In this way, finally, three days later, Lu Ming stepped on a small hill and stepped on a few small sand and stones. Looking around, the rare trees here are mostly gravel and stones, and almost all yellow sand is mixed in them. There are not many plants that can grow in this environment. Apart from the hills under his feet, I don’t know how far I see the mountains. In between, there is the Gobi Desert that looks like a tiny wave.
However, Feng Xiangtian, who had been following Lu Ming, was extremely surprised. In the past three days, he had not had peace at all. Not only did he see a larger wave of ghost swordsmen, but he also saw a sword ape chasing Jiansheng, and even two larger Jiansheng teams were fighting each other because of a sword without a master...
But I just saw all this. Looking back now, before every big thing happened, Lu Ming told everyone in advance that if he hadn't been curious and looked back, he would not have found that more intense survival scenes were happening behind him or even around him. It would have been the case once or twice. This has been the case for the past three days.
Standing beside Lu Ming, Zhuoligetu looked down at the entire land, but only saw the more desolate Gobi Desert than outside the Great Wall. However, Zhuoligetu was even more surprised. Through this period of contact, he found that Lu Ming's alertness was much higher than that of him. He could have a premonition in advance for every thorn in danger. He really didn't know how he practiced and had such a vigilant surname. After all, he was a foreigner!
"Let's go down, let's go down to that position." Lu Ming said calmly and walked down.
Zhuoligetu has been used to Lu Ming's surname for a while, but after he walked there, he found that he was already halfway up the mountain. There is a small platform here. Standing on it, you can still see a large Gobi Desert. No matter what is above, you will not escape your eyes. At the same time, it is very hidden. When you lie on this platform, even if the person below looks up at him, he can't find any clues. The most important thing is that there are some weeds that are rare here, which can bring you more hidden surnames. Moreover, this platform is also very suitable for lying down and basking in the sun.
Everyone was really tired. After checking the surrounding environment, they immediately started meditating to regulate their true energy and quickly recover from their bodies.
Lu Ming couldn't stay there. In the past few days, he had seen many sword students gathering here. They might not have known this news, but after seeing many people walking towards this side, they would also come with curiosity, so they had to seize the opportunity and said, "You guys rest here and monitor all the movements around me. I'll look for the missing place to see if there is anything that might be discovered on it."
Leng Jian grabbed Jian and stood up, saying, "I'll go with you."
"Need not."
"Need not."
Leng Jian, who had just gotten up, was stunned and found that he was going to follow him. There were two voices saying no. The first voice was naturally Lu Ming, but the one who followed was Ouyang Luo who had been silent all the time. Seeing the calmness of the two, Leng Jian smiled bitterly. Lu Ming, a kid, is not even his opponent, so how could there be any problem? If he followed him, if something really happened, he might drag Lu Ming back. After all, he has been alert to all the movements on his way these days, and it is very accurate. With this alone, many people are simply impossible to catch him, because seeing Lu Ming back here is as familiar as returning home.
Lu Ming naturally didn't know what everyone was thinking. He sneaked down the mountain quietly, but his feet were marching like flying. His calm body was as fast as a galloping horse. But unlike other people's running, Lu Ming had almost no sound when he ran, and there was almost no dust in this dry Gobi Desert.
Leng Jian looked up at Lu Ming's gradually smaller back, and was also surprised. He really didn't know how he, a prodigal son, had such rich knowledge!
While walking, Lu Ming observed the direction around the southwest corner that Jiansheng mentioned. Judging from the route he had walked along, the place under his feet now was a little beyond Lu Ming's expectations. Looking around, the vast land was full of death energy, as if it was covered by night. Nothing could be seen in the distance, and the Gobi Desert was already endless, so big that it seemed to have no boundaries.
When Lu Ming walked on the Gobi Desert, the gravel under his feet was hard and cold. The traces etched by the years were buried by the fine sand swept by the breeze. Then the next gust of wind would blow away the fine sand, reappearing the original appearance of the Gobi Desert. These made Lu Ming very glad for his luck. This was not a desert, otherwise no matter how many traces and clues there were, they would be buried together by the yellow sand.
