Chapter 63 Trial in the Sand Sea
As soon as he took one step forward, the fiery red snake on his shoulder also raised its head in an instant, its fiery red eyes scanning around vigilantly.
After taking just one step, Lu Ya's face suddenly became serious. The trial had already begun when he took the first step.
He had a feeling that the end of the chain was definitely not that easy to reach.
Step by step, Lu Ya walked forward firmly.
After walking for half an hour, what he saw along the way was still a sea of sand.
If he hadn't made notes from time to time, he would have doubted whether he was still standing still.
However, another thing also reminded him that he was moving towards the goal, that is, the chain above his head was slightly enlarged in his eyes.
Without stopping, Lu Ya continued to walk forward.
As for flying, he had tried it before. It only took a few tens of meters for the object to fly, and it consumed one-fifth of his mana, which was terrifying.
It seems that it is the rule of this trial that you must walk to the end of the chain step by step.
The chain above his head is getting closer and closer, and the environment around him is getting hotter and hotter.
Even Lu Ya's robe with the "Four Seasons Like Spring" magic circle attached to it had no effect at all. This heat seemed to be igniting from the bottom of his heart, gradually burning his body and mind, and slowly evaporating his reason. .
But in this case, the little fire snake on his shoulder became more energetic, and even the flame scales on his body became a little brighter.
After walking for more than two hours, Lu Ya was as red as a prawn. He looked forward and saw that the air was slightly distorted due to the high temperature.
He once thought about taking out the water bag from the storage bag to replenish water, but he was surprised to find that the storage bag was blocked and could not be opened.
As for condensing water balls through magic, in this environment, he felt that every breath he took was burning pain in his lungs. It was obvious that there was no trace of moisture in the air.
Fortunately, although he cannot fly or open the storage bag, the spiritual energy in this environment is very abundant. Lu Ya constantly absorbs the surrounding spiritual energy and uses it to nourish his body, so that he will not be steamed by the high temperature. Dry.
Under the same chains, walking with the same steps.
Nangong Wudi's condition is much better.
He held a small jade gourd in his left hand, and an ice pick emitting cold air in his right hand.
From time to time, he would take a sip of ice picks and drink a sip of the spiritual liquid contained in the jade gourd, which was very satisfying.
As for how he took out the ice pick and sapphire gourd, it was because he took them out when he just entered the trial.
It can only be said that this is a child from a wealthy family. To others it is a trial, but to him it is just an outing.
Nie Yuyao wore a pair of beady, three-inch jade feet. Every time she took a step, the yellow sand covered her insteps, but when she took another step, the jade feet were still extremely smooth.
As the waist and limbs swayed, the lotus steps moved lightly; as the eyebrows and eyes looked forward, they looked like flying immortals.
As the most outstanding saint candidate in the present generation of the Yin Yang Sect, Nie Yuyao's talent is unparalleled. Among the ten members of the Yin Yang Sect this time, she is also the most powerful.
Originally, with the help and support of the sect, she could use the rare treasures of heaven and earth to build the Tao foundation, achieving the strongest Tao foundation in the seven thousand years since the Yin Yang Holy Sect was founded.
But she still came here, for no other reason than for the legendary ooze of heaven and earth and the possibility of establishing the foundation of heaven.
Her posture was calm, as if the high temperature that distorted the air did not exist for her.
His figure is even more agile, and he often appears seven or eight meters away with a single step, at extremely high speed.
More than 300 people who entered the Nine-End Trial faced such a sea of sand and each showed their own methods.
Either walking, running or crawling, in short, everyone is using their own method to quickly rush towards the end of the chain.
As everyone was halfway through the journey, the true horror of this sand sea was fully revealed.
The sky gradually darkened, and the terrifying high temperature before gradually subsided.
Lu Ya's body, which was extremely hot, was blown by the cool breeze, and his whole body trembled, and the luster in his eyes lit up again.
"It's time to go into the night!"
Lu Ya pursed his lips, his thoughts turning.
The night in the desert came very quickly. In less than a quarter of an hour, the original high temperature had completely subsided, replaced by a bone-deep cold.
This transformation from extreme heat to extreme cold made Lu Ya unable to help tightening his robe.
Although it couldn't slow down a bit, it gave him a little comfort and made him not feel so cold anymore.
Gradually, the sky became darker and darker, and finally reached the point where you couldn't see your fingers. The sound of the howling wind, the friction of stepping on the sand, and even the sound of his breathing gradually disappeared.
"Dong Dong!" "Dong Dong!"
In the empty and lonely sea of sand, only Lu Ya's heartbeat could be heard, as if Lu Ya was the only one in the entire world.
Lu Ya kept moving towards the direction in his memory. Even if his eyesight went dark, it couldn't stop him.
It was hot during the day and freezing cold at night. This cycle lasted for four days and nights.
After four full days of ice and fire, except for a few people who could still maintain their original state, most people were obviously tired and helpless.
In these four days, the physical fatigue was secondary to the mental torture, which made many monks almost unable to resist.
Even though many monks go into seclusion at every turn, they can be called little masters in seclusion.
But after encountering such a monotonous, boring and heartbreaking trial, I was still tortured by this boundless feeling of loneliness to the point where I almost gave up.
On the fifth day, Lu Ya was walking among the shadows cast by the chains when he heard a murmur in his ears.
He stood still and listened intently.
Unexpectedly, the muttering suddenly became louder, and all the words he said were reduced to one sentence: "Give up, there is no end."
The whispering voice seems to have a magical power, tempting all those who are weak-minded.
After Lu Ya heard the specific content of the murmuring voice, he put it behind him and moved on.
After walking like this for another two days, six full days, Lu Ya was finally reaching the end of the chain.
The moment he stepped out of the sand sea, the originally sealed storage bag was also unsealed.
Looking at the black chains in the distance that seemed to rise from the end of the horizon, Lu Ya did not hesitate to sit down cross-legged, took out food and fresh water, and began to replenish his body with real water and nutrients.
After finishing the supplement, he began to sit cross-legged and meditate again, running the exercises to nourish his body.
Because within his field of vision, five monks had appeared, just like him, adjusting their breath and recovering.
From now on, the monotonous marathon is over, and the next thing to face is the opponent who also wants to climb the chain.
After Lu Ya meditated for an hour, a black spot in the distance suddenly rose into the sky, and the magic weapon sped towards the end of the iron rope.
When the others saw this, they sacrificed their magic weapons one after another and chased after him.