However, Xie Lian said, "Although what you read is unofficial history, the Ban Yue Kingdom does exist."
San Lang said, "Oh?"
At this time, Nan Feng finally finished drawing layers of arrays on the ground. He stood up and said, "Done. When do we leave? "
Xie Lian quickly packed a bag and went to the door. "Now."
He placed his hand on the door and said, "With the Heavenly Official's blessing, nothing is forbidden!" He gently pushed.
When he opened the door, the hillside and village were no longer there. In their place was an empty street.
Although the street was wide, there were very few people. Only one or two people could be seen after a long time. It wasn't because the sky was dark, but because the northwest was sparsely populated. Adding to the fact that it was close to the Gobi Desert, even if it was daytime, there probably wouldn't be many people on the road. Xie Lian walked out of the house and closed the door behind him. When he looked back, he didn't come from Pu Chestnut Temple. Behind him was clearly a small inn. This step took him thousands of miles away. This was the magic of the Length Contraction Technique.
A few passersby passed by and looked at them warily. At this time, he heard San Lang say from behind him, "According to ancient records, when the moon sets, walk in the direction of the North Star and you will see the Ban Yue Kingdom. Brother, look. "He pointed to the sky." The Big Dipper. "
Xie Lian looked up and smiled. "The Big Dipper is so bright."
San Lang came to his side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him. Glancing at him, he also raised his head and said with a smile, "Yes. For some reason, the night sky in the northwest seems brighter than in the Central Plains. "
Xie Lian expressed his agreement. While they were discussing the night sky and stars with a serious face, the two young Heavenly Officials behind them were simply unimaginable. Nan Feng said, "Why is he here?!"
San Lang said innocently, "Oh, I saw that this Qimen Dun Jia is very magical, so I came to take a look."
Nan Feng said angrily, "Take a look? Do you think we went to play?! "
Xie Lian rubbed the space between his eyebrows. "Forget it. He didn't eat your rations. I should have brought enough. San Lang, follow me closely. Don't get lost. "
San Lang said obediently, "Okay."
"Is this a matter of whose rations we eat?!"
"Sigh, Nanfeng, it's late at night and everyone's asleep. Get down to business, get down to business. Don't worry so much. Come on, let's go. "
…
The four of them followed the Big Dipper's guidance and headed north. After walking for a night, the towns and greenery along the way gradually became sparse, and the sand and stones on the road gradually increased. When they were no longer stepping on mud, they finally entered the Gobi Desert. Although he could travel a thousand miles in a single step, the further the distance, the greater the consumption of magic power. After using it this time, Nan Feng would not be able to use it again for at least a few hours. Moreover, since Nan Feng had already used up a wave of Fa Li, Xie Lian wouldn't let Fu Yao use it again for the sake of preserving his combat strength. Just in case, there had to be someone with abundant Fa Li.
In the desert, the temperature difference between day and night was huge. It was still alright when it was cold to the bone at night, but it was a completely different feeling in the day. The sky here was extremely clean and the clouds were sparse. However, the sunlight was also extremely fierce. As the group walked, it felt more and more like they were entering a huge steamer. Steam rose from the earth's core, as if walking for a day could steam a living person.
Xie Lian relied on the direction of the wind and the vegetation at the foot of the rocks to determine the direction. Worried that someone wouldn't be able to keep up, he would look back every once in a while. It went without saying that Nan Feng and Fu Yao weren't ordinary people, but San Lang made him laugh.
The scorching sun shone brightly in the sky. The young man took off his red outer robe and lazily used it to block the sun. His lazy expression carried a hint of weariness. His skin was fair and his hair was pitch-black. With the red robe covering his face, his brows and eyes were even more stunning. Xie Lian took off his bamboo hat and put it on San Lang's head. "I'll lend this to you."
San Lang was taken aback. After a while, he smiled and said, "No need." He then handed the bamboo hat back to him. Xie Lian didn't continue to refuse. Since he didn't need it, he didn't force the issue. "If you need it, you can find me again." He adjusted the bamboo hat and continued forward.
After walking for a while, the group saw a small gray building in the yellow sand ahead. As they got closer, it seemed to be an inn that had been abandoned for many years. Xie Lian raised his head to look at the sky, calculating that it was already past noon, and it would soon be the evening. He was afraid that it would be the hottest and most difficult time of the day. Furthermore, they had already walked the entire night, so it was time to rest. Thus, he led the other three into the building. Seeing a square table in the building, they sat around it. Xie Lian took out a water bottle from the simple luggage on his back and handed it to San Lang. "Want some?"
