By the eighth morning, the sun in the sky had returned to one. The temperature had changed from the hot summer to the snowy winter. The seven-day cycle was a cycle, and the solar terms in this place changed very quickly.
The species in the desert will change with the changes in the celestial phenomena.
The gerbil spirit changed into seven species in these seven days. When he returned on the seventh day, he would become a mouse in the sand cave again, and all the things that happened before would be forgotten. This kind of forgetfulness was different from the previous forgetfulness. The gerbil would even forget the existence of Chen Luo.
Everything needs to be started from scratch.
"My lord, I know a big brother. He is big and he is always full."
The gerbil said beside him with a flattering look on his face.
All of this had happened before. For the gerbil, it was all new, but for Chen Luo, he had experienced similar scenes no less than ten times.
He was trapped in this place.
".Just have to wait until it rains."
Chen Luo did not listen carefully to the repetitive conversation.
He looked up at the three suns setting in the sky, and an idea came to his mind.
'Does it really rain in this place?'
No one knows the answer.
Chen Luo originally wanted to wait until it rained and then go over there to investigate those black spots. Now it seems that this place is even more weird than he expected. A desert without any trace of formations actually trapped him inside. The more than a thousand brains in the external brain could not find a way out. There were too few clues available, and he knew nothing about this place. If you use nothing to calculate nothing, you will naturally get useless clues.
'The power to summon wind and rain cannot be used.'
The breath flew back, and the method of "actively" causing rainfall also failed and was not feasible.
“It will definitely rain.”
The gerbil spirit said affirmatively that in his memory, he had witnessed a heavy rain not long ago.
Just this not long ago
When exactly is it?
“There must be something missing.”
Chen Luo took out the insect breeding bag from his sleeve, and the black poisonous insects scattered everywhere.
In the previous reincarnations, he used paper cranes, puppets, and soul flags. In the end, none of these things came back. It was unknown whether they were destroyed or lost their way. Every time, the perception would automatically disconnect when the sun rose on the seventh day.
The clues these things feed back are all the same: only desert.
A desert with no end in sight and a wasteland that you can't fly out of.
To ensure that nothing could go wrong, Chen Luo changed direction on the second seven days, but no matter how he changed, the desert would always be a desert. The black spot in the distance was always moving forward and would not get closer because of his change of position.
The swarm of insects dispersed and blended into the desert like the puppets and paper cranes before them.
We moved forward and soon disappeared.
'Star position, upper nine.'
The brain that calculated the celestial phenomena gave a feedback. Every day, Chen Luo would have new ideas, and each brain was remembering this place in its own way. Although most of them were repetitive and useless, there were always a few that were different.
The brain that calculates celestial phenomena is one of them.
Day 5.
A poisonous insect flew back.
Chen Luo stretched out his index finger and controlled the poisonous insect to land on the tip of his index finger. A picture he had never seen before appeared in his mind.
"Flying boat?!"
Chen Luo stood up quickly, spiritual energy radiated from his body, and the dust dissipated. His figure flashed, and turned into an arc and flew towards the direction of the change.
The far west is the same direction as calculated by Tianji’s brain at the beginning.
The gerbil that turned into a toad spirit looked at Chen Luo who was going away, opened its mouth and quacked loudly.
Sky.
A huge flying boat flew over from a distance.
The flying boat was extremely large, almost like a small island, with a wooden pavilion on it, surrounded by fairy mist. Before he got close to it, Chen Luo could feel the overflowing heat. The heat turned into a circular airflow, blocking the power in the desert. The complex forbidden array pattern flashed with light golden light. Two young monks with long swords on their backs stood on the edge of the flying boat, looking down at the desert below.
“No matter how many times you see the Land of Immortal Falls, it will always make you feel shocked.”
A man carrying a sword looked at the desert beneath his feet and couldn't help but sigh.
"Instead of thinking about these things, you might as well think about how to collect more sand snakes. If we fail to complete the mission, Elder Qu will not show us mercy." The slightly older man next to him replied.
Just as the two were talking, a streak of light pierced through the flying boat at lightning speed.
In an instant, the formation became bright.
The complex array patterns lit up like linear patterns, and the array patterns connected together to form a spherical light curtain, protecting the flying boat in the middle. The stream of light hit the light curtain, and only a slight sound was heard. The figure seemed to be blurred, and it went straight through the light curtain and landed steadily on the deck of the flying boat.
"careful!"
The two were startled and subconsciously drew their swords.
"Who are you?"
The two men came back to their senses and looked at the uninvited guest who suddenly broke into the flying boat with a wary look. The Immortal Falling Land is dangerous. For disciples like them who come here to do missions, the most feared thing is the variable, because any variable may bring danger.
