Zhang Ping walked out of the highest temple of Purgatory Mountain.
The scepter in his hand also began to roll out black smoke, covering him, making his figure look extremely tall.
All the priests who saw him on the way, all of whom he saw were in awe and fear and bowed to the ground, as if they were to kiss the dust and his toes.
Especially some of the Purgatory Mountain Priestess who knew him before and even had the position above him in the workshop were so scared that they seemed to have their whole body shrank into the robe.
However, Zhang Ping did not notice their existence. His mind was filled with the majestic figure of the head of Purgatory Mountain.
After Lin Xi and Zhantai Qiantang's previous assassination and the death of Wenren Cang Yue and two elders of Purgatory Mountain, his status in Purgatory Mountain has become increasingly stable. Whether in Purgatory Mountain or Damian
, He is already an amazing big man, but he knows that the leader of Purgatory Mountain is the real big man.
The gaze of the sect leader of Purgatory Mountain was also shooting out from the gate of the palace.
Because no one dared to stand at the door of this temple, he could easily see many places in Purgatory Mountain.
People who walk in the Purgatory Mountains and work are like ants.
Now these ants seem to be much less, but the smoke columns above the workshops of many mountains have become stronger and thicker.
The eyes of the head of Purgatory Mountain turned to the farther west. His eyes were filled with contemplative expressions, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
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The west of the Yunqin Empire is Biluo Tomb.
After Biluoling, it was the territory of the ancient Tang Dynasty.
After the new emperor ascended the throne, the ancient Tang Zang Kingdom also experienced a series of civil strife. After the departure of the Shenxiang Army, there were even troops loyal to the emperor's uncle Xiao Xiang and those who were dissatisfied with Emperor Fengxuan and Qingluan Academy to let Yun Qin's people go
The rebellion of the officials who killed themselves in Tang Tibetans.
These rebellions made the ancient Tang Zang Kingdom difficult for the past two years, especially a rebellious army destroyed part of the drainage channel to the quicksand city, which made Tang Zang difficult to drink water last summer.
All these rebellions were suppressed without exception, and then all Tang Zang people fully understood that as long as the Prajna Temple existed, Tang Zang would not be able to drive Emperor Fengxuan off the throne.
When the news of Wenren Cang Yue's death was passed on to Tang Zang, it was already early summer.
In the same early summer, the temperature in Tangzang was hotter than that in Yunqin and Damang. In some desert wastelands, the heat on the ground was like a burning transparent flame.
Not far from the three majestic and solemn Buddhas not far from Prajna Temple, countless workers are digging a deep channel, and sweat is twisted and slipped like earthworms on the bodies of these workers whose skin has been sunburned into bronze.
Several large kilns that made pottery were also emitting fireworks.
Yun Hai, a little monk with a innocent face, also worked in it. He waved a shovel larger than his body, and it was filled with half a wheelbarrow with one shovel, which was striking.
"Senior Brother Xuanyuan!"
Suddenly, Yun Hai shouted and threw the shovel away. He jumped from the ground in excitement. He jumped on the ground a few times like crazy, and then ran desperately towards the west.
Many people were surprised to see the place where the sea of clouds ran, but could not see anything. Until the sea of clouds was so small that it turned into a small dot, some people could vaguely see the endless yellow sand in the distance.
A moving dot appeared.
It was a white-robed monk leaning on an ebony Zen stick and wearing a hat.
In the yellow sand, I seemed a little confused and could not tell the direction.
When the monk heard the screams of the sea of clouds kept ringing, the white-robed monk was stunned, as if he had recognized the direction, then laughed, raised his head, revealing a half-ordinary, but kind and clean face.
.
The body of the sea of clouds kept bouncing on the yellow sand, stirring up the dust of the big buns, just like the clouds flying in the fog.
When he was less than ten steps away from the white-robed monk, he did not stop his castle. With a bang, he rushed directly into the arms of the white-robed monk.
The monk's hat in the white-robed monk was blown up by the stormy wind and flew up like a kite.
"Senior Brother Xuanyuan, how could you stay in the endless sea of sand for so long before you come back! We all thought you were dead. You are still alive, still alive!"
Yun Hai was too happy and hugged the white-robed monk and refused to let go, and he was a little incoherent.
The white-robed monk stroked Yun Hai's head and smiled: "I heard your voice just now and thought it was an illusion, but I didn't expect that I had really arrived at Prajna Temple."
Yun Hai looked up in surprise, but saw that the white-robed monk's eyes were deeply sunken, like withered flowers. He screamed in shock: "Senior Brother Xuanyuan, your eyes?"
"I can't see it for a while, but it will be fine, so don't worry." The white-robed monk Jueyuan laughed.
Yun Hai was even more surprised. Others might not be able to see the changes of the white-robed monk at this moment, but with Yun Hai's perception, they could feel that the white-robed monk's skin and his withered flowers were constantly becoming plump and bright.
Moisturize.
