"Han Fei, where is our destination?"

The two of them, who were far away in the southeast, rode the crocodile slaughter slowly and flew in the air, and during the boring journey, You Feng pulled Ji Lin's clothes and asked.

"Let's go back to Tianyun Mountain first. Ji Lin didn't look back to the tunnel, and then seemed to remember something, before turning his head, "Did you also get the adventure in that divine cave?"

"Hmm. We met on the day of the poor road, and the poor road still remembers it clearly!" Thinking of the first meeting between the two at that time, You Feng couldn't help but laugh.

"That's easy, we can go one step further there, and we can both of us. Ji Lin smiled and said.

Also in Liuhe County, the two stayed here to rest.

This time, Ji Lin had a lot of entanglements on his body. Although the two have never had any concept of money, they can't be wronged in a place where they can sleep better, and Ji Lin and the two still stay in the "Laoji Inn".

The shopkeeper is still the old money fan who has collapsed in front of Mount Tai and has not changed his color. They still live in the same sky-sized room.

"In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed. It's really like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle!" Sitting on this familiar bed again, You Feng suddenly sighed.

Ji Lin touched his nose helplessly, and threw down a sentence: "Then you can sigh slowly, I'll go out for a walk." Then, without waiting for You Feng to react, he jumped directly from the window.

"Ah, I actually left the poor road!" You Feng hurriedly jumped off the bed, walked to the window, looked at Ji Lin's distant figure, and was angry, "Forget it." Go play by yourself, Poor Dao should concentrate on enlightenment!"

With that, he went back to bed, sat cross-legged, and was soon settled.

The streets of Liuhe County are as lively as ever, with people coming and going, bustling, noisy and noisy. Ji Lin walked on this street and experienced this familiar feeling. At this moment, a black shadow flashed very quickly, Ji Lin only felt a strange wind blowing in his face, and when he looked back, he saw a black back figure running towards the outside of the county.

Ji Lin subconsciously touched his body to see if there was anything missing, and sure enough, his face immediately changed.

"Ah, the tips that my sister gave me are gone!"

Then he reflexively chased after him at great speed.

Twenty miles to the east of Liuhe County was a forest, and the last time they passed through the forest, they took a detour, in order to reduce unnecessary trouble. But judging from the path of the thief just now, his purpose is the forest.

The thief was very fast at first, but fortunately, Ji Lin's eyesight was not weak, and the thief's trace was still captured by him. After chasing for less than seven miles, the thief's speed gradually slowed down, but there was still a long distance between the two. The speed of the thief was at least twice as fast as Ji Lin's.

"Hey, I've got a tricky guy!"

Seeing that the man he was holding by the sheep was still chasing him desperately, the thief was also a little anxious.

The forest in front of him was getting closer, but he still longed for another leg to grow. In other words, this thief is also a stealing at an untimely time, originally there would be no ink in this Liuhe County, but Ji Lin and they just came, originally the ink man would not care too much about things outside his body, but he was so good that he stole what Ji Lin regarded as treasures.

So he was both aggrieved and puzzled - isn't it just a rag bag, as for such a fatal thing?

......

West of the Moyun Continent. Sea of sand.

The sea of sand, as the name suggests, is a sea of sand. At a glance, the sea of sand shining under the sun in the sky is like a golden ocean, and the sand sea that shimmers with brilliant golden light is as sparkling as the sea. A light flutter swept by, stirring up golden ripples.

In this vast sea of sand, two camels walked calmly and calmly with slow steps, step by step. Behind them, there is a series of footprints, the origin of which is unknown.

The scorching sun scorched the golden sand uncontrollably, scorching the two camels and the men they carried, pulling a long shadow in front of them.

On the camel's back were a man on each of them, each wearing a white scarf and hat that shielded them from the wind, and a large white cloth robe—under the scorching sun, the two desert travelers were covered in white, and almost only a pair of eyes were exposed.

"Dad, how far is it?" The man in white who asked could tell from the voice that it was a woman, and there may have been a hint of tiredness in her voice, but it was more of an expectation.

The other man in white did not reply at first, but took a water bladder hanging on the camel's back, pulled the plug, and drank a few sips of water violently, and the cool water slid down his throat, bringing a burst of refreshment.

"Hah!" he groaned cheerfully, plugged the plug, and put the water bladder back in before answering his daughter, "not far away, there is still one last day's journey." ”

"Qing'er (mother), I'm here. At this time, the father and daughter said silently in their hearts at the same time.

Whirring - a gust of wind blew, raising yellow sand, and in this golden sea, there was no trace left.

......

Westwood. Sand sea green forest.

The golden sea has not yet reached the end, and a conspicuous verdant patch of sand can be seen in the distance. What is the concept of a golden yellow with a sudden little green? Yes, there is an oasis. However, the green state is much larger than the average desert oasis, and the geological environment there seems to be completely unrelated to the desert.

