Chapter 717 It’s Raining

When the eighth day came, the sun in the sky returned to one again. The temperature changed from the hot summer to the snowy winter. The solar terms in this place change very quickly, with a cycle of seven days.

The species in the desert will change with the changes in the celestial phenomena.

The gerbil spirit changed into seven species in these seven days. When the seventh day comes back, he will become a mouse in the sand cave again, and everything that happened before will be forgotten. This kind of forgetfulness is different from the previous forgetfulness. The gerbil will even forget the existence of Chen Luo.

Everything needs to be started from scratch.

"My king, I know a big brother. He is big and well fed."

The gerbil said flatteringly.

All this has happened before. For the gerbil, all this is new, but for Chen Luo, he has experienced similar scenes no less than ten times.

He was trapped in this place.

". Just wait until it rains."

Chen Luo did not listen to the repeated conversation.

He looked up at the three suns setting in the sky, and a thought came to his mind.

‘Will it really rain in this place? ’

No one knows the answer.

Chen Luo originally wanted to wait until it rained, and then take the initiative to go over there to investigate those black spots. Now it seems that this place is more weird than he expected. A desert without any trace of formations actually trapped him inside. The more than a thousand brains in the external brain, superimposed together, could not find a way out. There are too few clues available, and he knows nothing about this place. If you use nothing to calculate nothing, you will naturally get useless clues.

‘Calling the wind and rain cannot be performed. ’

The breath flew back, and the way of ‘actively’ raining also failed and could not be taken.

“It will definitely rain.”

The gerbil spirit said affirmatively. In his memory, he had seen a heavy rain not long ago.

But this not long ago

When exactly was it?

“There must be some places that are missing.”

Chen Luo took out the insect breeding bag from his sleeve, and the black crows of poisonous insects scattered.

In the previous reincarnations, he used paper cranes, puppets, and soul flags. In the end, none of these things came back. I don’t know if they were destroyed or lost their way. Every time the perception was automatically disconnected when the sun rose on the seventh day.

The clues fed back by these things were also the same, only the desert.

The desert with no visible edge, the wasteland that could not fly out.

In order to ensure that everything was foolproof, Chen Luo changed direction in the second seven days, but no matter how he changed, the desert would always be a desert. The black spot in the distance was always moving forward and would not get closer because of his position change.

The swarm of insects dispersed and merged into the desert like the puppets and paper cranes before.

Moving forward, they soon disappeared.

‘Star position, upper nine. ’

The brain that calculated the celestial phenomena gave a feedback. Every day Chen Luo would have new ideas, and each brain was remembering this place in its own way. Although most of them were repeated and useless, there were always a few different ones.

The brain that calculated the celestial phenomena was one of them.

Day 5.

A poisonous insect flew back.

Chen Luo extended his index finger and controlled the poisonous insect to land on the tip of his index finger. A picture he had never seen before appeared in his mind.

"Flying boat?!"

Chen Luo stood up quickly, and the spiritual energy rippled from his body, and the dust dissipated. His figure flashed, and turned into an arc and flew towards the direction of the change.

Far west, the same direction as the initial calculation of Tianji Brain.

The gerbil that turned into a toad spirit looked at Chen Luo who was going away, opened its mouth and croaked fiercely.

The sky.

A huge flying boat flew over from afar.

The flying boat was extremely large, almost a small island, with a wooden pavilion on it, surrounded by fairy mist. Before approaching Chen Luo, he felt waves of overflowing heat. These hot air turned into circular airflows, blocking the power in the desert. The complex forbidden array pattern flashed with light golden light, and two young monks with long swords on their backs stood on the edge of the flying boat, looking down at the desert below.

"No matter how many times you see the Land of Immortals, it will still shock you."

A man carrying a sword looked at the desert under his feet and couldn't help sighing.

"If you have the heart to sigh about these things, you might as well think about how to collect more sand snakes. If we fail to complete the mission, Elder Qu will not show us mercy." The slightly older man next to him replied.

Just as the two were talking, a stream of light penetrated the flying boat at lightning speed.

Instantly, the formation was bright.

The complex array patterns lit up like linear patterns, and the array patterns were connected together to form a spherical light curtain, protecting the flying boat in the middle. The stream of light hit the light curtain, and only a slight sound was heard. The figure seemed to be virtual, and it penetrated the light curtain directly and landed steadily on the deck of the flying boat.

"Be careful!"

The two were startled and subconsciously drew their swords.

"Who are you?"

The two came to their senses and looked at the uninvited guest who suddenly broke into the flying boat with a vigilant look. The Immortal Land is dangerous. For the disciples who come here to do the mission, the most fearful thing is the variable, because any variable may bring danger.

