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Chapter 1084 Top of the Sea of ??Clouds Zeng Niu

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    Wang Lin walked slowly in the jungle. From time to time, there were small snakes swimming in the mud under his feet. He also saw some fist-sized toads jumping in the muddy water, seeming to enjoy the rain.

    When he first came to Yunhai, Wang Lin was very unfamiliar with everything. He didn't know where he was. Walking through the mud, Wang Lin gradually fell into deep thought while walking.

    He came here to avoid Tuo Sen, but Tuo Sen's cultivation was enough to break the barrier between the two realms. At that time, it seemed that there was no place for him to hide in the sky, earth and stars.

    "Instead of constantly escaping, it is better to establish a foothold in this sea of ??clouds as soon as possible. After I have survived three losses and seven calamities, I can then think about the future" Wang Lin looked at his legs below the waist, with a worried look on his face.  .

    "The most important thing is to truly integrate into the monks in the Sea of ??Clouds Star Territory as a person of the Sea of ??Clouds" Wang Lin raised his head and looked at the rain falling from the sky. It was like the snow of the Alliance, which could be compared with the rain of the Sea of ??Clouds.  It's the same as fusion, that's what he wants to do.

    As he walked forward, his body gradually became lower, his hair slowly turned black, and his appearance also changed slightly. His whole person looked more ordinary, like a down-and-out scholar, in the rain.  , gradually walked out of the jungle.

    The rainy season in the Moro Continent often lasts for several months, until the earth is completely wet, and there will be a sore and numb feeling in the seams of people's bones, and even the whole body will faintly smell of rust.  will stop.

    The monks and mortals on Moro have long been accustomed to the continuous rain. Most of the monks choose to retreat during this rainy season, or go out of the Moro continent to hunt for ferocious beasts in the starry sky.  It was just the rainy season of this year. The Guiyuan Sect, the only cultivation sect in the Moro Continent, almost all its disciples came out in the rain, turned into rainbows, and rushed towards the northern part of the Moro Continent.

    The rainbow looks like it separates the rainwater from the sky. If you look up from the ground, you will naturally see the meteor-like scene.

    As for ordinary people, when the rainy season comes, they will sit by the fire at home, enjoying the warmth in the room, and sometimes looking at the rain and fog outside the window, which is plain but warm.

    Beishui Village, as its name suggests, is located less than a thousand miles away from the Bingu Jungle in the northern part of the Moro Continent. People in the village often make a living by farming, and there are also hunter teams composed of villagers who hunt around the Bingu Jungle.

    During the rainy season, water clams appear. For mortals in Moro Continent, water clams are an extremely delicious food. In big cities, the price is often high, but the supply is still in short supply.

    The villagers of Beishui Village will organize experienced people to catch water clams outside the Bingu jungle every rainy season.  Generally speaking, these villagers will come and go four or five times during the rainy season for several months. Every time they come back, they will carry large sacks, all of which are still alive.

    Similarly, when the villagers who captured the clams returned to the village, their families would all wear raincoats, and there were even some children following behind, excitedly watching their fathers, brothers, uncles or grandfathers pour bags of water.  When the clams are brought back, these children will be happy every time.

    Only this time, among the villagers from Beishui Village who came back from Bingu Jungle, in addition to bringing back bags of clams, they also brought back a person. This was a young man who looked very ordinary, slightly thin, and seemed to be in the rain.  Somewhat unable to withstand the cold, he was wearing a raincoat given by the villagers, standing there silently, with a strange expression in his eyes, as if sighing, as if reminiscing, quietly looking at the village in the rain in front of him.

    "Brother Zeng, this is our Beishui Village. You can stay here for a while. When the rainy season is over and the mountain road is open, you can follow the mountain road to Spring City." A big man in a raincoat handed the sack in his hand to the person next to him.  He smiled at Wang Lin.

    Wang Lin showed a smile on his face and cupped his fists to say thank you.

    The big man waved his hand and said with a smile: "We have never been to a private school, and we don't know any etiquette, but since we meet on the road, we are friends. Brother Zeng, don't be polite. It's raining heavily. Go inside quickly. Damn it, take care of the queen.  Let¡¯s tidy up the house and let Brother Zeng live in it.¡±

    Next to the big man, a woman wearing a raincoat glanced at Wang Lin with a smile on her face. She did not ask the man about the origin of the young man in front of her. She quickly walked a few steps back home and tidied up the back room.  I brought some clean bedding.

    This big man was very prestigious in the village. Many neighbors came to his home at night, and they naturally started drinking in the excitement. Wang Lin sat aside, holding a wine bowl in his hand, drinking while looking at the mortals in front of him with a smile, feeling calm.  There was peace.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?These men laughed loudly. One of them, a middle-aged man in his forties, stood up, came to Wang Lin with a wine bowl, and said with a naive smile: "Brother Zeng, the third son of our family said that if it weren't for you, he would be killed."  You can't survive after being bitten by that poisonous snake. The old man will never forget your life-saving grace!" He said and drank the whole bowl of wine in one gulp.

