In the sky, the poisonous sun hung high, scorching the earth mercilessly, pouring endless heat waves down, making the air distorted and illusory.
The corpse of the "Desert Dragon" was half-hidden in the sand. Its jagged skeleton glowed palely under the scorching sun, like a mysterious monument from ancient times. The outline of this corpse was looming in the steaming heat, but it exuded an irresistible attraction. Li Yang's eyes were firmly attracted to this corpse, which was a kind of shock and awe derived from the instinct of life. In this dead desert, this huge corpse seems to be a mysterious code left by the God of the Desert, hiding a powerful power that can subvert his cognition.
"As expected of the Dragon of the Desert, the fifth level of the Martial Spirit has made it so difficult for me to kill. It's worth understanding."
When he reached out and touched the rough and hard keel, an ancient and powerful breath rushed to his face, followed his fingertips, and spread throughout his body in an instant, making his already dry meridians faintly tremble.
Li Yang slowly closed his eyes, abandoned distracting thoughts, and immersed himself in this mysterious atmosphere. His consciousness gradually became empty, as if he had traveled through the tunnel of time and space, returning to the era when the "Desert Dragon" was still galloping in this desert. He saw the huge figure shuttle freely among the sand waves, each movement bringing up a storm of dust that covered the sky; its scales shone with a cold metallic luster in the sun, indestructible; its eyes were like burning The fireball reveals endless majesty and domineering power. Behind these shocking scenes, Li Yang keenly captured a unique rhythm, which is the natural law followed by the "Dragon of the Desert" to survive, fight, and rule in this harsh environment. It is a kind of fusion. The perfect balance of strength, speed, skill and deep understanding of the desert.
As his understanding of this rhythm deepened, Li Yang's body began to make some strange movements involuntarily. His feet slid gently on the sand, seemingly slow but containing some indescribable rhythm. Each step accurately avoided the soft sand under his feet, and the power was evenly distributed on the solid sand. This allowed him to maintain a wonderful stability on this quicksand. His hands were like agile snakes, meandering in the air, sometimes clenching fists, sometimes stretching. Each wave brought up a small stream of air, sucking the surrounding sand and dust into his palms, forming small vortexes.
In this state of selflessness, a warm current surged in Li Yang's body, like a clear spring suddenly pouring into a dry river, nourishing his exhausted body and dry meridians. This warm current gradually gathered and turned into a surging force, rushing around in his body. He felt that his muscles became tighter and stronger, and his bones made crisp sounds, as if they were undergoing a reshaping.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, like lightning flashing across the night sky. At this moment, he was exuding a brand new aura, the aura of his own unique desert martial arts. His figure flashed and disappeared from the spot in an instant, and the next moment he appeared on the sand dunes several feet away. His movements were light and smooth, like a ghost in the desert, leaving a series of blurry afterimages on the sand.
Li Yang took a deep breath and felt the powerful and unfamiliar power in his body. He knew that he had been reborn and gained a brand new ability. He looked at the rolling sand dunes in the distance, feeling a surge of pride and ambition in his heart. This desert that once made him almost despair has now become a stage for him to show his strength.
He decided to further perfect and refine the desert martial arts he had learned. So he began to run through the desert, crossing the sand dunes at extremely fast speeds. Every time he puts his foot down, he can control the force precisely so that the sand under his feet only ripples slightly without sinking into it. He kept waving his hands in the air, punching, or slashing with his palms. Each attack brought up a strong air current, rolling the surrounding sand into sand pillars and shooting them into the distance.
After sprinting with all his strength, Li Yang suddenly stopped and punched the ground fiercely. There was a loud "boom", and the ground shook violently. With his fist as the center, circles of sand waves spread out in all directions, forming a huge sand pit. The sand in the bunker seemed to be compressed by an invisible force and became as hard as stone. Li Yang looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction. He knew that his control over desert martial arts had taken another step forward.
