In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed since they entered the wilderness. Long Junhai went to the desert alone with a hundred divine wind and blood horses to look for the tree god tribe.
Along the way, Long Junhai killed many ferocious beasts. Compared with a year ago, his strength has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Apart from traveling, Long Junhai was practicing almost every moment.
Because the power of heaven and earth in the wilderness is relatively scarce, Long Junhai has put all his energy into soul power. Now he can easily use the soul-destroying technique to kill any beast, and his own soul will not have too long of a weak period.
The speed of the Kamikaze Ferghana horse was still very fast. In less than half a year, Long Junhai found the legendary desert.
Legend has it that there is an oasis in the center of the desert, where it is spring all year round, with plenty of water and abundant food. The people there worship the tree god, and it is also called the Tree God Tribe.
Long Junhai did not enter the desert immediately. Before that, he first had to feed the divine wind horse well, and also observe the wind direction, the speed of sand movement, determine the approximate direction, and check whether his compass was valid.
These compasses were made by Long Junhai using magnetic ore. Under normal circumstances, their accuracy is relatively high. However, it is hard to say whether they will still be so accurate once entering the desert. After all, the magnetic field in the desert is likely to change, so it doesn't hurt to make more preparations.
After checking everything again, Long Junhai entered the desert at noon on the fourth day, because according to his observations over the past few days, the wind was relatively weak only at noon.
Among the one hundred horses, ten horses did not carry anything. They were there to respond to emergencies and replace horses that were injured or died of exhaustion. Among the remaining horses, fifty horses carried fodder, thirty horses carried water, and ten horses carried food. This was a relatively reasonable combination.
In order to prevent the horses from getting separated, Long Junhai tied each horse together with a rope, and he himself was responsible for leading the team.
In this way, they walked in the desert for another month. Long Junhai would check the compass every once in a while to see if it was deviated or out of order. Fortunately, no major accidents occurred.
However, the rate at which food and water were consumed was very high. Even though he had been very frugal, the horses still had to drink water. Hundreds of Kamikaze and Arabian horses had already drunk up most of the water!
In desperation, Ma Yifan could only choose to abandon those exhausted horses. After all, this is a desert, and there is no such thing as cruelty. In order to survive, he must do this.
It was also from this time that the climate of the desert underwent major changes. Strong winds blew for most of the day, and sandstorms made it difficult to move. If you stood still, you would soon be buried in the yellow sand!
In addition, what Long Junhai had been worried about happened. His compass suddenly became useless. That is to say, from this moment on, he would completely lose his direction, and he could only judge the future path by himself.
However, Long Junhai was not too pessimistic. He knew that the worse the environment was, the faster he would get to his destination, because only when the climate changes would a desert oasis appear. As long as he got through this sandstorm, he should be able to find the Shenshu Tribe!
Along the way, Long Junhai tried to absorb the power of heaven and earth, but to his disappointment, he did not absorb any water-attributed power since entering the desert. This desert was a complete desert, without any living creatures, no grass or trees, and it was dead silent!
Normally, there would be at least some small reptiles or cacti in the desert, but it is bare here, and there is even less after a sandstorm!
Long Junhai is now almost constantly absorbing the power of the wind, the power of the yellow sand, and the power of the sun, and injecting all of this power into the few remaining horses, hoping to save them more energy and make them move faster, but the effect is not very obvious, after all, these horses are too tired!
Another half a month passed, and Long Junhai was no longer sure whether his current direction was correct. At first, he could use the sunlight to find the direction, but in recent days, the wind and sand have become stronger and stronger, basically covering the sky and the sun. He could not see the sun at all, and had to grope forward completely by feeling.
There are only more than 20 horses left now. There is not much grass left, and the water source is pitifully scarce. If they cannot get out for another ten days, I am afraid that none of these horses will survive!
But it seemed as if God was playing a joke on Long Junhai. The sandstorm showed no sign of stopping. Now there was basically no difference between day and night. If he continued walking like a headless fly, he would end up dying of exhaustion in the desert!
There were only three horses left following Long Junhai, and they were all exhausted. They had not eaten for three days. Even if they were provided with more energy from heaven and earth, they could hardly resist hunger!
Although the power of heaven and earth is magical, it is not omnipotent, at least not for these horses. It is not as beneficial as grass because their bodies have not evolved to the point where they can only absorb the power of heaven and earth.
In desperation, Long Junhai gave up the horse behind him, carried water and food on his back, and walked forward with difficulty.
In fact, for Long Junhai, the biggest problem these days is not food and water, but the inability to sleep!
From the moment the sandstorm appeared, Long Junhai has been sleepless until now. If he relaxes a little, he will be buried by the yellow sand, so he can only stay awake.
Long Junhai's mental strength is very strong now, but no matter how strong his mental strength is, he still needs to sleep! Even if it is not his limit now, he must find a way to leave this desert as soon as possible, otherwise he may die in it!
This desert is much larger than Long Junhai had imagined. He has been running wildly with the help of the wind recently, and he has traveled at least ten thousand miles, but he still hasn't left this place. Is it really possible that he can't get out?
Now Long Junhai could no longer remember how many days he had walked. All the food and water he brought with him were used up, and he was relying entirely on his mental strength and the power of heaven and earth around him to survive.
Sometimes, God always gives you new hope when you are about to collapse and despair. This is the case with Long Junhai. When he was about to give up, the sandstorm finally stopped and he saw an oasis. He even thought it was a complete illusion!
However, when Long Junhai touched the emerald green plants with his hands and felt the long-desired water power, he knew it was true!
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