The violent sandstorm lasted for a day and a night. Every time the sandstorm intensified, the lotus throne would be blown to and fro. Many times, Yang Kun and his team were afraid that the lotus throne would be blown away because the lotus throne was really shaking in the wind in the sandstorm. Fortunately, the lotus throne stood firmly in the desert, like a lotus growing out of the desert.
When the sandstorm stopped, Yang Kun and the other two came out from the lotus throne. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that they were squeezed out by the lotus throne.
Monk Xuyun looked at the huge white lotus rooted in the desert and slowly shrank to the size of a jade pendant, then he took the lotus back into his hand.
At this moment, the lotus throne had become dirty, and the white petals had become wilted. The originally white jade-like appearance was now covered with scars. Even Yang Kun and Zhou Tianxiang, who had no telepathic connection with the lotus throne, felt extremely painful, let alone Monk Xuyun, who had a complete telepathic connection with the lotus throne.
Monk Xuyun closed his eyes and swallowed the blood that was about to flow out without leaving a trace. He really didn't expect that this sandstorm would damage his lotus throne so badly and even make his cultivation level regress by a level.
Monk Xuyun's cultivation method required a hundred years of practice to reach one realm. This time he actually lost a hundred years of practice, which was a huge blow to Monk Xuyun. Especially now that his magic power was completely lost and his realm regressed by a hundred years, his physical strength would be much weaker than before. It was a real mistake.
Yang Kun looked around and found that it was sunset. Because of the sandstorm, Yang Kun didn't know whether the sun in the sky always looked like sunset when the sandstorm swept through, or whether there were some changes? Yang Kun looked at the sun in the sky and pondered.
After Zhou Tianxiang shook off his clothes, he also looked around, while Monk Xuyun sat on the ground and meditated silently. Meditation at this time would not attract the attention of Yang Kun and Zhou Tianxiang. After all, the three of them had been in the violent sandstorm for a long time, and it was normal to have some injuries. After Yang Kun and Zhou Tianxiang found that there was no problem, they were meditating and regulating their breathing.
While meditating, Yang Kun vaguely discovered that his previously disappeared magic power seemed to have recovered a little. Even if it was just a little bit, it made Yang Kun a little excited. After all, this little bit of breath meant that his magic power was still there and was slowly recovering. Even if the recovery was abnormally slow, it was still a recovery after all.
Zhou Tianxiang and Monk Xuyun also found that their magic power had recovered a little bit, which made them very happy. With magic power, it means that they can use magic tools, and using magic tools means that their safety is guaranteed. How can they not be happy
The desert was extremely hot, and Yang Kun, Zhou Tianxiang, and Monk Xuyun soon felt thirsty. However, there was no water source in their storage space, and they had no water spiritual roots. Yang Kun and his companions had some water bags with water in them, but they had already drunk most of it in the previous formations, and the remaining water was drunk up when they first arrived in the desert.
Yang Kun licked his dry and flaky lips and lay weakly on the sand.