Deep in the Shiwan Mountains of southern Xinjiang, an ordinary shower sometimes seems to become an unforgettable nightmare.
Especially in some mountains and valleys where it is difficult for air to circulate, rain is a terrible disaster.
As Gesang said, the Hundred Thousand Mountains have existed for too long. Over a long period of time, after the decay of dead branches and leaves and the corpses of beasts, miasma will form. Most of the miasma will be blown away by the monsoon and disappear.
In heaven and earth.
However, due to the special terrain of southern Xinjiang, with continuous mountains and overlapping peaks, some valleys are dead valleys.
What is Death Valley?
It is surrounded by mountains on all sides, with no entrance to the canyon at all. It looks like a large crater made by a meteorite.
This kind of valley is very dangerous. Every time it rains, the miasma hidden in the dead leaves underground will be emitted. Moreover, this miasma is different from the rainbow seven-color miasma in the dead lake. It does not have too bright colors and is gray, like
The morning mist is general.
Miasma exists in many places in the human world. Most miasma is afraid of rain. When it rains, miasma will be much thinner. The only exception is the miasma in Southern Xinjiang and Dead Lake. Rain will only make the miasma in these two places more ferocious.
Only four days after leaving Tianhuo Dong, we encountered seven miasma valleys. At first, everyone thought that the gray layer in the mountains and forests was the mist in the mountains. After being reminded by Gesang, they realized that it was miasma.
Fortunately, these people who enter the mountain have extremely high cultivation levels, and the defensive air shields they have deployed can isolate the miasma two or three feet away from the body. The most surprising thing is that among those who often appear in the miasma
There are actually animals living in the valleys and jungles, including beasts and monsters, and even flowers and plants. From the outside, the miasma areas are no different from other places. However, the plants and animals living in the miasma,
Everything is poisonous. Even a grass or a beautiful flower under your feet is poisonous. Seeing everyone marveling, Gesang said: "No matter how bad the external environment is, life will follow the external environment to carry out its own transformation."
Evolve and metamorphose to find a way of survival that suits you. Just like a person, if he lives in a dark underground cave all year round without seeing light, his eyes will degenerate and his hearing will become more and more sensitive after a few decades.
.If he reproduces for a few more generations, maybe his descendant will be a monster without eyes. The southern border is not obvious yet. If you have the opportunity to have a chance to go to the western swamp, you can understand this more intuitively. When it comes to the toxicity of miasma, southern
The miasma in the Xinjiang Mountains is naturally far inferior to the rainbow seven-color miasma in the Great Swamp. Even cultivators will be in danger of life if they inhale too much rainbow seven-color miasma. However, there is never any danger in the death swamp.
Lack of life, as small as a leech, as large as a black water snake. It is always surrounded by poisonous miasma
Surviving in the air makes the trees, flowers, plants, and wild animals in the Dead Pond inherently toxic. This is the theory of self-evolution of species proposed by a famous cultivator in ancient times in Middle-earth. Natural selection of the fittest.
Survive."
Everyone was a well-informed and smart person, and after being explained by Kelsang, they understood what was going on with these poisonous flowers, plants and animals.
Gesang had been to Dawu Mountain more than ten years ago, so she was very familiar with the road to Dawu Mountain. She tried her best to avoid the areas where foreign tribes and powerful beasts and monsters in southern Xinjiang frequented. In the past few days, she had been leading everyone on Shiwanda Mountain.
Going around and around.
They passed through a canyon filled with the miasma of death and climbed over a huge mountain. Everyone was wet.
The weather in southern Xinjiang made Ye Xiaochuan and others suffer a lot. They stood halfway up the mountain and looked at both sides of the mountain. The sun was setting in the south, and the scenery was breathtaking. But in the north, there were clouds, lightning and thunder. They were only two feet apart.
Three miles apart, it seems like two extremes.
Gesang shook off the water drops on his bamboo hat, took it off, and said to everyone: "It's getting dark. We can't go any further. We'll camp out on the mountain in front of us tonight."
The mountain in front of us was relatively bare, with no tall trees. There was a small river winding by the foot. We couldn't live in the trees tonight, so everyone started to set up tents, and Gesang took out his bamboo flute.
, took Wangcai and played around the camp for a while, using the sound of the flute to drive away the poisonous insects and poisons living around the camp. Several righteous disciples, carrying large sacks in their hands, followed Kelsang.
After those terrible poisonous insects were driven away, they grabbed the pungent five-poison powder from the sacks and sprinkled it on the ground.
They have been living on the treetops for the past few days, and a few foodies have long wanted to offer sacrifices to the Five Zang Temple. They got the chance tonight, and asked Ye Xiaochuan to cook a delicious meal for everyone.
Faced with the lustful power of the fairies and foodies, Ye Xiaochuan dared not speak out in anger.
A lot of ingredients are purchased at Yulong Village, and everyone's Qiankun bags are stuffed with everything.
For example, Gu Pan'er bought hundreds of kilograms of bacon by himself, and he didn't know how long it would take him to finish it.
Seeing the lumps of bacon being pulled out of the Qiankun bag by Gu Pan'er, Ye Xiaochuan planned to make bacon rice for everyone tonight.
As soon as he put the big pot on the shelf, he saw Zhu Changshui dragging two people over to eat. One was a fair and beautiful girl, her skin was whiter than snow, with long legs and big eyes, and she was outrageously beautiful. The other was short and short in stature.
, short, fat, and dark-skinned.
Who are Liu Quanwu and his sister Liu Tong?
This time, among the Shushan gangsters, Zhu Changshui was the only one who followed Ye Xiaochuan to southern Xinjiang. Zhao Shilin, Yang Quanyong, and Chen Youdao were too low in cultivation. They were either in the Yukong realm or in the Yuanshen realm. Only Zhu Changshui was at the seventh level of out-of-body experience.
realm.
Along the way, Ye Xiaochuan had not seen Zhu Changshui a few times. He followed Liu Tong every day and showed great courtesy. He was still thinking about how far this guy could put more emphasis on sex than friends.
To be honest, although Fatty Liu's cultivation has broken through the realm of Lingji and became the worship elder of Cangyun Sect, no matter how hard he tried in the past few years, he has never been able to integrate into the inner circle of Cangyun Sect's elite disciples.
And this inner circle includes Ye Xiaochuan, Gu Jianchi, Sun Yao, Yun Qiyou, Ning Xiangruo, Gu Pan'er, Zhao Wuji and other Samsara Peak disciples, as well as Du Chun, Li Wendao and Qi Feiyuan from Cangyun's Four Meridians.
It was composed of Chu Tianxing, Su Qin and others. In the final analysis, Fatty Liu did it himself. In the minds of Cangyun disciples, this short fat man could never take off the label of a smuggler. Even Gu Jianchi was too lazy to do so.
To win over him, although he has been one of the influential figures in Cangyun Sect in the past two or three years, his status has always been lower than that of Ye Xiaochuan and others.
many.
Among the 300 people on this trip to southern Xinjiang, Fatty Liu's cultivation level was very advanced, so he kept fighting the autumn wind on the periphery. However, Zhu Changshui, whose cultivation level was a full level lower than him, was free to fight with Ye Xiaochuan and others.
The core disciples of Cangyun Sect are chatting and laughing. This is the gap.
