In the Western Wasteland, among the vast yellow sand.
After coming out of Tianji City, the farther west you go, the larger and denser the space cracks in mid-air become. Once you reach the depths of the outer reaches of the Western Wilderness, even with Shi Xuan's ability, he would not dare to fly away quickly, otherwise he and Lou
Death would make no difference, so Shi Xuan set up the Heavenly Thunder Sword and Demon-Conquering Sword, and the green sword light slowly swayed forward in the yellow sand.
"Hey, is there going to be a strong wind?" Shi Xuan practices the supreme way of yin and yang changes. During the Qi-entraining period, he also practiced the Samadhi Divine Wind Zhenqi, so he has a keen sense of the changes in the wind, and in the West
In the wilderness, especially deep outside the Western Wilderness, strong winds mean great danger, because there are not only all kinds of winds that blow away the flesh, but also accompanied by black space cracks, so even if the Golden Pill Grandmaster encounters
, you have to find a place to hide first and wait until the wind stops before moving on.
Shi Xuan's spiritual consciousness shrouded the area for more than two hundred miles, and he began to look for a place where he could hide. If there was none, then break through the yellow sand and hide underground. Then his Dragon Palace Technique would be able to work.
But fortunately, Tianji City is heading towards the desert of Jixi Town. Because the strong winds are much more frequent than those in the outermost layer of the Western Wilderness, which has gradually subsided, the monks who come and go, for their own safety, work hard to open up shelters.
Quite a few, for example there is one fifty miles away.
This shelter is behind a large sand dune. There is a winding sand road there, blessed with various restrictions. At the end of the sand road, there is a medium-sized sand cave. Under the protection of the formation restrictions, the sand cave
The bluestone floor looks very clean and refreshing.
When Shi Xuan entered the cave, the strong wind had not blown up and the sand cave was empty. Shi Xuan's footsteps were accompanied by bursts of empty echoes. In fact, due to the size of the sand cave and the nature of quicksand, no echo could be produced.
Yes, but under the influence of the formation, there was this strange scene.
Seeing a pile of remaining fire in the corner, Shi Xuan smiled slightly and remembered his experience of seeking immortality and Taoism in the land of Middle Earth. At that time, he often slept in the wilderness, and the only thing that accompanied him was this pile of firewood.
So, Shi Xuan walked over and sat next to the fire, lit the firewood casually, and fiddled with the flames and wood aimlessly with a piece of wood.
This wood is a kind of spiritual wood called Nuanyang wood. It can be found everywhere in the Fire Islands and some places in Nanman. It grows very fast, so it is not precious. Its biggest advantage is that it emits warmth as if it is lit.
The sun-like heat, which never goes out, is the first-class wood for heating in winter. It must have been brought by some monks in the out-of-body stage who went to Jixi Town to keep warm. After all, in the strong wind, there are many strange winds contained in it.
It's a cold wind, a yin wind. Even if you hide in a cave, you will inevitably shiver with cold. If you don't light a fire to keep warm, you can only resist it by using your true energy.
While stirring the fire, Shi Xuan was lost in thought, recalling his experiences in the past two years.
"Actually, Mr. Shi, your accumulation is more than enough to advance to the golden elixir. What you lack now is an opportunity or opportunity to see the road clearly and see yourself clearly." What Jiang Zhenren said at that time, Shi Xuan followed his "profit"
With the guidance of "In the West", I came to Xihuang.
In the past two years, Shi Xuan traveled to Tianji City and its surrounding towns, and did many things, such as exploring caves, being hired to escort caravan goods, discussing and communicating with people, and mixing with ordinary monks. Unfortunately, there was still no one.
Finding an opportunity to advance to a high-grade golden elixir is still as clueless as before departure.
Therefore, Shi Xuan decided to continue heading west, to Jixi Town, the westernmost town opened by the monks in the Western Wasteland, to see if he could find the direction there.
"At that time, Master Jiang only said that I had accumulated enough, and did not mention whether I still have flaws in my mentality, and the opportunities and opportunities that need to be found are related to this flaw." Shi Xuan pondered in his heart, Shi Dong
Outside, the wind began to sound louder and the wind was about to blow.
With the sound of bells and footsteps, a large group of monks hurried towards the sand cave. When they saw the sand cave, they all breathed a sigh of relief. If they could no longer find a place to hide, they could only find a place to hide in the strong wind.
There were no bones left. After feeling relieved, they walked along the winding sand road toward the sand cave, talking and laughing.
"Thanks to Mr. An for your familiarity with the road, this strong wind really happened as soon as I mentioned it. It's also Wang's luck that he met you on the road." A middle-aged man's voice said with a smile.
An old voice smiled rather proudly: "Where is it? Our Anjia caravan has traveled more than three hundred years on the way to Jixi Town. If we can't find a place to hide, what will happen if we don't find a place to hide?"
I don’t know how many monks died in the strong wind.,,
Except for the many relic caves around it, Jixi Town has no other products, so this gives some low-level monks the opportunity to send medicinal materials, low-level spiritual herbs, elixirs, and materials in exchange for the low-level monks who gained from exploring the caves.
Buying low and selling high-end items is a business route that earns a lot of spiritual stones. Of course, the sale of high-end items is taken over by some big families supported by the Rogue Cultivator Alliance and the eight major sects. How dare ordinary monks dare to
to fight for.
