After being reborn, he became cinnabar in the heart of Quanxianmen

Western Regions Desert.

There are boundless Gobi deserts on all sides, spreading to the distant sky.The west-slanting sun is like a red iron ball, and the heat of the afterglow sprinkles on the barren land where there is no grass, but there is no trace of warmth.

The howling cold wind was like a knife cutting, and the whimpering was like a ghost's howl.The dry and scorched ground is like frostbitten chapped skin, covered with rough gravel, and occasionally a piece of withered yellow and bleak grass can be seen.

A pair of orange eyes suddenly opened in the gravel beside the withered grass.The narrow vertical pupils looked forward vigilantly.It is a desert lizard that lurks on the ground.There was a chaotic sound of hooves.

The inch-long desert lizard felt the vibration of the ground and quickly crawled back to the underground cave.

In the dusty expanse, a team of horses galloped by.The leader had a bearded face, was covered in dust, and covered his mouth and nose with a mask.The left eye is drooping, and a hideous scar runs from the corner of the left eyebrow to the right cheek, looking particularly fierce.

He was wearing a set of dirty cotton robes, with a half-worn black-brown armor tied outside, and a machete pinned to his waist.The dozen or so people behind him were all dressed in the same way.

This is a gang of desert horse bandits.

The horse bandits are one person and one horse, except for the riders on the back of the three horses, each of them has a person lying on their stomachs.

"Do we have to?"

asked a voice suppressing resentment.

"No problem, trust me. I lost my way on a march before, and that's how I found my way."

Another voice answered.It is a clear and firm gender-neutral tone.

"I guess you weren't sitting like that on horseback then?"

The first voice mocked coolly.

"What's the matter! You don't have to walk by yourself anymore, what more do you want! Can't you bear this bit of hardship?"

The second person was obviously a little annoyed.

"I was just thinking, what if they also go the wrong way and we are further away."

"If I really go wrong, can I do it?"

A third voice cut in.The calm and calm voice was like a dark cloud brewing a rainstorm.

"...Master has done calculations. Our trip this time is an auspicious hexagram of turning bad luck into good luck and reuniting after a long absence. Believe me, I have read it, the direction is right, and there will be no problem."

Lu Ran looked indifferently at the hands and feet bound by the thick hemp rope, and thought to himself, how dare you believe the words of that big liar Lu Bai?

The horses were galloping next door, and Lu Ran was tied to the horse's back, bouncing up and down, dizzy, and tilted to one side.The horse bandit in front of him violently pulled the rope and pulled him back.

The rough hemp rope drew a bright red mark on the wrist.Lu Ran gritted his teeth, and said in a secret voice: "Can't we just take their leaders as hostages and force them to take us there?"

Song Jun, the dignified Princess Zhou, is now tied to a horse like a rice dumpling, and she is obviously suppressing her temper:

"The horse bandits are very shrewd. I led an army once before, and I was accidentally separated from a large army. I wanted to coerce the horse bandits I met by chance to lead the way, but I was almost taken into the quicksand trap and wiped out. In the end, a dozen horse bandits Only two people were killed, and finally told the truth."

"So? What do I have to do with us being tied up and frozen into fools now?"

Lu Ran has gradually given up thinking in the biting north wind.

Song Jun is Huo Linggen, and his condition is better than him, so he replied logically:

"According to the records, there are many quicksands in the deserts of the Western Regions, and it is easy to fall into the pit without someone leading the way. Although we have mana, the spiritual power here is too thin to replenish, so we should use it sparingly as much as possible."

Lu Ran almost believed her nonsense.

Akage remained silent most of the time.On the one hand, it was due to her personality, on the other hand, she was really speechless.

The horse bandit with Ah Ying was a young man who was stupefied.The horsemanship is very ordinary, but the man is very confident, relying on a brute force to rein in the rein and dash left and right.A Ying had to quietly cut the rope binding his feet, and clamped the horse's belly to help him control his direction.

The key point was that the man was pleasantly surprised to see that the horse under his seat was so obedient today. He felt that his secret efforts must have paid off, and he came back to surprise everyone, but he still tried to do some complicated tricks.A Ying held the knife in his hand a few times, and took it back abruptly.

Things weren't supposed to be like this.

The three of them spent a day packing their luggage after receiving the order to assist in returning to the spirit from Lu Bai.Before leaving, Lu Ran hurriedly modified the textures of several magical artifacts so that they could be used in the sand sea.

