Being shouted by Liu Yong, everyone in the caravan looked up at the sky, and saw the two of them flying with their swords, with a fierce momentum, and suddenly shivered, and some even collapsed to the ground with weak legs.

"Senior brother, you scared them. Xian Meng looked down and smiled.

Gu Yuanbai, "......"

"Shangxian, do you have anything to tell you this time?" Liu Yong stepped forward and asked with courage.

Come down, why don't you say that you are descending to the mortal? Xian Meng was amused in her heart, and then looked at Gu Yuanbai with a proud posture, but there was a bit of a mortal posture.

"Is there a map here?" Gu Yuanbai said straight to the point.

Liu Yong was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "The sandstorm is raging in the Necromantic Desert, and the terrain changes every day, so it is difficult to record the map. ”

"Then how do you know the way?" Xian Meng poked her head out, her height was not yet Gu Yuanbai's shoulders, as if she was coming out from behind.

"Two immortals, please wait a moment. Liu Yong walked quickly to the team, took down the spirit bird on the peak, and instructed the others to continue the team.

"This is the sand brocade bird, its beak all the way to the south, the key to our orientation. Liu Yong said and turned the head of the sand brocade bird to the side, and in less than a moment the spirit bird turned back to its original direction, "In addition, its feathers are originally white, and when a sandstorm comes, it will turn yellow, and the darker the color, the bigger the sandstorm." ”

No wonder when Edgeworth came, he would hear Liu Yong say that there was a small sandstorm, Xian Meng saw that the feathers of the sand brocade bird were slightly yellow, and poked the spirit bird's neck with great interest, and his fingers were pecked fiercely, and he was glared at.

Liu Yong saw a spirit, and hurriedly hugged the spirit bird and stepped back. "Immortal forgiveness. ”

"It's out of the way, it's just fun to watch and want to be funny. Xian Meng laughed, "Anyway, I have rough skin and thick meat." ”

It's the truth. The success of refining the body can indeed be described as having rough skin and thick flesh, but it is just placed on the head of Lori, who is not a few weak crowns like Xianmeng, which provokes Gu Yuanbai and Liu Yong to glance at it several times.

"This bird ......" Gu Yuanbai stared at the Shajin bird thoughtfully.

Liu Yong looked at the people's eyes, immediately understood, and said respectfully, "Just in case, there are three sand brocade birds in the caravan." This one was given to the immortals for wayfinding. ”

Even if he was favored by others, Gu Yuanbai still had a cold and high attitude, and he didn't make people feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, between a few nods, Liu Yong was a little flattered.

"No, I just heard you say that you can reach the nearby counties after the sandstorm?" Gu Yuanbai asked lightly.

Liu Yong didn't know what he meant. Carefully replied. "Yes, since there is no map, we usually rely on experience to travel, and according to my observation, when the sandstorm passes, it will only take half a day to reach Xiayuan County at the earliest. ”

"Good. Gu Yuanbai's answer this time was not ambiguous, "Then let's go together." ”

Liu Yong told the others the news that the two immortals had stayed in the caravan, which attracted admiration again. Again a gaze of awe.

"Senior brother, you sit. "Xianmeng, smash it, smash it. "I'll go and exchange some salt and spices with them. ”

When I was in the country of Xiaoyue, I thought I was about to return to the sect, and I entered the hunt with little supply, and then stayed in the underground world of the Colorful Moon Vine for a few days, eating barbecue and drinking broth all day long, and the condiments were almost exhausted.

After being teleported, he faced a vast desert, and the danger of running out of ammunition and food was self-evident.

Of course, Xian Meng didn't grow some spices in the treasure gourd realm. But sometimes, you're too embarrassed to take out a handful of fresh "condiments" dripping with dew and not dissipating the rich aura on top?

Please don't compare the IQ of the fourth senior brother with a foodie like Gu Lang, it's all tears when you talk too much......

With Gu Yuanbai's posture of pulling the wind, Xian Meng easily let Liu Yong take time out of her busy schedule and exchanged some condiments for her.

Later, in return, Xian Meng lifted the two camels that refused to move lightly and moved them to the foothold in the sandstorm, just to block the simple fence surrounded by camel bodies.

Not only Liu Yong's caravan, but even Gu Yuanbai looked slightly stunned.

Although he knew that Xianmeng's cultivation was mainly based on body refining, he never thought that after just a few years of hard work down the mountain, the soft and cute little junior sister would cultivate into a strange power Lori!

Gu Yuanbai, "......" Seeing that Xian Meng was satisfied and came back with the spices, he said euphemistically, "Is there anything unclear about your recent cultivation?"

"Huh?" This should be what Senior Brother Yun Yue would say, right?Xian Meng blinked and looked back, "Fourth Senior Brother is hungry?"

Gu Yuanbai, "......"

The sandstorm came unprepared, and despite the warning of the sand brocade bird, the sudden wind still dazzled everyone.

"Hurry up to the tent. After Liu Yong finished shouting at everyone, he made a mistake and walked in the direction of Xian Meng and Gu Yuanbai.

The so-called tent is a leather tent made of special material, placed in the center of a small encirclement surrounded by camels, to help protect the people from the yellow sand.

"The two immortals want to go to the account with me to avoid it?" Facing Gu Yuanbai, Liu Yong was extremely cautious in his words.

To be honest, a small sandstorm is nothing to Xianmeng, who is successful in refining his body, but seeing so many people crowded in it is interesting, so he agreed for Gu Yuanbai.

