My avatar is a god

The towering Daqing Mountains stretching for thousands of miles are like a huge wall, completely separating Qingshan County from the Great Desert in the north.

The endless wind and sand blowing from the Great Desert in the north are all blocked to the north of the Daqing Mountains. The vitality of Qingshan County seems to be blocked to the south of the Daqing Mountains.

The Daqing Mountains are high and steep, with numerous natural dangers along the way. Not to mention that ordinary mortals cannot cross them, even ordinary immortal cultivators find it difficult to cross the mountains.

Immortal cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining can fly with the wind, but the height and speed of the flight are limited. The strong wind above the top of the mountain is so fierce that even standing is unsteady. Even if you barely fly into the air, you will soon be blown to the ground.

When Hu De was young, he once followed a large group of immortal cultivators to cross the Daqing Mountains. There were countless difficulties and obstacles along the way, and many immortal cultivators were lost on the way. The survivors who managed to survive were also in a state of embarrassment and suffered a lot.

Now thinking back, Hu De's face was full of fear. If Xu Xiao hadn't been with him, he would never have wanted to return to his hometown and cross the Daqing Mountains again.

Along the way, the brothers Zhang Long and Zhang Hu carefully drove the flying boat and flew close to the top of the mountain. They didn't dare to fly too low, otherwise they would hit the mountain if they were not careful, and they didn't dare to fly too high. Looking at the faint flashing lightning in the sky above and listening to the rumbling thunder, they knew the danger.

Fortunately, the flying boat made by Tianzun Sect alone was not made of metal, but wood cut from spiritual trees. Compared with those immortal cultivators who like to fly with swords, it is undoubtedly much safer.

The flying boat can use spiritual stones as fuel, and can also use divine power crystals. In the past two years, the speed and quality of Xu Xiao's divine clone refining divine power have been greatly improved.

The purest and best divine power is, of course, for the Heavenly God's clone and Xu Xiao to use. The second-class divine power is bestowed on priests and Shinto monks in the church. The lowest-class divine power, which contains a lot of impurities, is condensed into divine power crystals by the Heavenly God's clone and distributed to the Tianzun Church. In many occasions where spiritual stones are needed, the Tianzun Church, which lacks spiritual stones, will use divine power crystals instead.

Xu Xiao's Heavenly God's clone has broken through to the middle stage of the second heaven of the Shinto, and only one step away from breaking through to the late stage of the second heaven of the Shinto. If it weren't for the fact that too much divine power was consumed in various aspects in the past two years, the cultivation of the Heavenly God's clone would be far more than this. However, Xu Xiao is still quite satisfied with this speed of practice. Although the Heavenly God's clone is a natural god, there is no bottleneck in practice. But it is not a bad thing to slow down the speed of practice a little and consolidate the foundation more.

The flying boat lightly passed over one mountain after another, flew over many natural dangers, and against the fierce cold wind on the top of the mountain, it began to pass the highest peak of the Daqing Mountains, leaving the southern ridge of the Daqing Mountains and entering the northern ridge of the Daqing Mountains.

If the southern ridge of the Daqing Mountains is an icy hell with cold winds, then the northern ridge of the Daqing Mountains is a yellow sand hell with hot waves in the wind. A mountain range is separated by two worlds of ice and fire.

The hot wind swept the sky with wild sand, hitting the flying boat's divine power barrier like a downpour, and even blocked the sight of the flying boat driver.

Along the way, Xu Xiao called on the divine power of the avatar of the gods, carefully sensed the movements around, and commanded the flying boat to move forward, so that he could avoid many dangerous places without any danger.

With Xu Xiao's command, being blocked by the yellow sand was not a big deal.

However, Xu Xiao still said to Hu De: "It is too dangerous to fly directly to the Daqing Mountains. Even for a foundation-building cultivator, it is not an easy task. Only a Jindan master can guarantee absolute safety. However, Jindan masters are so precious that they cannot be wasted on transportation. It seems that we have to find another way to cross this natural barrier."

"The leader is right. If it weren't for the leader leading the way this time, this road would be really difficult to walk." Hu De replied respectfully.

"Master, Master, what a high mountain. I have never been to such a high place. Everything on the ground looks like an ant." Thanks to Xu Xiao's divine power, Xiao Xuan, the maid who had never felt any danger in the flying boat, only felt fresh and interesting about this trip.

As the few people talked, the flying boat began to leave the northern ridge of the Daqing Mountains. The dangers and difficulties along the way were basically over. At this time, Hu De, who knew the dangers of the road, showed a relieved expression.

Leaving the northern ridge of the Daqing Mountains and crossing the mountains, we officially entered the Great Northern Desert.

As the name suggests, the Great Northern Desert is an endless desert that can't be seen at a glance. There is nothing else on the ground except monotonous yellow sand. Not to mention plants, there is not even a big stone.

The scorching sun above brought amazing heat, and the hot wind that rolled up countless yellow sands almost never stopped.

Looking at the lifeless desert, Hu De's expression was very complicated. There was a bit of sadness, mixed with a bit of nostalgia, and more of nostalgia.

"Old Hu, this is your hometown. How does it feel to return to your hometown after returning from a wandering son?" Xu Xiao joked with a smile.

"Mixed feelings, hard to express." Hu De only said eight simple words.

"I didn't know that Hu Lao's hometown was in this desert. Such a desolate desert, there is nothing in it, can people live in it?" The maid Xiaoxuan was like a curious baby.

"Of course, the environment here is not suitable for survival. You have to cross thousands of miles of uninhabited areas before an oasis will appear. Only when you get there will human habitation appear."

"You see that the living conditions in the desert are so harsh, so you think that humans cannot survive. In fact, human resilience is the most amazing. No matter how cruel the environment is, humans always struggle desperately to survive."

Originally, he was answering Xiaoxuan's question. As he spoke, I don't know if it touched the memories of the past, but Hood's face was full of nostalgia.

Hood was originally a cultivator born in the Great Northern Desert. When he was young, he caused a disaster in his hometown and could no longer gain a foothold. In order to avoid disaster, he teamed up with a group of cultivators who wanted to leave the Great Northern Desert for various reasons. After all kinds of hardships and dangers, countless companions fell along the way, and finally crossed the Daqing Mountains and entered the Qingshan County of Weiguo, starting a new life.

When his entire cultivation was abolished and he was imprisoned in Lijiafang City, he had fallen into a state of despair. After being rescued by Tianzun, this old man who had experienced many hardships soon became a devout believer in Daluo Tianzun. After joining Tianzun, he told all his past, including everything that happened in the northern desert of his hometown.