    With a smile on his face, Wang Lin picked up the wine jar that had not been poured into the bowl on the table, put it to his mouth and took a big sip. He wiped the corner of his mouth with his left hand and said with a smile: "This wine is not strong enough."

    The eyes of the men around him lit up and they all cheered. The owner of this room, the man who let Wang Lin live in the back room, smiled and said: "Mother, go get the three jars of Beishui wine that the old man left behind, so that Brother Zeng knows,  The wine in our Beishui Village is quite strong!"

    The big man's wife shook her head and smiled, and went to the back room, followed by two nephews. After a while, she took out three jars of wine and put them aside.

    Time passed slowly like this, and it was a month in the blink of an eye. Although the rainy season has not ended yet, it has become much smaller. There is even a short period of time every day when the sky clears briefly and the rain stops.

    In this village, Wang Lin is very popular. Everyone seems to have accepted this neighbor who is usually quiet but is bold when drinking, and even accepted his identity as a doctor. There are many old people in the village, as well as those who  Villagers with chronic diseases in their bodies all witnessed Wang Lin's medical skills.

    They even accepted the exquisite wood carvings and learned the identities of the carpenters besides Wang Lin.

    If time continues to pass and the crisis in Tuosen is forgotten, the life and death in monasticism are forgotten, and the intrigues in life are forgotten, then such a life is something Wang Lin is looking forward to.

    He likes the peace and the peaceful atmosphere of this village.  However, Wang Lin understood that this kind of life, just like the short sunny days in the rainy season, would soon disappear.

    The monks of Guiyuan Sect came to the northern part of the Moruo Continent one after another. After searching over and over again, they picked out qualified mortals one by one. Among these mortals, there were young people and middle-aged people.  As for the white-haired old man, they have also looked for him, but there is no one with the qualifications. Even if there is, at that age, it is obvious that there will be no results until death.

    Beishui Village, on this day, a monk also arrived. This monk looked less than twenty years old, but his cultivation level had already been established. At his age, his cultivation level was enough to become a leader among the younger generation.

    This monk had a cold attitude. When he arrived at Beishui Village, he immediately made all the villagers tremble with fear. They all walked out of the room, trembling in the rain. There were no mortals living in Moro Continent who did not know the monk, and they understood.  If the monk in front of him gets angry, even if he kills them all, it will only happen in an instant.

    Zhao Yu frowned and looked at all the mortals in the small village in front of him. The rainwater bounced off him three inches above him, keeping his clothes clean.

    But the villagers in front of him were in the rain, letting the rain wet their clothes, and the biting cold air came from the body. The adults were better, but the children were shaking very badly at the moment, holding them tightly.  Parents around you.

    They are already here, standing for almost a stick of incense, but the monk in front has never said anything.

    "ShangShangxian, the rain is cold and the children are weak, so I'm afraid they won't be able to bear it. Otherwise" The big man in front of him who took Wang Lin in to live said in a trembling voice. The little daughter beside him was already pale from the cold.  .

    But before he could finish speaking, Zhao Yu's eyes flashed coldly, causing the big man to swallow his words alive.

    With a cold snort, Zhao Yu said coldly: "Xiao Xiaoyuhan can't stand it, how can he become a monk?" His cold snort contained a hint of cultivation, which made all the villagers in front of him feel like there was thunder in their ears, and their expressions  Get pale.

    Wang Lin stood in the crowd with a gloomy look on his face. He raised his feet and walked out of the crowd towards Zhao Yu.

    Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment and was about to scold him, but his eyes immediately showed confusion. He looked away from Wang Lin and fell on the villagers. He said calmly: "You all should go back."

    The villagers were startled for a moment, but soon they each held their children and quickly returned to the room. They did not notice that when they dispersed, Wang Lin waved his right hand casually, and an invisible heat flow filled the air and fell.  In the body of every villager, all the coldness in their bodies was driven away.

    In the rainy night, Wang Lin walked in front, and Zhao Yu followed behind. His expression was no longer confused, but he seemed to have lost his soul.

    This operation of Guiyuan Sect lasted for nearly a month, and a total of thirty-one mortals were taken away from the entire northern part of Moro, seventeen of them were teenagers, and the rest were young people.  These people were sent to the Guiyuan Sect Mountain Gate in the east of Moro and settled in the basin of the ring mountain range.

    The four elders of Guiyuan Sect now attach great importance to these thirty-one people. They dispersed these people and brought them under their respective sects.  Among the seven people picked out by Lu Yanfei, the only female among the four elders, one was named Zeng Niu, who came from Beishui Village.  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Inside, he settled down.

    The four elders of Guiyuan Sect now attach great importance to these thirty-one people. They dispersed these people and brought them under their respective sects.  Among the seven people picked out by Lu Yanfei, the only female among the four elders, one was named Zeng Niu, who came from Beishui Village.  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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