It looks like a forest on the surface, abruptly nestled in the middle of this sea of sand, with a radius of green. There are mountains ten thousand feet high, each other, a hundred peaks towering, undulating; there are thousands of feet of water, the water is as clear as jade, flat as a mirror, reflecting the green mountains on both sides; there are trees uprooting nine feet, the woods are shady, and the sunlight that penetrates through the gaps between the leaves will decorate every inch of green grass with colorful colors; there are several acres of fields, which are divided into regular divisions, and all kinds of crops grow vigorously, and the farmers who plant crops in the fields are all happy.

In the field, those who come and go in the field, although they don't know each other, they must say hello warmly, or acquaintances will say a few more words, and even the things they should have done are forgotten in the chat. In the streams and rivers, there are women bathing in the water, children playing in the waterfront, and women wearing clothes at the water's edge. In the pavilions and pavilions, there are chess players who sit and play against each other, compete with each other, there are people who drink and write poems, and there are teenagers who show off their talents, those who are good at the piano drum it, those who are good at painting it, those who are good at playing the game, and those who are good at writing books, polishing ink and brushes, paper and books.

This is the green forest of the sand sea, a unique magical paradise in the entire Moyun Continent, the immortal capital of the desire world!

This place also has a name - Guanjiajie. Yes, this is the Guan family, one of the four ancient families, and the entire Shahai Green Forest is the family territory of the Guan family.

Compared with the rising stars of the seven great families of the South China Sea, the Guan family's heritage is like an eagle and a bunch of chickens, which is not the same. As for why the Guan family is still counted among the hegemons of the South China Sea like the Han family, the question is interesting - this is Xilin, not the South China Sea.

Without fanfare, the family hall and ancestral hall were built, and the Guan family would cherish and use such a magical place, so it became a paradise today.

There is a mountain in the distance, there is a temple on the mountain, there is no little monk and old monk in it, but the spiritual position, offering the platform and the like - here is the ancestral hall of the Guan family, simple and elegant but not luxurious. At the top of the highest mountain sits a Chihiro Tower, where only the high-ranking members of the clan are qualified to live. Far away as the volcano in the distant picture, inside is the nightmare that makes the Guan family talk about it, the place of extreme fire - the Burning Flame Cave.

Since it is the inside of the volcano, the temperature of this incineration cave is unimaginable, and the fire in this volcano is not an ordinary fire, it will destroy your soul while destroying you. Even if it is a peerless master, it will definitely not survive three days and three nights in this burning flame cave, and only the body of the fire spirit or the body of the water spirit can last a few more days in it. This is purgatory for the punishment of sinners.

Coincidentally, in the southeast, the Han family, which is also the ancient four great families, also has a similar polar region, that is, the land of ice poles - Hanlong's Cave. It was also a creepy abyss, and it was an abyss that everyone in the Han family had to go through, and everyone knew how terrible it was.

Today is the 5,475th day of imprisonment in the Burning Cave.

Since she was separated from him, under the consultation of the family elders, she was imprisoned in this terrible and extremely hot place, and she will never return for the rest of her life.

In these more than 5,000 days and nights, she was burned by this scorching fire all the time, if it weren't for the once-in-a-lifetime innate fire spirit body, I am afraid that she would have been separated from him forever.

She had never disliked her innate constitution and made her suffer so much, on the contrary, she was grateful, because it allowed her to wait for him a little longer, even if it was her life. However, she firmly believes that he will not leave her alone to wait for the rest of her life, and that he will one day come here and rescue her. Because, he is the monsoon.

She is none other than the Yiren that Monsoon has been thinking about - Guan Qingyue. It took her a year to calm down in this nightmarish place, and she began to work hard to cultivate so that she would not be holding him back when he came to save her in the future, and took advantage of the extremely perverted environment here.

Now she is already Mo Chongxiao. She may be the first innate fire spirit body to enter this place, so those people in the family didn't know that this Burning Flame Cave was actually a cultivation holy place, and her cultivation speed here was more than ten times that of the outside world!

However, since the westward migration, although the family heritage of the Guan family has not decreased, the strength of the original genus has become thinner and thinner. It's not that this place is not suitable for the cultivation of Fire Spirit Body Cultivators, but that there are disagreements within the family.

The Guan family is divided into two factions - one is the fire spirit ink of the sect, all of whom are members of the direct bloodline of the Guan family, and are the Yan faction, and the other is the ten thousand spirit ink people who have obtained special skills after the experience of the ink blood forest (the forbidden land of ink clouds, the western extreme forest), and the children of the Guan family are the blood faction.

The sand sea and green forests, those people above are not as simple and honest as the clansmen below.

The next day, outside the sand sea and green forests, the crisp camel bell sounded in the desert.

"Qing'er, I'm looking for you. ”

Before he stepped into the green forest, he just raised his head and looked up at the unique and towering Qianxun Tower in the green forest, and Monsoon said silently in his heart.