The days of learning martial arts were hard but not boring at all. The Gobi Desert was only part of the seemingly barren northwest. Qiao Lie was not a person who could endure loneliness at all. At first, because of his master's instructions, he would make a show of accompanying her in the Gobi. Within two months, he would leave her all day without seeing anyone on the pretext of having something to do, often leaving her hungry and thirsty. Not long after, Qiao Lie waved his hand and angrily said, "Anyway, learning is not limited by geographical area, so you have to stay in this deserted Gobi. I don't believe it. You can't lift a whip when you go to Xiye? You can't walk when you go to Huhu. "So, the two of them reached a tacit understanding. From then on, Qiao Lie would take her with him wherever he went. He stayed in the Gobi for the winter and spring just to deal with the master's interrogation. The rest of the time they spent traveling in the vast Western Region. During these long ten years, she followed Qiao Lie to many places, including the bustling Yecheng, the Huozhou rich in melons and fruits, the beautiful Tianshan Mountains, and the majestic Kunlun Mountains, where the snow-capped peaks stood so tall that she could never forget them again.