Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1300: Setting Off Again

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Ahead is the sky full of yellow sand again.

At the end of the canyon, a group of seven people fell down.

Li Su and the other five Demon City monks all had smiles on their faces and looked back as if they were still unfinished. Yuan Xinzi was also stroking his beard and looking relaxed. Lin Yi was the only one facing the desert with his hands behind his back, his expression unclear.

Previously, in the stone pit of the canyon, there was a divine vein buried very shallowly. After it was accidentally discovered, it inevitably caused a fight among the monks from various families passing by. In the end, it was easier for the seven people who followed.

Li Su and other Demon City monks each received more than a thousand sacred stones, and they all smiled. If you add in several rewards from Lin Zun, what you have gained this time is enough to make others envious!

In Yuan Xinzi's view, maybe he is the fisherman who profits from the conflict between snipe and clam! Is not it? After several hours of sword chopping and hand digging, even though he was exhausted, he still managed to dig out two to three thousand sacred stones. This is the biggest unexpected gain since entering the tower. It is really a worthwhile trip! What is regrettable is that the surroundings of the divine veins and the underground are extremely hard. After a little digging, it is difficult to do anything, so we have to give up.

While everyone was busy and busy at that time, one person was indifferent and sat alone with his eyes closed, looking like a master who transcended all things! However, when Yuan Xinzi, Li Su and others were guarding the stone pit reluctantly, the expert suddenly stood up. Ever since, the group set out again...

Yuan Xinzi turned around, glanced at the back of the master not far away, took a few steps forward, stroked his beard and said: "There are only a few spring scenes, and the desert is boundless. These four levels of forbidden envy In the sky of the world, vitality is beginning to bloom, everything is ready to happen, and the opportunities are really limited!"

Lin Yi didn't look back, didn't make a sound, and just stared into the distance. For some reason, his adventure this time lacked the excitement and excitement of before. Maybe, just for the sake of rushing...

Yuan Xinzi then said: "Lin Zun! You and I might as well find Jingxiao Pavilion to cross the boundary. There may be hope for Bixiaotian, where the six-layered dragon transforms into a world..." He stretched out his hand to signal, but he Freeze.

Lin Yi's feet had already left the ground, and he walked forward silently. In an instant, he had gone dozens of feet.

That Lin Zun became a little absent-minded and unpredictable, which was really hard to understand! Yuan Xinzi threw down his big sleeves, shook his head boredly, and started to chase after him. Li Su and others followed closely...

Compared with what I encountered when I first came to this world, the desert in front of me was even more vast and boundless. At least in the consciousness, there is no end in sight. The group of seven people didn't care about the direction, they just went straight forward. Three days later, the situation was still the same; ten days later, it was still the same. Even the undulating sand dunes and sand slopes seem to be repeating themselves without change.

Before you know it, January has passed.

Not to mention the oasis ahead, not even the hills and ridges are visible. But walking in the air a few feet above the ground is ultimately inseparable from the support of cultivation. The seven people gradually became distant from each other, and they realized each other's superiority.

When three months passed, Lin Yi suddenly stopped from running fast, as if he had realized something, and looked mocking himself.

I just rush for the sake of hurrying, but ignore the scenery on the way. This desert is completely boundless. If we continue to be confused, let alone three months, I am afraid that we may not be able to get out of the predicament in three years. Since something is fishy, ​​it's not too late for Lin to figure it out before leaving!

Lin Yi slowly landed on a raised sand dune and looked back.

Thousands of miles away, a slightly embarrassed figure was rushing towards them. Behind him, forty or fifty thousand miles away, were the remaining five people. Don't think too much. Traveling all the way without rest, your limited cultivation is no longer useful. However, Yuan Xinzi's situation was okay, but Li Su and the other five were at the end of their tether. If they continued to hold on, they would be exhausted!

Lin Yi turned to the front, lifted up his clothes, and thought about resting and waiting, but was slightly startled. He stared straight ahead to the right, then jumped into the air and ran over.

In a small sand nest more than ten miles away, a pile of sand in the shape of a human figure rose up very inconspicuously. If you don't pay attention, it is extremely difficult to detect.

As soon as Lin came closer, he waved his sleeves to blow away a strong wind.

As the floating sand swept away, a corpse lying on the ground appeared. It was an old man who had been dead for a long time, and his clothes were torn and scarred all over his body. It is easy to see that he was either killed by his opponent, or he was seriously injured due to exhaustion of cultivation...

Lin Yi followed the direction of the corpse and paid a little attention. Then he curled his fingers and flicked out a wisp of flame. When he turned to leave, he grabbed it with his backhand. A small ring flew out from the ashes and fell into his palm. He found a sand dune nearby and then looked around.

In the distance, the yellow sand and the sky merge into one. Nearby, the undulating terrain resembles motionless ripples. The endless emptiness is filled with desolation and silence!

As the saying goes: There can be no waves without wind. The deserts I encountered before were not like this...

Lin Yi slowly sat down cross-legged, looking confused. After a while, he looked away and looked down at the ring in his hand.

The ring is no different from what you usually see. The dozens of feet of mustard seed space contains the owner's belongings, which are nothing more than some sacred stones, fairy crystals, elixirs, jade slips, talismans, etc.

Lin Yi drove his consciousness to look inside the ring and secretly shook his head.

