Volume 5 Chapter 3 The Sandman Haru

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The golden desert was monotonous and boring, if it weren't for the constant appearance of various insect monsters to make Yao Chen lift his spirits, Yao Chen really suspected that he would be in a trance.

"I haven't seen a bug in a day. Yao Chen frowned slightly, "This area seems to have become a separation zone, I'm afraid we are about to enter the inner area." "Yao Chen is used to talking to the war spirit these days, although the war spirit is like a shadow and doesn't say a word.

Now Yao Chen could occasionally see rocky hills standing in the golden desert, and the terrain began to become complicated.

Soon, Yao Chen's guess was confirmed.

"Roar!"

With a shocking roar, a sand man appeared in Yao Chen's perception! Yao Chen gradually narrowed the distance in order to observe carefully.

At this moment, the sandman was dressed in simple leather armor and was fighting a rock-like monster. The sand man is covered in gold, and if you look closely, you can see that the skin on the surface of the body is rough, like a compact grain of sand, and the body is covered with strange lines, and the height is about three meters. The rock monster that fights the sandman is like a crab, several times taller than the sandman, and every blow sets off a monstrous wave of sand, and the power is amazing.

The sandman is infinitely powerful, and his huge fists slam into the rock monsters, each blow knocking back the massive rock monsters and blasting them up in a cloud of rubble.

"The rock monster is already a monster comparable to a half-step celestial, and that sandman should be stronger. Yao Chen sensed it, familiar with the fighting style of the sandman.

Ordinary sandmen have a certain amount of intelligence, compared to humans, they are simple-minded existences, but there are also elite sandmen with high intelligence. The Sandman has an extremely fierce fighting style and is an expert at hand-to-hand combat. Yao Chen observed for a while and determined that the strength of the sandman was comparable to two points of heaven's will to be precise, and there was no threat to Yao Chen.

The battle is over, and the sandmen sweep the battlefield and find some stones that glow with a pale golden glow among the rock monster fragments.

"This is the Stone of Immortality. According to Mo Wen's memory, Yao Chen knew that it was the Immortal Stone, just like the Spirit Warrior contained spiritual power, and the Immortal Stone contained the immortal power. The immortal power of this desert is the strongest in the inner perimeter where the sandmen live, but it is also equivalent to the concentration of the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the mortal world, and those sandmen who want to cultivate also need a lot of immortal stones to assist.

However, the sandmen can use the Immortal Stone, but the human cannot, and can only honestly absorb it from heaven and earth.

The Stone of Immortality is surrounded by the Golden Desert, which is a hard currency that can be bought and sold, and the Sandman calls the Stone of Immortality a coin stone.

The poisonous insect monsters on the periphery of the desert, because of their low strength, cannot give birth to the immortal stone in the body, if they want to obtain the immortal stone, they must either kill the monsters of the half-step heavenly realm, or they will be lucky to find a rare natural stone mine, as for whether there is any other source, Mo Wen's memory is not clear.

"When you get here, you need to disguise. Yao Chen asked the battle spirit to shrink as close to him as possible, and stepped on the sand grains on the ground, and the golden sand particles under his feet immediately poured into his body, quickly covering Yao Chen and the battle spirit together, and they were still getting taller and stronger, until they were about three meters.

Mo Wen experienced a lot of thrills in the inner enclosure, and spent more than half a year pondering, so he created a method of camouflage, which can disguise the appearance as a sand man, with almost no flaws, and the breath camouflage is easier to do, suppress the colorful spiritual power, and the immortal breath can be released.

Yao Chen picked up a cheap one and used it directly, otherwise it would be really difficult to walk in the form of a human being.

"I only have less than three years to go, and Mowen's experience has saved me valuable time. Yao Chen was a little lucky, if it wasn't for Mo Qian, he didn't know anything about running in and running in, and he didn't even know the goal, it would be really terrifying.

After Yao Chen finished camouflaging, he looked like an ordinary sandman, with all the facial features on his head and his eyes like a pair of golden jade.

"I know the language of the sandmen basically. Mo Wen especially retained the sand language in his memory, which was relatively simple, because it was directly imprinted in his mind, and Yao Chen quickly mastered it.

Yao Chen pretended to fly to find his prey, and approached the sandman he had observed before, which was comparable to the three-point providence of heaven.

"Huh?" The sandman was visibly stunned when he saw Yao Chen flying over.

"Hello!" Yao Chen greeted warmly, the sand people as a whole are still very simple, and they generally don't hit smiling people.

