"Quicksand Collection", the last market town in the west into the "Death Sea", after the set, you can see the vast gravel, desolate and gloomy, a few tenacious and distorted green bushes not only can not bring the pulse of life, but set off the Gobi reckless and dead silence.

"Western Regions" is the general name of the vast area in the west of the Great Jin Dynasty and the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and it is actually not a holistic concept, since the "Yumen Pass", hundreds of thousands of countries stand in a forest, and the desert and Gobi are everywhere, among which the great desert and the Great Gobi alone have several places such as "Death Hanhai", "Burial God Desert", "West Pole Desert", etc., and there is no lack of oasis and dark rivers in their hinterland, forming a wonderful exotic style.

In the previous generation, a master of scenery who traveled to the Western Regions once said that the "Western Regions" can be said to be a desert and the Gobi wrapped in oases and countries, or it can be said that countless countries are mixed with deserts and Gobi, the only exception is the Great Snow Mountain in the north, which starts from the "Endless Abyss Sea" and ends at the "Yumen Pass", stretching for many thousands of miles, running through the entire Western Regions.

In the depths of the Great Snow Mountain, it is rumored that there are tombs of nine immortal venerables in the ancient mythological era, which suppressed the "endless abyssal sea". The "Snow Mountain School", one of the six sword-wielding factions, is said to have been passed down from generations of tomb keepers.

The wind mixed with gravel was like ice, blowing towards the "quicksand set", shrouding this market town in sand and dust.

"Is this a 'sandstorm'......" Meng Qi, who had never experienced it, tightened his thick monk's robe, not because he was afraid of the cold, but because he felt that after being covered with dust and gravel, he would have no chic and elegant temperament, like an old shepherd.

Since leaving Shaolin in the autumn high, Xuan Bei has been hurrying unhurriedly, leaving plenty of time for the monks who went to other sects to explain the matter, so in the spring of March, the master and apprentice arrived at the "quicksand set", and the March in the Western Regions is still as cold as winter.

Zhenhui opened a pair of big eyes, looked curiously at the sand and dust around her, looked at the surrounding trees that were stained with decadence and gloom, and looked at the camel with its head dangling the bell, and let out a small exclamation from time to time.

There were few pedestrians in Jishang, and the people who lived here had already returned to their homes to escape the wind and gravel, and only the merchants, rangers, and travelers were still walking towards the only inn in Jishang despite the wind and sand.

"Senior brother, you don't look like us!" Zhenhui finally couldn't help but ask.

Many pedestrians have high noses and deep eyes, different pupils, fresh in the Central Plains people, and even more, the head is born with two horns, the eyebrows are open, and they look like monsters.

Meng Qi was dizzying, but he didn't know how to answer Zhenhui.

"Amitabha, one side of the water and soil to raise the other side of the people, has its own differences, and some people in the Western Regions are known as the descendants of gods and demons, and it is inevitable that they have special shapes. Xuan Bei said lightly.

The former refers to normal people from the Western Regions, and the latter refers to the kind of "aliens" who have two horns and open eyebrows.

"Descendants of gods and demons, do they have any special abilities?" Meng Qi asked with great interest, could it be that the "Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation" also has bloodline options such as "descendants of gods and demons" hidden on the spectrum?

The wind and sand are coming, but Xuan Bei's side is spotless, and he smiled: "Of course there is." ”

While speaking, the three masters and apprentices had already arrived at the inn, which was a three-story house with an old appearance and traces of wind and sand, with the inscription "The First in Hanhai".

Walking into the inn, Meng Qi saw the counter first, it was next to the door, and it was messily filled with papers, brushes, and account books.

The shopkeeper was a woman in a black dress, she was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dressed as a woman, with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a delicate face, like a blooming flower, full of femininity, attracting the guests to look at them either openly or sneakily.

She supported her chin with her right hand, and looked at the account book lazily, and her face was cold, which was set off by the black dress, as if all the people in the inn owed her a hundred taels of silver.

"Amitabha, the shopkeeper, lives and eats. As a relatively reliable disciple, Meng Qi went up and said, in fact, he really wanted to call the boss lady directly, but unfortunately the master was watching from behind.

The woman in the black dress didn't raise her head, and said irrationally: "Five taels of silver a night, and the meal is counted separately." ”

Meng Qi wanted to educate her on what it meant to be "a customer is God", but unfortunately the master was watching from behind.

