Under the blazing sun is an endless sea of yellow sand!
Suddenly, there was quicksand running on a hill, and a pile of desert sand exploded on the ground. The great wizard Wu Shuo jumped out from it with a young man on his back.
"Boy, what's going on? Can you still hold on?"
Wu Shuo looked up at the sunlight above his head to identify the direction, and asked the young man behind him.
The young man opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of fine sand, and said stubbornly: "Uncle Wu, just let me go, and I can leave by myself!"
"Don't talk about those useless things. Your father entrusted you to me. If something goes wrong in my hands, where will your uncle and I put my face in the future?"
Wu Shuo had figured out the direction at this time, but he did not need to fly away. Instead, he inserted his feet directly into the sand, and then the sea of sand on the ground began to flow, like a rushing river, carrying him all the way north.
However, at this moment, a voice came from far behind him: "Wushuo, you can't escape. As long as you hand over Yang Junshan's son, you will still be the deacon elder of the tribe."
Wu Shuo turned a deaf ear to the sounds coming from behind him.
However, the voice seemed to have no end, and continued: "Wushuo, are you going to betray your own race for the son of a human monk? By handing over that child, not only will everything you have done be forgotten, but you will also be responsible for the consequences.
The tribe has made great achievements.”
At this moment, an oasis suddenly appeared in the originally bare sea of sand in front of Wu Shuo. Perhaps because it had just been formed, there were no monks gathering in this oasis.
Wu Shuo's original sand escape magical power collapsed on its own due to the emergence of the oasis, especially the emergence of a small lake in the oasis. In desperation, Wu Shuo could only flee on the sand with Yang Qinkun on his back.
However, perhaps because he was at the end of his life, when Wu Shuo fled to the oasis, he was finally chased by the two men behind him.
Wu Shuo glanced at the two of them, then turned his eyes to a witch and said, "Lanying, I didn't expect it to be you. Aren't all your Jumang tribe members staying in the Liangyu Mountains?"
Witch Lan Ying glanced at Yang Qinkun who came down from behind Wu Shuo and said: "Yang Junshan has a grudge against me."
Wu Shuo turned to look at the other great wizard and said, "Kuai Ju, are you going to betray me for a human child?"
The great witch known as Kuaju smiled coldly and said: "He is not an ordinary human child. His father is Yang Junshan. Do you know how many forces are trying to take advantage of him now, and you and I have always been competing for the throne of the tribe.
Chief, now that such a good handle is in my hands, how could I turn a blind eye?"
Wu Shuo sighed: "I didn't expect you to be such a person. Believe it or not, I never thought of competing with you for the leadership of the tribe. Moreover, the Yang family of Xishan was very helpful to the tribe. It was the most difficult time for the tribe.
Because of the exchange with Yang's caravan, we finally survived and grew stronger. We heroes of the Wu clan have always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges. What is the difference between what you did today and ungratefulness?"
Kuaju said with a gloomy face: "Stop talking nonsense, today you have to pay for this child even if you don't scream!"
Wu Shuo put down Yang Qinkun behind him and asked him to stay away from the oasis to avoid being affected by the war, and then said: "In this case, let's do it once!"
Kua Ju waited for these words, and without saying a word, he stirred up the desert sand all over the sky with his fist, turned into a huge sand fist, and hit Wu Shuo on the head.
At the same time, the witch Lan Ying reached out and made a move, and the vegetation in the oasis suddenly grew rapidly, and then a series of vine whips wrapped around Wu Shuo's body, and wooden spears continued to stab Wu Shuo's body.
However, at this moment, the small pool of water in the oasis suddenly exploded, and the water splashes all over the sky quickly condensed into crystal clear ice cones in the mid-air, and then made a sharp roar in the mid-air, blowing the exaggerated
The huge sand fist stabbed holes all over it, and froze all the vegetation in the oasis into ice sculptures.
At the same time, Wu Shuo also took action in an instant. The same deserted sand spun violently under his control, and at the moment when Kuaju was broken by the ice pick, he took the opportunity to wrap the sand vortex around his body.
On the body.
It was like holding a steel file to grind the flesh on the body. Even though Kuaju, a great witch, had a strong physical body, it was difficult to hold on under Wu Shuo's magical power. Almost in the blink of an eye, Kuaju's arm was
Almost a layer of meat has been worn away.
The witch next to her, Lan Ying, knew that nothing could be done, so she quickly stepped in to help Kuaju break through the sand whirlpool, and the two of them flew back together.
After the dust that was originally stirred up by the instant fight gradually dispersed, there was still an oasis where Wu Shuo was originally located, but there was also an additional witch, a female great witch like Lan Ying.
"From the Xuanming tribe?" Lan Ying asked, looking at the witch next to Wu Shuo.
Jiuli chuckled, but did not answer. Instead, he mocked Wu Shuo beside him: "Look, I said that your tribe is too soft, but you insist on it because you are from the same lineage of Houtu.
How about you stay there, son? If you treat someone else as a clan member, they may not treat you as a clan member. It doesn’t feel good to be betrayed, right?"
