The vast expanse of black sand stretched as far as the eye could see. Sandstorms would periodically form within this black sand. Crossing the vast expanse of black sand was impossible in this area.
When the black sand hits a mortal, a grain of sand can kill the mortal.
People at the Foundation Establishment Stage and Golden Core Stage cannot escape from the vast black sand even if they use all their true energy.
Once a sandstorm comes, even the Nascent Soul Realm cannot withstand it.
This piece of black sand cuts off the connection between the Western Region and the other three regions.
But those who can walk out of here or enter here are all ruthless people.
In the three regions, wanted criminals who are being hunted will take the risk to pass through here. As long as they enter the Western Region, those enemies will not enter.
Of course, whether you can cross the black sand depends on whether you are lucky enough.
Beyond the black sand, there is a boundary marker.
The boundary marker is more than 30 meters high. I don’t know what kind of stone it is, but it is immortal even if it is blown by the wind.
Next to the stone, there is a tea stall.
The tea stall was tattered, with a few porcelain bowls on the table. An elderly woman was boiling water. This woman was at the Jindan realm, and she had been setting up shop here for years.
This woman who set up a stall at the Western Region boundary marker also has a story.
In the distance, a fat man was walking over. He was covered in blood and his legs were weak. When he saw the boundary marker, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm finally here."
"Fuck you, I'll let you hunt me down."
"Come to the Western Regions if you have the guts!"
The fat man is a half-demon from the Northern Territory, named Xiong Tong.
When Xiong Tong saw the tea stall, he seemed to know the rules of the tea stall.
"How much is a bowl of tea?"
Xiong Tong looks fierce, but he is very well-behaved.
The old man raised his head and said calmly, "100,000 spirit stones."
"Can it be cheaper?"
Xiong Tong was a little worried. The Western Regions lacked spiritual energy, so if he wanted to cultivate, he had to plunder spirit stones. In the Western Regions, spirit stones were the foundation. Of course, you could choose to cultivate magic, but after cultivating magic, you would never be able to cultivate the gods.
"cannot!"
The old woman raised her head. This was the rule, the rule for entering the Western Regions.
"well!"
Xiong Tong sat down, took out a storage bag and put it on the table.
“Give me a cup of tea!”
"Also, sandstorms often occur, and I need a route."
For a cup of tea, you can buy a route, and this route can allow people to enter the Western Regions with a high probability.
That’s the purpose of a tea stall.
A ray of hope, the tea stall.
I brought some tea and tossed Xiong Tong a piece of paper. It had a route written on it, and also indicated how often sandstorms would form.
"Thank you!"
Xiong Tong nodded, and the old woman continued to boil water. Xiong Tong drank the tea, and his injuries slowly recovered.
At this moment, a light flashed in the sky.
"Teleportation array!"
Xiong Tong became nervous, fearing that it was an enemy from the Southern Region coming to hunt him down.
"Eastern Region, from the Liuli Sect."
The old woman raised her head and took the initiative to say something to make Xiong Tong relax. However, the old woman still looked up at the teleportation array and couldn't help muttering, "Can I activate the teleportation array and come to the Western Region?"
"Where is the best place to go?"
As the old woman said this, three figures appeared.
A short-haired boy with a baby sitting on his shoulders. A handsome man stood cross-legged, looking around.
Two teenagers with a child.
This made the old woman blink her eyes, a little confused.
Xiong Tong also looked at the three people and then looked away.
Xiong Tong didn't want to cause trouble, so he wanted to recover, enter the Western Regions, and avoid being hunted down.
“Is this the boundary marker?”
“Why is there a tea stall?”
Ye Tian looked at it in confusion. This was a shabby place. Selling tea here would definitely cost him a lot of money.
"The Yixian Shengji Tea Stall, the owner used to be from Tianji Pavilion."
Yun Yi led the group down and said to the woman, "Senior Huangfu."
This old woman used to work in Tianji Pavilion and her name was Huangfu Jing.
Huangfu Jing also looked at Yun Yi and said directly: "I'm not a senior, I just sell tea."
"Would you like some tea?"
"Do you want it?"
Yun Yi looked back at Ye Tian. Ye Tian blinked and looked at the tea stall again, a little uncertainly: "Do you want some tea?"
"Dad, a drink is fine."
Ye Dami opened his mouth, feeling a little thirsty.
"Then drink!"
"Three cups of tea!"
Since Yun Yi knew him anyway, Ye Tian became generous.
“300,000 spirit stones!”
"How many?"
The mighty Dragon King was stunned by the three cups of tea. Ye Dami also widened his eyes. Isn’t this tea too expensive?
"A black shop, right?"
Ye Tian looked at Yun Yi again. Yun Yi felt embarrassed and quickly explained, "This is the price of the Life-Proof Tea. The tea itself is not important. There will be a route crossing the black sand inside."
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