Chapter 434 Hell on Earth (II) Qingti Plateau
Three days later.
A team set out on a journey to the legendary Supreme Holy Land.
The team had only a few dozen people, but they looked very elite. Everyone was full of energy, holding weapons, carrying a lot of supplies, riding camels, and moving forward in the yellow sand.
The leader was a little strange.
An old man and an old monk.
"Master, that is a very high place, with many mountains blocking it. You have to climb up step by step, and you have to cross the desert first."
"The probability of encountering sandstorms and quicksand on the road is very high, so these things must be prepared."
"It's okay, donor, I am sure."
Ci'en explained kindly.
Seeing this, Old Shama was relieved.
It was not the master who proposed to take the master and others to that place again, but he did it willingly.
After living for so long, it was time to go back.
Moreover, he always felt that the master's purpose was not that simple.
For a kind person like the master, it was obvious what he would do when encountering those things.
That's enough.
And those people are all followers of the master. They look extraordinary, but they don't look like they are going to seek the true scriptures.
Old Shama took out a sheepskin bag from his arms and poured two mouthfuls of water into his mouth.
All the water was replenished in Aluye.
Soon.
The team continued to walk.
On the way.
They met a lot.
Refilling water sources on the water tree that looks like a huge steamed bun, which stores sweet and clean water.
Killing sand scorpions the size of a human head to eat meat, although the meat is less, but this is also an important means of survival for the people of the desert. They also need to save survival supplies as much as possible and not waste them.
A large area of quicksand, these quicksands have a strong suction force, and many large creatures are easily trapped in them, and then the more they struggle, the faster they are swallowed. However, the united and powerful people did not get into trouble with the help of the experienced old Shama.
There was also a terrifying sandstorm that covered the sky and the earth. Under this kind of natural power, even warriors had to bow their heads. However, the master also showed his strength for the first time, and protected them all at the edge of the storm. The tall and sacred figure made Old Shama cry again.
When sleeping at night, sometimes the temperature difference between day and night can be very large, and ordinary people may even be frozen to death. Fortunately, everyone is not an ordinary person. Even Old Shama knows to gather the camels together, and he will dig a pit in the center to keep warm and get through smoothly.
There is also a group of sand bandits. When facing them, it is the easiest. It is easy to kill them all. Master Ci'en did not say anything, and even did it himself. He also explained to Old Shama: Killing is not to kill, not to kill is to kill, all depends on the person in front of you.
The sun is high.
The desert is so hot most of the time.
In this land, every oasis is a miracle of life.
In this tiny oasis with only dozens of trees and a spring, Old Shama and others stopped and began to replenish supplies.
"This is the last oasis where you can get water before entering the holy land. I still remember that when I escaped from the long mountains, I was dying of thirst. I was in a trance and I survived by walking here. I didn't expect that after so many years, this spring has not dried up."
"Master, look, the black spot in front is the mountain. There are layers of mountains there. You can see the holy land by walking up the mountains."
"One thing you need to pay attention to is that outsiders who want to enter the holy land will easily suffocate to death. I don't know why. The masters all say that this is the power of God."
Ci'en next to him shook his head.
When did God appear?
It's all trickery.
Using God to fool people, these fellow disciples from more than 400 years ago are really completely corrupted...
"Okay, I will pay attention. When we get to the bottom of the mountain, Old Shama, don't go up."
"No, Master, at least let me see the Buddhist teachings you talk about."
Old Shama looked at Ci'en with pleading in his eyes.
After a slight silence, "Alas."
Ci'en didn't speak again.
Soon.
They set off again.
Even though the mountain seemed to be close, a day had passed when they actually climbed it.
Old Shama was indeed lucky to be able to come down from the mountain at that time.
Leaving the camel behind, the team began to climb.
The higher they climbed, the more plants and animals there were, and the scenery gradually became more beautiful, which was completely different from the desert outside.
The strong wind and sand were also blocked by these mountains, and they could no longer feel the sand hitting their faces.
However.
