At night, Ren Qing tried to communicate with the ghost in Liu Chuan's body, but the connection between them was already vague.
This shows the limitations of "night tour".
Ghosts cannot remotely control beings without bodies or souls.
Seeing this, Ren Qing did not intend to stay in the jailer camp for a long time.
He prepared to leave the camp the next day, but as soon as he walked out of the range of the paper, Li Tiangang suddenly appeared not far away.
Although Li Tiangang did not stop him, he still said: "The situation is a bit complicated now. Try to stay away from the camp. If it is inconvenient, you can use my magic instead."
"Thank you, Senior Li Tiangang, I actually prepared the magic weapon."
"Then you should be careful and don't get close to the edge of Abi Hell. There are continuous sandstorms there."
"knew."
Li Tiangang watched Ren Qing leave. As soon as the latter walked out of sight, the hills under his feet vibrated.
His expression was slightly stunned, and he looked far away in the direction Ren Qing left.
A ship whose appearance was unclear sailed northwest at an extraordinary speed and disappeared into the sea of sand in the blink of an eye.
Li Tiangang couldn't help but be surprised when he thought of the magic weapon that Yan Qing had described before.
He didn't know that the Dameng Forging Weapon was a shop opened by Ren Qing. He only thought that it was a magical weapon that Dameng Master had personally refined for him.
So it turns out that even the Yangshen Realm is so optimistic?
The sand boat rides the wind and waves.
Ren Qing stood on the deck and was thinking a lot. He closed his eyes and collected some sand while concentrating. After a long time, he went to the cabin to meditate on Wumufa.
The husky was released again.
It seemed to have a bad premonition and chose to stay in the kitchen.
The sand ship pointed directly at the sandstorm, and because there was no delay, it reached the outermost position in ten days.
The wind and sand roared past, crackling on the sails.
Ren Qing did not rush to speed up, but patiently adjusted his condition to the best, and waited until night fell.
Although the visibility is higher during the day, the sand boat is very easy to be detected by the monks in Huangsha City. It is relatively better at night.
Only then will there be the illusion of the fairy in the mirror, plus the ghost shadow, so that everything will be foolproof.
Ren Qing then went to Abi Hell.
It will be inconvenient for him to enter and exit the Jailer's Hall after he reaches the Gobi Desert. After all, when he returns to the outside world, his body will appear out of thin air.
Ren Qing placed the order for Dameng Forging Weapons on the counter of the shop. When the jailer came, he would naturally take it and ignore the rest.
He just wanted to leave Abi Hell, but unexpectedly heard news from the ghost market that Li Yaoyang failed to advance to the Yincha Realm and is still in seclusion.
But there is no need to think about promotion. The main purpose of seclusion is to save one's life.
The Yin Chao Realm is no different from the Ghost Envoy Realm. It is the process of reviving strange things in the body. Once it fails, the way forward is almost cut off.
However, the news of Bai Bai's promotion has not come out, indicating that there is still room for improvement.
Ren Qing calmed down and returned to the sand ship. The ghostly shadows on the soles of his feet spread to the ship's pillars. The sails immediately unfolded and the sailing speed gradually accelerated.
In the vast sea of sand, the tiny ships are like mantises blocking the car.
However, after the sand boat approached the sandstorm, the hull remained horizontal and stable, and it did not start to shake until it was within a thousand meters.
Ren Qing was very satisfied with the perfected magic weapon. Previously, the hull might have been out of control and the weight had to be increased.
He patted the rudder.
The planks on the bottom of the ship were slightly tilted, and the keel roared silently.
It seemed unwilling to accept the previous embarrassment and rushed towards the center of the sandstorm with all its strength. The Ghost Wolf bow looked directly at the disaster in front of it.
The wind absorbed by the sails was slowly released, and the entire sand ship lost control at this time.
Just when the sand boat was about to hang in the air, the invisible sand gathered together to form a giant sand man about thirty meters tall.
Ren Qing could feel that the risk of losing control was getting worse. The Sandman who had reached such a level was indeed extremely exaggerated, far beyond what the Ghost Wolf could compare to.
But it can only last for ten minutes at most, otherwise the body will really be damaged.
Bang bang!
The sand man grabbed the sand boat with both hands, hugged it and ran rampant in the sandstorm. No matter how strong the wind was, it could not stop Ren Qing's footsteps.
Just as he was running hard, the power of the sandstorm reached its extreme.
The body of thirty meters gradually shrank, but considering the current size of the Sandman, it was enough for Ren Qing to go back and forth two or three times inside.
Ren Qing passed through a thick barrier, and the wind force was immediately reduced by half.
Because the sandstorm is constantly rotating like a tornado, there is a buffer zone in the middle, called the eye of the storm.
Ren Qing looked around, seeing nothing out of the ordinary about the sand dunes.
But in order to make it easier to cross the sandstorm next time, he slammed his hands on the ground to form a solid rock cave.
Even if you can't transform into a sandman, you can still trim yourself in the eye of the storm.
Ren Qing continued to step into the sandstorm. The wind in the second half was slightly lighter, but his body could no longer bear the strange objects.
He imprisoned the strange object in the prison in his belly again, and then used his ghost to fix himself to the deck of the sand ship.
The sails suddenly tightened, and all the wind power that had been stored for a long time was released.
Boom boom boom...
The earth shook.
