Chapter Eighty-Three: Finding the Entrance
The wind was biting, and she shivered from the cold.
Bai Cen had already walked out of the Xiyun Tower, holding back his tears, stubbornly breathing, and returned to the mountain in one go.
This mountain is the place with the most abundant aura in this radius of 100 miles, and Bai Cen has turned into its original form, nesting in a cave, black and dark cave are integrated.
"I don't need to...", these resolute and ruthless words lingered in my ears like ghosts.
"Then you don't want to get what you want...", but I'm going to do it...
Bai Cen didn't understand, it was because of why it became like this, and now she had to rely on the opposite to get his attention.
It seems that I haven't done anything that should be done, and I haven't said a word about what I want to say, and it's already over, why?
She really couldn't find the answer.
Her body shrunk and tightened, as if this was the only way to keep her warmer.
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At this time, in the barbarian continent, the wind and sand still did not stop, and the north wind seemed to be stronger.
One or two scattered dead grasses, and the only dry tree shone there.
The man in Xuanyi had a cold face, his eyes were looking at him from afar, and the blue-robed boy beside him was slightly embarrassed, and his hands trembled slightly.
It turned out that the curtain sky next to the loess sand ground was still translucent blue when the curtain ended.
But the world is already dark.
Wan Lijun didn't notice anything unusual, and kicked a piece of gravel at his feet.
Twisting his brows, he gasped slightly and said: "Huaiyuan, my Liuyun fan is not good, it was originally able to absorb the spirit of a hundred rivers, why did I fan it for a long time, this wind and sand did not subside at all, but became more violent." ”
"Not only has the wind and sand not subsided, but time seems to pass more slowly. Huai Yuan walked to the dead tree and looked up, not knowing what he was looking at.
"What's the reason, I've been busy for so long, and I really haven't even seen an entrance, is this really the land of barbarians?" Wan Lijun hid the flowing cloud fan, and a series of questions hit Huai Yuan.
"Well, it's the land of the barbarians, that's the law of the hour here, and as for the entrance, if there are any other hiding places, I don't know. ”
"I can't see the end at a glance, this huge barbarian land, it seems to be just you and me. ”
Wan Lijun said casually, squatting down and raising a large handful of sand in boredom.
Highlight the vision!
This time, the quicksand fell in the direction of the south, but the wind came from the north.
Wan Lijun was stunned, took in this vision, and shouted loudly: "Huaiyuan, come and see this sand, how is it inconsistent with the direction of the wind!"
Huai Yuan looked sideways, pondered for a while, and opened his thin lips: "It turns out that it is all an illusion, there must be an entrance here." ”
"If there is an entrance, you can enter their old cave, they obtained the golden heart lotus, they must be studying how to refine, we rescued them this time, and took their nest by surprise, I hope there will be nothing wrong this time." Wan Lijun clapped his hands and took it for granted.
Wan Lijun's appearance only felt simple and funny in Huaiyuan's opinion.
Then, Huai Yuan floated out a few words slowly: "You think it's quite beautiful, but now you can't find the entrance, and I'm afraid it will be even more difficult next." ”
He seemed to be able to guess how difficult the next situation would be, after all, he had dealt with the former barbarian king, and knew how skilled his methods were.
If it's easy, it's a fraud... So his words admittedly poured cold water on Wan Lijun.
Wan Lijun simply spread his hands and continued: "You have said that it is false, and the direction is opposite, think about it in reverse." ”
"Come here, look at this. Huai Yuan pointed to a hidden place.
The dead wood that he had been staring at just now seemed to have found something strange.
The dead tree, which resembles the rickety body of an old man, has been mottled by the yellow sand.
"You mean that the branch doesn't seem to be abnormal, but what are the ones engraved on it?" Wan Lijun couldn't help but ask.
Looking at the past, there was a small branch hidden in the middle of the dead tree, and there were imprints of uneven length engraved on it, one by one, which seemed to be regular, and pointed straight to the barren and dilapidated palace.
Huai Yuan raised his eyebrows and strode forward, but walked against the direction of the former barbarian palace.
"This branch is pointing over there, why are you going in the opposite direction? ”
"Direction, and deliberately pointed to the palace as if to introduce it. ”
"Oh yes, what's in there?"
"I don't know, you should come over quickly. ”
Wan Lijun looked left and right inexplicably, and seemed to have found the doorway.
Immediately stepped to follow, and suddenly realized: "Those broken walls and ruins are also uneven, and there is a dead tree in the long loess sand, and the roads on it are secret signs, but because we happened to find the direction of the wind, we didn't go directly to the broken temple, right?" ”
"Well, it can be regarded as a little brighter, no wonder you were played around by that woman, I don't know how you have been an immortal monarch for so many years. Huai Yuan said slowly.
But it is a word that tells the truth.
"Ahem, don't mention the past..."Wan Lijun only felt that he didn't mention it in one breath, and he was a little embarrassed.
Huai Yuan stopped, lowered his head at the surging quicksand, and said, "This place seems to have been brought to us on purpose. ”
"I'm afraid that person guessed that we would come, eh, where did the palace go?" Wan Lijun nodded in response, and inadvertently glanced back.
"Xu is a moving quicksand, carrying these things constantly changing, but the direction is still the same. ”
Huai Yuan's guess was still reasonable, and he continued: "Lijun, do you remember the number of Dao on that branch?"
"No more, no less, exactly eighteen. ”
"Eighteen..."
"Huaiyuan, what's wrong. ”
"Is it eighteen steps?"
"It's only been ten steps. ”
"Lijun, we still have eight steps. His face sank.
"Then try it. ”
They looked back, and all the things they could refer to were gone.
And in the place that was not discovered, there was a hidden crisis, that is, at this time, the ruins of the broken wall, it was glowing with a cold silver light, and there was a surging black light inside, layer upon layer, bottomless, it turned out that this was the art of deboning the fallen immortals in the land of the barbarians.
Fortunately, Huai Yuan was calm and heavy enough not to fall into this so-called "trap".
Wan Lijun raised his voice and said: "The last step, will the earth shake the mountains?" ”
Huai Yuan's brows furrowed, he didn't know what was waiting for them under this barbarian land.
When the last step is firmly taken.
The windy scene they had expected was not there, and only calm was welcomed.
Calm, still calm, the wind has slowly stopped, and the wind and sand are no longer so wanton.
After a while, Huai Yuan spoke: "There is no vision. ”
"It's weird. Wan Lijun was a little annoyed.
After tossing for a long time, they seemed to have lost their way and lost their hearts in this barbarian land.
"Wait, don't worry, look at the soles of our feet. ”
"What?"