In the endless dark night of the sea of sand, Sun Xing and Chen Mo stepped on the flying sword and ran with all their strength. They did not know how many miles they had escaped. It was not until the sun rose the next day that they clearly felt that the sound of the strong wind in their ears had subsided. A lot.
With the compass in hand, the two did not deviate too much from the direction. After flying for another hour, Sun Xingcai landed exhausted and stopped behind a huge sand dune piled up with yellow sand.
If it weren't for Sun Xing's speed this time, even if Chen Mo had millions of means, he would not be able to escape the disaster of the sandstorm.
At this thought, a look of fear appeared on Chen Mo's sand-covered face.
Not only him, Sun Xing's appearance was not much better either. Their boots and hair were filled with yellow sand. Their clothes were soaked with sweat. After being covered with dust, from a distance, they looked like... Two impulsive yellow mud monkeys.
"You're not hurt, are you?"
When Sun Xing raised his hand, he took out two pills from his storage bag. He and Chen Mo each took one, and the manic spiritual power in his body instantly soothed.
Chen Mo shook his head, and the yellow sand fell from his head, causing a wave of smoke.
"It's good that you're not injured!" Sun Xing squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, and sighed: "This unfortunate thing has happened to us, master and disciple! Now we can only go there on foot."
Under the sandstorm, all the monsters are avoiding disasters, and naturally nothing will interfere with them. However, it is different in the desert in a calm state. It is difficult for them not to pay attention to such a loud noise.
Besides, flying with a sword for a long time is extremely draining of spiritual energy. The spiritual energy here is very thin, and there is almost no amount of it as much as it is used. After Sun Xing escaped at full speed for a night, he still had 70% of his spiritual energy left in his body. Even if you maintain the same speed, you won't be able to fly out of this desert, and you will easily become weak.
The two rested for a while and set off again half an hour later. During this period, Chen Mo also asked about his doubts. It was understandable for a monk with Qi refining skills to see the black thread worm escaping, but there were three builders in the small barrier at that time. Brother Ji, can't we defeat this insect even if we work together?
Sun Xing said: "Although the black threadworm is only at the tenth level of Qi refining, it is immune to most spell attacks. Even if we can use magic weapons to kill it, its splitting magical power cannot really solve the problem. Every attack Kill one and it will not take long to split into two. With so many Qi Refining Guards as the mother body to hatch, the initial number will reach several hundred. After several battles, our three foundation-building monks will be killed. I'm going to die there, do you think I can take action as a teacher?"
"When you encounter black worms, just run faster. These bugs will soon eat each other and go to sleep without living things." Sun Xing walked for a while and then added.
Without the Magic Bell Camel as a transportation mount, traveling under the scorching sun in the desert has become a more difficult task. Fortunately, both of them are mentally tough people. They stop to rest when they are tired. Sun Xing is With the elixir warehouse here, the danger in the desert has been reduced to a minimum for Chen Mo.
Soon, seven days passed.
After the two experienced three attacks from the sand lizard monster group, they successfully met up with the Zheng family's group who were catching up from behind. They rode on the magic bell camel, and the feeling of being stuck in the mud all the time really disappeared.
Chen Mo took a rough look at the Zheng family's losses. Only two camels were lost, and the rest of the goods were still there. It was a blessing that the entire army was not wiped out in the sandstorm.
Zheng Lu's mood was not very high, and the pipa tune was a little deeper than before. Chen Mo didn't know why, and he didn't go to ask in detail. On the contrary, Sun Xing chatted with Zheng Qingyuan for a few words, and then he was speechless. Said.
For the next time, everyone marched in silence. After a while, a city could be seen in the distance. The Qi Refining Guards in the team couldn't help but cheer and celebrate. The previously depressing atmosphere.
The Zheng family caravan has never encountered a sandstorm in the past. They were able to survive almost intact. In addition to the timely rescue of the family owner, a part of the indispensable part was luck.
The two monks who were unlucky had been fed black worms by their elders and were treated as abandoned cannon fodder.
For this matter, the head of the family severely punished the elder for making his own decisions, and distributed his five-year salary to the surviving Qi Refining Guards. With the compensation from the spirit stones, a group of people gradually let go of their grudges. As a result, dependence and confidence in the Zheng family have been restored.
"Yanshan County has arrived. I want to go ahead with some important matters, so I won't bother you anymore." Sun Xing and everyone entered the city, and said goodbye to Zheng Qingyuan on the street.
Zheng Qingyuan said with a pity on his face: "Zheng's caravan still needs to go north to participate in the small trade fair there, so it can't follow Master Sun all the way."
"It's okay." Sun Xing waved his hand, and he and Chen Mo left the Zheng family. They found an inn in the city to change clothes, took good care of themselves, and then walked out of the city to sacrifice the flying sword and headed towards the location of the casual cultivator meeting. Rush there quickly.
