Yan Suyi did not lower her voice, so her imminent order was clearly heard by everyone. In the eyes of the blood monk and Hui Chao, Yan Suyi was looking for someone to take the blame. Because with the cultivation of the two of them, Xuanmiaoan is destined to be unable to escape this catastrophe. Yan Suyi was seriously injured and lacked the skills to return to heaven, even if he threw this mess to Ling Yu, Ling Yu had no way to save Xuan Miao'an from fire and water.

However, Ling Yu, Fu Chao and Qingwan and others knew that this action was Yan Suyi's helpless move. Duanmu Yuhan closed the life and death pass in the forbidden land of the back mountain of Xuanmiaoan, although she was talented, but because of her special identity, she could not take charge of Xuanmiaoan. And although Yan Suyi's eldest disciple Qingwan has some skills and has both ability and political integrity, she is a woman after all. If she was in the Anping world, Qingwan would definitely be a qualified leader, but in the troubled times, she couldn't turn the tide.

Just imagine, as one of the four gates of the righteous path, Xuanmiaoan has been inherited for nearly a million years, and it has always been a woman who dominates Xuanmiaoan as the head. Now that Xuan Miao An is suddenly in the hands of a man, I am afraid that the world's public opinion will make Xuan Miao An unable to raise his head. Ling Yu had thought about these questions, and Yan Suyi had naturally thought about them too.

However, Yan Suyi has no way out. In this case, in order to preserve the incense of the Xuanmiaoan, she would rather turn her back on the training and entrust the Xuanmiaoan to others.

As the master of Xuanmiaoan, Yan Suyi had already thought of the consequences of doing so. When she decided to hand over Xuan Miao'an to Ling Yu, she was destined to be infamous and even ...... No good death. But Yan Suyi still did not hesitate, but resolutely chose to stick to her own ideas, even if it was possible to lose her time in the future, she still did not hesitate.

Yan Suyi could feel that Ling Yu was more talented than she imagined. Just imagine, how could he be an ordinary cultivator who could take the Heavenly Extreme Demon who had been famous in the sea of stars for a long time as a slave?

Indeed, at the beginning, Yan Suyi was not optimistic about Ling Yu. But as she got in touch with Ling Yu more and more, the contempt for Ling Yu in her heart gradually turned into attention. As a cultivator of the Saint Realm, Ling Yu could not do what even the Supreme or the Immortal could do. There seems to be a very special force in him, and that power can make him indomitable and brave the more he fights.

Moreover, although Ling Yu's personality made Yan Suyi unhappy, she also had to admit that Ling Yu was indeed able to make a lot of sincere friends. Whether it is the noble saint sons in the sea of stars such as Yushi Tianxin and Xuanyuan Moli, or the treacherous and shameless outliers like Wu Dao and Xiao Hei, even Mr. and Dao Yi treat Ling Yu with blue eyes. It can be seen from this that Ling Yu is by no means a thing in the pool.

And the reason why Yan Suyi is doing this today is to a large extent also gambling. She bet that Ling Yu was destined to escape today, and bet that he would definitely keep his promise and magnify Xuanmiao'an. Doing so was tantamount to tying Xuan Miaoan and Ling Yu into the same boat, but Yan Suyi didn't regret it, even though she knew that it was a big risk. Therefore, I have to say that Yan Suyi is also a generation of heroines.

"Lord Yan'an, this matter must not be allowed!" When Yan Suyi handed over the token that symbolized the supreme authority of Xuanmiao'an to Ling Yu, Ling Yu didn't know what it was. He just felt that this token was slightly cool, heavy, and not like a mortal thing. But what Yan Suyi's purpose was in handing it over to him, and what was the use of this token, Ling Yu didn't know anything.

And when Ling Yu heard that Yan Suyi wanted to entrust Xuan Miaoan to herself, Ling Yu hurriedly waved her hand and refused repeatedly.

Ling Yu said and wanted to stand up. He finally knew that Yan Suyi had been deceiving himself all along, what was the substitute for Yuhan's parents to bear his worship, which was clearly to send his life to Gu. Although Ling Yu admired Yan Suyi's courage and courage, he couldn't agree to Yan Suyi's request.

Ling Yu was very aware of his situation, and today's catastrophe in Xuanmiao'an was caused by herself. If Yan Suyi handed over the Xuanmiao'an to herself, wouldn't that push the Xuanmiao'an into the sea of fire? Now Ling Yu's greatest wish is to want to break away from all relations with the Xuanmiao'an, and let herself bear the evil intentions of the Hui Chao and the Blood Monk. And Yan Suyi did this, but it was exactly the opposite of Ling Yu's idea.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yu just wanted to get up, but found that Yan Suyi had already pressed his hand on his shoulder. That was the power of the Supreme, it was all the power of Yan Suyi when she was dying, so that Ling Yu couldn't move and couldn't get rid of it.

"Ling Yu, listen to me, my time is running out. I can understand your plight, and I know that everything you have done is to let Genmyo-an escape the clutches of the Buddha for all eternity. However, do you think that when things have developed to such a point, we still have room to recover? Do I feel good when I give away the inheritance of Xuanmiao'an for millions of years? Ling Yu, when I decided to hand over Xuanmiao'an to you, the pressure in my heart was far beyond your imagination! But I know that you will not let me down. In good times, there are many defeated grasses, and heroes are created against the world. Qingwan is my eldest disciple, but she has no way to take over the burden of Xuanmiaoan. I was also helpless to be alone!" Yan Suyi saw that Ling Yu wanted to refuse, her eyes showed a thick sadness, and she sighed and said.

