Chapter 85 The Edge of the Vast Sea

Chapter 85 The Edge of the Vast Sea

"Liushaji" is the last market town that enters the "Sea of ​​Death" in the west. After leaving the market, you can see the vast expanse of gravel, desolation and depression. The few tenacious and twisted greens not only fail to bring the pulse of life, but instead set off the desolate silence of the Gobi.

The "Western Regions" is the collective name for the vast area to the west of the Jin Dynasty and the Northern Zhou Dynasty. It is not actually a comprehensive concept. Since the "Yumen Pass", hundreds of countries have been established, and deserts and Gobi deserts are everywhere, including the great desert that stretches thousands of miles. , the Great Gobi has several places such as the "Sea of ​​Death", the "God Burial Desert", and the "Western Desert", and there are many oases and underground rivers in their hinterlands, forming a wonderful and exotic customs.

A previous generation of location experts who traveled to the Western Regions once said that the "Western Regions" can be said to be deserts and Gobis wrapped around oases and countries. It can also be said to be countless countries with deserts and Gobis mixed in. The only exception is the snowy mountains in the north. It starts from the "Endless Abyss" and ends at "Yumen Pass", stretching for countless thousands of miles and running through the entire Western Region.

And deep in the Snowy Mountains, there are rumors that there are the tombs of nine immortals from the ancient mythological era, which suppressed the "Endless Abyss". Among the six sword-holding sects, the "Snow Mountain Sect" is said to have developed and grown from the tomb-keepers passed down from generation to generation.

The strong wind mixed with gravel was as sharp as ice, blowing towards the "Quixaji", covering the market town in sand and dust, making it difficult to see for three feet and making it difficult to hear from all directions.

"Is this a 'sandstorm'..." Meng Qi, who had never experienced it before, tightened his thick monk's robe. It was not that he was afraid of the cold, but he felt that after being covered with dust and gravel, he lost his free and elegant temperament, like He is an old man who is shepherding sheep.

Since leaving Shaolin at the height of autumn, Xuanbei has been traveling at a leisurely pace, leaving plenty of time for the monks who went to other sects to explain the matter. Therefore, in March of Yangchun, the three masters and apprentices arrived at the "Quicksand" "Gathering", and March in the Western Regions is still as cold as a severe winter.

Zhenhui opened her big eyes and curiously looked at the dust around her, at the trees around her that were stained and decadent and dim, and at the camels with bells dangling from their heads, and occasionally let out small exclamations.

There are very few pedestrians in Jishang. People who live here have gone back to their homes to avoid the strong wind and sand. Only merchants, rangers, travelers, etc. are still walking to the only inn in Jishang despite the wind and sand.

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

Many pedestrians have high noses and deep eyes, with hair and pupils of different colors, which are unusual among the people in the Central Plains. What's more, some have double horns on their heads and open eyes between their eyebrows, looking like monsters.

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

"Amitabha, where water and soil support people, there are differences. And some people in the Western Region are said to be descendants of gods and demons, so they inevitably have special shapes." Xuanbei said softly.

The former refers to normal people from the Western Regions, while the latter refers to the "foreign people" with double horns and open eyebrows.

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

The wind and sand were coming, but Xuan Bei's side was unstained. He smiled and said, "Of course there is."

While they were talking, the three masters and apprentices had already arrived at the inn. It was a three-story house with an old appearance and covered with traces of wind and sand, with the inscription "The First House in the Hanhai" written on it.

Stepping into the inn, Meng Qi first saw the counter, which was right next to the door. It was messily filled with papers, brushes, account books and other items.

The shopkeeper is a woman wearing a black dress. She is in her mid-twenties, dressed as a woman, with willowy eyebrows and phoenix eyes. Her face is as beautiful as a blooming flower. She is full of femininity and attracts the customers who come and go to be either discerning or sneaky. Look around.

She rested her chin on her right hand and lazily looked at the account book. The expression on her face, which was made even whiter by the black dress, was cold, as if everyone in the inn owed her a hundred taels of silver.

"Amitabha, the shopkeeper, living and dining in the hotel." As a relatively reliable disciple, Meng Qi went up and said. In fact, he wanted to call the landlady directly, but unfortunately the master was watching from behind.

The woman in the black dress didn't even raise her head and said indifferently: "Fifty taels of silver per night, not counting meals."

