Chapter 890: Lost

"So that's ......" Mo Liang's eyes narrowed slightly, "Since you gave us the Snow Sword Sect the Bright Moon Diagram, then you must have mastered the hidden sword skills in it, teach me quickly!"

However, Xiao Hei was suddenly speechless: "Lift ...... Looking up at the Bright Moon Diagram, although I gave it to you to the Snow Sword Sect, but、But ......"

I saw Mo Liang suddenly have a strange expression and said, "You shouldn't know it at all, right?"

Xiao Hei's face turned red, and he said strongly: "Nonsense! Uncle Ben doesn't know any sword skills, it's just that I have mastered enough extraordinary sword skills, and I don't care to go to the sword skills in the Bright Moon Diagram again!"

"Dead duck has a hard mouth!" Mo Liang said with a smile, but Xiao Hei is really good enough, with a pair of Bright Moon Diagram that I don't know where I got it, and the difficulty of comprehension is comparable to the difficulty of hell, so that the sect masters of the Snow Sword Sect have been so eager to comprehend one after another.

Xiao Hei coughed dryly: "Ahem, I advise you not to waste your efforts on the Bright Moon Diagram, if you want to comprehend the hidden sword skills, you not only need a certain amount of swordsmanship as a foundation, but also need extremely high talent and chance, this is not a sword skill that belongs to your continent at all, you can't control it." ”

Mo Liang's eyes were even brighter, and the more Xiao Hei said this, the more he proved the cleverness of the hidden sword skills in the Bright Moon Diagram.

Noticing that Mo Liang completely regarded his advice as a deaf ear, Xiao Hei showed an expression of not listening to the old man's words and suffering a loss in front of him, looking up at the hidden sword skills in the bright moon diagram, it was the inheritance left by that person, even he had a peep or two, if Mo Liang could comprehend it, then there would be a ghost!

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Mo Liang hurried along the general direction of the main domain of the realm, and in another five days, he came to a desert with endless yellow sand.

Here, the temperature of the day is extremely high, the heat is unstoppable, at a glance, there is no stone or sand in the field of vision, there is no grass, no living creatures, and the real bird does not.

Occasionally, there are sandstorms, the wind is howling, and the yellow sand dust is swept into the air by the wind, blurring the human eye, blurring the boundary between heaven and earth, and in all directions, it is all a dusk, as if the sky and the earth are connected, and the people and the sand are integrated, and it is difficult to separate.

And at night, it was as if the whole world had suddenly become quiet, and even the howling wind of the day had died down, replaced by a biting cold and cold.

Wisps of cold air visible to the naked eye, like a ghost, drilled out of the sand, with a cold and heartfelt coolness, making people's bodies stiff and difficult to move, Rao is Mo Liang's cultivation of the hot yang attribute exercises, all faintly unable to resist the cold of the night, and they have to use the hot yang source fire to protect the body to completely ignore it.

Along the way, Mo Liang even found a lot of bones buried in the yellow sand.

"What the hell is this place!" Mo Liang couldn't help but complain.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a third-layer cultivation in the Tiangang Realm, as well as a Flame Yang Source Fire Protector, I am afraid that he would have lost half his life here.

Mo Liang estimated that he had probably entered the territory of the Realm Lord Domain, but he didn't know where he was at the moment, and he didn't even know the direction, he seemed to be lost!

Mo Liang didn't fly to Dancheng directly in Gandu on a flying demon beast, he originally wanted to practice along the way, but now, he has already regretted it a little, at least he should ask Gan Yao for a map of the main domain of the realm!

After aimlessly groping in the endless desert for several days, Mo Liang finally saw the living.

It was a team of about 30 people, they rode a kind of red camel-like demon beast, this kind of demon beast is called the fire demon camel, the skin is rough and thick, the endurance is extremely strong, and has the ability to discern the direction in the desert, can resist the wind and sand during the day, can withstand the cold at night, is a sharp weapon in such a harsh desert.

Some of the fire demon camels carried large boxes on their backs, which looked like a caravan.

The leader is a bald and strong man with a scimitar pinned to his waist, wearing leather armor, and a very rugged appearance, this person's aura is not bad, he is a monk of the sixth layer of the Tiangang Realm!

Mo Liang secretly exclaimed, the realm main domain was really extraordinary, the monks of the sixth layer of the Tiangang realm were already rare powerhouses in the ten countries, and when he first entered the main domain, the first people he saw were all powerhouses of this level.

And since they are caravans, they must be going to towns and other crowded places, follow them, yes!

With a friendly smile on his face, Mo Liang walked towards the caravan.

Noticing that someone was approaching, the caravan immediately became alert, and the bald strong man at the head instantly cast a fierce and defensive look at Mo Liang.

It wasn't until he found out that Mo Liang was the only one who came, and only the True Source Ninth Layer cultivator, that he relaxed his vigilance slightly.

With the help of the Yan King Ring, Mo Liang suppressed his cultivation at the ninth layer of the True Source Realm, and this kind of cultivation should not be too noticeable in the Realm Lord Domain.

The bald-headed strong man on the sixth floor of the Gang Realm shouted fiercely, "Who is coming?"

Mo Liang bowed his hand to the bald strong man and said with a smile: "This eldest brother, the younger brother strayed into this desert and lost his way, I don't know if I can take the younger brother a ride and take me out of the desert." ”

"Where did you come from and where are you going?" the bald man said in confusion, seeing a single teenager in this ghost place had to make people suspicious.

"I'm coming from Gan to go to Dancheng to participate in the Danhai Chase Saint Competition. Mo Liang said bluntly, the Danhai Saint Chase is about to begin, and it should not be surprising that the alchemists of the entire northern realm are flocking to Dancheng, and the identity of the alchemist is easy to use anywhere.

Mo Liang's answer made everyone in the caravan, including the bald strong man, stunned, but then, everyone's faces showed a strange expression, and they looked at Mo Liang in disbelief.

Danhai's Saint Dabi is about to begin, and the alchemists of the entire northern territory are flocking to Dancheng, which is true, but which alchemist is not riding a flying demon beast and going to Dancheng in a glamorous and decent manner, and there is actually an alchemist alone, carrying a broken wooden sword, and traveling thousands of miles from Gan to come on foot?

Moreover, this young man only has a mere cultivation of the ninth layer of the True Source Realm, and it is unbelievable that he can pass through the death ground between the Gan Kingdom and the Realm Lord Domain alive without the help of the Fire Demon Camel and take it here.

This young man shouldn't be the master of swaggering and deceiving under the guise of an alchemist, right?

Seeing the bald man looking at himself suspiciously, Mo Liang took out a long-necked jade bottle and presented it:

"A little Sichuan as a thank you gift, not a tribute. ”

The bald man took the long-necked jade bottle, opened it and looked at it, and immediately his eyes lit up, this long-necked jade bottle actually contained five or six pills, all of which were all low-grade pills of the same color, and the color was good.

Mo Liang still understands the truth that wealth is not exposed, and it is very suitable to use these pills that he has completely disdained as travel expenses and prove his identity as an alchemist.

The bald strong man couldn't help but look at Mo Liang again, could it be that this kid is really an alchemist?