The long stretch of yellow sand extends from the feet to the horizon. The top of the head is blue and the feet are gray and yellow. Looking into the distance, the blue gradually turns to white, and the gray and yellow gradually turns to white. In the end, the white of the sky and the white of the sand become one, and it can no longer be seen.
Wherever there is the sky, there is sand.
Xiao Buyi stood on the top of the tallest remaining building among the ruins and looked far into the distance, taking in the entire ruins clearly.
The broken walls and ruins are connected together, and the rubble is piled on top of each other. Nothing special can be seen.
It was as if a picture called "time" was unfolding in front of them, but there was nothing independent of time in this picture.
It feels like...even if there were any ingenious machine formations here, they have now lost their power with the passage of time, lost in the long river of time, and integrated with this ruins.
Xiao Buyi's face looked ugly. Ever since he arrived here, his face had not looked good and it was getting worse.
He ran around the ancient city, stopping occasionally, searching for every ruin that he thought might be a place of inheritance; he flew into the sky with his magic weapon, flying in circles over the ancient city, carefully checking every trace on the ground.
He followed the trajectory of the streets and walls to speculate on whether there was any formation; he also spread his magic power without restraint, hoping to use the unique magic power of the Buyi Shenxiang sect to awaken the sleeping mechanism.
But he found nothing and never found what he was looking for.
In the end, he could only stand on the top of a half-collapsed tower, staring blankly at the entire ruins.
"Where exactly is it?" He asked himself, his expression full of worry and pain, "Could it be that... it's really gone?"
Wu Jie did not act with him, but stood outside the ruins, waiting calmly for him to find the place of inheritance.
"Aren't you going to help?" Momoda asked in a low voice, "Although I don't know what you are looking for, two people can find it faster than one person."
"It's not convenient for me to interfere. It's a test for his sect to select disciples." Wu Jie shook his head and asked, "Didn't you keep muttering on the way that you wanted to go to Kyushu as soon as possible to join the Shingon Sect? Why are you still wasting time here?"
"I figured it out. As long as I follow you, she won't be able to kill me. In this case, why don't I take a good rest?" The great monk from the West put on a rogue face, "If I leave now, I will definitely
Another endless pursuit. So why should I leave?"
Wu Jie frowned and said nothing.
He didn't like the feeling of being used, but thinking of the result of Xiao Buyi's reading of these two people's faces, he suppressed his unhappiness.
Meeting each other was fate. He had no grievances or enmities with these two people, so he was naturally happy to see them turn their hostility into friendship.
Or at least, he didn't want these two people to die in confusion and fighting.
What monks pursue is immortality. If they die just like that, wouldn't the things we are striving for and the dreams we have been chasing become a joke?
He didn't speak, nor did the female assassin not far away.
She sat motionless in the shadow under a stone, looking as if she was dead. But everyone knew that she was just resting to keep herself in the best condition to face the battle.
As a warrior who is always ready to fight, and maybe even ready to die, she will not waste time and energy on boring conversations.
Wu Jie waited for a while, while Xiao Buyi was still watching carefully on the top of the tower, looking for possible clues.
In other words, still finding nothing.
So he shook his head, found a shade to sit down, and took out a bamboo tube to drink water.
His mission is to wait for Xiao Buyi to find the entrance to the place of inheritance, and then help him open the entrance. Now that he has not even found the entrance, naturally there is nothing wrong with him.
This is a challenge that Xiao Buyi must face alone, a problem that must be solved alone. If he can't even do this, then he might as well give up on obtaining the inheritance of Buyi's divine image and just be an ordinary casual cultivator.
It's not that Wu Jie is unreasonable, and it's not that he deliberately makes things difficult for Xiao Buyi. This is what every sect in the world does.
Just like when Wu Jie and the others participated in the entrance selection of Qingyang Guan, An Ziqing, as the most outstanding young generation of the "Shendan Anjia", an important branch of Qingyang Guan, also needs to accept the assessment according to the rules and does not receive any external help; Wu Jie is
Jiang An fulfilled his last wish and won the gratitude and respect of this uncle, but he could not enter directly. He had to run back to Niutoushan and climb the stone steps.
The entrance examination not only tests the disciple's talent and character, but also tests the relationship between the disciple and the sect.
In Wu Jie's opinion, there should be no problem with Xiao Buyi's talent and character, but it is uncertain whether he is really of the same lineage as Buyi's god.
But he had secretly decided that even if Xiao Buyi failed to successfully obtain the inheritance of Buyi's divine appearance, he would still invite him to join the Ming Cult.
The position of leader of the Ming Cult has always been reserved for the Holy Goddess who will be reborn, but as a new sect, it is definitely beneficial and harmless to have more elders in the sect.
He had even thought about it. If Xiao Buyi failed to obtain the inheritance of Buyi's Divine Appearance, he would go to the library to look for it to see if he could find Buyi's Divine Appearance there or other legacy left by senior masters who were famous for their fortune-telling.
thing.
If everything goes well, he can even go to the second floor of the library to apply for a book of exercises useful to Xiao Buyi.
Those on the third floor are all fundamental Dafa and must not be taught to outsiders. But those on the second floor are generally acceptable, as long as they fulfill the requirements of the sect.
