Leaving Sanyuan County all the way to the north, a hundred miles out of Shuangling Pass, you came to the desert of northern Xinjiang.

In fact, 20 miles to the north of Shuangling Pass is already full of rolling yellow sand, and when the wind blows, it is the dust and fog that covers the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and there is no sunlight.

It's just that because there is still a post road on the road from 20 miles to 100 miles, it is still the ruling range of the Central Plains Dynasty.

After waiting for the Jiangmen Post a hundred miles away, there is no trace of the Central Plains Dynasty.

This is the news that Du Heng heard before he walked out of Shuangling Pass.

But when he really came to this hundred-mile yellow sand road, he found that the facts did not match the news at all.

Are there any other stations along the way?

Not to mention a hundred miles, twenty miles, as long as you get out of Shuangling Pass, all of them are yellow sand without hair.

Under the sunset, the sky and the earth are the same color.

Du Heng led the horse, as if he was covered with a layer of gold.

Now he had walked more than thirty miles with a horse, and he had not seen anything.

At most, you can see some of the ruins of a post station buried in yellow sand.

Obviously, no one has been in charge of this road for a long time, and the Great Zhao Imperial Court does not seem to have the energy to take care of these, and the territory of hundreds of miles has basically been abandoned.

If it is an ordinary pedestrian, it should be panicked at this time, and if you go further, there is no water and food supply, maybe you will have to die in the desert.

Du Heng was quite relaxed, walking leisurely and slowly, feeling the desert scene in front of him, and imprinting everything he saw and the scenery in his mind as much as possible.

This is the basis of Najing.

With each walk, he could feel that the picture of his imprint could become more comprehensive and complete.

If building an earth temple is really compared to building a house, what Du Heng is doing now is drawing design drawings.

When he left Shuangling Pass for fifty miles, Du Heng saw the whirlwind in the northwest rolling up the yellow sand into the nine heavens, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river. ”

As he recited the poem, his state of mind changed.

The desert scene imprinted by the memory suddenly added a few smart artistic conceptions, and it was a big step shortened from the completion of the "design drawing".

"The lonely smoke of the desert is the first image of the earthly scenery I condensed, and I need two more to start building a temple." Du Heng's heart was enlightened, and a sense of joy arose.

According to his previous experience in building a water temple, to accommodate a certain kind of scenery of the five elements, it is necessary to first make a "design drawing", and then visualize this "design drawing" in his mind, and guide the corresponding five elements qi to build a temple.

The key to constructing this "design drawing" is to condense three key images.

The type of imagery depends on the five elements to be accommodated.

Different scenes require different types of imagery.

When Du Heng accommodated the sea as the scenery of water, the three images condensed were-

The immeasurable sea, the sea and the sky are one, and the moon is bright on the sea.

Each image can manifest into a substantial vision that wields a different power.

However, before he gave birth to the god of water, he could only manifest one image at a time.

Not only is there a lot less variation, but the power is also much weaker.

Now Du Heng wants to accommodate the desert as the scenery of the earth line, so as to build the earth temple, and naturally condense the three images.

Now it has become one.

As for what the remaining two images would be, he still had some vague ideas, and he needed to walk further in the desert before he could really be sure.

For Du Heng at this time, as long as he is walking in the desert and watching the scene of the desert, he is practicing and improving his cultivation.

"In my current state, I can just travel in the desert, if I can meet Senior Sister Huaixi, it is naturally the best, if I can't meet her, I will wait for her to go back."

Du Heng said secretly in his heart.

After communicating with Lu Yuzhu in Sanyuan County, he left there directly and went to the Northern Desert.

It's not to find Jiang Huaixi.

It's for his own cultivation, in order to strengthen his strength as soon as possible.

That's the most important thing.

In this way, Du Heng came to a place hundreds of miles away from Shuangling Pass step by step.

At this time, the moon is already hanging high, and the stars are dotted.

There used to be a frontier post here, but now this post is of course gone.

But it's not like there's nothing here.

Today, in the place where the Jiangmen Post was once located, a house that looks a little dilapidated is built.

Outside the house was a flag with four big characters written on it.

Jiangmen Inn.

Obviously, the state-owned enterprises have been changed to private enterprises and have become personal transactions.

It's just that Du Heng felt that the atmosphere of this inn was not quite right when he stood outside.

It is hundreds of miles away from Shuangling Pass, and there is no post station along the way, and there may not be a person passing by here for ten days and a half months.

How to make money from this Jiangmen Inn here?

It can't be for love.

"It's curious." Du Heng stared at the inn for a while, then shook his head, turned around and led the horse to continue walking, intending to leave here.

Curiosity is curiosity, he still doesn't want to get into trouble.

The inn in this kind of place is not very peaceful at first glance, maybe it is the Dragon Gate Inn of this world.

It's definitely better not to go.

But he hadn't gone far before he heard a familiar voice from the inn, "Brother Xujing, are you Brother Xujing?" ”

Du Heng was stunned when he heard this, stopped and looked back, and saw a young man looking at him with surprise on his face.

It was He Qing, the sailor who met him on the ship a few days ago.

"You're here too?" Du Heng turned around and asked with some doubts, "Aren't you going to Yongzhou to deliver goods, why did you come here?" ”

"I don't know much about that." He Qing scratched his head and said, "I heard that the head of our boat said that it was a sudden order from the gang leader to come to this Jiangmen Inn to gather, it is estimated that we are going to receive some desert specialty, Brother Xujing, what are you doing here?" ”

"Hmm......" Du Heng thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Send fish." ”

Talking about travel and cultivation, it seems too mysterious, and he still likes to talk casually with He Qing.

"Huh?" He Qing blinked when he heard this, and he really didn't understand how to send the fish to the desert full of yellow sand.

Won't it turn into dried fish?

However, he didn't care about this, and after looking at the sky, he continued: "Brother Xujing, it's so late, you still have to continue to hurry."

"I heard that the night in this desert is cold and scary, if you don't pay attention to falling asleep, it is very likely that you will freeze to death, why don't you stay here for one night before leaving?"

Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something again, and said happily, "Brother Xujing, you don't know, the shopkeeper of this Jiangmen Inn is a woman, about thirty years old.

"I heard that she is amazing, very powerful!"