At the top of the canopy there is a huge platform like a bird's nest, which is woven and intertwined by countless branches, forming a large futon.

Chen Zijing stepped up and sat down gently, he understood why Tazu had brought him here, because the cultivation results in this place would be far better than the previous place, and the surrounding vitality content was even more terrifying!

Under the starry sky, Chen Zijing began to sit cross-legged on the canopy.

"Whew" he exhaled softly, and then began to work the exercises.

Chen Zijing, who had just completed the breakthrough, did not rest, and continued to operate the Nine Forging Mixed Yuan Method, and as the exercise was running, the misty mist around him also began to slowly rotate and converge towards him

Zhengguo, Western Wilderness.

Nearly a month has passed, the doppelganger sat on the seat and leisurely looked at the scenery outside, the Western Wilderness was almost over, and if he went further, he would arrive at the first destination, the border of the political state.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we will soon be at our destination, so please be prepared and put away your personal belongings. The coachman's voice sounded slowly, and the outside had turned from the endless Gobi to yellow sand.

Chen Zijing's heart inevitably became excited, and he finally arrived at the border of his destination.

The style of the caravanserais is very different, with yellow mud buildings and pointed roofs that give it a unique desert character.

The people were also dressed very differently, and everywhere there were people wearing heavy cloaks, almost completely enveloping their bodies, and their robes reaching to the ground.

When the beast cart stopped, the warriors began to get out of the car.

Chen Zijing walked out of the post station, and flew towards the border Wuguan on tiptoe, the wall of this desert city is very interesting, the shape is a little inward, and the thickness is extremely exaggerated.

Outside the city, there were small mortal vendors, some selling barbecue and some naan, and the people were all dressed in similar clothes. The large robe with a brush completely envelops the whole body.

Chen Zijing was also interested, bought a set of local clothes to wear on his body, and walked towards the city.

The war in the country has no impact here, and the cities here are completely controlled by the local sects, of course, the major factions also have stations and industries here, but the level is relatively low and independent.

The buildings here are all local mud walls and spire structures, and the quicksand and stone stalls here are everywhere, and there are even special large stores, which are endlessly crowded.

And Chen Zijing is also relishing. The power of the major factions here is already much weaker, and the information is closed, although vigilant but there is no need to worry.

The city guard of Bianwuguan is only the initial cultivation of military generals, so the management of this place is very chaotic, and the street is seen from time to time with shouting and roaring, of course, I don't know why no one has done it.

Just as he was strolling around with relish and walking towards the teleportation array, there was a sudden strange chanting sound in front of him!

The voice was crooked and very deep. Gives an uncomfortable feeling.

"The Blood Ghost Cultists are here!" the people around them immediately dispersed in awe, and some of the children who were running around were also forcibly pulled aside by their parents.

Chen Zijing looked ahead curiously, only to see a large number of people walking out of a line at a bend in front. These men were dressed in big red robes, with pointed hats on their heads, and they were half a man tall!

Accompanied by their peculiar chanting, the whole scene became more and more weird.

Many of the people who retreated to the side knelt on the ground and kowtowed. His mouth kept muttering and praying.

The red-robed men walked slowly forward in two rows, thanks to their hats. Make their height look much taller than ordinary people, and black gauze covers their faces, even the Yuan Consciousness can block it.

But this couldn't stop Chen Zijing's eyes, and the clear eyes instantly saw through the gauze of these people.

However, what shocked Chen Zijing was, where can these people still be considered people!?

Behind the red gauze, these people have no facial features at all! The eyelids without eyes are sewn with thick threads, and the scalp, nostrils, and ears are all cut off with sharp blades.

The only mouth that remains has no lips, and only white teeth.

They sang mechanically and feverishly, their red robes and veils obscuring all of this.

After approaching, Chen Zijing also stepped back, these people exuded a strange aroma, just like the spices used for embalming, although the fragrance was disgusting.

In the middle of the procession, taller men began to appear in the group, dressed in gray robes, distinctly different from the others, and with a foul stench on their bodies.

The gray-robed men walked with a heavy sense of strength on the soles of their feet, and their legs were all locked with large, thick chains that flashed with various colored runes.

"Corpse Qi" Chen Zijing frowned, and was vigilant against this evil religion.

The queue was very long, lasting more than ten minutes before reaching the end.

At the back of the line was a sedan chair, in which sat a woman with blood-red eyes, her palms clasped together, as if she had been drained, and there was no breath.

Chen Zijing retreated farther and farther, the disciples of this called the Blood Shadow Sect were full of weirdness, but there were no fluctuations in the aura of martial artists, Chen Zijing didn't believe that these monsters had no combat power, unless they were all sealed.

