The yellow sand is long, the scorching sun hangs in the sky, and the wind from the west is whistling, so dry that there is no moisture at all, and the heat is unstoppable.

Standing in the yellow sand, looking up, there is only a dazzling golden yellow, and there is no other color.

This is the extreme desert of the west, the place with the worst climate in the sky. In the Far North glaciers, there are at least igloos to keep warm and clean water to drink, but in the Far West, there is nothing but yellow sand and scorching sun.

Mo Tiange waved his sleeves, bringing a gust of wind, but he didn't feel any cooler.

She couldn't help but wonder, "Will this hellish place be inhabited?" ”

You must know that monks like them have no cold and heat, but when they are in the yellow sand, looking at this scene, their hearts will be hot, let alone mortals?

Qin Xi was looking at a map of animal skins, and after a while, he put the map into the Qiankun Ring and said, "Of course there is no one in the desert, but if you can find the oasis, you can find people." ”

"The people in the deacon's hall say that the oasis can move, and this map is only inaccurate." In the jade slip given by the deacon's hall, there is an ancient map, which is the desert map of Xiao Zilan's predecessor when he came to the extreme west. Five thousand years have passed, this map has been inaccurate, before the two of them entered the desert, in the nearby Xuanqingmen branch, got the current map.

However, in the wilderness of the extreme west, there are no resources at all, and the Xuanqingmen branch does not know much about the extreme desert, and this map is also several years ago.

"No way, let's take a look." Qin Xi also knew this, but the Extreme West Desert was very unfamiliar to the Heavenly Extreme Cultivators, and there was no detailed information at all.

"Well, let's go."

The two of them rose against the wind, turned into light, and flew into the depths of the desert.

Although the extreme western desert is very vast, for the Yuanying Monk, it is only a matter of a day or two to turn around. It's just that there is a mirage in the desert, and the two have been deceived several times, obviously close at hand, and after flying for a long time, they found out that it was just a phantom. The map, marked even more briefly, what an oasis, the two of them couldn't find it.

On the second day, when they were flying in mid-air, they suddenly saw a caravan of camels on the desert, moving slowly like ants.

The caravan consisted of hundreds of camels, thirty or fifty people, all of whom were dressed in broad white robes and white hats, and were very tall in stature, even the women were very strong, with slightly dark skin and deep outlines.

Seeing Mo Tiange and Qin Xi falling from the sky, the camel team suddenly made a commotion, and these white-robed people shouted in a language that the two of them couldn't understand, and they knelt down to worship.

Mo Tiange and Qin Xi glanced at each other, and Qin Xi spoke, "Who is your leader?" ”

No one answered.

He asked again, and only then did a white-robed man say up, "Small...... The smaller one is the head man. ”

The white-robed man's voice was extremely strange and sounded indistinct.

The jade slip given to them by the deacon hall mentioned that the people of the extreme west are called Xirong, and the Xirong people have their own language, but they will also trade with the people of Qin and Chu, so a small number of people can speak the universal language of the heavens. That's how this head should be.

Seeing that these white-robed people were so panicked, Qin Xi showed a kind smile and said gently: "You don't have to be afraid, we just have something to ask each other and won't hurt you." ”

Hearing this, the man stammered, "I don't know...... What is the need for the gods to descend? We...... We will do our best. ”

"Get up first." A bunch of people knelt in the hot sand, and Mo Tiange frowned slightly.

The head man looked at her, then at Qin Xi, and saw that he had no objection, so he thanked him again and again: "Thank you, thank you, thank you." ”

As he spoke, he stood up and turned around, waving his arms, and shouting loudly to the people of the tribe in the language of Sijon.

When everyone stood up, the leader bowed and said, "Thank you for your mercy, Xijon people...... Thank you for the mercy of the gods. ”

Qin Xi said: "Let me ask you, there is an oasis near here, where do you live?" ”

"Oasis?" The head man showed a happy expression and said one by one, "The two gods are going to the oasis?" So do we. The oasis is not far from here, about half a day later. We stayed in Imu, after the oasis, and in two days, we arrived. ”

Half a day, that's really not far away. Qin Xi looked at Mo Tiange and saw that she had no objection, so he said, "In this case, you show us the way, and we will take you to the oasis." ”

"Yes, yes." The leader bowed again and again.

Qin Xi smiled slightly, and sacrificed Feiyun, which swelled and was thirty or forty zhang long.

When these white-robed people saw the strange scene in front of them, they wanted to kneel and kowtow, calling them "gods".

Qin Xi ignored it, waved his sleeves, moved the entire camel team to Feiyun, and glanced at Mo Tiange. The two of them took these Xijon people and flew up.

There was a leader to show the way, and it only took two quarters of an hour to find the oasis.

This oasis is not large, and in the middle is a clear spring, around which many tents are pitched. Seeing a group of people descending from the sky, a crowd poured out of the oasis, kneeling and bowing, shouting the language of Xijon.

Seeing this scene, the head man standing behind Mo Tiange and Qin Xi had a smug look on his face and said something loudly to these people.

Out of the crowd came a thin old man, also in a white robe and white hat, bowed respectfully to the two of them, and said, "Xili knocked on the two gods, I wonder if the two gods have come down and brought instructions from heaven?" "This old man speaks much more fluently than the other man.

