The next day, there was not a single white cloud in the sky over Aliya as usual, the blue sky was like a piece of turquoise amber, the crimson sun hung high, pouring down a rolling heat wave, and the whole Alia seemed to be in a huge furnace.

Boya's earthy yellow igloo, with its heavy walls of the double structure, blocked out the slightly disturbing heat outside, Carré sat quietly on a stone chair, a faint smile on his delicate face, listening carefully to Boya's talk about the skills of surviving in the desert.

"In the Sahara Desert, you must remember one thing, you must never trust the compass made by the alchemist, that kind of thing, once you enter the desert, the better situation is that it will not stop swinging, and in the case of good luck, maybe it will be possible to come out, but if you point in the wrong direction, it will be miserable, and you will die of thirst in the desert."

Boya lay a little lazily on the chaise longue, talking about some of the taboos of the desert, and every now and then he took a sip of the spirits and smiled pleasantly on his face.

Just as Boya spoke, time passed slowly, and noon time came.

Not far away, a white shadow walked over, her face was quite pretty, and her big black eyes flashed with a happy smile, it was Sivir, who was carrying the food he bought from the tavern in his hand, his lips outlined a shallow smile, and there was no faint sorrow between his eyebrows.

Since that evening Carré left her the more than a hundred gold coins, the burden on her body suddenly dissipated, and the more than a hundred gold coins, if you are careful about it, are enough for Keli to grow up.

"Lord Lancelot, take a break, it's time to eat!" Walking into the door, Sivir smiled at Carré, and his expression faintly revealed a sense of respect.

Hearing Sivir's respectful title, Carré couldn't help but smile and shake his head, and when he saw Sivir's extremely poor three sisters that evening, he couldn't help but feel compassion and secretly left some money for Sivir's three sisters.

But he didn't expect that Sivir had been unusually respectful to him since that day, not only in terms of title, but also in his usual behavior, he studied here in Boya, and three meals a day must be delivered on time.

"Oh, I don't know if anyone else will come to the old man and me every day after Lancelot you leave!" Looking at Sivir, who skillfully placed lunch on the table, Boya laughed strangely and joked with a playful face.

Hearing this, Sivir's movements paused, a seductive blush suddenly appeared on his cheeks, and the speed of his heartbeat increased a little, but after seeing that Carré on the side was not unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then stared at the smiling boya fiercely with big black eyes, and snorted.

Sitting at the dining table and taking a sip of fruit wine, Carré raised his eyes and glanced at the girl standing beside him with a relaxed smile on her face, the girl was much more energetic than when he first met him in front of the train station, and he smiled lightly and said, "Sivir, has something good happened today, so happy!" ”

"Uh, no, nothing." Sivir, who didn't know what he was thinking, came back to his senses, and the smile on his cheek was even better.

After lunch, Sivir left with a smile after packing up the dishes, while Carré stayed at the Boya house to learn how to survive in the desert.

In the next few days, Carley's life was so regular, he went to Boya's house to learn the knowledge of desert survival during the day, and returned to the hotel at night to practice Yuan Li.

As the night deepened, the temperature of Alia became colder, and the breath of the pedestrians on the street turned into white mist, and the howling cold wind swept by, and they couldn't help but tighten their clothes, and their steps quickened a lot, and hurried towards their homes.

In the room of the hotel, Carré sat quietly on the bed, as of noon today, his days of studying at Boya's father had ended, I saw him with his eyes closed, patiently refining the Yuan Force in his body, since he returned to the hotel at noon, he has been refining the Yuan Force without interruption.

Vaguely, he had a feeling in his heart that the germination period of the Yuan Force Seed would end tonight.

In the starting point of the Yuan Force, the dragon's eye size Yuan Force Seed floated in the air, the whole body was snow-white, slowly rotating, with the rotation of the Yuan Force Seed, the red Yuan Force poured down, all of which were absorbed by it, but this absorption was still very slow, no longer the initial whale swallowing trend.

The speed of the Yuan Force Seed was getting slower and slower, and the speed of absorbing the Yuan Force was gradually decreasing, and finally, when a drop of crimson Yuan Force was absorbed, the devouring power of the Yuan Force Seed dissipated, and it floated quietly, no longer rotating slowly.

The white Yuanli seed suddenly shook, and a mysterious aura also arose, a bright but not dazzling light emanated from its body, faintly, Carley could see that a crack slowly appeared on the Yuanli seed, and then it seemed to ignite the fuse, and countless fine cracks quickly spread on the Yuanli seed.

Syllable!

The Yuanli seed shattered like an eggshell, and the bright and soft light gradually dissipated, only to see a fiery red seedling floating in the starting point of Yuanli, and the whole body of the seedling was like a fire jade carving, crystal clear, with a mysterious luster flowing on it.

The moment the seedlings appeared, Carley's body shook suddenly, his head was a little dizzy, and the follow-up battle recipe cultivation mantra appeared in his mind, like the sound of bells and drums, and the obscure mantra was deeply imprinted in Carley's mind.

This time, the mantra of the battle technique was no longer cut off to the Golden Martial Artist, but it was enough for him to cultivate to the heaven-level Martial Saint.

After a long time, Carley exhaled deeply, slowly opened his eyes, and a relieved smile appeared in his dark eyes, the germination period of the Yuanli Seed was finally over, and his strength finally began to increase significantly, no, it should not be called the Yuanli Seed now, according to the introduction in the battle formula, it should be called the Holy Seedling.

Sensing the holy seedling born from the Yuanli seed, Kare's expression was quite puzzled, he still didn't find anything strange about this holy seedling, and the message passed to him by the battle trick only mentioned a few words, only saying that this was the peculiarity of the battle trick, as for the usefulness, it was not introduced in the slightest.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it, I will naturally know when I have the strength!"

Kalei restrained his fluttering mind, a smile appeared on his delicate face, he could feel the several Yuan Veins hidden in the depths of his body, as long as he wanted, he could now penetrate one Yuan Vein and successfully advance to the Silver Martial Artist.

Feeling a feeling of exhaustion coming from his body, Kalei stopped the urge to immediately penetrate the Yuan Vein, but if he wanted to hurry, he cultivated from afternoon to late at night, and now his body was very tired, and it was not suitable to continue cultivating.

I wanted to abandon it directly, but after looking at the backstage, I always felt a sense of shame when I saw the recommendation votes that readers had voted for before and rewarded them again and again.

The background data shows that there are five readers who read along, and they are full of emotion.

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I decided to continue writing and at least give the book an ending, but the update is expected to be unstable, so please be considerate.

(End of chapter)