Chapter 162: Qiyun DrumAn isolated grave appeared in the sea of sand. As usual, Su Chen erected a nameless tombstone for the deceased and poured the little wine he had in front of his grave. Subsequently. He continued on his journey. This is the Western Desert, which is even more cruel than the Eastern Region. The rules here are that there are no rules. In order to reproduce and survive in the sea of sand, cannibalism is the norm. There are only so many resources. If you don't eat or rob, you won't survive. This is why the Western Desert is poor yet powerful. The weak would have been plundered long ago and then died. Su Chen took the human-skin drum away. The two centipedes had already escaped. “This sea of sand is so huge.” Su Chen wiped the sweat off his face and walked aimlessly. He himself didn't know how long he had been walking.
Not to mention the human habitation. She had never even encountered the demons and evil beasts in the sea of sand. They seemed to be mad and only knew how to kill, but they all realized that she was strong enough and instinctively retreated. a long time. Su Chen finally met the first person. He was dressed in a red robe and riding a tall horse. He was handsome and youthful, full of the youthful vigor that is unique to young people. The tall horse he rode looked a bit like a donkey, but this donkey was too strong, and its mouth was full of fangs, like a powerful demon. This young man is very strong, at least in the Jindan stage, otherwise he would not be able to subdue such a powerful demon. Of course, it is also possible that he has a deep background and a distinguished origin, and this demon is the protector assigned to him by the elders of the clan. "Practicing in the human world, the innate realm?" The young man in red robe looked at Su Chen for a while and his eyes lit up. then. He didn't move, but rode his horse around Su Chen, looking him back and forth and asked. "I heard from my master that there are extraordinary monsters in the Xiantian realm who can create a terrifying foundation. Building a foundation with a sword is like eating and drinking water. It is not much weaker than Tongtian Xianlu. Once it ascends to heaven, it will definitely be a demon dragon in troubled times." "You are the first practitioner I have ever met." "I ask you, is it or not?" Hear the words. Su Chen was a little stunned. In the Western Regions, people without spiritual roots are almost extinct. Everyone is a cultivator. There is no soil for human cultivation at all, and even the classics do not bother to record mundane cultivation. After all, practicing hard to reach the innate realm is only equivalent to high-level Qi training. There are ten levels in the Qi training path. "Not really."
"The path of cultivation is very weak." Su Chen spoke thoughtfully. In the world, he is the only one who can achieve what the young man said, that is, to build a foundation by sword slashing, and then ascend to immortality, becoming a demon dragon in troubled times. Others who practice in the human world, even those who are at the pinnacle of immortality, are very weak. "That's it!" The boy seemed a little disappointed. On the contrary, the donkey demon under his crotch kept grinding its teeth up and down from time to time, as if it had sensed that Su Chen was in danger. It dug the soil with its hooves anxiously, trying to remind the young man that this man was dangerous and to leave him quickly. Unexpectedly. The young man in red robe did not notice the warning from the donkey demon under him. Instead, he patted his storage bag, took out a mahogany forged carriage, put the reins on the donkey, and enthusiastically invited Su Chen. "My name is Hongyun, and people in the tribe like to call me Hongyun..." "Where are you going?" "I am going to the Lihuo tribe to collect their tribute. I have seen you wandering around here for a long time. I think you are also a wanderer like my master. Why don't you come with me..." The red cloud is narrating. Hearing this, Su Chen felt a little strange. The nickname Hongyun... I thought about it. Su Chen looked at the sea of sand that he had been traveling through for who knows how many days, and felt that in a short period of time, he would not be able to find the boundary of the Western Region and return to the Eastern Region. Luo Shanhe's despair frightened him. In that case, we might as well follow this young man to the Lihuo tribe to take a look. Anyway. He is immortal and has too much time to waste. "it is good!" Su Chen nodded and walked towards the carriage. At this moment, the demon donkey's fear reached its peak. When Su Chen walked towards him, it actually felt like a mouse encountering an elephant that was trampling towards it. If you don't stay away from it, it will end up in pieces. boom! "Don't pull him! He's not human!" The donkey's fur stood up, it was sweating profusely, and it was roaring like crazy, trying to alert its little master. however. No use at all. Su Chen got on the carriage, and Hong Yun didn't care at all. He waved the whip and said something. "drive!"
