Shiohisa has always believed that his greatest ability is to be lucky enough.

Not only survived the shipwreck that should have died, but also won the favor of the white god.

Later, he did a series of wrong things arrogantly and ignorantly, and was tolerated and forgiven by the benevolent God Yao.

He survived several near-deaths, but he was lucky to survive.

Contemporaries died one by one, many of them gifted, and they were all swallowed up by the sea of time one after another. On the contrary, he was not talented, but he became a transcendent person by mistake and saw the vast world above the water.

Before the age of thirty-seven, the salt was in the spring for a long time, the wind was mild, and everything went well. He thought he could keep growing tenaciously, and nothing could break him.

At the age of fifty-one, Shiohisa lost his left eye and entered the summer.

He saw the ups and downs of life, and only with firm faith could he not lose his way. He realized that Yao God not only represented strength, but He also brought faith and hope to all the weak.

At the age of one hundred and one, Shioku fought against the Black Water Strider, his right arm was destroyed, and he arrived in the fall.

He could clearly feel that his body was declining irrepressibly, but his strength had reached its peak, which was the reward of faith and perseverance. Shiohisa showed everyone the fruits of the harvest of cultivation, so that they would not be deterred by difficulties and continue to push the limits of humanity.

Today, at the age of one hundred and forty-two, Yan has been in the cold winter for a long time.

Unprecedented weakness surrounded his aging body, and no amount of perfection in the dwarven craftsman's craft could stop the decay and stiffness of his flesh.

He embraced death with all his heart.

Because Shiojiu knows that he has done his best.

His consciousness became increasingly blurred. Suddenly, Shioku felt himself flying, and when he came back to his senses, he found himself in a desert.

Large clouds roamed the sand dunes as if they were somewhere in the sky.

A voice came to my ears.

"Lord God gives you a chance, if you want, you can climb the [Benyun Platform] to become a cloud monk, or [Into the Sand Road] to become a sand walker."

"These are two wonders that can give you a new body and a fresh start, but they also come at a cost."

Shiojiu squinted vigorously.

Standing in front was the Apostle Miss Isabel.

A hundred years have passed, and she has not changed at all, maintaining a youthful and beautiful appearance.

The gods have sent down their gifts again.

Shiojiu was a little apprehensive.

"Very ...... Thank you very much, Lord Yaoshen...... Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"Choose."

Isabel whispered, "Your body won't last long. Whether it's a ghost, a cloud-turning monk, or a sand walker, you can choose ......"

"It's just that the Cloud Transformation Monk and the Sand Walker are forms that no one in the Yao Clan has ever set foot in. You have to be mentally prepared for the possibility of encountering difficulties that you have never encountered before. ”

Shioku staggered, and finally stepped on the road into the sand.

He didn't choose Benyuntai because Shiojiu wanted to go back. Return to the world where you were born and grew up, and once you become a cloud monk, you can't leave this desolate land of sand.

The road into the sand is a spiraling staircase, seemingly as fragile as a castle in the sky, but it stands quietly and steadily in the midst of the storm.

With every step, Shiojiu felt that his body was reacting in some way, and his whole body became dry, hard, rough, and sandy.

Flesh and blood crumbled, bones turned to gravel, and thoughts broke away from their shells and hovered on the steps.

Shiohisa can clearly see that he is being disassembled and reshaped.

Just a moment later, he seemed to float from the suffocating water to the surface, subconsciously breathing in the air and inhaling it into his throat along with the yellow sand.

Shiojiu saw that his body had not changed at all, and he was still old and thin.

But it's different.

Because with the slightest touch of his hand, he can pass through his chest.

The Sand Walker is transformed into gravel and is based on the element sand.

Shiojiu no longer felt cold and weak.

Instead, there is a relaxed stability, where the whole body can be separated at any time and can be easily integrated.

This wonderful feeling makes Shiohisa very new.

He jumped lightly onto the sand, like a ball of water smashed into a lake, and for a moment it was inseparable from the desert, and then condensed into human form from another place.

After being excited, Shiojiu quickly knelt on the ground and reverently pressed his head to the sand: "Lord Yaoshen, you have once again generously given your ordinary followers guidance and grace, and I can't describe my gratitude and praise for you. ”

"I will continue on the path of cultivation and preach your blessings and kindness until the day when this body is destroyed and dissipated."

Isabel nodded slightly to him: "You are the first sand walker of the Yao clan, and you are also the pathfinder of the Yao world, cherish the hard-won opportunity." ”

"Another apostle, a monk who knows the guest, will give you guidance."

After saying that, she disappeared without a trace.

Shiojiu remembered it in his heart.

Next, he first got used to his body and abilities.

After turning into a Sandwalker, Shioku not only retained [Fire Suit] and [Avoidance], but also added two new abilities.

……

【Sand】

itself is part of the sand.

【Rule Walker】

Stalkers in the power of rules have a certain chance of stealth success.

……

Unlike the Yao world, in this desert sea called Yunzhong Temple, Shiojiu can sense the power of sand.