Thinking that there was only this inn here, not even a broken temple, and it belonged to the "monopoly industry", Meng Qi glanced back at his master and saw that he was gently bowing, so he took out a silver tael from the package and put it on the counter: "Fifteen taels of silver, three rooms." ”

"There are only two. The woman in the black dress still ignored it.

Meng Qi felt that there was no problem, the master had one room, and he and Zhenhui had squeezed it over, anyway, there were a lot of meals and camps along the way, and now there were two rooms that were good: "Okay, this is ten taels of silver, two rooms." ”

He stretched out his hand to take back five taels of silver.

The woman in the black dress squinted at Meng Qi: "Count by head." ”

The corners of Meng Qi's mouth twitched, and she really wanted to teach her how to be a person, but unfortunately the master was watching from behind.

After obtaining Master's consent, Meng Qi nodded and said, "Fifteen taels of silver, two rooms." ”

The woman in the black dress slowly gathered the silver over, and said without raising her eyelids: "The second floor is on the west side, and the two rooms are not locked, go by yourself." ”

Don't think that if you are a beautiful woman, I won't dare to beat you! It's a pity that Master is watching from behind...... Meng Qi didn't know how many times he thought so resentfully, this was a subconscious thought that he had cultivated along the way.

In the lobby of the inn, there are more than 20 tables, all of which are full of people, some are drinking with fists, some are talking, some are whispering, and they are boiling and lively.

Some of these guests are tight-fitting and short-beaten, and they look like practicing their families, some of their faces are dusty, but the details are rich and noble, some are dressed in Confucian robes, although they are in the midst of the hustle and bustle, they also have a bit of the temperament of a scholar, and some of them wrap their heads, cover their bodies, and dress up as "sand kes" -- the people of the Great Jin Dynasty call the people who travel through the desert and Gobi in the Western Regions all the year round to beg for a living as "sand kes", and there are many horse bandits and robbers among them.

When Xuan Bei walked through the lobby with two apprentices, many guests glanced at it covertly, and after seeing nothing special, they retracted their gaze and continued their efforts to make noise:

"Five, five, five!"

"Haha, three sixes!

"Damn, why did you lose again!"

In such a noisy environment, a man who looked quite young took a sip of wine, frowned and slapped the bowl down, got up and shouted: "Shopkeeper, your wine is not strong enough, is it mixed with water?"

Suddenly, the sound of qiē in the lobby stopped abruptly, and those who were punching, throwing dice, talking, drinking, and eating vegetables all kept their original movements for a short time as if time had frozen.

It may be the shopkeeper, or it may be the proprietress The woman in the black dress raised her head, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and her apricot eyes were round:

"Love to drink, don't drink and roll!"

Poof, Meng Qi almost spittle, this boss lady really has a personality!

The young man who complained about the liquor mixing was completely unexpected, and stood there stupidly.

"Haha. The stiff crowd burst into laughter, as if they had expected such treatment of the young man.

"Haha, I'm laughing to death, someone dares to yell at Jiu Niang. ”

"Don't talk to me, I'm about to laugh out of tears, where is the blue-headed boy?"

"Where is Jiuniang mixed with water in wine, it is obviously in water...... Mmmmmmmm ”

"Don't cover your mouth, do you want to be blasted out, or drink a basin of Jiuniang's footwashing water?"

It is estimated that the young man is walking the rivers and lakes for the first time, and in the face of this situation, except for a face that is flushed, he is not angry, and he is not enduring......

Fortunately, there was an old Jianghu who often walked here as his companion, got up and whispered a few words in his ear, and persuaded him to sit down again.

The young man buried his head and gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to do it, and Meng Qi was quite surprised.

After walking up the stairs, Xuan Bei, who was walking in front, suddenly spoke, and there was a rare smile in his tone: "Qu Jiuniang, whose background is unknown, came here ten years ago to open the 'Hanhai First' inn, at the beginning she was alone and had an outstanding appearance, which caused a lot of trouble, but all those who dared to fight her idea regarded it as serious, some were outside the corpse collection, and some were naked on the inn's wine flags, none of them were spared, and then the trouble decreased, and they all knew that Qu Jiuniang was not a character to be messed with, and suspected that she was a master of the exterior scene." ”

"How old is she?" Meng Qi was startled, and at the same time secretly slandered, Master, when it comes to the outside of the corpse collection, you don't show mercy, your heart is not clear!