Early the next morning, just as he was about to walk towards the mountain gate, he ran into Fu Xiao who had just finished his morning exercise.I don't know how Lu Bai fooled me, but Fu Xiao, a silly boy, was able to strictly abide by his master's instructions to take them down the mountain directly from the secret path without going through the mountain gate.

It was only then that Lu Ran remembered that he was inexplicably banned by Lu Bai from approaching the sect's sect gate, and the little brotherhood that had been brewed the night before disappeared in an instant without a trace.Fu Xiao sent the group of three to the town they passed by when they came.He also assisted Song Jun to draw a teleportation array to Yucheng, a sleepy town in the surrounding area.

The place of return is an ancient desert country called "Sumuya", which is located in the desert and still some distance away from Yucheng.The Dazhou city closest to Sumuya is actually Dingcheng.However, Dingcheng is too remote, and the spiritual power is thin, so it is impossible to accurately locate the coordinates, and the teleportation array is extremely unstable, so it can only use Yucheng as a transit.

But the spiritual power in the desert is thin, and once the mana is exhausted, it is difficult to replenish.So the three of them didn't carry a man-carrying artifact similar to the flying boat of the Buddha Sect, but bought a mount in the city and rode out of the customs.

—and soon got lost.

In fact, they cannot be blamed for their imprudence.Their original plan was to walk along the ancient city wall and the ancient beacon tower, supplemented by the magic tools made from the branches of the Migu tree, it must be foolproof.

——Then less than two hours after leaving the city gate, they encountered a desert sandstorm.

The yellow sand all over the sky covered the sky and covered the earth.When the sandstorm passed, several people found that they had deviated greatly from their direction in the strong wind.The city wall was left far behind, and the ancient road was buried by sand and dust.The bought horses were injured and unable to move forward, and the branches of Migu were affected by the spiritual force field of the sandstorm and failed.

The three of them had no choice but to rest on the spot temporarily, preparing to judge the direction according to the star map after dark.Song Jun comforted Lu Ran, and before leaving, Lu Bai made a calculation for several people, which was a superior hexagram.They must be able to save the day.

——Then I met a desert horse bandit.

Lu Ran has completely lost the basic trust between people to Lu Bai.

Calling an octopus to tell a fortune is probably more accurate than this big liar.

Song Jun was not worried, but was overjoyed, and transmitted the secret language to Lu Ran and A Ying, so that they would be caught without a fight.The horse bandits have been in the desert for many years and know the Gobi roads like the back of their hands.Follow them at least to a place where there are people.

In order to lure the innocent horse bandit over, they took great pains.The confessions were all colluded, and they said that they were businessmen who went to a foreign country in the west of the desert, and unfortunately encountered a sandstorm and separated from the large army.

Aying was even going to sacrifice her hue cruelly. Her blue eyes glowed with moisture on her dark brown skin like honey, and she looked weak but could be kidnapped.

——Then the horse bandit didn't even look at her.

More than a dozen big men greedily stared at the Qiankun bag on Lu Ran's waist, as if they saw the snowflakes of the living fairy walking in the painting.Immediately, the copycats surrounded the three of them with sharp swords, and sternly asked if Lu Ran was a cultivator.

Lu Ran was about to commit a crime when he was stared at by the crowd.

Song Jun thought of Lu Ran's various anomalies when he was under pressure before, and was afraid that her junior brother would be forced to bring justice from heaven, and surrounded the horse bandits by herself, so she hurriedly confessed again.Changed to a cultivator traveling with a caravan.But the way is very shallow, the mana is low, and you can't do anything, so don't make up your mind.

Song Jun and A Ying hid behind Lu Ran and tried their best to perform what it means to be shivering.Lu Ran threw a few spells symbolically, the sand on the ground exploded, and the dust splashed did not reach the waist of the man, so he could only startle the horse.

Lu Ran put on an arrogant expression of "See if I'm great, you don't know what to do with us", thinking that we are super weak, big brothers, don't be afraid to go boldly, take us quickly Get out of this damn place.

The horse bandits looked at each other two by two, laughed loudly, and tied the three of them to the horse.

——Then they were dizzy and bumpy on horseback for several hours,

Aying had to help the gangster to make the horse obedient.