A gap instantly appeared in the sandstorm. The sand ship was wrapped in ghost shadows and assisted by the Fairy in the Mirror, almost blending into the night.
Ren Qing glanced at the sandstorm behind him, then put the sand boat into the prison in his belly and landed silently behind the sand dune.
The Huangsha City in the distance is extremely lively, and the streets are full of Gobi people going out, just like Sanxiang City during the Xiangxiang Festival.
He knew that the movement of the sand ship was too loud and would definitely attract the attention of some monks, so it was better to be careful.
After waiting for a moment, a faint shadow floated from the city.
The old man Zeren with white hair and white beard stood on the outskirts of the Gobi Desert. He looked like an immortal from the dust, looking around with a scrutinizing gaze.
Ren Qing held his breath and used the ability of the Huangquan Immortal Bone to turn into a ghost, hiding in the shadow on the back of the sand dune.
He looked at the old man Ze Ren out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but take a breath.
The old man Ze Ren is neither tall nor short. He is still wearing a blue robe, but the lotus flowers on his forehead and ears are fully in full bloom.
A long and narrow tongue spits out from the lotus, with a five-colored human face on it.
Ren Qing observed carefully and found that there were two more faces in the palms of old Zeren's hands, totaling five in total.
He thought to himself: "I'm afraid it's not the three flowers gathering at the top and the five qi heading toward the vitality..."
The aura exuded by this Zeren made Ren Qing feel a little wary. He was definitely not in the self-eating realm, and maybe he had already reached the second realm of becoming an immortal.
Ren Qing did not dare to underestimate Mizawa Fa anymore and tried his best to stay within the shadow.
The old man Zeren gave a gentle tap and used an extra whisk in his hand to sweep away the dust, and several sand dunes not far away suddenly turned into windy sand.
However, Ren Qing was still not exposed, after all, shadows were everywhere.
The old man Zeren turned around and stared at Huangsha City, and said in a very loud voice: "There will be evil spirits from outside the territory coming here. Tomorrow, ten pairs of boys and girls will be sent to Huanghe Temple."
The people in the city were so happy that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
To them, the ten pairs of boys and girls represent the opportunity for their descendants to become immortals. Little did they know that the first step is to reach the realm of self-eating.
The old man Zeren gradually dispersed, but the faint mist left behind was still spreading.
Showing a fairy charm like stars.
In a sense, the Tiandao method and the Shuize method are really similar, especially the ethereal aura like a fairy.
Seeing this, Ren Qing was not in a hurry to show up.
The water in Huangsha City is deeper than expected, but Ze people will not show up easily, so it is relatively safe as long as you enter the city.
He couldn't afford it, so he closed his eyes and sensed the location of the remaining ghosts.
Most of the ghosts are deep in Huangsha City, and they occasionally move. They should be where Liu Chuan is.
There is also a ghost shadow on the periphery, which is where Sha Shanzi lives. Ren Qing deliberately hid in the statue of Daozu.
He waited quietly for dawn.
The sun peeked out from the horizon, stretching the shadows of the city walls extremely long.
Only then did Ren Qing take action, using the overlapping shadows to enter Huangsha City, and then quickly walked through the feet of the residents.
He was going to find Sha Shanzi. Anyway, the latter had no cultivation skills. It should not be difficult to control him with the help of magic. He would first use this to establish an identity.
But when Ren Qing noticed the ladder, he immediately froze in place.
I saw white smoke drifting slowly from all over the city, gathering together in mid-air, forming clouds similar to those at the turn of day and night.
Several devout Gobi people carried the body and climbed to the top of the ladder.
The corpse was clearly that of Liu Chuan, who mastered the imaginary technique. Now only the skeleton and the organs wrapped in ribs were left.
They climbed a third of the way up the ladder and stopped. Then they stabbed the organs with the stone knives they carried, and the rich aroma of wine wafted out.
A strange phenomenon occurred in the clouds.
The concept of Qingxu is looming in it.
Seeing this, the Gobi people lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Qingxu Temple as their immortal abode.
The old mountain-like mountain trembled, the abscesses oozed sour and smelly juice, and maggots emerged from them one after another.
The maggots actually turned into entities and fell, hitting everywhere in Huangsha City.
The Gobi people couldn't help but cheer, as if farmers in Heshan Town were facing a bumper harvest, they felt an inexplicable sense of desolation.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out that the white meat on the stall came from this.
It transforms people into immortals, but mortals are not even considered food. They are just a means of dealing with maggots in abscesses and wounds.
Ren Qing sighed helplessly and got into Shashanzi's courtyard.
………
After Ren Qingyuan left, the camp welcomed Song Zongwu within a few days.
The third group of guards entered the camp. Only one person stood in the wind and sand and looked directly at the sun. Strange explosions continued to come from his robes.
Song Zongwu said in a deep voice: "Li Yaoyang, you should stay in Abi Hell, otherwise you won't even be able to save your life."
Li Yaoyang took off the hood of his Taoist robe, revealing a horrifying face.
The Gu worms had eaten away his flesh and blood, and the faintly exposed bones were riddled with holes, which showed how seriously damaged his body was.
"I asked Master Dameng, and there is still a glimmer of hope left in the water."
Li Yaoyang reached out and touched his chin, and his right arm fell off his shoulder.
He picked up his right arm nonchalantly and asked calmly: "Mr. Song, can you tell me more carefully..."
"What is Zexian?"
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