The monk with an extremely clean face smiled gently, and pointed to the direction of Prajna Temple and explained: "It is very close to the streams in Prajna Temple. There is a lot of water vapor in the air, so I can use some means to incorporate them into my body.
.This is just a few small means to cultivate in the endless sea of sand, because there is really no drop of water or a plant in many places in the endless sea of sand, so…”
"So brother, in order to be alive, you can even make your eyes lose water first and ensure that you can support walking?" Yun Hai screamed in shock. From the gentle voice of the white-robed monk, he felt the white-robed monk.
What kind of desperate situation are you encounter?
The white-robed monk seemed to be able to see something clearly. He smiled, lit the direction of the Great Buddha of Prajna, and said, "Are you building a crypt?"
"Yes." Yun Hai nodded in shock and said, "After this cryptanalysis is built, there will be no shortage of water in several places in Fanzhou."
"Good." Jueyuan sincerely exclaimed: "The West Water is hard to attract, and no matter how difficult it is, people can try to survive. Therefore, human will is always the strongest Zen in this world."
"Senior brother, I don't understand your Zen. You have been walking in the endless yellow sand for two years... Your eyes were almost blind the previous two times, and you are sure that there is almost no water source in the endless yellow sand, but you still have to leave here
The third time." Yun Hai looked at the white-robed monk in distress, held his hand, and suddenly thought of something again, and asked again: "Senior brother, you can absorb water from this flowing air... Then your body is lost
The moisture should be less than the moisture in the air?"
Jueyuan was also a little confused about Yun Hai's intention and nodded, "That's true, why?"
"Then I talk to you and there is water vapor on my body. Wouldn't you be like drinking my sweat and saliva?" Yun Hai said distressedly: "It's so disgusting."
Jueyuan was speechless and had a bitter face, "Junior brother, when the water reaches the sky, it is the purest thing. How could you drink water on weekdays and wonder where it comes from?"
"That's right." Yun Hai smiled, looking at the senior brother who was standing with a bitter face, he became happy again and asked, "Senior Brother, have you found any real Buddha traces in the endless sea of sand?"
Jueyuan shook his head and said, "No."
"I just said there is nothing to explore in the endless sea of sand, except sand." Yun Hai looked at Jueyuan and said, "It makes you almost walk to Prajna Temple and don't know where you are. If you go the wrong way, you
Isn't it just that I can't come back?"
Xuanyuan laughed again and said, "From the endless sayings in the world, my Zen is in the pursuit of this endless sea of sand."
"You said the same thing the last two times." Yun Hai said: "Senior brother, aren't you tired of the sand yet?"
"This time it's different." Xuanyuan's eyes were even brighter, as if Buddha's light appeared. He smiled and looked at the sea of clouds and said, "Although I can't reach the end of the endless sea of sand, I have gained something.
I have seen some illusions of clouds, including fish and birds, and the sea and sky Buddha country. I can be sure that the endless sea of sand will definitely end."
"Don't be your senior brother, you are tired and confused. All you feel and know is false." Yun Hai shook Xuanyuan's hand and said, "There is a divine wood Feihe in Qingluan Academy that can fly in the sky. If your senior brother really wants to go,
Just ask them to borrow one?”
Xuanyuan smiled and shook his head: "I may not go further then."
Yun Hai thought of countless possibilities, perhaps using a lot of soul power to consume more water, and perhaps walking on the ground could allow Xuanyuan to get some food in a lot of ways. After all, he still couldn't understand Xuanyuan's thoughts, but when he got closer to Prajna Temple
When Xuanyuan's eyes were completely bright and when the skin of his body began to emit a faint light, a look of shock appeared on his face again, with some inexplicable understanding.
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In the Great Wilderness, a forest of travelers and taroes, hundreds of barbarian soldiers were cautiously alert.
In the dense woodland behind them, heavy footsteps began to appear. A dark green giant lizard, which gave people a great sense of oppression, slowly emerged from the tall traveler taro. In the saddle on their backs, there was a pool sitting there.
Saya and the Fire King.
The hundreds of skull warriors suddenly looked even more nervous and cautious.
After more than ten stops, a few whistling sounds came through the woodland further away.
Chi Xiaoye nodded to these skull warriors.
These snare warriors retreated to the rear of the dark green giant lizard.
Soon, as the heavy footsteps got closer, another dark green giant lizard walked out of the traveler taro woodland directly in front of him.
In the saddle on the back of this dark green giant lizard, in addition to a burly mana who was one head taller than an ordinary skull warrior, there was also a young Yun Qin practitioner, Lin Xi.
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(I changed the place to write, and I felt something was wrong all over. I thought about the chapter title for ten minutes but couldn't figure it out. I could only choose a chapter title that made me headache. The worst thing is that I just coded it.
Zhang, it’s not the table and chair that I am used to, but my whole neck is stiff. I don’t know when the next chapter will be coded out, so don’t wait. The eggs are broken)