The hot temperature made Yang Kun, Monk Xuyun and Zhou Tianxiang sweat profusely. The dripping sweat blurred their eyes, and they couldn't help but reach out to wipe the sweat off.
Yang Kun and the other two had taken off their cotton coats and trousers, and now they were wearing very cool clothes. However, even wearing such cool clothes did not help, and they were still getting hotter and hotter. This made them miss the low temperature at night.
Time passed little by little, and Yang Kun and the other two still didn't find anything wrong. The three of them stayed alert for a while before they were relieved and continued walking.
Anyone who has been to the desert knows that you can't stay in one place for too long, because you will get completely lost.
Yang Kun and the other two lost the lotus throne that monk Xuyun used to locate the monk, and could only rely on their own legs to walk in the desert.
Yang Kun, Monk Xuyun and Zhou Tianxiang discussed it and decided that it would be better to walk towards the mirage of the pond. After all, having a direction would give them motivation to keep moving forward. Maybe they would really encounter the real oasis of the pond.
Yang Kun and the other two continued walking and walking, and they really found the real water pond oasis. The three of them ran towards the oasis excitedly, holding the water in the water pond and drinking it in big gulps.
It was the first time that Yang Kun felt that the water could be so sweet and delicious, refreshing and thirst-quenching. In the past, he always thought that water was the most tasteless drink, but now, perhaps because he had been thirsty for a long time in the desert, he felt that the water was sweet and delicious after drinking it to quench his thirst.
After Yang Kun drank enough water, he lay down under a shady tree to rest, while Monk Xuyun took out a water bag and filled it with water. What about Zhou Tianxiang? He continued to drink water.
The three of them saw the oasis and the pool, and for a moment, they relaxed a little. At this time, several illusory figures sneaked into the soft sand and slowly surrounded Yang Kun, Monk Xuyun, and Zhou Tianxiang.
Yang Kun was drowsy in the shade of the tree. He suddenly found a lot of fruits on the tree, which made him hungry. The hunger came so fast that Yang Kun didn't have time to distinguish the real from the fake.
Yang Kun licked his lips towards the fruits on the tree, took out the demon-subduing pestle and hit the tree with it, and the fruits on the tree fell down immediately.
Yang Kun picked up a fruit that looked like a mango and took a bite. For a moment, the sweet taste filled his mouth. Yang Kun chewed it carefully for several times, and another sweet and sour taste filled his mouth. It was really unforgettable and he couldn't bear to stop. Yang Kun picked up the fruits and put them in his mouth one by one. The delicious feeling made him feel extremely satisfied, as if eating like this was the best result.
After Master Xuyun had finished drinking the water, he found Yang Kun enjoying himself eating a lot of fruits. When he was about to speak, a fruit fell on his head.
Monk Xuyun picked up the fruit that fell on his head, looked at it carefully, and found that he had never seen it before. He smelled it carefully and was moved by the fragrance.
Monk Xuyun looked at the fruit in his hand and felt extremely hungry, so he wanted to swallow the fruit in one gulp, and he did so.
After Master Xuyun swallowed the fruit, he immediately felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction filling his heart, and he squinted his eyes in comfort. However, this sense of satisfaction did not last long, and the fruit disappeared, and he suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, and he did not know how to be satisfied.