In the southwest of the Central Plains, within the territory of Kunshan Buzhou, three to four hundred miles away from Yizhou, the capital of the Hanhai Kingdom.
The yellow sand is vast and the desert is like smoke.
"Ding Dong..."
A crisp camel bell echoed listlessly in the muggy air.
"call."
Another burst of yellow sand flew past all around, and the sultry wind blew into the face with cracked gravel.
Three burly Mansha camels lined up in a line, wandering contentedly in the vast desert.
Sitting on a camel in the middle was a young man dressed in commoner clothes, with a cloth kerchief on his head. His lips had been chapped into more than a dozen pieces, and his bronze face reflected the dark light in the strong sunlight.
The yellow sand is endless as far as the eye can see.
Looking through the hot and swaying wind, you can occasionally see groups of Populus euphratica, the only green that can be seen in the desert. The dry thick trunks are covered with green needles. From a distance, they look like a group of moss-covered trees.
tombstone.
Taking advantage of the wind lull, the young man took another swig of rouge wine and let out a sigh of relief.
This wine is a specialty of Yizhou. It is made from the plum blossoms in the cold pool of Biqiu Mountain in summer and the green oranges from the crater of Zisha Mountain in winter. It is brewed with the Tianyan Spring in the city that never stops flowing. It is drunk all year round.
It is extremely refreshing and very thirst-quenching. It is quite suitable for the dry climate of Kunshan Continent. It is also a must-have for those who enter the desert.
The young man had been walking in the desert for four days, and there was nothing around him except the sound of wind and yellow sand. If it were not for the company of three sand camels, he would have thought that he had been abandoned by the world.
Forty-two bottles of the fifty bottles of wine carried on the backs of the three camels had been consumed, but there was nothing but wind and sand in front of them.
Just when he finished the forty-third pot of rouge wine, suddenly, a strange rustling sound came from the sand. The young man's eyes flashed, and he keenly felt the impact of the underground in front of him.
Hearing the sound getting louder and louder, he raised his eyes and saw that the dust rising from ten miles away had filled the air.
"Buzz."
A shaking roar came, and the feet of the three Mansha Ling camels were foresighted, and their strong bodies could not help but tremble.
The young man's eyes were slightly surprised. He found that what was rushing towards him was a large group of monsters. The beasts were moving at an extremely fast speed. In the moment he thought about it, they were already within three miles.
Before he could break out in cold sweat, the young man immediately whipped his horse and spurred the three Mansha Ling camels to raise their hooves and neigh, turning around and running towards the yellow sand cliff on the right.
"Wow."
The sky was filled with sand and dust that was quickly pressing down on the surrounding area. There was a rumbling sound in the ears like the top of the head. A circle of nine-colored light enveloped a person and three animals, and they were instantly submerged in the rolling yellow sand.
"boom……"
The huge beast tide was like millions of wild horses running off the reins, running over the peaceful desert and heading into the distance.
The tide of beasts lasted for half a stick of incense. The madness all over the world finally settled down. The upturned yellow sand fell with the wind, and the clean sunshine once again came to the desert.
"call!"
In the shade of a yellow sand dune, a gray-faced figure suddenly rushed out, stirring up waves of sand. Three Manling sand camels were kneeling next to him. For them, it was just a common little fight.
Troubles.
The young man looked up at the road he had taken not long ago, only to find that it had changed beyond recognition.
After a vigorous tide of beasts rushed over, the originally solid sand road completely disappeared, and the sand cliff he just rolled down was also flattened.
The young man then waved his hand casually, and a little monster beast covered in yellow and black rolled down from the back of the sand hump. It had a pointed head and a thin layer of scales covering its body. Its eyes were dull and it had obviously been dead for a long time.
The young man took the risk and killed one in the beast tide just now. Judging from its appearance, it was a species unique to the Nebula Desert, the young scale beast.
"Young scale beasts are peaceful in nature. Although they live in groups, how can they be so crazy?"
The young man stared at the body of the young scale beast, his eyes gradually showing solemnity, and an ominous premonition rose from the bottom of his heart.
