Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 312 Hurricane Desert, the Far West

The two guards waiting outside the palace gate were naturally surprised and secretly guessed what kind of important matter the elders of the sect were discussing.

Another hour later, the door of Luanming Hall opened, and Yang Qian walked out in high spirits, accompanied by Long Han and Fengbing.

After walking a few steps, Yang Gan turned back with a smile on his face, said a few words casually, then stood up from the ground and turned into a purple rainbow and flew towards the cave.

Long Han and Feng Bing also had smiles on their faces. When they could no longer see Yang Qian's light, they turned back into Luanming Hall at the same time and closed the door with a flick of their sleeves.

Inside the hall.

Long Han walked back to the Grand Master's chair, sat on it and meditated silently.

Feng Bing glanced at her husband, with complex emotions showing on his beautiful face.

"Our Elder Yang's strength has developed so fast that I feel incredible. I have never seen a monk who can increase his strength to such an extent in such a short period of time. This time he comes back and gives me a deep feeling." It’s an unpredictable feeling. Just now in the hall, you and I couldn’t even bring him down with our combined strength. Although we didn’t use our full strength, this is too unbelievable.”

"You know, he is still a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and has not yet broken through to the middle stage." Feng Bing said as he began to walk slowly around the hall.She looked through the slightly chaotic tables and chairs in the hall, as if she could see Yang Qian's unfathomable strength.

Her tone was full of surprise, as if she was deeply afraid of the fight just now.

"How did he cultivate? How did he reach such a level with the initial level of Nascent Soul! His strength improved so quickly, it is simply incomprehensible."

Feng Bing's eyes flashed with suspicion, and she was obviously guessing the reason for Yang Qian's sudden increase in strength.

However, no matter what she thought, she couldn't find any clue.

"Perhaps he really has the strength of a great monk?"

Feng Bing's voice was low and serious. Even she was slightly surprised when she said these words. However, after careful consideration, she felt that this seemed to be the most reasonable explanation.

You know, there are only three great monks in the entire Tiannan.

When Long Han heard this, he was stunned. Then he raised his head and suddenly smiled.

"Bing'er, the stronger Elder Yang is, the better it is for us. We have not treated our nephew Ruyin badly in these years. He sees it, otherwise he wouldn't have come up with the secret method after the competition just now. , materials and transactions with us, and even made words to reassure you and me, showing that we will not leave the sect without any reason."

"As for Elder Yang's strength, even if you and I join forces, we can't gain even half an advantage in our competition with him. His strength is similar to that of the three great monks in Tiannan, even if it doesn't reach it. There is no doubt about this." Long Han sighed with emotion.

As he spoke, Long Han walked up to Feng Bing and gently put his hand on her shoulder.

Feeling the beauty's jade-like skin, Long Han's heart was filled with excitement. He lowered his head, placed it next to Feng Bing's ear, and whispered:

"Don't think too much, just let nature take its course."

Hearing this, Feng Bing slowly raised her head and looked into Long Han's eyes. She smiled slightly, her smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, and she opened her mouth lightly:
"That's true. We know Ruyin's character. As for Elder Yang, although you and I don't have much contact with each other, he seems to be an ascetic cultivator and is not addicted to the love between men and women. Even though his strength is comparable to that of the late Nascent Soul The great monk has still not changed his previous behavior."

"What your husband said does make some sense. This way, our Tiandao Alliance will have another great monk-level fighting force. In the future battles, we will have a greater advantage." Feng Bing nodded. Express understanding.

Long Han chuckled softly, as if he had thought of something. A smile seemed to flash in his eyes, and he laughed and joked: "There's just one thing, I'm afraid it won't be long before we, husband and wife, have to treat each other respectfully. Call him Senior Brother Yang."

Hearing this, Feng Bing couldn't help but froze. Her mouth opened slightly, as if she was shocked by this sudden ridicule.

"Senior Brother Yang?" Feng Bing murmured, but she couldn't help but want to laugh in her heart.

Long Han nodded, dumbfounded and said: "Yes, among us monks, according to the rules, the masters are the first. Unfortunately, although Elder Yang has outstanding talents, he has always only been in the early stage of Yuanying. We haven’t entered the mid-term stage yet, but it shouldn’t take too long, so we will probably call him our senior brother in a few years.”

After listening to Long Han's words, Feng Bing's fair face showed a funny look, and burst into laughter. Her beautiful eyes seemed to have seen a scene in the future.

She couldn't help but chuckle. Her laughter was like a crisp silver bell, making people feel happy. She said coquettishly: "Husband, you can actually say such words from your mouth. It seems that you are very interested in us." It’s so late to meet this Elder Yang.”

Creek Country Boundary.

A purple rainbow appeared in the sky, and the speed was so fast that it was unbelievable.