Chen Luo glanced at the two sword cultivators in front of him who were on guard.
In the early stage of foundation building, it was unexpectedly weak.
The divine sense spread out, scanning the inside and outside of the flying boat. The interior of the flying boat was divided into thirteen layers, and dense array patterns were running in it.
There were only two living people on such a big flying boat.
The 'people' controlling the flying boats were all puppets. The puppetry in this place was so exquisite that even the puppeteer in the external brain couldn't help but become interested. This was a puppetry technique he had never come across before.
"This ship belongs to the Ancient Sword Sect. We are both outer disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect. We are here to carry out the sect's mission. I hope you can help us."
While Chen Luo was observing the flying boat, the two people opposite him were also observing Chen Luo. After the slightly older swordsman on the left swept his spiritual sense over Chen Luo, his expression instantly changed, his tone became much more respectful, and even the way he addressed him changed.
'There are 19 syllable differences and word order, but we have basically mastered communication.'
In the external brain, the brain that is proficient in language quickly fed back a message. With the brain of Changqing, Chen Luo heard clearly what the two people said from the first sight, but he could only understand it. He didn't speak just now, just organizing and learning this language.
"You just said that you are disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect?"
Chen Luo did not expect to come into contact with people from the Ancient Sword Sect so soon. The cultivation levels of these two people were very different from what he had imagined of the 'Upper Nine Sects'.
Hearing Chen Luo's question, the two sword cultivators looked at him strangely, not understanding why this senior would ask such a common sense question. But the older sword cultivator still patiently explained.
The two of them are indeed from the Ancient Sword Sect.
Outer disciple.
There are no less than 100,000 similar outer disciples in this area. They work under the name of the Ancient Sword Sect, helping the Ancient Sword Sect collect cultivation materials, refine pills, refine equipment, runes, formations, etc. As long as the Ancient Sword Sect wants it, they will come out to collect it.
The Zhang brothers were affiliated with an outer sect deacon of the Ancient Sword Sect, specializing in the task of breeding poisonous insects. This kind of outer sect disciple was like a temporary member of the sect, and it was okay to scare the casual cultivators who had never seen the world, but in front of those seniors with profound cultivation, this identity was a joke.
"My brothers and I have accepted the mission to obtain the sand snake gallbladder, and we are here to collect the spiritual materials." Zhang Shi replied cautiously.
Just now, his younger brother Zhang Chen used the talisman given to him by Elder Qu to secretly measure the cultivation level of the person in front of him.
As a result, the talisman that claimed to be able to sense the Nascent Soul ancestor was burned to ashes before it was taken out. Zhang Chen was so scared that he couldn't speak clearly. Fortunately, his brother Zhang Shi was still steady and did not reveal the secret. The people on the opposite side did not notice the brothers' little tricks.
Chen Luo nodded mysteriously.
Just at this moment, a silver light flashed.
thunderbolt!
Lightning lit up the sky and dark clouds appeared out of nowhere.
The weather had not changed for dozens of reincarnations. The moment the dark clouds appeared, a light rain began to fall. At first it was just misty rain, but soon it turned into a downpour. With the appearance of the rain, the air around became noticeably thicker, and the inexplicable atmosphere that filled the desert was washed away by the heavy rain.
"Senior, it's raining."
Seeing that Chen Luo did not move, Zhang Shi could not help but remind him.
The Land of Immortals is different from other places. People can enter and exit freely only when it rains. If they want to collect the gallbladders of the sand snakes below, they must start when it rains and finish before the rain stops, otherwise they will have to wait until the next reincarnation.
"Go ahead."
Chen Luo waved his hand.
He felt something different the moment it rained. The black spots that he could not catch up with in the air before were clearly visible the moment the rain fell. They were a row of third-level evil spirits chained in place. They were of very high quality. He had already arranged for Master Lin Feng to go down and collect the souls. If nothing unexpected happened, it would not be long before his soul flags would be replenished with a new batch of members.
Seeing that Chen Luo did not stop them, the Zhang brothers breathed a sigh of relief.
The two brothers looked at each other. The elder brother Zhang Shi stayed on the boat, while the younger brother Zhang Chen flew down, landed in the desert, and began to collect sand snakes.
There are a lot of sand snakes, and their levels are different.
The powerful sand snakes were comparable to fourth-level monsters. Chen Luo had killed one before and used the blood of the sand snake to restore his body. The Zhang brothers were only at the foundation-building stage, but they dared to hunt these sand snakes, which made Chen Luo curious.
He really wanted to know how a foundation-building cultivator would deal with a fourth-order sand snake.
From the way the sand snakes attacked him, it can be seen that these sand snakes have no brains and do not care about the identity of the person who comes. (End of this chapter)
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