In a desolate desert, a figure was walking slowly in the sand. Occasionally, some scorpion beasts crawled past his eyes.
After walking for several hours, I found a big tree to rest.
Ye Bai has been flying on the shuttle for dozens of days. Calculating the time, it is estimated that he will reach the Immortal Palace in ten and a half days.
He had been in the shuttle for a long time, and he was very surprised when he arrived in this desert. He couldn't help but come down to relax and relax.
After all, this was also his first time to see the scenery outside the Tianwu tribe, so he was quite curious.
According to the map, this desert is called the Desert of Death. The sand shows a golden color under the sunlight. Unfortunately, there is no one in this desert for thousands of miles, so naturally no one appreciates this beautiful scenery.
"It's really deserted, let's take a rest first!" Ye Bai said helplessly, leaning against the green trees and looking at the sky full of yellow sand in front of him.
Just as Ye Bai was thinking, he felt the sand around him suddenly vibrate.
Looking at the surrounding sand, it was shaking crazily and floating into the distance. At this time, in the distance, there was a tornado with a height of more than a thousand meters, and yellow sand was flying all over the sky. The violent sandstorm almost blocked the sunset.
Being caught in a sandstorm of this magnitude would be life-or-death uncertain.
Ye Bai didn't waste any time and quickly took out the shuttle and got in. There was no time to place the spiritual stones, so he quickly used his own spiritual power to infuse them.
But the speed of the sandstorm was too fast. At his speed, the sandstorm was approaching as soon as he activated the shuttle.
The powerful force of rotation attracts everything around it. The newly started shuttle cannot escape the pull of this force, and the second master is helpless at this time.
Go to the heart of the sandstorm. Ye Bai thought immediately.
He knew that the center of the sandstorm was relatively safe, but the surrounding area was indeed the most violent. Only by quickly resisting the pressure around the eye of the sandstorm and entering the center before the sandstorm had reached its maximum energy level could he have a chance to escape.
Then Ye Bai controlled the shuttle and rushed towards the center of the sandstorm in the opposite direction.
The extremely fast yellow sand kept scouring the surface of the shuttle, and Ye Bai was also thrown up and down inside the shuttle.
He also immediately grabbed a fixed stone platform to stop the impact. After about a minute, we finally passed through the final periphery and arrived at the center.
Although the time was short, it was indeed torture. He was also worried about whether the shuttle could withstand it. Fortunately, he made a decisive choice. Otherwise, once the sandstorm took full shape, the shuttle would be torn into scraps even if it could withstand it.
He had been carried away by the sandstorm for who knows how long and it finally dissipated. Although Ye Bai was in a very embarrassed state, he had no serious internal injuries.
At this moment, he took out some recovery pills and took them, and the spiritual energy in his body that was close to drying up slowly recovered.
As soon as he opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, he was stunned and could not recover for a while.
The sandstorm seemed to have brought him to an underground cave, and the sky was filled with jagged stalactites and strange rocks.
"I didn't expect that there is a cave underneath the dry and boring desert above."
Ye Bai walked in the uneven cave and sighed at everything around him.
"Ye Bai, look at the cave wall."
The second master's voice interrupted his thoughts, and Ye Bai's eyes shifted to the stone wall.
Because the surrounding light was dim, I didn't notice that there were some murals on the stone wall when I was observing just now.
"Looking at the costumes and the things described in this mural, it should be from the Bactrian period. I think this may be the tomb of a king of Bactria."
The second master briefly checked it. In the painting, there is a man with a long sword on his waist and a rein in his hand, riding a flying dragon to patrol the land of Kyushu.
This man looked cool and unrestrained, with his head raised to the sky, his ribbons fluttering in the wind, and underneath there was a group of people bowing their heads to him.
"King of Daxia? Second Master, who is this from Daxia?" Ye Bai asked.
The second master looked at the mural carefully, thought for a moment and then said:
"Although this person is equipped with the Human Emperor Sword, he is not Dayu. However, the bronze immortal palace at his feet illustrates his identity. There may be important information ahead. You should go ahead and take a look."
Before Ye Bai could ask questions, the second master urged him to move forward.
The two quickly came to a central area. Ye Bai stared blankly at the giant bronze immortal palace in front of him. There were thousands of sacrificial inscriptions carved on the outside of the palace, and there were bronze guards standing on the left and right sides.
"I didn't expect it. I didn't expect it. No wonder I haven't found it after so many years. It turns out you are hiding here."
