Influenced by the Dragon Elephant Temple and the ascetics, there are many temples and countless monks in the Western Regions.

This is especially true in such a desert land.

It is often possible to see monks wearing Tibetan monk robes and bald shoes passing by.

However, most of them are mortal laymen, and only a very small number are true cultivators.

Lu Qingshan glanced at Xiao Shami twice.

In addition to wearing a light red robe that can only be worn by monks, the appearance of this little novice is also different from the usual appearance of people in the desert.

The little monk has red lips and white teeth, and his appearance is very delicate.

From Xiao Shami's body, Lu Qingshan could still feel a long qi.

This is clearly a monk.

It's just that I don't know if he has practiced special spells, or if he has special magic weapons, the specific cultivation of the little monk, but Lu Qingshan can't find it.

The origin of this little novice is not simple.

Lu Qingshan came to a conclusion.

But that's not something he's supposed to be concerned about.

His immediate priority was to gather the information he needed.

"Childe, what should we do next?" Since entering the desert where the fire element and earth element are abundant, Qin Yitian, who is very fond of this kind of environment, has also been a lot more active because of this, and he has changed his previous lazy temperament and took the initiative to ask.

"First go to the shop opened by the monk of the Dongque tribe and buy the most accurate map of the Mogao Desert." Lu Qingshan said.

To navigate such a large desert, the map is definitely the most important thing.

Lu Qingshan pulled a passer-by and asked about the largest shop in the city.

In a city where monks and mortals mingled, the largest shops were inevitably run by monks.

According to the guidance of passers-by, Lu Qingshan walked unhurriedly for a long time, and the shop called "Dongque" appeared in his sight.

From this name, it can be seen that the owner behind the shop is the ruler of this East Bird City, the East Bird Tribe.

Slowly walking into the store, Lu Qingshan glanced around.

Although it is the largest shop in the ancient city of Dongque, there are not many monks among them, and it looks deserted.

However, the monks wandering around the shop all have a rough sense of physical cultivation on their bodies, and their clothes are relatively casual and rough.

This kind of situation has to be attributed to the unique atmosphere of physical cultivation.

Among the six major schools of cultivation, sword cultivation specializes in natal swords, and the demand for magic weapons is relatively low.

But compared to physical cultivation, sword cultivation is nothing.

Because the body is cultivated, it is the physical body that is cultivated.

From the point of view of physical cultivation, too many Dharma weapons will affect and hinder their cultivation.

And? In their philosophy? No matter how much a foreign object is, it is still a foreign object after all? How can you have your own flesh to be sure?

So a body practice? There are often only one or two magic weapons on the body, some extreme physical cultivation? I can't even see a single magic weapon on my body.

In addition, most of the resources of physical cultivation are used to purchase elixir forging bodies.

So according to the statistics of the good deeds? In the midst of the six cultivations? Comparatively speaking, physical cultivation is the poorest.

Therefore, there is such a saying: robbing the Tao does not rob the body.

The skin is rough and the meat is thick, not to mention that it is a difficult bone to chew? Don't have anything to grow? Poor jingle.

If you can't get along with these people, it's not that you have a problem with your brain, what else can it be?

Lu Qingshan did not agree with the concept of physical cultivation, because in his opinion? The sword is definitely not a foreign object, but something as important as one's own life.

But the same? Lu Qingshan did not reject this concept of cultivation.

After all, the path of cultivation should be a hundred flowers blooming.

........

There was a white-haired old man sitting at the counter of the store, with his eyes half-closed? It seems to be nourishing the gods.

Seeing Lu Qingshan coming in, the old man did not greet the guests very warmly.

This can also be regarded as the characteristic of a wild place like the Western Desert.

In a prosperous place like the Southern Regions? This kind of hospitality? But it's hard to keep those self-proclaimed masters of Fa cultivation.

Lu Qingshan doesn't care? Slowly walking to the counter, "Sir, can you give me the most accurate and detailed map of the Mogao Desert?" ”

Hearing Lu Qingshan's inquiry, the white-haired old man opened his eyes, and glanced at Lu Qingshan a few times with a cloudy gaze.

"There are countless dangers in the Mogao Desert, even if the Dongque tribe has survived in the Mogao Desert for thousands of years, they dare not say that they have found out the Mogao Desert."

"This map is pieced together by the nine clans from the Mogao Desert map in their respective hands, and there is no more detailed map in the entire Mogao Desert," the white-haired old man took out a map of animal skins made of demon beast fur, "However, this price is naturally expensive, but I wonder if this Taoist friend can afford it?" ”

Lu Qingshan chuckled and said, "I should still be able to afford a map." ”

Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, this map, in the end, received Lu Qingshan's twenty fourth-grade spirit stones, which is indeed worthy of a valuable evaluation.