I X, you robbed me! Meng Qi wanted to teach her what "the customer is God", but unfortunately the master was watching from behind.

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

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

Meng Qi felt that there was no problem. He and Zhenhui could just squeeze into the master's room. Anyway, there were a lot of sleeping and sleeping on the road. It was good to have two rooms now: "Okay, here are ten taels of silver. Two taels of silver." room.”

He stretched out his hand to take back five taels of silver.

The woman in black skirt looked sideways at Meng Qi: "Based on head count."

Meng Qi's mouth twitched, he wanted to teach her how to behave, but unfortunately the master was watching from behind.

After getting Master's consent, Meng Qi nodded and said, "Fifteen taels of silver, two rooms."

The woman in the black dress slowly gathered the money and said without raising her eyelids: "On the second floor, there are two unlocked rooms on the west side. Go by yourself."

Don't think that because you are a beautiful woman, I won't dare to hit you! It's a pity that the master is watching from behind... Meng Qi thought this resentfully many times. This was a subconscious thought developed along the way.

In the lobby of the inn, there were more than twenty tables, all of which were full of people. Some were clapping their hands and drinking, some were talking loudly, and some were whispering in low voices. It was very lively.

Some of these guests are in tight trousers and look like they are practicing family members at first glance, some have a dusty face but have an aura of wealth in every detail, some are dressed in Confucian robes and have a bit of scholarly temperament despite being surrounded by the hustle and bustle. Others have their heads covered, robes covering their bodies, and are dressed as "shake" - people in the Jin Dynasty call people who travel through the deserts of the Western Regions and Gobi to make a living all year round as "shake", and there are many horse bandits and robbers among them.

When Xuan Bei led his two apprentices through the lobby, many guests glanced at them covertly. After seeing nothing special, they withdrew their gaze and continued their efforts to make noise:

"Five, five, five!"

"Haha, three sixes! Drink three bowls!"

"Damn it, why did you lose again!"

In such a noisy environment, a young-looking man took a sip of wine, frowned and patted the bowl down, stood up and shouted: "Shopkeeper, this wine of yours is not strong enough, has it been mixed with water?"

Suddenly, all the sounds in the lobby stopped abruptly. Those who were punching, throwing dice, talking, drinking, and eating all kept their original movements for a short time as if time had frozen.

The woman in black skirt, who may be the shopkeeper or the proprietress, raised her head, her eyebrows raised and her almond-shaped eyes wide:

"Drink if you like, but get lost if you don't!"

Phew, Meng Qi almost spit, this boss lady has such a personality!

The young man who complained about the watered-down liquor did not expect such a response at all, and stood there stupidly for a moment.

"Haha." The crowd laughed stiffly, as if they had expected such treatment from the young man.

"Haha, I'm laughing so hard that someone actually dares to yell at Jiuniang."

"Don't talk to me. I'm almost crying and laughing. Where did this green-headed boy come from?"

"Jiuniang is not mixing wine with water, it's obviously water... No, no, no, don't cover my mouth."

"If I don't cover your mouth, do you want to be kicked out or drink a basin of Jiuniang's foot-washing water?"

It was probably the first time for the young man to walk in the world. Faced with this situation, apart from his face turning red, he could not get angry, nor could he endure it...

Fortunately, Lao Jianghu, who often walked here, was his companion. He stood up and spoke a few words in his ear, urging him to sit down again.

The young man buried his head and gritted his teeth, but he did not dare to get angry. Meng Qi was quite surprised.

After walking up the stairs, Xuanbei, who was walking in front, suddenly spoke with a rare smile in his tone: "Qu Jiuniang, whose life experience is unknown, came here to open the 'first inn in Hanhai' ten years ago. She was alone at the beginning. Her outstanding appearance caused a lot of trouble, but everyone who dared to take advantage of her knew how serious it was. Some were outside the corpse collection, some were hanging naked on the wine flags of the inn, and no one was spared. After that, the trouble became less and less. I know Qu Jiuniang is not a character to be trifled with, I suspect she is a master of location scenes.”

"Exterior scene? How old is she?" Meng Qi was startled, and at the same time secretly cursed, Master, when it came to the corpse collection, you didn't show mercy, your heart is still alive!

Xuan Bei stepped onto the last staircase: "About thirty-five or six, I haven't used my clairvoyance to see, so I'm not sure."

