In Chen Hao's spiritual world, there is no alternation of the sun and the moon, and every moment is the bright appearance of the day.

In this environment, it is difficult to perceive the passage of time.

I don't know how long it took, around the cyan Spiritual Consciousness Sea, those purple flames were constantly burning, and the purple energy contained in them was constantly being transmitted to the ocean.

And the unyielding sword intent that had just been formed finally stopped after absorbing most of the sea water of the sea of spiritual consciousness.

The original translucent long knife appearance began to have a more obvious body. On the blade about 100 meters long, some wonderful patterns of different sizes began to emerge as it absorbed the seawater.

These lines are bronze, different in size, and not uniform in shape, just like the ancient hieroglyphs of Chen Hao's previous life, square, but the meaning of them cannot be deciphered.

The purple wolf head totem attached to the surface of Zhihai has also run out of energy and disappeared into a wisp of purple smoke in this world. Since there was no absorption of the unyielding sword intent, the strong feeling of vertigo disappeared.

At this time, Chen Hao was sitting cross-legged, suspended above the sea of spiritual consciousness. The little boy in the form of a dead soul floats leisurely in the water.

"I don't know how long it has been in the outside world, those purple flames are still providing energy, and my spiritual consciousness has risen I don't know how high. ”

Chen Hao, who was sitting cross-legged, felt that his sea of consciousness was expanding little by little, and the original light cyan color began to deepen little by little. The reason for this phenomenon is that the inheritance black bead absorbed the dark magic and spiritual energy of the demon mage's body.

"This sea of knowledge is closely related to my soul fire level. Cyan means that I have the strength of a monarch. If the amount and color of the sea water changes, it means that my strength has changed!" Chen Hao was secretly frightened in his heart, because the energy provided by that demon mage was too huge.

After this period of uninterrupted provision, the leg hair predicts their own spiritual consciousness. With the help of those purple flames, it had more than tripled.

Moreover, those purple flames still don't look like they want to stop, and they are still pouring energy into the seawater!

......

In the Western Desert, in a northern tribe, Roaring Wind and Deacon Coppersteel are looking for a priest. They want to heal Chen-ho and revive him.

This tribe is a small tribe with a population of about 100,000 people. The tribe is dominated by jackals, and there are a few kobolds here, which is a very typical tribe in the northern part of the Western Desert.

The entire tribe is stationed in an oasis of fertile soil, and tents of all sizes, large and small, are lined up along the only stream of water in the oasis.

When Roaring Wind drove the Silver Moon Snow Wolf into this tribe, it caused quite a stir.

Because werewolves are considered close relatives of the gnolls, the Silver Moon Snow Wolf is also a legendary emperor-level middle-level wolf beast. Sought after by many canine races. So when the three of them entered the oasis, five imposing gnolls came to greet him.

"It turned out to be the famous Ten Great Sand Thieves in the Western Desert, the Wild Werewolf, and Lord Roaring Wind! In the Lower Sand Jackal tribe leader Dot, I don't know what Lord Proud came to our department, what did he do? Our department paid the hardship fee to the brothers who were sand thieves on time every year, but it did not offend any of them. Among the five gnolls, a middle-aged gnoll in full costume greeted the roaring wind with a fist.

"Patriarch Dott need not worry. In the next three people went to the central district of the Western Desert. Passing by your ministry, I just wanted to find a priest who was proficient in healing. Heal the wounded Bone Clan. This is the senior deacon of the Shoutian Sect, Deacon Tonggang. And this lying bone clan is the injured person, his name is Chen Hao. Roaring Wind stood on the head of the Silver Moon Snow Wolf and explained slowly.

"The deacon of the Heaven Shoutian Sect, as well as the injured bone clansman, Lord Ao and this deacon of Tonggang, should come with me and sit in the ministry for a while. Try the wine and food produced here. The treatment of the sick and wounded is on me, and the priests of our Sand Jackal tribe are all ranked on the ground within a radius of thousands of miles. The middle-aged gnoll thief's slippery eyes quickly turned, swept Chen Hao lying on the back of the Silver Moon Snow Wolf, and found that the legendary sand thief Roaring Wind was not here to rob, and immediately had a brain teaser. Invite the trio to the tribe. The hospitable leader of the Dott tribe also swore a package ticket to ensure that he could heal Chenhao's injuries.

After all, as an emperor-level powerhouse, Roaring Wind would definitely be welcomed by the tribe when he came to this medium-sized tribe. What's more, he is a legendary sand thief in the Western Desert Land, and a large number of people have heard of his reputation.

The identity of Deacon Tonggang and the senior deacon of the Heaven Shoutian Sect also made the Dott leader happy in his heart.

A mid-level tribe of 100,000 people, the top combat power is probably only the king-level high-level, if it encounters some irresistible desolate beasts or disasters, such tribes will often ask for help from the nearby big tribes, or ask for help from the Heaven Shou Sect.

Having the opportunity to make friends with the senior deacon of the first major sect in the Western Desert would not be rejected by any small and medium-sized tribe, because in this Western Desert land, many weak tribes have to rely on the guardian power of the Heaven Shou Sect to survive.

