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Chapter 85 The Edge of the Vast Sea

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    "Quick Sand Collection", the last market town west of the "Death Sea of ??Death", after leaving the market, you can see a vast expanse of gravel, desolate and gloomy, and a few clumps of tenacious and distorted green not only cannot bring the pulse of life, but set off the vastness and silence of the Gobi.

    "Western Region" is the collective name for the vast area in the west of the Great Jin Dynasty and the Northern Zhou Dynasty. It is not actually a holistic concept. After leaving the "Yumen Pass", there are hundreds of thousands of countries, and there are deserts and Gobi everywhere.  In the Great Gobi, there are several places such as the "Death Sea", "God Burial Desert", and "West Pole Desert", and there are many oases and dark rivers in their hinterlands, forming a wonderful exotic style.

    A former location expert who traveled to the Western Regions once said that the "Western Regions" can be said to be oases and countries wrapped in deserts and Gobi, or it can be said that there are countless countries mixed with deserts and Gobi. The only exception is the Daxue Mountain in the north.  It starts from "Endless Abyss" and ends at "Yumen Pass", stretches for thousands of miles, and runs through the entire Western Region.

    And in the depths of Daxue Mountain, it is rumored that there are nine tombs of immortals in ancient mythology, which suppressed the "Endless Sea of ??Abyss".  Among the six sword-holding sects, the "Snow Mountain School" is said to have grown from the tomb guards who have been passed down from generation to generation.

    The strong wind mixed with gravel was like ice, blowing towards the "quick sand collection", covering this market town in sand and dust, making it hard to see and hear.

    "Is this the 'sandstorm'" Meng Qi, who had never experienced it before, tightened his thick monk robe. He was not afraid of the cold, but felt that after being covered with dust and gravel, he would lose his chic and elegant temperament, like  An old man who shepherds sheep.

    Since leaving Shaolin at Qiu Gao, Xuan Bei has been on his way without haste, leaving ample time for the monks who went to other sects to explain the matter. Therefore, in the third month of Yangchun, the three masters and apprentices arrived at "Quick Sands"  Set", and March in the Western Regions is still as cold as severe winter.

    Zhenhui opened a pair of big eyes, looking curiously at the dust surrounding him, at the decadent and dark trees around him, at the camels with bells dangling, and exclaimed softly from time to time.

    There are few pedestrians in Jishang. The people who live here have already returned to their homes to avoid the wind and gravel. Only merchants, rangers, travelers, etc. are still walking to the only inn in Jishang against the wind and sand.

    "Brother, they look different from us!" Zhenhui finally couldn't help asking.

    Many passers-by have high noses and deep eyes, and strange-colored hair pupils, which are rare among the people in the Central Plains. What's more, they have double horns on their heads, wide-open eyebrows, and look like monsters.

    Meng Qi was dazzled by the sight, but he didn't know how to answer Zhenhui.

    "Amitabha, one side of the water and soil raises another person, there are differences, and some people in the Western Regions are known as descendants of gods and demons, so they inevitably have special shapes." Xuan Bei said softly.

    The former refers to normal people from the Western Regions, while the latter refers to the "foreigner" who has two horns on his head and open eyes.

    "Descendants of gods and demons, do they have any special abilities?" Meng Qi asked with great interest. Could it be that the redemption chart of "Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation" also hides bloodline options such as "descendants of gods and demons"?

    The wind and sand came together, but Xuan Bei's side was spotless. He smiled and said, "Of course there are."

    While talking, the three masters and apprentices had already arrived at the inn. This is a three-storey house with an old appearance and full of traces of wind and sand blowing. It was written "the first house in Hanhai".

    Stepping into the inn, Meng Qi saw the counter first. It was right by the door, and it was filled with papers, brushes, account books and other things in a mess.

    The shopkeeper is a woman in a black dress. She is twenty-seven or eight years old, dressed as a woman, with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a delicate face, like a blooming flower, full of femininity.  sizing up.

    With her chin propped on her right hand, she lazily looked at the account book, her face made whiter by the black dress, with a cold expression, as if everyone in the inn owed her a hundred taels of silver.