The donkey refused to move. His legs felt weak and he looked like he couldn't walk. "If you don't run away, this Taoist friend will eat you." moment. The donkey ran at lightning speed. then. Along the way, Su Chen finally understood why this young man from Hongyun had the nickname Hongyun. far away. There were two terrifying beasts fighting each other, raising a lot of sand and dust. They were both very powerful, at least not much weaker than this donkey monster. "Evil beast." This was the first time Su Chen saw the evil beast in the sand sea. No matter what shape they are, they are all black, similar to the two centipedes. Su Chen feels like fallen evil spirits from the battlefield outside the sky, but they have no intelligence, so once they die, they are dead, and there is no way to resurrect them. "Young Master, let's take a detour." The donkey's legs were trembling. In this regard. The boy shook his head. In this way, the carriage sped all the way, and when it arrived, the fight between the two terrifying beasts had ended. They both died, leaving behind only dirty flesh and blood. The corpse of the demon can still be useful. Whether it is for cultivation or for refining weapons, armor, or magic weapons. But the evil beasts are useless. It's no use at all. As long as you dare to use the filthy flesh and blood of evil beasts, the price will be unbearable for anyone. You will either be crippled and die, or be still alive, but your life will be worse than death. "and many more." Hongyun jumped off the carriage, and soon returned holding a plant vine that looked like flowing magma. This is a panacea. Golden red fire vines. It can be refined into a magical weapon for forming elixirs, and can also help cultivators who have completed their Qi training to build their spiritual foundation. "Hahaha!"
"Now my sister has hope of building a foundation." Hong Yun smiled happily and threw the golden red fire vine into the storage bag in his arms. Su Chen looked carefully and saw that there were dozens of treasures shining with extraordinary light in it. obviously. These are all Hongyun’s gains. even. Su Chen had a vague suspicion that his travelling in this carriage was also a gain for the young man from Hongyun. Along the way, Su Chen saw that the young man had inexplicably obtained more than just the one in front of him. "Red Cloud, Red Cloud." "It's really a great fortune." Su Chen said this. However, his brows were furrowed. He could see the fortune of the dynasty, the fortune of the mountains and rivers, and the fortune of all living beings, but he could not see the fortune of this young man. It was really strange. "Unless this young man's luck is not his own, but someone else's luck..." shook his head. Su Chen simply stopped thinking about it and took a nap in the carriage. soon. The earth began to shake. The carriage swayed. Even the donkey exclaimed in surprise. "Little Lord." "coming!" "People from the Lihuo tribe are here." Perhaps they were here to welcome them. After all, in a place like the Western Desert, small tribes needed to rely on large tribes and continuously pay tribute in order to prevent the large tribes from invading them. obviously. Hong Yun went to collect tribute from the Lihuo tribe. The tribe he belonged to must be an extremely powerful and large tribe. But Su Chen was wrong. "Senior, it's your turn..." Hongyun shook Su Chen until he woke up, his face full of anticipation. After he turned eighteen, he killed his evil parents with his own hands. It was as if he had awakened. Every time he went out, no matter whether it was good luck or bad luck, he would always be guided by inspiration and have a vague sense of it.
This is what happened when I found my master. now. This is even more true. The black-clothed young man in front of him, who looked about the same age as him, gave him a sense of luck that even surpassed anything he had encountered before. Today, the opportunity to overcome this disaster lies in Su Chen. In this regard. Su Chen lifted the car curtain. He saw a red sandstorm, and in the storm, a man in black, hiding his head and tail, playing a recorder, and pairs of scarlet eyes appeared in the wind and sand. They are demons, but without exception, their entire bodies are dyed black as if they had been painted with ink. Among them, the two centipedes that escaped were also among them. Obviously. These monsters were also temporarily captured by the other party to prevent their own traces from being exposed. "Ugh." "You people in the Western Desert like to use evil beasts as a cover for killing people?" Su Chen was sighing. He did not take action, but turned his head and looked at the trembling donkey demon, and couldn't help but say. "Why don't you run away? You're just waiting to be eaten." "You are just a small virtual elixir demon. The old man in the storm is a real elixir..." "I didn't tell you earlier." The donkey demon screamed in fear, turned around quickly, and ran away. moment. Hongyun's expression changed. “Real pill!” "This is bad news." Hong Yun guessed that Su Chen was powerful, but he felt that he was only at the Jindan level and there was no way he could be a match for a Zhendan. He really didn't expect it. The Lihuo tribe has now gone to such an extent in order to delay the payment of tribute that they have sent a True Dan to attack and kill the young master who has come to collect the tribute. of course.
