The end of the extreme west of the Western Desert.

The yellow sand here is rolling for nine days, the angry wind is howling, at a glance, the sky and the desert are exactly the same color, there is no grass and trees here, and there are almost no living creatures, it is a land of extinction, even the natives of the Western Desert never set foot in this area.

It's known as the Desert of Death.

But today, there is a man walking in this desert.

He was a monk.

This is actually very common in the Western Desert, there are 3,000 Buddhist temples in the Western Desert, large and small monasteries are crowded with this land that is not rich, almost all the time you can see monks wearing various kinds of monks' robes walking by, some are monks, but more are just mortals.

And this monk is clearly a monk.

He barely touched the ground, stepped on the sand and stones, walked fast, his body was still very stable in the wind, and he did not wear any head protection such as a veil, in the windy and sandy Western Desert, if a mortal did this, it was undoubtedly an act of seeking death, but he looked impermanent, and sometimes took a wine gourd from his waist, raised his head and took a big sip, looking very leisurely.

But more often than not, he's just hurrying his way.

The monk carried a large bag with a large bulging bag, and the gray pocket had been dyed a dark red, which, judging by the faint but still stubbornly swirling blood, must have been the blood of some kind of creature.

The monk's footsteps were very fast, all the way to the northwest, the wind and sand were getting bigger and bigger, the wind of the Death Desert was very peculiar, it was not an ordinary wind that only blew in a single direction in the mortal world, but along a certain trajectory, a whirling wind, the wind of the Death Desert would never blow out of the border, only wreaking havoc in this small barren area.

No one knows for sure the origin of the Death Desert, and in the legends of the natives of the Western Desert, there was a great battle here a long time ago, and the battle of the monks not only drained almost all the aura here, but also destroyed all living things, turning this place into a place of extinction.

According to legend, this accident affected the entire Western Desert, from a beautiful landscape to a barren land that was mostly desert.

Over the years, there have been many monks who have tried to find out the truth here, and although they can enter the Death Desert, they have not been able to penetrate to the end of the Death Desert, where there is an extremely strong aura turbulence, which is very dangerous, and can easily obliterate a monk who builds a god.

Coupled with the fact that there is nothing of value here, even the monks will not set foot on this land over time.

And the monk's target seems to be the turbulent flow of spiritual energy.

He had been gone for a long time, and when night fell, he could already see a colorful spiritual light flickering on the horizon in the distance, and a violent aura fluctuation was vented from there, making the monk's face a little pale.

It is also the starting point of the squall.

But the monk was not going to hurry today, so he took out a compass from his body, looked at it carefully, made out the direction in the wind and sand for a while, and turned and walked to the southwest.

It only took him half an hour to reach the bottom of a curved rock wall, one of the few places in the Desert of Death where he could hide from the wind and sand.

A bonfire has been lit under the rock wall, and another monk is sitting cross-legged in front of the bonfire, holding a steamed bun in his hand, which is slowly heating up by the fire, and at his feet, there is a lotus plant, which is crystal clear, looking like it has just been plucked from the water.

He is the Lotus Monk Jianzhen.

"Hunted?" Jianzhen slowly tore off a piece of the steamed bun and put it in his mouth, not chewing, just holding it.

"Well, it took a lot of effort," Jian Cicada nodded, threw the pocket behind him to the ground, reached out, untied the pocket, poured out a bloody beast from it, pulled it hard, and pulled one of the beast's thighs alive, he took out a knife from his body again, and began to peel the skin, "By the way, the new clothes have been changed." ”

"It's okay, there shouldn't be any more fighting. ”

Jianzhen picked up the lotus, and there was a small pool of water in the middle of the petals, which was filled with a strong Buddha aura.

"Today. ”

Jianzhen stretched out his hand to take it, raised his head and poured it in, hesitated for a while, opened his mouth and bit half of the lotus.

His expression was funny.

But having spent so much time in this desert that he missed not only the taste of wine, but also anything green, this lotus, though plain white and not very tasty, was at least a watery thing.

Jianzhen looked amused, and comforted him, "At most, we will be able to go in three days." ”

"Is the time counted?" Jian Chan glanced at him, "I don't want to die." ”

"It's only once in 70 years, and I can't be mistaken. ”

Jian Cicada has already started to barbecue, "It's here, you should tell me what the hell is there, right?"

Jianzhen was silent for a moment, and said slowly, "It is said that there is a real demon inside. ”

Jian Cicada was stunned for a moment, and his expression became strange, "You took me so far to run for the sake of demons?"

"Whether it is a demon or a Buddha, sometimes it is only in a thought, and there may be only a thin line between the true Buddha and the true demon. ”

"What kind of proverbs do the monks still talk to the monks?" Jian Cicada didn't understand, and was a little dissatisfied.

Jian Zhen smiled, he didn't intend to explain, but took out a letter from his body and handed it to Jian Chan, "This is from the outside world." ”

Since arriving in this desert, he has been almost completely isolated from the outside world, and he has no idea what is happening in the outside world.

But looking at it, Jianciao's expression became dazed.

"The upside-down mountain goes south, the war between the two clans begins, the sword gate changes, and the boundary gate opens......" Jian Chan muttered in a low voice, with a look of disbelief, "How can so many big things happen in such a short time?" Lotus Monk, you can't lie to me, right?"

"I don't lie. Jianzhen said very seriously.

"Su Qi disappeared into the boundary gate......" Jian Chan grabbed the paper, "This is also true?"

"The news is from Tianji Pavilion, there shouldn't be anything wrong. ”

The cicadas fell silent, and all that was left around was the whistling of the wind and sand, and the crackling sound of the flames burning the flesh of the beast.

"What is inside can make me stronger?" Jian Cicada asked softly as he looked at the aura turbulence in the distance.

"It's up to you," Jianzhen smiled, "Maybe it's a murder for you." ”

"At least there's a chance?"

"Well, and the chances are not low, but that road is difficult to follow, and even if you try your best, you may not be able to make it to the end. ”

"It's good to go. "The cicada is very open.

Jian Zhen smiled, "Let's rest early after you're full, after three days, the aura turbulence will have a loophole, and before that, you need to adjust yourself to the best state." ”。

"Hmm. ”

The cicada nodded, and took a bite on the half-cooked leg of the beast, which still had blood remaining.