Seeing that Ling Yu finally stopped struggling, Yan Suyi patted Ling Yu's shoulder and said bewildermently: "Don't you like Yuhan? Aren't you very curious about her background? As long as you promise me to become the next master of Xuanmiao Nunnery, I will tell you what I know." This is a gentleman's agreement between the two of us, right?"

Although Yan Suyi seemed to be a kind elder, he was actually exquisite, with extremely high wrists, and he grasped Ling Yu's weakness in just a few words. The combination of soft and hard made Ling Yu have to follow her thoughts.

"Senior, it's not that the juniors don't want to save Xuan Miao Nunnery from fire and water, it's just that you are entrusting Xuan Miao Nunnery to me now, and it is precisely because you have harmed Xuan Miao An! I know that your purpose in doing this is nothing more than to make me promise you, but even if I promise you, Xuan Miao Nunnery still can't escape the clutches of Hui Chao!" Ling Yu shook his head and said.

"I must have my own reasons for deciding to do this. As the saying goes, a person is about to die, and his words are also good, are you still worried that I, the old woman who is about to enter the earth, will not be able to deceive you?" Yan Suyi's eyes crossed a wisp of vicissitudes and relief.

"Okay, I promise you! As long as I am still alive, I will protect the Xuanmiao Nunnery, the nunnery is here, and the nunnery is dead!" Ling Yu felt that Yan Suyi's vitality was passing rapidly, although her face was flat and there was a faint smile, but it was just a reflection of the dying moment, it seemed that this wise man was about to fall.

"Okay, you can take over this burden, and even if I die, I can also turn a blind eye. Yan Suyi paused and continued: "Ling Yu, although I handed over the Xuanmiao Nunnery to you, there are a few things you must keep in mind and must not be offended. First, you can't disturb Yuhan until she gets out. What Yuhan is closed is the relationship between life and death, she is already concerned about you, if you appear, it is likely that her mood will fluctuate, and her previous efforts will be lost. Second, you can't tell her the news of my death until she's out of the country. This girl is very thoughtful, if she knows that I was killed by the blood monk, she will definitely break through. At that time, she will definitely have demons in her heart, and her cultivation path will be cut off. Third, if you are really with Yuhan in the future, then you must stay together for the rest of your life, you can't give up from the beginning, and you can't do anything to be sorry for her!"

When he finished speaking, Yan Suyi's face began to become rosy, as if he had never been hit hard, and had recovered all his cultivation in an instant.

And when Ling Yu saw Yan Suyi's face, her heart tightened, and a sense of despair filled her heart. He could see that Yan Suyi was not regaining her cultivation, but was about to fall, and the red light on her face was a harbinger of returning to the light!

"Senior, how about you! You swallow the Heavenly Thunder Dew first, even if you can't keep your cultivation, you should be able to save your life at the very least!" Ling Yu took out the Heavenly Thunder Dew again, wanting to feed Yan Su under his clothes.

However, when Ling Yu had just raised his arm, he was interrupted by Yan Suyi again. She shook her head slowly, her expression extremely determined.

"Ling Yu, don't waste your efforts. This is my calamity, the destiny is like this, and it is difficult for manpower to do it. Now, I will tell you Yuhan's life experience, in fact, she is a god ......"

When Yan Suyi said this, there was no follow-up for a long time, which made Ling Yu, who was trying to listen, have doubts. And when he looked up at Yan Suyi, he found that the wise man of Xuanmiaoan had lost his vitality and died at some point.

"Master!" Seeing Yan Suyi's hands hanging down weakly, Qing Wan, who was trapped in the hall, instantly burst into tears, she clutched the window lattice tightly, grief-stricken.

"Senior!" Ling Yu looked at Yan Suyi, who seemed to be sleeping, and her tiger eyes turned red. He gently lowered Yan Suyi to the ground, anger spurting in his eyes.

"Xiao Yu ......" Seeing that Ling Yu's eyes were full of irreconcilable hatred when he looked at Hui Chao and the Blood Monk, Fu Chao and Xiao Hei hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to stop talking.

"Senior Yan Suyi, he has already died!" Ling Yu looked at Yan Suyi, who had lost her vitality, and then at Qingwan, whose face was already full of tears, and gritted her teeth and said.

Yan Suyi once ruled Xuanmiaoan for hundreds of years, she did her best for this ancient Taoist system, and dedicated her life to it, but she didn't expect to be killed by the evil gangsters of the Buddha of all ages when she was dying. Ling Yu sighed in her heart, could it be that good people really don't have a good death?

"Xiao Yu, be careful!" Just as Ling Yu was feeling emotional, he suddenly heard an angry roar coming from behind him.

Hearing the roar of ambush, Ling Yu felt a killing intent that locked him on, cold and piercing.

It happened suddenly, and Ling Yu didn't have any time to hesitate. I saw him glaring at him, and the ancient broken sword swung directly in the direction where the killing intent came from.

It wasn't until he forced back the strong man behind him that Ling Yu found out that it was the blood monk who wanted to sneak attack him while he was losing his mind.

Looking at the mocking color in the eyes of the blood monk, new hatred and old hatred welled up in his heart. Ling Yu stared at the blood monk coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "You, you must die today!"