Lu Qingshan, whose assets are far better than those of ordinary monks, naturally doesn't care about this cost.

"In this Mogao Desert, the area where thunderstorms are most frequent, I wonder if the old gentleman has any understanding?" Lu Qingshan inquired tentatively.

For the sake of having just made a big deal, the white-haired old man was not stingy to say a few more words to Lu Qingshan.

He unfolded the map and pointed to three places on the map, "See the signs for these three places?" ”

Hearing this, Lu Qingshan hurriedly glanced at the map.

The map purchased at a high price is indeed very finely drawn, not only marking the settlements of various small human tribes in the Mogao Desert, but even in some places where monsters are active, there are warning signs.

And the three places that the white-haired old man pointed to have corresponding thunder signs.

"These three places are the places where thunderstorms occur all year round in our Mogao Desert," the white-haired old man explained, "This is the information provided by the Giant Bear Tribe.

The monks of the Giant Bear Tribe need to use the thunder forging method to practice the body forging technique, so they know a lot about the thunder-prone places in the Mogao Desert. ”

"However," the white-haired old man paused, thought for a moment, and said meaningfully, "If you need to use thunder to practice any magic, it is best to go to the two thunderstorm areas in the northeast and southeast, and the northwest one...... If you can, it's best not to go. ”

"Please also ask the old gentleman to teach me." Lu Qingshan said politely, and his subordinates already handed over a third-grade spirit stone with a living eye.

The white-haired old man smiled and swept the spirit stone into his sleeve robe, and at the same time explained, "The first two thunderstorm areas are the forging places of the monks of the Giant Bear Tribe.

Because the power of the thunder there grows very regularly, from the outside to the inside, the thunder gradually becomes violent.

The outermost thunder power, even the Qi Refining Cultivator, can be carried for a period of time, and when it comes to the innermost, the thunder power in it is difficult for even the Yuanying Cultivator to resist.

This stability makes these two areas suitable for monks of all realms to forge their bodies according to their abilities.

But in this last thunderstorm area, there is no such stability. ”

The white-haired old man palpitated, "The last thunderstorm area is already close to the deepest part of the Mogao Desert, and it is inaccessible.

It was discovered by an infant elder of the Giant Bear Tribe by chance, and at that time he thought he had found another treasure place suitable for forging his body.

Unexpectedly, he had only been exploring that area for a while, and he was still in the outermost safe area, and for some reason, the thunder, which was originally not very powerful, suddenly burst into a frenzy.

The power of those thunderbolts suddenly increased to the point that even he could not resist, and he could only flee in a hurry, but fortunately he had not penetrated deep at that time, so he escaped from the forbidden area in a short time.

But in this way, he suffered a lot of injuries, and came back to recuperate for several years before finally recovering.

So since then, the thunderstorm area has been designated as a forbidden area by the Giant Bear Tribe.

Even the Yuanying Grand Monk is so embarrassed, so it's better for this boy not to be rash......"

There is a nocturnal ancient jade, and the white-haired old man can't see through Lu Qingshan's cultivation, but Lu Qingshan looks so young, and there is no trace of twilight on his body, obviously his real age will not be much older.

In the old man's heart, Lu Qingshan Dingtian is also a Jindan monk, and there is a high probability that he is a foundation building monk.

Lu Qingshan nodded slightly, "Thank you for your advice." ”

Although he promised it, Lu Qingshan understood in his heart that the place where the Thunder Fruit was located was in that forbidden area nine times out of ten.

The reason is not difficult to explain.

The other two areas are the forging places of the monks of the Giant Bear Tribe, if there is really a Thunder Fruit, after so many years, it should have been discovered by the monks of the Giant Bear Tribe, and how could it be that it was not until more than ten years later that it completely matured into the world, thus triggering that bloody disaster?

After getting the news he wanted, Lu Qingshan turned around and walked out.

When Lu Qingshan's figure disappeared into the store, the white-haired old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was silent for a moment, and suddenly took out a communication token from his sleeve, and the spiritual power was running, and a faint spiritual light suddenly flashed on the communication token.

"A forbidden place where even the physical cultivation of the Yuan infant stage is difficult to parry......." Walking out of the shop, Lu Qingshan rubbed his eyebrows with a little headache.

The location of the raw thunder fruit was roughly determined, but how to take it became a difficult problem.

The strength of sword cultivation lies in attack, and defense has always been a difficult problem for sword cultivation.

Lu Qingshan also failed to overcome this shortcoming.

Even with the Five Elements Sword Armor, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to withstand the thunderous bombardment in the forbidden area.

This is not a joke, if you don't do it well, your life will be gone.

But this raw thunder fruit that is about to ripen, he has to take it.