Lu Ming's indifferent eyes kept scanning the surrounding environment, and the power of the sword scar gradually penetrated out, intertwined with the dead and resentment. At the same time, his brain was rotating, gradually analyzing the terrain here, and the hills and waves of sand appeared in his mind.
Gradually, a map with a small range was slowly sorted out by Lu Ming, but in comparison, it was exactly the same as the radius of 300 meters in his place.
Within the control range of sword mark power, Lu Ming could do such accurate scanning and imaging, and could be deeply imprinted in his mind.
That's it. Lu Ming walked step by step towards the depths of the Gobi Desert, recording the ground situation where he went, and then all the scene fragments in his memory began to be spliced under his control, and a wide panoramic view of the area was depicted.
This is not a special function, but Lu Ming's subtle observation can capture every prominent point on the ground, and his memory is even more picky. This complex operation, supported by the power of sword marks, is almost instantly achieved.
Lu Mingzai carefully checked all these traces. After more than an hour, a small piece of iron on the ground attracted his attention. After picking it up, he found that it was not an ordinary piece of iron, but a small piece of sword body. Judging from the broken traces above, the sword was shattered by someone with the sword energy.
The key is that the material of this sword is enough to reach fifteen forgings!
Although the fifteen-forged sword is not very advanced, and the fighting technique will leave a hidden danger to the sword itself, it cannot cover up the forging of the fifteen-forged sword itself. If you want to break this sword, the opponent's sword realm must be completely superior to the swordsman holding the sword. Judging by the burst marks when the breaking breaks, the opponent had already used the power of a peak sword master.
Although this is the territory controlled by the Sword Hall organization, it cannot completely prevent outsiders from coming to explore. If there is really a peak swordsman here, among the many sword students, he will definitely be the absolute king.
Lu Ming frowned, while thinking, his eyes were also scanning the ground. Just less than three meters away from the broken sword fragments, he found a footprint. After exploring the hardness of the soil on it with his hands, he found that the footprint had been around for more than a year.
Lu Ming looked up and found that there were indeed traces of fighting in this generation, and the area was not small. The key is that there were still many bloodstains here, and there were a lot of bloodstains.
The color of these blood stains no longer exists under the cover of light and wind and sand, and cannot be noticed by the naked eye. Even if the Sword Saint comes here, he cannot find the blood stains at all. However, as a killer, he has a natural sensitivity to the smell of blood. Even if there is only a trace of bloody smell, his intuition will constantly remind himself.
But now I have sword scars, and its power can detect the existence of every trace element in the air. Moreover, sword scars were condensed at the peak of their killer career. It is affected by its own breath and is more sensitive to the bloody breath.
Lu Ming has been releasing the power of sword scars. After seeing this bloodstain, Lu Ming even imagined how this person was injured and what kind of injury could splash out the bloodstains.
However, Lu Ming did not care about these, because after observing the sword scar, he found that this area had fresh traces, which were very light, but real. However, it is not certain whether it was the footprints of humans or ghost swordsmen. Moreover, during the journey, I have heard that creatures with a strong spiritual surname, such as sword apes, often dress up like Chengren and wear shoes.
So Lu Ming can only call it an object now. After searching carefully, Lu Ming became more sure that an object was coming, and these traces were repeated, which means that the object would come to explore from time to time. Moreover, these new traces are almost the same as these things, but they are called them for the time being. What are they here to investigate?
When you come here, most of them should be inseparable from the Saint of the Sword Hall!
Lu Ming thought about this, but his face felt relaxed. If the other party really came to find news about the saint, he just needed to wait and observe and see what they were looking for, which would bring him a lot of convenience. After all, now he has just received such news, and the specific things are not clear at all.
The experience summarized over the years is always much clearer when it comes to unknown things, observing them in secret is much clearer than being immersive.
Thinking of this, Lu Ming turned around and walked in the direction he came. During this period, all he needed to do might be to accumulate enough physical strength and sword energy.
Lu Ming returned to the resting place. Zhuoligetu and others had cleaned up this area during this period and built three simple marching tents. Although they were only branches and two small blankets, they could shelter from the wind and rain. They also ignited a small fire with dry firewood. Such a fire was almost comparable to charcoal and had no smoke. It was obvious that this friend outside the border had a very unique experience in the wild survival.
But even so, a simple but standard camp has been built. (To be continued.)