The Taklamakan Desert, located in the center of the Tarim Basin in southern Xinjiang, is the largest desert in China, the tenth largest desert in the world, and the second largest mobile desert in the world.

The entire desert is about 1,000 kilometers long from east to west, about 400 kilometers wide from north to south, and has an area of ​​330,000 square kilometers. The average annual precipitation does not exceed 100 mm, and the lowest is only 4,500 mm, while the average evaporation is as high as 2,500 to 3,400 mm. Here, pyramid-shaped sand dunes stand 300 meters above the plain. Strong wind can blow up the sand walls, and the height can reach three times.

The sand dunes in the desert are stretched out, and due to the influence of the wind, the sand dunes often move. There are also a small number of plants in the desert, with their root systems extremely developed, dozens or even hundreds of times that of the above ground to absorb water from the ground, and the animals here are sleeping in summer.

Today, the legendary area where the sun is always shining brightly and the high temperature is baked, snow has started. Originally, the desert and snow are the two poles that are incompatible with water and fire, but they coexist harmoniously on this snowy day, forming a romantic winter love song, making this sea of ​​death show tenderness everywhere, thus making this desolate desert beautiful.

Two figures rushed over the snowflakes at an extremely fast speed, and then stood under two white poplar trees, looking around, not knowing what they were looking for.

"It's here, why are people gone?"

The junior brother was hiding in his black robe. Under his wide hat, his groggy eyes swept around: "This is not the area where our camp is."

These two guys are Wu Yin Chonglou and his junior brother, the man in black robe.

At this time, Wu Yin Chonglou was full of torn clothes, his hair was covered in strands, and he was stuck on his head by blood. The wounds on his face looked even more shocking.

"How is that possible!" Wu Yin Chonglou said with a frown, "This is our camp, I remember it clearly."

The man in black robe snorted coldly: "Don't you know, Taklamakan is a mobile desert? The terrain changes every day, and it's just similar to the terrain of our camp."

Wu Yin Chonglou's face changed: "So, are we lost?"

Getting lost in the desert is like one foot entering the gates of hell. As for when the other foot takes in, it depends on how many days you can hold on. If there is enough water and food, you can live for a few more days. If it is not enough, it will only take three or two days.

The man in black robe ignored Wuyin Chonglou. He looked down at his feet and observed the surrounding terrain. After two or three hours, he let out a low growl.

"Go!" Then he jumped up and flew southeast like lightning. Wuyin Chonglou was stunned for a moment and followed closely behind.

The two of them ran wildly for a day, and until the snow stopped and stars appeared in the sky, they stood on a sand dune three or four hundred meters high.

Wu Yin Chonglou licked his dry lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's been a day, but I still haven't found it. If we continue like this, we will be thirsty even if we are not exhausted."

The man in black robe observed the surroundings, took out a tube-shaped thing on his body, twisted his hands, and with a bang, a very bright firework bloomed in the night sky. It was a cherry blossom, illuminating the entire sky.

Wu Yin Chonglou opened his mouth wide, and after a while he came to his senses, he said dissatisfiedly: "Why did you take it out? Why didn't you send a message for help at the beginning?"

A young man in his twenties came over and clasped his fists at Arthur; "I have met my third senior brother."

Arthur waved his hand: "It's all my family, so why are you doing so polite?"

The young man smiled and said, "In front of the master, you must not be rude, otherwise you will be scolded again when you go back."

The old man said expressionlessly: "Why are you here for nothing?"

The young man smiled and said, "Master, haven't you noticed it? The night in Taklamakan is more charming than during the day. The stars seem to be within reach. It's so beautiful to talk and drink under the starry sky. Especially the desert behind the snow, it's simply beautiful!"

The old man snorted coldly: "Tell the truth!"

The young man's face collapsed and said with a sad face: "Fifth Senior Sister and the Junior Sister join forces to bully me. Seeing that they are a female, I am too lazy to pay attention to them, so I hide out."

Arthur laughed, "Is it because your mouth is not in the way that you make them angry again?"

"No!" the young man hurriedly denied, "I just said... forget it, let's not talk, come and have tea, don't waste such a good view."