San Lang nodded and took it. He took a sip. Only then did Xie Lian take it back to drink. He tilted his head back and swallowed a few mouthfuls of water. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down. Waves of coolness flowed through his throat. He felt extremely carefree. San Lang stood to the side with one hand supporting his cheek. He seemed to be staring but not staring. After a while, he suddenly said, "Anything else?"
Xie Lian wiped the water from the corner of his mouth. It was slightly moist. He nodded and handed the water bottle over again. San Lang was about to take it when a hand brushed aside Xie Lian's hand that was holding the water bottle.
Fu Yao said, "Wait."
Everyone looked at him. Fu Yao slowly took out another water bottle from his sleeve and placed it on the table. He pushed it over and said, "I have one here too. Please. "
Xie Lian knew what was going on with one look.
With Fu Yao's temperament, how could he be willing to share the same water bottle with someone else? He remembered that they said they wanted to test him again last night. Then the water in this water bottle definitely wasn't normal water. It must be the Revealing Water.
If an ordinary person drank this kind of secret medicine, they would be completely fine. But if they weren't human and drank it, they would reveal their true form under the effect of the medicine. Since they wanted to test whether this young man was' absolute ', then this water bottle of Revealing Water must be quite powerful.
San Lang laughed and said, "Big Brother and I will drink from the same water bottle."
Nan Feng and Fu Yao both glanced at Xie Lian. Xie Lian thought to himself, why are you guys looking at me? Fu Yao coldly said, "He's almost finished his water. You don't have to be polite."
San Lang said, "Is that so? Then the two of you first. "
"… …"
The two of them didn't make a sound. After a while, Fu Yao spoke again, "You're the guest. You first."
Although he still spoke with a refined and refined manner, Xie Lian felt that this sentence was squeezed out from between his clenched teeth. San Lang also made a 'please' gesture and said, "You're the attendants. You first. Otherwise, it'll be very embarrassing."
Xie Lian listened to them put on an act, put on an act, and finally began to move. The three of them were separated by a table and secretly exerted force on the pitiful water bottle, pushing it back and forth. Xie Lian only felt that the faintly trembling broken table under his hands was probably going to die prematurely. He shook his head. After a few back-and-forth in secret, Fu Yao finally couldn't restrain himself. He sneered and said, "Since you're not willing to drink this water, could it be that you're feeling guilty?"
San Lang laughed and said, "You're being so unfriendly and refusing to drink first. Isn't it more like you're feeling guilty? Could it be that you've poisoned the water? "
Fu Yao said, "You can ask the one beside you if the water is poisoned."
San Lang then asked Xie Lian, "Big Brother, is the water poisoned?"
Fu Yao's question was very cunning. The Revealing Water was naturally not poison. For ordinary people, drinking it was no different from drinking water. Xie Lian could only answer, "It's not poisoned. But … "
Before he could finish, Nan Feng and Fu Yao stared at him fiercely. San Lang actually let go of his hand and said, "Fine."
He picked up the water bottle and shook it in his hand. He said, "Since you say it's not poisoned, then I'll drink it."
After saying this, he smiled and drank it in one gulp.
Xie Lian didn't expect him to be so straightforward and was slightly startled. Nan Feng and Fu Yao were also startled. Then, they immediately went on full alert. Unexpectedly, after San Lang finished drinking the Revealing Water, he shook the bottle and said, "It doesn't taste that good." Then, he casually tossed the water bottle away. With a clang, the water bottle smashed to pieces on the ground.
Seeing that Xie Lian was still completely fine even after drinking the Revealing Water, Fu Yao was bewildered for a moment. After a moment, he indifferently said, "It's just water. Wouldn't it taste the same? What difference could there be? "
San Lang took the water bottle by Xie Lian's elbow and said, "Of course it's not the same. This one tastes a lot better. "
Seeing this, Xie Lian couldn't help but laugh. He really didn't care what the result was. He didn't care about his so-called identity or goal. Therefore, this chaotic fight, aside from being interesting, was meaningless to him. He originally thought that it would end here. Unexpectedly, with a clang, Nan Feng placed a sword on the table.
At first glance, Nan Feng's imposing manner made one think that he was going to kill someone on the spot to silence them. Xie Lian was speechless for a moment before asking, "What are you doing?"
Nan Feng lowered his voice and said, "The place we're going to is dangerous. I'm giving this little brother a sharp sword to protect himself."
Xie Lian lowered his head and looked at the sword. The scabbard was simple and unadorned, as if it had been honed for many years. It wasn't an ordinary item. His heart trembled. Holding his forehead, he turned to the side and thought to himself, "It's actually 'Red Mirror'."