    "Amitabha, the shopkeeper, stays and eats." As a relatively reliable disciple, Meng Qi went up and said, in fact, he really wanted to address the proprietress directly, but it was a pity that the master was watching from behind.

    The woman in the black dress didn't look up, and said indifferently: "Five taels of silver a night, plus meals."

    I x, you robbed!  Meng Qi really wanted to teach her what "the customer is God", but it was a pity that the master was watching from behind.

    Thinking that there was only this inn here, not even a ruined temple, and it belonged to a "monopoly industry", Meng Qi looked back at his master and saw him nodding slightly, so he took out silver taels from the package and put them on the counter: "Fifteen  Two silver coins, three rooms."

    "There are only two rooms." The woman in the black skirt still ignored her.

    Meng Qi felt that there was no problem. The master was in one room, and he and Zhenhui could squeeze through.In the past half a year, Meng Qi has finished condensing the remaining three acupoints of the eye orifice. He only waits for a few days to recuperate his body and mind, and find a chance to take "Tian Cong Pill" to make a breakthrough.

    His "Catching the Wind and Shadow" has already started, and he has finished practicing the first few paragraphs of "Tendons and Bone Forging".  After Changing Muscles and Forging Bone Chapter, Meng Qi felt a lot easier when condensing his acupoints, and he even seemed to be able to grasp a little of the vague, faintly visible eye acupoints.

    Therefore, Meng Qicai did not rush to take the "Tian Cong Pill" to make a breakthrough after condensing the acupoints, but patiently continued to practice "Tendons and Bone Forging Chapter". It was not until recently that the eye orifices became more and more graspable, and then he began to prepare for a breakthrough  matters,

    This time, Meng Qi felt confident.

    As for the "Phantom Form Dafa", Meng Qi didn't respond at all when he first practiced it. After a while, he would be very tired and mentally sleepy.  Slowly improving himself, Meng Qi gradually felt his brows swell, as if something was brewing.

    This is a good thing, but it is not a good thing, because it is an illusion produced after the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows is stimulated. If you are addicted to it, you may go crazy, but the appearance of this illusion also means that Meng Qi has begun to learn the "magic magic"  up.

    Thus, Meng Qi restrained himself, ignored this illusion, and continued to practice step by step.

    The eyes of the tightly closed eyes were dark, like chaos, Meng Qi seemed to be half awake, and suddenly felt a trace of true energy permeating, the chaos suddenly split, and something rose slowly, round and golden, and then it shone brightly.

    As soon as the light appeared, Meng Qi's brows twitched, and the surrounding images vaguely appeared in his mind: a table, a bed and two chairs, the younger brother cross-legged on the bed, teapots and cups on the table

    This feeling disappeared in a flash, Meng Qi's eyebrows swelled, and he had to stop practicing and opened his eyes. This time, although what he saw was the original scene, he had a completely different feeling. Seeing that the mountain was not a mountain,  See water is not water.

    "Haha, the 'magic magic' is a small achievement." Meng Qi was quite proud in his heart. This is at the level of a cold messenger, who can sense the surrounding objects through the primordial spirit between the brows and the ancestral orifice, and slightly interfere with other people's senses.

    Han Shi's martial arts are not very high, and it took seven or eight years to complete the magic illusion. Meng Qi completed it in half a year, so he was naturally proud of it. And once he achieved it, there will be a chapter of cultivation later on.  If Dafa is consummated, it will be faster if you exchange it for the corresponding elixir support, maybe it will be successful in three or four months.

    "The cultivation in the main world is indeed much faster than the old Duan's world" Meng Qi got up in doubt, then looked left and right, ready to start his 103rd escape effort.

    Now that I have made a small achievement in illusion, it should make the master's spiritual lock go wrong, right?

    He used the phantom form method, his eyebrows and ancestral apertures swelled, his spirit scattered, wrapped himself around himself, and then walked cautiously to the door.

    "Senior brother, you want to go out to play, why didn't you call me?" Zhenhui's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

    Meng Qi's smile suddenly froze on his face.

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