Cultivation of Immortality

Rushing to an altitude of 60,000 to 70,000 feet in one breath, Jiang Da suddenly paused, with a look of horror on his face.

"What's wrong?" Yuehong asked nervously.

"Don't use your spiritual sense to look up!" Jiang Da warned urgently, and then led the two of them down again.

"What's on it?" Xunyi asked curiously. ??

"Never use your spiritual consciousness to detect the countless hot and manic cyclones. Those things can tear your spiritual consciousness into them. I have already suffered a loss." Jiang Da's face was very pale, and he must have suffered a big loss.

Xunyi had never thought of checking the top, but after hearing what he said, he couldn't suppress his inner curiosity, and immediately used a very small amount of consciousness to look up.

Of course, his move could not escape Jiang Da's perception, because this ray of spiritual consciousness was extremely subtle, so Jiang Da did not stop him, but he was quite disapproving of it in his heart.

Because there was too little spiritual consciousness emitted, Xunyi could only vaguely detect something that seemed to be there or not. If Jiang Da hadn't said it was a cyclone, he wouldn't have been able to tell what it was. These cyclones were big and small. The size of the large ones was hard to estimate, and some of the small ones were only a few inches high. Without exception, these cyclones were spinning rapidly, some were suspended there, and some were rushing manically. Before he could take a closer look, a burst of tearing appeared. The indescribable and uncomfortable feeling of the soul came to him, and he didn't even see clearly how the ray of spiritual consciousness was lost.

Sensing the change in Xun Yi's expression, Jiang Da snorted in his heart. When he was near the ground, he used all his cultivation power to slap down hard, and a five-six-meter deep figure suddenly appeared on the sand. A huge pit ten feet wide.

"Turn to inner breath and tighten the protective divine light!" After Jiang Da reminded the two, he led them to fall into the pit. At the same time, he used his spiritual power to roll up the surrounding fine sand and fall with them.

After the three of them reached the bottom of the pit, the fine sand that fell filled up most of the pit. The three of them sat in a circle hand in hand. Jiang Da used a small magic circle to support a space that could barely accommodate the three of them. Shen Nian said, "I don't know when the wind will blow. Let's keep breathing and try to save this little air."

Yuehong asked worriedly, "You won't catch the Great Wild Wind, will you?"

"I hope not." Jiang Da's answer was unconfident, and what he saw in the sky made him quite worried.

"How long will the Great Wilderness Wind blow?" Xunyi asked.

"If we catch up with the wild wind, it won't take long." Jiang Da only said this much and did not want to go on.

Yuehong continued, "That's not even possible for people with mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation. Our little pit is definitely useless."

The three of them fell silent. After a while, Yuehong said sadly, "Brother, if we really catch up with the Great Wild Wind, we will have to admit that we are unlucky. Jiang Da, you can leave us alone and continue to evade downwards. Can you?" You live alone, there is no need to die with us in vain. "Going deeper, Jiang Da's cultivation will not be able to take care of others.

Jiang Da said flatly, "Don't talk nonsense. If you want to die, then die together!"

There was no movement between the two of them after that, but Xunyi could guess that they were avoiding him and arguing. He silently checked the "Underworld Technique" that Bei Gongyi gave him. When he accepted this set of spells, he made up his mind never to learn it. As a person who is determined to die, there is really no need to mess with his good brother again. Troublesome, so he didn’t even check it before. Now after taking a quick look at it, he sighed secretly. The spell was abnormal.

Mysteries cannot be understood in a moment, so the idea of ​​​​surviving by "Minglu Jue" can be completely given up.

As soon as Xun Yi finished sighing, a burning heat came down from above.

"Little brother, sister will never leave you!" Yuehong grasped Xunyi's hand tightly when she heard this spiritual thought.

Judging from the firmness and decisiveness contained in this spiritual thought, Xunyi guessed that Yuehong probably failed to convince Jiang Da, and Jiang Da probably proposed the idea of ​​abandoning himself again, and this meaning should be expressed very clearly. It's implicit, otherwise Yuehong's emotions must be much more intense than this. Yuehong's words of determination were obviously meant for herself, but in fact they were meant for Jiang Da.

Xunyi used his clenched hand to send a spiritual thought to Yuehong and said, "I know my sister's heart, but my little brother is the one who wants to die. If you don't die with me, it will be difficult for me to go on my way safely." Rest your eyes and stop being emotional, it will only harm others and yourself.”

"I don't care! No one can make me leave you anyway!" Yuehong's mind was already shouting excitedly, and the hand she held with Xunyi changed from a tight grip to a stronger ten-finger grip. Cross interlocking.

Facing such an excited Yuehong, Xunyi and Jiang Da knew that it was useless to say anything now, so they both fell silent.