Dot, the leader of the Sand Jackal tribe, happened to be a high-ranking jackal at the royal level, so he treated Roaring Wind and his party with respect.

Surrounded by the leader of Dott and four other gnolls, Howling Wind and Deacon Brass made their way to the tent of the leader of the Sand Jackal tribe.

The chief's tent was neatly grayish and white on the outside, similar to the color of the gnoll's coat, and two rows of guards stood neatly at the door of the tent.

When the gnolls saw the tribal leader and the four elders appear, they all knelt down on one knee, their spears standing straight at their sides, and made a solemn greeting salute.

"Lord Ao, Deacon Tonggang, please!" The leader of Dott was a man of great manhood, and personally lifted the curtain of the tent and invited Roaring Wind and them into the tent.

In the leader's tent, the smell of books is permeated, two rows of tall bookshelves are neatly placed on both sides of the tent, and the quaint wooden decoration is extremely rare in the Western Desert. There are also a large number of gold utensils, as well as gray and white blankets that cover the entire floor of the tent, making the whole space look low-key and luxurious.

"Leader Dort, it seems that the standard of living of your ministry is very good. Roaring Wind teased at Dort Leader after taking his seat.

"Lord Ao laughed, our Sand Jackal Division is just a downstream existence in a medium-sized tribe. How can you get into the eyes of Lord Ao? Ladies and gentlemen, bring me the Yuxi wine that I have treasured for ten years, and add some melons, fruits and meat, and I will treat Lord Ao and the Tonggang Deacon of the Heaven Shoutian Sect well. ”

"By the way, by the way, I'm going to call Master Dorang to come over. Let's just say that there is a tribal dignitary who needs his healing. ”

The leader of Dott sat on the main seat of the tent, arched his hand at Roaring Wind and the bronze steel deacon, and then clapped his hands, and a dozen gnolls dressed in uniform burst out from behind a screen in the tent.

After receiving the order, these maids respectfully withdrew from the chief's tent.

......

After about five minutes, the maids, who had been ordered to go out, each carrying a silver food vessel with delicious fruit and meat on it, slowly entered the tent.

At the end of these handmaidens. An old gnoll man dressed in a gray-white linen robe, with a jade staff in his hand, walked in.

"Master Dorang, you've come just in time. There are three distinguished guests from the tribe today, and I will introduce you first. Seeing the old man of the gnolls come in, the leader of Dort, who was sitting at the head of the big tent, hurriedly got up and came to the old man with great respect.

"This is one of the top ten sand thieves in the Western Desert, Proud Wind. ”

"This is the senior deacon of the Heaven Shou Sect, Deacon Tonggang. ”

"And this unconscious little brother of the Bone Clan. It's called Chenhao. Lord Ao and Deacon Tonggang passed by our tribe to heal the injuries of the Chenhao brothers. In our tribe, you have the highest medical skills, Master Dorang. The Dort chief warmly introduced the three guests.

The old man of the jackal man looked indifferent, just glanced at Roaring Wind and Deacon Tonggang, and then put all his eyes on Chen Hao lying on the stretcher.

"This old man is not simple!" Roaring Wind was secretly frightened in his heart. Just now, he and the old jackal man named Master Duolang glanced at each other, and found that there was no trace of emotional fluctuations in the other party's eyes.

Whether it is Chen Hao of the legendary sand thief of Roaring Wind, or the identity of the senior deacon of the Heaven Guarding Sect of Deacon Tonggang. None of them aroused the concern of this master of Dorang. On the contrary, Chen Hao, who was lying on the ground, attracted the attention of this Duolang master.

Without saying too much, Master Dorang slowly walked to Chenhao's side, circled around the stretcher a few times, and stopped there. Then he pointed the end of the jade scepter in his hand at the center of Chen Hao's eyebrows.

Chen Hao, who was lying motionless, actually "stood up" magically!

Everyone in the tent gathered around to see how this Master Duolang had healed Chenhao.

"Marionettes! This is a healing technique that only a few experienced priests can master!" As one of the top ten sand thieves in the Western Desert, Ao Xiaofeng, who is well-informed, recognized at a glance Master Duolang's casual method of making Chen Hao automatically "stand up".

Seeing that someone recognized his technique, Master Duolang glanced at Ao Xiaofeng indifferently, and then raised the jade staff in his hand flat above his chest.

"Secret method: Green Spirit Thousand Silks. Master Dorang said softly, and an old voice came out of his mouth.

A series of dense incantations were recited, and the bottom and top of the jade staff emitted a blue-green light, and countless blue-green silk threads gushed out from the staff like silkworms, quickly wrapping Chen Hao who was "standing".

These blue-green silk threads seemed to be wrapped in silkworm chrysalis, and within a few seconds, they were wrapped around Chen Hao's body countless times.

Then the silk threads seemed to melt, turning into turquoise ribbons of energy, swimming around Chen Hao's body bones, as if to probe Chen Hao's entire body.

And the arrogant wind who was watching from the sidelines, staring at these blue-green silk threads, looked shocked, and then spit out a few words from his mouth.

"Force of Nature!" (To be continued......)

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