Qin Xi said: "We are just passing by, you don't have to be polite." ”

"Yes, it is a great honor for the two gods to visit the Oasis, please accept the hospitality of the Oasis." As he spoke, the old man made a gesture of please.

Qin Xi looked at Mo Tiange, and Mo Tiange nodded slightly. They don't know much about the Far West and need to get accurate information from these West West populations.

At the invitation of the old man, the two entered a tent.

The tents are very spacious, and although they are simple, they have a lot of living utensils.

The old man invited the two of them to sit down, and immediately a white-robed girl brought tea.

Mo Tiange looked down and saw that this tea was green and oily, not the tea they drank daily, it seemed to be some kind of juice.

The old man said, "This is our immortal tea from Xirong, please drink it to the gods." ”

Mo Tiange hesitated for a moment, and when she saw that Qin Xi picked up the teacup without any resistance, she took a sip lightly, and she also picked it up.

This strange tea entrance is very sweet, with the fragrance of plants, very refreshing.

Seeing that both of them had drunk it, the old man said, "Every rainy season, many immortal trees grow in the desert, and the sap of these immortal trees is immortal tea. In our Xirong, immortal tea is only used to entertain distinguished guests. ”

"I see." Mo Tiange paused for a moment and asked, "What do you mean by calling the gods?" ”

The old man showed a look of surprise: "The two of them descended from the sky, aren't they gods?" ”

"......" Who knows if the gods of their Xirong people refer to immortal cultivators who can fly.

Mo Tiange didn't answer, and then asked, "You oasis, do you have priests?" ”

The jade slip given by the deacon hall said that every tribe in Xirong has priests, and most of these priests are low-level immortal cultivators, and there are also some low-level monks who can't get mixed up in the Central Plains, so they go to Xirong to be priests and enjoy the offerings of the Xirong people.

Hearing her say the word priest, the old man immediately stopped doubting it, and hurriedly said, "Yes, the priest has gone out, please wait for the two gods." ”

Next, while waiting for the priest of the oasis to return, the two asked the old man for news.

This old man named Xili is the oldest elder in the oasis, and he used to be the head of a tribe in Xijon, and more than ten years ago, his tribe encountered a desert storm and killed many people, and the rest of the people migrated to this oasis. The oasis is not a tribe, there are no leaders, and according to the rules of the Sijon people, they will obey the elders.

This oasis is not large, it has existed here for thirty or forty years, there is a priest, and the population is probably more than a hundred.

The population of the entire tribe of Xirong is not large, there are dozens of people in small tribes, only a few hundred people in large tribes, and very few people who exceed a thousand. A small number of these tribes are scattered in the oases of the extreme desert, and most of them live on the edge of the desert. For example, the tribe they met lived in Yimu, not far from here, and had just left the desert.

Soon the priests of the oasis returned.

This person is really an immortal cultivator in the Qi refining period, when he saw them, he was surprised, and hurriedly bowed: "Junior Tang Zimu, I have seen two seniors"

The man appeared to be in his forties, with a slightly dark face, and as thin as an old man in Siri. Listening to his name and fluent language, it should be a native of the Central Plains or Kunwu, I don't know if he has lived in the extreme west for a long time, and even his face looks like a Xirong person.

"Are you from Kunwu or from the Central Plains?" Qin Xi asked.

This Tang Zimu, seeing that the two of them were extremely powerful, knew that he had met the seniors of the masters, and replied tremblingly: "The juniors are from the Central Plains. ”

"Since you are from the Central Plains, how did you come to the extreme west? How long have you been in this oasis? How much do you know about the things of the Far West? ”

Tang Zimu bowed down and replied: "Don't hide it from the seniors, the juniors are just ordinary casual cultivators in the Central Plains, because of their extremely poor qualifications, not to mention Kunwu's sect, even the families in the Central Plains are unwilling to take them in." The younger generation felt that it was difficult to cultivate, so he simply came to the extreme west and became a priest of the Xijon people. Although the conditions in the extreme west were difficult, the Xirong people respected the priests very much, and their lives were better than those in the Central Plains. Counting up, the younger generation has been in the extreme west for more than 30 years, and I dare not say that I know a lot about the extreme west, but I generally know some of them. ”

He paused for a moment, saw that the two of them looked kind, and boldly asked, "The two seniors are Kunwu's predecessors?" "To him, Monk Jiedan is already a celestial figure, and when he was in the Central Plains, it was difficult to even see the foundation building monks, and the momentum of the two of them was even stronger than those foundation building monks.

Qin Xi smiled slightly, without affirmation or denial, and said: "We have something to do in the extreme west, but we don't know much about the extreme west, you just have to say what you know, answer well, and have your own thanks." ”

"Yes, what the seniors want to know, the juniors must know everything." Seeing that they didn't deny it, this Tang Zimu had already decided that they were Jiedan's seniors, and hurriedly replied.

"First of all, let's talk about a few well-known dangerous places in the far west, since you have lived here for more than thirty years, you must know these very well."

"Yes," Tang Zimu did not hesitate, "If you talk about the dangerous places in the extreme west, there are three most famous places. One is the Wind and Sand City, the second is the Wolf Tu Mountain, and the third is the ...... of the Falling Shenyuan".

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