The sun was shining, the desert was a little hot by the sun, even the wind blowing over was hot and sandy, there was not a trace of plants in the desert, Qing Min took out the spirit gourd in the storage bag, poured a sip of water, Qing Min fanned the wind with his hand, "It's so hot, I didn't expect that even a monk in the Qi training period like me can't stand the desert." ”

Su Zhiyuan swallowed his saliva, "Save some water for you, we still have to go for a long time." ”

Qing Min wailed, took the map and looked at it carefully, "There should be earth-based alien fire in this desert, right?" ”

"It should be, there are more fires in the desert soil system, there are more wood-based fires in the bamboo forest and dense forests, there are more fires in the water system of the big lake, there are more fires in the volcano, and as for the gold system, there are more fires in the mountains made of scrap metal. ”

He didn't need to look at the map to memorize these things, even if he didn't buy the map, he knew the general arrangement of these different fires in the Fire Spirit Secret Realm, Su Zhiyuan looked at Qing Min with these words, and he was getting more and more strange now that Qing Min didn't even know this kind of thing.

Qing Min noticed Su Zhiyuan's eyes, and also knew that he had asked an idiotic question, so he quickly changed the topic, "That, are there any spirit beasts in this desert?"

"I don't think so, I don't know, but the monk's greatest enemy in this desert is the lack of water. Su Zhiyuan looked at the desert that didn't know when it would end.

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, are you going to the mountain range made of scrap metal?" Qingmin didn't know if Su Zhiyuan had subdued the strange fire.

Qing Min thought that Zhong Qingruo had subdued the thirty-seventh ranked Immortal Water Alien Fire in the Fire Spirit Secret Realm, and if this alien fire had any ability, that is, it could transform the corpse of the demon race into aura, and it was also because of her strange fire that she could kill all directions when the demon invasion occurred.

In fact, Qingwan in the middle also had a strange fire that was about to be subdued by her, but was interrupted by Qingruo.

But now it's not in the middle and I don't know if the two of them will accept the strange fire, as well as Qingwen, he didn't go to the fire spirit secret realm.

Su Zhiyuan glanced at Qing Min, who was thinking about things, "Let's go out from the junction of the scrap metal mountain range and the bamboo forest. ”

It seems that Su Zhiyuan has not been subdued, "It's hot, alas." Qing Min poured a sip of water, but he couldn't keep drinking water to relieve his fever, and if he continued to drink like this, the remaining water might not be enough to get out of the desert by himself.

Walking in the desert is the most test of one's will, because it is a boring and mechanical action, and if you meditate and cultivate Qingmin, you will not feel bored and bored.

But in this desert full of sand, Qingmin is very bored and irritable, fortunately, Qingmin still has Su Zhiyuan by his side, you can talk some nonsense with him when you are bored, otherwise Qingmin will almost feel that she has lost her language ability if she continues like this.

Su Zhiyuan patiently answered Qing Min's questions, he didn't want to answer these questions at all, because he didn't know that these things existed, but Qing Min just kept chattering in his ear, such as, "Do you know that after your disappearance, Song Liancheng, who was the second in ten thousand years, became a neighbor." ”

"What will happen when you go back and see that your former men are defeated and better than you. ”

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Su Zhiyuan never cared about these gossip questions, and Su Zhiyuan didn't want to answer Qingmin's questions, because he hadn't thought about these questions and didn't know how to answer them, but listening to Qingmin's tone, he also knew that she was trying to relieve boredom, so he could only answer patiently and perfunctorily.

In this way, the two of them walked in vain and practiced in the Dharma house at night, and after walking for five days, they finally came out of the desert.

Qing Min looked at the bamboo forest in front of him and took a deep breath, "The air without sand is so good. After gnawing a spirit fruit, her water was drunk before she was gone, and she ate the spirit fruit to quench her thirst on days without water.

After eating a spirit fruit, Qing Min tasted the taste, "Why didn't I find out how delicious a spirit fruit without sand was before." "When Qing Min was eating the spirit fruit in the desert, there was always a wind blowing with sand next to him, and the spirit fruit that he took a bite of stuck to the sand.

Qing Min was reluctant to throw it away, so he could only use a cleaning technique to eat, and every time Su Zhiyuan saw this scene, he always snickered beside him.

"We're also going to the junction of the bamboo forest and the scrap metal mountains. Su Zhiyuan looked around.

"Got it, let me catch my breath first. Qing Min performed a cleansing technique, even if she was wearing a magic robe, she still felt that she had sand on her body, and she couldn't see too much sand in the desert, so she had this illusion.

The two walked into the bamboo forest to prepare to the junction, and after walking for a while, they saw three scattered corrections falling to the ground, some of them stripped off their clothes, scratches on their bodies one by one, and some of their clothes were tattered.

Su Zhiyuan hurriedly covered Qingmin's eyes, "Nuns, don't look at this kind of picture. After seeing that Qing Min's eyes were covered by his hands, he looked at the three disheveled Sanxiu with puzzled eyes, what was glued to these three people, how could they make such a strange move.

Qing Min's ears listened to the wailing, even if he only glanced at it just now, he knew that these three monks were tickled by themselves, and when he heard that they were not happy, Qing Min was relieved, and told the three of them to just calculate themselves.

Su Zhiyuan covered Qing Min's eyes tightly, because he had to get close to Qing Min to make this action, he smelled the faint smell of herbs on her body, but he seemed to have forgotten that immortal cultivators still had divine sense, but Qing Min didn't plan to use his divine sense to see the naked appearance of these three people.

The two walked in this posture for a while, and Qing Min took Su Zhiyuan's hand off when he heard that there was no wailing in his ears, "Okay, there is no wailing anymore, don't cover my eyes." ”

Su Zhiyuan slowly withdrew his hand, he now felt that his hand was also stained with the faint smell of herbs, the distance between the two rao was widened, and the smell he had just smelled disappeared, Su Zhiyuan felt a little regretful in his heart.

However, because the two of them walked slowly, some people in the back caught up with them, those people were wearing yellow Taoist clothes, and these were all disciples of the Ouyang family.

The monk who took the lead saluted when he saw the sword sect robe on Su Zhiyuan's body and the magic robe on Qing Min's body, "The two Taoists are friendly. ”

Su Zhiyuan nodded coldly and did not answer.

Qingmin smiled: "Dao friendly." ”

A female cultivator in the middle of the team recognized Su Zhiyuan and looked at Su Zhiyuan: "Alas, isn't this Su Zhiyuan, who has been missing for many years?"

Her voice caused the team members to exclaim, and they all looked at Su Zhiyuan, "Su Zhiyuan!" and then their eyes showed surprise, if it weren't for the fear that Su Zhiyuan would lose his temper, they would all want to step forward and pinch his face to see if it was a real person, after all, there are human skin masks in the immortal cultivation world that can change a Rao's appearance.