This female leader is a little bit stronger

"Daddy keeps nagging me every day~~~Child, child, you have to be obedient..."

On a country road, a sturdy deer slowly approached, its Y-shaped horns on its head, its eyelashes fluttering, and its steps unconcerned with its relatives. On its back, a young girl sat upside down, and it was from her mouth that the ear-piercing demonic sound came.

"Mom keeps babbling every day~~~Everything I do is for you..."

"Aa ...

A little beggar with a dirty face sat on the side of the road with his head down. Ning Ye rode a deer past him, but he didn't even raise his head.

The deer passed in front of him with a clattering sound, and after a while, it fell back.

A shadow fell over him, and the beggar's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Ning Ye raised his sunshade hat, stretched his neck and asked, "Little beggar, how do I get to Qiyuan Town?"

The beggar stretched out his hand and pointed in a direction.

"Thanks!"

Ning Ye casually threw a broken spirit crystal in front of his feet, kicked the deer's belly, and moved forward in the direction of his finger.

After the man and the deer had gone far away, the beggar picked up the spirit crystal. His obscure eyes reflected the crystal clear little stone and he exclaimed softly, "Monk?"

……

At night, Ning Ye came across a dilapidated temple.

In this wilderness where there was no village or shop nearby, she had no choice but to lead the deer in.

It was pitch black inside the dilapidated temple, but the moment Ning Ye stepped through the door, he was surprised to find that there was someone inside.

Under the Buddha statue, a bearded man was leaning against a sword, resting.

Before she cultivated, Ning Ye couldn't have seen people in such darkness. But after she cultivated, she could not only see things in the dark, but also tell at a glance whether the other person was a human or a cultivator.

This person's aura was thick and long-lasting, stronger than hers, but not much. He should have already established his foundation.

"It's getting dark. Do you mind if you come in and squeeze in with your fellow Taoists?"

Based on the principle of first come first served, Ning Ye asked very politely.

The man did not respond, and did not even move.

Ning Ye simply assumed that he had no objection and walked in leading the deer.

She chose a corner, cleaned the floor casually and sat down.

They made a fire and roasted the wild sweet potatoes they had dug during the day.

Then he leaned against the wall and looked around.

Although the temple is dilapidated, it has a good amount of space inside. In the front is a large Buddha statue, the paint of which has already peeled off. On both sides are niches for the 108 Arhats. Of course, the Buddha statues inside are either missing or destroyed.

There was a thick layer of cobwebs and incense ash on the incense table.

The rest was a mess.

This must have been a popular place in the past, but I don't know why it became so dilapidated.

After Ning Ye arrived in Xiyuan County, all he saw along the way were tragic scenes of the world.

The earth is cracked and the rivers are dry, as if it has experienced a natural disaster.

Empty villages and abandoned fields are everywhere.

Rarely meet people.

She happened to hear that Qiyuan Town was the most prosperous place within a hundred miles. Where there were people, there was news. She would ask around when she got to Qiyuan Town tomorrow.

"Yo yo yo!"

The deer was probably hungry, and nudged Ning Ye with its horns.

Ning Ye took out a handful of tender grass and threw it aside. The deer walked over obediently and started eating it.

Ning Ye met this deer shortly after leaving the mountain. It was almost dying of thirst.

Ning Ye had to choose between eating it and saving it, so he chose to feed it a mouthful of spiritual spring water, and then he became dependent on it.

Speaking of spiritual spring water, Ning Ye had a sudden inspiration before going down the mountain. He tried to put the spring into a small gourd, and it actually worked!

The small gourd had infinite space inside, so she had an endless supply of water whenever she carried it with her.

In order to prevent others from noticing the magic of the small gourd growing bigger or smaller, Ning Ye always kept it at its normal size when he went out, tied it with a rope in the middle and hung it around his waist.

She took it and drank a few sips, then poured some into her hand and offered it to the deer.

"Yoyo, drink some water."

Yoyo, this is the name Ning Ye gave it.

After waiting for a while, the wild sweet potatoes were ripe and gave off a fragrant aroma.

Ning Ye took out a stick from the fire and threw it at the feet of the man holding the sword. She didn't care whether he paid attention to her or not and buried her head in eating hers.

Just as we were enjoying our meal, a burst of cursing came from outside the temple, getting closer and closer.

"Those bastards have taken over the forest farm. If we want to go in again, not only will we have to pay an entrance fee, but we'll also have to give them 90% of the spiritual wood we get for free!"

"That's right, how did they end up in Qiyuan Town? What bad luck!"

"Isn't it because the spiritual wood is valuable? Who could have imagined that in the once impoverished Qiyuan Town, a dragon would suddenly rise from the ground, and a natural forest would spring up from the earth. The spiritual trees growing there are all over a hundred years old!"

"Did you know that at last year's treasure sale in the county city, the grand prize was a spiritual tung tree over a hundred years old. It was eventually bought by a senior who had reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment for five hundred taels of spiritual crystals. And that kind of rare spiritual tree grows in clusters in that forest farm!"

Ning Ye was eating sweet potatoes when her ears suddenly perked up.

Lingshu wood?

"More than that! I heard someone broke into the innermost part of the forest and saw lightning-struck wood that's over ten thousand years old. Even a thin layer of wood from that lightning-struck wood is worth a fortune!"

"If I could only get that lightning-struck wood..."

"Forget it, I've become a spirit for over ten thousand years. I can crush you into dust with just one breath!"

"Such a big and popular commodity will soon be taken over by a super aristocratic family."

"The news won't spread quickly. Those people are keeping it a secret! You may not know this yet, but I heard that the county town has fallen into their hands. Now in Xiyuan County, you can only enter but not leave!"

"Bah! You wild bastards from the Servant of God Cult, you won't leave anyone else alive!"

At this time, the temple door was kicked open, and four or five wandering cultivators rushed in carelessly, still breathing out fragrance.

The sword-holding monk who was sleeping against the Buddha statue inside frowned, without opening his eyes, but turned sideways and faced away from them.

The five monks were wandering cultivators near Qiyuan Town. They seemed to know the man with the sword. When they saw him in the temple, they paused for a moment, then subconsciously moved a little slower and gathered in a spacious corner.

Naturally, some of them saw Ning Ye. After all, she was sitting in front of the fire and was a little girl, so she was very eye-catching.

The casual cultivators nudged each other with their arms, and four or five pairs of eyes came over one after another, with unclear meanings.

One of them kept staring at the fat and strong deer beside her as soon as he entered the room, licked the corner of his mouth, and greed appeared in his eyes.

The man had a mustache, shifty eyes, and a pestle hanging on his back, perhaps his magic weapon.

The five independent cultivators looked like a group.

Ning Ye sensed that they all had cultivation levels ranging from the second to fourth level of Qi Condensation.

One of them was particularly tall and strong, carrying a shield and sword on his back. He seemed to be the boss among them, and his cultivation level was the fourth level of Qi Condensation.

This man stood up first, and immediately the others followed suit, gathering around Ning Ye's fire.