The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 200: Desert Mirage
It didn't take the Kunling magic ship too much time to cross the thousands of miles of clouds and reach the edge of the desert.

Yellow sand rolled in from the desert, and the blue sky was nowhere to be seen. This yellow sand was also very different from ordinary yellow sand, and the scorching heat was beyond words. As soon as the magnetic field of the Kun ship was slightly retracted, the irritating breath that came in the face made the cultivators feel unbearable in their chests, as if they were in hell.

In such a situation, how could the Zhou people living on the edge of the desert survive?
"This is the Western Desert?"

The Queen of Confusion stretched out her jade hand and caught a handful of wind and sand. The yellow sand was completely different from ordinary gravel. In her eyes, it was in the shape of tiny spheres, and its grains were even in the form of dust. A faint sense of desolation was entangled on it, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding land and water was constantly being swallowed by it...

"In the past, four Taoist priests from the Taoist Temple went to the Western Wilds, and in the end only two died and two were seriously injured. Since then, no one has been able to cure the mirage monster."

"The court spent hundreds of millions of dollars on immigration, trying to use the 4,800-foot-high mountain to block the yellow sand. But in just three hundred years, the old mountains turned into yellow sand."

"It is only today that I have seen this mirage evil wind. It is indeed extremely evil."

The queen wrapped her jade hands around the sand and cast a spell in grief, but she couldn't even do anything to this tiny handful of sand. She couldn't help but shed tears.

She practiced Liuhe Qigong and was very sensitive to all kinds of qi movements. In the wind and sand, there were all kinds of smells such as desolation, resentment, and unwillingness. The yellow sand and dust were not only the desertification of the western land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, but also the weathering of the remains of all the people. The color of sadness lingered.

But how could a small and evil Taoist priest like her be able to shake the power of the mirage demon?
Most of the civil and military officials of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty had never been to the front line of the demons, nor had they ever seen such a horrifying natural disaster.

The ministers in the hall said that they were concerned about the country and the people, but how many of them had actually faced the evil disaster that destroyed all the people?

This is only the outermost part. Once you enter the Yellow Sand Ridge, the desolate area, practitioners below the third level cannot stand the desolation before they reach the end and turn into yellow sand dust.

If the Canglong Lake in the south is the mortal enemy of hundreds of millions of Zhou people, and they have an endless blood feud; the Heishan City of Death in the southwest is a sword hanging over the heads of Zhou people, which may take anyone's life at any time, then the endless sandstorms in the Western Wilderness, with its vast coverage and barrenness, are the most likely threat to the destruction of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

"You guys should follow the French ships and patrol the border!"

"I don't know what changes will happen by then. I see that within a hundred miles of the yellow sand, there are many roads and paths, and there are also many scattered wheat fields. For the people of the border areas, it is difficult to leave their hometown, and they have no choice."

"The two-element Yuanci divine light on the ship can stop the wild wind. Yin Erlang, you are seriously injured and have not recovered yet, so you will be in charge here."

"Chief Lie and Zhong Ling'er, follow me into the yellow sand for a try."

Wu Yong pointed with his right hand, and the Kunling magic ship rose up, with sand and rocks flying everywhere. The yellow sand storm was suppressed by the divine wind and spontaneously split into two sides, leaving a hollow road.

And this Great Dharma Master of the Wu family took one step and instantly went up into the sky. The blue sky was suddenly filled with precious light, so bright that some of the cultivators could not open their eyes. Looking more closely, they saw five dragons coiled on the sky, floating in the air, pulling a black-gold chariot. The momentum was terrifying, as if the emperor of heaven had descended to the mortal world.

Chief Steward Wu Lie also dodged in one step and entered the Five-Dragon Chariot. He stood at the front of the chariot and with his left hand, he restrained the five restless dragons.

