As the sun set, a round of red sun illuminated the flaming desert. Qin Mu stood on the head of the dragon unicorn and used his own vitality to turn it into the vitality of Suzaku.
He looked down and saw that Xiong Qier had fallen asleep hiding in Long Qilin's ear, there was no wind, and Long Qilin covered his own ear hole with his ears, protecting the little girl very tightly.
"Long Pang is really good."
Qin Mu secretly praised in his heart: "This big fat man has a delicate mind. The combination of the Red Fire Spirit Pill and the Fire God Yuan Pill really tastes bad. When you find a place to settle down, help him improve his taste."
Long Qilin suddenly said: "Master, there is an oasis ahead!"
Qin Mu looked forward and saw an oasis, said: "I don't know if there is water there, but I can bear it if there is no water source for a day, I'm afraid Qier can't bear it."
The Flame Desert was extremely hot, and there was no moisture in the air. Qin Mu could not produce water even with Xuanwu Yuanqi. He had never worried about water before, but now that Xiong Qier was by his side, he had to think about drinking water.
After a while, Long Qilin came to the oasis, and saw several snow-white sheepskin tents set up by the lake, and some people dressed in Xitu were making fire and cooking. Long Qilin looked around vigilantly, and said: "I don't know if Pan Gongcuo has escaped here. The leader is careful. He was seriously injured, so he shouldn't have run too far."
Qin Mu jumped down, opened Long Qilin's ears, hugged the sleeping Xiong Qi'er out, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm here, he won't dare to come here even if he's nearby. If he dares to come, just get rid of him." he."
In this oasis, all the heads-wrapped foreigners from the western lands looked at them one after another, their faces changed drastically, but they dared not make a sound.
Qin Mu looked around, and saw that most of these people were men, and their faces were very red from the wind and sun. There were also some large two-legged gazelles in the oasis. Next to the gazelle were some goods, most of which were pedestrians. merchant.
Because although the two-legged gazelle is very fast and has a strong load-bearing capacity, it just runs very bumpy. Only merchants would choose to use this kind of beast to transport goods.
Although riding a two-legged gazelle is a bit painful and bumpy, more goods can be transported.
"Elder, my younger sister is asleep, can I get a tent?" Qin Mu came to an old businessman and asked.
The old businessman nodded quickly and said, "Please use it."
Qin Mu thanked him and sent him to the tent. The desert was very cold at night, but the sheepskin tent kept him warm and there were some thick woolen blankets. Qin Mu covered her with a blanket, and Xiong Qier was dazed, grabbed the blanket with her two small hands and turned over, smacking her mouth twice, probably hungry, but didn't wake up.
Qin Mu walked out of the tent, the sun had already set, and the bonfire by the lake was crackling.
"Elder, are you merchants from the West?"
The others looked at Qin Mu's face, but they didn't dare to speak. The old businessman in the lead hurriedly said, "We are from the small country of Western Earth, and we are going to do business in Daxu. Is this elder brother from Daxu?"
Qin Mu couldn't help laughing. Although he was a bit taller, he still wouldn't be called a big brother. The reason why these people saw him was a little scared, it should be the flame texture on his face.
They judged that he was from Daxu because of the flame texture on his face.
"I am indeed from Daxu, and I plan to go to the West."
Qin Mu took out some fresh beef and fruits from the gluttonous bag, gave them to the other party, and said with a smile, "Elder Xie gave my little sister a place to rest. If the elder doesn't mind, call me Xiao Qin."
The old businessman had no choice but to accept it, saying: "I dare not call you an elder. We men have a lower status in the West, and only older women are worthy of being called an elder. Brother Qin, you are from the Great Ruins. I’m afraid it’s not a good idea to go to the Western Land. The flaming desert stretches for tens of thousands of miles, the road is scorching hot, and there are many dangers for you people in Daxu, you’d better go back.”
Qin Mu shook his head and said: "I promised to go to Xitu, how can I go back on it? You Xitu are women in charge? There are also some female generals and officials in Yankang Kingdom. When the national division promoted gender equality, there was still a lot of resistance. I didn't expect you Even more enlightened than Yankang."
The old businessman's expression changed drastically, and he said hastily: "Shut up! Don't dare to say that men and women are equal, otherwise they will be killed! How can men and women be equal? Women can give birth, but men can't conceive, of course they must be inferior!"
Qin Mu was stunned.
The old businessman glanced around, and said in a low voice: "When you arrive in Xitu, don't talk such nonsense anymore. Of course, if you can make it to Xitu alive..."
Qin Mu couldn't laugh or cry.
"You can't say that you are from the Great Ruins when you arrive in the Western Lands."
The old businessman said solemnly: "If you say you are from Daxu, you will be killed easily."
Qin Mu frowned and said, "Why?"
The old businessman didn't want to talk about it.
Qin Mu didn't force it, and continued to temper his flying sword with his vitality. After spending nearly half of his cultivation, he took a few elixirs, and the flying sword became smaller and smaller every time he refined it.
"I still can't make the sword into flowing water like the dumb grandpa."
Qin Mu grabbed a flying sword and rubbed his hands together, only to see that the flying sword turned into a small sword ball, but it still had some edges and corners. He activated the Worriless Sword, and the eight thousand swords clanged together and turned into a sword pill. Although the sword pill was much smaller, it was still two feet square.
Only when the sword pellets are refined to the size of a finger can he be considered an entry-level treasure refining technique, and basically he can refine swords like flowing water.
Qin Mu scattered the sword pills, holding the Wuyou Sword in his hand, nearly 8,000 flying swords roared towards him, collided with the Wuyou Sword one after another, and merged into the mother sword.
The worry-free sword became heavier and heavier. When the last flying sword melted into the worry-free sword, Qin Mu's hand that raised the sword trembled a little. The sword was too heavy, but he could barely hold it.