Chen Luo glanced at the two sword cultivators in front of him who were full of vigilance.

In the early stage of foundation building, he was unexpectedly weak.

The divine sense spread out, scanning the inside and outside of the flying boat. The inside of the flying boat was divided into thirteen layers, and dense array patterns were running in it.

Such a large flying boat, there were only two living people.

The "people" controlling the flying boat were all puppets. The puppetry in this place was very exquisite, and even the puppeteer in the external brain couldn't help but be interested. This was a puppetry technique he had never come into contact with before.

"This boat belongs to the Ancient Sword Sect. Both of us are outer disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect. This time we came here to perform the sect's mission. I hope the senior will help you."

When Chen Luo was observing the flying boat, the two people on the opposite side were also observing Chen Luo. After the divine sense of the slightly older sword cultivator on the left scanned Chen Luo, his face changed instantly, his tone became much more respectful, and even the address changed.

'There are nineteen syllable differences and different word orders, and we have basically mastered the communication. '

In the external brain, the brain proficient in language quickly fed back a message. With the brain of Brother Changqing, Chen Luo heard clearly what the two people said from the first sight, but he could only understand it. He didn't speak just now, just organizing and learning this language.

"You just said that you are disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect?"

Chen Luo didn't expect to meet people from the Ancient Sword Sect so soon. The cultivation of these two people was very different from the "Upper Nine Sects" he expected.

Hearing Chen Luo's question, the two sword cultivators looked at him strangely, not understanding why this senior asked a common sense question. But the older sword cultivator still patiently explained.

They are indeed from the Ancient Sword Sect.

Outer sect disciples.

There are no less than 100,000 similar outer sect disciples in this area. These people work under the name of the Ancient Sword Sect, helping the Ancient Sword Sect collect cultivation materials, refining pills, refining tools, runes, formations, etc. As long as the Ancient Sword Sect wants it, they will come out to collect it.

The Zhang brothers are affiliated with an outer sect deacon of the Ancient Sword Sect, specializing in the task of breeding poisonous insects. This kind of external disciple who is attached is like a temporary member of the sect. It is okay to scare the casual cultivators who have never seen the world, but in front of those seniors with profound cultivation, this identity is a joke.

"We brothers have accepted the task of collecting the gallbladder of the sand snake and come here to collect spiritual materials." Zhang Shi replied cautiously.

Just now, his younger brother Zhang Chen used the talisman given to him by Elder Qu to secretly measure the cultivation of the person in front of him.

As a result, the talisman that claimed to be able to sense the Yuanying ancestor burned to ashes before it was taken out. Zhang Chen was so scared that he couldn't speak clearly. Fortunately, his brother Zhang Shi was still stable and didn't reveal the truth. The person on the opposite side didn't notice the little movements of the two brothers.

Chen Luo nodded mysteriously.

Just at this moment, a silver light flashed.

Thunderbolt!

Lightning illuminated the sky, and dark clouds appeared out of thin air.

The weather had not changed for dozens of reincarnations. At the moment when the dark clouds appeared, light rain fell. At first it was just misty rain, but soon it turned into heavy rain. With the appearance of rain, the air around became obviously thicker, and the inexplicable atmosphere that filled the sky above the desert was washed away by the heavy rain.

"Senior, it's raining."

Zhang Shi saw that Chen Luo did not move, and could not help but remind him.

The Land of Immortals is different from other places. You can only enter and exit freely when it rains. If they want to collect the gallbladders of the sand snakes below, they must start when it rains and end before the rain stops, otherwise they will have to wait until the next reincarnation.

"Go."

Chen Luo waved his hand.

The moment it rained just now, he felt the difference. The black spots that could not be caught up in the air before were clearly seen the moment the rain fell. They were a row of third-level evil spirits locked in place by iron chains, and the quality was very high. He has arranged for Master Lin Feng to go down to collect the souls. If nothing unexpected happens, it won't be long before his soul flag will be replenished with a new batch of members.

Seeing that Chen Luo did not stop, the Zhang brothers breathed a sigh of relief.

The two brothers looked at each other. The elder brother Zhang Shi stayed on the boat, while the younger brother Zhang Chen flew down and landed in the desert, and began to collect sand snakes.

There were a lot of sand snakes, and their realms were high and low.

The powerful sand snakes were comparable to fourth-level monsters. Chen Luo had killed one before, and he also borrowed the blood of the sand snake to restore his body. The Zhang brothers were only at the foundation-building level, but they dared to hunt these sand snakes, which made Chen Luo curious.

He really wanted to know how a foundation-building cultivator should deal with fourth-level sand snakes.

From the behavior of those sand snakes attacking him, it can be seen that these sand snakes have no brains and don't care about the identity of the visitor at all. (End of this chapter)