Xiao Buyi has a good character and it is worth his time and effort to apply for a book of exercises from the second floor.
Time slowly passed, the sun gradually turned westward, and the sunlight dragged the shadow of the ruined tower on the ground for a long time. The lonely figure on the top of the tower looked particularly desolate in the increasingly strong evening breeze.
Wu Jie sighed and shouted over there: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, please take a rest first! There is still plenty of time, so don't worry!"
Xiao Buyi came back to his senses after hearing this, shook his head, sighed, and was about to turn around and leave the ruined tower when his eyes suddenly focused on the eastern horizon.
"Someone's coming again!"
Wu Jie was stunned, and flew into the air with his sword light. Sure enough, he saw four figures wrapped in thick white robes, riding on a sand sled, coming from the wind and sand.
These four people seem to be the type who have very rich experience in the desert. Their attire is the most suitable for operating in the desert, and the sand sleds they use are special vehicles that only professionals can use.
This kind of sand sled, which looks somewhat similar to a windsurfing board on Earth, can easily travel in the desert with the help of wind. It can not only save a lot of physical energy, but also can carry a lot of supplies. It is the best means of transportation for desert travel.
There are many rare materials in the desert, the most common of which are some special ores and many rare gems, which attract many treasure hunters. Even camels cannot penetrate the deserts of this world. If you want to go deep into the desert to hunt for treasures
If so, the only thing you can ride is a sand sled.
Even for monks with great supernatural powers, unless they are successful in martial arts and can fly at high speed, it is better to get a sand sled for convenience.
There are probably only two types of people who travel in the desert without using sand sleds. One type is like the monks and killers, who have no time to prepare the sand sleds when something unexpected happens. The other type is like Wu Jie and Xiao Buyi, who do not know how to use sand sleds.
Sand sled.
Before setting off, Wu Jie and Xiao Buyi also bought a sand sled. Unfortunately, it was very troublesome to operate. Without practicing for ten days and a half, they would not be able to operate it freely. They really didn't have that much time to waste, so they had to
Just walk on your legs.
Anyway... they run very fast...
Of course, even if ordinary people have sand sleds, they cannot go too far into the desert. At least where Wu Jie and the others are now, it is said that it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to reach it.
Wu Jie slowly flew to Xiao Buyi's side and told him what he saw. Both of their faces looked gloomy, and a bad premonition arose in their hearts.
They deliberately found this ruins that was almost located in the core area of the desert, and made full preparations, and there were more than one person... This inevitably reminded them of themselves.
Could it be that... those people are just like them, trying to obtain the inheritance of commoner gods?
The two looked at each other the same way, and simply stopped waiting and went forward to greet him.
The two groups of people soon met in the windy and sandy sky under the setting sun, but the circumstances of their meeting were a bit unexpected.
When Wu Jie and Xiao Buyi landed in front of the sand sled from the air, before they could say anything, one of the four passengers on the sand sled shouted in surprise.
"Eldest brother?! Why are you also in the desert? Are you also looking for Li Buyi's relics?"
Wu Jie was slightly startled and looked around. He saw the tall and strong man pulling off his hood, revealing a square face with Chinese characters. There was a terrible scar from his forehead to the center of his eyebrows, which made him look...
Extremely ferocious.
"Junior brother Yan? Are you also here to help others obtain the inheritance of commoner gods?"
This strong man is none other than Wu Jie's junior brother and one of the two martial arts monks among the twenty-seventh generation disciples of Qingyang Temple, Yanfeng.
With Wu Jie and Yan Feng acting as buffers, the originally tense atmosphere immediately eased, and the two sides no longer assumed a hostile posture, but returned to the ruins together.
"Is this the ruins of the ancient city that hides the true inheritance of the ancestors?" The leader of the team, a man with a somewhat old voice, said in deep thought, "It seems that you haven't found the place of inheritance yet?"
"But we got there first after all!" Xiao Buyi replied without giving in.
"When it comes to orthodoxy disputes, first-come, first-served means nothing." The man smiled and asked, "If you arrive late, will you give up?"
Xiao Buyi snorted coldly and said unceremoniously: "If you come late, you have no luck. The most important thing in our industry is fate. You don't think that people who come late are more destined than those who come early, right?"
"Those who get it are destined to have it, and those who don't get it are destined to have no destiny." The man still smiled calmly, "Young people should not be so angry. I have seen too many people like you. Every one of them feels like they are
He was very capable and very lucky, but in the end, every one of them failed.”
"How noble are you this year?" Xiao Buyi asked with a sneer, "Don't think I don't know! Our sect of divination consumes a lot of life span, so you will be born to look much older than others. I don't think you can reach the level of Taoism.
Why, you are only sixty or seventy years old when you stand up to the sky, so why do you think you are a senior?"
The man laughed heartily and took off the white turban covering his head and face, revealing a slightly older face.
"My name is Su Lin, and I am a tree spirit. Although I am not of high moral character, I am already over 1,200 years old this year."
Xiao Buyi was stunned and shouted out loud: "Su Lin, the best fortune teller in the north?"
"No, he is the best fortune teller in the world!" Su Lin showed a proud look on his face, "If you want to ask who is the most suitable person in the world to be the successor of Bu Yi Shen Xiang, it can only be me!"