From the trivial sundries, it seems that the owner of this ring should have some experience. And there are only more than a hundred pieces of magic stones in it, which shows that he is not rich. And any of the monks killed by Lin in the canyon are more than ten times stronger than him. Although he gave the five lightest rings to Li Su and others, the remaining magic stones still add up to tens of thousands.

But after a moment, Lin Yi was already bored. Whether it is elixir, refining, or talisman formation, exercises, etc., they are all extraordinary existences, so there is no need to dabble in too much. In addition, there is nothing rare in the owner of this ring.

Lin Yi closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.

After three months of continuous travel, anyone would be tired. Fortunately, Lin has three cultivations in one body, and his body is strong, so he is not in trouble for a while...

Lin Yi adjusted his breath for a moment and looked at the ring in his hand again. Before putting it away, he took out a jade slip at random. Yuan Xinzi and others are still far away, so it’s better to take a look at it.

The jade slip is not a method, but a practice note of the owner of the ring. There are many words in it, and it is very detailed. The opening sentence says: I am Wuxianzi, I have been practicing Taoism since I was young, and I have practiced hard for more than 100,000 years...

Lin Yi suddenly became interested. There are many details about the Taoist names of practitioners. For example, the Taoist name of the master has the meaning of soaring into the sky; the name of the elder brother Zhenyuanzi means true cultivation of the original Yuan. Even the fat man Chuyunzi has to show off his elegant and extraordinary taste.

But the owner of this ring named Wuxianzi, which is a bit out of place, but it is also worth pondering. And he claimed to have practiced hard for more than 100,000 years, but he actually lived so long...?

Lin Yi's eyes widened slightly, and he continued to read the jade slip in his hand.

Wuxianzi was born in a seaside fishing village in the Thousand Wastelands of the Eight Wastelands. Because he witnessed the situation of immortals crossing the sea in his childhood, he was fascinated and couldn't stop from then on. He obtained a painted animal skin from the elders of the village, and accidentally swallowed several exotic herbs. He tried to practice on his own, but there was no progress. When he crawled out of the cave where he was hiding, he was dizzy and hungry, and dozens of people in the fishing village, young and old, had been buried in the tsunami...

After that, Wu Xianzi wandered around and suffered a lot. When he was sixteen years old, he was besieged by wolves and was in danger. It happened that a hunting group passed by, so he saved his life. When he was just recovered from his serious injuries, he was favored by the elders of the tribe and promised to be his granddaughter.

So, the lonely and helpless Wu Xianzi gradually gave up the idea of ​​practicing Taoism and becoming an immortal in gratitude, and lived an honest life as a mortal. Unexpectedly, a fat boy was added to the family, and it happened that the tribes were fighting, and the wife and the infant son were both innocently killed. When he survived by chance and faced the bloodbathed mountain village, he was in agony for several times. He cut off one of his fingers with a hunting knife and vowed to take revenge for his kind-hearted tribe members, his poor wife and his young son...

At the age of 20, Wuxianzi escaped from the mountains alone and finally found a market town where monks were present. He became a disciple whenever he saw someone and kowtowed whenever he met someone. He had long forgotten his long-cherished wish and practiced Taoism to become an immortal just for revenge. After suffering countless snubs and ridicules, he was finally accepted as a disciple by a Jindan monk with disheveled hair and a beggar-like appearance...

After a period of Qi training and foundation building, Wuxianzi finally crossed the threshold that a monk must pass. When he was over a hundred years old and had not yet experienced the harvest of hard work, he was forced to go down the mountain by his master. Then he burned, killed and looted, and was threatened and humiliated by his fellow disciples if he did not obey. He had no choice but to take the opportunity to escape and was charged with the crime of betraying his master and destroying his ancestors...

When Wuxianzi returned to the depths of the mountains, the tribe that had killed his wife and young son had disappeared. Moreover, migration in the wilderness is frequent and random, and everything has changed. Since there is no way to take revenge, what is the point of cultivating immortality? In this world, good people are not rewarded, and bad people are free. The so-called attainment of Taoism and becoming immortal is nothing more than expanding animal desires and reversing human nature. He knelt in front of the lonely grave of his wife and young son, shouting and blaming himself like crazy, crying and cursing...

Wu Xianzi returned to his master's sect, while enduring the punishment and practicing hard. A hundred years later, he personally eliminated his master, and from then on he became cunning, cruel, and murderous! He didn't want to be manipulated by others, he wanted to become a strong immortal and hold his fate in his own hands...

Kill! Kill non-stop! Only by killing all those who stand in the way and devouring more lives can he live longer in the bloody storm...

In this way, Wu Xianzi went from the cultivation of Jindan to Yuanying, then to Huashen, and then to Lianxu Heti. During this period, he became possessed by the devil and survived a narrow escape. But he was mentally resilient and finally tempered his body to become an immortal. Then there was intrigue and deception, fighting and scrambling. Year after year, year after year...

Wu Xianzi gradually cultivated to the middle stage of the Immortal Lord, but he made no further progress. Who said that immortals live forever? Even immortals have a life span. When he looked back, he felt lost. The boy on the beach and his original intention of wandering outside the clouds and sky had long disappeared...

Wu Xianzi found the grave of his wife and son again. The withered grass was thick, and the past was like the wind. He was already silver-haired, laughing and crying...

After that, Wu Xianzi printed all his life of more than 100,000 years in the jade slip, and set off again with his dream of the beach...