Not daring to delay, Chen Yunsheng slapped the heavenly spirit and summoned the Qilin Slash. At the same time, his body rushed forward quickly, as if a bolt of lightning had burst in front of the sandworm. The Vajra Arhat Dharma naturally attached to his body as he charged forward.
Chen Yunsheng held the Qilin Slash that fell from the sky, and made a slash from top to bottom. This sword was impeccable in terms of speed and angle, and hit the sandworm's head without any bias.
Under the blessing of the Vajra Arhat, Chen Yunsheng's hands were so powerful that even if he held a fire stick in his hand, he could split the sandworm in half. The sandworm started from the head to the twenty-segment section.
They were all split apart, but the tail part was still connected.
The beast let out a hissing scream and twisted its body wildly on the ground. The sand and gravel were stirred up by its body, injuring several porters who had no time to escape.
Chen Yunsheng activated his magnetism, forming two big hands in the sky, grabbing the sandworm and splitting it open. The light green liquid spilled all over the floor. As soon as the liquid hit the ground, white smoke immediately rose, and the gravel that was touched by the liquid
It melted quickly and turned into a dark mass.
Panta, who was about fifty steps away on Chen Yunsheng's left hand side, witnessed the whole process of Chen Yunsheng killing the sandworm. The young man opened his eyes wide and walked towards Chen Yunsheng. As he walked, he praised: "It's really amazing.
Ah, you actually..."
"Don't come here!"
When Chen Yunsheng issued a warning, it was already too late. The ground beneath Panta's feet suddenly collapsed, and a sandworm with a bright red belly and bristles on its back bit the young man in half. This scene made Panta
Pan Jia, the eldest brother, was filled with grief. He rushed forward with a cleaver in his hand. If Chen Yunsheng hadn't restrained him with Yuanci, I'm afraid the team leader would have spilled his blood on the sand dunes.
The Qilin Slash in Chen Yunsheng's hand emitted a bright light of fire. He floated in the air, and then quickly fell down. His whole body landed on the back of the twisting sandworm. He aimed the Qilin Slash at the sandworm's shiny carapace and struck hard.
prick.
Amidst the roar of the sandworm, the Qilin Slash penetrated deeply into its body. Chen Yunsheng clenched the handle of the knife with both hands and dragged a hole several feet long on the sandworm's body. He casually threw a fire
The crow was on the wound of the sandworm. The fire crow quickly ignited the soft flesh inside the insect's carapace. The pain caused the sandworm to twitch its body continuously. Chen Yunsheng still did not let go of the handle of the knife, and he circled around the sandworm.
, completely dividing this beast into two parts.
Under the blessing of the Vajra Dharma, those highly corrosive liquids could not touch his body. Ordinary people in the caravan were not so lucky, and many people were splashed with such highly corrosive liquids.
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Liu Xiaoshan quickly helped the group of people treat their injured skin. A ball of light blue light rose up from her hand. Under the infiltration of the light, the pained expressions of the injured people gradually calmed down, and their injuries gradually improved.
Seeing that the sand worm was completely dead, Chen Yunsheng removed the magnet that imprisoned Pan Jia. The red-bearded man crawled to the sand worm's body. He used his sword to cut the sand worm's body with all his strength.
From the belly of the sandworm comes Penta.
Chen Yunsheng didn't know what was pricking his heart. He now somewhat understood what Pan Jia said. What kind of dignity can a group of people living in such a dangerous place have? Their daily hard life has exhausted them mentally and physically, and how can they still have the energy to live for themselves?
Take care of things other than survival.
After rescuing the last injured person, Liu Xiaoshan came to Chen Yunsheng's side. Seeing his thoughtful expression, he seemed to know what he was thinking, and said softly: "These people live in a different environment than we do. They are different from us."
Essential difference."
Chen Yunsheng nodded. At least in Qingzhou, no one would worry about the wild beasts that suddenly burst out on the road. He couldn't think of any words to comfort the man who had lost his brother. Fortunately, Pan Jia's condolences for his brother were all in one place.
It was completed within the time required to burn incense.
He stood up strongly, put away his machete, came to Chen Yunsheng, and bowed respectfully to him, "Thank you for saving the entire caravan."
Chen Yunsheng gave a bitter smile and said: "I can't tell you the whole story. At least Panta, I won't be able to do it."
Panga said sincerely: "Panta died young. I have told him more than once that sandworms generally do not come out alone, but he just didn't take it to heart. Alas, living on this land, if even
If you don't cherish your own life, then you will die in vain."
Chen Yunsheng said calmly: "No matter where you live, you should cherish your life."
Panga quickly recovered from his grief. People living in the desert seem to have a natural immunity to grief. No matter what pain and misfortune they encounter, they can always adapt in a short period of time. Because they need to run for their lives,
There is no time to stop and grieve.