However, Li Yang was not satisfied with this. He knows that there are countless dangers and challenges hidden in this desert. Only by constantly breaking through yourself can you truly become the master of the desert. So, he began to look for stronger opponents to test his strength.
Deep in the desert, there is a group of sand thieves who have been entrenched all year round. These sand bandits are ferocious in nature and do many evil things. They rely on their familiarity with the desert terrain and superb riding skills to run rampant in this area. After Li Yang learned of their existence, he decided to challenge them.
When Li Yang appeared in front of the sand pirate camp, it caused quite a commotion. The sand pirates looked at this young man who was alone and in ragged clothes, with disdain and ridicule in their eyes. However, Li Yang was not afraid. His eyes were firm and calm, as if what was in front of him was not a group of vicious sand thieves, but a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
The sand pirates roared, drew their weapons, and rushed towards Li Yang. Li Yang snorted coldly, and with a flash of his body, he rushed into the enemy group. His movements were as fast as lightning, and the sand pirates felt their eyes blurred, and several of their companions fell to the ground. Each of Li Yang's attacks contained powerful desert power. The roaring wind of his fist could knock the sand pirate several feet away, or the heavy shadow of his palm could directly shatter the sand pirate's weapon into pieces.
During the battle, Li Yang skillfully used the desert terrain and environment to create advantages for himself. He stirred up the surrounding sand and dust, forming sandstorms that obscured the sight of the sand pirates and plunged them into chaos. And he shuttled freely in the sandstorm, like a fish in water, launching fatal attacks on the sand pirates.
After a fierce battle, the sand pirates died in the desert one after another.
"Shou Tong probably attracted a lot of people, and these sand bandits came into being."
In the sky, the sun was like fire, and its blazing light poured down without reservation, baking the sand to a boil. The air also became distorted and illusory under the influence of high temperature, as if the whole world was trembling in a heat wave. .
Li Yang's face was tanned and shiny by the scorching sun, and sweat kept sliding down his forehead and cheeks like a stream, dripping on the sand at his feet. In an instant, he was greedily swallowed by the dry sand, leaving only a circle. There was a faint trace of wetness, which disappeared in the blink of an eye.
He looked at his surroundings and knew what was going on. He followed his gaze but couldn't help but look in one direction
Ever since he realized the unique desert martial arts from the corpse of the Desert Dragon, Li Yang felt that he had established a subtle and mysterious connection with the desert. He could feel the subtle rhythms hidden in the desert, which were the trembling of sand grains under the hot wind, the changes of sand dunes over the years, and the pulse of life hidden deep in this desert. With this unique perception, he learned that in the core area of the desert, there was a legendary desert spiritual fruit growing. It was a treasure with magical power that could greatly improve a warrior's skill and realm. An existence that countless people dream of but are out of reach.
With the desire for powerful power and the yearning for the pinnacle of martial arts, Li Yang resolutely embarked on a journey to find the desert spiritual fruit. His steps were firm and powerful. Every step he took could accurately hit the solidest part of the sand, as if he was integrated with the desert. As he went deeper, the desert environment became increasingly harsh, the sand dunes became taller and steeper, and the waves of sand rose one after another, like hills that could collapse at any time. The sound of the howling wind became more and more harsh, as if it was the roar of a demon, trying to stop his progress.
However, Li Yang was not intimidated by these difficulties. He used the desert martial arts he had learned to jump between the sand dunes with a vigorous posture. His movements were light and smooth, like an agile sand fox, leaving a series of vague footprints on the sand. Sometimes, he would take advantage of the slope of the dune to slide down quickly, using the resistance of the sand to skillfully control his speed and direction; sometimes, he would jump high on the top of the dune, facing the strong wind, and overlooking the vast expanse below. sea of sand, looking for a way forward.
In the process of moving forward, Li Yang encountered various dangers in the desert from time to time. Another group of sand thieves stared at him. They rode strong camels, held sharp weapons, and with greedy light shining in their eyes, they rushed toward Li Yang like evil wolves.
