The moment the Heavenly Dao Stele merged into Long Junhai's body, he felt that a huge space was opened up in his mind, which was similar to the space in this cave, but it looked more magnificent and sacred!
At the same time, the cave outside immediately collapsed and fell apart, as if the world was coming to an end. Before Long Junhai could react to what was happening, he felt dizzy again. He was wrapped in a beam of light and teleported away from there!
When Long Junhai woke up, he suddenly heard a heart-wrenching cry in his ears, which sounded very familiar!
"Damn old Qingxuan! It would be fine if you died! Why didn't you leave me any treasure? Damn old Minghai! Why did you have to be buried with me? Without you, what will I drink in the future? How will I wash my face in the future? Where will I take a shower in the future? Wahhhh..."
Fat-headed Kun cried like an abandoned child. Only then did Long Junhai realize that the lake and towering trees had disappeared, leaving only an enormous sand pit. Everything seemed like a dream!
"Fat Head Kun, don't be sad. Qingxuan and Minghai have completed their missions. They are not dead, they just changed their way of survival. One day in the future, you will meet again."
Long Junhai seemed very confident, because a small puddle and a small sapling appeared in his consciousness space, which should be the essence of Minghai and Qingxuan!
Fathead Kun was visibly stunned when he heard Long Junhai's words. He immediately wiped his tears and asked, "Not dead? Damn it! I've been sad and crying for so long in vain! Why didn't you say so earlier? Oh, by the way, what do you mean by changing your way of life?"
"Haha, changing the way of living means changing the place. There is endless yellow sand here. Don't you want to see the world outside?" Long Junhai asked with a smile.
Fat Head Kun blinked his eyes. He really had not thought about this problem. He had run into the desert several times, but the place was too big, and the sand tasted terrible. There was no place to take a bath, and his skin was wrinkled from the sun. It was not fun at all!
"Master, what is there in the outside world? It's just a pile of yellow sand. What's so good about it?" Fat Head Kun asked in confusion.
Long Junhai smiled and said mysteriously, "Have you ever seen birds flying in the sky? Have you ever seen big fish swimming in the water? Have you ever been to a prosperous city? Have you ever tasted delicious delicacies from the mountains and the sea? In the land beyond the yellow sand, there are things you have never seen before!"
"Impossible! What haven't I seen? I've lived for so many years, is there anything I haven't seen?"
Fathead Kun felt a little guilty. He had indeed experienced countless years of history and civilization, but at that time he was still a small fish and had not opened his spiritual intelligence at all. Even now, he forgot very quickly. Basically, all fish have a short memory. It was not easy for him to remember that Long Junhai was his master!
"Fat-head Kun, even if you have seen the outside world, do you still want to stay in this desert? If you want to stay, I won't stop you. I am leaving here anyway." Long Junhai said with a smile.
Hearing this, Fat Head Kun's eyes rolled around, and he immediately said with a smile: "No! You are my master! I must follow you loyally! Just take me with you!"
Fat Head Kun is most afraid of loneliness and is unwilling to stay here alone. However, his brain is not very good and he cannot get out of the desert at all, so he wants Long Junhai to take him away.
"In that case, let's go straight ahead from this direction."
Long Junhai jumped directly onto the big head of Fat Head Kun. The other party was much faster than him and should be able to leave the desert soon.
The fat-headed Kun flapped its fins and shook its tail, and a large amount of pure wind-attribute power enveloped its entire body. The next moment, it flew away into the distance like the wind.
Long Junhai originally wanted to quietly explore the treasure house in his consciousness space, but the chatterbox Fat Head Kun kept nagging all the way, keeping him busy for a moment. In the end, he could only chat with him so that time could pass faster.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and a black storm that covered the sky blocked the way of Long Junhai and his companions.
"Master, the wind is too strong! It's pitch black all around, I can't tell the direction at all!"
In the past, Fat Head Kun was always blocked by this kind of black storm, because his own flight relied on wind power, so it was easy to get lost in this directionless chaotic black storm.
Long Junhai jumped down from Fat Head Kun's head, carefully identified the direction, and then said very seriously: "If you want to survive this black storm, you'd better shut your mouth first. Saving a little saliva may save your life!"
"Hehe, master, you underestimate me! Even if I don't drink water for ten or eight years, I won't die! But that feeling is really too uncomfortable!" Fat Head Kun said with a smile.
Long Junhai was helpless against this monster with tenacious vitality. He identified the direction of the black storm. If he wanted to return to the wilderness, he had to pass through the center of the storm!
I don’t know if it’s because of the disappearance of the Qingxuan Holy Tree and the Minghai Blood River, but the current black storm has become countless times stronger than when Long Junhai first arrived. Can he and Fat Head Kun really withstand it?
"Fat Head Kun, are you sure you can take me through the center of the black storm?" Long Junhai suddenly asked cautiously.
"What's so difficult about this? I, Fat Head Kun, can swallow the wind, the rain, and the sand! There is nothing in the sky and on the earth that I can't eat! Even if I reach the center of the black storm..."
Before Fat Head Kun could finish his words, Long Junhai said with a gloomy face, "I'm just asking if you can pass! If you say another word of nonsense, I'll cut off your tongue!"
Hearing this, Fat Head Kun quickly covered his mouth and dared not say a word.
"Speak! Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Long Junhai asked again with raised eyebrows.
"Master, I'm afraid you'll cut off my tongue. You know my personality well. If I don't talk nonsense, I'll feel uncomfortable all over!"
Long Junhai was speechless. He waited until the other party finished talking before saying, "The black storm in the desert is now countless times stronger than when I arrived! I'm afraid of encountering another accident, so you must answer me honestly!"
Fat Head Kun nodded vigorously, then said nervously, "Normally, I can swallow any storm in one gulp! But the storm here is so huge! I can't swallow it even if I want to! So... don't count on me."
Fat Head Kun smiled awkwardly, then quickly said, "Master, I am still an underage fish. Please wait for me for another 18 million years. By then, I will be able to swallow the heavens, the earth, and the universe!"
Long Junhai snorted coldly: "No need to wait, I don't think I will be able to wait in this lifetime!"
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