Xuan Bei stepped on the last staircase: "About thirty-five or sixteen, I haven't seen it with the eye of the sky, so I don't know very well." ”

Well, it's very well maintained, but the master of this kind of exterior may look like this for another ten years...... Meng Qi nodded slightly.

Outside the guest room, Xuan Bei turned to Meng Qi and Zhenhui and said, "You have to do evening classes for the teacher, and you don't relax." ”

"Yes, Master. The two replied respectfully, then pushed the door open and entered their room.

There was only one bed, one table and two chairs in the room, old but not messy, Meng Qi and Zhenhui didn't say much, they sat on the chair and sat on the bed, and began to meditate hard.

Meng Qi did not practice other kung fu, but deliberately guarded the ancestral tricks, and his true qi ascended, slowly stimulating this entrance.

In the past almost half a year, Meng Qi has already condensed the remaining three points of his eyes, and after conditioning his body and mind in the past few days, he will find an opportunity to take the "Tiancong Pill" to break through.

His "chasing the wind and catching the shadow" has already started, and the "Yi Tendon Forging Bone Chapter" has also completed the first few paragraphs, even if the realm has not broken through, martial arts such as the Golden Bell Jar and Luohan Boxing have also increased the power of three percent out of thin air, and what is even more gratifying is that after practicing the "Yi Tendon Forging Bone Chapter", Meng Qi feels a lot easier when condensing the tricks, and even the ethereal, looming eyes seem to be able to grasp a little.

Therefore, Meng Qicai did not rush to take the "Tiancong Pill" to break through after the cultivation of the trick point, but patiently continued to cultivate the "Yi Tendon Forging Bone Chapter", and it was not until recently that he became more and more able to grasp the acupuncture, and then began to prepare for the breakthrough.

This time, Meng Qi consciously grasped it a lot.

And "Illusion**", Meng Qi didn't react at all when he first cultivated, and after a while, the whole person would be very tired and his spirit became sleepy, but with the passage of time, daily persistence, and the slow improvement of himself in "Yi Tendon Forging Bone Chapter", Meng Qi gradually had a feeling that his eyebrows were swollen, as if something was brewing.

This is a good thing, but it's not a good thing, because it is an illusion produced after the ancestral aperture of the eyebrows is stimulated, if you are addicted to it, you are likely to go crazy, but the appearance of this hallucination also means that Meng Qi's "illusion**" has begun to get started.

As a result, Meng Qi restrained his spirit, ignored this illusion, and continued to cultivate step by step.

The closed eyes were dark and dreary, like chaos, Meng Qi seemed to be awake and unconscious, and suddenly felt a trace of true qi seeping in, and the chaos suddenly cracked, and something slowly rose, round and rolling, golden lumps, and then shined brightly.

As soon as the light flashed, Meng Qi's eyebrows rose, and the surrounding pictures vaguely appeared in his mind: a table, a bed, and two chairs, the little junior brother was cross-legged on the bed, and the teapot and cup were placed on the table......

This feeling disappeared in a flash, Meng Qi's eyebrows were swollen and painful, and he had to stop cultivating and open his eyes, this time, although what he saw was the original scene, he had a completely different feeling, seeing the mountain is not a mountain, and seeing the water is not water.

"Haha, 'Illusion**' Xiaocheng. Meng Qi was quite proud in his heart, this belonged to the level of the cold envoy, and he was able to sense the things around him through the primordial spirit of the ancestral aperture of the eyebrows, and slightly interfered with the senses of others.

The cold makes the martial arts not high, the illusion ** Xiaocheng has taken seven or eight years, Meng Qi has become a half-year success, and he is naturally proud, and once Xiaocheng, there is a later chapter of cultivation, Meng Qi is confident that the illusion ** will be completed in the next year, if you go to the corresponding pill to assist, it will be even faster, and it will not be successful in three or four months.

"The cultivation of the main world is indeed much faster than that of Lao Duan's world...... Meng Qi got up in confusion, and then looked left and right, ready to start the one hundred and third escape effort.

Now that he is in the shape of ** Xiaocheng, he should be able to make a mistake in the master's spiritual lock, right?

He lifted the illusion**, his eyebrows were swollen, his spirit was scattered, he wrapped himself, and then cautiously walked to the door.

"Senior brother, you want to go out to play, why don't you call me?" Zhenhui's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Meng Qi's smile suddenly stiffened on his face.

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