Wu Shuo could only smile bitterly when he heard this.
Being ignored by the people in front of her, the female witch Lanying could only snort heavily.
The boast on the side stopped the dripping blood on his left arm. Regardless of the layer of flesh worn off on his arm, he pointed at Wu Shuo and cursed: "Okay, Wu Shuo, your brother eats the inside and outside, and actually colludes with people from other tribes.
In collusion with them, do you all want to be the lackeys of the human race?"
Jiuli's face suddenly turned cold. He stared at Kuaju and asked Wu Shuo, "If you kill this person, you will definitely be the leader of that coward tribe?"
When Wu Shuo heard this, his face suddenly changed with fright. He pointed at the two of them and said "you, you, you" for a long time, but he quickly stepped back, fearing that he would be caught up by Jiu Li if he walked too slowly.
The female great witch Lanying took a deep look at the two of them, and then stepped back.
Seeing that the danger was lifted, Jiu Li turned around and glanced behind him, only to find Yang Qinkun crouching behind a sand dune and looking towards them. Although the battle just happened and ended quickly, the four Taoist wizards fought against each other, and Tu Qi
There was flying sand and rocks between the falcons, which was earth-shattering, but this kid didn't seem to be frightened at all.
A look of satisfaction suddenly appeared on Jiu Li's face, and he waved to Yang Qinkun. After he came over, he said directly: "Boy, call me aunt and let me hear you."
Yang Qinkun came to the two great witches obediently. After hearing Jiuli's instructions, he whispered: "Why is it aunt again!"
Jiuli's eyebrows suddenly stood up, and he twisted his ears with his skill. He ignored the boy's yelling and said in a cold voice: "Boy, what did you just say?"
Wu Shuo smiled bitterly and looked at Jiu Li, who still looked childish, and advised: "Forget it, there is no elder like you, let's talk about our plans next."
Jiu Li loosened the hand that was twisting his ears, then clapped his hands together and said, "It's easy to say, I've thought about it a long time ago."
After saying that, without waiting for Wu Shuo's questioning look, he put his arm around Yang Qinkun's shoulders and said, "Nephew, tell your aunt, how are you doing with the body refining technique your father taught you?"
Yang Qinkun, a half-year-old boy, also had a careless temper. He didn't care at all that he had been repaired by this "aunt" whom he had just met. Hearing this, he patted his chest and said loudly: "It goes without saying that I have been practicing since I was a child. Don't worry.
I dare not say, at least it is invincible at the same level!"
Hearing this, Jiuli praised: "Auntie, I just like your bragging temperament. You are like a member of the Wu Clan. Let's go. Auntie will take you to the Guagu Glacier to play."
After saying that, he put an arm around his shoulder and pulled him around half a circle, almost holding Yang Qinkun and walking away.
"Hey, aunt, aunt, please tell me first where the Guagu Glacier is. Why does it sound a little creepy?" Yang Qinkun staggered far away.
"Don't worry, my aunt has prepared a big opportunity for you there. I heard that you have a brother and a sister. Let me tell you, aunt, they will definitely envy you by then. Do you think my aunt is right for you?"
Very good, very biased, you name it!"
Jiuli's voice in the wind and sand had become intermittent. Wu Shuo looked at the two people walking away with a wry smile, and could only follow behind quickly——
It is said that after Yang Junshan left Thunder Swamp, he was actually just to prevent being encountered by people from Zixiao Pavilion. In fact, he did not go far, but found a hill at the junction of Leizhou and Huzhou, directly underground
He opened a simple cave and started practicing in seclusion.
After surviving three lightning tribulations in succession, he condensed two natal Taoist arts and two natal immortal arts, which almost emptied Yang Junshan's Dantian essence accumulated over the years.
If he hadn't successfully broken through the body refining technique at the last moment and entered the blood exchange realm, igniting the pure Yang blood and bringing him the support of majestic vitality, then he would not have been able to fight with the thunder tribulation monks from outside the territory after transcending the tribulation.
He survived the series of battles with Taoist Miaohuang, and it was even more impossible to go through the Thunder Well Passage to the outside world and discover the secrets of Zixiao Pavilion and the Sanqing Sect.
However, even so, by the time Yang Junshan left Thunder Swamp, he was almost in a state of exhaustion.
In this simple crypt, which is like a groundhog's nest expanded several times, Yang Junshan has been in retreat for a whole year. However, at this time, he is only about to enter the Thunder Tribulation Realm.
My cultivation level has been completely consolidated, and I don’t know when the original energy consumed before will be fully recovered.
However, after his cultivation was completely consolidated, Yang Junshan no longer had any worries. As for the loss of original energy, it was only a matter of time.
This also gave Yang Junshan time to consider other things while in seclusion. For example, if the secret of the Thunder Well Passage was leaked, would there be a Taoist Huang Ting in the cultivation world who would take the risk to try to ascend to immortality at the other end of the Thunder Well Passage?
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After all, the lightning shield on the entrance of the mine well is so thin that it seems like it can be pierced with just one hand.