The caravan continued their journey, but people talked less on the road. During the next ten days of the journey, Chen Yunsheng remembered that Pan Jia only said two sentences. The first sentence was "get in the car", and the second sentence was
"get off".
The end of the journey is Fengsha Town.
Chen Yunsheng later learned during his journey that there are countless small towns named after Fengsha in the Eight Wastes. You basically can't tell the difference between Fengsha Town A and Fengsha Town B. Most small towns in the desert only have one street, Street
There is only one inn on the road, and there is only one old shopkeeper in the inn, numbly looking at the disgraced pedestrians on the street.
The desolation of Fengsha Town is deep into the bones. The thick walls, low roofs, and the windows are small and thick. Through those narrow window lattice, Chen Yunsheng saw the busy townspeople in the room.
There were very few people on the road. After Chen Yunsheng entered the town, he met no more than ten people. Pan Jia was also quite surprised by this. However, he did not take it to heart. After all, there were more troublesome things to do, so
It was to tell his wife about Penta's death.
Chen Yunsheng saw the entanglement in the eyes of this over-aged man. It seemed that it was time to separate, so Chen Yunsheng decided to leave this town. He had achieved his goal. He had a general understanding of the situation in Bahuang, and there was no need to
What a waste of time.
Before leaving, Chen Yunsheng was willing to find a decent restaurant to entertain this resolute man. They were not really friends. In this land, real friends were as pitiful as those immovable sand dunes.
"Panga, I'm waiting for you at the inn. I think I still owe you a drink."
Panjia sighed heavily and said: "You know, in the desert, there are very few monks who are willing to be friends with ordinary people. I didn't regard you as a friend along the way, even though you saved our lives.
I always thought you had bad intentions, but now it seems that it was old Pan Duo who thought about it. I will treat you to this meal, but I will wait until I meet Pan Ta's wife before I tell you."
Chen Yunsheng nodded, pointed to the only inn on the street and said, "I'll wait for you here. If you don't come before sunset, we'll leave."
Pan Jia nodded solemnly and drove the camel cart towards the end of the street. Liu Xiaoshan looked at Chen Yunsheng and said, "You really love making friends. You can call anyone you know a brother."
Chen Yunsheng looked at Pan Jia's back and said: "Sometimes I feel that I am very similar to him. I work hard all day long, as if this life is not my own."
Liu Xiaoshan walked into the inn, turned around and smiled slyly: "Of course your life is not your own, it is mine."
Chen Yunsheng walked into the inn with a smile on his face. The structure of this inn is very simple, a two-story building with bunk beds for people above and several rough wooden tables below. It is not easy to find such thick wood to make tables in the Gobi.
After the two people sat down, the shopkeeper lazily walked over and said in Bahuang's unique accent: "We have a meeting today, do you want to?"
Chen Yunsheng heard another meaning from his words, "We only have noodles here today. If you don't want them, just ask."
Chen Yunsheng waved his hand. He had no intention of tasting the pasta in this place where supplies were extremely scarce. He only wanted to spend the afternoon quietly with Liu Xiaoshan. Ever since they set foot on the land of Bahuang, there had not been a day as leisurely as today.
"How are you going to deal with the mother of sandworms? Or maybe you don't believe in that legend at all." Liu Xiaoshan got to the point.
Chen Yunsheng hesitated for a moment and said: "I believe that the Hermit God will not leave a waste as the guardian beast of the final place. To be honest, I haven't figured out how to deal with this monster. It's okay to just be a mother of sandworms. If it's still
If there are swarms of sandworms, I’m afraid it won’t be fun.”
Liu Xiaoshan sighed and said: "You are right, but I'm afraid there won't be only one sandworm in that place. We have to prepare for the worst. I have an idea, although it's not yet formed, maybe we can try it..."
Halfway through Liu Xiaoshan's words, the door of the inn was suddenly pushed open, and Pan Jia's frightened eyes appeared behind the door.
"Nantian!" There was a hint of crying in Pan Jia's voice. Chen Yunsheng knew that something big must have happened, otherwise this resolute man would not be like this.
"I'm here, what can I do?"
Panga said hurriedly: "I, can I ask you something? My brother's son was captured by sand bandits."
Chen Yunsheng was stunned and said: "Don't worry, speak clearly. Didn't you say that bandits have their own moral principles?"
Pan Jia nodded and said hastily: "Yes, the sand bandits are moral. But something is wrong this time. They want to sacrifice my little nephew to the sand worms."
The manager of the inn heard what Pan Jia said and said calmly: "I said Pan Jia, it was decided by drawing lots. Everyone in the town participated in the drawing. There is nothing unfair."
"But my brother died on the road. He was eaten by sandworms." Panga said loudly.
The shopkeeper shook his head slightly and said: "Poor man, but the rules must not be broken. Do you know how serious the sandworms were here some time ago? Three people have died in the town. This year the insects came much earlier for some reason.
, it catches people off guard. You have to believe Lord Shatou Geya and Black Eagle, everything is fair."