Three days later, as night fell and the stars twinkled, Cheng Ziming lit a bonfire in the windy part of the sand dunes to fight against the cold of the desert at night. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This place, directly south of the Death Bunker, is at least five days away from the Celestial Peak.

This is a journey that consumes physical strength, and he has been traveling in the sun for more than ten hours in a row, and even immortal cultivators are already hungry.

The bonfire was burning, the only light under the starry sky, Cheng Ziming took out a leg of mutton from the storage space and put it on top of the bonfire. He thought for a moment, sprinkled some salt on the leg of lamb, took out a small flask, and sprinkled a few drops of wine on the leg of lamb.

Suddenly, the aroma of wine mixed with the smell of mutton spreads, with a mouth-watering aroma.

Cheng Ziming raised the wine jug, raised his head and poured a few sips, and suddenly felt refreshed. He handed the flask to Wen Coral and said, "Don't worry, when we complete the trial mission, Pray Daoist and your sister will naturally be safe." ”

Wen Shan nodded sullenly, took the wine jug and took it in his hand, and finally handed it back to Cheng Ziming, she said softly: "Brother Cheng, I believe you must have a way to complete the trial task." It's just that when I think that my little sister is still in the hands of the demon snake, I can't help but worry. I still have water in my storage space, and I still can't get used to drinking spirit wine after all. ”

At this time, the leopard came up and shouted, "This king is starving to death, you don't drink it for this king." ”

Cheng Ziming hurriedly picked up the wine jug, put it in his arms casually, and said: "You are a leopard, even if you like to eat meat, why do you want to learn to drink? The mutton will be roasted soon, so naturally you will eat it." ”

The leopard stretched out the leopard, drilled into Cheng Ziming's arms, pulled his shirt with his paws and said: "Can spirit wine be regarded as wine? The spiritual power in the wine can refresh the mind, and the water in the wine can fill the stomach. ”

Boom, the leopard's paws slammed a few times, and the things in Cheng Ziming's arms were scattered all over the ground.

The flask stuck in the sand, the map spread out, and the hourglass fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and almost fell into the campfire.

The leopard stretched out its neck, picked up the flask and turned to run.

Wen Coral picked up the map, gently dusted off the floating sand with his hand, and was suddenly stunned, and stopped on a corner of the map, where the icon of a temple was slowly moving on the map. The Wishing Temple, where Cobra is located, is also where Wen Pearl was held.

Cheng Ziming sighed softly and picked up the hourglass from the side of the bonfire. This is a timer given by the witch, and it is also a strange magic weapon, according to the witch, the time indicated by the hourglass is the time limit set by the trial task.

The hourglass is small and delicate, and no matter how upside down it is, the sand inside it will only fall in one direction. It's just that it drops very slowly.

Cheng Ziming picked up the hourglass and played with it in his hand, he glanced at the sand above the hourglass, and sure enough, no matter how he shook it, the sand above the hourglass would not be shaken for half a minute. And underneath the hourglass, there is still almost no sand. If you get close to the crystal cover of the hourglass, you can find that there is indeed a thin stream of sand, flowing down from the top of the hourglass, and its flow speed is touching, almost one sand leaking down.

He let out a long sigh, this hourglass he had carefully studied, every detail was deeply imprinted in his mind, naturally he couldn't be more familiar, there was nothing more to ponder.

The hourglass couldn't be stored in the storage space, so it had been carried in his arms all the time, and if it wasn't for the leopard to pull it out, Cheng Ziming wouldn't have taken it out to take a look. After all, the time indicated by the hourglass is still very early, and the sand of the hourglass will not be exhausted without hundreds of years.

Wen Coral finally stopped bothering with the icons on the map, folded the map from the new, and handed it over.

Cheng Ziming took the map, put the map and the hourglass in one place, and was about to put it back in his arms.

Suddenly, there was a movement in his hand, and a puzzled look appeared in his eyes.

The campfire crackled and burned, the leg of lamb was oily, and the smell of roasted meat was invigorating.

Wen Coral quietly looked at the end of the sand dune, full of thoughts written on his face.

The leopard hides in a small corner and licks the flask, glancing at the lamb of the campfire from time to time.

Suddenly, Cheng Ziming stood up suddenly, he looked up at the night sky, and let out a burst of "haha" laughter.

The leopard's tongue flickered and got stuck in the spout of the jug.

Wen Shan turned his head suddenly, stared at Cheng Ziming for a stick of incense, came to his senses, with a light of surprise in his eyes, and asked, "Brother Cheng, what did you think of?"

Cheng Ziming laughed for a while, and finally stopped laughing, he happily shook the hourglass and said, "I see, I finally understand the way to complete the task." ”

"Oh, Brother Cheng, do you know how to pick the stars? Could it be that you can see the movement of the stars from the position of the starry sky, and know that the star will fall from the sky and fall on the Climbing Peak?"

Cheng Ziming shook his head and said, "The plan has changed, we won't go to climb Tianfeng." I now understand that there is no way to pick up the stars when I go to Pantian Peak. In this world, there is only one place where you can reach the stars with your hands, and this place is obviously not climbing the sky. No matter how high the mountain is, it can't be level with the sky, and it's impossible to pick up the stars. ”

"Xiao Ming, don't sell it. Besides, the leg of lamb is going to be baked. The leopard leaned over with its head out.

Cheng Ziming pressed the leopard's head back and said, "That's right, it's better to talk while eating." ”

With that, he removed the roast leg of lamb from the campfire, cut off a large piece of the oily mutton, and threw it in front of the leopard.

The leopard opened its mouth and bit it, then spit out the mutton again, and blew on it: "It's so hot! Xiao Ming, it's all your fault, it's been grinding for so long, and this king is dizzy from hunger, so it's burned now. ”

Cheng Ziming cut off another piece of mutton, stuck it on a bamboo skewer and handed it to Wen Shan, and said, "Eat it." With enough strength, let's go to the sky to pick the stars. ”

Wen Shan took the bamboo skewer, glanced at the mutton, and sighed: "Brother Cheng, you know that I am the most worried about my little sister, where can I eat now." Now that you know how to complete the task, let's say it quickly, otherwise you won't be able to swallow this mutton in your mouth. ”

"Good. Cheng Ziming cut off a small piece of steaming mutton, blew it and stuffed it into his mouth, he swallowed the mutton, took out the wine jug and drank the wine, then nodded contentedly and said: "I have also been hungry for a day, and now I have made a new discovery, I am in a good mood, and this mutton is getting better and better." Oh, let's not climb the Heavenly Peak, the place where we can really pick the stars is not the highest mountain in the desert world, but the lowest basin, which is the death bunker. ”

"Death bunkers?"

"Yes, you have to go to the bunker of death to pick up the stars. Cheng Ziming smiled slightly, the light in his eyes was more brilliant than the stars in the sky.