The low-level monks could only see a flash of purple light in the sky. It took a long time before a loud rumbling sound came down from the sky. The sound was deafening, as if it would swallow up the heartbeat of a person. Lose.

That purple startling rainbow was too fast for people to see clearly, and its existence could only be felt with the help of a loud rumbling sound.

It tore apart the clouds, streaked across the sky quickly, and fled toward the west with great momentum. It disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye, leaving only a faint purple brilliance in the air and the loud roar echoing in the ears.

Some older secular mortals were invaded by this sound and fell to their knees one after another. They were frightened and shouted "immortal". However, no matter how far they looked up, they could no longer see this light.

Whoosh - The Purple Jinghong went all the way west, passing through Huayu Country, Dongyu Country, Chayun Country and many other small countries, and went straight into the endless hurricane desert.

In the far west of the Tiannan region, there is an endless desert that stretches as far as the eye can see. It is extremely dry and rarely inhabited.

The desert is so vast that it is like a golden ocean, endless and dry.

This place is considered a forbidden place for countless ordinary people. Because of the threat of the harsh environment, secular people cannot survive here for a long time.

Only a handful of low-level monks, for various reasons, chose to live in those rare oases in the desert.

This is it - the Hurricane Desert.

Oh oh oh!
A roaring desert storm swept across the place, filling the sky with dust and strong winds.

Streams of sand and dust were blown up by the wind, like giant khaki dragons, tumbling and circling with their teeth and claws dancing.

The sound of the wind is like a roaring lion, shocking the soul.Waves of strong winds roared in like thousands of troops, carrying sand and dust and rushing into the sky.

Suddenly, the distant sky suddenly flashed a few times, followed by a dazzling purple rainbow light, rushing towards here as fast as lightning.

In an instant, the purple rainbow light penetrated deep into the hinterland of the desert and appeared above another slightly higher sand dune.

As soon as the light faded, a young man in black robes appeared, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome figure. He was Yang Qian.

Outside the body, there is a faint golden brilliance, which appears and disappears. This is the shield formed by his movement of true energy, blocking all the wind and sand.

After months of traveling, he finally crossed multiple countries and arrived at this endless hurricane desert.

"Fortunately, at most it takes a little effort when you go there, but you don't have to worry about it when you leave." Yang Gan lowered his eyelids and glanced around the golden desert area below, and couldn't help but frown.

The dust was billowing below, and the sand on the ground was blown away by the steady wind, forming huge sand pits.

The environment in the Hurricane Desert was even more harsh than he expected. No wonder none of the major forces in Tiannan had invaded this place for so many years, let alone the Qianzhu Sect in the west of the desert.

If the entire clan were to carry out a raid, just crossing this desert would be enough to consume a lot of resources, and it would really outweigh the gains.

Shaking his head expressionlessly, Yang Gan swayed and soared into the sky again. In the blink of an eye, he had already flown into the clouds and quickly disappeared into the distant horizon.

Far West.

As the name suggests, it is at the westernmost edge of the Tiannan Continent. This land is the size of two medium-sized countries.

It is a desolate land located to the west of the Hurricane Desert.

There is no prosperity here, only endless desolation and drought.

The strong winds and scorching heat of the Hurricane Desert are enough to make people despair, but the far west, although not a desert, is more like a forgotten corner of the world, more desolate and lonely.

If the Hurricane Desert is purgatory on earth, then the Far West is the desolate area outside purgatory.

Although the environment is better than that of the Hurricane Desert, it is still desolate and lifeless.

Here, the environment is extremely harsh, with freezing nights and scorching days alternating, which seems to be the ultimate challenge to human survival.

In this far west land, the only things that the world can rely on are some sparse villages.

However, most of these villages are populated only by the elderly and children. The young and middle-aged labor force has already left their hometowns in the harsh environment, looking for the possibility of survival.

Even so, in this desolate land, there is still a powerful force that rules, and that is the "Qianzhu Sect" known as the number one sect in the far west.

Qianzhu Sect, a Taoist tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years, has been prosperous for a long time, even surpassing many established sects in the Tiannan region.

Therefore, in the far west, Qianzhu Sect is the sky, controlling the life and death of all mortals. The leader, Jin Nantian, is an unparalleled master in the late Jindan period. His reputation is far-reaching, even for small and remote sects. Everyone must go to Qianzhu Sect's main altar to worship regularly.

His existence is like an unshakable mountain.

The local sects in the far west, including the Gu Poison Sect, did not dare to disobey the orders of the Qianzhu Sect.

In addition, there are also a large number of low-level monks who have traveled long distances and gone through countless hardships just to be able to rush to the main altar of Qianzhu Sect, fly into the sky, join the largest sect in the far west, and become Qianzhu. One of the disciples of the teaching.

(End of this chapter)