He immediately mounted the Mansha Ling camel, figured out the somewhat vague direction, and set off towards the depths of the desert.
At the same time, in the ethereal sky over the boundless sea of sand and above the vast sea of clouds, two huge black iron wings tore through the airflow, pulling a huge black building roaring past.
Another day and night passed.
The sultry air in the sea of sand distorted the vision in front of him. The young man in native clothes sat on a hunchback and walked into a small town that seemed to be somewhat inhabited.
Huangshi Town.
The young man spat out the sand in his mouth, murmured the three vague words written deeply on the sandstone tablet, and looked at the sky full of flying sand in the town, his brows covered with seven or eight layers of gray couldn't help but frown.
Before entering the desert, he had already memorized the map. Huangshi Town was the only place to pass into the Nebula Desert and the source of the Liusha River. It had always been green and lush with abundant products. It was a famous oasis in this vast desert.
But now all that appears in front of us is yellow sand with no grass growing on it.
The young man suddenly became wary, his turbid pupils flashed with light in the blink of an eye, he carefully looked at everything around him, and led the sand camel into the small town of Huangshi.
The solid yellow sand roadside was covered with withered yellow weeds, and withered and black tree trunks leaned together in twos and threes.
After walking a few steps, the young man heard the sound of footsteps. With a brief glance, he discovered a group of beggars hiding behind the surrounding ruins. The beggars had obviously noticed the signs on the sand camels.
Backpack.
"Whoosh!"
The young man suddenly jumped up and disappeared into the town after a few vigorous jumps. The beggars who were hiding also put aside their fear and crowded next to the sand camel one after another, grabbing the things on the camel's back.
At this moment, ten miles above Huangshi Town, a figure in black stood on a long sword, with flowing white hair and cold black eyes, looking down at the desolate town below.
Judging from his appearance, he looks like a young man who has just entered the town.
Judging from his appearance, he is Bai Yunsheng who came from Jinluan Daze to Xingyun Desert!
"Even the Liusha River has stopped flowing."
Bai Yunsheng looked at the dry rivers crisscrossing Huangshi Town and fell into deep thought.
When he set out from Yizhou, he had heard from many Jianghu people that several rivers in the desert had stopped flowing, and many oases were dead and desolate. Now, at a glance, even the Liusha River with the largest flow rate had stopped flowing.
Dry thoroughly.
"Is there something wrong with the veins of the earth?"
The ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he took a few more glances at the Huangpi Thatched Cottage in the town. Bai Yunsheng gave up the Shatuo and flew toward the southwest with his sword.
dusk.
The blood-stained desert.
The sky was dyed a deep dark yellow.
Bai Yunsheng's heart gradually became cold as he flew through the air - he saw few living creatures along the way.
A series of dry rivers winding and circling, like hideous scars carved on the vast sandy ground.
In the highlands where rivers intersect, there are dilapidated towns and martial arts sects. These places were once vibrant oases.
They are embedded in the embrace of the desert, just like patches of green nebulae, which is where the name Nebula Desert comes from.
But now, these places are full of dead trees and dead bones. The dilapidated houses are like withered flowers, which will be broken in the wind at any time. Occasionally, you can see a few hazy figures at the bottom of the river, digging tiredly for something.
.
This was Bai Yunsheng's first time entering the Nebula Desert. This level of desolation shocked him greatly. The uneasy throbbing in his heart became more intense, and he couldn't help but speed up.
Soon after, the glorious twilight drew a curved sand dune, like a rising cold moon, watching the farewell sun.
Moon Hill.
The Liusha River meanders here, creating a rich and wide sandy bay.
The rows of palaces on the sandy bay are majestic and majestic. From a distance, they look like a group of ancient giants, standing in the sky.
The masters of this group of "giants" are the Murong family, the masters of the world in Kunshan Buzhou, one of the five great aristocratic families.
After crossing a hundred miles of desert, Bai Yunsheng finally saw the facade of Moon Hill from a distance.