Arthur laughed again, poured tea cups in front of the old man, and poured tea for the young man: "You must be wronged when you are beaten this time."

Wuyin Chonglou and the man in black robe were standing on the sand dunes waiting, and a black shadow crossed the night sky like lightning and appeared in front of them.

When the two guys saw the person in front of them, they hurriedly knelt down: "Misty Yin Chonglou, Prime Minister Hong pays homage to his uncle!"

The black shadow is the withered old man, the crane demon under the bamboo: "What's going on?"

The prime minister Hong said respectfully: "We can't find the base."

The Demon of Takeshita turned around and took a step to disappear without a trace. Wu Yin Chonglou and Xiangchen Hong stood up stupidly, and then saw many figures running towards him in front of him, and then he let out a sigh.

When the figures approached, they all knelt down, some called masters, some called masters, some called masters, some called uncles, and some called masters.

"Get up and go back to the camp!" Although Wu Yin Chonglou was very embarrassed, his prestige remained unabated, and his demeanor was still there when he waved his hand.

When they returned to the camp, they found that He Yin, the Five Elements, and the Three Sects of Hidden Yin had all come over, which made Wu Yin Chonglou's face suddenly gloomy. It was nothing for his disciples to see in this way, but people from other sects could see that they had no face.

"Mistress Wu Yin, what's wrong with you?" Bamujing, the elder of the Five Elements Sect, looked very serious, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Wu Yin Chonglou snorted coldly and shook his hand into the tent.

Hachimei looked at the people from the other two sects, and then said respectfully to the Takeshita He Demon who was sitting outside the tent drinking: "Senior Takeshita, I will say goodbye first. If there is anything, please call me to wait."

The Demon Takeshita seemed to have not heard it, looking up at the sky, muttering something in his mouth, and the group of people in Hachimei stood there in embarrassment, either leaving or staying.

Suddenly, a shrill bird cry resounded throughout the night sky, and then a large number of bats and vultures flew out in the Grand Canyon, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun.

"Look, what is on the ground?" The ground rustled, and everyone looked at the ground. Countless gerbils, lizards, scorpions, ants and snakes emerged from the sand, layer by layer, crowded, and quickly escaped from the Grand Canyon. Everyone's scalp was numb, their hair stood up, and their skin was covered with goose bumps.

In a concave sand pit, there were more than twenty tents standing. More than twenty Taoist priests in Taoist robes stood outside the tent in the middle. In the tent, an old Taoist in a black Taoist robe sat cross-legged on the cushion, pinching his handprints on his hands. He held the Tao mane on his head and a long beard on his forehead fell to his chest. The face of Shou Xiao was as rosy as a baby, and the powerful aura emitted on his body, and the invisible airflow was swelling in the surrounding space. His eyes were slightly open, and the divine light flashed like a substance.

"Boom..."

It was thunder, but it came from the ground, dull and deep, the sound rolled from weak to strong, and finally it made the eardrums roar and the earth began to tremble.

The old Taoist eyes opened suddenly, and a divine light shot out like a sword. He spread his arms, and the tent disintegrated with a bang, and then he rose up.

"Walk!"

The more than 20 Taoist priests, without any hesitation, jumped up and shot away like lightning.

One by one, one figure rushed out from the tents and ran wildly away from the Grand Canyon.

"Senior sister, is the treasure going to be born?" A girl of seventeen or eighteen, was grabbed by another girl and asked excitedly while running. She was wearing white coat and jeans, refreshing and unpowdered. Her long hair as thick as seaweed gave her a pure and charming atmosphere. Another girl was twenty-four or five years old, with short hair, and even while running, she had an indescribable charm. She was like a peony flower in bud, beautiful but not charming, gorgeous but not vulgar, and there was an amazing beauty between her eyebrows that surpassed her age.

"No, Master Zhang Tian has deduced it. The treasure will be born in the middle of next month." She grabbed the girl's hand and did not dare to stay for a moment. Every time she gently tapped the ground with her toes, she would jump out more than ten meters away.

"What's going on now? Is it an earthquake?" The girl asked as she felt the ground shaking under her feet became more and more intense.

"I don't know!" the older girl shook her head.

