In the early morning of the next day, the two of them went on the road step by step, according to the map given by the Cloud Mirror Fairy, from now on, they can be regarded as entering the real near-sun desert, and the danger does not come from all kinds of strange beasts and ancient beasts, but various ancient places and ruins, those places that let the peak of the Cloud Mirror Fairy have to stay away, as long as one of them is not careful, there is a ** There is no life, think about the previous experience, Youlan Valley, Snake Valley, Fengmian Valley Bottom, Sunset Mountains, Wild Desire, danger again and again, his luck should be running out.

And the most headache for Xiao Cong is that the map is clearly marked with the exact location of the Fire Saint Tower, which is a good thing, but according to the map, the location of the Fire Saint Pagoda really makes Xiao Cong want to cry without tears, this girl is actually on the other side of the Linyang Desert, if you want not to go around a long way of nearly a million miles, you can only pass through the most dangerous hinterland of the Linyang Desert, nearly a million kilometers, not to mention that with Hongxiang such a realm of the little monk has to go to the Year of the Monkey Ma Yue, just this bit of dry food he brought, he must be starved to death on the road.

I only blame myself for acting in a hurry and failing to do my homework, in this case, if you want to go to the Fire Holy Tower, how can there be a reason to enter the Forbidden Sun Desert from the south, and now I don't want to arrive before the people of the lonely family, just ask, how many people will make such a stupid mistake! At least, the elite who was sent out by the Dugu family to find the spirit of fire would definitely not.

However, he still had hope for the matter of snatching the Spirit of Fire, if nothing else, with his innate spiritual sense of Fourth Young Master Xiao, the elite sent out by the lonely family would definitely not be able to compare!

However, if you don't come in from the south, you won't pass through Yunjingpo, and you won't have a good relationship with Yunjing Fairy, so it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

Or rather, it's just providence.

Now, he was following in his father's footsteps to find the ruins that fascinated the Cloud Mirror Fairy, and on this road, he faintly felt the shortened distance between his father, for him, such joy must be incomparable to that of the fire spirit, and because of this, he preferred to walk on this road, even if it was nine deaths.

The beautiful oasis, the collapsed castle, the temple buried by the wind and sand, and the grave circle with mountains of bones are all inaccessible places pointed out on the map of the Cloud Mirror Fairy.

It wasn't until I was in the scene that I found that what the Cloud Mirror Fairy said was true, this near-sun desert is indeed a place that has not changed much in the change of eras, which is rare in the entire Xuanzhen world, and many legends that have only appeared in ancient books seem to be able to find traces of existence here, the divine court, the Great Sect, and the indigenous tribes...... Although it is not as big as a behemoth of the level of the first floor and the third pavilion, but it can appear in the ancient books of the Tiandao Xuan Scripture Pavilion, it is naturally a holy place for Zeng Xuanhe, these different scenery brings Xiao Cong's thoughts back to the incomparably long past, and those pictures transformed by words are staged in his mind in turn, than the beginning

The second time I read these legends, it was even stronger.

The reckless yellow sand rises and falls, there is no grass in the sight, the sky is too clear, the poisonous sun is fierce, and a trace of wind can not be felt, on this dark yellow silk painting, there are two humanoid stains, which is Xiao Cong and Hongxiang who have been away from Yunjingbo for half a month.

Xiao Cong took the map and looked around, according to the map, the ruins mentioned by the Cloud Mirror Fairy were near here, but she also said - counting the days, it should be time.

He grabbed the half-dried towel hanging around his neck and wiped his face, and muttered like a dream:

"Maybe it's not the right time. ”

Isn't it time? When will it be? He didn't know.

Hongxiang beside him is like a dehydrated cucumber, hanging his head and languishing, Xiao Cong once suggested that he take off his clothes, anyway, there is no one else in this vast desert, but this guy is unwilling to live or die, the party is unwilling, he is not easy to force, he can wear it if he wants, anyway, he has to suffer this furnace-like living sin.

As the saying goes, if you come, you will be safe, and it is better to get into the sheepskin tent covered with the "Guanghan Palace" than to wait under the poisonous sun stupidly, and if the time is not enough, it is useless for them to look for it.

In the well-lit sheepskin tent, Hongxiang was lying there sleeping on all fours, with a shiny hara hanging from the corner of his mouth, snoring up and down, and a sleeping appearance without heart and lungs.

Xiao Cong was half lying on the other side of the tent, deliberately leaving some space for Hongxiang's tossing and turning body, he was holding a codex in his hand, and was quietly reading silently, in this dangerous desert, he was uneasy, and naturally he couldn't do the delicate work of participating in research and comprehension, but he was idle, and he could only find something that needed to be memorized to pass the time.

When the full moon was high, Hongxiang woke up from his sleep, this guy rubbed his sleepy eyes, and the first thing he said when he opened his mouth was - oops, so hungry......

