Chapter 45: Dreams of Desert Bones

Long Yu walked to a cool place, and just as he sat down, he put his hands on the ground, and a white skeleton appeared in front of him. Long Yu was startled, and the white skeleton suddenly stood up. Long Yu ran outside to watch the bones form a skeleton.

Long Yu was watching in a daze, and then he felt a chill on his back, so he turned around to see what it was. A white knife chopped on Long Yu's back, and Long Yu controlled his power to stop the wound. Long Yu felt that the wound on his back turned directly into bones. His back was full of rotten flesh, and Long Yu could feel his body rotting.

Long Yu held two swords in his hands, jumped out and turned around, slashing at the skeleton with one white and one red. The skeleton bounced back into the sand on the left, and Long Yu took a mouthful of sand, seriously doubting his ability, and he couldn't even chop the skeleton into pieces.

Long Yu stood on the sand, watching the skeletons all over the ground attacking him. Long Yu looked at the top of the sand, which had not yet been occupied by skeletons. He flew directly on the sword. As soon as Long Yu stepped on the sword, he felt that the sword was too heavy to fly.

Long Yu turned around and saw more than a dozen skeletons climbing onto his sword, and many of them were holding onto his sword. Feeling bad, he jumped off the sword, but a skeleton grabbed Long Yu's feet and his body fell into the sand.

Long Yu turned around and watched countless skeletons dismembering his body. He experienced the feeling of being dismembered. Endless pain came over him, and he fainted from the pain.

The image of the woman he had killed appeared in his mind, looking at Long Yu with wide eyes. Long Yu was startled awake, looking at the weathered bones. Long Yu's soul and consciousness were hiding in the bones, and the skeleton in front of him was nowhere to be found.

Long Yu looked at his body, mind, and soul, which were not damaged at all. Long Yu looked at the crows standing on the uphill, shook his head helplessly, and felt bitter in his heart. Long Yu was frustrated with himself. A crow landed on Long Yu's bones, spread its wings, and appeared in a shadow, looking at Long Yu.

"Boy, quickly hide in the sand, otherwise when those devourers come, you won't even be able to find your bones." Long Yu watched the crow shaking its body. A crow's skeleton kept digging holes in the sand and buried its body underground.

Long Yu looked at the dark thing in front of him, which was coming with a strong wind. Long Yu felt a strong airflow rushing towards him, and quickly threw the skeleton into the ring. Before he could control his consciousness to dig a hole, he was sucked into a skeleton by a suction force.

Long Yu looked at the person who was constantly covering the skeleton with yellow sand. He looked at the Taoist figure in front of him with his spiritual sense, who looked like a middle-aged man. "You kid are not going to die, and you dare to expose your soul and spiritual sense outside."

Long Yu looked at the Taoist body in front of him and said, "Senior, what's wrong with me?" According to the middle-aged man's introduction, Long Yu knew that this was a space of an array. The black air outside would attack all objects on the yellow sand, especially living things.

The skeletons attacked him before to protect him, not to harm him. Bones can protect the existence of the Tao body in the sand, and the Tao body can accommodate the soul and divine consciousness.

Long Yu followed the instructions of the Taoist body in front of him and integrated his soul and consciousness into the Taoist body. Long Yu had used it once before when he saw Xiao An controlling his body. Long Yu was able to use the Taoist body to load his soul and consciousness very quickly.

Long Yu looked at his own body, which was no different from a small person, except that he had no body. Although Long Yu did not use his body to practice, he felt like he was missing something. Long Yu looked at the body in front of him, who called himself Zhong Lao.

Long Yu learned from Zhong Lao that he could not appear in the desert during the day, but could use his bones to forge or carve on the sand wall at night, and pick up the ownerless bones outside the forging road. Long Yu did not know when it was night, and Zhong Lao told him that he could go outside when the sand was cold.

Long Yu felt that the sand outside was less hot, and Zhong Lao told Long Yu not to worry and wait. When he knew that the sand was cold, Zhong Lao climbed out to the sand surface, and Long Yu followed him out. A group of Taoists came to watch Long Yu.

A Taoist body emitting black air looked at Long Yu's frozen Taoist body and said, "After waiting for so many years, it's finally here." Many Taoist bodies nodded to Long Yu. Long Yu didn't know why, but it felt like the people around him seemed to be waiting for him.

Long Yu glanced at Zhong Lao and shouted to the Taoists around him, "He is our hope. We will teach him everything we know. We don't ask for us to be able to leave, but only hope that they can carry forward what we have learned throughout our lives."

"Yes, we haven't known the situation outside for a long time. Now we have to rely on him."

"You have to seize the moment, kid."

"Boy, is our Tianqiong Sect still there?"

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Long Yu looked around and saw that everyone had their own opinions. It was too chaotic. He couldn't hear a lot of them clearly, and he couldn't answer so many of them. Long Yu asked them to come one by one, and Zhong Lao introduced the situation to Long Yu.

Long Yu sat on the ground and listened. It turned out that there were many people from the ancient times who entered the ancient ruins to look for treasures. Some broke in, and some were forced in. Many of them were constantly forced in. Only the Dao body of Han Bing could pass through the black cloud and reach other spaces.