"It seems that it can only be with the help of foreign objects." After pondering for a moment, Lu Qingshan had a plan in his heart.

He hurried into the city, and after getting the news he wanted, he also hurried out of the city.

The figure swept straight up, and according to the guidance of the map, it headed in the direction of the giant bear city of the giant bear tribe.

.........

In the vast desert, the wind and sand are raging, and the scorching sun is shining.

Lu Qingshan, who turned into Changhong and moved forward, finally met the first cultivator since he left Dongque City.

It was a bald monk who was naked, with only a narrow strip of cloth covering the sensitive parts of his lower body, walking barefoot in the desert.

The monk didn't urge any spiritual power to protect his body, so the yellow sand, which was as hot as iron grains on a hot pot, was already the soles of the monk's feet who had cultivated his talents, and burned out one wound after another.

This is the most prestigious ascetic in the Western Regions.

Ascetic monks are not some kind of inheritance, but a way of practice and belief.

General physical cultivation, cultivation is the body.

Ascetics, self-cultivation and self-cultivation at the same time.

In their opinion, without a strong inner body, no matter how strong it is, it is just an empty body, a skin.

If there are no distracting thoughts in the mind, then you can attain positive results.

This is the ascetic philosophy of practice.

They force themselves to endure what ordinary people think is painful, in order to exercise endurance and renunciation.

The word asceticism originally means "heat" in Sanskrit, so this heat is the main means of ascetic practice.

The deserts have become frequent haunts for these ascetics.

If the ascetic practice really reaches the end of his cultivation, I am afraid that he will become a piece of wood without desires.

Desirelessness is just good, but at the same time, there is no humanity.

This is a terrible thing, because without humanity, it can be called holy, but it can also be called demonic.

Lu Qingshan is not afraid of the hardships of cultivation, but this kind of self-seeking behavior is something he can't agree with.

Besides, cultivating the truth and cultivating the truth is the true nature, not cultivating the seven emotions and six desires.

If that's the case, it's better not to fix it.

Although he has a lot of complaints about the concept of ascetics, Lu Qingshan still has some respect in his heart for this group of cultivators who can endure what ordinary people can't.

His figure slowly landed in front of the young ascetic, folded his hands, made a monk salute, and asked politely, "I don't know if the monk knows which direction the Giant Bear City should go?" ”

Yes, even if there is a map, Lu Qingshan is still lost.

After leaving East Sparrow, he encountered a sandstorm, and when he left the sandstorm, he lost his way.

Although at night, when the stars appear, he will be able to get back on track.

But since you met an ascetic and asked for a way to save some time, why not do it?

Dervishes dare to experience in the desert like this, naturally they have a set of methods for identifying their own directions, unlike Lu Qingshan, who can only rely on the stars in the sky for positioning.

Seeing Lu Qingshan descending from the sky, this ascetic monk knew that Lu Qingshan was at least a monk in the foundation building period, he also folded his hands, returned to Lu Qingshan, and said politely: "Fellow Daoist, wait a while." ”

Then he grabbed a wisp of fine sand from the yellow sand under his feet and gently sprinkled it.

The fine sand drifted away with the wind, and the ascetic didn't know what method he used, but he actually identified the specific direction from it, pointed to the opposite direction of the fine sand and said, "This fellow Daoist, Giant Bear City should be in this direction." ”

"Thank you, monk." Lu Qingshan said gratefully.

Immediately, Lu Qingshan rose up with his sword again, followed the direction pointed by the ascetic, and then walked forward.

The ascetic didn't take this encounter in the desert seriously, and immediately continued to walk barefoot under the scorching sun.

..............

But half an hour later.

Whoosh!

More than a dozen figures descended from the sky and fell in front of this ascetic.

The leader was an ugly male cultivator with a black birthmark on his face, his face was fierce, and his tone was extremely cold, "Monk, have you ever seen a monk pass through the sky?" ”

The dervishe's heart thumped.

Since he chose to do ascetic work in the Mogao Desert, he naturally has a certain understanding of the amorous characters in the Mogao Desert.

And the appearance of the person in front of him, the features of the jet-black birthmark were too conspicuous, so that he recognized his identity at a glance.

The evil cultivator who was wanted in Great Xia, a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant, was poisonous.

Because of his cultivation of evil skills and the mutilation of mortals, he was wanted by Great Xia, and in desperation, he finally fled into the Mogao Desert and joined the sand bandits.

With his own cultivation and ruthless methods, the body poison gradually became a small leader among the sand bandits, specializing in intercepting and killing the so-called single "fat sheep".

And the Mogao Desert is so big, you don't even see a bird on weekdays, how can the monks be so easy to touch?

The dervish knew by this time that the poison must have come for the young monk who had asked him for directions.

Lamp pen