Waves of burning heat came from time to time, the intervals became shorter and shorter, and the heat became higher and higher. After all, the fine sand is looser than the soil. Xunyi's consciousness can barely see through the dozens of feet of sand to see the scene above. At this time, the desert has become a storm-raging purgatory. The sand and dust have long obscured the night sky. You can't even see the moon. In the darkness, from time to time you will see a fiery red or dark red wind whirlpool of different sizes sweeping past quickly or slowly, and the fine sand caught up in it will immediately emit light like sparks. Red light, it is these sand grains that make the wind whirlpool show different colors.

A few hours later, the scorching sun should have set in, but it was still pitch black outside, and even such harsh sunlight could not penetrate the rising dust. It was not difficult to imagine how thick the dust must be.

Every time a whirlwind rolled over them, Jiang Da would use his spiritual power to get some fine sand from the edge of the pit to fill the part that was swept away. The three of them knew it in their hearts. They are just small wind whirlpools with a height of several tens of feet. If they encounter those with a height of hundreds or even thousands of feet, this hole will definitely be swept away. However, judging from the current situation, it is only a matter of time before misfortune comes.

On the second night, instead of showing signs of weakening, the storm was intensifying. It became more and more common to see two or three red whirlpools appearing in the field of vision at the same time. Of course, this was only what Xunyi could see. The scenery in Jiang Da and Yuehong's consciousness was much more terrifying.

I don’t know if it was Xun Yi’s unfavorable luck that was at work, but they were still safe and sound until the third day. Several wind whirlpools as high as a thousand feet passed by them, but they avoided the place where they were. The surrounding areas were more than a hundred deep. Wide and deep trenches crisscrossed each other. As the sand collapsed and slid, their sandy land with a radius of less than a thousand feet looked like a lonely mountain.

Whenever there is a huge whirlwind of wind, Jiang Da will try his best to use the body-protecting divine light to shield the two of them from the scorching heat that can turn people into ashes. Over the past two days, he has been unable to bear it, suffering from virtual needle wounds and inexplicable mental disturbances. , these two samples were enough for him to endure. After such a torment, his cultivation level showed obvious signs of decline. If he continued to hold on, even if he could escape this disaster, his cultivation level would definitely drop significantly.

Even more urgent than this was the fact that the little remaining air had been exhausted. Rushing to an altitude of 60,000 to 70,000 feet in one breath, Jiang Da suddenly paused, with a look of horror on his face.

"What's wrong?" Yuehong asked nervously.

"Don't use your spiritual sense to look up!" Jiang Da warned urgently, and then led the two of them down again.

"What's on it?" Xunyi asked curiously.

"Never use your spiritual consciousness to detect the countless hot and manic cyclones. Those things can tear your spiritual consciousness into them. I have already suffered a loss." Jiang Da's face was very pale, and he must have suffered a big loss.

Xunyi had never thought of checking the top, but after hearing what he said, he couldn't suppress his inner curiosity, and immediately used a very small amount of consciousness to look up.

Of course, his move could not escape Jiang Da's perception, because this ray of spiritual consciousness was extremely subtle, so Jiang Da did not stop him, but he was quite disapproving of it in his heart.

Because there was too little spiritual consciousness emitted, Xunyi could only vaguely detect something that seemed to be there or not. If Jiang Da hadn't said it was a cyclone, he wouldn't have been able to tell what it was. These cyclones were big and small. The size of the large ones was hard to estimate, and some of the small ones were only a few inches high. Without exception, these cyclones were spinning rapidly, some were suspended there, and some were rushing manically. Before he could take a closer look, a burst of tearing appeared. The indescribable and uncomfortable feeling of the soul came to him, and he didn't even see clearly how the ray of spiritual consciousness was lost. .??.

Sensing the change in Xun Yi's expression, Jiang Da snorted in his heart. When he was near the ground, he used all his cultivation power to slap down hard, and a five-six-meter deep figure suddenly appeared on the sand. A huge pit ten feet wide.

"Turn to inner breath and tighten the protective divine light!" After Jiang Da reminded the two, he led them to fall into the pit. At the same time, he used his spiritual power to roll up the surrounding fine sand and fall with them.

After the three of them reached the bottom of the pit, the fine sand that fell filled up most of the pit. The three of them sat in a circle hand in hand. Jiang Da used a small magic circle to support a space that could barely accommodate the three of them. Shen Nian said, "I don't know when the wind will blow. Let's keep breathing and try to save this little air."

Yuehong asked worriedly, "You won't catch the Great Wild Wind, will you?"

"I hope not." Jiang Da's answer was unconfident, and what he saw in the sky made him quite worried.

