Lady Cultivator Chapter 531: Western Land

The yellow sand is full, the sun is hanging in the sky, and the wind from the west is whizzing past, and it is so dry that there is no moisture at all, and the heat is hard to stop.

Standing in the yellow sand, looking up, there is only a dazzling golden color, other than that, there is no other color.

This is the extreme west desert, where the celestial climate is the worst. In the extreme north glacier, at least there are igloos to keep warm and clean water to drink, but in the extreme west, there is nothing but yellow sand and hot sun.

Mo Tiange waved his sleeves, bringing a gust of wind, but he didn't feel cool.

She couldn't help wondering: "Will anyone live in this ghost place?"

You must know that monks like them are not invaded by the cold and heat, but when they are in the yellow sand, looking at this scene, there will be heat in their hearts, let alone mortals?

Qin Xi was looking at a map of animal skins. After a while, he put the map into the Universe Ring and said, "Of course there is no such thing in the desert, but if you can find an oasis, you can find people."

"The people in the Deacon’s Hall said that the oasis would move. I’m afraid this map might not be accurate." In the jade slips given by the Deacon’s Hall, there is an ancient map of the desert when Senior Xiao Zilan came to the extreme west. map. Five thousand years later, this map is no longer accurate. Before the two entered the desert, they obtained the current map at the nearby Xuanqingmen Branch.

However, there are no resources at all in the remote western desert. The Xuanqingmen Branch does not know much about the extreme western desert. This map is also years ago.

"No way, let's look for it." Qin Xi also knows this, but the extreme west desert is very strange to the cultivator of the sky, and there is no detailed information at all.

"Well, let's go."

The two rose up against the wind, turned into light, and flew toward the depths of the desert.

Although the extreme west desert is very vast, it takes only a day or two for the Yuan Ying monk to turn around. However, there was a mirage in the desert, and the two were deceived several times. They were clearly close at hand, and after flying for a long time, they were only phantoms. On the map, the markings were simpler, and they couldn't find any oasis.

On the second day, I was flying in midair, and suddenly I saw a group of camels in the desert, moving forward slowly like ants, and the two of them were overjoyed and flew towards the camels.

There are hundreds of camels in this camel team. There are thirty or fifty people. All of them wear large white robes and white caps. They are very tall, and even women are very strong, with dark skin and deep contours. .

Seeing Mo Tiange and Qin Xi falling from the sky, the camel team suddenly became a commotion. These people in white robes knelt down and worshiped one after another, shouting in languages ​​that the two did not understand.

Mo Tiange and Qin Xi looked at each other, Qin Xi said: "Who is your collar?"

No one answered.

He asked again, and a man in white robe said: "The little...the little one is the leader."

The voice of this white-robed man is very strange, it sounds vague.

The jade slips given to them by the Deacon Hall mentioned that the ethnic group in the west is called Xi Rong. The Xi Rong people have their own language. However, they also do business with people in the Qin and Chu land, so a small number of people Know the universal language. This person should be like that.

Seeing these people in white robes panicked so much, Qin Xi smiled kindly, and said softly: "You don't have to be afraid, we just have to ask questions and won't hurt you."

Hearing these words, the man stammered and said: "I don't know...the gods are coming, what is the need? We...we must do our best."

"You guys get up first." A group of people knelt in the hot sand, watching Mo Tiange frown slightly.

The man looked at her and Qin Xi again. Seeing that he had no objection, he repeatedly thanked him: "Thank God, thank God."

Speaking, stood up and turned around, waving his arms, and yelling at the tribe in the language of Xirong.

When everyone stood up, the head man bowed and said: "Thank you God for your mercy, Xirong people...Thank you for his kindness."

Qin Xi said: "Let me ask you, there is an oasis near here, where do you live?"

"Oasis?" The head man showed joy and said after a meal, "The two gods are going to the oasis? The same is true for us. The oasis is not far from here, and we will arrive in Yimu after half a day. , After the oasis, there are still two days, we will arrive."

For a long time, it's really not far. Qin Xi looked at Mo Tiange, saw that she had no objection, and said: "In that case, you will show us the way, and we will take you to the oasis."

"It's people who bow down again and again.

Qin Xi smiled slightly and sacrificed Feiyun. Feiyun rose to a full length of thirty to forty feet.

When these white-robed people saw the wonders in front of them, they knelt on their heads and called them "the gods".

Qin Xi ignored him, waved his sleeves, moved the entire camel team to Feiyun, and glanced at Mo Tiange. The two took these Xirong people and flew up.

The leader showed the way, and it only took two quarters of an hour to find the oasis.

This oasis is not big, there is a bend of clear spring in the middle, and many tents are tied around the clear spring. Seeing a group of people descending from the sky, crowds gushing out from the oasis, one after another kneeling to bow, shouting Xirong's language.

Seeing this scene, the heads standing behind Mo Tiange and Qin Xi were proud of their faces and said something loudly to these people.

