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In the sky, the scorching sun hung high, mercilessly scorching the earth and pouring down endless heat waves, making the air distorted and unreal.

The corpse of the "Desert Dragon" was half-buried in the sand, and its jagged skeleton glowed palely under the scorching sun, like a mysterious monument from ancient times. The outline of the corpse was looming in the steaming heat, but it exuded an irresistible attraction. Li Yang's eyes were firmly attracted by the corpse, and it was a shock and awe that came from the instinct of life. In this dead desert, this huge corpse seemed to be a mysterious code left by the god of the desert, hiding a powerful force that could subvert his cognition.

"As expected of a desert dragon, even a fifth-level martial spirit is so hard to kill. It's worth pondering."

When he reached out and touched the rough and hard dragon bone, an ancient and powerful breath rushed towards him, along his fingertips, and instantly spread throughout his body, causing his already dry meridians to tremble slightly.

Li Yang slowly closed his eyes, discarded all distractions, and immersed himself in this mysterious atmosphere. His consciousness gradually emptied, as if he had traveled through a tunnel of time and space, back to the era when the "Desert Dragon" was still galloping in this desert. He saw the huge figure moving freely in the sand waves, and every move brought up a sandstorm that covered the sky; its scales shone with a cold metallic luster in the sun, and it was indestructible; its eyes were like burning fireballs, revealing endless majesty and dominance. Behind these shocking scenes, Li Yang keenly captured a unique rhythm, which was the natural law followed by the "Desert Dragon" to survive, fight, and rule in this harsh environment. It was a perfect balance that combined strength, speed, skills and a deep understanding of the desert.

As his understanding of this rhythm deepened, Li Yang's body began to make some strange movements involuntarily. His feet slid gently on the sand, seemingly slowly but with an indescribable rhythm. Each step accurately avoided the soft sand layer under his feet, evenly distributing his strength on the solid sand, allowing him to maintain a wonderful stability on this quicksand. His hands were like agile snakes, winding in the air, sometimes clenching fists, sometimes stretching them out, and each swing brought up a fine airflow, rolling the surrounding sand into his palms, forming small whirlpools.

In this state of ecstasy, a warm current surged in Li Yang's body, like a spring suddenly flowing into a dry river, nourishing his exhausted body and dry meridians. This warm current gradually gathered and turned into a surging force, rushing around in his body. He felt his muscles become tighter and stronger, and his bones made crisp sounds, as if he was undergoing a rebirth.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, like lightning across the night sky. At this moment, he exuded a brand new aura, which was his own unique desert martial arts aura. His figure flashed and disappeared from the spot in an instant, and the next moment he appeared on the sand dune several feet away. His movements were light and smooth, like a ghost in the desert, leaving a series of blurred afterimages on the sand.

Li Yang took a deep breath, feeling the powerful and unfamiliar power in his body. He knew that he had been reborn and gained a new ability. He looked at the rolling sand dunes in the distance, and a surge of ambition surged in his heart. This desert that once made him almost despair has now become a stage for him to show his strength.

He decided to further improve and refine the desert martial arts he had learned. So he began to run through the desert, crossing sand dunes at a very fast speed. Every time he landed, he could accurately control the power, so that the sand under his feet only had slight ripples, but he would not sink into it. He waved his hands in the air, punching or chopping, and each attack brought a strong airflow, rolling the surrounding sand into sand columns and shooting them into the distance.

After a full-out sprint, Li Yang suddenly stopped and punched the ground. With a loud bang, the ground shook violently. With his fist as the center, circles of sand waves spread out in all directions, forming a huge sand pit. The sand in the sand pit seemed to be compressed by an invisible force and became as hard as stone. Li Yang looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction. He knew that his control over the desert martial arts had taken another step forward.

However, Li Yang was not satisfied with this. He knew that there were countless dangers and challenges hidden in this desert. Only by constantly breaking through himself could he truly become the master of the desert. So he began to look for stronger opponents to test his strength.

Deep in the desert, there is a group of sand bandits who have been entrenched for many years. These sand bandits are cruel and do many evil things. With their familiarity with the desert terrain and superb riding skills, they are rampant in this area. After Li Yang learned of their existence, he resolutely decided to challenge them.

When Li Yang appeared in front of the bandit camp, it caused quite a commotion. The bandits looked at this young man who was alone and in ragged clothes with disdain and ridicule in their eyes. However, Li Yang was not afraid at all. His eyes were firm and calm, as if the people in front of him were not a group of vicious bandits, but a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

The bandits roared, drew their weapons, and rushed towards Li Yang. Li Yang snorted coldly, and in a flash, he rushed into the enemy group. His movements were as fast as lightning, and the bandits only felt a flash before their eyes, and several of their companions fell to the ground. Each of Li Yang's attacks contained a powerful force of the desert, or his fists whistled, knocking the bandits several feet away; or his palms were heavy, directly shaking the bandits' weapons into pieces.

During the battle, Li Yang skillfully used the terrain and environment of the desert to create advantages for himself. He stirred up the surrounding sand and dust, forming sandstorms, which blocked the sight of the sand bandits and put them into chaos. He freely shuttled through the sandstorms, like a fish in water, and launched a deadly attack on the sand bandits.

After a fierce battle, the sand bandits died in the desert one after another.

"The Shoutong probably attracted quite a few people, and these sand bandits also came into being."

In the sky, the sun was scorching, and the blazing light poured down unreservedly, baking the sand to a scorching heat. The air became distorted and unreal under the high temperature, as if the whole world was trembling in the heat wave.