Zhong Ling'er stretched out her right hand, summoned the Heavenly Demon Puppet, and then got on the Five-Dragon Chariot. Even though she was born in a noble family in Qingzhou, she rarely saw such a chariot. Five golden elixir dragons pulled the carriage. This was the travel standard for Yuanshen Zhenjun, and one of the most respected ones.

At the same time, Zhong Ling'er also knew her position. Even with the guarantee of Zhong Lingzi, the guardian of the Qingzhou Dao Palace, she was currently just a magic puppet. The magic puppet was the real body...

Moreover, if one does not have sufficient ability, this magic rack is not irreplaceable.

Therefore, he had been very careful, even more cautious than when he was in the Xiankui Sect. After getting on the Five-Dragon Chariot, he stood silently beside Wu Yong and performed his guarding duties in an orderly manner.

"Your Excellency, please be extremely careful. If anything unexpected happens, please return immediately."

"We will stand beside this yellow sand, ready to support the Dharma Master at any time."

The Queen of Confusion glanced at the four third-rank immortals and generals among the civil and military officials of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, bowed lightly towards the Five-Dragon Chariot, and spoke softly to Wu Yong and the other two.

But the latter seemed not to hear anything. The bodies of the five dragons turned in the sky and suddenly disappeared into the yellow sand. The remaining cultivators on the Kunling magic ship watched the yellow sand sky that was separated by Wu Yong slowly heal.

Yin Erlang climbed up to the top of the altar at the front of the ship, looked at the yellow sand that was beginning to close, and said unhappily:
"Come on, stop being so pretentious. If you really care about my master, why don't you come in with us?"

But he just pretended to leave a gentle word of practice. Who was he trying to fool? This kind of skill of controlling people is really inferior.

"The master has his own magical powers, so there should be no public opinion, but we can't just sit here and worry."

"The first line of defense for the mirage monster is this barren sandstorm. We need to set up a five-element green wood barrier at the edge of the sandstorm to trap its power. Then, we need to set up multiple wind-fixing pillars and drive into the heart of the yellow sandstorm."

If Wu Yong had not ordered him to protect the people living on the border first, he would not even bother to set up the Five Elements Green Wood Barrier. By building a hundred wind-fixing formations, he could have broken the mirage monster's wind and sand magic.

Yin Erlang had also fought against the old dragon's spirit in the Canglong Lake. Just as Taoist Qingyuan froze the lake with a Taiyin arrow and controlled the old dragon's ability to control all the water, he also learned and put it into practice immediately. He ordered the thousands of soldiers to be divided into two. The Eastern Zhou soldiers and the demon soldiers and generals were to set up the Qingmu barrier to trap the yellow sand border, while the Takahashi Army participated in the refining of the base of the Dingfeng Pillar Formation. After all, the Dingfeng Formation was the Wu family's forte.

It is indeed a match for the profession.

[Master, I also learned my lesson in Canglong Lake. Why do you still like to ride on your horse and fight in person? ]

Standing on the top of the Kunling magic ship, Yin Erlang shook his head.

And in the yellow sand sky.

After Wu Yong and the others entered, the yellow sand and strong wind disappeared, but the desolate magic power became more and more vigorous. Wu Lie and Zhong Ling'er could feel that they had already cultivated into the bodies of the third-level real magicians, and theoretically they were flawless bodies, but at this time, their magic power and vitality were slowly draining away and disappeared in the desert...

“Something’s not right here!”

Wu Lie frowned. Before he even saw the mirage monster, he had already lost 11% of his magic power. This was not a good sign.

Wu Yong, who was sitting on the chariot with a staff in hand and looking down at the surroundings, spoke softly:
"The golden elixir is the beginning of the Tao, and the primordial spirit is the stability of the Tao."

"After the Yuanshen, everyone practices their own unique way. I think the way of this mirage monster should be based on this desolate meaning."

After he finished speaking, two rays of pale golden light enveloped the two of them. Wu Yong used the Huang Tian Golden Talisman to subdue the two cultivators, completely locking them up and isolating them from the desolate Dao intention.