The second master flew forward and observed carefully. Looking at the bronze palace, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Second Master, what on earth is this?"
"This may be Xia Jie's Bronze Tomb. At first, this boy was forced to use all the efforts of the country to build the Bronze Immortal Palace, but when it was about to be completed, Xia Jie suddenly announced a halt to the work, and no one has seen this thing again since then."
After hearing the second master's answer, Ye Bairi was thoughtful and then suddenly realized: "What you said reminded me of some things recorded in the Jiuzhou Jade Book."
"It is said that the Desert of Death was not a desert in ancient times, but was the capital of the Xia Dynasty. Because the contemporary emperor acted against heaven and was punished by the saints, the entire capital was inhabited and the city was destroyed. As time went by, the weeds here Without life, it becomes a desert of death over time.”
Ye Bai recalled some records in the Jiuzhou Jade Book, and then asked:
"Second Master, you just said that Xia Jie was forced. Who is qualified to force a human emperor?"
"You said he was the Human Emperor. Who do you think has the ability to make a Human Emperor helpless?" The second master sneered.
"saint?"
Ye Bai thought for a moment and then looked at the second master to confirm.
The second master nodded and said with a smile: "At the beginning, the leader of the Human Sect wanted to take back the Kongtong Seal, the most precious treasure of the human race's destiny. As the Human Emperor of the Xia Dynasty, Xia Jie, once the Kongtong Seal was taken back, the destiny of the human race would not be condensed. He just thought of this method, using the Bronze Immortal Palace to suppress the Kongtong Seal."
"And it is impossible for the leader of the Human Religion to appear directly on the Nine Provinces Continent. This also led to the final mark he left on the Kongtong Seal being erased by the Bronze Immortal Palace. In anger, he designed to destroy Xia Jie's luck envoy His country is easy to change, but the Kongtong seal has never been found." At this point, the second master also laughed.
"Isn't the Lord of the Human Religion just..."
"Shut up, don't shout the saint's name lightly. If you shout it, he will be sensed from the sky. Then we will be in trouble." The second master scolded.
Ye Bai hurriedly shut up, then looked at the Bronze Immortal Palace in front of him with bright eyes and said, "Do you think there will be a Kongtong Seal in it?"
Looking at Ye Bai's little money-obsessed look, the second master said with a thief smile: "I can't say for sure, after all, no one knows Xia Jie's backhand, and you may not be able to enter this place."
The second master pointed to the bronze guards at the door and said, "These two gatekeepers are not good at all."
"It's not like you have a treasure trove of resources and no way to start."
Ye Bai's mood was ups and downs at this time. The second master saw his heartache and smiled: "It can't be said that there is no gain at all. At least the thousand-year-old earth milk outside is a lot of rare things for you now."
The second master pointed out that the stalactites in the cave have accumulated over many years, forming a milky white milk of thousands of years.
Ye Bai looked at the small pool of earth milk and ran over excitedly. His attention was shocked by the Bronze Immortal Palace before, but now he realized that the strange fragrance in the air came from the earth milk.
"I don't have any jade bottles here to accept this thing." Ye Bai also said anxiously. After all, if this thing is installed with ordinary utensils, the spiritual energy will pass over time.
"Don't worry, silly boy, I'm here, right?" The second master gave him a reassuring look.
As the bell rang, the earth's milk in the pool was seen floating towards the inner space of the Donghuang Bell like flowing water.
Ye Bai's mood also became happy, and then looking at the Bronze Immortal Palace in front of him, Ye Bai reluctantly wanted to give it a try.
As soon as he stepped onto the first step of the stairs, he clearly felt the gazes of the guards on the left and right. Although they did not look here, this sense of oppression clearly warned Ye Bai.
"Don't think about it, silly boy, but I can mark this place. You can come and see it when you have a certain strength in the future. Anyway, no one knows this place except you."
After saying this, the Second Master asked Ye Bai to squeeze out a drop of blood. As a bell rang, everything between heaven and earth came to a standstill, and a tiny bell-shaped mark appeared on the Bronze Immortal Palace.
If you give up, you will gain. Let's go. It's time for us to go to the Immortal Sect. The best way is to improve our strength as soon as possible.
Ye Bai glanced at the Bronze Immortal Palace, which was still as motionless as a mountain, and turned around to leave.
As he left, the yellow sand once again buried everything, as if nothing had happened.
