Chapter 247 Rule Walker

Yojiu has always believed that his greatest ability is good luck.

　　Not only did he survive the shipwreck where he was supposed to die, but he also gained the favor of the White God.

Later, he did a series of wrong things arrogantly and ignorantly, but was tolerated and forgiven by the kind God Yao.

　　　I had several close calls, but I was lucky enough to survive.

Contemporaries died one by one, including many with extraordinary talents, and they were all swallowed up by the sea of ​​time. On the contrary, I, who had no talent, accidentally became a transcendent and saw the vast world above the water.

 Before the age of thirty-seven, it was spring for a long time, the wind was gentle and the sun was beautiful, and everything went smoothly. He thought that he could continue to grow tenaciously and that nothing could defeat him.

 At the age of fifty-one, Yanjiu lost his left eye and entered summer.

 He has seen the ups and downs of life, and only firm belief will prevent him from losing his way. He realized that Yao not only represented strength, but also brought confidence and hope to all the weak.

At the age of one hundred and one, Yanjiu fought against the Black Water Strider, his right arm was destroyed, and he arrived in autumn.

 He could clearly feel that his body was declining irresistibly, but his strength had reached its peak. This was the reward of faith and persistence. Shiojiu showed the fruits of the harvest to everyone, asking them not to be deterred by difficulties and continue to challenge the limits of human beings.

Today, at the age of one hundred and forty-two, Yanjiu is exposed to the cold winter.

 Unprecedented weakness surrounded his old body. No matter how perfect the dwarf craftsmen were, they could not prevent the decay and stiffness of the body.

 He welcomed death calmly.

 Because Yanjiu knew that he had tried his best.

 His consciousness became increasingly blurred. Suddenly, Yanjiu felt himself flying up. When he came to his senses, he found that he had arrived in a desert.

 Large clouds are wandering on the sand dunes, as if this is a secret place in the sky.

 There was a voice in my ear.

“The gods give you a chance. If you are willing, you can go to [Ben Yuntai] to become a cloud monk, or [Enter Sand Road] to become a sand walker.”

 “These two wonders can allow you to get a new body and start over, but they also need to pay a corresponding price.”

Yanjiu squinted his eyes hard.

Standing in front is the apostle Miss Isabel.

 Hundred years later, she has not changed at all, maintaining her youthful and beautiful appearance.

 The gods have sent down gifts again.

Yanjiu was a little frightened.

 “Very…very grateful to Lord Yao…cough cough, cough cough…”

 “Choose.”

Isabel said softly: "Your body can't support it for long. Whether it's a ghost, a cloud monk, or a sandwalker, you can choose..."

“It’s just that the Cloud Monk and the Sand Walker are forms that no one has ever set foot on in the Yao tribe. You have to be mentally prepared and you may encounter difficulties that you have never experienced before.”

Yan Jiu staggered and finally stepped onto the sandy road.

 He did not choose to go to Yuntai because Yanjiu wanted to go back. Returning to the world where he was born and grew up, once he becomes a monk, he cannot escape from this desolate country of sand.

The road into the sand is a spiral staircase that looks as fragile as a castle in the air, but it stands quietly and steadily in the storm.

With every step he took, Yanjiu felt that his body was reacting in some way, and his whole body became dry, hard, rough, and sandy.

Flesh and blood gradually collapsed, bones turned into gravel, and thoughts left the body and lingered on the steps.

 Yojiu could clearly see that he was being decomposed and reshaped.

Just a moment later, he seemed to rise to the surface from the suffocating and heavy water. He subconsciously took a big breath of air and sucked the yellow sand into his throat.

 Yojiu saw that his body had not changed at all, he was still old and skinny.

 But it’s different.

 Because he could pass through his chest with just a touch of his hand.

 Sandwalker's whole body has turned into gravel, and his existence is based on the element of sand.

 Yojiu no longer feels cold and weak.

Instead, there is a relaxed stability, where the whole body can be separated at any time and easily integrated into one.

This wonderful feeling made Shiojiu very novel.

 He jumped lightly onto the sand, like a ball of water thrown into the lake. For a moment, he was indistinguishable from the desert, and then he condensed into a human form from another place.

Yanjiu was so excited that he quickly knelt on the ground and put his head piously in the sand: "Lord Yao Shen, you have once again generously given guidance and grace to your ordinary followers. I cannot describe my gratitude and gratitude to you. of praise.”

“I will continue on the path of spiritual practice and preach your blessings and kindness until the day this body is destroyed and dissipated.”

Isabel nodded slightly to him: "You are the first sandwalker of the Yao tribe and a pathfinder in the Yao tribe's world. Cherish this hard-won opportunity."

 “Another apostle, the monk, will give you guidance.”

 After saying that, she disappeared without a trace.

 Yan Jiu will remember it in my heart.

 Next, he initially adapted to his body and abilities.

 After turning into a sandwalker, Shiohisa retained two new abilities in addition to retaining [Fire Clothes] and [Evasion].

 …

【sand】

 Itself is part of the sand.

  【Rule Walker】

 Stalkers in the Power of Rules have a certain probability of succeeding in sneaking.

 …

Different from the Yao world, in this desert sea called Yunzhong Temple, Yanjiu can feel the power of sand.