Well, it's well maintained, but a master of this kind of outdoor scene may still look like this in another ten years... Meng Qi nodded lightly.

Outside the guest room, Xuanbei turned to Meng Qi and Zhenhui and said, "As a teacher, you have to do evening classes, so don't relax."

"Yes, Master." After the two of them answered respectfully, they pushed the door open and entered their room.

There was only a bed, a table and two chairs in the room. It was old but not dirty. Meng Qi and Zhenhui didn't say much. They sat on the chair and the bed and began to meditate.

Meng Qi did not practice any other martial arts, but focused on guarding the ancestral orifice, and his true energy ascended, slowly stimulating this mysterious entrance.

In the past half year or so, Meng Qi has completed the condensation of the remaining three acupoints in his eye apertures. After recuperating his body and mind in the past few days, he will find an opportunity to take "Tiancong Pills" to achieve a breakthrough.

He has already mastered "catching wind and catching shadows", and has also finished practicing the first few chapters of "Yi Jin Jin Tong Bone". Even if he has not broken through the realm, the power of martial arts such as the Golden Bell Cover and Arhat Fist has increased by 30% out of thin air. What is even more gratifying is that after practicing " After "Easing Muscles and Forging Bones", Meng Qi felt it was a lot easier when concentrating the acupoints. He even seemed to be able to grasp a little bit of the ethereal and looming eye apertures.

Therefore, Meng Qicai did not rush to take "Tiancong Pills" to achieve a breakthrough after concentrating the acupoints. Instead, he patiently continued to practice "Yi Jin Jin Bone Strengthening Chapter". It was not until recently that the eye acupoints became more and more grasped that he began to prepare for a breakthrough. matters,

This time, Meng Qi felt that he was quite confident.

As for the "Metamorphosis Technique", Meng Qi had no reaction at all when he first practiced it. After practicing it again, he would be very tired and his spirit would become sleepy. However, as time went by and he persisted every day, as well as "Yi Jin Tong Bone Chapter" Slowly improving himself, Meng Qi gradually felt that his eyebrows were swollen, as if something was brewing.

This is a good thing, but it is also not a good thing, because it is an hallucination produced after the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows is stimulated. If you are addicted to it, you may become obsessed. However, the occurrence of this kind of hallucination also means that Meng Qi has begun to learn the "Transformation Technique" .

So, Meng Qi calmed down his energy, ignored this hallucination, and continued to practice step by step.

The tightly closed eyes were filled with darkness, like chaos. Meng Qi seemed to be waking up, and suddenly felt a trace of true energy seeping into him. The chaos suddenly cracked open, and something slowly rose up, round and golden, and then shined brightly.

As the light flashed, Meng Qi's eyebrows swelled, and the surrounding scenes vaguely emerged in his mind: a table, a bed, two chairs, the junior brother sitting cross-legged on the bed, and a teapot and teacups on the table...

This feeling flashed by, Meng Qi's eyebrows swelled and hurt, and he had to stop practicing. He opened his eyes. This time, although he saw the original scene, he had a completely different feeling. He saw that the mountain was not a mountain, and the water was not water.

"Haha, the "Illusionary Form" has achieved a small success." Meng Qi was quite proud of himself. This is the level of the cold envoy. He can sense the surrounding objects through the Yuanshen of the ancestral orifice in the eyebrow center and slightly interfere with other people's senses.

The cold envoy's martial arts is not high. It took seven or eight years to achieve a small success in the Illusionary Form. Meng Qi achieved it in half a year, so he was naturally proud. Once he achieved a small success, there are the following practice chapters. Meng Qi is confident that he can complete the Illusionary Form within the next year. If he exchanges for the corresponding elixir to assist, it will be faster. It is possible to succeed in three or four months.

"The cultivation in the main world is indeed much faster than that in Lao Duan's world..." Meng Qi stood up in confusion, then looked around and prepared to start his 103rd attempt to escape.

Now that he has achieved a small success in the illusion technique, he should be able to make the master's mental lock appear flawed, right?

He used the illusion technique, the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows swelled, and his spirit spread out, wrapping himself, and then walked carefully to the door.

"Brother, you want to go out and play, why don't you call me?" Zhenhui's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Meng Qi's smile froze on his face.

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