This sword's name was' Red Mirror '. This was a treasured sword. Although it couldn't subdue demons and demons, no demon or ghost could escape its magical mirror. As long as it wasn't a human object, once it was pulled out, its blade would slowly turn red, as if it was filled with blood. Moreover, the blood-red blade would reflect the original appearance of the person who pulled it out. Regardless of whether you were fierce or merciless, no one would be spared!
Youngsters would always have a particular liking for treasured swords and precious horses. San Lang let out a sound of "Oh?" Seemingly interested, he said, "Let me see."
With one hand holding the blade and the other holding the hilt, he slowly pulled it out. Nan Feng and Fu Yao's four eyes closely followed his movements. That sword was three inches out of its scabbard, its blade bright as snow. After a while, San Lang chuckled and said, "Gege, could it be that these two servants of yours are joking with me?"
Xie Lian coughed lightly and turned around. He said, "San Lang ah, I've said it before. They're not servants." After saying this, he turned around again. Nan Feng coldly said, "Who's joking with you?"
San Lang laughed and said, "How can a broken sword defend itself?"
After he finished speaking, he sheathed the sword and threw it on the table. Hearing this, Nan Feng's eyebrows trembled. He suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it out. With a 'clang', a sharp and cold … broken sword appeared in his hand.
The blade of the Red Mirror had actually been broken from three inches down!
Nan Feng's expression slightly changed. He then tipped the scabbard over. With a series of clanking sounds, the remaining blade in the scabbard had all been broken into several small, sharp, snow-white pieces.
It was true that the Red Mirror could distinguish all kinds of demons and ghosts. There had never been anything that could escape its discerning eyes. However, it had also never been heard of anything that could break it into several pieces through the scabbard!
Nan Feng and Fu Yao both pointed at San Lang and said, "You …"
San Lang laughed twice and leaned back. His black boots rested on the table and he picked up a piece of the Red Mirror and played with it in his hand. He said, "I don't think you guys would purposely give me a broken sword to defend myself. Perhaps you accidentally broke it on the way? Don't worry, I can defend myself without a sword. As for the sword, you guys can keep it for yourselves. "
On the other hand, Xie Lian was completely unable to look directly at that sword. Speaking of which, this strange sword, 'Red Mirror', was originally a part of Jun Wu's collection. When Xie Lian first ascended, he went to the Divine Martial Hall to play and saw it there. He felt that although this sword wasn't very practical, it was still interesting, so Jun Wu gave it to him. Later on, he was demoted. For a period of time, life was really difficult and he couldn't carry on. Thus, he had Feng Xin pawn this strange sword.
Yes, pawn!
After pawning it, the money earned was enough for the master and follower to eat a few good meals. After that, there was nothing else. At that time, Xie Lian had pawned too many things. Thus, he simply forgot all about it. Otherwise, his heart would drip blood every time he thought about it. Thinking about it, it could be that after Feng Xin ascended, he remembered this matter and really couldn't bear to see the strange sword of the generation, the Red Mirror, wander in the mortal world. Thus, he went down to the mortal world to find the sword, sharpen it, polish it, and place it in Nan Yang Hall. Then, it was taken down by Nan Feng. In short, Xie Lian felt a dull pain at the sight of this sword. He could only avert his gaze. He felt the three of them quarreling again. Shaking his head, he carefully observed the weather outside. "Looking at the situation, I'm afraid there will be a sandstorm in a while. If we continue to walk today, I wonder if we can find shelter along the way? "
At this time, on the golden sand outside the house, two figures suddenly flashed past.
Xie Lian immediately sat up.
The two figures, one in black and one in white, didn't seem to be in a hurry. One could even say they were calm. However, their feet seemed to be treading on the wind and clouds, moving extremely fast. The figure in black was tall and slender. The figure in white was a female Taoist priest. She carried a long sword on her back and held a horsetail whisk in her arm. The figure in black didn't even turn his head. The female Taoist priest in white, on the other hand, glanced back and smiled as she passed by the small building. This smile was like their figures, disappearing in a flash. However, for some reason, it gave off a strange and treacherous feeling.
Xie Lian had been staring outside the whole time and just happened to catch this scene. The other three people in the small building could only vaguely see their backs. For the time being, they couldn't pay attention to anything else. Nan Feng suddenly stood up and asked, "Who are those people?"
