Chapter 138 Deser (1/2)

The green faced man knew the identity of Monk Baoguang. The monk was the national advisor to Yue Tuo, and he was also the junior of Monk Baoyue. Rumour had it that he could possibly achieve arhat within a hundred years and going beyond life and death.

Arhat and Dao immortals were pretty much similar to each other.

One will only be considered to have the capital to roam freely between heaven and earth once they’ve reach such high level.

But of course to reach this state did not mean one will never die nor be destroyed. There were other challenges awaiting them too.

To many cultivators, the concept of ‘land immortal’ were just folk tales. People like Monk Baoyue were extremely rare and were considered as pioneers in the world of cultivation.

Just like Xi Huang that houses a big population of demons, the hilltop too was the home to several demon kings. But close to none of them were seasoned demons who could match the supernatural powers of Monk Baoyue.

The green faced man smirked as he felt this girl was so whimsy. But it was also explainable as she holds a big grudge against Buddhist sects. It was natural that she would despise monks.

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The sunset dyed the water stream red. At the end of the stream was a desert.

Shen Lian chose not to ride the clouds as the deeper he gets into Xi Huang, the more demons that were in the hidden. Flying in high profile will only make him a target to the demons.

Demons love eating human but a thousand human’s flesh and blood cannot match the quality of one cultivator’s flesh.

The origins of the water stream was unknown but it dried up once it reaches the desert.

It will probably take an ocean to bring life back to this endless sand dune.

Shen Lian stepped into the desert, uncertain if his life would end here, just like the stream of water.

The sun was scorching hot, as if it wanted to set the desert on fire. Technically, it should be late autumn now but it didn’t affect the torridity of the desert.

The sand under Shen Lian’s feet was boiling hot. He wondered if the effects would be better if one to practice the Iron Sand Palm method here in the desert.

Shen Lian walked in a comfortable pace; as he walked towards west, the sun set in a slow pace. Legend had it that a giant tried to chase the sun endlessly and ended up dead from exhaustion on a desert.

After dying from exhaustion, he transformed into a forest of peach trees and the legacy was passed on to descendents.

Shen Lian came across a forest of peach trees. The leaves were extremely broad and the peaches were solid as if it was full of water. In a dry desert, the existence of the peach trees were precious.

The dessert did not only lack moisture but the Qi of vitality was really thin too.

The sun seemed like it was hesitant about setting, as if it will be only satisfied once the last wave of heat was spreaded out.

The sound of a kid crying could be heard. Shen Lian leisurely stepped forward and saw a little girl who looked as tender as the peaches.

The girl stopped crying once she saw Shen Lian, she asked, ”Big brother, could you help me pluck some peaches?”

Her voice sounded like Ruoxi and she looked similar to Ruoxi. But one thing was a little off - a kid like her should not appear here.