When they rose to a certain height.
Some people began to keenly notice the difference.
"It's breathing."
"Our breathing began to become difficult, and we need to breathe more and faster every time to ensure that nothing goes wrong."
Someone in the team said so.
Everyone frowned.
Everyone was a warrior with relatively sharp senses. The exercises in the health-preserving realm basically required the cooperation of breathing methods, so after hearing this, they all felt it immediately.
"I do feel a little uncomfortable, and my breathing has quickened."
"I can still bear it now, but if it continues to intensify, my internal organs will not be able to bear it."
"Why is this? Is it really the power of that damn god, a curse?"
"So that's why. There's something missing in the air we breathe. This thing is called oxygen, which is necessary for human survival. So, the so-called curse of God may be because the higher you go, the less oxygen there is, which causes people to be unable to absorb oxygen and gradually suffocate to death."
A man dressed as a doctor suddenly spoke up.
His origin is obvious when he mentions the word oxygen.
These people are basically real members of Siming, without any peripheral personnel. Their loyalty and origin can stand the test.
"So, this oxygen is the means of that god?"
"Bullshit! Let me emphasize one point, there is no god!" the doctor said, and then quickly looked at Ci'en, "Sorry, sir, I've said dirty words again."
Ci'en shook his head, "It's just human nature. Compared with before, you have been very controlled. Please continue."
"Okay."
"Oxygen is commonly found in the air, but it has a lot to do with altitude. I remember saying in the book that it is related to something called gravity, which causes the air to be thinner as it goes higher. What exactly is it? I kind of forgot..."
"Good, Chenjiu, you can forget such a thing?"
"..."
"Okay, don't worry, Chenjiu, do you remember what it says above about how to deal with it?"
"Oh, I don't remember..."
At this time, Lao Shama hurriedly said, "Well, we have a little trick, that is, try to separate people as much as possible, so that they can last longer."
"Yes, people gathering in one place will accelerate the consumption of oxygen in this place."
"Also, I thought of it, wait."
After speaking, Chenjiu began to adjust his breathing with one breath in and one breath out.
Half an hour passed.
Chen Jiu opened his eyes and taught everyone the new breathing method he had researched.
For warriors who need to practice breathing methods when they are in the health-preserving realm, adjusting breathing is simple.
"This set of breathing methods can greatly reduce the consumption of oxygen, while increasing oxygen absorption and storage, and then we can slowly adapt."
After learning Chen Jiu's breathing method.
The group set off again.
After climbing over several higher and higher hills, the feeling of suffocation was reduced.
Even so.
Ci'en and others did not look good.
Especially Ci'en, he thought of one thing.
In this environment, how much combat power can ordinary warriors have?
In the case of not being able to grab enough oxygen, the circulation of qi and blood is very difficult. Unless you reach the internal organs realm, you can adjust the internal organs and use the source blood, which can reduce some of the impact. Otherwise, the more powerful the warrior, the more restricted it is here.
In the team, some of the muscle and bone realm are already the same as the skin and flesh realm warriors.
If you really use your full strength, you may have to stop and breathe after a few hits.
Here.
It is not suitable for warriors to be born!
In this case, perhaps, you need support.
Ci'en looked at the blood-colored jade pendant in his hand.
After crossing the last hill.
What came into view was a green "sea".
Green grass, groups of trees, flying birds and beasts, fish jumping in the river, a lively scene.
In particular, the air here seems to have a relatively high oxygen content!
"Inhale~Exhale~"
Everyone made this action at the same time, and then looked intoxicated.
Just like a thirsty person in the desert, suddenly encountering a glass of water in front of him, he can't help it, especially the refreshing feeling, which is simply incomparable!
Ci'en was unmoved, and with a glance, he found something similar to a sentry.
His figure flashed.
He came to a wooden house made of tree trunks.
Several people were sitting here chatting. They were wearing tattered leather armor and the weapons in their hands were simple wooden spears with only a little iron on the tip.
There seemed to be some movement in the wooden house next to them.
