At dawn the next day, after Li Mu packed his bags, he continued to rush in the direction of Chishayuan.

After the heavy rain in the mountains, there is a fresh aroma of plants and trees in the air, and the blue sky is like a wash, and it is extremely clear. Although the road along the river was a little slippery, it could not create any obstacles for people like Li Mu who had martial arts.

Li Mu had no distractions and concentrated on hurrying. When you are thirsty, you pick wild fruits and suck the juice, when you are hungry, you catch fish and barbecue, and at night, you meditate everywhere. After two days, we traveled about 200 miles, and we got closer and closer to the Chisha Plain.

The sun was shining and the breeze was pleasant, but it never rained again. Seeing that the water of the Canglan River was slowly becoming calmer, Li Mu randomly found a relatively wide river surface and stopped, preparing to enter the water to practice "chasing the water and stacking waves".

When he practiced this boxing technique in the door, he mostly used air as a medium, and used the fist wind to drive the air to form the strength of "stacking waves", although the results were good, but he always felt a little less feeling. This time he had this good opportunity to be able to enter the water to practice this skill, and he naturally would not let it go.

Li Mu took off his shirt and shoes, tightly tied his trousers with a belt, jumped into the water, and after swimming to the center of the river, he separated two strands of true qi and gathered on the soles of his feet, standing firmly in the river water.

Under the sun, Li Mu's upper body exposed to the water was white and well-proportioned, although the muscles were not strong, they were also full of masculinity, and he no longer had the weak scholarly physique of the past.

Over the past year or so, the practice of swordsmanship, body and fist has slowly transformed his physical condition, and his temperament has slowly changed from an elegant scholar to a young warrior. Between the movements, you can feel the good power contained in his body.

He operated his mind in the water, put on a fist posture, mobilized his true qi on his hands point by point, and slowly accumulated fist strength against the water potential.

From a distance, Li Mu's body was as small as an inconspicuous pebble in the contrast of the wide water surface. But what this little pebble wants to do at this time is to shake this surging river!

Li Mu stared straight at the flowing river in front of him, and concentrated on the "water and wave fist". One stack, two stacks...... Twenty stacks of ...... Fifty stacks of ...... Ninety stacks ...... The moment the fist reached the hundred, he could barely control the huge power between his hands, and wanted to pour it out immediately.

He carefully guided the True Qi in his body, slowly injecting it into his hands, feeling the resoluteness, roar, impact and other characteristics of the water, and tried to adjust the posture of the punch and the agitation of the True Qi to make it compatible with the frequency of the water.

Gradually, the fists under his hands became more and more solemn, and they became more and more extraordinary. The water around him seemed to be frozen, and it was strangely still.

In the agitation of Li Mu's fists, the calm river in front of him began to pile up waves, one foot, two feet, one zhang, two zhang...... A quarter of an hour later, a huge wave with a width of more than ten zhang and a height of nearly ten zhang was erected in front of Li Mu!

The corners of Li Mu's mouth under the shadow of the huge waves slowly cracked, and finally turned into a happy laugh. As the laughter echoed, he used all his strength to pour out all the true qi that had been accumulated in his body for a long time from his hands. only heard a loud "boom", and the huge wave in front of him instantly collapsed, exploding water droplets all over the sky, and also made Li Mu, who had lost his strength, unstable and fell into the mighty river.

Li Mu just laughed, and let the river wash him down.

Releasing all of his true qi at one time, his "Stacking Waves Fist of Chasing Water" finally reached the Dacheng realm of "One Hundred and Twenty Stacks". His heart was so happy that he could go with the flow and rest.

After about a tea time, Li Mu turned his true energy, tread the water and returned to the shore, walked back to the previous water and put on his clothes. He continued along the river and walked towards Akashahara.

Two days later, he stood on a giant tree and looked at Akashahara in the distance.

When he stood on the red sand plain in person, he felt a different feeling.

According to legend, it is the blood of the dead demons who fought here in ancient times, and the sand layer of the place was dyed red, and it has not dispersed to this day.

The legend is still unverifiable, but after Li Mu stepped on the red sand plain, a momentary illusion appeared in front of him. In that vision, a huge monster knelt on the ground, looking up to the sky and roaring, and beside it, the corpses of its companions were piled up, looking extremely bloody.

The illusion came suddenly, and disappeared very quickly. Li Mu only felt a slight pain in his brain, and the illusion swept by like a horse, causing him to stumble slightly under his feet and almost fall to the ground.

At the same time, Li Mu only felt a slight coldness in his chest, which made him regain consciousness and not fall into the illusion that he was in the middle of. Although the scene just now only appeared for a moment, he seemed to have become the demon king who raised his head and roared, and he could even feel the pain and despair in the heart of the big demon. If it weren't for Yuan Lingzhu's warning, he would probably have fallen into it and couldn't extricate himself.

