After successfully coming out of Wanshe Gorge, the entire convoy fell into a kind of ecstasy of surviving the disaster. The previous solemn atmosphere had completely disappeared. Everyone was talking about what happened before.
That scene, the terrifying strength displayed by that mysterious strong man, was quite a shock to them.
"Haha, just now Xia Mang's hairy snake ran away like a stupid snake that was knocked unconscious. It was really enjoyable. Although it was almost killed, I could see the famous evil snake Xia Mang looking so embarrassed.
It’s worth it.”
"This is also the reason why the senior is so powerful. According to what Xia Mang said, the senior should be an alchemist. According to my guess, he is probably at least a sixth-grade alchemist. Otherwise, it would be difficult to use the power of his soul to make alchemists.
Xia Mang retreated in shock."
"Tsk tsk, a sixth-grade alchemist. I remember that the chief alchemist of our Han family is only a fifth-grade alchemist, right? And just like that, even the head of the family is very polite when he sees him."
"Yes, we were lucky this time, but it's a pity that we didn't get to see that senior, a sixth-grade alchemist. Even if you look at Tianbei City, he is a top-notch existence."
"Stop dreaming. Masters naturally have the arrogance of masters. We have to kowtow and thank you for saving him."
Xiao Yan was sitting in the carriage. Hearing the lively conversations outside, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Fortunately, he didn't show up...
While Xiao Yan was sighing secretly, someone suddenly opened the car curtain. Immediately, Han Chong strode in with a smile on his face, threw a water bag to the former, and said with a smile: "You're not scared, are you?"
Xiao Yan took the water bag, took a sip, nodded with a smile, and said softly: "It's not bad."
"Alas, we were lucky this time. We met a senior to help. Otherwise, I'm afraid we would all have died in Wanshe Gorge." Han Chong also sat down in the carriage and said with a thankful face: "But
Speaking of which, that senior is really nice. Unless he is an acquaintance, few people would mind his own business."
Xiao Yan smiled. Han Chong in front of him seemed to have been greatly frightened in the canyon just now. Now he vomited it all out in one breath. As for his continuous praise of the mysterious "senior" who took action,
Xiao Yan could only nod his head with a slightly weird look on his face.
After nagging for nearly ten minutes, Han Chong finally stopped talking with some unfinished thoughts, smiled at Xiao Yan, and said: "Now that we have passed the Wanshe Gorge, the road is basically smooth. Although there are some obstacles along the way,
There are some bandit refugees, but they are not a threat to us. Originally we would not pass through Wanshe Gorge this time, but we encountered wind and sand in the desert and deviated from some directions. If we go back again, it will take a very long time.
There is no time, so I can only bite the bullet and walk this way."
"Brother Han, how long is the journey from here to Tianbei City?" Xiao Yan was a little confused. He was still wondering why the Han family did not send strong men to meet them even though they knew that Han Xue and others were going to pass through Wanshe Gorge.
Now when he heard it, it turned out that their route had changed. He nodded slightly, hesitated, and suddenly asked.
"If everything goes well, there will be about six days left." Han Chong pondered for a moment and said.
"Six days..." Hearing this, Xiao Yan murmured in a low voice, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. In six days, most of his injuries should be healed. In those cities, the strongest people there
There must be a lot of them. If you don't regain your strength as soon as possible, you may be in trouble. After all, no matter where you are, only when you have strength can you have the right to speak and the power to protect yourself.
He planned to start inquiring about the Soul Palace when he arrived at Tianbei City. If possible, he would go to the Burning Flame Valley and obtain the remaining two transformations of the Three Mysterious Transformations of Sky Fire. With these two transformations, even if he did not use
Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus should be able to compete head-on with the strong men of Douzong.
Han Chong was unaware of Xiao Yan's thoughts, so after chatting with him for a while, he told him to take a good rest and got off the carriage.
The convoy traveled south along the main road, heading towards Tianbei City, which was still some distance away. Because everyone knew that Xiao Yan was seriously injured, few people came to disturb him after Han Chong, and this gave him a lot of trouble.
Give him some quiet time to practice.
The jolting of the vehicle continued for a period of time before slowly stopping again. Xiao Yan on the vehicle opened his eyes and glanced at the sky, knowing that the convoy was about to set up camp again. In this area of the desert, traveling at night is quite difficult.
It is dangerous and inefficient, so few people will travel overnight.
After an afternoon of adjusting his breath, the severe pain in Xiao Yan's body had weakened a lot, and he could even detect some fighting energy flowing in the meridians, although it was still quite weak compared to the past.
It's tiny, but the speed at which the injury heals is quite gratifying.
