Many days later, Xiang Que suddenly left alone. He just said hello to Lao Huangpizi and Tang Ningyu, saying that he would be back after a few days. As for where he was going, he did not explain.
After Xiang Que left, they were the only two people left in the house.
Old Huangpizi suddenly stopped taking a nap, but took a deep look at Tang Ningyu and asked: "Entering the battlefield outside the territory is a big deal for him, and it is also the same for you Xuanzhou, but I don't think you seem to have any intention."
Don’t worry about whether you can get in or not.”
Tang Ningyu put down the book in her hand, looked at him and said, "Aren't you the same?"
Old Huang Pizi smiled, clasped his toes in an inelegant manner and said: "What can I do? In his eyes, I am just an old silver coin with low cultivation and no foundation. It's best if I can get in. If I can't get in, just pretend I don't have this."
Is it okay?"
Tang Ningyu looked at Old Huangpizi quietly and said: "You may not know Xiang Que very well. I have known him for hundreds of years and I don't even know his details. But one day I am still very sure that you will
It’s true that he is the one with low cultivation and no disciples... He will definitely not get too involved with you."
Old Huang Pizi sneered: "Is his snobbery so obvious?"
Tang Ningyu shook her head and said, "That's not what I meant. When you get to know him in the future, you will understand..."
At the same time, Xiang Que rode on Kunpeng and left thousands of miles away.
Of course, this is still the territory of Changshengtian.
This is an endless, uninhabited desert. The scorching hot weather made Kunpeng flying above unable to help but stick out his tongue, and the feathers on his back were so hot that his hands became too hot.
The temperature in this desert is at least 70 or 80 degrees Celsius. It can be said to be a desert without any grass.
"It looks very much like the mountain of flames that burned out after Taishang Laojun kicked over the alchemy furnace..." Xiang Que patted Kunpeng's head and motioned for it to fall into the desert.
Kunpeng shook his huge head reluctantly. The atmosphere here was too hot, and he was not used to it.
Xiang Que took out the portrait of Princess Lingxiao from his storage bag and squinted at it for a long time.
This is the approximate range he deduced from the other person's appearance.
Xiang Que estimates that in all likelihood, the entrance to the extraterritorial battlefield when it opens is in this desert.
"Tsk, tsk..." Xiang Que rubbed his chin, sighed deeply, and said, "Time is not very tight, ten or twenty years, but where do I start?"
Xiang Que frowned deeply. What he initially thought was that if the battlefield outside the territory was to be opened in a high mountain or on a flat ground, he could use the method of arranging a Feng Shui array, or set up a blinding array, or even lay down the Green Mountain Sword.
Any formation can be used, and the probability will naturally be very high.
But now that the entrance he had calculated was in this outrageous desert, the possibility of setting up a Feng Shui formation was slightly less. There was no grass growing in this place, not even a stone, and the wind and sand in the desert would definitely be very strong.
If it's a big one, his arrangement probably won't last long, and will be destroyed by natural factors. It's impossible to survive until the entrance is opened.
When Xiang Que first entered the desert, a breeze started blowing up from the sky and below. Some fine dust in the desert was blown up into the sky. In just a moment, a sandstorm was completely blown up, covering the sky and the earth.
There was dancing sand everywhere, and from a normal person's perspective, the visibility was almost zero.
The dust and sand cut into people's faces like knives, and their faces were so painful that they seemed to be disfigured.
The storm blew for at least more than an hour before it gradually stopped, and the desert also returned to silence.
Xiang Que was very melancholy, and he even wondered if he might have made the wrong prediction.
But the cruel fact is that after checking it again, he was convinced by his divination ability.
"Sure enough, my housekeeping skills have really not been left behind..."
A few hours later, the sky gradually turned dark, and Xiang Que stayed in the desert and thought hard.
At this time, the weather also cooled down as the sky darkened. The temperature, which was originally so hot that people felt like they might be cooked, showed a straight downward trend, until it dropped to at least low enough.
It's dozens of degrees below zero.
This desert changed into a completely different scene within an hour or so.
"Wear a cotton-padded jacket in the morning and a gauze in the afternoon, and eat watermelon around the stove?" Xiang Que muttered as he looked at the scene in front of him.
In the desert at this time, there was another large-scale sandstorm before the temperature dropped. Therefore, after the dust and sand that had been floating in the sky fell to the ground, a lot of the sand solidified when the temperature dropped rapidly.
and piled up together, and then frozen in front of Xiang Que were sand pillars or arched hills of different shapes, covering an area so vast that one could not even see the end of it at a glance.
The desert was extremely quiet at this time, and it seemed that except for Xiang Que's breathing, there was no sound at all.
It was as quiet as a painting.
Time seemed to have stood still.
Xiang Que just stared at it, motionless, as if he had integrated himself into the desert.
He wanted to see whether the environment here changed like this from sunrise to sunset to dawn, and whether it maintained the same rhythm forever.
In the early morning, when the first ray of dawn sets on the horizon, the weather in the desert begins to heat up, and the temperature rises sharply. When the sun rises, those sand pillars that were frozen by the extremely cold temperature at night quickly
of melting.
Within two hours, the sandstorm started blowing again.
Then at night, it suddenly became freezing cold.
After many days, Xiang Que seemed to have turned to stone. Except for the slight movements of his hair, eyelids and breathing, there was no change in his whole body.
This is a very strange state, between trance and enlightenment, and then entering another ethereal state. Xiang Que inadvertently triggered this abnormality when he was meditating on something attentively.
In the Tao Realm, a few pieces of Enlightenment Tea gently fell into the spiritual sea, and then disappeared into nothing, and a little bit of Enlightenment Aura began to spread.
This is exactly the same as the last time Xiang Que entered the real person state from Xuanxian, but this time it is not a breakthrough.
Qiao Yue'e at the beach opened her eyes and watched this scene quietly.
At the same time, in the distant Kunlun Yaochi, the empress in a gorgeous brocade dress is looking straight in one direction. If you can follow her line of sight through space and across the sea, you will find that what the Our Lady of Yaochi sees is
, is Xiang Que who has entered samadhi in the desert.
"In the fairy world, as far as you know, is there anyone who can realize the laws and regulations on their own in the real world?" The Queen Mother suddenly asked.
The Great Immortal Chihu, who stood behind with his hands hanging down, was stunned for a moment. He quickly thought about it in his mind, and then asked in surprise: "Xiang Que?"