The desert is monstrous, the yellow sand is rolling, and a figure walks alone in the sand. Under the scorching sun, the man was shrouded in a black cloak, and there was no heat.

As far as the eye can see, the desert is endless.

A hand stretched out from the cloak, slender and jade, and pulled the cloak that covered his head, revealing a face that was unpowdered, but delicate.

This is exactly the cultural movement that goes down the mountain.

Wen Yun unfolded the map in his hand and carefully identified the direction.

"According to the map, it should be around here. ”

Wenyun quietly went down the mountain, went south and north, where there are secret legends, ran to where, one hundred and sixty-eight years to go south to north, not only found a lot of rare treasures, the realm of cultivation has also been steadily improved, it is already the realm of the great perfection of the infant, just wait for the time to mature, you can be promoted to the god at any time.

That day, Wenyun had just come to the Sixiao Continent in the southwest of Hongmeng, and found an ancient map made of animal fur in the human bazaar, with a broken seal on the map, and a faint aura overflowed from it.

That map marked a special place, which was the silent desert in the northwest of the Sixiao Continent.

The Sixiao Continent is relatively barren, and most of the places are coexisted with sand and wood, forming the unique cultural customs of the Sixiao Continent. The Silent Desert is the most dangerous and mysterious area in the Sixiao Continent, and even monks rarely set foot on it.

Silent, silent, even the air is quiet, the wind has stopped blowing here, so silent that you can't feel a trace of life.

After Wenyun got the map, he resolutely embarked on a treasure hunt.

She had been in the Silent Desert for more than three months, and she had been walking day and night to the places marked on the map.

The Silent Desert is limited by unknown forces, and it is not possible to use too much spiritual power here. The cultivation of the monks will descend to the three great realms here, and become the corresponding early stage. In the realm of Wenyun Yuanying's Great Perfection, in the silent desert, he was confined to the first layer of the Qi refining period, and he couldn't even fly the sword.

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She could only take one step at a time, relying on the magic weapon of direction to discern the direction, and only then did she find here.

"The missing circle on the picture should be a crescent...... This means that you won't find out until the evening. ”

Wen Yun looked up at the blazing sun, took out a two-story wooden house from the space, placed it on the warm sand, and as soon as the door opened, a small fireball pounced and hit the doorknob, igniting the delicate wooden house.

The flames gradually spread along the door, and in a few moments, the ordinary wooden house was flooded with tongues of fire.

Wen turned around and calmly looked at the two people who appeared out of thin air.

"After following me all the way, which mouse should I be, it turns out that I am really an old familiar mouse crossing the street. ”

Both of them are dressed in white, the older one, they look fairy-like, quite immortal, but the smug and hideous look on their faces destroys a bit of beauty.

This person is none other than the elder of the Imperial Forest Sect who was expelled from the sect, Lin Wei.

"You have already discovered me, and you still dare to enter this silent desert when you find someone following?" Lin Wei sneered, "It is worthy of being a genius disciple of the Imperial Forest Sect, and he is a master of art and bold." ”

The resentment on Lin Wei's face was even worse, if it weren't for Wen Yun's clumsy pretense, how could he provoke her, leave the big tree of the Royal Forest Sect, and be chased and killed everywhere outside.

More than ten years ago, when he accidentally saw Wenyun in the Yuhuan Continent, Lin Wei carefully planned this scam to introduce Wenyun into this silent desert.

After Lin Wei suffered a loss in the hands of Wen Yun, he no longer dared to underestimate Wen Yun, knowing that Wen Yun pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, was a real genius, and had many magic weapons and talismans, he thought of luring Wen Yun into this silent desert.

Although Lin Wei was a monk in the Transformation Period, Lin Wei did not dare to hold it up. The monks in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty already had enough means to save their lives, let alone a figure like Wen Yun who lacked nothing. Her means of saving her life will only be more, not less.

If you control Wenyun cultivation in the Qi refining period, you can't use those things, so it's easier to deal with.

Even his cultivation was limited to the first layer of the foundation building period, but it was more than enough to deal with a small Qi refining that couldn't even fly with an imperial weapon.

Lin Wei has been planning for this for more than ten years, just for this moment of revenge.

"You also have today! Stay in the Imperial Forest Sect well, I can't do anything to you, who knows if you will come out and die!"

Lin Wei showed an evil light in his eyes, and he already regarded Wenyun as a turtle in an urn.

I haven't seen it for more than 200 years, and Wenyun is still as graceful as it was when I first met, and even became radiant because it didn't deliberately block the light.

Thinking of the situation between the two like the contrast between heaven and earth, Lin Wei felt evil in his heart. But the thought that he would be able to taste this soul-crushing delicacy later, and hearing her cry and beg for mercy under him, reflecting the snow white with red marks, his heart couldn't stop fiery and restless.

A stream of heat rushed to the top of Lin Wei's head.

"Wang Qi obediently, go and take her down, wait for the teacher to taste the taste, and let you taste it, this is a rare gem in ten thousand years. ”

"Yes, master. ”

Wang Qi took a big step out, looked Wen Yun up and down a few times, and without saying much, he directly waved a three-foot Qingfeng long sword towards Wen Yun.

Lin Wei smiled and watched the two fight from the side.

Wang Qi was originally a Jindan Great Perfection monk, he got a Ning Ying Pill from Lin Wei, and the Ning Ying was successful, and then he cultivated Lin Wei's evil law, and quickly rose to the third layer of Yuanying.

Wang Qi looks loyal and honest, and he cheats with Lin Guixian's wind bones, which is quite deceptive, and many monks, especially female cultivators who are not deeply involved in the world, were deceived by the two of them, and even lost their lives.

It's just that Lin Wei is cautious, his eyes are vicious, and he picks on those who are lonely and powerless, and for more than 200 years, no one has been caught.

There were several times when Lin Wei's true face was discovered, and when he was besieged by many people, he also escaped dangerously, which made him more and more cautious.

Even seeing Wen Yun, the culprit who made him fall into hell, Lin Wei suppressed the hatred in his heart, thought and thought, and planned for several years before deciding to implement it, and finally let Wen Yun step by step into the trap he set.

From then on, this proud genius of the Imperial Forest Sect, which was praised by the world, was about to die in his hands, which really made him extremely happy.

With the victory in hand, Lin Wei slowly put away his hideous color, returned to the appearance of a fake immortal, and watched the two fight.

In the silent desert, whether you are from the first layer of the Yuan Infant or the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, after you come in, you will only have the level of the first level of Qi refining.

The cultivation of the two was limited to half a catty and eight taels, and the gap was not obvious at first, but later, to Lin Wei's surprise, Wang Qi actually had a tendency to fall behind.

Wenyun's posture is almost to a certain point, only a slender phantom remains, Wang Qi can't even touch Wenyun's sleeves, but is played around by Wenyun, tired and panting.