While they were talking, these monks had already walked out of the sand cave. There were about twenty of them huffing and puffing, and each of them was holding a demon beast that looked like a camel. The only difference was that there were whirlpools on the feet of these demon beasts.
The quicksand... Such a large number of people and animals almost crowded the entrance.
The leader is a white-haired old man wearing a purple longevity star robe. He has a tough face and an extraordinary aura when he looks around. Next to him on the left hand side stands a young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes, and on the right hand side.
He is a middle-aged man dressed in black. This man looks ordinary. The only characteristic is a black mole at the corner of his eye. Next to him is a beautiful girl wearing a Hunan dress. The most noticeable thing is her
Her eyes were big and charming, and she was just smiling slightly, allowing the young man on the left side of the white-haired old man to look at her secretly from time to time.
Shi Xuan raised his head and glanced at them. He had already discovered them before he entered the sand cave. Except for the old man and the middle-aged man who were leading the way, half of them were in the entraining stage, and the rest were in the entraining stage.
It's the out-of-body period. In fact, even if Shi Xuan doesn't use his spiritual sense to observe, he can still tell something from their movements. Only those monks whose spirits have not yet been united dare not fly outside the Western Wilderness. They need to take a step in the desert.
To move forward one step at a time, they had to bring along the walking monster beast that looked like a luoluo.
This kind of monster is not only good at walking in this environment, but also has an extraordinary premonition of the wind because it has lived in this environment for a long time.
After these monks came in, they found a young man warming himself by the fire. They were surprised at first, and then breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the Western Wasteland is often deserted for thousands of miles, and there are many hidden places. As long as they are not in the city, they can kill people.
Attacks and plunders are commonplace. Caravans like them are always alert when they go out. When they see strange monks, they are always on guard. Later, they breathed a sigh of relief because they saw Shi Xuan's body.
The pressure of spiritual energy and the warmth of the fire made him mistakenly think that he was a monk in the out-of-body stage and could not bear the cold.
The white-haired old man in the lead looked at the sand cave and found that it was not a big place. With more than 20 people and more than 20 sand-walking beasts, it was a bit crowded, so he frowned slightly and whispered to the young man next to him.
A few words. The young man also frowned, and then walked up to Shi Xuan with an approachable smile: "Brother, look, our caravan has a lot of people. I wonder if we can arrange for some people to come and sit here."
In this fire of yours." Seeing his kind words, Shi Xuan nodded and said with a smile: "Who wouldn't have some inconvenience when going out? It's up to everyone to make it more convenient at this time."
The young man did not expect Shi Xuan to be humorous and easy-going. He did not expect the out-of-body monk to be nervous and uneasy when facing such a large group of Qi-entraining monks. He nodded slightly and said, "This is An Qingshu. Thank you very much."
After turning around and going back, he called his subordinates and rushed the Sand-Treading Beast to the other side to tie it up. At the same time, he lit two fires and arranged for seven or eight monks to sit on Shixuan's side, most of whom were in the out-of-body stage.
After these monks sat down next to Shi Xuan, they immediately breathed a long sigh of relief, showed relaxed and comfortable expressions, and began to talk and laugh in low voices. For these low-level monks, walking in the desert of the Western Wilderness is not an easy task.
As a relaxing thing, several of the monks who were in the out-of-body stage even took out food and roasted it on the fire.
"This little brother, do you want something to eat?" A black-faced monk asked Shi Xuan, who was sitting next to him.
Shi Xuan smiled lightly and shook his head: "No, thank you." His expression was a little dazed. That was because Shi Xuan was still thinking about every detail of the past two years to see what he had missed.
Seeing that Shi Xuan was taciturn, these monks didn't think much of it. When the monks in the out-of-body stage faced so many masters of the Qi-entraining stage who didn't know good and evil, it was good if they didn't tremble with fear, so they stopped talking to Shi Xuan and took care of themselves.
Talking, laughing and eating.
In the innermost fire, sat those monks who were obviously of a higher status, such as the four leaders, and some who seemed to be stewards. Among them, Mr. An, asked with some curiosity: "Brother Wang,
If you are not staying at Shenjian Villa, why are you going to Jixi Town? Although there are many ruins there, it is not something that practitioners like you and me would dare to set foot in." Shenjian Villa is a sword cultivator in the Western Wasteland.
The place where they live together is like a sect or a family, and there are two middle-level golden elixir masters.
The middle-aged man surnamed Wang sighed: "It's a long story. In short, Wang went to Jixi Town to make a frontline for the Villa." His tone seemed tight, but he also vaguely revealed that it was an operation for the Villa, so as not to disturb An
The old man asked.
When Mr. An saw that the middle-aged man surnamed Wang was unwilling to say anything, he did not dare to ask any more questions. If a small caravan like him rashly pried into the secrets of Shenjian Villa, wouldn't he be seeking death? So he changed his words and asked, "I don't know what to call this girl."
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"Haha, this is my little girl Ruotong, please say hello to Uncle An." The man named Wang pointed at Mr. An and said to the big-eyed girl.
Wang Ruotong stood up and gave a graceful and decent salute: "Ruotong paid homage to Uncle An and met Brother An Shi."
Before Mr. An could reply, An Qingshu stood up in a hurry and said, "I've met the Wang sister." The wind outside the cave became louder and the strong wind began to blow. Maybe these people hadn't noticed it yet, but Shi Xuan did.
It feels like there are several rays of light rushing towards this sand cave...!