The outer region of the barren territory, the city of western Henan.

Mo Tianwei walked out of the teleportation array, and without delay, he went to the Sword Sect's stronghold here.

The reason why it is said to be a "stronghold" rather than a "station" is very simple, this city is too small compared to the ordinary cities of the Xiuzhen Realm, so small that even a big force like the Sword Sect can only occupy a small stronghold.

The Barren Realm is divided into the Outer Domain, the Inner Domain, and the Core Region.

The border between the outer and inner realms is the famous "fairy belt", which is said to be the trace left by a powerful female Taoist monarch, like a colorful streamer, which is very beautiful.

The boundary between the inner domain and the core area is relatively blurred, generally speaking, it is bounded by the Void Peak Aurora River Heaven and Earth Lock, and Jingxi City is in the inner domain.

The core area is the largest of the three, and no one has yet been able to reach its borders, and the entrance to the Canglan Secret Realm is here.

Mo Tianwei can only be regarded as a newcomer in the Yuanying True Monarch, so she chose to start from the outer regions of the Barren Tomb Domain, first start with the heaven and earth aura that is easier to sort out here, and then go to Jingxi City when the business is proficient.

There are not many people in the stronghold of the Sword Sect in the city of western Henan, and the highest cultivation is Jialin Zhenjun, but his status in the Sword Sect is very marginal, so when he saw Mo Tianwei's sudden arrival, he was surprised and full of joy.

This one is the descendant of the Sword Sect, and his talent is extremely outstanding, if he pleases him, he doesn't have to eat sand in this ghost place anymore!

Jialin Zhenjun was excited, and his attitude towards Mo Tianwei was too good to say, which made Mo Tianwei, who had never been in contact with outsiders, a little uncomfortable.

However, she could also understand that after all, the conditions in the Barren Realm were difficult, and because of the chaos of heaven and earth aura, cultivating here was much slower than cultivating in other domains.

It's good to come and practice once in a while, but if it's a permanent stay, no one will be willing.

After resting for a while, Mo Tianwei directly declined Jialin Zhenjun's proposal to hold a reception banquet, and left Yuxi City with a single sword, and went to a barren area of spiritual power disorder.

The conditions in the outer region of the Desolate Territory are not as bad as those in the inner region and the core area, on the one hand, because this is only the fringe area of the powerful battle battlefield back then, and on the other hand, because of the "aura circulation".

Generally speaking, the aura of heaven and earth in all walks of life in the Canglan Realm is relatively stable, some areas have strong spiritual power, and some areas have thin spiritual power, and there will be no large-scale flow of spiritual energy between each other.

However, the situation in the Barren Realm is special, probably because the aura is mixed with "impurities" such as the power of space and the origin of the Great Dao, and the aura of heaven and earth here flows extremely fast.

And every time the aura circulates in the barren realm, the impurities in the aura will flow to the place with a higher content, that is, over time, the impurities in the aura in the outer region will flow to the inner domain, and the impurities in the inner domain will flow to the core area.

As a result, the situation in the outer realms of the Barren Realm is constantly improving.

The sky was dark and gloomy, with no sun, moon and stars in sight, Mo Tianwei stretched out his hand and carefully sensed the wind blowing by.

The wind here is far less violent than in Jingxi City, if it weren't for the extremely thin spatial power contained in the wind, as well as some seemingly nonexistent avenue origins, it can really be called a harmonious wind.

Withdrawing his hand, Mo Tianwei frowned slightly, no wonder the Barren Territory was deserted, even if it was an outer region, this most common wind also contained extremely strong destructive power, a foundation building monk would leave a dark wound in his body for a day, and Jin Dan Zhenren couldn't carry it long if he put up a spiritual power cover from time to time.

Even a monk like Yuanying Zhenjun, who can invoke the power of heaven and earth at any time, can stay here for a long time, but the cost is also huge.

The rocks on the ground were blown away by the wind, layer after layer, and the fine sand was permeated in the wind, covering the entire barren realm with a layer of yellow sand.

Mo Tianwei chose a barren mountain to settle down temporarily.

Combing the aura of heaven and earth is a huge project, and it is impossible for her to return to Yuxi City often, so a safe place to stay is very necessary.

This barren mountain is not very tall, and Lingxiu can't be compared with several main peaks of the Sword Sect, but it has not been flattened if it can hold on in the wind of the barren realm for so many years, which shows the power of this mountain.