"Hello. The sandman replied angrily, putting the Immortal Stone in his hand into his storage bag.

"How's the harvest today?" Yao Chen stopped and asked.

"General. The sand man still looked at Yao Chen suspiciously, and Yao Chen's heart was a little hairy, as if something was wrong.

"Hmm...... A big pocket in the sky!" The sandman suddenly said, and Yao Chen was stunned.

"A big pocket in the sky!" repeated the sandman.

"Could it be a joint code?" Yao Chen had a flash of inspiration, but what should he say?

The sandman on the opposite side looked at Yao Chen expectantly, Yao Chen had an idea, pretending to be anxious, as if he had forgotten something. The sand man looked at Yao Chen, and he was also a little anxious, and couldn't help but kindly remind him.

"Drop ......" the sandman prompted. Yao Chen nodded violently, but still looked anxious.

"Fall to the ground......" The sand man looked at Yao Chen's appearance, and seemed to be more anxious and more prompting.

Yao Chenfu was blessed to his heart, and blurted out, "Drop a coin stone!"

"Wooha!" The sand man was excited, raised his hand and slapped Yao Chen, Yao Chen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and was right.

"Didn't you say that we should meet at the three-headed rock in front, why did you come here to connect?" the sandman asked, "Oh, my name is Haru, what about you?"

"My name is Bloodblade. Yao Chen replied, "How do you know that I am connected to you?"

"There are few prey in this bird place, and there is usually no ghost, so I met you, not who you are, and this place is not far from the three-headed rock. Haru speculated to himself, it seemed that he was still a little proud when it was over, and he looked at his brother's cleverness.

"Yes!" Yao Chen pretended to come to his senses, and Haru was even happier.

"What are you doing after the joint?" Yao Chen asked, "Some time ago, I was hit on the head by a giant rock monster, and I've been forgetting things lately. ”

"It's no wonder. Haru was also stunned, and then he was puzzled, "That guy is a fifth-level monster, didn't your head be crushed?" Yao Chen knew that he was bragging about it, the giant rock monster was a monster in Mo Wen's memory, and he only knew that it was very powerful in the vague information, but Yao Chen didn't have an idea of how strong it was.

The sandman has a simple classification of himself and the monster, the first level is a half-step celestial who is comparable to a point of heaven's will, and the ninth level is naturally a strong person with a nine-point heaven's will. As for the strength of the Ascending Heaven Realm, that is, it is not in the stream, and most of the ordinary people in the sandmen are comparable to the Ascending Heaven Realm. The average adult sand man can enter the regular first and second level strength if he is a little stronger.

"Wipe the edges! just wipe the edges!" Yao Chen immediately changed his words, but fortunately, Haru did not continue to get to the bottom of the matter and got down to business.

It turned out that Haru was one of the castle's guards, because the castle owner was too stingy and withheld their wages, and in a fit of rage, Haru and several other guards tried to steal the castle owner's treasure room and escaped. The Sandmen had a simple and crude idea, but there was a problem before them, and that was how to open the door to the treasure room.

The castle master himself is a third-level sandman, and the guards of Haru's group are all second-level strength, and there is no way to come to the hard, so they can only steal. Haru happened to have a friend who knew the leader of a thief organization, and he asked for a lockpicking expert along this relationship, well, it was Yao Chen now.

"Unlocking?" Yao Chen's head is big, he really hasn't done it before.

"The lock...... What is it, is it simple?" Yao Chen asked tentatively, but then he knew that he was sure to ask.

"I don't know, it's not easy anyway, otherwise why would I be looking for you. Haru looked at Yao Chen with a blank look, if he had the whites of his eyes.

Yao Chen and Haru walked and talked together, and soon moved away from the area.

Hundreds of miles away from Yao Chen and Haru's meeting, on a huge rock that looked like the heads of three monsters, a lone sandman was sitting at the moment, looking in one direction.

The castle where Haru was guarding was thousands of miles away, and at Haru's speed, it would take a day to fly.

Along the way, Yao Chen kept talking, and gradually had a more comprehensive understanding of Haru and the surrounding environment, and the two of them set in Jinyang, and only arrived at the castle where Halu worked after nightfall.

The castle was called Fort Grey, and the lord of the castle, Gray, ran a small coin mine and a large plantation, and also served as a councillor in the area. The council is the governing body of a region, and all major matters are decided by the council, so this lord of Greyburg is actually a figure in this area.