The most precious thing in the desert is water, before finding the oasis or walking out of this desert, it is impossible to have a day of serious washing, two people each with a towel dipped in water, gently wipe a few handfuls on the face even if it is a face, take a sip of water in the mouth and mumble a few times and then swallow it is a gargle, as for the blessings such as bathing and soaking feet, I am afraid that it will not be able to enjoy it for a while.

After breakfast, put away the sheepskin tent, the two set off again, although they couldn't find the specific road signs when it was sunny in the desert, but they couldn't get lost in the end, Xiao Cong had been calculating the hours, and then knew what time the sun was in what direction, and he knew where they were going, he remembered that the two of them were going south when they entered the desert, so he kept going south, so he drove straight into it without twists and turns.

The sea of sand is endless, there is no wind, the hot sun shines on the body, only the place with the wet towel on the neck has a trace of coolness, and the rest of the place is like a stove, but you can't take off your clothes, or you have to tan your skin, this bird doesn't in the place, unless you have to do it, otherwise it is estimated that the ghost will not come.

There was sand in the boots, and the soles of his feet hurt, Hongxiang was about to stop and take off his boots after walking for a while, pour out the sand and gravel poured into them, and then put on his boots, licked his chapped lips and continued to walk behind Xiao Cong.

Every once in a while, Xiao Cong would hand him the water bladder and let him drink some water, but this kid sometimes accepted and sometimes refused, he said,

"Brother can do Hongxiang also try his best to do it, always drinking water will produce dependence, slowly will not be able to keep up with the pace of brother, brother rest assured, Hongxiang is here to practice, this bitterness is nothing. ”

Hearing Hongxiang say this, Xiao Cong felt a little embarrassed in his heart, and he was not too embarrassed to change the wet and dry and wet towel.

After walking for another half a day, except for the two of them, there was still no living creature to see, this desert is vast, Xiao Cong is very suspicious that those ancient beasts and alien beasts are hidden, but then again, even if they are the aborigines in the desert, water is still an indispensable thing for their survival, even if they resist the heat, but they can't never touch the water at all, but to say that the water is not touched at all, there really is! But it is the last thing Xiao Cong wants to meet, because that kind of existence is too difficult, the vital signs of these creatures do not need water, they all rely on the divine disk to continuously absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth to survive, although they are slow to move, they are generally indestructible, and even rely on swallowing sand to save life, such as turning sand li, stone carving vine grass, they have an innate advantage in the desert, even if Xiao Cong's cultivation can be a lot higher than them, but if they can't be killed directly, then they have to be exhausted to death by the other party.

Although the heat on the near-yang desert is much higher than that of other deserts, it is not like the forbidden land has its obvious but unacceptable strangeness - such as Yulan Mountain, there is only the qi of the yang and not the slightest bit of yin, and the various heaven and earth qi here should still be in balance, but the distribution may not be uniform, so the water source should still be there, even if there is no substantial water, there should be "water vapor" free of heaven and earth, Xiao Cong clearly remembered that there was a place called "Mi Bo" in the Xiao family formation

The formation is exactly the technique used by the Xiao family to take water in the desert, thinking of this, he can't help but think,

"Maybe the ancestors of the Xiao family have also been to this near-sun desert, and of course they have also gathered clans and lived in other sinister places, otherwise where did these strange formations come from? ”

Fixed lakes and alternately dry rivers should be the gathering place of all kinds of creatures, but to go to these places to find water sources is tantamount to looking for death, in the desert in the matter of water sources, there may still be some tolerance between the beasts and the beasts, but if the human race intervenes, it will be the same enemy, for Xiao Cong and Hongxiang, the two outsiders, it is bound to attack in groups.

But there is also a kind of sea that can move in the desert, and this elusive ghost is an ideal place for Xiao Cong to get water, but this is like a sand turtle abandoning its armor, it depends on luck, of course, if you can occasionally encounter a rainstorm, it will be even better.

In this way, they walked south for two more days, and at noon the two of them went around a sand dune, and saw an unknown tree in the distance, they were strangely shaped and intertwined, skinny and without a single green leaf, like a dried corpse exposed to the poisonous sun, I don't know whether it was dead or about to die.

When Hongxiang saw it, he cheered, and he didn't know where the strength came from jumped high, and shouted in his mouth,

"Finally a place to cool off. ”

As he spoke, he raised his little face, looked at Xiao Cong expectantly and asked:

"Brother, aren't we going over?"

Xiao Cong's face was slightly solemn, and he looked at the small and small dead wood forest for a moment, and did not answer, Hongxiang pursed his mouth, although there was still a little pity in his eyes, but he still lowered his head obediently, and looked at the forest like Xiao Cong, motionless.

After a while, Xiao Cong's tongue licked a circle of lips, swallowed his saliva, and said:

"Let's go, meet them. ”

Hongxiang raised his head suddenly, his face was full of surprise, as if he hadn't understood the meaning of Xiao Cong's words for a while, but he still followed Xiao Cong's pace, only half a step away.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the forest, Xiao Cong fully dispersed his spiritual sense, and found that there were also fluctuations in his divine consciousness in the forest, which indicated that there were spiritual objects in the forest, and as for whether it was dead wood or something else, it was impossible to know for the time being.