After the vehicle stopped, Xiao Yan also opened the curtain and walked out. He knew Han Xue's temperament, so he didn't want to be caught and taught a lesson by her again.
After getting off the carriage, Xiao Yan carried some tent frames and walked toward the camping spot selected by Han Chong and others. However, every few steps he took, he smelled a faint fragrance coming from the front, and he paused.
He raised his head, looked at Han Xue in front of him, smiled at her and nodded.
Han Xueqiao stood on some gravel, her beautiful eyes staring at the young man in front of her. He was dressed in rough linen clothes, which made him look a little more ordinary. His face was somewhat delicate, not handsome, but quite attractive.
He seemed to be the kind of man who became more and more interesting the more he looked at her. His beautiful eyes met each other's eyes, but Han Xue was slightly startled. Those dark eyes did not have the same aura as when others saw her.
Among the restlessness and uncertainty, there is only a calmness with a slight smile, like a deep pool of water, with no ripples.
"What's the matter, Miss Han Xue?" When Han Xue stared at Xiao Yan, the latter couldn't stand her gaze, so he spoke first and said with a smile.
Hearing this, Han Xue fluttered her eyelashes slightly, then slowly stretched out her jade hand, and finally grabbed Xiao Yan's arm amidst the astonished gazes of the surrounding people, and a detecting fighting spirit quickly passed into Xiao Yan's eyes.
in vivo.
Feeling the fighting spirit entering his body, Xiao Yan's expression did not change at all. As soon as his mind moved, the fighting spirit in his body immediately dispersed into his meridians.
After the fighting energy penetrated her body, she had no choice but to return along the way, and finally returned to Han Xue's body. Then she slowly let go of her jade hand, with a flash of disappointment in her eyes. It seemed that her inexplicable guess was indeed very good.
There was no way out. The only thing she could find in Xiao Yan's body was the extremely serious internal injuries in Xiao Yan's body...
"It's okay." Shaking her head, Han Xue glanced at the tent frame carried on Xiao Yan's shoulders and said, "You are seriously injured internally, so you don't have to work. Let others do these things."
"Haha, no need. Although I'm injured, I'm not a useless person." Xiao Yan smiled heartily, shook his head, and then, holding on to his cloak, he walked around Han Xue and walked toward Han Chong and others.
She tilted her head slightly and stared at the thin back. Han Xue couldn't help but laugh at herself. She actually had such unrealistic thoughts. Judging from her appearance, Xiao Yan was probably about the same age as her.
Given your age, even if you are a genius in cultivation, it would be difficult for you to be able to frighten away the powerful Dou Huang with just two languages, right?
"It seems like it's really just good luck..."
The night in the desert is still so cold and desolate. A faint silver light shrouds the endless land. Standing on a high place, you can't see the end at a glance.
It was quite quiet inside the camp, with only the occasional crackle of the fire burning. Outside the camp, there were many secret whistles walking back and forth to protect the camp.
In a somewhat crude tent in the camp, Xiao Yan was sitting cross-legged. His body had once again been coated with the medicinal liquid used in cultivation, and traces of energy were gushing out from the surrounding heaven and earth, and then smoothly
Following Xiao Yan's breath, it was poured into his body.
The fighting spirit in his body was increasing bit by bit, and the feeling of strength slowly returned to Xiao Yan's powerless body.
This kind of practice continued for a long time. When the morning light gradually appeared in the desert sky, Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes. However, in those opened eyes, there was an unconcealable feeling.
shock.
The palms of his hands slowly spread out, and a stream of green fighting energy slowly poured out. Xiao Yan's eyes were fixed on this ball of fighting energy, and he vaguely saw a trace of light silver energy... It seemed to be...
"The power of space?"
Taking a deep breath, a look of surprise gradually appeared in Xiao Yan's eyes. The power of space is one of the magical powers that one must at least reach the Douzong level before he can barely control it. Before reaching that level,
, even a strong man at the peak of Dou Huang is not qualified to possess and control it. However, the trace of silver energy that appears in Xiao Yan's fighting spirit is truly the power of space!
"This power of space seems to have been left in the body when it was destroyed by the power of space in the space channel. Then due to some reasons, it did not dissipate and was instead integrated into the fighting spirit... Sure enough...
It's a combination of misfortune and blessing."
Xiao Yan looked deep in thought, and after a moment, he murmured in a low voice.
"But no matter what...now I seem to have some ability to control space. Although it is very weak, I really have it..."
A smile slowly appeared at the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth, his palm stretched out, and then he suddenly grasped it, and as he grasped it, the space in front of him actually appeared slightly distorted!