on the plane.

Wu Tao couldn't be calm for a long time.

Since practicing, he has been able to faintly feel that no matter the city or the suburbs, spiritual power is very scarce, and the martial arts on this earth seem to have come to an end.

And in such an environment, there actually exists a treasure land of cultivation in this vast sea of ​​sand. If those hidden martial arts masters really know, they will rush to come!
"It's unbelievable, isn't it?" The sloppy Taoist said excitedly, "But it's all true, I only stayed in that sand sea for three days, and my martial arts cultivation broke through the shackles of many years. "

"Then why didn't senior stay there?" Wu Tao asked hastily.

"I also wanted to stay there." The slovenly Taoist frowned just as he regained his composure, "But on the morning of the fourth day, the desert boat disappeared out of thin air."

"Disappeared?"

Wu Tao was a little surprised.

"The ship of the desert is impermanent, this is its most dreamy place." The sloppy Taoist was full of emotion.

However, Wu Tao had a bad premonition in his heart: "Senior, since the desert boat is so unpredictable, are you sure you can find it again?"

"Of course." The sloppy Taoist glanced at him, "Although I practiced with all my strength during those three days, I also left a mark on it. As long as I can get close to it within a hundred miles, I can sense it. Nian was chased by the Buddhist sect so anxiously, I have already looked for it again."

Wu Tao's eyelids twitched, and he said, "Senior, a hundred miles around is only a drop in the bucket in the vast desert. If you rely on this to find it, it may be difficult, right?"

"If it's easy, then why bring you here?" The sloppy Taoist snorted coldly.

"Senior, you really..."

Wu Tao shook his head and sighed, but kept silent.

……

a few hours later.

The two got off the plane without stopping at all, and went straight to the desert.

In the evening, they stood on the vast sea of ​​sand.

The desert is solitary and straight, and the long river falls into the sun.

Looking at the scene of the lonely red sun hanging in the vast yellow sand, Wu Tao couldn't help feeling a heroic feeling in his heart.

But before that emotion calmed down, a voice interrupted him.

"What are you looking at, don't go fast."

The sloppy Taoist took a look at him and stepped into the desert.

Wu Tao had no choice but to follow closely behind.

The two fumbled along the way from east to west.

After searching for two days and two nights like this, there was no trace of the desert boat.

"Senior, can we really find it?"

Standing in the scorching sand sea, Wu Tao had a wry smile on his face.

At this moment, his face was full of wind and dust, his hair and collar were full of yellow sand, his lips were even a little pale, and his breath was weak by three points.

"Is it unbearable like this?"

The sloppy Taoist looked back at him, showing a look of hatred for iron.

"Yes, senior, if this continues, I'm afraid I'll die here before I find the desert boat." Wu Tao didn't insist on it hypocritically.

After the battle that night, his original essence and blood were severely depleted, and his body was extremely weak. It was already a miracle that he could persist in the desert until now.

"What a drag bottle."

The sloppy Taoist snorted and walked in another direction.

Wu Tao had no choice but to follow behind him.

after an hour.

In the sand sea, a hut appeared in Wu Tao's eyes.

The hut was built of wood and stone, on the billowing yellow sand, it looked like a tree without roots, but even if the wind and yellow sand swept by, it could still stand tall.

"Boy, that's an inn. I'll take you in to rest for an hour. After an hour, we'll continue our journey." A sloppy Taoist voice came from the front.

Wu Tao ran two steps and chased after him: "Senior, who has the means to build such a place on top of this sea of ​​sand?"

"A pair of fateful mandarin ducks fleeing from danger." The slovenly Taoist glanced at him and said calmly.

"Miserable mandarin ducks?" Wu Tao was a little surprised.

"The couple were people in martial arts. They hid themselves in the secular world and cultivated with peace of mind. However, because of a failed breakthrough, they went berserk and massacred 28 neighbors around them, causing the government to issue an arrest warrant. The two of them had no choice but to hide in this desert and make a living." The slovenly Taoist stopped and explained.

"But seniors, it shouldn't be them who are suffering, but the 28 neighbors who were massacred by them, right?" Wu Tao smiled wryly.

"Hmph, that couple can be called 'Heavenly Fiend', if you want to die, just say that after you go in."

The sloppy Taoist came to the inn with a warning.

He reached out and knocked on the door.

"Crench!"

The door of the inn opened, and a lame middle-aged man in his 50s came out.

"Sloppy Taoist, are you here again?"

"Why, aren't you welcome?" The sloppy Taoist said indifferently.

"Of course you are welcome."

The lame man got out of the way and shouted into the inn.

"Old lady, serve two cups of hot tea."

Seeing this, the sloppy Taoist walked in with Wu Tao.

"boom!"

Tiansha closed the door.

The lobby of the inn is relatively simple, except for a few tables, there is no extra decoration.

The two chose a table at random and sat down.

At this time, a middle-aged woman who was blind in one eye came out from behind, came to the table, and handed over two cups of hot tea.

After Wu Tao and the sloppy Taoist each took it, they fell silent.

Seeing this, the Tiansha couple also retreated to the side, as if they were not interested in their purpose of coming here.

In this way, the whole hall became dull.

Wu Tao didn't care either. After drinking the tea, he silently comprehended the Tianyan Shenjue.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

"gone."

The sloppy Taoist stood up and walked towards the door.

Wu Tao stopped practicing and followed him out.

……

With a "creak", the door of the inn closed.

The lame middle-aged man stared at the vast sand sea through the window covered by the wind and sand.

There, the backs of Wu Tao and the sloppy Taoist gradually disappeared.

"Old lady, what day do you think these days are? It's strange that Mo Chen from the Diancang sect at the peak of the Baji sect, and even this sloppy Taoist who is known as the first successor of Buddhism for a century have come here?"

"Yes, we have been here for nearly 20 years, and this desert has never been so lively as it is now." The one-eyed woman nodded.

"Then this excitement, should we join in?" The crippled middle-aged man asked thoughtfully.

In the room, as the sound fell, there was silence.

But suddenly, another voice sounded.

"Of course you are going."

In the lobby of the inn, a thick black fog swirled out, and a middle-aged man with a dark complexion appeared.

Seeing that familiar figure, the Tiansha couple immediately turned pale with shock.

"Brother, you finally found it!"

……

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