Xiao Cong put down the book, and looked at Hongxiang who was yawning with his mouth wide open with a stunned face, this guy, if it weren't for his supervision, he would definitely be in addition to eating or sleeping, being a man who can do it with such a clear conscience and not knowing how to forge ahead, I really don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

He suddenly had a kind of resentment that hatred of iron could not be made of steel, and couldn't help but reach out and knock Hongxiang on the head with a rolled up codex, and scolded with a smile:

"I know to sleep all day long, and when I get enough sleep during the day, let's use it to practice tonight. “

"Ahh

Hongxiang embarrassed a little face, complained bitterly, and protested in a low voice:

"Brother, you can't do this, it's just for sleeping at night, and it's not in line with the Tao for you to let me practice at night. ”

Xiao Cong couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, this kid, just because he was lucky enough to beat him once that day when he was talking about the Tao, he even blamed his distorted Tao on his mouth from time to time!

"Then it's used for practice during the day, why are you still used to sleep?"

Hongxiang scratched his head and smiled, and said with a shy face:

"Brother, I admit that I was wrong for sleeping during the day, but you can't make me wrong again and again. ”

Xiao Cong was speechless for a while, this ability to bargain and be naughty and mischievous is indeed the same as when he was a child.

In the end, under the obscenity of Xiao Cong's teacher, Hongxiang had to practice martial arts outside the tent after half an hour after dinner, Xiao Cong stood not far away with a smile, and gave instructions from time to time, Hongxiang played hard, Xiao Cong was also satisfied, and the two figures were like two inks on yellow bamboo paper, interpreting the infinite morality of this world.

Midnight.

Under the moonlight, Hongxiang was still jumping up and down hard, without Xiao Cong's permission, he didn't dare to stop, he simply slept a lot during the day, and now he looked sweaty, but it could be seen from the two stubborn eyes that he was still full of energy.

Xiao Cong likes Hongxiang's toughness to do it if he doesn't do it, usually the hippie smiling face has no heart and lungs, but he has never dropped the chain at the critical moment, this is called nature!

The moonlight is like water, and the midnight is still a little stuffy environment is very incompatible, in the bright moonlight, in the open space nearly 30 zhang away from the two people, a wave with a certain point as the center, slowly rippling like ripples, gradually, the scenery here has changed, a strange style of buildings out of thin air, little by little, as if to restore some of the "memories" that have been here.

The scenery slowly spread, all the way to Xiao Cong and Hongxiang, Xiao Cong turned his back to the direction where the ripples came, still with that shallow smile Yan Yan's face, but Hongxiang, who was moving and jumping, could notice it, and at the moment when he turned his head in the air, his expression changed abruptly, and his breath was unstable, accompanied by a short exclamation, and he fell straight down.

Seeing this, Xiao Cong said with concern:

"What's wrong!"

Hongxiang pulled out half of his head stuck in the sand suddenly, looked ahead dumbfounded, got up and took two steps forward, and then tremblingly stretched out a finger and pointed behind Xiao Cong and said in horror:

"Brother, look ......"

Before Xiao Cong turned around, the ripples had already rippled over his body, and a fantasy world came over, engulfing him, and he looked into the distance with a face full of surprise, and there was already another scene on the endless yellow sand.

Xiao Cong, who was dull-faced, slowly raised his right hand, and when his fingers were about to touch the wall tiles in front of him, he suddenly curled, he shivered, his eyes returned to their previous look, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"The Cloud Mirror Fairy has instructed you not to touch the things here......"

Turning his face to look at Hongxiang, seeing that he was still stunned there, Xiao Cong raised his voice slightly and greeted:

"Hongxiang!"

With an exaggerated convulsion, Hongxiang came back to his senses, turned his face to Xiao Cong following the voice, and blinked his eyes twice quickly, probably feeling a little dry after opening them for too long.

Before Hongxiang could answer, Xiao Cong continued:

"Don't be afraid, there's no danger here, but don't touch anything here. ”

Hongxiang nodded, his little face still looked a little blank.

Xiao Cong waved his hand to Hongxiang, and Hongxiang cautiously walked to Xiao Cong's side along the bluestone slab under his feet, swallowed his saliva and straightened up happily.

Xiao Cong smiled and patted Hongxiang's shoulder,

"This should be the place we're looking for, let's go, go inside.

”

Hongxiang looked at Xiao Cong's warm smiling face with black and white eyes, swallowed again, and finally nodded heavily.

The two walked side by side along the long bluestone slab road.

This is a place similar to an ancient city, or it may be a country built by an indigenous tribe, and it is also a very strange place, because when Xiao Cong habitually opened his spiritual sense to investigate, he was surprised to find that the alien talent he was proud of had failed here!

Obediently, this is terrible, such strange things did not occur when I was in the wild desire that day, could it be that this is really a forbidden place that has not been discovered by the world?

Although he was thinking crankily in his heart, his pace did not slow down by half a minute, and he cheered himself up in his heart:

"What if it's a forbidden place? The Cloud Mirror Fairy said that there is no danger here, and there is no danger here, and even the "Seven Styles of the Abyss" was given to me, is it possible to make it so that I can bring this mastery to the grave?

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Magic Book for Respect" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~