Cultivating immortals is a hard job

On the other side of this sand sea is Southern Xinjiang.

In the center of the desert, there is a natural air restriction, which has served as an invisible barrier between the two places for thousands of years.

The ancients said that people are timid when they are close to home, and Mo Xun means that now.

After flying for more than half a month, the flying car could no longer fly.

The restricted area of ​​​​the air here is extremely wide. Some people say that this place was the site of a large sect in ancient times, and some relics from that time have even been found.

The only thing that is reassuring is that there will be no unknown dangers.

Apart from the occasional dust blowing all over the sky, it just requires a little more effort on the feet.

But these are really nothing to the immortal cultivators.

Walking in this endless sea of ​​sand, people will always unconsciously feel a sense of insignificance.

This has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation, it is an innate reverence for heaven and earth.

His experience of more than two hundred years, if you want to call it a "legend", it seems that it is not an exaggeration.

From the Southern Border to Xihezhou, the Eastern Territory to the Central Territory, I went to the boundless sea of ​​monsters, passed through the lost Tiankui Realm, then turned back to the Eastern Territory, returned to Dongsheng, and killed two Nascent Souls in Huanyunyuan. Now he is on his way back to southern Xinjiang.

Even so, it is only the early stage of Nascent Soul!

We are still far away from the main road!

The women behind him were whispering along the way, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

Mo Xun shook his head and brought his thoughts back to the past.

How many of those old friends from the past are left now?

It would be a bit sad if there wasn't even one.

At this moment, dust swept in again.

The yellow sand was blown high into the sky, and the vision in front of him became hazy at an incredible speed.

Mo Xun's golden light flashed, isolating all the gravel and storm from the outside world.

Looking down from a high altitude, only a few blurry light spots can be seen slowly moving forward in the sandstorm.

At this moment, a slight cry for help suddenly came from my ears.

Mo Xun couldn't help but frown. Although the sandstorm and the restriction greatly suppressed his consciousness, the people on his side were always within the range of his perception.

It seemed that apart from their group, there were other teams crossing this desert.

Soon, Gu Qingqing and others gathered around Mo Xun, and it was obvious that they also heard the faint cry.

"Go over and have a look!"

Mo Xun's feet moved against the wind, and he took the lead and ran towards the direction of the source of the sound.

As the shouts became weaker and weaker until they disappeared, Mo Xun finally locked the opponent within the scope of his consciousness at the last moment.

Under the tornado-like dust in the sky, a golden light was as fast as lightning, as if it was not affected at all.

In front of a rapidly sinking quicksand, Mo Xun raised his foot and stamped it suddenly.

The sinking quicksand stopped abruptly, and the yellow sand covering an area of ​​more than ten feet in front of him immediately spewed out from the ground, like a spectacular yellow sand fountain.

In the yellow sand, a green figure faintly appeared.

Mo Xun waved his robe sleeves, and the strong wind swept through him, directly carrying the figure from the sky above the quicksand to his side, and he fell to his feet in an awkward manner.

This person is actually a woman with low cultivation level.

He was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and he probably suffered some injuries. Blood seeped from his thighs to his ankles, and half of his trouser legs were stained red.

After struggling in the yellow sand, his hair was now messy and his body was covered with sand.

The woman is young, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Xu Shi suffocated for a moment in shock, and now he was lying on the ground panting heavily.

Mo Xun raised his hand and pointed a spiritual shield around his body to prevent it from being blown away by the surrounding wind and sand.

At this time, Gu Qingqing and others also arrived.

After the woman regained her composure, Mo Xun then smiled and said, "You are so bold as a junior. With such a low level of cultivation, you actually dare to venture into the Fantasy Cloud Desert alone."

Although there is not much danger here, it is still relatively high-level monks.

If you rashly step into the sand sea below the foundation level, the possibility of death is still quite high.

Luo Xi and Gu Qingqing looked at each other, seemingly understanding each other and feeling speechless at the same time.

This guy may not have a good rapport with women!

No matter where you go, you can meet some irrelevant women.

Although the clothes of the girl in front of me are dirty and her face is covered with mud, if you look closely, you can see that her features are very delicate and dignified, and her body is slim and graceful!

Her long legs under the skirt almost reached her waist.

After coughing violently for a while, the woman's face was so red that she almost didn't have time to see Mo Xun's face clearly, and she knelt down directly.

"I would also like to ask the seniors to save the junior masters and masters. We are disciples of the Tianyun Sect. This time, we have been ordered by several ancestors of the Tiandao Alliance to deliver news to the two major sects of Huanyunyuan. However, Encountering enemies on the road, both my master and master were seriously injured. In the end, in a desperate attempt, the three of us escaped into the Magic Cloud Desert. However, due to the sandstorm, I lost contact with them, and now I don’t know whether I am dead or alive. .....”

Before she finished speaking, the woman started crying and lay on the ground sobbing continuously.

Probably because he had just experienced a life and death, his mood was a little unstable, and he had lost his backbone, so he could only grasp Mo Xun as a life-saving straw. Although he didn't ask a word, he already told him all about his life background. out.

But when he heard the words "Tianyun Sect", Mo Xun narrowed his eyes slightly.

He may not know much about this sect, but his impression of it can be said to be extremely deep.

He was entrusted by Fairy Yuehua to look for her disciple Liu Jizi, and he almost died at the hands of the descendants of the Liu family.

He still remembers this account!

"Get up first and talk slowly!"

From what the woman said just now, he can get some useful information for him now.

The Tiandao League was just established when he left Southern Xinjiang.

At that time, the Demonic Path was invading, and the thirteen sects in Southern Xinjiang formed such an alliance to resist the invasion of the nine sects of the Demonic Path.

Could it be that the battle between the Heavenly Demons has not ended yet?

This fight may not have lasted too long!

The woman did not get up, and still knelt there.

"Please save my master and grandmaster. If it is delayed for a moment, I am afraid they will sleep forever under the sea of ​​sand."

Mo Xun released his consciousness and sensed around, but did not find any signs of other life.

However, according to the woman's address, her master and teacher were at least at the foundation-building stage, and it was possible that they could even reach the Jindan stage.

He didn't believe that a Jindan cultivator would easily die in such a place.

"How about this, you get up first and take me to find them."

The woman said at a loss: "Junior... I don't know where they were blown to by the wind and sand."