As the team was advancing, a foreign martial artist with a late stage of martial arts cultivation, a rough body, a bearded face, and obviously a foreign martial artist who had just arrived here, approached the team with disdain.

As a result, as soon as he touched the shoulder of one of the men in red, he was shocked and flew out!

"Poof!" he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell far into the water tank of the store in the distance, and suddenly cracked!

Chen Zijing's brows furrowed even tighter, and he secretly said awesomely!

This religion was obviously full of weirdness, and after the team had passed and left here far away, he turned his head to look at an ordinary old man kneeling on the ground next to him and said, "Old man, what was that Blood Ghost Sect just now?"

"Shhhhhh

Seeing this, Chen Zijing's brows furrowed even tighter.

He quietly raised his cultivation aura to the late stage of the general, and then walked forward for a while, and came to a martial artist who looked vicious, had a scar on his face, and had reached the middle stage of the martial general.

"This brother, may I ask who the Blood Phantom Sect was just now?"

At the same time as these words came out, he also handed out a small bag of Yuan Jing, Chen Zijing's current strength made this person dare not despise it, the martial artist first visited his cultivation, and then glanced at Yuan Jing, then nodded and pulled it into the alley next to him.

"Brother Tai must be here for the first time, right?" asked Scar Warrior with a chuckle.

"Not bad. Chen Zijing nodded, not shy about telling the truth, he really didn't know the situation here.

The Scar Warrior nodded and said, "You are honest, just now it is called the Blood Ghost Sect, also known as the Blood Ghost God Sect, the city guards here are only the early stage of the military generals, and they are only responsible for managing the basic affairs here, and the local security is controlled by this foreign religion from the Gray Sand Country." ”

"They don't charge any pay, as long as they are allowed to preach, and although it is chaotic here, there must be no serious conflict between the warriors here, otherwise they will be arrested by the Blood Shadow Cult and disappear. ”

"Missing?" Chen Zijing frowned.

The scar man nodded: "Yes, these missing people no longer know their whereabouts, some say that they were imprisoned, some say they were secretly killed, in short, there are rumors or anything." ”

"Friend, if you want to make trouble in the city, you must be cautious, ordinary warriors have offended this Blood Cult and it is difficult to move an inch in the Gray Sand Congress, because their power is spread throughout the country. ”

The words of the scar man made Chen Zijing's brows furrow, these people couldn't see the true faces behind those Blood Ghost Sectists just now, otherwise they would definitely be scared stupid.

As for those who were missing, Chen Zijing secretly shook his head in his heart and said, "I'm afraid those missing martial artists were made into those red-clothed monsters just now...... What a vicious method......"

Of course, as far as martial artists are concerned, vicious and cruel is just a common thing.

However, in the form of religion, organizing such a big strange organization must have its own ulterior motives, and Chen Zijing is a very clear-minded person, and it is easy to peek into the core of things.

"Hmph, it's none of my business, but I won't sit idly by if it provokes me. Chen Zijing said secretly in his heart, said goodbye to the scar man, and he strode towards the teleportation array here.

The teleportation array here is very busy, even far more than the flow of people in and out of the city.

It can't be helped, because this is one of the only channels of communication between Masakuni and the Grey Sands, and of course it is possible to cross the Lesser Dhara Desert on the border, but it is extremely time-consuming and dangerous.

Even if it takes a little more time in the teleportation array, it will be ten million times more cost-effective than traveling through the desert.

"Sell tents, if you want to line up early, just queue up overnight!"

"Customized food, you can also enjoy the best fried desert cattle and deer insects in line!"

"Smoothie fruit plate! The desert weather is hot, eat something to relieve the heat!"

......

Chen Zijing looked at this scene with a gloomy face, as the ancestor of the middle stage of the martial arts, although he was relatively peaceful, he didn't want to queue up here.

Looking at the warriors in front and behind them who were wearing big robes and smelling all over their bodies, as well as the big men who were naked and sweating, Chen Zijing shook his head helplessly.

The first thing that came to his mind was whether there was any preferential treatment for high-level martial artists here, but after consulting with the guards who maintained order nearby, he learned that the treatment of high-level martial artists and low-level martial artists here was the same.

Moreover, this is only the mid-stage cultivation of the martial artist, and the attitude of the guards is still very arrogant, and his face is full of disdain when he speaks.

Seeing this, Chen Zijing's heart was inexplicably on fire! The clone cultivated demonic skills, and although he maintained his human nature, he was not afraid of killing. (To be continued......)