Half a month later, Beihuang County.
The casual cultivator conference jointly held by the seven countries' cultivation circles attracted the attention of more than just casual cultivators from various countries. The cultivating power of the Yan Kingdom's royal family had already conquered most of the inns, restaurants, and restaurants in Beihuang County many years ago. Shops and teahouses were bought.
And he also secretly trained some smart servants and shopkeepers, whose etiquette and education were not to mention, and put them in during the casual cultivation conference in order to collect some spiritual stones for internal cultivation of the royal family.
Of course, the common people in the county still live as usual, but there are many fewer places to live. For a time, most of the criminals in the city disappeared. Otherwise, they would be killed by some hero who likes to pick on the strong and help the weak. How unjust it would be.
The location of the casual cultivator conference was divided into two prefectures and counties. The area for the martial arts competition was in Beihuang County, while the area for the elixir refining competition was in Hengfu County, not far from Beihuang County.
The items sold in the two prefectures and counties are also very different. In Beihuang County, low-grade magic weapons, talisman compilations, materials for refining magic circles and some strange things can be seen everywhere, while Hengfu County sells A series of non-combat-related items such as aged herbs and elixirs for improving cultivation.
Both cities have special guard teams. A long time ago, the royal family of the Yan Kingdom had recruited two alchemy monks to maintain the order of this casual cultivator meeting. They are now stationed at the city lord's mansion.
If anyone dares to fight in the city, as long as they find the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, they will be killed on the spot. There is no way. There are too many casual cultivators who come to these two prefectures and counties. How can they be deterred without some ruthless means? This large group of Qi-refining monks?
Of course, the Yan royal family did not care about the journey back and forth between the two states.
Therefore, some cultivators with high self-discipline and self-cultivation have used crooked ideas to ambush single monks on the road. However, when iron plates are mentioned, there is no way to avoid someone who loses his wife and loses his soldiers. Buy and sell.
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"...What, you don't have any vacancies here either?"
Five days before the start of the casual cultivator conference, Chen Mo received bad news one after another from the inn in Hengfu County.
There were so many casual cultivators from the Seven Kingdoms that the streets were almost blocked by the endless flow of people. Nine out of ten people were cultivators. Chen Mo took Sun Xing with him and they quickly ran all over the county. The inn, which is already the most remote one, received the answer that the rooms had been sold.
Originally, they could have arrived early and arranged everything, but the current situation was caused by Chen Mo being late in Qingyao Valley.
Chen Mo looked at the shopkeeper with a smile on his face and said tentatively: "Can I get a seat if I pay more?"
"Shangxian, it's not about money..." The shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his face: "A few rooms have been reserved. No matter how many spiritual stones you give me, I can't rent them to you? "
"How many spiritual stones did they give you?"
After Chen Mo calculated it, he had more than a hundred spirit stones in his hand, apart from the cultivators and ice muscle grass, which should be enough to live in for a few days. If it didn't work, he would follow Chu Keqing's trick and double the amount for the spirit stones. Stone, let the other party retreat in spite of difficulties.
"The deposit alone is a thousand low-grade spiritual stones, and the rent for the five rooms on the third floor is ten spiritual stones per day..."
Before the shopkeeper could finish speaking, Chen Mo interrupted him in surprise: "What? It takes ten spiritual stones to live here for a day?!"
After a month of hard work refining elixirs, he could earn at most more than 100 yuan of spiritual stones. The inn in Hengfu County really dared to ask for that price!
The shopkeeper said respectfully without the slightest hint of ridicule: "Shangxian, during the Loose Cultivator Conference, the price for staying in an inn is the same. Our family is already one of the cheaper ones in the county. The inn in the center next to the competition platform is the best place to stay. It costs fifty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones a day, and even then the supply exceeds the demand!"
Chen Mo was completely speechless. Fifty spiritual stones were more than enough to buy a low-grade magic weapon. It was only the price of one night's stay in a bustling area.
This is still a second-level state and county. It is difficult for Chen Mo to imagine what the scene in Beihuang County will be like.
"Shangxian can stay in inns in other states and counties. The prices there will be much lower, and some places even don't require spiritual stones." The shopkeeper saw Chen Mo's difficulty and patiently answered him.
This is obviously unrealistic. He is going to participate in the alchemy competition and lives in another state. How can he have the time and energy to go back and forth and face unknown ambushes and entanglements?
Chen Mo said unwillingly: "Is there no other way besides this?"
The shopkeeper said: "Shangxian, you can also stay in the homes of the people in the county and give them some gold and silver. This is also the usual choice of most gods. But..." He hesitated and said : "In terms of security, it is not under the jurisdiction of the city, and it is difficult to justify being robbed and the like..."
Chen Mo thought about it carefully. There are tens of thousands of monks here. Who can spare time to solve these petty thefts for them?
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