The only way

Chapter 268 Northern Wasteland
It was a face full of life.

A girl of fourteen or fifteen years old has a beautiful oval face. Although her complexion is not fair, it has a healthy luster and a touch of rosiness. A pair of dark eyes are simple and pure, shining like the surface of a lake refracted by the sun, filled with With a strong sense of surprise, he looked closely at Lingchu.

A head of long black hair is braided into two braids, hanging on the shoulders, and next to the ears, there are two colorful flowers pinned to them. The flowers are crystal clear and full of vitality, just like the girl in front of me.

Lingchu froze for a moment, came back to his senses, opened his mouth, and wanted to ask who this girl was and where he was, only to find that his throat seemed to be injured, and his vocal cords felt dry and uncomfortable. When I opened my mouth, there was a sharp pain.

As a last resort, Lingchu could only close his mouth again, frowning slightly.

It seems that she has to think about it, first restore her vocal cords, and then think again, whether she can speak or not doesn't seem to be important, and the priority is to restore her meridians first, no, it should be to restore her mobility first.

Many thoughts flashed through Lingchu's mind in an instant.

But the strange girl seemed to understand Lingchu's doubts, a happy smile appeared on her face, and she said in a crisp voice, "Aqiao and Alou, Du is very good-looking."

The girl's enunciation was very clear.

However, Lingchu's face was full of astonishment. Where is this language?

Where was she sent by the space rift?
Could it be that it is no longer on the Eastern Continent?

In Lingchu's heart, countless doubts emerged one after another. For a while, Lingchu even forgot the pain on his body.

A Luo excitedly talked a lot to this person who looked like a fairy on the snow mountain, and as a result, he lowered his head to meet the beautiful eyes of the fairy, and was suddenly taken aback.

In the eyes of the fairy, it seemed that she was very confused.

It's hard to say anything else about A Luo, he thinks that he has a way of reading eyes and trying to figure out people's hearts.

So, A Luo stopped chattering, and said hesitantly, "Are you speaking the native language?"

Lingchu understands this sentence, at least she understands you, and you have something to say.

Nodding her head with difficulty, Lingchu blinked her eyes, indicating that she understood this sentence.

After receiving Lingchu's affirmation, A Luo's originally bright eyes suddenly dimmed. In his eyes, there was a bit of fear mixed with pure joy.

"Are you the masters of the Shang family?" A Luo even lowered his voice a lot, carefully watching Lingchu's expression with his big eyes, as if he was afraid that his question would arouse Lingchu's resentment.

After seeing the undisguised doubts of the fairy-like person in front of him, A Luo relaxed a little.

"Aren't you the master of the upper clan?"

Lingchu didn't know what the guru of the upper clan was, and when he heard this, he blinked his eyes in affirmation.

This time, Ah Luo finally felt completely relieved. Whether the masters of the Shang clan or the people of the clan, all of them had their eyes on the top and regarded their identity as the greatest honor. How could they deny their identity.

"Great." A Luo stretched out his small hand, patted his small chest, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lowering his head again, and seeing the doubt in Lingchu's eyes, Aluo immediately resumed his original liveliness, and started chirping, "What I just said is our local dialect. In the small tribe, everyone communicates like this. What I'm saying now , it is only spoken in those big tribes, they call it Shangzu dialect, and it is stipulated that this Shangzu dialect is the common language of all tribes, fortunately, my mother taught me, in our tribe, I must be The words of the Shang clan are the best."

A Luo raised his eyebrows with a little pride in his eyes, and smiled brightly and sunny.

Communicating with the power of Taoism in the body, a small stream of pure warmth slowly wrapped around Lingchu's throat.

Opening his mouth, a broken voice came out of Lingchu's mouth, "Tribal?"

The voice was very soft and very broken, and after finishing speaking, the warmth disappeared.

If it wasn't for the fact that Lingchu and the girl were the only ones in the tent, I'm afraid they wouldn't have heard it at all.

A Luo's hearing is obviously very good. Although he couldn't hear very clearly, he still understood the meaning of Lingchu, and said with a smile, "The tribe I belong to is called the Chishui tribe, and the largest tribe around is called the Yan tribe. I heard that the Yan tribe Inside, the adult children are all warriors, and there are many priests. Unlike our Chishui tribe, there are only a few warriors, and the priest is only my mother. However, my mother said, I also became a priest. Potential, I will definitely become the priest of our tribe in the future, and become the high priest within a thousand miles!"

Chishui Department?Yanbu?warrior?Sacrifice?high priest?

what are these?
No, a thought suddenly flashed in Lingchu's mind, she seemed to have seen these sayings somewhere before.

Is it in the sect?

which book?

Lingchu frowned, and kept thinking about it.

"By the way, my name is Aluo, Luo from Luoshui, Luoshui River, but our mother river." The girl smiled happily, revealing a mouthful of neat and white teeth.

Lingchu, who was lying on the bed, instantly lit up his eyes.

She knew where she was.

Luoshui River!
Northern Wilderness!

Soulless Jedi!

Cradle of Evil!

Endless wildness!

Sure enough, she is no longer in Donglu!
Lingchu unconsciously took a deep breath, and suddenly, the pain in his body became more obvious.

The Northern Wilderness Desert, also known as the Northern Land, actually borders the Eastern Land, but there is an area called Devil's Sand between the two continents.

The devil sand separates Donglu and Hokuriku.

It is a place where it is difficult to get out safely without the Yuanying. If you want to pass through the devil sand, you must at least have the strength of the golden core. Of course, the Yuanying is the safest.

However, even if the Nascent Soul cultivator can pass through the Devil's Sand safely, not many Nascent Soul cultivators are willing to come to the Northern Wilderness, because the Northern Wilderness Desert is a place of utter desolation.

No one knows why, just separated by a devil's sand, the Northern Wilderness, suddenly there is no trace of spiritual power.

But for monks, a place without spiritual power is basically a Jedi.

However, there is always a trace of vitality in the way of heaven, and the vitality of the spiritual power in the northern desert should be in the Luoshui River mentioned by Aluo.

This Luoshui River, as recorded in the classics, flows through the entire Northern Wilderness, providing the residents in the Northern Wilderness with a source of water for life. Stone.

This kind of stone, like the spirit stone in the cultivation world, has strong spiritual power inside. In Beihuang, it is called the Luoshui God Stone.

As for why this northern wilderness is called the cradle of evil, it is because, here, there are countless demon cultivators, ghost cultivators, or other monks who are wanted and hunted down in other continents.

Jue Ling, with the natural barrier of devil sand, does not have any orthodox sects here. It is simply the best place for monks who are wanted and hunted down by the orthodox way.

Therefore, the Northern Wilderness is another chaotic place.

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