ah?The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Food is also easy to deal with, and there is no shortage of it in the water storage ring.

Some of them were food he had brought back from alms, and some were fresh vegetables that Master Rong Yu had forced on him before leaving Lihuo Island. He said they were grown in his own spiritual field and could not be bought outside, and the spiritual rice grown last time had not yet been finished. It’s as rich as the trunk of Grandma’s car that was stuffed before returning to the city after the Chinese New Year.

"It's hard to find water in the desert. Have you prepared water? It may be a little more expensive to buy it here, but I also have a way."

Du Xinghe looked at Xinyue and said, "We can just get the underground water."

With the elixir-forming monks who have water spirit roots, you won’t be thirsty wherever you go.

Gerile choked and thought about what else he could do.

Du Xinghe: "You just need to be responsible for leading the way."

Being a guide for a monk is easy, but the money is not easy to earn either.

The Yingcang Desert is a neutral zone where no one cares. If the monks start fighting, the mortal guides will suffer. Seeing that they had nothing to prepare, Gerile hurriedly went to the temple to ask for a peace talisman, and asked Emperor Yingcang to bless him for a smooth journey and for people and money to be safe.

"Emperor Ying Cang still blesses this? How much does it cost for one? I'll get one for my master and sister."

Shen Shui said.

He still had some spiritual stones left from his part-time job on the flying boat, and he wanted to spend them as soon as he had the money.

Du Xinghe glanced at him: "Useful?"

"Please rest assured. This kind of peace charm is only sold for incense, so it won't be expensive."

After saying that, Shenshui asked Gerile how much this talisman cost.

After hearing the price, he was shocked: "You have to act as our guide to buy one and a half tickets. Is it worth it?"

"The Immortal doesn't know something. This is what we mortal guides have to buy when accepting jobs. As long as I hold this talisman and ask Emperor Yingcang for blessing, I can be teleported back to Yingcang Temple in Shengyang Market. It will save my life." baby."

It turned out to be an archive resurrection point, so I had to buy it.

I thought it was useless to cross the galaxy, but I also prepared one for everyone.

……

The four of them set off and left Shengyang Market.

After staying in Feizhou for too many days, people were almost getting moldy. Even though there was a sky full of yellow sand around Shengyang Market and visibility was extremely low, the three of them were in high spirits. The mining spirit cursed and transformed into a giant bowl, with a half cover covering most of the gravel.

"Actually, I think it can be made transparent and leave a hole for ventilation." Du Xinghe proposed the direction of improvement.

The mine spirit said: "Aren't you awesome at cultivating immortals? You still have to breathe?"

"You still have a mortal body inside you. I don't need to breathe, and he will die."

Gerile was so scared that he couldn't afford to offend anyone.

After flying dozens of kilometers, the three people who flew away from the sandstorm finally saw the true face of the vast and vast desert. Du Xinghe stood up and looked into the distance, seeing groups of camel caravans passing by in unison, leaving fleeting footprints on this pale gold carpet.

For the next few hundred kilometers, there was no human habitation.

Gerile did not dare to relax and kept leaning on the edge of the bowl, observing the sandy surface that was indistinguishable in the eyes of the Du Xinghe group.

"There are many ferocious spiritual beasts in the desert. We cannot be negligent. Most of them have a strong sense of territory. We must avoid them as much as possible."

"What are they?"

The mine spirit was bored and asked him to talk.

As a result, Gerile took out a "Desert Spiritual Beast Illustrated Book" and said, "Master Magical Treasure, take a look."

"Tell me about crossing the galaxy."

"Don't you want to see it?"

Mining Spirit said confidently: "I don't know many words."

"Illiterates, I despise you," Du Xinghe wanted to say this sentence for a long time, but she changed her mind and said, "No, when you transformed into an alchemy furnace before, weren't there many difficult and difficult words engraved on the alchemy furnace?"

The Mining Spirit has a long history of existence, and perhaps the words it learned have been lost in the long river of time. Mine Spirit: "I made it up, it looks more powerful."

Du Xinghe felt that it was not unreasonable that this thing could be played together with Shenshui.

"Desert lizard group, gerbil group, golden elixir giant frog..."

Du Xinghe read out the names of all the known groups of beasts in the "Desert Spirit Beast Illustrated Book", and Ge Leri added: "Most of the spirit beasts in the desert come out at day and night. If we move during the day, we don't have to worry too much. We will wait until it gets dark. You can take a short break.”

"At this speed, how long will it take to reach the Sea of ​​Mercy?"

Because Gerile was the guide, he also decided the direction of the Mining Spirit's flight. He changed directions many times and even returned a short distance from the original path.

"There are hundreds of seas in the desert, but you travelers all like to go to the Sea of ​​Mercy, so don't you have to spend some time finding the way?"

"Hundreds?"

This amount is beyond Du Xinghe's imagination.

After listening carefully, I found out that it was a naming problem - there are large and small lakes in the Yingcang Desert. The water in the lakes is salty or light. If it is salty, it is called Haizi. Although it is called a sea, its size is different.

Mining Spirit: "No matter how many seas there are, there is no need to turn back!"

It bounced back and forth, making it dizzy.

You must know that it was originally a vein of minerals buried deep in a secret place. It stayed there for countless days and nights. Now it has become a flying magic weapon. The life is too dynamic and it is a bit unbearable.

Gerile looked innocent: "But the Sea of ​​Mercy is a sea that can move!"

Du Xinghe had heard the same thing from Zhang Feng.

Moving Haizi is also called Wandering Lake.

The lake surface changes from time to time, and may even move hundreds of miles away overnight. However, because Haizi's movements are irregular, the number of movements observed by humans is not many.

Gerile pointed to a highland not far away. There were some shrubs growing on the flat sand surface, which could be used to make fire. At first glance, it seemed like a good place for desert travelers to camp for the night: "Look, there are only shrubs on it but not The long grass proves that there have been lakes here before, and I don’t know when they will turn into lakes again. Only our guides can find these elusive lakes!”

Du Xinghe glanced over and Gerile said hurriedly:
"Only we desert people can master the method of moving Haizi."

Du Xinghe didn't even plan to ask about this person's livelihood skills.

Seeing that she didn't ask any further questions, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The sand surface was completely calm, and even if you look at the magnificent scenery for an hour or two, you will get bored. Du Xinghe soon stopped paying attention to the outside world, and instead sat cross-legged and closed his eyes in the Mine Spirit Bowl, meditating with his heart and moon.

Shenshui: "What about me?"

Mine Spirit: "You ask me?"

No one paid attention to him, and Shenshui felt very lonely. After learning the method taught by Hua Ling and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for a while, he took out his stick and practiced the Rakshasa Stick Technique.

It's just that there's not much space inside the bowl, so for every nine moves, two sticks will hit the mining spirit.

When the stick hits the bottom of the bowl, it makes a long and long sound, as if performing singing bowl sound therapy.

After knocking twenty-seven times, the mining spirit said after each knock: "Minus one."

Shenshui: "What to lose?"

"Your merits."

Shenshui put away the stick angrily.

……

The scenery on the desert was like copying and pasting, and this light golden carpet seemed endless. When the mining spirit flew over a high ground, Gerile suddenly whispered: "I saw a razor clam cave, everyone, be careful."

Du Xinghe opened his eyes and looked in the direction he pointed.

The sand surface has been smoothed by the wind, and no unnecessary marks can be seen, let alone holes.

From Gerile's perspective, the lighter colors are the arched marks of King Razor Clam when walking under the sand, chasing their flying magic weapon: "Can you fly faster? Once King Razor Clam is let If it enters within a range of two hundred meters, it will explode and hurt people!"