During the journey, Ding Xing did not interfere with Mo Qiuzi's healing matters.

Ding Xing didn't know when Mo Qiuzi could recover: "Your coma has been getting shorter and shorter recently. I guess your soul is about to recover, right?"

Mo Qiuzi said gratefully: "I have the opportunity to recover from the protection of the Dharma with Fellow Daoist Ding. In more than a month, I should be able to find someone to take over the body."

He will find a target by himself and will not bother Ding Xing anymore. Instead, he will do his best to help Ding Xing find the Blood Inkstone Beast during this period.

The longer he spent with Ding Xing, the more he felt that Ding Xing’s help was precious.

At that time, his soul was swallowed by the old monster in the blood-orched river. Ding Xing could have stood by and watched, because after his death, it had no effect on Ding Xing, but instead reduced Ding Xing's many troubles.

The two set a deal to use the little Mo Yao in exchange for Ding Xing's escort along the way until he arrived overseas safely, when will he enter the sea and when will he hand over the little Mo Yao?

Ding Xing could have waited for him to be attacked and killed by the old monster of Blood Orifice. In this way, the little Mo Demon would be protected by Ding Xing without wasting any energy on him.

Dan Ding Xing still took decisive action and saved his life.

He noticed the rare moral qualities of Ding Xing and decided to repay Ding Xing, but he didn't know where to start. He thought that Ding Xing cared about Hu Yanluo the most, so he decided that after his injury improved, if he succeeded in taking over the body, he would go to the Western Continent to investigate the ruins of the gong Taoist temple left in the continent, and find all the clues about the moon map.

Bringing it back to Tiandong and handing it over to Ding Xing can at least provide some help to Ding Xing find Hu Yanluo.

This Mo Qiuzi grew up on a deserted island overseas. He was rigorously taught by his teacher since childhood, teaching him to respect his teachers and abide by filial piety. He gradually developed his stupid loyalty to Mo Fei. Even though his teacher was obsessed with profit and took risks for his life in order to compete for the Moon Arch Map, he never blamed or complained, and just took it for granted to obey the teacher's orders. Anyway, he had this kind of temperament.

When it comes to repaying kindness, Mo Qiuzi is even more serious than Yi Jian Taoist.

He chatted with Ding Xing for a while, and Qingfeng had already escaped from the area where the sandstorm was raging.

When I looked forward, the environment suddenly became wide open, and there was no dust in my sight. The distance was full of a desert scenery that was still like a painting.

As the green wind ran wildly, the sandstorm was gradually left behind.

Ding Xing looked back and looked away, and there was no group of eagles. It seemed that they had lost Ding Xing's traces and were all scattered away.

Ding Xing immediately patted Qingfeng's neck and signaled it to stop. It suffered a lot in the sandstorm and needed to adjust and rest.

"go!"

Ding Xing raised his hand and threw out a paper crane, which expanded into a crane body of about a foot wide. He carried Qingfeng and Mo Qiuzi onto the back of the crane and flew on foot.

It was almost dusk, and Ding Xing rushed to the road overnight. When the next morning, the yellow sand in the sky slowly disappeared. Ding Xing looked into the distance and saw the shadows of undulating mountains gushing out from the horizon in front of him.

The heart leaf oasis has arrived.

The Tiandong Desert has a vast territory, but there are not many oasis formed in the desert. Because of its weak spiritual energy, the number of monks living in the oasis is even scarce.

These monks generally inherit the family, and are extremely rare in other sects.

In terms of territory size and the number of mortal residents, Xinye Oasis can squeeze into the top few among the many oasis in Tiandong Desert, which benefits from Xinye Lake among the oasis.

Xinye Lake is known to have a water boundary of 800 miles, but that was in the past. Sandstorms have been raging outside the lake all year round, causing the lake to gradually dry up. Now it has decreased by 300 to 400 miles. However, more and more ordinary people live along the lake. When Ding Xing rushed to the shore of Xinye Lake, he found that there were many buildings on the lakeshore and countless ferries. These ordinary people were all surrounding the lake to make a living.

There is a large island in Xinye Lake. The island is occupied by a group of monks and a city with a rule oasis is built. The Qingchun Temple that Ding Xing was looking for is located in the city.

The presidency of Qingchun Temple, Changyuan, was born in Mohe in the past. Ding Xingchu entered the iceberg to explore. He once fought side by side with this monk Changyuan and sniped the old demon Huaitong in the Demon Realm.

During the war, Monk Changyuan performed a "Golden Buddha Cuts the Arm" to destroy the enemy, but unfortunately cut off his right arm. Because the road was cut off, he left Mohe and came to Xinye Lake to settle down. He opened the mountain to build a Qingchun Temple. He had relieved the poisoning of the people around Xinye Lake in his early years. He had already had prestige. After the construction of the temple, he attracted a large number of believers and the incense was quite strong.

At that time, Muye Iron Hand was entrusted by Ding Xing to find out the news, and he went straight to Qingchun Temple to settle down. Monk Changyuan learned that Muye Iron Hand was Ding Xing's junior. Not only did he entertain him enthusiastically, he even came forward to introduce the situation of the oasis in various Tiandong Desert to Muye Iron Hand, which provided great convenience for Muye Iron Hand to find clues.

Ding Xing briefly learned about the situation here in the letter from Makino Iron Hand.

It was also his first visit to Ding Xing. He did not fly across the lake rashly. After all, the island was not a monk force in Qingchun Temple. The entire island was jointly governed by four or five Xuanfei monks, which was equivalent to their private territory.

Ding Xing followed the local rules and hired a passenger ship on the lake shore, first boarded the island, and then sent a prayer letter to him when he arrived on the island, so that he would not be regarded as offended by the local monks.

The passenger ship he rented was a little simple, and there was only one tourist on the boat who looked like him, like he came from other oasis. He came back to Xinye Lake and couldn't help but sigh.

"I have heard that the most beautiful scenery in our Tiandong desert is Xinye Lake. It turns out to be famous when I see it today."

Ding Xing disguised himself as an old man, standing at the bow of the boat and enjoying the scenery of the lake. There was also a young man dressed in Confucian scholar nearby, standing with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself as his feelings.

There is also a boatman wearing a straw hat on the boat. He ferries here all year round. He doesn't think there is anything strange about Xinye Lake, but it doesn't disturb the youth's interest.

He could see a few scholars like a young man who traveled far away every other month. When he first came to Xinye Lake, he was all passionate, either chanting wine and chanting poems, or picking up his pen to paint. However, the youth's subsequent performance surprised him a lot. He said in a word that he turned back to the boat and sat down, pulled out the long wooden box that was stuck in his luggage, slapped it on his legs, pressed his palms on the box surface, and lowered his head to caress.

"Are Mr. Fang going to play the piano?" The boatman was a talkative man. This morning, the young man asked him to rent a boat and once reported his name. At that time, he wanted to communicate with the young man, but he had a rich understanding and could see that the young man was born into a noble family and was cold-hearted. He was always careful, afraid of offending the noble man. When asked rashly, he was just a chattering problem. The water journey was long, and he couldn't help but talk.

The wooden box is more than three feet long and about half a foot wide, like a box containing a guqin. Therefore, the boatman has this question.
Chapter completed!