After Li Mu stood firm, he touched the position of the Yuan Lingzhu on his chest, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. I don't know why, after coming here, he faintly felt that the Yuan Spirit Bead in his chest had undergone some changes, and he couldn't say what the specific changes were, so he didn't think much about it.

Li Mu also knew that this kind of illusion attack that directly acted on the spiritual level should only be affected by those who entered the Chisha Plain for the first time, otherwise this place would have been classified as a forbidden place long ago.

It was only after he regained his consciousness that he clearly felt the difference in the Red Sand Plain.

First of all, the bloody gas, the Red Sand Plain, which is not big or small, is located in a semi-enclosed canyon land, with a clear boundary with the outside world. In the midst of it, there is always a bloody breath wafting from the tip of the nose.

In addition, it is hot. Li Mucai stood on the red sand for a moment, and the heat coming from the soles of his feet seemed to burn his shoes. I don't know how the firethorn grass and a dry poisonous insect survive in this heat.

Finally, firmness. It was as if he were not stepping on a flat ground with a gathering of sand and gravel, but a whole stone. Li Mu tried to destroy the ground with his true qi, but found that the invincible true qi seemed to have turned into a blunt knife in front of this red sand, and he felt a little at a loss.

He now understood the reason why the seemingly simple but rewarding task of collecting firethorn grass had been suspended for a long time, it was not easy to separate the sand and soil, not to mention the burning heat of the soles of his feet and the attacks of poisonous insects. And if you are a little less determined, I am afraid that you will be confused by the attack of your divine consciousness when you first enter this place, and you will lose yourself.

But now that he's come this far, he doesn't want to give up. Anyway, it's all experience, and naturally the more beneficial it is to your own growth, the better. For some difficulties, he did not refuse.

Li Mu felt that the soles of his shoes were a little burnt, so he dodged out of the red sand plain, thinking about what to do to stay in it for a long time, taking the firethorn grass.

After a while, Li Mu's eyes lit up, and he thought of a countermeasure.

He took out the sword he was carrying behind him and cut down a thigh-thick tree on the shore. He took out two pieces of wood that were slightly larger than his feet, cut them into a rectangular shape, and used the bark to tie his feet to the blocks to make a clog.

He tried to walk around and ran a few steps, and after finding that with the blessing of True Qi, the clogs did not hinder his movements much, and then turned back to the Red Sand Plain.

Because he made the clogs extremely thick, the heat of the red sand plains was no longer noticeable when it reached the soles of his feet, and the effect on him disappeared.

He took the sword in his hand and walked towards the depths of the Red Sand Plain.

Slowly, he noticed that some plants began to appear on the originally empty red sand field. These plants are extremely low, with very few leaves, and they are all fiery red, and it seems that under the influence of the special environment here, they have grown into such a strange appearance.

Half an hour later, he finally found the first firethorn grass. The grass was no more than a few inches high, with narrow leaves and only a few pieces, no flowers and no fruits, and the part that was exposed to the ground was like other plants in the red sand plain, and its whole body was fiery red, and it swayed slightly in the wind, and it looked extremely weak.

Li Mu didn't rush forward to dig, he stared over, carefully looking for the differences around this firethorn grass.

After the tea effort, under his careful observation, he finally found a trace of abnormality.

It turned out that on the right side of the firethorn grass, the originally flat sand soil was slightly raised. The magnitude of the bulge is very small, not even a centimeter (note: here 10 centimeters is equal to an inch). If it weren't for his excellent eyesight and long observation, I am afraid he would not have been able to find it at all.

The raised part of the ground is in the shape of a long strip, about a little longer. Li Mu guessed that what inhabited it was probably some kind of poisonous insect that was difficult to guard against.

Now that he has discovered the abnormality, Li Mu naturally will not take the risk of the unknown and fight to the death with the poisonous insects in this strange place. I saw him pick up a fist-sized stone from the ground, pour true qi into his hand, and then throw it vigorously over there.

He used eighty percent of his strength to throw this throw, and with the blessing of his true qi, he smashed it on top of a piece of iron, which was enough to smash it through. In his mind, no matter how hard the soil of this red sand plain was, it should be more than enough to smash it open and kill the poisonous insects under it under this blow.

The stone he threw hit its target almost instantly, and as he expected, it smashed through the soil layer smoothly. Then a short and sharp cry came from inside, and a strange insect that looked like a heavenly cow but was pitch-black flew towards Li Mu.

This strange insect is no more than an inch long, with two long tentacles on the top of its head, a pair of compound eyes flashing with red light, and the black carapace behind it seems to have been smashed by the stone thrown by Li Mu, looking extremely miserable, and green blood is flowing from it.

As soon as this insect rushed out of the ground, it immediately discovered Li Mu's existence and pounced directly on his body. It's just that under the heavy blow, it seems to be extremely slow, quite pitiful. Li Mu casually took out his sword, and when the poisonous insect flew away from him about three feet, he stabbed it through.