In this era, there are 180,000 paths of immortality, and [Desolation] ranks highest among them. Moreover, this mirage monster has been causing chaos for many years, and has desolated countless miles of spiritual land. I am afraid that the level of this path is three points higher than that of the National Master Cihang Pudu.

The three men were covered in golden light, and they drove five dragons to the top of the Western Desert.

Suddenly, after the three of them had walked for about thousands of miles, the desert seemed to have touched some kind of mechanism. All of a sudden, strong winds blew up from all directions. The wind was mixed with heavy yellow sand and suddenly blew over the Five Dragon Chariot. The five dark dragons were unable to resist the strong wind and were blown down one after another.

At this moment, Wu Yong raised his eyebrows and stretched out his left hand forward. Suddenly, the Flying Sand and Stone Technique and the Samadhi Divine Wind appeared out of thin air and began to fight with the wild wind on the flat ground.

In the beginning,

The divine wind rises from the tip of the green duckweed, and the wild wind returns to the desert. The two strong winds meet on the ground, just like two invisible beasts meeting, with yellow sand all over the sky, one on the left and one on the right. The wild wind carries sand like a giant demon, with a hideous and evil look. The divine wind rolls sand like chaotic waves, and the invisible and formless turns the world upside down. The yellow sand is in two forms. The wild wind is like a fierce beast, and the wind and sand are like claws and fists. One blow covers dozens of miles, and the divine wind rises in a big volume. Its wind is like a hunting flag, rolling up the yellow sand like a steel blade. One wind blows off the teeth of the fierce beast, and the other wind tears the feet of the wild beast. The wild wind rolls sand more than the shape, and the divine wind is more chaotic than the momentum. The intersection of the two is like a battle between thousands of feet of evil beasts, and the sand dunes are connected to the sky for thousands of miles. The desert is dark and there is no trace, and it is dark and there is no sunlight. However, in a short period of time, they fought evenly and turned the hundreds of miles of yellow sand and the thousands of miles of wind ridges upside down.

When the two strong winds reached their strongest, golden sand fell from the sky, and countless dust and gravel covered the top of the sky. Suddenly, the place where Wu Yong and the other two were standing fell into darkness, and the area within a hundred miles collapsed and turned into a sand ridge a thousand feet high.

It is really as desolate as that natural disaster, extremely difficult to deal with.

Wu Lie and the other man only felt a darkness before their eyes, and when they opened their eyes the next moment, they had been moved thousands of miles away by Wu Yong's magical power of changing the stars.

The three of them now rode on five dragons and landed on an oasis.

But there is no grass or trees in the Western Wilderness, and no insects or birds have survived. Can there really be an oasis?
Wu Lie looked into the distance. This oasis was not small. People were farming and grazing there. In the center was a small peak. Below the peak was a large lake half exposed in the forest. All living creatures lived on the lake.

Outside this oasis is endless hazy yellow sand. The earth rises, connecting from the ground to the sky. The horizon is arc-shaped, turning into a yellow sand planet, and they seem to be the only pure land in the world.

One second ago, there were wild beasts turning into golden sands that covered the sky and threatened to crush him and others, and the next moment, after escaping for thousands of miles, there was an oasis where people were herding camels and tilling the soil. It seemed that life was peaceful and full of vitality.

Where on earth is this?
"I heard the wind howling in the sky. I guess there are outsiders coming to the desert again."

"Dear guests from afar, please come into this pavilion and have some herbal tea!"

I heard an old man in a blue linen shirt standing next to a saya tree, wiping his camel clean. The hair was combed to a shiny finish, and I guess he took good care of the camel. The old man was holding a small bucket and turned to greet the three people.

Wu Yong sat high on the chariot, sensing the wonders of this world, yet seemed to hear nothing.

Wu Lie's brows were tightly knitted together, he was extremely alert, the magic power in his palms was stagnant, and it looked like he was about to call the wind and rain and blow up this oasis.

