Deep in the endless desert, the team continued on its way, winding like a long dragon.

From early morning to dusk.

The further you walk, the higher the temperature around you becomes.

It feels like you are about to walk into a roaring fire, which makes you restless.

"We're almost there. It's very hot around Linglong Inn. The route is right." Chiwu's eyes shone.

Others were about to arrive at Linglong Inn as soon as they heard this. Some were eager and greedy, some were cautious, and they had different expressions.

"It's a good way to identify the route based on temperature." Yunji, who was at the back of the team, looked at the leading camel.

"That Feng Yuanliang has a good mind. He can remember such a long journey. If it were me, I would have forgotten it." Ma Dao said at the side.

"He only remembered it roughly. We actually went around a lot before arriving at the water pool." Yun Ji said.

"You dare to lead us into the desert without remembering it? This guy is too brave, isn't he afraid that people who get lost will die in the desert?" Sabao asked in surprise.

"He is confident that he can find the inn. All he needs to do is remember the approximate location and identify the slight temperature difference." Yunji said.

"It's almost a day's journey from the water pool here. I don't think the temperature has changed much a day ago. It seems that the abilities of Qi Practitioners are not a little bit stronger than us ordinary people."

"Of course, but the perception ability of Qi practitioners is very limited. Basically no one can distinguish the temperature changes one day ago. It is the spiritual sense perception that has been cultivated at the foundation level that can distinguish the subtle temperature."

"Foundation-building advanced cultivation is indeed stronger...spiritual awareness? Could it be that..."

Saber looked shocked and looked at the tall camel at the front of the team with his mouth wide open.

Yunji always closed his eyes and rested his mind.

In this world, some people like to be public, while others like to keep a low profile. Concealing one's cultivation level is actually nothing new. There are basically no simple guys in the camel team, so who can say that they don't have secrets.

Yunji was not entirely sure whether Feng Yuanliang really had foundation-building skills, but he could tell that the vice president of the Chamber of Commerce was not as simple as he seemed.

It gets hotter and hotter as we walk, like a steamer, and the setting sun in the sky reflects the red clouds like fire.

The sand and gravel underfoot became so hot that even the camels could not bear it, and some ordinary warriors in the team began to gasp for air.

If this continues, it won't be long before someone is unable to support him.

As the surrounding air became hotter and hotter, a wooden building appeared in the sand in the distance.

The building is divided into two floors and is built in a simple and rough manner. There is a circle of wooden piles around the outside as a fence. The rough and cracked wooden piles make strange crackling sounds when blown by the wind.

There is a plaque hanging upstairs with the four characters "Linglong Inn" written on it.

"Here we are! Linglong Inn has finally arrived!"

Some people shouted and rushed over, shouting around the wooden building, as if they had discovered a paradise.

As we approached the inn, the temperature around us immediately dropped, and the breeze blowing on our face was refreshing.

“So cool!”

"It is indeed a good place, there must be treasures there."

"Maybe it's a practitioner's method."

"Go, go, open your eyes!"

A group of people rushed into the inn. The camels and sheep were left outside the inn. The wooden stakes were just used to tie the animals.

Yunji was still walking at the end and looked around outside the door.

This inn deep in the desert is not only strange, but also weird, especially the scorching heat under the feet that is suppressed by a special force. It is like a volcano that has been deliberately blocked. It is not known when it will erupt, and it is unknown what is buried under the wooden building.

Wearing something.

"Does it look like a tomb?" Yunji said outside the door.

"The wooden coffin in the wooden building does look a bit like it. After all, it is a wooden building built like an inn. It will be gone as soon as the fire burns." Ma Dao said.

"Then be careful with Huo Zhu." Yunji walked into the door with a smile.

Once you enter, you will find a different world.

The inn is shabby and crude outside, but it is very elegant and antique-style inside.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see a deep corridor with water channels stacked with cobblestones on both sides. The trickling clear water circulates to create a peaceful and elegant artistic conception.