Lu Ran scolded Lu Bai eight hundred times in his heart.

Fortunately, the horse bandits are heading in the right direction.

The golden-red sun in the sky sank toward the horizon, and the deep Gobi was dyed a layer of mournful red.The majestic Dingcheng gate stands in the distance, like a silent silhouette in the setting sun.The majestic vastness of the desert has both magnificence and sadness at dusk.

The horse bandits changed their clothes in a hidden stronghold near Dingcheng, and changed their appearance with special clay.Song Jun's voice transmission told the two horse bandits that they were going to enter the customs disguised as a troubled businessman.

The hemp rope on Lu Ran's body was untied.Just as he was quietly rubbing the sore and numb limbs that had been tied up to comfort himself, he saw a skinny middle-aged man in the stronghold find another piece of dirty, colorless rope from nowhere, and put it on his back again. His arms were bound.

Lu Ran sneered in his heart.Dingcheng has arrived, it's time to kill the donkey.Just as he was gathering his spiritual power to break free from the rope, he suddenly heard the bandit approach their boss flatteringly asking for credit: "This Taoist priest's hands have already been bound by the Immortal Binding Rope. The Immortal Binding Rope is a heaven-level spiritual tool in the realm of comprehension. No matter how high his cultivation base is, he will not be able to use mana."

Lu Ran silently glanced at the rope on his wrist, speechless.Come on, tell me again in front of me, an instrument repairer, what is this piece of broken rope?

The boss of the kidnapper hummed: "There are fewer and fewer cultivators coming here now. Thanks to a few years ago, they robbed a few big ones and left a lot of good things."

Lu Ran looked at the two complacently in pain.

Little fools, do you know that you have snatched fakes?

Lu Ran felt that this was simply unbelievable.They needed horse bandits to lead the way because they lost their way.What happened to those practitioners who were kidnapped before?Why does it sound like there is no one who can fight, and all of them are captured obediently?

As long as there is a brave peanut, it won't make the horse bandit drunk to such a virtue?

Song Jun frowned.Looking around, the furnishings are very simple, obviously it is just a temporary stronghold.Hearing this tone again, he is a habitual offender.With just a dozen crooked melons and cracked dates, who gave them the courage to rob practitioners for fun?

She was thinking about it, when she suddenly saw a kidnapper who was squinting like a skinny monkey rubbing his hands and walking towards her, his affectionate eyes lingered on Song Jun's face:

"This young man with thin skin and tender flesh looks like a girl. He must be a little lady disguised as a man. Is the little beauty cold, can my brother keep you warm?"

Clang.

Lu Ran gathers the spirit, the spirit knife and the armor resonate. □□The iron armor on the captivated kidnapper's back unknowingly smelted a sharp spike, which aimed straight at the back of the horse bandit.

clang

A Ying's hands behind his back transformed into a pair of shadow swords, with a faint cold light on the blades.

Bang.

Song Jun pretended not to stand still, and pulled the kidnapper away from the spikes with a hook, and blocked A Ying's knife with her right hand.

The kidnapper almost stumbled, and said angrily, "What are you trying to do!"

yes.Lu Ran glanced at Song Jun, what do you want to do?

Song Jun didn't have time to explain clearly, but hurriedly sent a message in secret words: "Do as they say."

The horse bandit was deflated at Song Jun's place. He turned around and saw the innocent-looking Lu Ran. He felt that he had caught a good punching bag, and scolded: "What are you looking at! Look at it and chop off your arm!"

Lu Ran blinked his eyes, but the horse bandit mistook Lu Ran for not trusting him. He was furious for a while, and he offered advice to their leader bitterly: "I think this Taoist priest is very dishonest. Didn't he put his hand in his hand?" Take it apart, so that he won't cause trouble."

The bearded boss hummed, and ordered his subordinates to hold down Lu Ran's arm and raise the handle of the knife with a wave.

Lu Ran looked at Song Jun expressionlessly: Do what they say?

rustle

The poisoned hidden weapon was held in A Ying's hand.

There was a click.

Song Jun held the golden whip wrapped around her waist with hatred.

"Ah!" A cry of surprise.

Lu Ran thought about what Song Jun hadn't finished saying just now, and decided to endure the humiliation and bear the burden of humiliation.Song Jun's hand stretched towards the long whip was lightly pulled by the handle of the whip, which seemed to come alive, and the spikes on the diamond-shaped hidden weapon in A Ying's hand were wilted and bent like withered flowers under the influence of the weapon repair spell.

