It had been about thirteen days since Chu Cheng, the girl carrier, was walking in the white desert.
For these thirteen days, in this vast expanse of whiteness, even a monk could not stand this colorless curtain. His eyes were dry and painful.
Apart from this, there is nothing else.
The sand sea storm did not appear again, only three sandstorms appeared, but in front of the girl, these three sandstorms were like tissue paper, shattering at a touch.
Chu Cheng asked Da Dao. Although Po Li's body was not repaired, the layers of ice in his soul had melted and he no longer felt the cold.
Only when the deadline comes, will it freeze instantly.
It is very hot here, and the wind blows in it, making it even hotter. The originally fair skin and face also turned red like a girl.
Along the way, the two met many other monks, some of whom were walking in a daze, not knowing where they were heading.
These people are all first-level monks, and the highest level of cultivation they have ever seen is only in the Fusion realm.
This place is too big and too big. With the cultivation of these people, they may not be able to get out for tens of millions of years, let alone obtain the Taoist treasures in the Canghai Mirror.
It's just that the people here have already seen the Canghai Meditation Wall, which is more than most divine objects. Maybe they have got the opportunity.
These monks can only wait for the Canghai Mirror to close, and the power of heaven and earth here to move them back to the blue sky.
It's just that they have to avoid the sandstorm in the white sand sea.
Although the sandstorm the two of them encountered before was broken by the girl, it was only a small obstacle to the strong man in the second step.
Each of these three sandstorms could tear apart the physical body of the Fusion Realm monk, along with his soul.
The girl walked in mid-air without any signs of fatigue.
During this whole process, the girl didn't notice that her speed was getting faster.
Because it was white, sandy land without any hills. Everything she walked and looked at was the same, so the girl didn't pay attention.
"Grandpa, why has the wind gotten so strong? And the sun is so dazzling."
"...."
The demonic clone was startled when he heard the words, and was speechless in his heart.
As the speed increases, the wind is naturally stronger. The light and sunlight brought up by the fluctuation of mysterious energy are dazzling.
Seeing that Chu Cheng didn't reply, the girl pouted and whispered: "I'm afraid that the wind will catch you with cold. You are old, and it would be bad if you get frostbite on your bones. Now that the young master is not here, I can't do anything about it."
I’m here to help you.”
The demonic clone smiled and said, "You can leave, but the wind can't do anything to me."
There is nothing that can be done about this wind. When the sun rises, everything in the four directions becomes still. The wind that the girl feels comes from afar, and the wind that is nearby has already become stationary.
"Okay! If you feel uncomfortable, remember to tell me so I can slow down."
The whole journey was silent again. The demonic clone was more talkative than the original, but due to the girl's strength, she did not speak again.
Time passed, and about fourteen days passed.
It has been more than a month since Chu Cheng entered Canghaijing, but he still has not left this white desert land.
Until a red light appeared in the distance.
This is the blazing sun.
Although the land of White Desert is extremely white, there is no blazing sun.
However, something appeared ahead. This showed that it was not the same place as this white desert.
Half an hour later, there was still a scorching hot wind between heaven and earth, but the two of them clearly felt that there was a hint of cool breeze in the hot wind.
After another quarter of an hour, the two saw white mist looming in the distance.
This white mist is not an ordinary white mist, but a rich spiritual energy and some other kind of atmosphere.
"The power of immortality." The demonic clone felt this aura and raised his eyebrows.
The power of immortal energy has little effect on ordinary monks. But it is like a great tonic for the three mansions and the three realms.
It can be absorbed and replenished and transformed into vitality, thereby eliminating the will to die in the body.
The power of the immortal essence here is very rich, several times richer than that of the top immortal sects, or even the holy mountain of cultivation among the twelve great immortal sects of Cangyuntian.
Only the Ancient Immortal Sect can compare with it. This is why the Ancient Immortal Sect has such a deep foundation.
By cultivating here, the chances of a monk in the Third Realm surviving the three declines of the world of mortals will increase by several percent.
Regardless of just a few percent, there are too few monks in the Third Realm who can survive the three declines of the world of mortals. It is almost a life of a hundred deaths. But here, it is a life of nine deaths.
Life after a hundred deaths, life after nine deaths. It seems there is not much difference, almost all of them occupy the word "death".
But in fact, the latter has much more vitality. Ten of the third level monks can survive the three declines. That's ten out of a hundred people, and the number of ways to survive is ten times greater.
As the girl kept running in the air, the scorching heat gradually dissipated, replaced by a cool feeling.
The two of them had just walked out of a scorching place, and the cold wind was undoubtedly biting.
When they arrived here, they finally walked out of the white desert.
The girl stopped and slowly fell to the ground, her body trembling slightly.
She raised her head and looked into the distance.
The white fog was so thick that it almost blocked all sight lines. But we could still see a stretch of mountains ahead.
"Hey! I'm hungry." The girl suddenly said this.
"...."
The demonic clone was startled. He also raised his head and looked into the distance, seeing a few red dots faintly appearing in the white mist.
To be precise, this is a red ball. It is a spiritual fruit.
The girl saw these fruits and said she was hungry.
"Let's... fill our stomachs first and then go on our way, do you think it's feasible?" The girl turned around and replied, asking for the "old man's" opinion.
"Okay." The demonic clone nodded.
They were new to this place and didn't know much about it.
Immortal energy is rich here, but it is only on the surface. No one knows whether there is a hidden danger inside.
Often in secret realms, fortune and crisis coexist. There are opportunities, but there are also dangers, and you will end up dead if you are not careful.
So the demonic clone is not in a hurry.
Now the problem of extending longevity has been solved.
It is only a matter of time before this deity can completely intercept the true way of fire while observing the meditation wall in the Qianqiu painting in the Taichu space.
One day outside, thirty inside the cave. In these thirteen days, more than four hundred days have passed in the Taibei space, and we are not far from the complete true way.
As long as one month passes, the demonic clone believes that he will definitely be able to enter the mysteries.
The original deity and the demonic clone are one and the same. If one person can enter the occult, the other person can also enter.
Now that we are entering this unknown place, we need to raise our body and mind to the highest peak in order to deal with sudden dangers.
So the demonic clone agreed to the girl's proposal.
The tree with the spiritual fruit was only a hundred steps away from here. The girl trotted to the bottom of the tree, floated slightly, reached out and picked one, wiped it and threw it back.
"Grandpa, you go first."
Before the spirit fruit could fall in, the demonic clone stretched out his hand to explore, and a suction force pulled the spirit fruit into his palm.
With one bite, the demonic clone's eyes will light up.
The entrance to this spiritual fruit instantly transforms into a heat that spreads throughout the body. When the divine sea in Dantian is inhaled, it is like a heavy rain.
"This...at least is an immortal spiritual fruit."
Immortal-grade spiritual fruits are of Xuan level. They are rare to find in the outside world. Unexpectedly, there are such immortal fruits just outside this mountain range.
Just as the demonic clone swallowed one, there was a sudden thunder in the distance and golden clouds filled the sky.