This power is different from the power of the gods, which is more rigid, chaotic and brutal, and exists in the world in strange trajectories invisible to the naked eye.

Shiojiu observed the trajectory of the regular power on the desert, and suddenly a resounding voice came from his side.

"Guests from afar, Yunzhong Temple welcomes your arrival, and the little monk is a guest monk here."

He immediately turned his head and saw a huge fish head. The widely-spaced eyes were staring at him, and the long whiskers stretched out to the sides, and between the mouths of the fish, a dry wind set off gusts of wind.

The dune-shaped fish head is friendly.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a living sandwalker here, and it's really nostalgic...... Do you have a lot of confusion? ”

The monk showed a passion that Shiojiu had never seen before.

It tells Shioku about the past and present of this world, tells him how the cloud monk is erratic, Yu Yu walks alone in the rules, and how the sand walkers sneak into the power of the rules and soar to other worlds to collect the fire of faith for the gods.

The sound of wooden fish quieted down the gushing monk of the court.

Yan Jiu waited for the voice to end, and then asked the monk Zhike: "May I ask the apostle, if I want to go back to the Yao world, what should I do?" ”

The long whiskers of the catfish's head raised slightly: "This is not difficult, the Sandwalker can cross the border by soaring." ”

So the monk taught Shiojiu how the sand walkers crossed the border in the past, flew up along the power of the rules, and arrived in another world.

"But you only get one chance."

The monk advised: "If you fail, you will be locked and bound by the rules, and you will never be able to soar again." ”

"But it's also the best chance, because now you've completed the transformation, and the power of the rules doesn't affect you much...... Many failed sand walkers want to wait until they are fully prepared, and then get stuck in the rules as soon as they drag it out. ”

Shiojiu, who was still a little hesitant, immediately made up his mind.

Just today!

Even if I failed, I tried my best.

Lord Yaoshen gave this precious opportunity, presumably so that he could continue to move forward.

How can you be held back by the fear of failure?

As long as you return to the Yao world, you should have completed the preliminary trial given by the gods.

According to what the Zhike monk said, when the next time the sound of the wooden fish sounded and the monks appeared one after another, he turned into yellow sand and burrowed into the border.

The monk waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Yanjiu to come back.

The huge catfish couldn't help but say to himself: "Succeeded? ”

"It's been many years since the Sandwalker has ascended, and he deserves to be chosen by the gods."

After a moment, it felt that this did not seem to be a particularly happy thing either.

I finally had someone to talk to, and we just got to know each other, but the other party flew away.

The whole world has become lonely again.

Just as the monk was swimming in the sand, Isabel appeared.

"Where's Shioku?"

"Unfortunately, he soared."

“……”

……

After what seemed like an incomparably long wandering, Shiojiu reunited his body, and his scattered and wandering consciousness shrank into a whole again.

He opened his eyes and found himself in a strange world.

The sky here is gray, and among the black clouds, many thin lightning bolts crawl in the clouds like silver snakes.

On the ground stood strange houses, with wide, heavy walls, but shaped like towers, with a layer of pale green fireflies lingering on the surface.

They are less like dwellings for the living, more like burial mounds for the dead.

After the success of the ascension, Shiojiu felt that he was a lot stronger.

Unfortunately, he didn't make it back to his hometown, but drifted to an unknown other world under the power of the rules.

Just as Shioku was looking left and right, a monster emerged from under the stone house. It took on a humanoid form, but crawled on all fours on the ground, roaring like a beast.

In the face of the enemy, Shiojiu turned into sand and melted into the dirt, disappearing without a trace.

Two years later.

Shiohisa finally has a certain understanding of this world.

This place is called [Ghost Realm], it is a world of the dead, and living on this continent is a group of humans called [Funeral Clan], who can create [Black Tombstones], which are those tombs that Shiojiu saw.

The Black Tombstone can contain many ghosts, they live in the tombstone, and can control the tombstone to spew green [ghostfire].

The multi-layered black tombstones can also breed ghouls, the kind of humanoid monsters that attack them for the first time.

The god who rules here is called the Ghost God, and his divine power is unfathomable.

Shiojiu turned into sand and secretly observed the ghost world.

He knew that the ghost god had probably discovered himself.

With his own ability, he can't hide a god at all.

Instead of continuing to hide, it is better to show up generously, he must find a way to gain a foothold in this world and make a name for himself in order to have a chance of surviving. Otherwise, no one cares what you say.

Shiohisa's body condensed in front of a three-story black tombstone.

Outside the tombstone, three ghouls are gnawing on a pile of dead fish on the ground.

Spotting the outsider's intrusion, half a giant skull emerges from the black tombstone, ghostly fire flickers in the black hole's eyes, and ghouls roar at him.

This time, Yan Jiu did not regress for a long time.

The old man just raised his right hand, palm facing up, and whispered in Yao dialect: "Yancheng Yanjiu, please advise." ”

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