The white fog blocked his spiritual consciousness, and Ran Changle did not dare to fly around, so he stopped in the air.
Thinking about her current situation, she directly took Ling An's hand from behind her, and explained for fear that he would misunderstand: "Your consciousness is limited now, your eyes can't see far, and you are injured..."
Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Ling An: "I know."
His voice was very soft and the two of them were standing very close to each other, so Ran Changle could only hear it vaguely.
Where she couldn't see, Ling An's face turned red and his heart beat faster.
The Lingjian Sect is composed entirely of sword cultivators, and there are very few women. It was the first time for him to be so close to a woman, and it was also the first time for a woman to hold his hand. He didn't know how to deal with such a situation for a moment, and could only lower his head in silence to calm his rapid heartbeat and not let Ran Changle notice.
Ran Changle didn't know what Ling An was thinking. She just felt that he was injured, and in this situation where she couldn't see or feel anything, it was safest to hold his hand. She didn't have any ambiguous thoughts at all.
After a while, the white mist dissipated, and what appeared before them was endless yellow sand, with the scorching sun above their heads.
The others had disappeared, leaving only Ran Changle and Ling An suspended in the air.
Ran Changle scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, and after making sure it was safe, he controlled the bone sword to fall to the ground, released Ling An's hand, and put away the bone sword.
She had just felt that the spiritual energy here was extremely thin, and the spiritual power consumed by flying the sword was far greater than the spiritual power absorbed by the body.
That's why he landed on the ground to minimize the consumption of spiritual energy.
After letting go of his hand, Ling An's disappointment was suppressed before it even rose, because he also felt the specialness of this place. The scarcity of spiritual power was a fatal blow to him.
His external injuries have all healed thanks to the effects of the elixir, but his internal injuries are still very serious.
All kinds of chaotic spiritual power were running around in his body, destroying his internal organs. He needed to absorb spiritual power from the outside to heal his wounds, but the spiritual energy here was so thin, which meant that his injuries would not only not heal, but would worsen.
In such an unknown place, my physical condition is just a burden.
He was filled with bitterness, but pretended to be calm and said, "Junior Sister Ran, I'm going to find my fellow disciples. Let's part ways now."
How could Ran Changle not know what he was thinking? He was pretending to be looking for a fellow disciple, but his real intention was not to drag him down.
She patted Ling An's shoulder and said, "There's no one around here, and we don't know what dangers are lurking. It will be much safer if we go together."
Seeing that Ran Changle would not let him leave alone, Ling An had to tell the truth: "I am injured. I will only be a burden to you if I stay here. Please leave me alone."
"Brother Ling, I won't leave you alone."
Ran Changle said seriously.
She has her own code of conduct. Lingxiao Sect and Lingjian Sect have always been on good terms. She will not watch Ling An die. Moreover, she has just entered this place and has plenty of pills.
Thinking about it, she took out a bottle of soul-replenishing pills and handed it to Ling An, saying, "There are dangers at any time in unfamiliar places. You should recover from your injuries as soon as possible. If the soul-replenishing pills are not enough, I have more here."
Ling An didn't take it, and paused before saying, "I can't take these pills..."
While he was talking, Ran Changle stuffed the Buling Pill directly into his mouth and said impatiently, "I told you to use it, so you use it. Why are you so hesitant?"
The pill melted in his mouth and Ling An couldn't vomit it out. In order not to waste the pill, he quickly sat down to meditate and use the spiritual power to heal his wounds.
Ran Changle placed a protective array next to him, and then went to check around.
Looking around, there is nothing but yellow sand, no green at all, let alone any life.
If you walk too slowly, you won't be able to see very far.
Ran Changle checked her storage ring and found that there were enough pills. She summoned her bone sword and flew into the sky.
In an unfamiliar place, flying too conspicuously in the air will undoubtedly make you a target.
However, this provides a wide field of vision and allows for quick direction identification.
Ran Changle flew in a certain direction until she could no longer sense Ling An in her consciousness. Then she returned and continued exploring in another direction.
After going back and forth several times, she vaguely sensed something different in the south, so she flew back and waited until Ling An recovered from his injury before going again.
Two days later.
Ling An's injuries had basically healed, and the two of them headed south.
It only takes half a day to fly with a sword, but the two of them walked for a full ten days before reaching the place where Ran Changle had arrived when she flew with a sword. It was still far away from the place she sensed with her spiritual sense, and it would take at least two more days to walk.
Fortunately, on the second day, a man appeared in Ran Changle's consciousness. He had handsome features and was dressed in white. Even in the yellow sand, he looked extraordinary.
It was Shen Wanjin.
And the direction he was heading was exactly the direction they were heading.
“No way!”
She cried out in grief and anger.
In the past few days, Ran Changle has been calm, optimistic, and positive. He has never heard her speak in this tone before. Ling An asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"We may be going in the wrong direction."
Ran Changle said heavily.
What she said made sense. Shen Wanjin was an expert in treasure hunting. If he walked in this direction, the treasure or the exit must be in this direction.
And they have been going in the opposite direction these two days. The direction is not just wrong, but extremely wrong. If they had not met Shen Wanjin, they would probably never find the treasure or the exit.
Ran Changle simply sat down on the ground and said, "Let's wait here."
Then, she patted the place next to her and said, "You sit down too, take a rest, and wait for someone."
Waiting for someone? Who?
Ling An's cultivation level is lower than Ran Changle's, and the range of his spiritual awareness is not as wide as Ran Changle's.
There was nothing within the range of his spiritual awareness, so he didn’t see Shen Wanjin.
However, in the past few days, he has already known that Ran Changle's actual cultivation level is higher than his, and he has also become accustomed to listening to Ran Changle, so he sat down without saying anything.
When Ran Changle discovered Shen Wanjin, Shen Wanjin also discovered her.
He summoned a spirit boat and flew towards Ran Changle.
When he got there, he put away his spirit boat, landed on the ground and called out, "Chang Le, long time no see."
Ran Changle stood up and saluted, "Brother Shen."
Seeing Ling An's expression of not recognizing him, she hurriedly introduced him: "This is the eldest son of the Shen family, the richest family in Tianquan Realm, Shen Wanjin."
"The... the richest man? ... the richest man!"
Ling An exclaimed in surprise, then stared at Shen Wanjin carefully.
The word "rich" has never been associated with Lingjian Sect.
Not to mention the richest man, he has never even seen anyone rich, so he has to take a closer look.
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