Should he run in the face of the Gobi storm? Or should he run in the direction of the storm? Or should he lie down instead of running? That was the question!
The correct answer was to lie down on the ground, encircle the animals and lay down the tents before the storm arrived. The chances of survival in such a sandstorm were not small!
Of course, it also depended on the intensity and duration of the sandstorm!
However, that was the way ordinary people dealt with it. To cultivators, there were other options!
Lou Xiaoyi chose to run in the face of the sandstorm. It was the fastest way to escape the sandstorm, but the prerequisite was that he had to survive the sandstorm!
This method did not mean that he had to keep running. When he could no longer withstand it, he had to lie down on the ground to avoid the storm. This was not something ordinary people could do.
He had to do this and could only do this!
The reason was simple. Firstly, he had to stay as far away from those cultivators as possible. Secondly, he was now in a daze after being stung by the White Sand Worms. He could only use the Parallel Qi Formula and the Tornado Escape Armor to consume the spiritual energy that had been stabbed!
He was forced to do so!
This time, the warning in his sea of consciousness was not a man-made disaster, but a natural disaster!
It had nothing to do with those cultivators!
He did not inform anyone in advance. There was no need. They had been in the Gobi for decades and had more experience in dealing with sandstorms than him. Their cultivation was also higher. Survival was not a problem at all.
If he could make them think that he had been separated from them in the sandstorm and met with misfortune, that would be the best situation.
Who would care about an insignificant and reckless cultivator?
The stratocumulus clouds churned violently and accumulated very quickly. This was the characteristic of the Gobi storm. It was very fast. It came suddenly and left quickly. It was extremely explosive!
The wind rose!
It grew from small to large and became stronger. Soon, the clouds seemed to be collapsing. Layer by layer, it was overwhelming and suffocating! It had an aura that could swallow everything!
Yellow sand filled the sky. There was no tomorrow. Eyes could not see, nose could not smell, mouth could not open … If it were an ordinary person, the only thing they could do now was to never leave their Sand Camel herd.
But Lou Xiaoyi was still running, even if he was running a little unsteadily and staggering … It wasn't that he was trying to be a hero, pretending to be a hero, or showing off his heroic spirit … But the surging spiritual vigor in his body was beyond what he could bear, causing his meridians to swell and his qi and blood to churn!
He did not have the time to carefully clean the bottle. Due to his greed and the fact that he had poured too much Dolphin Thread Incense, he could not control himself when he was closing the bottle.
Currently, he could only withstand the spiritual vigor of one or two Red Thread Worms at most. Now, he had been stung by three of them, and this did not include the ten or so normal White Sand Worms. Fortunately, he had cultivated the Reckless Ox Body. Otherwise, the roiling blood and Qi in his body would have caused him to explode!
In the world of cultivation, doing so was a great taboo. It was akin to pulling up seedlings to help them grow. Barbaric cultivation could easily lead to Qigong Deviation and ruin one's foundation. It was not in line with the neutral and peaceful mentality of Taoism.
But he really had no other choice!
The speed of the Tornado Escape Armor was faster than that of a horse and a camel in the third gear. However, this was under the condition that he was not facing the wind. Now that he was facing the wind, his footsteps were shallow and deep. Fortunately, he finally had the time to put the bottle back on his back. The advantage of this was that he could now climb.
When the wind was strong, he could only climb. It was not to prove anything, but to exhaust his spiritual energy!
He had completely turned into a sandman. What he was fighting was not the sandstorm, but his own fate!
By a freak combination of factors, he had forced himself to this point. He had completely lost the calmness of a rice worm. Just where did this mess come from?
Or was it that he was originally someone who was unwilling to be ordinary?
From the moment Lou Xiaoyi realized that there would be a sandstorm, there was only a moment when he could run without any hindrance. After a moment, the sandstorm suddenly rose. He had no choice but to lower his body and crawl on all fours. He relied on the strength of the Tornado Escape Armor to resist the ravaging of the sandstorm. In the end, he could only maintain the speed of a turtle.
In the struggle against the sandstorm, under the crazy absorption and consumption of the Tornado Escape Armor, the spiritual vigor that had been stung by the Red Thread Worms finally passed the peak of the sandstorm and began to slowly decline. Realizing this, Lou Xiaoyi simply found a relatively high position and lay his entire body on the ground.
He was not running anymore!
This was not the time to prove that he had the courage to fight against the heavens and nature. A small cultivator who had just entered the path of cultivation dared to talk nonsense about fighting against nature?
Since the spiritual vigor storm in his body had passed, the main focus was the natural sandstorm outside. He could not overconsume his spiritual energy. If this sandstorm continued for a long time, he would once again fall into a state of insufficient spiritual energy.
There was no fixed plan. It changed according to the environment. Moving against the wind was a form of resistance. Sticking one's butt to the sky and admitting defeat was also a form of resistance!
The sandstorm in the Gobi generally did not last for more than twelve hours. It lasted for half a day. It was a meteorological change caused by the drastic difference in temperature between day and night in the Gobi. It was a temporary thermal phenomenon. It did not have the natural conditions to continue wreaking havoc for a long period of time.
The sandstorm this time was extremely fierce. It was full of explosive power, but it also disappeared quickly. After more than two hours, the storm had passed.
Lou Xiaoyi lay on the ground for another moment before he struggled out of the sand that had almost buried him. Fortunately, the porcelain bottle and water were still there. These things were enough for him to walk out of the Gobi.
He once again identified the direction. Because the wind had weakened, the spiritual vigor had also begun to return to its original order. This made it easier for him to locate his position.
He drank a large mouthful of water. He was somewhat curious about how the cultivators who had stayed in the core would view his disappearance. The two sand camels had their own animal instincts. They could sense the arrival of danger and would run out to find a suitable place to hide. This was the reason why he had let go of their reins in the end.
On the way here, he had spent about half a month's time. However, that was not because he had run at full speed. Now, he wanted to test how long it would take him to return to Pu City if he ran at full speed.
In the Gobi, a figure was moving quickly. His speed had already surpassed that of a galloping horse!
Lou Xiaoyi activated all his cultivation techniques. The Middle Parallel Qi Art continued to absorb the remnants of the Red Thread Worms' spiritual vigor. The Reckless Ox Body's blood and Qi circulation provided nutrition for his running body. The Third Gear of the Whirling Wind Escape Technique guaranteed his speed!
The former cultivation technique was to absorb, while the latter two techniques were to output. They had reached a balance while moving at high speed!
Lou Xiaoyi realized that although he had the dream of being a lazy rice worm, he was actually a rice worm that liked speed. The blurry memories of his previous life made him unable to remember who he was. What were his hobbies? What was his occupation? These were all gradually lost in the endless flow of the universe. What was left was only a kind of instinct, an instinct of his previous life.
These memories that had already begun to shatter, when he finally found this body, his first instinct was to be a rice worm!
Now, he had found another hobby that he liked — speed!
Extreme speed, the feeling of indulging in extreme speed, made him incomparably infatuated!
Could it be that he was a racer in his previous life?
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