Perhaps it is not as simple as just offering sacrifices. "My 'brothers' may not want me to return alive and continue to be the young master of the Nanli tribe..." Hongyun's face darkened. In the midst of the sandstorm, an old man in black robes laughed strangely. "A Yuanying-stage True Lord from the Nanli tribe went to the outer battlefield to seek opportunities. It has been more than ten years, and he has not returned yet. It is unknown whether he is alive or dead! Now, it is rumored that the strongest Yuanying-stage ancestor, Nanli Tian, has already gone into a state of demonic possession and died of old age while in seclusion..." "Now, the entire Nanlitian is ruled by only one patriarch in the early Nascent Soul stage, and you still want to collect tributes from our Lihuo tribe? Haha, it won't be long before the death of the Nanli ancestor is confirmed, and you can just wait to be eaten up!" The old man sneered and played the bone flute. moment. These demons became more and more violent. How could a tiny Dan-condensing demon escape? "Ruined!" "what!" "If I had known this earlier, I would have continued to be sealed. I promised that whoever rescued me would be my slave for ten years in return of my gratitude!" The donkey monster was howling and braying. That's when. Su Chen was in the carriage, staring at the young man Hong Yun, who was panicking for the first time. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally saw the fortune of this young man Hong Yun. "This is……" Su Chen frowned handsomely. His guess was right. Hong Yun had no luck at all. He was simply a weak mortal. Even his spiritual roots were of the fifth type. It was destined that he would die in misery. but. But he was very lucky. The reason for all this was something Su Chen saw on Hong Yun's body, which was... "drum!" This ancient drum is also inconspicuous and looks ordinary, but it brought Hongyun unprecedented luck, making him extremely prosperous and changing his fate. Su Chen even had to take action to protect Hong Yun's life. Somewhere. There was a feeling that told Su Chen.
Hongyun cannot die! Otherwise, this drum will appear in the world, and at that time, an indescribable terrifying existence will notice it and descend upon it. By the time. He is also in danger. “Lucky!” "Is there really a person in this world who is blessed by destiny?" Su Chen's eyes widened. Subsequently. After all, he still used a bit of immortal power, the colorful glazed jade elixir, and gently struck the human-skin drum in the rider's arms. A moment. Silent waves surged in all directions. At this moment, the control of these hundreds of demons changed hands instantly. Both the sandstorm and the demons stopped and stood still. "what happened?" “Why aren’t you moving?” The old man in black robe has not yet realized the seriousness of the problem and continues to control the bone flute, this magical weapon that he has risked his life for. soon. He realized that another master of beast slavery had taken action and was competing with him in secret. He must have been a beast slave master for at least three hundred years, just like him, and was competing with him for the control of these monsters. "Hehehe!" "How dare you challenge a beast slave master like me?" "I almost enslaved a demon comparable to the Golden Core once, how dare you fight me!" The old man in black robe sneered, arrogant and conceited. He is a real Dan! In an instant, he injected all the magic power in his body into the bone flute. The Eastern Region mainly cultivates Taoism and magical powers, while the Western Region cultivates magic weapons and life. Each has its advantages and disadvantages. Obviously, under normal circumstances, weapon cultivators are stronger. pity. What he was facing was a golden elixir! Moreover, it is a seven-colored glazed jade elixir that is unique in time. It's no use at all! He couldn't snatch even the slightest bit of control from Su Chen. "how is this possible?" "Could it be a beast slave master..."
The old man in black robe finally became frightened. but. If he wanted to escape again, it was already over. "Roar!" Hundreds of demons roared and covered him at this moment. "No!" He roared unwillingly. pity. It's useless. "What's going on here?" "Why don't these demons chase and kill them..." The donkey demon had a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face. "senior……" Hong Yun looked at Su Chen with some suspicion, wondering if Su Chen had taken action, but he did not see any signs of Su Chen taking action. “The more you practice.” "The more I feel, the vastness of the world and the vastness of the heaven and earth hide countless unknown existences." "even." "The vast immortal path seems to have become much smaller..." Su Chen is narrating. In my mind, the image of the drum is still there. (End of this chapter)