Lu Ran burst into tears and cried, "I'm just a monk practicing qi! Once I lose my arm, my spiritual power will be useless!"

The horse bandit stopped holding the scimitar in the air, and looked at Lu Ran suspiciously: "What are you trying to do?"

yes.A Ying glanced at Lu Ran, what do you want to do?

Lu Ran began to make up a bizarre story.He is not good at learning, he is just a monk who has just started practicing qi, and he can just induce the body.His arm was cut off, and the meridians in his body were out of balance, but his spiritual root was completely useless, and he no longer had supernatural powers!

The leader looked at the skinny middle-aged man beside him who had paid tribute to the bundle of immortal locks: "What he said is true?"

The middle-aged man smiled grimly: "I have met so many monks in the Western Regions in the past ten years, but I have never heard any nonsense that one cannot practice without a broken hand."

The leader nodded and swung his sword again.

Song Jun scolded in her heart that the kidnapper was so ignorant, she bit the bullet and helped Lu Ran lie:

"Our young master has been weak and sick since he was a child. The doctor asserted that he would not survive. His spiritual power was fed with pills! Once he is seriously injured and lacks medical treatment, he will not survive for two hours!"

Lu Ran coughed earth-shatteringly.

The leader looked at the middle-aged man again.The man was also a little uncertain this time, and asked Song Jun fiercely: "You are so delicate, how dare you come to the desert! If you lie again, your hands will be cut off!"

Aying looked at the horse bandit coldly as if he was looking at a dead person.

The cold hairs on the back of the bearded leader's neck finally stood up belatedly.He squinted at Aying, who was silent and had no sense of presence, and cursed:

"What do ugly monsters look at? A lowly thing is a dog at the master's feet. A dirty slave is only fit to roll in the gutter and crawl on the ground!"

Lu Ran was furious, and a sinister spike suddenly protruded from the copper amulet worn by the kidnapper, which was about to pierce his throat at any moment.

Song Jun was burning with anger, and the long whip in her hand exuded burning heat.

While pulling on Song Jun's sleeve, Ah Ying whispered in a voice transmission: "Didn't you say you have to bear with it and put a long line to catch big fish?"

Lu Ran glanced at her, and began to be unreasonable: "Forbearance, what forbearance, forbearance is Song Jun's idea, and my responsibility is to beat them up and make them kneel on the ground to see Song Jun."

Song Jun said coldly: "If you have a knife in your hand, cut your throat with it, and if you have a fire around you, put them into the brazier and burn them to death. All problems will be solved."

A Ying: "..."

Should she be touched now?

Ah Ying suddenly raised her head and let out a pitiful cry.The murderous aura of the black shadow knife faded away, and the two aquamarine-like eyes on the brown skin caught the glittering water, like the seabed rippling under the sunlight.

The horse bandit was in a daze for a while, and unconsciously softened his voice: "What do you want to do?"

yes.Song Jun and Lu Ran held back their anger and looked at A Ying at the same time, what are you trying to do?

A Ying began to carry forward the traditional art of making up nonsense, full of affection:

"My young master's condition has worsened recently, and the medicine is useless, so he can only hang his life with the elixir. The master takes pity on the young son, and heard that there are life-saving panacea in the oases scattered in the desert of the Western Regions, so he ordered us two maids to take it with him. The young master is going west to try his luck."

Lu Ran was speechless, how could anyone believe this nonsense full of loopholes?

Why didn't he know that there was an oasis in the desert to the west?

The middle-aged thin monkey actually showed a hesitant expression, whispering in the leader's ear:

"In the past ten years or so, there have indeed been a number of immortal cultivators crossing the desert, throwing down pieces of jade, and the jade turned into lakes, surrounded by lush aquatic plants. It is said that there is indeed an immortal medicine in the oasis..."

All three of them had excellent hearing and could hear clearly.

Lu Ran glanced in surprise at A Ying who had given the best lie of the day.The shadow guards either train day and night in the small black room, or stay by the master's side like a kite, how come they know so much about these exotic scenery?

Think about it, at the Zongmen written test, the questions Lu Bai gave her seemed to be related to customs and geography.

