A month later, Fang Qingyuan was in the eighth tribe, looking at the black sandstorm roaring outside, and fell into deep thought.
The dry sheep caravan arrived here, but was blocked by a sudden black sand magnetic storm.
In the Desert of Death, black sand magnetic storms are non-stop all year round. Sometimes the wind is lighter, and people and animals can brave the wind, but sometimes the wind is strong, and they can only find a place to take shelter.
In the face of such a powerful force of natural disasters, Qi Refining monks, like those mortals, can only look forward and sigh. If you want to travel in a storm, perhaps only Golden elixir monks and above can do it.
Fang Qingyuan has been here for more than ten days. In other words, he is trapped here.
After observing the wind situation today, Fang Qingyuan turned around and returned to his tent. He was going to cook a pot of special camel hump meat to taste the local delicacies.
Since you can't leave, just stay calm. Sooner or later, the wind and sand will disappear. Before that, just do whatever you need to do.
After a pot of hump meat was cooked, Yin Bao poked his head out from the door of the tent and leaned in. Staring at the pot of hump meat, his mouth watered.
These days, Yinbao has no fresh pigs and fish to eat, and can only eat some dried fish. Now that he sees the fragrant stew, he can't help himself.
When Fang Qingyuan saw Yinbao approaching, he quickly said loudly
"Stop squeezing, you are about to hold the tent door open, go out first, I will leave some for you. ”
But the food comes first, Yinbao is not afraid of Fang Qingyuan beating him anymore. It is worth receiving a few slaps from Fang Qingyuan for the delicious food.
In the end, Fang Qingyuan looked at the deformed tent and felt helpless. And the most important thing was that Fang Qingyuan only ate one bowl of such a pot of hump meat, and the rest went into Yinbao's belly.
After Yinbao finished eating, he ran out with satisfaction and returned to his place. Fang Qingyuan was the only one left to wash pots and dishes.
After cleaning up, Fang Qingyuan wanted to go into the Immortal Mansion to have a look, but then he sensed someone coming at the door.
"Come in, the door is broken."
After Fang Qingyuan finished speaking, he saw Bao Rensheng walking in, and Bao Rensheng said curiously
"It was fine last time I came here. What's going on?"
Fang Qingyuan twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, changing the subject.
"Guarantee, I'm here this time, but there is good news." ”
The caravan has been trapped here for many days. Every day, people in the caravan go to the sandstorm to observe the wind direction. Fang Qingyuan hopes to hear good news this time.
However, Bao Rensheng shook his head and said
"We still can't go together with Sandstorm. It seems we have to wait for a while. I came here this time because I have a good thing I want to share with fellow Taoist Fang. ”
When Fang Qingyuan heard what Bao Rensheng said, his heart suddenly jumped and he asked calmly
“What a good thing is that?”
Bao Rensheng chuckled, Mysterious Way
“Does Fellow Daoist Fang know about the black wind?"Spirit fish"
Hearing this, Fang Qingyuan had already made some guesses, but he just shook his head and pretended not to know, so Bao Rensheng did not doubt that he was there and directly told the whole story
"This The power of the black sand magnetic storm is astonishing, and ordinary monks cannot survive it for long. However, nature is full of wonders. In such a dangerous place, there are still creatures surviving, and they only appear in the wildest places of the storm.
The black wind spirit fish are first-order high-grade spiritual objects. They soar in the black sand magnetic storm, and each one is worth thousands of first-order spiritual stones.
The men sent by our caravan to observe the storm in the past few days actually found traces of a group of black wind spirit fish, so I would like to ask fellow Taoists to take action together to capture these spirit fish and make a fortune together. Windfall. "
After Bao Rensheng finished speaking, he stared at Fang Qingyuan, and Fang Qingyuan hesitated for a moment before refusing with difficulty
"Although Lingyu is good, this is too much. It's dangerous. This is my first time out. I just want to earn some spiritual stones safely. I'd better not participate in this kind of thing. "
Hearing Fang Qingyuan's refusal, Bao Rensheng immediately said with a smile
"It doesn't matter, since Fang Daoyou is unwilling, I will find other people. I originally thought Fang Daoyou was a beast master. The disciples are very eager to capture the spiritual beasts, but now it seems that I was abrupt. "
The matter was not settled, and Bao Rensheng had no intention of staying any longer. After sending him away, Fang Qingyuan simply repaired the broken tent door, then closed his eyes and meditated.
After a moment, Fang Qingyuan felt a faint sense of consciousness receding, and then he opened his eyes, with a cold look on his face.
No matter whether the capture of the Black Wind Spirit Fish was true or not, Fang Qingyuan did not care. As he prepared to participate, he and Bao Rensheng were not familiar with each other. With such benefits in front of him, he did not dare to be tempted.
Fang Qingyuan's purpose from beginning to end was very clear, which was to run the trade route safely and accumulate some money. Experience and earning some spirit stones are enough.
He doesn’t believe in other pie-in-the-sky things. When going out, it is wise to be cautious and restrain your greed. < /p>
After thinking about what he had done before, Fang Qingyuan continued to meditate with his eyes closed and began today's practice.
It had been five days since Fang Qingyuan saw Bao Rensheng again. Afterwards, looking at Bao Ren's left arm that was falling in the air, Fang Qingyuan asked with concern
"Brother Bao, what's going on? Is the injury hindering me? I still have some healing elixirs here. I wonder if they can be used." ""
Facing Fang Qingyuan's concern, Bao Rensheng waved his right hand and refused
"It doesn't matter, I have already used the elixir, and within three months, this arm will be able to It has grown back. This time I am here to tell you that the power of the black sand storm has been weakening recently. Maybe we can try to move forward. If you are willing, then we can set off together in three days. ”
In the Desert of Death, the farther you go in, the stronger the black sand storm becomes, but the farther out you go, the weaker it gets.
When Fang Qingyuan heard Bao Rensheng’s words, he just After hesitating for a few breaths, then refused
"I still won't go inside. I'm going to stop here. Although the further inside, the more valuable the goods inside are, there's no telling whether the storm will become stronger again that day. I Prepare to take advantage of this gap to follow the other caravans back to Black Sand City."
Fang Qingyuan said what he really thought. Eight tribes have walked through, and more than half of the trip has been completed, and the rest is nothing more. It's just four or five tribes and the final target city.
Now that all of Fang Qingyuan's goods and Yin Bao's possessions have been sold, there are not many left in the storage bag, only there are many in the Immortal Mansion.
Because of concerns about people like Bao Rensheng, Fang Qingyuan did not dare to make a big move. Otherwise, the total number of goods would not match up. According to the shrewdness of these businessmen, he was afraid that he would be exposed.
We might as well take advantage of this opportunity, change to another chamber of commerce, and follow them back. As long as we are careful, the goods in the Immortal Mansion can be sold again.
After learning Fang Qingyuan’s thoughts, Bao Rensheng sighed
“It is rare to retreat bravely from the rapids. Now that Fellow Daoist Fang has made a decision in his heart, let’s say goodbye and meet again in Tianmen Mountain in southern Xinjiang. "
After Bao Rensheng left, Fang Qingyuan looked at his back, especially his empty arms, shook his head, and turned back to the house.
Three days later, the dry sheep caravan began to brave the wind and sand again, leaving the oasis desert and moving forward with difficulty. However, this time there were fewer familiar faces in the team, and more There were more than a dozen people wearing sackcloth and wearing filial piety. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft, free to find books and add books, you can join the qq group 952868558