[Why are all the people of Fuyao Wu family so stubborn? ]

Zhong Ling'er's heart sank, and she had no choice but to stand in front of Wu Lie and responded.

"Thank you, old man. From what you said, it seems that this desert is a world of its own?"

“Do outsiders often come in?”

He is the only person in the desert who can communicate normally. Even if it is a trap, at least he can get some useful information.

"Haha, you are a little girl with a better temper, unlike the two behind you. One of them has a cold and solid aura like a mountain of gold, and the other one is so stupid that he almost has "I am going to kill you" written on his face."

The old man leading the camel joked a few times, turned around, led the camel back a few steps, and let it lie down under the giant trees next to the tea shed to rest.

"Not often. Every few dozen or a hundred years, some outsiders will come in."

"It's just that they won't live long."

"I remember that the one who lived the longest was a young man from the Huo family a hundred years ago. He used to come to my teahouse every day to talk, but he was unwilling to sit and drink. It has been one thousand and one hundred days since I last saw him outside."

The tea shed was only a few meters away. The old man first lit the stove red, then laboriously moved a tea table out of the shed, placed it under the shade of a tree, and then moved out a few small stools.

While the old man was making tea, he invited Wu Yong and the other two to come over for tea.

Zhong Ling'er curled her lips, glanced at Wu Yong, and chuckled:
"Aren't you afraid that we are bad guys and will feed you and your camel to the dragon?"

"..."

While the two were testing and joking, Wu Yong suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had guessed something. He got off the Five Dragon Chariot and led Wu Lie and Zhong Ling'er to sit directly beside the coffee table.

Here, the outside is covered with yellow sand, but the inside is a world of its own.

However, it is very similar to the legendary mirage monster that has a pill, named Mirage Pearl, which forms a mirage realm of its own, where the ways of the universe and the ways of the void are intertwined, and time and illusion are in chaos. Someone once obtained the Mirage Pearl and had a dream for three hundred years, and cultivated a golden pill body.

[The Mirage Pearl is also a treasure for those who practice the art of spiritual cultivation. ]

Wu Yong sat upright beside the tea table. When the old man offered him tea, he bowed and asked with a smile:

"The old man's mind is really open-minded. The mirage monster blew up the wild wind and killed all the living beings in the world, burying their bones in the yellow sand."

"The Yuan Ling was imprisoned in this mirage pearl for thousands of years, sinking day by day, but he still lives like an ordinary person, raising camels, building sheds, planting trees, and drinking tea..."

However, the other people in the oasis mostly performed mechanical actions. When they saw Wu Yong and the others from afar, as well as the terrifying five dragons, they were still numb and continued to herd animals and plow the land repetitively.

This whole world seems like a role-playing game.

Moreover, all the living things and spirits here are transformed by the power of desolation.

Wu Yong stopped and really wanted to drink tea with the two of them.

"You can't touch the things here yet."

Then he picked up the teacup, took a sip carefully, and let the desolate power invade his body. He wanted to see what this meant.

The identity of the old man opposite was instantly revealed by Wu Yong, and after seeing through it, he still drank the cup of tea.

The old man was shocked, and after looking carefully, he saw that Wu Yong was totally out of tune with this world. It was obvious that this world could only barely accommodate him, but could not trap him.

The old man sighed:
"What's your state of mind? I just accept my identity and do what I want to do in my spare time."

"Since you have entered this place by mistake, just head north. In the past, a mountain centipede entered this world and disturbed the heaven and earth. It broke through the world and escaped from the north. I think it would be convenient for you to leave from here."

"Since you have had your tea, my mission is complete. Please stay away from my tea stand after you have your tea, so that I can continue to live my carefree life."

Even though his background was exposed at the very beginning, the old man was still happy. He symbolically completed his task of leading the way and, ignoring the pair of cold eyes staring at them from outside the Mirage Pearl, he directly sold out all the backgrounds of this world to Wu Yong.

When the venerables fight, please don't let their blood splash on me...

(End of this chapter)