Li Yang's face was tanned shiny black by the scorching sun. Sweat kept flowing down his forehead and cheeks like streams, dripping onto the sand under his feet. In an instant, it was greedily swallowed up by the dry sand, leaving only circles of faint wet marks, which disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He looked at the surroundings, knowing what was going on, and then he couldn't help but look in one direction.

Ever since he learned the unique desert martial arts from the corpse of the desert dragon, Li Yang felt that he had established a subtle and mysterious connection with the desert. He could feel the subtle rhythm hidden in the desert, the trembling of sand grains in the hot wind, the changes of sand dunes over the years, and the pulse of life hidden deep in the desert. With this unique perception, he learned that in the core area of ​​the desert, there grew a legendary desert fruit, a treasure with magical power that could greatly improve the martial artist's skills and realm. It was something that countless people dreamed of but was out of reach.

With a desire for great power and a yearning for the pinnacle of martial arts, Li Yang resolutely embarked on a journey to find desert spiritual fruits. His steps were firm and powerful, and every step he took was able to accurately step on the most solid part of the sand, as if he had merged with the desert. As he went deeper, the desert environment became more and more severe, the sand dunes became taller and steeper, and the sand waves rose and fell, like hills that could collapse at any time. The sound of the whistling wind became more and more piercing, as if it was the roar of a demon, trying to stop him from moving forward.

However, Li Yang was not intimidated by these difficulties. He used the desert martial arts he had learned to jump and shuttle between the sand dunes with a nimble posture. His movements were light and smooth, like an agile sand fox, leaving a series of blurred footprints on the sand. Sometimes, he would use the slope of the sand dune to slide down quickly, using the resistance of the sand to skillfully control his speed and direction; sometimes, he would jump high on the top of the sand dune, facing the strong wind, overlooking the endless sea of ​​sand below, looking for a way forward.

As he moved forward, Li Yang encountered various dangers in the desert from time to time. Another group of sand bandits set their sights on him. They rode on sturdy camels, held sharp weapons, and with greed in their eyes, they pounced on Li Yang like wolves.

Li Yang narrowed his eyes, and stopped calmly, his feet firmly standing on the sand, as if he had merged into the desert. When the sand bandits approached, he flashed and disappeared in an instant, and appeared behind the bandits the next moment. His hands danced quickly, bringing up a strong airflow, rolling the surrounding sand into sharp sand cones, and shot them towards the bandits. The bandits screamed in fear and waved their weapons to resist, but the sand cones seemed to have life, bypassing their weapons and accurately hitting their bodies. In an instant, the bandits were thrown to the ground, screaming, and soon fled.

After solving the threat of the sand bandits, Li Yang continued to move forward. As he got closer and closer to the core of the desert, water became more scarce and the heat became more unbearable. His lips were cracked and his throat was so dry that it seemed to smoke, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted. He knew that as long as he found the desert fruit, all his efforts would be worth it.

Finally, after a long and arduous journey, Li Yang felt a strong and mysterious breath. He was excited and knew that he was not far from the desert fruit. Following the guidance of this breath, he carefully crossed a steep sand dune and came to a hidden valley.

The valley was filled with a layer of light golden light, which was soft and warm, making people feel as if they were in a fairyland. In the center of the light, there grew a strange plant, which was the legendary desert fruit. Its branches were like crystal clear crystals, flashing colorful light, and its leaves were like pieces of green jade, exuding a fresh breath. On the branch, there was a fist-sized fruit, bright red, like a burning ruby, emitting an attractive luster and powerful energy fluctuations.

Li Yang took a deep breath, calmed his excited emotions, then quickly picked the spiritual fruit and swallowed it into his stomach to refine it.

When the digestion was complete, his aura suddenly became stronger!
"This desert martial arts is indeed useful. Maybe I should use it to find the first copper mine."

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Li Yang's eyes were shining with a strange light, his heart was moved, and he walked towards another place in the desert.

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Deep in the hot and vast desert, endless sand dunes undulate like golden waves rising when the earth is asleep. The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, pouring its light without reservation, pounding the barren land with scorching heat, making the air twisted and hot, as if a transparent heat wave is dancing over the sand.

In this seemingly lifeless desert, there is a mysterious first copper mine. From a distance, it looks like a unique birthmark on the face of a desert giant, forming a sharp contrast with the monotonous yellow sand around it. When you get closer, you can see the copper ore exposed on the surface, showing a deep and charming blue-green color, shining with the unique luster of metal under the sunlight, like pieces of treasure forgotten by the years, quietly telling the ancient and mysterious past of this land.

This copper mine is not large in scale, but it has a unique charm. The veins meander through the rocks, like a giant dragon sleeping underground, with part of its body occasionally emerging from the surface, showing its majestic and heavy power. The surface of the ore is covered with traces of time. Some places are as smooth as a mirror, which is the result of long-term polishing by wind and sand; some places are rugged, like the struggle marks left by the earth when it nurtured these treasures.

Around the copper mine, due to the unique effects of minerals, some exotic plants that have adapted to the harsh environment grow. Their leaves present a light copper-green color, which contrasts with the surrounding minerals, as if it is a color combination carefully prepared by nature. The roots of these plants are deeply rooted in the ground, tenaciously absorbing nutrients and water from the barren sandy soil, and blooming in this barren desert with the tenacity and perseverance of life.

When the breeze blows gently, the fine sand around the copper mine will make a slight "rustling" sound, as if the desert is whispering, telling people stories that have been forgotten by the years. Occasionally, one or two loose small pieces of ore will fall off the vein and roll down the sand dunes, leaving a shallow mark on the sand, breaking the silence and making people feel the vitality of the copper mine.

"The first copper mine is not easy to find."

An evil voice sounded, and a man with long hair and a black robe appeared near the copper mine, looking at the copper mine with a smile on his face. (End of this chapter)