A few days later, Lin Xi found another benefit, that is, every time he meditated at noon, he recited the Sun True Fire Sutra silently, and his body was much healthier, and the fatigue and coldness of the body were greatly reduced. Although he was still a little scared, he took the benefits first, so he no longer resisted. Every day when he was on the road, he waved the broken knife in his hand in order to become more familiar with the flying sand knife method, and at the same time silently recited the scriptures, hoping to get more benefits.

Gradually, he discovered that there were also benefits to reciting the scriptures at other times, that is, the benefits were most at noon and the least at midnight. Lin Xi felt that this was related to the effect of this exercise, is the sun really hot, it must be the most and strongest when the sun is at its peak. I don't pay attention to it anymore, but I just meditate on it every day. Gradually, he was able to recite the scriptures in silence even as he did anything.

As long as you do anything seriously, it is easy to indulge, Lin Xi is obsessed with the Sun True Fire Sutra, and gradually only the sword is left to practice the sword and chant the Sutra to hurry. He still can't remember how many days he came to this world. Every day is exactly the same scenery, the endless yellow sand, the same withered yellow low plants, the occasional dead trees that have rotted for many years, and the occasional dry bones of people and animals exposed by the wind through the yellow sand, the sun looks like an egg yolk in the dusky sky.

And gradually, he couldn't tell whether this was a dream or where he had traveled to. If it's a dream, wake up from this damn dream sooner. If it's a crossing, O Heavenly God and Buddha, although I pray every day that I can experience a crossing one day, please send me to a place where there are people.

Lynsey was never a strong man. Everything here was at first intimate to him, because the scenery here was seven or eight points similar to the hometown he remembered. He felt that he hadn't been back for many years, dreamed of all this, or traveled to a place similar to his hometown, and luckily got the martial arts cheats. Later, he slowly became disgusted. This is by no means a hometown, and although the scenery is very similar, the hometown is by no means as oppressive as here. Especially when I woke up, I found the corpse, the marks on the walls of the house were definitely not the marks of time, there were corpses but no one was seen, not even animals, it was not normal at all.

Yes, walking alone in this vast sea of sand. No cell phones, no computers, no entertainment. There is only the endless desert, and the dry plants endemic to the desert, and the remains of animals. No direction, no goal, no idea where to go.

Only when he continues to practice every day, when his sword skills become more and more proficient, and the warmth on his body becomes stronger and stronger, can he have the motivation to continue walking, so that he will not go crazy completely. He wants to find the crowd, even if he doesn't speak, just see people.

Although the gratifying changes in his body made him feel a little better, the desert that could still not be seen, and the less and less water in the water bag made his mood extremely heavy. He had been careful to conserve the little water that was already scarce. Maybe he can't find the crowd anymore and he'll die of thirst, or become a madman before then.

The unchanged scenery in front of him made Lin Xi, who was walking alone, feel like he was locked up. Yes, for so many days, he sometimes shouted nervously, sometimes cried loudly, sometimes ran wildly, sometimes picked up a broken knife and slashed blindly, and the joy of crossing has long gone. In order not to really go crazy, he desperately searched for a solution from his inexplicably better memory. After finding nothing, Lynsey replays his past bit by bit, as if he was watching a movie, a movie that seems to have nothing to do with him.

Sometimes he wanted to pick up the broken knife and wipe his neck, but unfortunately he hesitated again and again but didn't dare, for fear of pain was one thing, and on the other hand, he was really afraid of death. Sometimes the gods and gods prayed to the gods and Buddhas in the sky, hoping that they would see people, even if the wild wolves that could often hear the moon howling at the moon appeared, it was alive anyway.

He had completely despaired of the world. He never thought it would be so hard to be alone. I still remember bragging to others at work, saying that I like to be quiet, and the current world is too impetuous and noisy, maybe one day I will carry a backpack and travel alone in an inaccessible place. Now that I think about it, I really want to give myself a few big ear scrapers at that time, I really don't know how to be blessed when I was born in happiness.

After the madness, the slow silence, the brilliance in Linxi's eyes dimmed day by day. Then one day he sadly found that he had completely cut off the water. As if nothing happened, Lin Xi threw the water bag casually, and still walked slowly step by step. Maybe sometime, he will also turn into a dry skeleton in this desert.