Xie Lian also stood up and said, "I don't know. But they definitely aren't ordinary people. "After muttering to himself for a moment, he said," You guys don't play around for now. I think the wind is getting stronger. Let's hurry up and walk as far as we can. "
Fortunately, although this group of people would be in chaos from time to time, they still steeled their hearts to do what they needed to do. At that moment, they no longer argued and collected the red mirror fragments before leaving the small building. The four of them walked against the wind for a while. This time, they walked for about four hours. However, the distance they walked was far less than what they could walk in the previous four hours. The sandstorm was much stronger than before. The gale carried the sand and smashed into their bodies, causing their exposed heads, faces, and arms to ache faintly. The more they walked, the more difficult it became. Their ears whistled as the yellow sand covered the sky and covered the earth, making it hard to see clearly. Xie Lian pressed down on his bamboo hat and said, "This sandstorm is really strange!"
For a long time, no one answered. Xie Lian thought to himself, could it be that they've all fallen behind? When he turned around to look, he saw that the three people were clearly still following them. However, it was as if they hadn't heard him speak just now. As it turned out, the sandstorm was too strong. Once he opened his mouth, even his voice was blown away. Nan Feng and Fu Yao naturally didn't need him to worry about them. They walked steadily against the sandstorm with a murderous aura around them. Meanwhile, San Lang had been following five steps behind him, walking at a pace that was neither fast nor slow.
Amidst the yellow sand that filled the sky, that youth's expression was without a ripple. He walked with his hands behind his back, his red clothes and black hair fluttering in the wind. It was as if he couldn't feel the attack of the sandstorm at all. He was completely unmoved and didn't even blink. Xie Lian's face was already hurting from the sand. Seeing him act so indifferent, he was truly worried. He said to him, "Be careful of the sand getting into your eyes and clothes." After thinking about it again, he realized that San Lang couldn't hear what he said. Xie Lian directly walked over and helped him tighten his collar, wrapping it tightly so that the wind and sand wouldn't get in. San Lang was startled again. At this time, the other two people also caught up. The four of them were relatively close, so they could finally hear each other's voices. Xie Lian said, "Everyone, be careful. This sandstorm came too suddenly. Something's not right. I'm afraid it's a demonic wind with evil energy."
Fu Yao said, "It's just that the wind and sand are a bit stronger, that's all. Apart from that, what else could it be?"
Xie Lian shook his head and said, "The sandstorm is fine. I'm just afraid that there's something else in the sand."
Right at this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew the bamboo hat on Xie Lian's head into the air. Once the bamboo hat flew away, it would completely disappear into the boundless yellow sand. However, San Lang's reaction was surprisingly quick. With a raise of his hand, he caught the bamboo hat that was about to fly into the sky and handed it back to Xie Lian. Xie Lian thanked him. As he fastened the bamboo hat, he said, "It's best if we find a place to hide for now."
However, Fu Yao didn't agree. "If there really is something wrong with this sandstorm, then its goal is to stop us from moving forward. The more this is the case, the more we should move forward. "
Hearing this, before Xie Lian could say anything, San Lang was the first to laugh out loud. Fu Yao raised his head and coldly said, "What are you laughing at?"
San Lang crossed his arms and giggled. "Purposely going against others, does it give you a sense of satisfaction that you're a maverick?"
Xie Lian had previously felt that although this youth was always laughing, it was often difficult to tell whether he was sincere or not. He would even pretend to be flattering and ridiculing the other party. But this time, anyone could see that this smile of his didn't carry even the slightest bit of good intentions. Fu Yao's gaze suddenly turned cold. Xie Lian raised his hand and said, "You guys stop first. If you have anything to say, say it later. When the wind is really strong, it's also very frightening. "
Fu Yao said, "Can it even blow people up into the sky?"
Xie Lian said, "Yes, what you said is very possible … …"
Before he finished speaking, the people in front of him suddenly disappeared.
In reality, the one who disappeared wasn't them, but him — — this sandstorm had actually wrapped him up and carried him into the sky.
Tornado!
Xie Lian spun in midair. With a wave of his hand, he said, "Ruoxie! Grab something solid and reliable!!! "
Ruoxie flew out with a whooshing sound. In the next moment, Xie Lian felt the end of the white silk sink, as if it had wrapped around something and pulled him. With great difficulty, Xie Lian stabilized himself in midair. When he lowered his head to look, he saw that he had actually been brought to a place at least ten feet above the ground by the violent wind.
Right now, he was like a kite that was only being pulled by a thread, his heart tied to the ground. Amidst the yellow sand that assaulted his face, he grabbed onto Ruoxie while doing his best to see what Ruoxie had grabbed onto. As he looked and looked, he finally made out a red silhouette. The other end of Ruoxie's white silk seemed to be wrapped around the wrist of a red-clothed youth.