"Fifth Senior Sister, junior sister!" Junior Brother Seven chased after him.

The junior sister, the girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, asked, "Where is the master?"

Junior Brother Seven said, "I went southeast with Senior Brother Seven, probably to find Master Zhang Tian."

At this time, the earth shook more and more violently, and the rumbling sound was endless. The terrifying pillar of smoke rose up in the Grand Canyon, soaring straight into the sky, connecting the sky and the earth. The Grand Canyon behind him began to collapse, and the earth shook more violently.

One by one, the figures far away from the Grand Canyon stopped, turned around and looked towards the Grand Canyon, and their faces turned pale.

"It's so scary!" The young junior sister patted her towering breasts, "Fortunately she ran fast, otherwise she would have been buried alive."

Wu Yin Chonglou glanced at the prime minister Hong beside him and said excitedly: "The Jiuzhou Cauldron is about to be born, we must take it over. Only we, Fusang, are qualified to have such a treasure to maintain the country."

Prime Minister Hiro looked at the Takeshita Crane Demon: "Uncle Master, is it really a treasure about to be born?"

The originally turbid eyes of the crane demon under the bamboo became very bright at this time, like a lamp, with a flash of light as it opened and closed: "This should be a sign of the birth of the treasure, but it is soon, and it won't take long."

At this time, Arthur and his master were with the old Taoist: "Bulie Nose, what's going on?"

The old Taoist is the successor of the sixty-four generations of Zhengyi Dao. Zhang Shenghe: "Didn't you, Nangong Yan, know astronomy and geography? Why ask me!"

Nangong Yan cursed regardless of his image: "You damn bull's nose, can I brag?"

Zhang Shenghe laughed proudly: "It's okay, his face is not as thick as I imagined. I know that I'm bragging, and I'm still quite self-aware."

Nangong Yan's face suddenly turned dark: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, what's going on. Don't tell me, it's an earthquake."

Zhang Shenghe said: "The divine object has a spirit, and it may have felt the danger, so it left here."

Nangong Yan frowned: "Then where it has run now, can it still be found?"

Zhang Shenghe pointed to Dongfang: "There is purple air leaking in the east, and it should run east."

"What are you waiting for!" Nangong Yan said, "Chasing."

Zhang Shenghe looked at countless figures and gathered towards the disappearing Grand Canyon: "Don't worry, wait until it is about to be born, otherwise it will run."

In Beijing, there is a hot pot restaurant, Chen Chuan, Han Zimei, Sun Wanzi, Zhou Yan and Cao Xinya, eating hot pot around the table.

Sun Wanzi was looking at a few drawings in her hand. The more she looked, the brighter her eyes became. After a while, she looked up at Chen Chuan: "Is this what you made last night?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Chen Chuan's mouth was full of mutton, "Why are you not satisfied?"

Sun Wanzi took a deep breath: "How can you be dissatisfied? It's just that you designed such an excellent work one night, which made me a little unbelievable."

Chen Chuan's throat rolled and swallowed the things in his mouth: "The dress has been written before, and Sister Mei is wearing it in MV. It's just that the shoes are more difficult to get, and it took me a whole night."

Sun Wanzi said: "A whole night is too long? If those designers hear this, they will be beaten to death."

Chen Chuan waved his hand: "Don't compare me with those mediocre people, it's too low my IQ."

Sun Wanzi threw a big hygienic eye on Chen Chuan, and then looked at Han Zimei: "Sister Mei, don't worry, before the Cannes Film Festival, I will definitely send my clothes and shoes to you."

Han Zimei smiled slightly: "I don't believe in anyone, and I can't believe in the Queen of Fashion."

Sun Wanzi laughed: "What kind of fashion queen is it all jokes among friends."

"jingle……"

Zhou Yan's elder brother suddenly rang, picked it up and pressed the answer button, and Zhou Pei's voice came from inside: "Where are you?"

Zhou Yan said, "Eating!"

"Stop eating!" Zhou Pei said, "Lingling was in trouble when she came to Xinghai Culture."

"Okay!" Zhou Yan didn't ask any trouble and hung up the phone directly, "Lingling is in trouble, let's go there."
To be continued...