Passing through the corridor, you can see a small open space about ten feet in diameter, paved with sand and gravel, with a stone table and two stone chairs. There is a set of chess pieces on the table. Although the chairs are empty and no one is playing, it gives people a sense of profoundness. feeling.

The best thing is that there are a few green bamboos planted behind the stone table, which are like a finishing touch, making this small place appear elegant and unique.

As soon as you walk into Linglong Inn, you can see the scenery everywhere. It can be seen that the owner here is good at decorating and is an elegant person.

"Tianyao."

Yunji's eyes fell on the green bamboo behind the stone table.

The green bamboo looks ordinary, but it is actually a kind of spiritual bamboo. There are black lines on the surface of the bamboo, from top to bottom, as if it is transparent from head to tail. However, there are very few leaves. Only the tallest bamboo among them grows. A bright green bamboo leaf.

"Is this the maidenhair bamboo that has the miraculous effect of clearing the meridians?" Ma Dao whispered: "It's a pity that it's just one leaf, and I don't know if they sell it. It's too expensive and I can't afford it."

"You can't afford it even if it's not expensive." Lao He on the side said scornfully, Ma Dao scratched his head and giggled.

When Grandma Yu came here, her steps stopped suddenly, her eyes were fixed on the bamboos, and she said for a long time: "These iron bamboos are from the Jiyun National Treasure House..."

After hearing this, Yunji frowned slightly and said nothing, waiting for the old woman's next words.

Granny Yu raised her trembling fingers and pointed at the root of the largest maidenhair bamboo. Yunji followed the old woman's hand and found something painted on the root of the bamboo. When he walked in and looked carefully, he saw that the painting was a small one. The feathers have become blurred over time and are difficult to distinguish.

"Yu Wei Qing, Iron Bamboo, Qing Bamboo..." Yunji murmured.

Grandma Yu's eyes were red, and she said: "Back then, I accompanied the young lady to sneak into the treasure house. The young lady liked bamboo the most, so she drew a feather under a maidenhair tree to indicate her name. I didn't expect to see it here. "

The old woman lamented endlessly. If she found out the origin of this maidenhair bamboo, the Yu family's grievances would be solved.

After many years, in fact, even if Granny Yu found evidence that the treasure house had been emptied by others, the Yu family would not be able to come back. She worked tirelessly to track down the whereabouts of the treasure house. She just wanted to untie her knot before she died.

Putting away her sentimentality, Granny Yu regained her composure, took a deep look at the largest maidenhair bamboo, hunched her waist, and walked around the stone table.

After the small bamboo forest, there is the lobby of the inn. It is a large place with many tables and chairs. The second floor is a private loft.

None of the people who had come in before sat down at this time, and they were all scattered around. People stared at the counter with surprised faces, and the spacious hall was silent.

Behind the counter are shelves of wooden shelves, on which are placed strange things, including a foot-tall smiling doll, strange green vines that grow automatically without wind, and beautiful flowers that make strange snoring sounds.

There are little people climbing clumsily on the gold nuggets stacked in the shape of a tower. When they reach the top, they roll down on their own and start over and over again. There are holes in the sand table, and the fine sand is constantly leaking out, but there is no shortage of quicksand. The night has been made into a specimen. The owl's eyes actually move, sometimes turning to the left and sometimes to the right.

There was no beautiful lady boss at the counter, but a colorful tiger lying on its back, its eyes slightly narrowed and a low growl roaring from between its teeth.

"Shopkeeper Tiger? Isn't this the Linglong Inn? How did it become the Tiger Inn?" Luo San asked in surprise.

"Isn't it possible that we went wrong? There are occasional mirages in the desert. Could it be that we have fallen into an illusion?" another person murmured.

"As a traitor, could it be that the proprietress of Linglong Inn has become a traitor?" Lao He muttered.

Others were surprised, but Chiwu, who had been here once, didn't care. He found a big table and was the first to sit down. Feng Yuanliang did the same, which showed that the two of them had already expected the tiger behind the counter.

"Who has such a bad mouth and calls me a charlatan? I think you look like a dead ghost."
Chapter completed!