He tried to swing the worry-free sword, although the worry-free sword moved very slowly, there were crackling crackling and buzzing vibrations in the air, as if a mountain was moving!
And the crackling sound was because the sword was too heavy, making a slight crackling noise in the space!
Qin Mu danced twice, his arms and muscles were sore, he quickly dissipated Zijian, and stopped tossing, thinking: "The dragon language characters in the emperor's dish and the real dragon's lair are indeed not bad. The improvement of the physical body is extremely fast! In the past, how could I lift this sword? It's a pity that there are still many dragon words on it that cannot be solved."
He tried to integrate the new Kowloon Emperor Kung Fu with the Overlord Body Sandan Kung these days, and his physical body has improved rapidly. In the past, what he practiced was only the body training technique in the Dayu Tianmo Sutra, but now his pure physical strength erupts. , even stronger than the supernatural powers of many supernatural beings.
If he uses Leiyin Eight Styles, Pig-killing Sword Technique and other combat skills, his power will be doubled!
The strength of the physical body is of no small importance to the improvement of combat skills!
The Western land merchants around went into the tent one after another to sleep, Qin Mu sat by the lake, the dragon unicorn shrunk in size, asked Qin Mu for the Raising Dragon Sutra, and lay beside him to read by the firelight in the desert.
"Pang Long, he worked as hard as Linger!" Qin Mu was very pleased.
Long Qilin licked his paws, opened the Sutra of Huanlong, read it carefully, and thought: "Lord Huanlong wrote the Sutra of Huanlong, I also want to write a Sutra of Huanren..."
Not long after, Qin Mu fell asleep with his back against Long Qilin, and Long Qilin also buried his head and fell asleep. Although the night in the desert was full of fires, the temperature was very low and the lake was frozen, but the body of Long Qilin was very warm, and flames spewed out from its nostrils from time to time.
In the middle of the night, in the flames outside the oasis, Pan Gongcuo emerged from the ground spinning, looked at Qin Mu who was sleeping, hesitated, a little hesitant, he couldn't decide whether to approach and kill this guy quietly now.
Qin Mu breathed steadily, without feeling anything.
Pan Gongcuo hesitated again and again, and was about to make up his mind to kill him when he suddenly saw wisps of dragon air continuously flying out of Qin Mu's gluttonous bag when he was breathing, like tiny wandering dragons piercing into his nostrils.
Pan Gongcuo saw that Qin Mu's hand was also in the gluttonous bag, he was startled, he suddenly changed his mind, his body spun and sank quietly into the ground.
"Did he find out?"
Qin Mu opened one eye, rolled the eyeballs around, closed the eyes again, pulled out the hand in the gluttonous bag, and continued to draw the dragon energy in the real dragon's lair while sleeping soundly. The second time I really fell asleep.
The real dragon's aura was absorbed into his body by him, turning into his vitality and improving his cultivation.
He has cultivated in the past few months, relying on the real dragon's lair and the emperor's disc, so his cultivation base has improved so fast, even Pan Gongcuo, an existence that has been reborn more than ten times, has not been able to leave him behind much.
Of course, the more important thing is that he, Ling Yuxiu, and Si Yunxiang often cultivated the Yuanshen together, and the Yuanshen became stronger and stronger, and the benefits were great, so Pangong Cuo, who had entered the seven-star realm, did not pull his cultivation away.
At dawn, Xiong Qi'er woke up, clamoring for hunger, Qin Mu cooked lean meat porridge for her with minced lean meat and green vegetable leaves, and made some snacks, and then made several improved panacea, which made Long Qilin Taste how it tastes.
"My Huan Ren Sutra will definitely come to fruition!"
Long Qilin was full of confidence: "The leader thought he had completed the Sutra of Huanlong, but he didn't know that it was under the control of my Sutra of Huanren!"
As the caravan was about to leave, the old businessman bid farewell to Qin Mu and warned again: "Brother Qin, you must not say that you are from Daxu, otherwise there will be a catastrophe!"
Qin Mu thanked him, standing on the forehead of the dragon unicorn, and rushed to the west. Behind him came the sound of the bell on the neck of the gazelle, and the gazelle carried the goods and rushed to the east of the Daxu with two legs.
Long Qilin was very fast, but he still didn't make it to Xitu until the evening.
When they passed a large mountain in the desert, Qin Mu took a few glances. Long Qilin had already rushed past the mountain. Qin Mu suddenly said, "Fatty Long, go back!"
Long Qilin was puzzled, and hurriedly retreated.
Qin Mu looked up and down, and saw that the mountain was extremely majestic, but there was no flame on the mountain. He soared into the sky, and soon came to the top of the mountain. He saw that the top of the mountain was very vast, and there were ruins and walls everywhere. He could vaguely see the situation in the glory days.
There are still some dried bones here, buried in the dust, Qin Mu checked, and the dead here are some giants, with unusually burly figures.
He came to a pillar and stroked it. A few thick broken chains hung down from the pillar.
"Master, what's wrong with this mountain?" Long Qilin stepped on the fire cloud and flew over.
Qin Mu raised his finger and pointed to the distance of the desert: "Look over there."
Long Qilin looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a pitch-black sphere appearing in the desert, letting the wind and sand blow it.
"It's a solar ship. A dead solar ship."
Qin Mu disembarked, his expression calm: "Let's go."
Long Qilin looked at his face, didn't dare to say more, and drove him to continue westward. It wasn't long before they encountered a second large ship, a dilapidated moonship, also damaged.
Then, they encountered the third big ship lying in the desert. This moon ship had experienced extremely tragic wars and was extremely dilapidated.
Qin Mu suddenly came to his senses: "The natural skill of all gods is the nemesis of the sun ship and the moon ship!"