Chapter 13: The Hope of Cultivating Immortals

For the next month, there was an ancient hall in the sky that hung like a heavenly court in the nine heavens.

When Yang Wannian woke up, he found that he was in a vast space, and something was floating on his face, and he shook his hand casually but heard a "hiss" sound like crying.

He looked over and found that under his arm there was an ant the size of an ordinary ant, all golden yellow, and the ant did not walk on all fours, but stood and walked like a human, with hands and feet.

"What is this place?"

He looked over, and he was in the middle of a desert.

He shook his head and cleared his head.

He remembered that he had been sent to the bronze ancient hall before he was vague, but strangely, what appeared in front of him was an endless desert.

He didn't understand what was going on.

The corners of his mouth were a little chapped, and you could see that he hadn't been in the water for many days, and he noticed something moving under his feet.

He was amazed to find that his body was moving.

"Is it quicksand?"

He didn't move, but his body did, what an unimaginable phenomenon.

Look down and uncover the truth.

An even more unimaginable picture appeared before his eyes.

He found the reason why his body moved on its own.

It wasn't the quicksand he had envisioned moving at the beginning, but the ant was moving forward with him.

Yang Wannian once again set his eyes on the ant.

Yang Wannian chuckled in his heart and thought of the identity of this ant.

Son of the Ant King, Eleven?

"Are you Eleven?"

Yang Wannian got up from the ground, stretched out his hand and touched the little guy's head.

The little guy dodged, unwilling to let Yang Wannian touch his head with his hand, but after all, he still didn't hide Yang Wannian's hand.

Yang Wannian's hand touched Eleven's head, Eleven's eyes widened angrily, and he babbled a lot of words.

"Hiss ......"

Although Yang Wannian didn't know what he was talking about, the little ant's scolding demeanor was vivid.

The little guy was still touching his head, and he was still haunted by it.

After continuing to tease the little guy for a while, Yang Wannian paid attention to his surroundings.

This is a vast and boundless world, and the heaven and earth are submerged in yellow sand, and there is no end in sight.

"I didn't expect that there was such a world in that ancient hall?"

"It's really a big world with a small world!"

"In the current situation, we need to find a water source as soon as possible, or we will starve to death here sooner or later. ”

After Yang Wannian saw the surrounding environment clearly and figured out his situation, he began to find a way to find a water source in this endless desert.

He put the little ant on his shoulder, and then, as soon as the ant, went in a direction in the desert.

Discerning the direction in the desert is a technical job, but fortunately, it is not difficult to get this two-life Yang Wannian.

Especially in the previous life, Yang Wannian had a deep study of this kind of wild survival and identification direction.

In this way, one person and one ant identified a direction and traveled for three days.

There are no people, no water sources, no desert plants, except for yellow sand, which is still yellow sand.

continued to march for four days, which was already the limit of Yang Wannian's body.

His body was extremely dehydrated, his body was seriously overdrawn, and there were even double shadows in front of his eyes, seeing that the heavens and the earth were spinning.

Xiao Eleven kept babbling in his ear, as if he was afraid that Yang Wannian would faint again.

Yang Wannian sobered up a little under Xiao Eleven's chatter, and shook his head with a wry smile, the little guy also played a key role at the critical moment.

Continue to look at the past, it is still a desert.

He reached out to the storage bag, the pills in it were gone, most of them were eaten by himself before, and the bottles of pills in the foundation building period that he threw out for his life should have been eaten by the monsters with many tentacles, and the storage bag was full of some weapons and books.

At this time, Yang Wannian had serious doubts about whether he had chosen the wrong direction from the beginning, as if he had come from a deeper part of the desert, where there was a more endless and vast desert world.

As a last resort, he had to find another way.

He looked into his arm, at the place where the blood flowed, which might be the only source of water.

Must live.

He relented and bit down.

It may be due to long-term lack of water, and the blood does not gush out as expected, and needs to be taken by someone.

When the sweet and viscous liquid flowed through the dry coughing mouth, Yang Wannian still felt inexplicable happiness, this was his only source of water, he didn't absorb too much at once, but this time the amount of drinking was enough to revive his mental state.

Yang Wannian gestured to the little guy, the little guy shook his head with disgust, and continued to lie on his shoulder and fell asleep, Yang Wannian shook his head helplessly with a helpless expression.

With the momentum to move forward and adjust his state, Yang Wannian was ready to continue to move forward in the direction before.

Despair, doubt, this is an emotion that everyone in the desert will give birth to, but Yang Wannian knows that he can't doubt himself, and he recognizes a direction and continues to walk, this is the only way to find hope for life, and the most taboo in the desert is to switch directions.

With this temporary water source, Yang Wannian continued to hold on to this state for eight days.

Finally, on the eighth day, all the blood vessels in his body that could suck blood had been absorbed by him, and there was no more blood in his body.

The corners of Yang Wannian's mouth were so dry that a thick layer of white scabs had formed, and what was even more terrifying was that his face was as white as the corners of his mouth, and his body had completely lost the motivation to walk.

His whole body was like a pea starved of water, the surface was dry and wrinkled, unkempt, and his skin was dry and cracked in the strong sunlight of the scorching sun, and then, at this moment, there was an abnormal pale color.

Xiao Shiyi was also taken aback by Yang Wannian's state, and woke up from his deep sleep in a daze, and kept screaming in Yang Wannian's ear.

But this time it didn't work, the corners of Yang Wannian's eyes drooped, his steps were weak, he stepped on this quicksand without any strength, like stepping on a sponge, he still walked forward, but at this time, he walked in an S-shaped curve.

In this state of coma, after walking for a day and a night, Yang Wannian finally collapsed.

His eyes were completely closed, but his body was moving.

This time, it wasn't Eleven who was playing tricks under him.

The state of the little ant is not very good, it is Yang Wannian who is moving, he is crawling and walking.

In fact, when Yang Wannian was in a coma, he had been lying in this desert for half a month.

The human body can only live for a maximum of seven days without eating or drinking.

Yang Wannian has been in such an environment for more than a month, which is quite amazing.

If he hadn't absorbed the ant liquid of the ant king before and became half an ant-man, he would probably have died quietly if he couldn't wake up in this world.

Yang Wannian only retains a little consciousness now, and crawls like this, and in the next six or seven days, he crawls like this at night, and stands up and walks the S curve during the day, and the general direction has not changed.

Every cell in his body was in a state of extreme thirst, the organs of his body were overloaded, and his throat was so thirsty that it had scabbed over, and he couldn't say anything.

In this case, there is a place in his body that looks like a wild place where there are signs of life, everything is quietly reviving, and that place is his sea of qi.

It was once dilapidated, and there were huge ravines that seemed to be bottomless, and they could not be filled at all.

Now, the bottomless pit is completely gone, and the ground is completely healed.

This kind of healing actually began when Yang Wannian was in the deep pool, but Yang Wannian never noticed that now this ruined place had actually healed.

Although it is healing, it can't return to its previous state after all, everything is just in vain, but this is amazing enough, the broken qi sea is healing, and everything is developing in a good direction.