Bang!
Ci'en slapped each of them, and they immediately fell into a coma without knowing it.
Then, he looked at the wooden house.
The sound inside...
Ci'en's face suddenly became ugly.
The wooden house exploded.
Revealing the scene inside.
The woman had lost her life.
"Who?!"
The man shouted, but saw an old man with the same bald head as the masters, but wearing different clothes, looking at him expressionlessly, and his men had all fallen?
What frightened him the most was the house that had been blown up.
This kind of power.
It is the power of the masters and nobles!
Is this man a master?
But why? Is it because I am lazy? Or...
The man's mind was still storming.
But it suddenly became higher in the next second.
Hmm?
How come I'm taller? Wait, my body... why is it bleeding...
The body fell to the ground.
Ci'en shook his hands expressionlessly, spilling all the blood, and closed the woman's eyes that were wide open and full of pain, and then put clothes on her and pressed her limbs.
Then, he buried her with his men who had already rushed over.
"In this world... Namo our teacher Shakyamuni Buddha, Namo our teacher Amitabha Buddha, Namo our teacher Vairocana Buddha, Namo our teacher Maitreya Buddha, Namo the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the Huayan Assembly..."
The voice of salvation gradually sounded.
This voice also woke up those who were unconscious.
But they didn't dare to act rashly. These people in front of them were not easy to mess with at first glance. Lord Takimi was already dead!
When the ultrasonic sound falls.
Ci En raised her head and looked at them.
Bang bang bang!
Someone cleverly started kowtowing.
In this respect, they seem to be the same as the people outside.
Ci En was obviously in a bad mood.
Chen Jiu and others consciously ran over and started interrogating several people.
Along with the interrogation, the expressions of several people also changed slightly.
Chen Jiu even widened his eyes, looking disgusted.
soon.
They report to Ci En.
Something has indeed happened in Qingtai Plain recently.
It seems that some behaviors are becoming more frequent, bigger and bigger, and more and more weird.
There are some "non-vegetarian" things...
The nobles also changed under the influence of the masters, and they also had more entertainment for the serfs under their governance.
What goes up has an effect, and this kind of entertainment soon begins to spread downwards, but at this time there are not many cases, only a few.
What really caused this situation to develop was what a master named Da Huanxi said a year ago.
Floating in the sea of misery and enjoying yourself in the moment, thinking that this is all right.
Formal certification was given.
This kind of entertainment quickly became popular throughout the plateau.
As a result, the plateau was gradually divided into two types of people, one was the new one and the other was the original one.
As for their leader just now, Tachimi and them are new ones. Among them, Tachimi has been playing this game longer than them, and his threshold is relatively high.
And that woman belongs to the fundamentalist religion and does not want to engage in this kind of entertainment. The reason why she is here is because she was kidnapped.
And what happened in it... they all know it, but they won't tell it, let alone stop it.
Because in the future they will be like Taqimi...
After listening to this.
Ci En only felt absurd and ridiculous.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, he looked at Chen Jiu and said, "Let me focus on asking about their strength. The poor monk has a hunch that the situation here may be worse than we imagined. We may have to ask the God of Destiny for help."
Ci En did not lie.
His mind was warning him.
From the moment he landed on this land, a faint sense of threat has been with him. After listening to the information Chen Jiu got from these people, Ci En was almost certain that there was something strange involved!
As for the weirdness, at worst it is something comparable to the internal organs.
What's more, it's still weird that can affect such a large range of people. I also know that it won't be the Demon Realm, at least it is the Demon Realm. In addition to the power here, there is no need to ask. With their current style, they must belong to him. hostility.
Therefore, if he really entered it, he might have to face the siege.
Strange and under siege by people.
In this case, he had already decided to ask Chen Nuo for help. He just needed more detailed information, and it was best to pass it on directly to Chen Nuo at once instead of doing it twice.
After receiving Ci En's instructions, Chen Jiu led others to torture these people.
Information about force was quickly obtained.
