Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 1144 Desert Secret Realm
The Swan has now penetrated deep into the territory of the Whirlpool Federation, but after all, there are wars everywhere, and the Whirlpool Federation cannot share intelligence with Alyssa. In order to avoid star fields where fighting may break out, it will take about four or five days to reach the capital star.

So the void is really huge...

Since he got up early today to drive the deep-diving support boat, and then turned back and fought his way out, it took several hours. Li Chengxi might not have gotten enough sleep. He yawned and moved the camera from Oldie to Viola.

Viola continued to march. Since the Demon Kingdom of Tandron was covered with forests, although there were no high mountains, it was not easy to walk on. The marching speed was not fast, not as fast as the time when they captured more than a dozen cities in a month. But basically, when Viola's army arrived at a city, the other side would surrender. Sometimes there were devout believers of the Demon King who opened the door for Viola, showing a French speed.

What delayed the march the most was actually waiting for the follow-up troops to catch up and receive the surrendered cities, which they couldn't even handle.

According to the current speed, we should be able to reach the Subia Demon Kingdom in two or three months. I just don't know if the Subia Demon Kingdom will be so quick.

Seeing that it was nothing serious, Li Chengxi turned around and looked at Yang Yiyi again.

Compared to Alyssa who had just come out of the divine realm and Viola who was almost bow-legged from riding a horse, Yang Yiyi was outstandingly calm.

If I have to say something is a problem, it's that the temperature suddenly turned cold.

Yes, the temperature in the desert suddenly turned cold.

Before Alyssa set off, Yang Yiyi had just entered the desert of the Western Regions on a camel. At that time, she still needed Li Chengxi to give her two ice packs and some ice cream from time to time to cool down.

And now, Yang Yiyi was actually sitting on the camel's back, wrapped in a heavy blanket and shivering.

It's normal if you think about it carefully. It's already November where Yang Yiyi is. Even in the desert it can snow, but it's rare.

Yang Yiyi, whose hometown is a warm area where it doesn't snow even in winter, ran to the desert in the Western Regions and obviously underestimated the temperature change.

There is no such thing as dry cold. You will only know whether it is cold or not when you freeze to death.

Whenever the cold wind blew sand into her face, Yang Yiyi would curl up into a ball and shiver. When the cold wind passed, she would stretch out again, but the cold wind would come again...

Fortunately, although Yang Yiyi and Wu Shaoyi were not mentally prepared for this, the heroes of the Sixteen Villages and the disciples of the Tianjue Palace who led the way knew about it and had made preparations in advance. Everyone was equipped with cotton-padded clothes and blankets.

Seeing this, Li Chengxi originally planned to add a few more hot packs or something like that when ordering takeout, but it seems that there is no need for that.

Because Yang Yiyi and the others finally arrived.

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"Everyone hold on a little longer, we are just ahead."

Whether it is Tianjue Palace or Shiliu Village, everyone is from the warm southern region. After experiencing the cold touch of the Northwest, they are all frozen like rabbits.

After hearing what the guide from Tianjue Palace said, everyone could only tighten their blankets and continue walking.

Looking to the left from your current position, you can see endless mountains. The raised mountains are covered with snow, and some peaks have already soared into the clouds, but the scenery is still good.

That direction is southern Xinjiang. To be precise, southern Xinjiang and the Western Regions are separated by this high mountain. It blocks the wind and sand from the Western Regions, and also blocks the moisture from southern Xinjiang, further creating this desert.

As for looking to the right, there was nothing to see except the sand. Although they had entered the Western Region, they had not yet gone very deep. Moreover, the road Yang Yiyi and the others were taking was one that neither the locals nor the merchants would take. Otherwise, it would be relatively easy to walk, and they could even find a hotel to have a good sleep when passing through an oasis.

After all, everyone came here to have an intense exchange with the Sirius Cult. Coming in so brazenly would show that they were not taking the Sirius Cult seriously.

The long camel caravan still shuttled between the sand dunes, as if it would be swallowed up by the moving sea of ​​sand on both sides at any time.

After walking for about another hour, when the hands and feet of the people lying on the camels' backs were almost frozen, the guide, the disciple of Tianjue Palace, signaled everyone to get off the camels.

At this time, the cold wind was a little weaker, and the blown sand slowly settled to the ground. Everyone then noticed that they seemed to have come to the foot of a high mountain. Looking up, they could vaguely see the white snow on the top of the mountain.

But this place doesn't look like a camp. Do we have to sleep on the sand while waiting for other martial arts friends to arrive?

Just when I was wondering, the disciples of Tianjue Palace shouted to the people around:
"The heroes from the Sixteenth Village have arrived!"

There was a cannon shot, and figures emerged from under the sand, which surprised everyone. They thought they were ambushed, but when they looked closely, they found that these people who had just crawled out were also disciples of Tianjue Palace.

They carefully scanned the heroes of the Sixteen Villages, as if confirming their identities, and then reached out and took out a bamboo tube and pulled it.

As the signal flare went up into the sky, the Tianjue Palace disciple who led the way said:
"My dear men, this way."

He led everyone to the foot of the mountain, and suddenly saw a piece of sand not far away suddenly collapse. Amidst the flying sand, a dark hole was seen.

"Go in from here and you will find your destination. This is the secret place left by my ancestor."

The founder of Tianjue Palace has mastered martial arts to the highest level. He has traveled all over the country, and there is no place he has not been to. He has also discovered many unknown secret places.

All this information was written in the secret book of Tianjue Palace. One of them was used when we went to the gathering point to cause trouble for the Tianlang Sect this time.

Everyone was amazed at this and followed the footsteps of the disciples of Tianjue Palace, walking into the cave along the slope.

The cave seemed to be very deep. Torches could be seen a little further from the entrance, so it was not too dark. Everyone led their camels deeper into the cave.

The cave itself shows no signs of artificial repair, but it is not narrow, and the deeper you go, the warmer and more humid the air becomes.

After walking for about a cup of tea, a light appeared in front of them. When everyone walked over, a comfortable paradise appeared before them.

Outside the cave is a green valley, surrounded by towering mountain walls on all sides. There is wind and sand outside, but it is green inside.

A small river that seemed to be formed by meltwater from a snowy mountain meandered through the area, with a rushing waterfall upstream. Even near the mountain wall, you could see plumes of steam rising out. Perhaps there was a natural hot spring in this place.

This kind of scenery is not strange in the southwest, but in the desert of the northwest, it is simply a paradise on earth.

"Although this is a secret place, there are no shelters. You can camp here. If you don't have tents or other things, we have prepared them."

Yang Yiyi and the people from the Sixteenth Village were the first group to arrive except for the Tianjue Palace. There was a large open space along the stream, which was more than enough to build a village, let alone pitch a tent.

(End of this chapter)