Chapter 67: The Way of Huaxu
Speaking of which, Hua Xu is definitely an outlier in this wild world, and for a giant who can make a calm man like Feng Sheng shocked, the two of them only smiled after hearing it, without the slightest excitement.
Yu said goodbye to the group of people in the back, and with Zhang Xin, the group of ten people just made up an integer. Without the wild people, the speed of the crowd was obviously much faster, and in half a day, they had walked fifty miles.
As he left Gufeng Mountain and walked south, the colors between heaven and earth slowly withdrew. After fifty miles out of Gufeng Mountain, there was only a dead gray and black color.
Walking in this dead and silent place, even the most lively Zhang Xin was a little less tossed than before, like the Wind Valley group who had basically not seen the serious consequences of the Desolate Beast Rebellion, and they were even more shocked by this situation.
When everyone crossed the Wushi Mountain, they left Bishan behind and began to enter the land of Qianli Gu.
Two days after entering Gushu Mountain, Feng Quan, the youngest member of the seven-member team, gave this desperate place a rather vivid name - Desperate Wasteland.
Yes, despair. In this place where the leylines have completely collapsed, there is no place for the slightest life, let alone the slightest hope.
The Taihao clan inherited the strong life breath of the Hua Xu clan, but the direction of witchcraft is more inclined to the endurance blessing of their own combat power. However, for the perception of the breath of life, Taihao's is not inferior to Huaxu's.
Because of the efforts of the Suiren Clan, Middle-earth did not receive too much damage in the Desolate Beast Rebellion, and over the past hundred years, the impact of the Desolate Beast Rebellion has been gradually erased under the self-recovery of heaven and earth. Therefore, they didn't expect that the rebellion of the desolate beasts in the eastern land would be so violent, and they didn't even think about it.
Except for Wind Valley, which was already a witch worship, the other three Taihao clansmen were all mentally depressed because of the influence of this thousand-mile Jedi. In contrast, the Huaxu clan's witch who had been working hard for this for hundreds of years was much better at enduring. Although I am also heartbroken by the trauma of this earth, under the grief, there is also a hope that I will repair this devastated land with my own hands in the future.
In order to get out of this desperate place, the group subconsciously accelerated their pace, and the land of thousands of miles was completely completed in just six days.
To the north of Geshan, at the junction with Luqi Mountain, there is a circle of redhorns that surrounds hundreds of miles.
This is a spectacle after the Huaxu witch has persevered for decades.
Ten years ago, Zhang Shiping first passed by this place, and once fled under the poisonous smell of that poisonous swamp. Today, ten years later, the last seventy miles of the 300-mile poisonous swamp are encircled and suppressed by the redbuds.
After the group saw this vast redbud forest for the first time through their almost numb eyes, their hearts suddenly jumped excitedly as if they saw a ray of sunlight in a dark crevice.
Bauhinia doesn't look gorgeous, and if you look closely, it's even a little ugly. But this can't hide the tenacious nature of life in any way, and this is the one that can most touch the people who have just entered Qianli Gu.
When the two witches of the Huaxu clan said in a tone of pride and pride that the thorn forest in front of them had been cultivated by their own clan's own hands, the eyes of the seven people of Wind Valley who looked at them completely changed.
What kind of eyes are that? It should be a shock from the heart! Zhang Xin on the side saw it very clearly, and from Feng Sheng's eyes, Zhang Xin saw the same shock after seeing the mountain giants.
If the shock brought by the mountain giants comes from the beauty of the ultimate power, then this thorn forest is a miracle created by the meager strength of human beings.
Just like the drop of water that merges into a river, and finally the vast soup flows east to the sea, although it originates from the end of the micro, but at this time, all those who see it will bow their heads and pay homage to it.
Since coming to Dongtu, although they have not said it explicitly, the people of Wind Valley actually have some disdain for the Dongtu clan. Especially if you meet for the first time, there is Dow, with that kind of strength, if you put it in Middle-earth, you won't even have the qualifications to live.
The two giants in the leylines below the mountain let them see the majesty of the gods worshiped by the Tao family, and for this reason, the pride in their hearts was slightly reduced. And when crossing Qianli Gu, the performance of the two Huaxu witches also made them slightly change their view of this ancestral land in the distant past.
But only slightly.
The pride of the warriors who survived a hundred battles, those who did not show enough strength did not get their respect. In the entire Eastern Clan, probably only the White Bird Clan, who has been baptized by the White Calamity since childhood, can make this group of people look differently.
But the thorn forest in front of him showed the most tenacious side of the Hua Xu clan to this group of distant guests thousands of miles away. Different from the strength of Taihao's ancient trees like the sky, it is a kind of tenacity and weakness like vines. But after the green grass is shady, there is also a style that is not inferior to the ancient trees.
Next to the thorn forest, everyone repaired for a while. The main reason is that the mental pressure accumulated by several people in the Taihao clan in the past few days is too great, and it has reached the point where it must be relieved.
For the four Taihao men, who were enough to call a bad performance, the two Huaxu clan's witches did not laugh at them, but instead treated them kindly. Only those who have the same strength can understand how bad it feels to trek through Qianli Gu.
Half a day later, the group started again. Lu Qishan after Geshan is still a dead silence, but the group after experiencing the baptism of Qianli Gu has basically ignored this sense of dead silence.
After passing by Geng Mountain, a little faint green was once again embellished in the eyes of everyone.
At the beginning, Zhang Shiping was in Geng Mountain to attract the heavenly thunder and killed the desolate beast Zhu Qi sealed here. The majestic thunder washed away the dead silence on Geng Mountain, and re-injected the essence of heaven and earth into Geng Mountain.
However, Geng Mountain has been plagued by desolate beasts before and after, and the earth qi has no root, although the Hua Xu clan has spent a lot of effort here, but it can still only barely maintain any bit of vitality without being blown out.
The thorny forest under Geshan made the group feel the tenacity of life, and the situation on Gengshan made them understand the fragility of life.
The group climbed the mountainside of Geng Mountain and rested for one night next to the altar where Zhang Shiping received thunder and lightning, which was the only place in the entire Geng Mountain that still had vitality.
There are more than 6,000 miles from Yinshan Mountain to Kongsang Mountain, and most of the way is on that dead land. When the wind valley and his party arrived at Kongsang Mountain, they greedily looked at every wisp of green that came into their eyes.
"Now I know the great cause of the Suiren clan!"
With his hands open, he said with a sad face.
"In the past, it was too unwise for the Suiren clan to rashly use the power of the Four Heavens to die with the desolate beasts. Every time after resisting the invasion of the mountain lord with difficulty, looking at the scarred clan, I complained a little about the Sui Emperor who ordered it at that time. However, when he saw the aftermath of the rebellion of the Eastern Lands Desolate Beasts, he realized how wise the decision of the Suiren clan was. ”