This kind of power is different from the power of gods. It is more rigid, messy and rough, and exists in the world in strange tracks that are invisible to the naked eye.

Yanjiu was observing the tracks of the power of rules on the desert, and suddenly a loud voice came from beside him.

“Visitors from afar, Yunzhong Temple welcomes you. The young monk is the guest-knowing monk here.”

 He immediately turned his head and saw a huge fish head. The extremely wide-spaced eyes were staring at him, the long fish tentacles extended to both sides, and between the fish's mouth and its mouth, there were waves of dry wind.

 The fish head shaped like a sand dune is quite friendly.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a living Sandcrawler here. It’s really nostalgic... Do you have a lot of confusion?”

 Zhike Monk showed a kind of enthusiasm that Yanjiu had never seen before.

It told Yan Jiu about the past and present of this world, telling him how Huayun Monk was erratic and how Yu Yu walked alone among the rules, and how each Sand Walker sneaked into the power of the rules and soared to other worlds to collect faith for the gods. fire.

The sound of a wooden fish finally calmed down the chattering Zhike monk.

Yan waited for a long time for the voice to end, and then asked Zhike Monk for advice: "Excuse me, Master Apostle, what should I do if I want to return to the world of the Yao people?"

The long whiskers of the catfish head were raised slightly: "This is not difficult, the Sand Walker can cross the border by flying up."

So Zhike Monk taught Yanjiu how the sandwalkers in the past crossed the border, soared along the power of the rules, and reached another world.

 “But you only get one chance.”

Zhike Monk warned: "If you fail, you will be locked and bound by the rules and will never be able to ascend again."

"But this is also the best opportunity, because you have just completed the transformation now, and the power of the rules has less impact on you... Many failed sandcrawlers want to wait until they are fully prepared, and then they are stuck by the rules as soon as they are delayed. ”

Yojiu, who was still hesitant at first, immediately made up his mind.

Just today!

 Even if you fail, you tried your best.

Lord Yao Shen gave this precious opportunity, presumably so that he could continue to move forward.

How can we stop moving forward because of fear of failure?

 As long as you return to the Yao world, you should have completed the preliminary trial given by the gods.

Yan Jiu followed what the Zhike monk said, and when the next time the sound of the wooden fish was heard and the Huayun monks appeared one after another, he turned into yellow sand and got into the boundary.

Zhike Monk waited for a long time, but did not wait for Yanjiu to come back.

The huge catfish couldn't help but say to himself: "Succeeded?"

"It has been many years since a Sand Walker ascended. He is worthy of being chosen by the gods."

 After a while, it felt that this did not seem to be a particularly happy thing.

 Finally, we had someone we could talk to. We had just gotten to know each other, but the other person had ascended and left.

 The whole world has become lonely again.

Just as Zhike Monk was wandering in the sand, Isabel appeared.

 “Where is Yanjiu?”

 “Unfortunately, he ascended.”

　　　…”

 …

 After what seemed like an incomparably long wandering, Yanjiu regrouped his body, and his scattered and wandering consciousness shrank into a whole again.

 He opened his eyes and found that he was in a strange world.

The sky here is gray, and among the dark clouds, many thin lightnings are crawling in the dark clouds like silver snakes.

There are strange houses standing on the ground. They have wide and thick walls, but they are shaped like towers, with a layer of light green firelight lingering on the surface.

They are less like residences for the living and more like tombs for the dead.

 After the successful ascension, Yanjiu felt that he was much stronger.

Unfortunately, he failed to return to his hometown, but drifted to an unknown alien world under the power of rules.

Just as Yanjiu was looking around, a monster came out from under the stone house. It has a human shape, but uses its limbs to crawl forward on the ground, roaring like a beast.

Facing the enemy, Yanjiu turned into gravel and melted into the soil, disappearing without a trace.

 Two years later.

 Yojiu finally had a certain understanding of the world.

This place is called [Ghost Realm], a world of the dead. Living on this continent is a group of humans called the [Funer Clan]. They can build [Black Tombstones], which are the tombs that Yanjiu saw.

The black tombstone can accommodate many ghosts. They live in the tombstone and can control the tombstone to emit green [Ghost Fire].

Multi-layered black tombstones can also breed ghouls—the kind of humanoid monsters that first attacked you.

 The **** who rules here is called [Ghost God], and his power is unfathomable.

Yojiu turned into sand and secretly observed the ghost world.

 He knew that the ghost **** had probably discovered him.

 With my own ability, I cannot hide it from a god.

 Instead of continuing to hide, it is better to show up openly. He must find a way to gain a foothold in the world and make a name for himself, so that he can survive. Otherwise, no one will care about what you say.

 Yojiu's body was condensed in front of a three-story black tombstone.

Outside the tombstone, three ghouls were eating a pile of dead fish on the ground.

Discovering the intrusion of outsiders, half of a giant skull appeared on the black tombstone. Will-o'-the-wisps flickered in the black eye holes, and the ghouls roared towards him.

This time Yanjiu did not regress again.

The old man just raised his right hand, with the palm facing up, and said softly in Yao language: "Yancheng Yanjiu, please give me your advice."

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 (End of this chapter)