The leader pondered for a moment, and finally he widened his mind and gave up the idea of ​​cutting off Lu Ran's arm.The skinny middle-aged man took out an old and faded talisman paper from nowhere.

Lu Ran glanced at it.It seems that maybe it is a forbidden speech talisman that is written crookedly and falsely?

The horse bandits pasted the talisman papers into the clothes of several people.

Lu Ran couldn't laugh or cry, after the sick and weak young master, he had to pretend to be dumb again?

The gangsters in disguise led three people pretending to be busy merchants, and entered the city gate with forged documents.The sergeant guarding the city looked at the documents over and over again, feeling that something was wrong.

The gangster pulled him aside and stuffed some money into his hand.The soldiers guarding the city shook their purses and waved their hands to let people into the city.

Song Jun gave the guard a cold look.

It was evening.The horse bandits divided into two groups, and several of them grabbed Song Jun and A Ying and walked towards the black market.Before parting, Song Jun quietly transmitted voice to Lu Ran: "Follow the caravan and leave the customs."

Lu Ran was puzzled.Song Jun showed a secretive smile and left straight away.

The remaining two people, one tall and one short, escorted Lu Ran into a restaurant.There happened to be a group of businessmen drinking and resting in the restaurant.The gangster took the opportunity to chat with them while they were drunk, and learned that this was a group of tea merchants and they would leave the customs tomorrow morning.

Lu Ran casually glanced at the boxes containing tea, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

You call this tea?

Everyone in the caravan wore thick hoods to hide their figures.The leader of the caravan was an old man with a vicissitudes of life, hiding behind others and looking at Lu Ran calmly.

Lu Ran always felt that the way the old man looked at him was the same as looking at white money.

After late at night, the businessman went back to his house to rest, and the gangster spent a few copper coins to take Lu Ran to the storeroom of the restaurant to deal with it for the night.

The winter has not yet passed, and the desert is so cold that the dripping water turns into ice.Although Lu Ran is a cultivator of immortals, but he is not good at exercising his body, he tosses and turns in the cold and can't sleep. The more he thinks about it, the more he feels that Song Jun's smile before parting is filled with the words "selling teammates".

Half asleep and half awake, there was only a creak, and the door of the warehouse was pushed open.The old caravan man he had seen before quietly walked into the warehouse.Behind him was a thin and tall man in gray clothes, caged in a hood, his face could not be seen clearly, he should be a servant, holding a lantern in his hand.

The two gangsters escorting Lu Ran stayed up all night, as if they were waiting for the old man to come.

Lu Ran pretended to be in a deep sleep, and heard the old man ask softly: "Is he really a cultivator?"

The shorter horse bandit threw Lu Ran's Qiankun bag over.

The old man took the Qiankun bag, looked at it carefully for a moment, then handed it over to the man in gray, and said in a gentle voice: "It is indeed the Qiankun bag of a cultivator. But the person has not woken up, in case this young man picked up this Qiankun bag from other places... ..."

The tall gangster sneered: "I think you are a shrewd one, but I can't tell. Well, if you don't believe it, some caravans want him."

The old man smiled kindly: "I don't believe it. It's just that this little fairy is still asleep. Why don't you wake him up and cast a few spells at will. We can then negotiate the price."

The tall one still looked reluctant and sang to the end with a red face, while the short one was easy to talk to, with a simple and honest smile and a gesture of please.

The man in gray came forward holding the lamp hole and squatted down.Lu Ran closed his eyes tightly, intending to show them what it means to never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep.

But neither the rough shaking nor the loud scolding as expected appeared.A cold hand was attached to his forehead, and a strange numbness came from the skin-to-skin contact.

The calloused fingertips lightly rubbed against Lu Ran's tightly closed eyelids, like a dragonfly touching water, like the wind kissing a peach blossom, the warm fingertips dissipated at the touch of one touch.

An unspeakable sense of loss and longing surged in Lu Ran's heart, and he involuntarily chased his cheeks in the direction where the heat source left, rubbing his cheeks coquettishly.

The man let out a chuckle from his throat, and gently pinned a strand of hair from Lu Ran's cheek behind his ear.

The night wind blows open the windows of the warehouse.A crescent moon hangs high in the black night sky, and the hazy moonlight shines into the house.

Lu Ran opened his eyes in a daze.

In the misty moonlight, he was facing a pair of eyes as deep as obsidian.

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