A thin old man walked out of the crowd with the same white robe and white hat. He bowed to the two respectfully and said: "Xili knocked on the two gods. I wonder if the two gods came to bring instructions from heaven?" This old man speaks more fluently than the other man.

Qin Xi said: "We are just passing, you don't have to be polite."

"Yes, it is a great honor for the two gods to visit the oasis. Please accept the hospitality of the oasis." Then, the old man made a gesture of invitation.

Qin Xi looked at Mo Tiange, and Mo Tiange nodded gently. They don't know much about the Jixi, and they need to get accurate information from these Xirong populations.

At the invitation of the old man, the two entered a tent.

The tent is very spacious, although it is simple, there are many living utensils.

The old man asked the two to sit down, and immediately a girl in a white robe offered tea.

Mo Tiange looked down and saw that the green tea was not their daily tea, it seemed to be some kind of juice.

The old man said: "This is our Xirong's fairy tea, please drink it from the gods."

Mo Tiange hesitated, and seeing Qin Xi holding up the tea cup without any resistance, she took a sip, and she also picked it up.

This strange tea entrance is very sweet, with the fragrance of plants, very refreshing.

Looking at the two of them drinking, the old man said: "Every rainy season, many fairy trees grow in the desert. The juice of these fairy trees is fairy tea. In Xirong, the fairy tea is only used to entertain guests. ."

"It turned out to be like this." Mo Tiange paused and asked, "What do you mean by calling the gods?"

The old man showed a surprised look: "Aren't these two gods who landed from the sky?"

"..." Who knows if the **** of their Xirong people refers to the cultivator who can fly.

Mo Tiange did not answer, and then asked: "Do you have priests in your oasis?"

The jade slips given by the Deacon Hall said that every tribe in Xirong had priests. Most of these priests were low-level cultivators. There were also some low-level cultivators who couldn’t go down in the Central Plains and went to Xirong to become priests. , Enjoy the worship of Xirong people.

When she uttered the word priest, the old man immediately stopped doubting, and said quickly: "Yes, the priest is out, please wait for the two gods."

Next, the two of them asked the old man for news while waiting for the priest of Oasis to return.

This old man named Xili is the oldest elder in the oasis. He was once the head of a certain tribe in Xirong. Ten years ago, his tribe encountered a desert storm, and many people died. Migrated to this oasis. Oasis is not a tribe. There is no leader. According to the rules of the Xirong people, they will listen to the elders.

This oasis is not big. It has existed here for 30 to 40 years, with a priest and a population of about 100.

The entire tribe of Xirong has a small population. There are dozens of people in the small tribe, and the large tribe has a population of a few hundred, with very few people exceeding 1,000. A small part of these tribes are scattered in the oasis of the extreme west desert, and most of them live on the edge of the desert. For example, the tribe they met lives in Yimu, not far from here, just out of the desert.

Soon, the priest of the oasis returned.

This person is really a cultivator in the Qi refining period. When I saw them, he was surprised and hurriedly bowed: "The younger Tang Zimu, I have met two seniors"

This person seems to be in his forties, with a dark face, and skinny like an old man in Siri. Listening to his name and fluent language, he should be from the Central Plains or Kunwu. I don't know if he has lived in the extreme west for a long time, even his face looks like a Xirong.

"Are you from Kunwu or Central Plains?" Qin Xi asked.

In this Tang Zimu, seeing that the two of them are extremely powerful, and knowing that they have met the seniors, they replied tremblingly: "The juniors are from the Central Plains."

"You are a native of the Central Plains, how come to the extreme west? How long have you been in this oasis? How much do you know about the extreme west?"

Tang Zimu bowed and replied: "Don’t hide from the seniors, the juniors are just ordinary casual cultivators in the Central Plains. Because of their extremely poor qualifications, let alone Kunwu’s sect, even the Central Plains family are unwilling to take them in. The juniors feel the difficulty of practicing , I simply came to Jixi and became the priests of the Xirong people. Although the conditions in Jixi are difficult, the Xirong people respect the priests very much. Life is better than that of the Central Plains~ IndoMTL.com~ By the way, the juniors to Jixi have 30 For many years, I dare not say that I know Jixi very well, but I know a little bit about it."

He paused for a moment, and saw the two of them look amiable, and boldly asked: "The two seniors are the seniors of Kunwu?" To him, the monk is already a figure in the sky. At the time, it was hard to see even the foundation-building monks, and the aura of the two of them was stronger than those foundation-building monks.

Qin Xi smiled slightly, neither affirmed nor denied, and said: "We have something to do when we come to Jixi, but we don’t know much about Jixi. Just tell what you know, answer well, and thank you. ."

"Yes, the seniors want to know what, the juniors must know everything." Seeing that they did not deny, Tang Zimu had already determined that they were seniors of Pill Formation, and quickly replied.

"You first talk about the famous dangerous places in Jixi. Since you have lived here for more than 30 years, you must know these well."

"Yes," Tang Zimu didn't hesitate, "If you talk about the dangerous places in the extreme west, there are three most famous places. One is Fengsha City, the other is Langtu Mountain, and the third is Luoshenyuan...". ..

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