Long Yu got a general idea and bowed to everyone. "I am a useless person, and my comprehension is not high enough to agree to the requests of the seniors." Elder Zhong patted Long Yu's body and said, "One hundred thousand years here is only one hour outside. Except for the inability to cultivate the body, everything else can be cultivated, such as the exercises."

Long Yu looked at the people around him. Kung Fu is a good thing. If he can learn forging, music, swordsmanship and illusion, it will be easy. Zhong Lao patted Long Yu on the shoulder and said, "Don't fantasize, kid. It doesn't matter whether you are learning spiritual consciousness, soul, or practicing with spiritual energy. There are restrictions here. The less you use, the less power you have."

Long Yu was hit with a plate of cold water. When he was still thinking about it, he thought he would be a top master. He didn't expect that here he would just wave swords and move hands, doing the most primitive activities.

An old man with a pale blue body walked up to Long Yu and said, "Don't be discouraged, kid. Here you can learn body movements and swordsmanship. If you are a little worse, you can learn carving, formation, and barrier techniques."

Long Yu knelt on the ground immediately and said, "Please teach me, I will definitely carry forward your knowledge when I go out." The old man helped Long Yu up and asked, "What do you want to learn first?" Long Yu resolutely chose swordsmanship and looked at the many swordsmanships that were placed on the ground.

Long Yu didn't know what to choose. A man with sword-like eyebrows came to Long Yu holding a book of Bagua swordsmanship and a book of Space Manbu. "This is the essence of all of us. The fastest body movement is Space Manbu, and the most swordsmanship is Bagua swordsmanship."

Long Yu performed a master's salute to Jianmei Daoti, "To be honest, I did receive the Xiantian Deduction Technique from someone, but I don't know how to use it very well." Jianmei Daoti touched Long Yu with shaking hands, "Do you know what's happening in the Immortal Realm now? Do you know that there are still many human beings alive?"

Long Yu didn't know how to answer him. Looking at his excited eyes, he seemed to know something. Long Yu looked at him with a wronged face, "I don't know where the fairyland is, and I don't know how many of your people are still alive."

The man with sword-like eyebrows waved his hand and looked at Long Yu with regret, "Forget it, forget it. I'll teach you swordsmanship." Long Yu nodded. The man with sword-like eyebrows sat cross-legged beside Long Yu and explained bit by bit.

Long Yu followed the sword-browed man in a skeleton. He learned to play the qin in the skeleton during the day and learned swordsmanship on the sand at night. Long Yu didn't know how many days and nights had passed. Everyone looked at Long Yu, and Long Yu knelt in front of them. "Thank you for your guidance, seniors. I still lack one thing. Please help me find bones to help me forge a skeleton."

A group of people looked at Long Yu in confusion. I need a strong skeleton to rush out of the space together. Long Yu looked at the two hundred and three in front of him, which were eight Taoist bodies, one hundred and fourteen of which were his own masters.

Long Yu took out his own bones and used the power of his consciousness to forge them. It was not that Long Yu was afraid of death, but choosing to wait for death here was a terrible thing. Long Yu watched his bones turn into powder bit by bit, and then looked at his purple flame field.

It was indeed reduced by one circle, but Long Yu didn't care. He would rather die on the way back than wait to die here. Many Taoists watched Long Yu's decision, and many Taoists helped Long Yu move the skeleton.

Long Yu took out the swords from the ring, melted them, and reforged them, constantly adding bone powder. Long Yu looked at his purple flame, which was only a little bit left, and helplessly looked at the bone that only needed one finger to be trained.

Seeing that Long Yu had no other options, the surrounding Daoists joined the team to help Long Yu refine his bones. Long Yu looked at the weakened Daoists one after another. He felt very sad. They could have chosen not to help him, but they still chose to help him.

Long Yu looked at the intact body on the ground, and saw that each body was turning into white mist. Long Yu looked at his own body, which was also freezing bit by bit. Long Yu entered the bones, looked at the surrounding bodies, and performed a master's salute.

Long Yu used up the last of his spiritual power to rush into the air, and stood in the air looking at the Taoist body below. Long Yu couldn't tell why he felt sad, and rushed out again. Long Yu felt that there was no obstacle, and a black cloud rushed out again, and Long Yu saw a yellow light.

Long Yu opened his eyes and saw a piece of iron in front of him shining brightly on his face. Long Yu looked around and saw the sun was in the middle. He saw a piece of whitish iron not far away. Long Yu tried to use his space steps and the 110 sword techniques, but he couldn't use them at all.

Long Yu walked to the location of the iron sheet, and then looked at where he was sitting, and realized that he had had a dream. He took out a sword from the ring and dug the yellow sand around him. Long Yu felt that there was visible gas on the sand.

Long Yu controlled his power to protect his body, and the sword seemed to hit something and broke directly. Long Yu used his spiritual sense to scan and felt that something in front of him seemed to block his spiritual sense.

Long Yu dug in the desert for three days and three nights and saw a skeleton that looked very much like the one he had seen in his dream. Long Yu saw a piece of bone next to the skeleton with the words engraved on it: Bone that has been hammered and tempered for thousands of times, waiting for the destined person to take it. Long Yu knew that it was this bone that had given him a dream.