"How long will the Great Wilderness Wind blow?" Xunyi asked.

"If we catch up with the wild wind, it won't take long." Jiang Da only said this much and did not want to go on.

Yuehong continued, "That's not even possible for people with mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation. Our little pit is definitely useless."

The three of them fell silent. After a while, Yuehong said sadly, "Brother, if we really catch up with the Great Wild Wind, we will have to admit that we are unlucky. Jiang Da, you can leave us alone and continue to evade downwards. Can you?" You live alone, there is no need to die with us in vain. "Going deeper, Jiang Da's cultivation will not be able to take care of others.

Jiang Da said flatly, "Don't talk nonsense. If you want to die, then die together!"

There was no movement between the two of them after that, but Xunyi could guess that they were avoiding him and arguing. He silently checked the "Underworld Technique" that Bei Gongyi gave him. When he accepted this set of spells, he made up his mind never to learn it. As a person who is determined to die, there is really no need to mess with his good brother again. Troublesome, so he didn’t even check it before. Now after taking a quick look at it, he sighed secretly. The spell was abnormal.

Mysteries cannot be understood in a moment. The idea of ​​​​surviving by "Minglu Jue" can be completely given up.

As soon as Xun Yi finished sighing, a burning heat came down from above.

"Little brother, sister will never leave you!" Yuehong grasped Xunyi's hand tightly when she heard this spiritual thought.

Judging from the firmness and decisiveness contained in this spiritual thought, Xunyi guessed that Yuehong probably failed to convince Jiang Da, and Jiang Da probably proposed the idea of ​​abandoning himself again, and this meaning should be expressed very clearly. It's implicit, otherwise Yuehong's emotions must be much more intense than this. Yuehong's words of determination were obviously meant for herself, but in fact they were meant for Jiang Da.

Xunyi used his clenched hand to send a spiritual thought to Yuehong and said, "I know my sister's heart, but my little brother is the one who wants to die. If you don't die with me, it will be difficult for me to go on my way safely." Rest your eyes and stop being emotional, it will only harm others and yourself."

"I don't care! No one can make me leave you anyway!" Yuehong's mind was already shouting excitedly, and the hand she held with Xunyi changed from a tight grip to a stronger ten-finger grip. Cross interlocking.

Facing such an excited Yuehong, Xunyi and Jiang Da knew that it was useless to say anything now, so they both fell silent.

Waves of burning heat came from time to time, the intervals became shorter and shorter, and the heat became higher and higher. After all, the fine sand is looser than the soil. Xunyi's consciousness can barely see through the dozens of feet of sand to see the scene above. At this time, the desert has become a storm-raging purgatory. The sand and dust have long obscured the night sky. You can't even see the moon. In the darkness, from time to time you will see a fiery red or dark red wind whirlpool of different sizes sweeping past quickly or slowly, and the fine sand caught up in it will immediately emit light like sparks. Red light, it is these sand grains that make the wind whirlpool show different colors.

A few hours later, the scorching sun should have set in, but it was still pitch black outside, and even such harsh sunlight could not penetrate the rising dust. It was not difficult to imagine how thick the dust must be.

Every time a whirlwind rolled over them, Jiang Da would use his spiritual power to get some fine sand from the edge of the pit to fill the part that was swept away. The three of them knew it in their hearts. They are just small wind whirlpools with a height of several tens of feet. If they encounter those with a height of hundreds or even thousands of feet, this hole will definitely be swept away. However, judging from the current situation, it is only a matter of time before misfortune comes.

On the second night, instead of showing signs of weakening, the storm was intensifying. It became more and more common to see two or three red whirlpools appearing in the field of vision at the same time. Of course, this was only what Xunyi could see. The scenery in Jiang Da and Yuehong's consciousness was much more terrifying.

I don’t know if it was Xun Yi’s unfavorable luck that was at work, but they were still safe and sound until the third day. Several wind whirlpools as high as a thousand feet passed by them, but they avoided the place where they were. The surrounding areas were more than a hundred deep. Wide and deep trenches crisscrossed each other. As the sand collapsed and slid, their sandy land with a radius of less than a thousand feet looked like a lonely mountain.

Whenever there is a huge whirlwind of wind, Jiang Da will try his best to use the body-protecting divine light to shield the two of them from the scorching heat that can turn people into ashes. Over the past two days, he has been unable to bear it, suffering from virtual needle wounds and inexplicable mental disturbances. , these two samples were enough for him to endure. After such a torment, his cultivation level showed obvious signs of decline. If he continued to hold on, even if he could escape this disaster, his cultivation level would definitely drop significantly.

Even more urgent than this was the fact that the little remaining air had been exhausted.