Originally, Liu Yong, who was just polite and didn't think that the two would agree, "......"

As soon as Xian Meng and Gu Yuanbai entered the tent, they seemed to be separated from the windy sand world outside.

The edges of the leather were fastened with an awl, and the only faint sound of the sand clapping against the surface of the book and the howling of the wind could be heard.

After a quarter of an hour, the rest of the tent calmed down their tension and laughed with those who knew each other nearby.

This had happened several times in the caravan's journey, and the sandstorm was smaller than they had expected, and would stop in about two hours.

It was the first time for Xian Meng to experience this, and she unconsciously listened to the sound of the wind blowing, and even let go of her divine sense, only to feel that there was a strange rhythm in the fine sand.

If the flames were to use this wind, wouldn't they be able to ignite the prairie Suddenly, Xian Meng felt as if she was grasping something, and scratched her head incomprehensibly.

Gu Yuanbai felt something, his eyes opened and closed gently, and he continued to look settled.

Just as the last sandstorm on the road of everyone's immersion was about to arrive in Xiayuan County, a woman wearing a cloak and unable to see her face clearly under the tent lowered her head, and her arms tightened with the child in her arms.

"Sister?" the little boy in his arms looked up in confusion.

"Shhhh The woman is also not very old, she has been working for a long time, and her face reveals a haggard and calm that does not match her age, "If something happens later, my sister is no longer by your side, just run to that immortal, you know?"

The little boy looked at Xian Meng, a little curious and fearful.

The wind did not stop, the leather was beaten by the strong wind and hunted, the awl in one corner was loosened, and the wind and sand poured into a few wisps, Liu Yong, who was sitting next to him, hurriedly pounced forward and nailed the awl into it again.

"Sting. A sound sounded like a crack brocade suddenly, coming from outside the tent, and the leather was cut out by a sharp weapon, the cut was neat, and the wind and sand suddenly poured in.

Liu Yong was shocked, and at that moment, he clearly felt the pressure that belonged to the cultivators.

The storm raged, and everyone in the caravan lost their minds for a moment, and some of them trembled in terror.

"Old horse, you go over there to settle!" Liu Yong quickly explained to the nearest person, who was also one of the three Qi Refining Stages in the caravan, and was quite prestigious, "I'll go and see what's going on." ”

"Lao Liu!" Lao Ma pointed behind Liu Yong and exclaimed, "Look over there, Shangxian ......"

The leather tent was pliable and strong, protecting the caravan from a storm, and it was impossible to break in a small wind and sand, and the narrow opening was cut by someone.

When the footsteps approached, Gu Yuanbai had already noticed that there were five people, and their cultivation was not high, and they were about to fluctuate up and down in the middle of foundation building.

I thought it was a monk who was walking in a sandstorm, but after all, a little wind and sand could not affect a foundation building period that could communicate the energy of heaven and earth.

It's just that I didn't expect that these five people were completely coming for the caravan.

"Get out. Gu Yuanbai snorted softly, like thunder exploding in the mind of the sneak attacker.

All five of them were armed with sharp weapons and looked at each other in disbelief. Before they accepted the assassination mission, they had not heard of any monks in the caravan above the foundation level.

"Fellow Daoist, can we do something convenient in Qianli Pavilion?" The person with the highest cultivation among the five people arrived at the Dao.

The wind and sand continued, and the people in the caravan had been pacified by Liu Yong, knowing that there was a monk duel going on not far from them, and their faces were frightened, but they only dared to cover their mouths and noses and lie on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

"Not in the mood. During the divine sense investigation, Xian Meng was still sitting in place in a mysterious state of concentration, and his face was confused by the wind and sand, Gu Yuan's white brows were twisted into a Sichuan character, "Die." ”

The five monks obviously refused to give up, and discussed countermeasures with each other, and finally decided that the three of them would drag Gu Yuanbai and the other two would attack the sister and brother.

But at this moment, the flying sword soared in front of them, and flew around the caravan with extreme speed, and the cold ice aura was emitted everywhere it passed, and the wind and sand were all condensed into particles, falling like hailstones, and an absolutely safe zone was suddenly drawn in the sandstorm.

"Huh, the wind has stopped?"

"It's the means of the immortals!" the people lying on the ground raised their heads one after another.

The five monks were shocked - this is the means of the cultivators, and the powerful ones even moved mountains and reclaimed the sea, changing time and space.

"Retreat. "Manipulating the energy of heaven and earth so skillfully is something that cannot be done without the peak of foundation building, and they sensed a trace of irresistible pressure from Gu Yuanbai's body.

Such a young man, could not be the Jindan period of failure, and the assassin led by him was horrified.

The attackers faded, but the tent could no longer be restored, and the Xuanbing Sword flew around in a circle and landed beside Gu Yuanbai's feet, the frost aura had not yet dissipated, resisting the wind and sand outside, protecting the caravan not far away.

"Senior brother?" After a long time, Xian Meng opened his eyes, and the moment of inspiration he realized when he was in a daze was completely forgotten, "The sandstorm has passed...... Where's the tent?"

"It's broken. Gu Yuanbai wrote lightly, continued to close his eyes, and only left one sentence, "Hungry, cook." ”

"Haole!" Xian Meng happily replied, and the matter of the account was immediately forgotten.

Look, who said that the Jindan period monk doesn't eat grains, and one day she will be able to take the stomach of the fourth senior brother! )