I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the long river is setting the sun.

After traveling for more than ten days, traveling through several countries, I finally came to the shortcut to Lei Zeyu - the scorching desert of Moya!

Moya Yanyan is an ancient dialect of the local residents, meaning "Death Fire Sea".

Dead Fire Desert!

Bai Donglin did as the locals do, wearing a white tulle robe with gauze wrapped around his head.

In fact, he can swim butterfly in the magma pool. Of course, he is not afraid of this high temperature, but he doesn't want to be too dazzling.

The weather here is hot all the year round, and the local ordinary people wear cool clothes, especially women, showing a large waist, slender arms, and wheat-colored skin that looks very healthy and full of Loulan exotic style!

In this relatively conservative world, it is very rare for a woman to dress so boldly.

He is wandering around in a city closest to the scorching desert of Moya right now, and he needs to collect information, all information about this desert.

He never fights uncertain battles, and rushes in recklessly, and the consequences may not be very good.

This city is far from the prosperous cities of Linjiang Yinshe, just because the environment here is too harsh and the architectural style is very rough. The perennial sandstorm has put an end to all delicate and beautiful things, leaving only practical objects.

There are not many people here, but the proportion of monks is extremely high. The mortals have no meaning to live here. The natural resources are too bad. The mortals who remain are mainly engaged in the service industry and serve the monks.

As for why there are so many monks here, we still need to explore.

Bai Donglin went around and walked to the biggest restaurant in the city to inquire about news. This kind of place is the best place where people talk a lot.

Walked into the restaurant called "Sands", found a random spot in the hall to sit down, and called Xiao Er.

"Guest officer, what would you like to eat?"

"Give me some of your specialty dishes, and a pot of good wine!"

"Okay! Wait a minute, guest!"

When going out, Bai Donglin will not treat himself badly, and tasting some exotic delicacies is also a little fun on the boring journey.

Soon the wine and dishes came up. I tasted it, and the taste was okay. Because of the hot climate here, the dishes were relatively light, and the fruit wine called "Thorn Jujube Wine" was not high in degree, with a faint fruity aroma, cool and delicious.

While drinking wine, he pricked up his ears. With his current ear power, as long as it wasn't a secret method of sound transmission, he could hear all the conversations in the hall.

In less than a meal, he has learned a lot of things, and some confusions have also been answered.

Why there are so many monks here?

There was no big desert in this place hundreds of thousands of years ago, but it belonged to a part of Lei Zeyu, prosperous and prosperous, and there were many sects based here.

According to legend, hundreds of thousands of years ago, gods and men fought over the nine heavens.

A flame god was beheaded in nine days, and the huge god body fell here, turned into flames that burned thousands of miles, and the flames were inextinguishable.

The prosperous and prosperous vast land was burned into a desert, which is now the scorching desert of Moya!

In the past, countless sects were buried here, and many monks here went into the desert to hunt for treasure! It is true that some people have found ancient treasures in the desert all year round, and some have soared into the sky, so over the years, it has been inspiring many monks to go forward.

It is said that there is still a shocking secret hidden in this desert, which is related to the god who was beheaded at the beginning. If someone breaks into it by chance, as long as he does not die, he will get amazing good luck!

There are also many dangers in this desert, harsh environment, cruel sand bandits, ferocious alien beasts, and some killing formations left by sects!

It can be said that it is full of crises. If you don't have any experience, you will go in and run around. Not to mention other things, just getting lost is enough for people to drink a pot.

Bai Donglin frowned slightly. He wasn't interested in the junk treasures from hundreds of thousands of years ago. He just wanted to cross the desert, but for a pure rookie like him, it was a sure thing to get lost for the first time.

It seems that I can't go on the road alone, I have to find a tour guide. After drinking the wine in the glass, Bai Donglin checked out and left.

Leaving the restaurant and walking straight to the square of the city, from the news I just got, many monks will recruit troops in the square and form a team to go to the great desert to hunt for treasure!

After all, there are only a few people who dare to be a lone ranger. In the face of many dangers in the desert, of course, there are more people and more power.

Just find a reliable team and mix in to achieve the goal of crossing the desert by yourself.