Li Yang narrowed his eyes and stopped calmly, standing firmly on the sand with his feet, as if he was integrated with the desert. When the sand bandits approached, he flashed and disappeared in an instant. The next moment, he appeared behind the group of sand bandits. His hands danced quickly, bringing up a strong air current, rolling the surrounding sand into sharp sand cones, and shooting them towards the sand bandits. The sand pirates screamed in horror and waved their weapons to resist, but the sand cones seemed to be alive, bypassing their weapons and accurately hitting their bodies. In an instant, the sand bandits fell on their backs, screamed repeatedly, and fled in a short while.
After solving the threat of sand bandits, Li Yang continued to move forward. As he got closer to the heart of the desert, water became scarcer and the heat became more unbearable. His lips were chapped and peeled, and his throat was as dry as smoke, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted. He knew that as long as he found the desert spiritual fruit, all the efforts would be worth it.
Finally, after a long and arduous journey, Li Yang felt a powerful and mysterious aura. There was a burst of excitement in his heart, knowing that he was not far from the Desert Spirit Fruit. Following the guidance of this breath, he carefully walked through a steep sand dune and came to a hidden valley.
The valley is filled with a faint golden light, which is soft and warm, making people feel as if they are in a fairyland. In the center of the light, there is a strange plant growing, which is the legendary Desert Spirit Fruit. Its branches are like crystal clear crystals, shining with colorful light, and the leaves are like pieces of green emerald, exuding a fresh breath. On the branch, hung a fist-sized fruit, bright red all over, like a burning ruby, exuding an alluring luster and powerful energy fluctuations.
Li Yang took a deep breath, calmed down his excitement, and then quickly picked off the spirit fruit and swallowed it into his belly for refining.
After digestion was completed, the aura on his body suddenly became stronger!
"This desert martial arts is really useful. Maybe I should use it to find the first copper mine."
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Li Yang's eyes were filled with brilliance and his heart was moving as he walked towards another part of the desert.
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Deep in the hot and vast desert, endless sand dunes undulate, like golden waves rising when the earth is sleeping. The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, pouring out its rays without reservation, and slamming the scalding temperature onto this desolate land, causing the air to become distorted and scalding, as if a transparent heat wave is spreading over the sand. Dancing on the ground and in the sky.
In this seemingly lifeless desert, there is a mysterious first copper mine hidden. Viewed from a distance, it looks like a unique birthmark on the face of a desert giant, in sharp contrast to the monotonous yellow sand around it. As you get closer, you can see the copper ore exposed on the surface, showing a deep and charming blue-green color, shining with the unique luster of metal under the sunlight, like pieces of treasure fragments forgotten by the years. Quietly telling the ancient and mysterious past of this land.
The scale of this first copper mine is not grand, but it has a unique charm. The veins zigzag between the rocks, like a giant dragon sleeping underground, with part of its body occasionally exposed to the surface, demonstrating its majestic and heavy power. The surface of the ore is covered with traces of time. Some places are as smooth as a mirror, which is the result of long-term polishing by wind and sand; other places are rugged, like the marks left by the struggle of the earth when it gave birth to these treasures.
Around the copper mine, due to the unique effects of minerals, some strange plants that have adapted to the harsh environment grow. Their leaves show a light copper-green color that contrasts with the surrounding minerals, as if they were a color combination carefully prepared by nature. The roots of these plants penetrate deeply into the ground, tenaciously absorbing nutrients and water from the barren sandy soil, blooming with the tenacity and tenacity of life in this barren desert.
When the breeze blows gently, the fine sand around the copper mine will make a slight "rustling" sound, as if the desert is whispering, telling people those stories that have been dusted by time. Occasionally, one or two loose pieces of small ore will fall off from the veins and roll down the sand dunes, leaving a shallow trace on the sand. While breaking the silence, it also makes people feel the copper mine. of vitality and vitality.
“It’s really not easy to find the Shoudong Mine.”
An evil voice sounded, and a man with long hair and black robe appeared near the copper mine, looking at the copper mine in front of him with a smile. (End of chapter)