There are many mountains, rivers and lakes in the barren realm, but these are not innate, but the traces left by those powerful supernatural powers back then, such as the Void Peak, which is a majestic peak floating in the air, half virtual and half real, anyone who sees it will be shocked by the great power of the ancient powers.

To get back to the point, the reason why this barren mountain can be preserved is not because of how good its material is, but because the earth-walking immortal technique left by its core power is too strong.

Even if the wind blows down the mountain layer after layer, if the immortal art is not consumed for a day, this barren mountain can absorb the earthly aura between heaven and earth, so as to continuously "grow" and maintain a dynamic balance.

Mo Tianwei opened a cave halfway up the mountain, and then used a soil-based five-grade talisman to solidify the mountain and stone talisman, and there was no way to solidify all the surroundings of the cave, if she didn't do this, when she came back from a long trip one day, the cave would have automatically "grown".

After that, she was naturally relieved to lay out a series of arrays and build this temporary residence into a solid place.

It took Mo Tianwei three days to repair this cave, and there was really that immortal technique, and many formations could not play their original role, which made her have to adjust the formation many times, wasting a lot of time.

On the first night after the cave was built, listening to the sound of the wind hitting the formation, Mo Tianwei's heart was surprisingly quiet.

Because of the wrestling between the Nine Heavens Demon Lord and the mysterious boss, she is a little ant facing the danger of overturning at any time, even in the Sword Sect Spirit Star Peak, with the protection of many formation prohibitions, she is still anxious in her heart.

It was only then that she suddenly felt that her worries were unnecessary.

The more dangerous the moment, the more she must be calm and composed, anxiety will not help, and concentrating on cultivation is what she should do the most.

Why is she so upset?

It's just that because her strength is too poor, she has no power to protect herself, so she can only passively accept the fate imposed by others.

Even if there is a Sword Sect as a backer?

In any sect, under the glamorous appearance, there are countless undercurrents hidden. Pinning your hopes on the protection of the sect is really a stupid act, you have no idea how many people are riveting to pull you down.

Lying on the bed, Mo Tianwei took a deep breath.

I can't be intimidated by danger!

As a sword cultivator, the moment he picked up the sword, those fears, worries, palpitations, and melancholy ...... They should all be thrown away, and what needs to be left behind is just the pure and clear kendo heart at that moment!

Mo Tianwei slowly closed her eyes, and at this moment, she clearly knew that her state of mind had entered a new level.

"It's a good start. She curled her lips and smiled and fell asleep.

The sound of the wind hitting the spiritual power shield was not crisp, and even a little dull, Xiang Dong couldn't help but look up at the sky, where it was still gray, and there was no landmark he was expecting.

His face was as dead as ashes.

The barren realm is full of dangers, the harsh living environment is one thing, some of the desolate beasts lurking in the desolation are another, but there is another point, that is, the danger of getting lost!

Once lost, it is impossible to escape death unless you are lucky or your strength is super strong.

For this reason, many monks prepare a detailed map before leaving the house, and some iconic sights will be used by them as landmarks to guide the way.

In addition to the map, there is also a more advanced magic weapon, put it in the city where you live, and then no matter how far you go, you can return to the city through the magic weapon induction.

This magic weapon is called the rail instrument, and the price is extremely high, and in the Desolate Realm, all means of remote communication will be greatly challenged, and the solution to this problem is only in the hands of the Rail Instrument Sect, the manufacturer of the rail instrument.

Xiang Dong is now regretting, very regretful.

In order to save the spirit stone, he did not buy the rail instrument that a friend planned to change hands that day.

Knowing that he would be lost today, he would definitely not hesitate to buy the spirit stone at that time!

It's a pity that it's hard to buy.

He didn't know how long he could hold on, and his heart was bitter.

Time passed little by little, and the light of the spiritual power shield became more and more dim.

This was the last spiritual power cover on Xiang Dong's body, if it shattered, then he would only be able to rely on his physical body to carry the wind and sand of the Barren Territory after that.

He remembered a story told by an old monk a long time ago.

When the old monk was young, he was lost in the wind and sand with his companions, and when the spiritual power shield was used up, his friend was torn into a lump of flesh by the sharp wind before he could hold out for a day, and because he was physically stronger, he persevered for a while, met a team of monks, and luckily survived.

But even so, the foundation of the old monk has been abolished, so he has been stuck in the foundation building period for the rest of his life.

"Maybe I'm not as lucky as the old man. Xiang Dong was sad in his heart.

"Smack!"