Central Square.

"The Gale Treasure Hunt Team is recruiting! Come and have a look!"

"The Yellow Sand Squad is eager to find the Mage!"

"Come on! Little brother, come and have a look!"

There are many monks in the square, and there are loud and noisy shouts one after another. Bai Donglin stopped and went, observing all kinds of treasure hunt teams, and felt that these monks were too exaggerated and a little unreliable.

When I walked to the middle of the square, my eyes were attracted by a group of onlookers, and they squeezed in. I saw a few big characters written on a white cloth, "Looking for a fellow Taoist to Lei Zeyu."

An old man in gray stood under the white cloth, looking at the crowd with a beard and a smile, but did not speak.

No wonder it will attract onlookers. Ninety-nine percent of the people who come to this desert are treasure hunters. Few people would choose to go to Lei Zeyu through the scorching desert of Moya. Although it can save a lot of time, it is not cost-effective compared to the dangers they face.

They would rather spend ten times as much time detouring, at least to be much safer, time is worthless to most people.

Bai Donglin's eyes lit up, this is suitable for him, he can observe one or two to see if this person is reliable.

The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and they all came to find treasures. The most important thing is to quickly find a treasure hunt team that suits them.

After waiting for half an hour, the old man recruited three people, two men and one woman, all masters of the Primordial Embryo Realm. Bai Donglin, who was observing secretly, felt that the old man was quite reliable, and he didn't make a fool of himself.

I didn't have much choice, so I stepped forward and said to the old man:

"This fellow Daoist will also go to Lei Zeyu next time, not only do you have any requirements?"

The cultivators do not look at their age, but only on their cultivation bases. Those with similar cultivation bases call each other fellow daoists.

The old man looked up and down at Bai Donglin. He had an extraordinary temperament and a calm aura. He should be a master. He said with a smile:

"The great desert is extremely dangerous. Of course, the most important thing is strength. Daoist friends only need to show their cultivation, and they will decide for themselves!"

Bai Donglin nodded slightly and agreed with this method, so he ran the Qishang Fist Manual, clenched his right hand, a powerful momentum rose, and the surrounding sand and dust swirled, and he was about to punch out.

"Stop stop stop! Don't try, you can join!"

The old man saw a slight sweat on his forehead, and was enveloped by a strong crisis. This punch was so scared that he would kill half of his life!

Although this man's moves are a bit strange, his strength is real, which cannot be faked, so he hurriedly stopped Bai Donglin from punching.

Bai Donglin heard the words, calmed down his qi and blood, and stopped the attack.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, called the four together, and said:

"Crossing the desert, people are more refined than many. With four fellow Daoists joining us, our trip will be very smooth."

"Now, please go back and prepare the materials needed in the desert. We will gather at the gate of the city tomorrow morning!"

The other two men turned out to be rare twins, and the two were faintly connected, and they should be good at joint strikes.

The other woman was wearing a black robe and a veil on her face, so she couldn't see her face clearly, but she had a cold aura covering her body, and she was not an ordinary person at first glance.

This old man is not simple, his eyes are vicious, and the people he recruits are not simple.

The four agreed and left.

Bai Donglin went directly to the largest market to purchase supplies, first of all, a lot of water, tents, and various gadgets.

I also bought a bunch of food. In fact, after Qi Cultivation reaches the Primordial Embryo Realm, I can go fast, and use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to maintain my body functions.

But many cultivators don't want to give up their desire to speak. After all, there is no saying that cultivators have to be pure in heart and mind, and Zi Xiaoling is a good example.

Although he couldn't absorb the spiritual energy, he definitely couldn't starve to death, but he didn't need to suffer that sin, and he didn't shake M, so he bought a lot of food.

Bai Donglin also went to buy a special mount, the sand scorpion beast, which is a creature that lives in the desert and has been domesticated as a means of transportation for countless years.

It is extremely good at rushing in the desert, fast, drought-resistant, and has many advantages. Almost all the monks who enter the desert are on hand.

After preparing the supplies, Bai Donglin found a restaurant, had a good meal, and then went to bed and rested.

Just wait until tomorrow morning and head to the scorching desert of Moya.