The dark horse galloped all the way across the entire Longmen Desert.

The white rain mixed with the desert for many days before remembering to travel at night and rest during the day, so that the black horse ran faster, and the full moon in the desert rode into the dust, leaving a long string of horseshoe prints and was quickly buried by the yellow sand, and the speed was not slower than the speed of the Jindan monk Edgeworth.

Horseshoe ascends high sand mountain.

The black horse man stood up and neighed, and Bai Yu grabbed the reins and looked ahead, and in front of him was the legendary ghost town.

In fact, the ghost town is just a traveler's impression of the landform, but a kind of wind erosion landform formed in the arid and windy environment, the mountain rock wind and sand erosion into various strange shapes, the perennial wind howling here, the air flow blows through the unique terrain to make all kinds of strange wind whistling sounds, which is called a ghost town by travelers.

"It's kind of like maltose ......"

Gluttony likes to associate everything with food, which is indeed a bit like distorted maltose.

With a flick of the reins, the black horse jumped down the hill and galloped towards the ghost town, and Bai Yu controlled the reins to only pick those windy canyons to drill in, and those with little or no wind didn't even look at it.

If there is wind in the valley, it means that the wind is unimpeded and it is not a dead end, and those with no wind or little wind may be trapped.

Between the strange landform rocky mountains is the yellow sand path, a black horse carrying a white figure quickly drilled into the valley, the yellow and red mountains are strange, such as being washed away by the flood and left behind, the wind erosion sculpture is all kinds of magnificent beauty, the earth city cliff, the half-collapsed tower fortress remains vicissitudes.

Bai Yu felt that the image of himself riding a horse and passing through the ghost town was a bit like a classic movie clip......

The wind rises, and the sand and rocks fly.

Ghost towns are like ghost caves, and there are monsters screaming, wolves howling, tiger roaring, sound like a bell, annoyed and angry, like a weeping woman, sad and miserable, but it is just the sound of the air flow blowing through those strangely shaped rocks, which frightens travelers and can't scare a certain Jiao who has learned this knowledge, especially the wind.

The ghost town is like a desert with all kinds of mushrooms and maltose, and it can't stop the progress.

The horse's hooves trampled, under the control of the reins, accurately found the unobstructed valley, and occasionally passed through the cracks in the valley that were only two zhang wide, and a certain Jiao completed the feat of crossing the Longmen Desert and began the journey through the ghost town again.

When night fell, the wind was strong and cold, so I had to find a cave and raise a bonfire to rest.

Outside, the wind was howling and the ghosts were crying wolves, the shadows of the mountains and rocks were like demons dancing, and Bai Yu was not afraid at all, because he was the most ferocious beast.

The small copper pot hanging from the campfire was steaming.

The little hand full of black ash wiped his cheeks and wiped a small flower face unconsciously, broke the dry dried meat and threw it in, and soon the rich meat fragrance wafted out, and then threw two hard Bangbang Hu cakes into it, sprinkled salt and spices, and stirred carefully a few times to make the spices fully mixed.

The campfire shook, leaving thin shadows dangling around the walls of the red rock cave......

Carefully check the leftover jerky and flatbread that can be eaten for a few days, carefully tie the bag and put it away, the fragrance in the cave is stronger, and the oil flowers floating in a pot of stew are particularly fragrant.

Took out the mirror and looked at the pretty face, and after a few days of hard work in the secret realm, I had baby fat, well, I lost weight after eating this meal.

That's what I said last time......

Open the lid of the pot and heat it up to the top of the cave, hold a bowl of messy stew in your hand with a spoon and blow it out, the fragrance is fragrant.

Let's chirp, chirp......

The black horse eats the horse feed and drinks the water and stands at the entrance of the cave to sleep, it thinks that the rock is too hard and the feeling of sleeping is not as good as the grassland, anyway, the horse is used to sleeping standing up, the ghost town is windy and cold at night, and it is not easy to hurry, and it is rare to rest at night.

Bai Yu ate all the stew, carefully poured out some water and boiled to wash the pots and chopsticks, then brushed his teeth and rinsed his mouth, shook off the sand in his long hair and cleaned it.

I carefully laid out the futon and blanket, put the embroidered pillow and got into the quilt to find a comfortable position, the bonfire crackled, and I breathed evenly......

The quality of life is still to be guaranteed occasionally, I can't sleep well in the desert for days, this cave is dry and warm and there is no sand, and there is no shop in this village.

In the middle of the night, the wind stopped, and the starry moon reappeared......

The dark horse was bored, and he felt uncomfortable without the sound of the ghost crying wolf, so he ......

"Drive~!"

It's really earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, and the echoes in the valley are endless!

Bai Yu was taken aback, and without saying a word, he picked up his shoes and smashed them at the black horse.

"What a moth! Believe it or not, let you grind for a hundred years! Shut up ...... silence for me!"

The dark horse shrunk his neck, feeling that he really owed.

......

Early morning.

After a simple combing, he wrapped his long hair in his clothes, covered his head with a gauze scarf and exposed only his eyes, hung the sundries on the horse's back and went on the road again, and the horse's hooves galloped and galloped.

It took two days to traverse a huge ghost town and a stretch of desert before reaching a more beautiful area.

In front of you is the colorful and majestic Danxia landform, the cliffs and mountains are dyed into pieces of blue and dark brown Dan red color, colorful, the blue sky sets off the fragrance and dyes Danxia, the peaks and hills show different colors with the time and weather changes, this is the first time that Bai Yu has lived for more than 500 years to see such a beautiful scenery.

"It's better to be alive, and if you're dead, you won't be able to see this beauty. ”

Dismount, lead the black horse along the hilly ridge step by step to the top of the mountain, standing on a high place to look at the undulating colored mountains and hills.

The wind blows, and the world is rarely clear and there is no sand and dust on the face.

The wind was too strong to blow away the white scarf on the head, and the long silk scarf wanted to fly away, but it was still wrapped around the jade neck of the beautiful woman......

Glad to have met.

White rain relaxes and enjoys the view.

Practice, other practitioners all flew around in a hurry, never stopping or looking at the scenery on the road.

If you are willing to pause a little and walk out of the cave, you can see the most beautiful scenery in the world, and you can naturally practice and comprehend faster with peace of mind, which is better than fighting for your life for that pill.

"A group of laymen, it's better to be our evil Jiao~"

Open your arms, close your eyes, look up, feel the sunshine, and feel the Danxia style......

The delicate white scales at the corners of the eyes and cheeks were pretty, a little seductive, but they were more fairy, at least for now, like flying fairies rather than demonic.

The dark horse's big eyes rolled, and he wanted to shout to meet the situation, but after thinking about it for a long time, he felt that it was better to forget it.

"It's a pity that there is little rain here, otherwise it is a good place to build a courtyard for vacation and cultivate immortals, but it is too far and too far, forget it, it is better to go back to the southern wilderness to manage your own territory." ”

I wanted to recite poetry, but after holding it for a long time, I found that I only had fire and no ink in my stomach.

"Cut, this Jiao is not the vulgar Jiao, what kind of poetry do you make, vulgar. ”

Tie up the scarf and turn over the horse, the black horse swooped out and galloped towards the northwest, running in the colorful Danxia world, the vermilion mountains and hills kept retreating......

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