When he fell into contemplation and despair and couldn't extricate himself, the sound of the shattering spiritual power shield sounded softly, but it was like thunder when it fell to his ears!

"Am I going to die?!"

At this time, Xiang Dong suddenly calmed down, and a sense of dust suddenly rose in his heart.

He wandered aimlessly, and here he had never been, which showed how far he had come from the correct route this time.

Suddenly, his gaze fixed on the void not far away, his eyes narrowed a little bit, and his breathing gradually became short.

It was only after about ten breaths that he reacted, and his despair was swept away, replaced by ecstasy!

Oh my God, what did he see?

A glazed pagoda, quietly suspended in the void not far away, it is not large, but it is exquisite, exuding an unfathomable atmosphere.

In just one breath, Xiang Dong was sure that this must be a powerful magic weapon!

Thinking of the origin of the Barren Domain, maybe...... This magic weapon still has a lot of origins!

Otherwise, why is it not half damaged in such wind and sand?

Seeing the hope of life, Xiang Dong immediately flew in the direction of the glazed pagoda, and it took about a quarter of an hour to finally come to the bottom of the pagoda.

When I looked closer, I realized that the base of this pagoda made of glaze was only the size of a palm, and there was a wind chime hanging on the eaves of the pagoda, which made a crisp and pleasant bell with the wind.

Not every time a wind blows through the wind chimes, it only makes a sound at a specific time, but the gap during this period is too small, and it is not at all something that Xiang Dong, a foundation building monk, can discover.

And every time the wind chimes sound, there will always be an invisible fluctuation that slowly spreads, and it is this invisible fluctuation that makes the wind blowing through the wind chimes soft and warm, without the kind of murder that kills the invisible evil.

Xiang Dong couldn't clearly perceive this, but he wasn't without brains, and when he found that when he was standing on the edge of the glazed pagoda, the damage caused by the wind to him was weakened to the point of being minimal, and his heart suddenly became hot.

If he could have such a treasure, wouldn't he be able to walk in the wind and sand without any scruples, find countless lost wealth, and even the countless inner regions of the legendary relics, he would not be unable to go!

He took out a drop of essence blood, intending to immediately confess the blood of this magic weapon.

However, something strange happened, when his blood touched the glazed pagoda, it did not seep into it, nor did it roll on the pagoda, but ...... Wear it through!

Illusion?

Xiang Dong's eyes widened in disbelief, but in his perception, this pagoda obviously existed!

How so?

Under the great joy and sorrow, Xiang Dong became extremely anxious, and circled around the glazed pagoda, even retreating a distance first, and then approaching, proving through the damage of the wind that the pagoda did exist, not just an illusion.

But after more than an hour, Xiang Dong tried all the methods, but none of them could make this pagoda real.

He was extremely frustrated.

Because he was disoriented, he did not dare to leave, so he could only stay around the pagoda to avoid the damage caused by the wind and sand.

Suddenly, a sharp sword light broke through the air, Rao is Xiang Dong had lost his soul, and he couldn't help but be startled by this momentum, and bounced up from the ground suddenly.

Able to resist the sword in the Wasteland!

Xiang Dong was surprised and delighted in his heart, this must be a powerful sword cultivator, I don't know if I want to take him out of here.

The sword light fell not far from him, and a figure walked out of the sword light.

Mo Tian frowned slightly, there was a strange monk here!

With a sweep of her senses, several arrays buried under the sand flew out and fell into her hands.

After reading the array, Mo Tianwei's face improved a little, it turned out that the formation she had laid out on the periphery of this area was destroyed by the wind and sand, so she let the stranger break in.

Looks like there was a big storm here last night.

"See, I've seen my predecessors!" Xiang Dong felt the powerful momentum on Mo Tianwei's body, and he didn't even dare to raise his head, "The villain Xiang Dong, lost his way due to an accident and strayed into the treasure land of his predecessors, and I hope that my predecessors will forgive me!"

He was nervous, lest the senior would kill him if he didn't agree with him.

Mo Tianwei glanced at him and threw him a spiritual power cover, "Go in that direction for a day, there is a city." ”

After saying that, she threw the people out, and then quickly set up a formation to cover the area.

Xiang Dong took the spiritual power cover and glanced at the formation nostalgically, his mood today was really up and down, which made him a little out of shape for a while.

Sighing, Xiang Dong followed the direction that Mo Tian pointed at and left quickly.

Either way, I'm lucky enough to survive.