"Hongxiang, are you afraid?" Xiao Cong asked with a smile, his tone was very casual.

Hongxiang shook his head vigorously,

"As long as my brother is here, I am not afraid. ”

Xiao Cong chuckled a few more times,

"Okay, then brother will give you a chance, let you use the skills I taught you, use these old trees to practice, come, take it!"

With a wave of his hand, a pocket short sword flew out from his palm and fell towards Hongxiang along an arc, Hongxiang stretched out his hand and held the short sword in his hand, the sword was unsheathed, and the cold light was shining.

"This time it's just a small test, you don't have to be afraid, if you can't deal with it, you can use the fire control technique I taught you, but be careful, don't burn yourself, go." ”

"Hmm!"

Hongxiang nodded emphatically, this response was quite arrogant, he stepped up and walked towards the dead woods, Xiao Cong followed behind him, and smiled with a smile on his face

Hurry on.

In his opinion, although this dead wood forest has an advantage in quantity, but because the branches of the desert have been ossified for a long time, although Hongxiang is indeed struggling in defense, but if it is about speed, how can it not be helpless to get Hongxiang, if Hongxiang can play all the things he usually learns, and bless the true qi on the short sword, he can also hurt the dead wood, and then burn them with a fire, with Xiao Cong, the master, can also let a group of rotten wood hurt his beloved disciples? Joke!

Xiao Cong walked ten steps away from the dead wood forest, stopped, Hongxiang held a short sword, walked into the forest, just when Hongxiang walked to the middle of the forest, a dead tree in the northwest direction of it finally moved, a bowl of thick side branches in a string of "click" The sound swept towards Hongxiang, the speed was not fast, but the force was great, it was estimated that if it really hit Hongxiang's weak and windless small body, he would have to vomit blood, but since he was a disciple trained by Xiao Cong himself, how could it be so easy to return with a feather, only to see this kid bending his legs and squatting, and the side branches whistling past his scalp, and at the same time, the traps that had already been laid by a few dead trees behind them also fell short, and they handed over the branches into a ball and waited for Hongxiang to dodge the side branches swept from the northwest direction and jumped in, but they didn't expect Hongxiang to just squat to dodge, so that they thought that their seamless cooperation failed。

Immediately afterwards, an old root swelled up, zigzag looks a little tough, Hongxiang volleyed in the air, straight up, both hands clenched the short sword, when jumping to the highest point, split out a silver-white light slash, a few dead branches not far in front of him shook back, and then turned up and down between the body is a vertical split, the back of a few dead branches cut back, sawdust flying, the old root up, but unexpectedly Hongxiang with a dragonfly to the water four or two dial gold, toes and the old root contact the moment a gentle flick, with a force of ingenuity to move to a safe area a few zhang away。

Xiao Cong was not far away, his purple pupils opened to see clearly, he smiled slightly, and seemed very satisfied with Hongxiang's performance.

Although he ate a little sweetness in the battle, but looking at Hongxiang's straight eyebrows and standing upside down as if facing a great enemy, he knew that this guy did not take it lightly, and he could still guard his heart like a rock in such a situation, and he could be regarded as a good seedling.

The dead trees in the forest are all moving, the branches come and go, the yellow sand is flying continuously, like a maze, Hongxiang moves in the meantime, like a spirit monkey, and like a loach, because the position of the dead wood has not moved, so he is still comfortable in it, with a keen sense of auditory perception, half an hour of hard work has passed, and the dead trees have not hit.

"It's just that why don't these dead trees move their positions and shrink the encirclement a little bit, isn't it more conducive to them besieging Hongxiang?"

Xiao Cong thought to himself in his heart, the corners of his mouth curled higher and higher, the high and raised corners of his mouth and his dark purple eyes made him look a little evil, and suddenly, he shouted loudly:

"Hongxiang, stop playing, it's not interesting to go on like this, so be it. ”

Hongxiang in the dead wood forest was slightly stunned, and three branches swept from three directions, and he moved sideways sideways to dodge dangerously, and the short sword slashed straight away

Down, with the strength of an old root, he spun around and flew up, the short sword across his waist cut off all the branches that were blocked from above, he turned over in the air like a koi fish jumping out of the mire, and by the way, the short sword of "fire" was thrown down, the short sword disappeared into the forest in a blink of an eye, and after a while, a tongue of fire rose in the air, almost touching his toes, and he opened his arms like a peng spreading his wings, and his body quickly hit a palm in the air for a moment, and flew backwards again with the strength of the palm, and finally landed smoothly on the sand dune.

**As soon as you touch it, besides, this near-sun desert is so hot, not to mention the fiery short sword that Hongxiang threw into the forest, even if it is a little spark, it happens to be able to throw this dead wood forest into ashes, and now this dead wood forest must be in a catastrophe.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Magic Book for Respect" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~