After leaving the Golden Sky Temple, Ling Yu and the three of them rode Wakaki Ye in the direction of Xuanmiaoan.

The Golden Sky Temple is the guardian of the Western Desert, and this place is located in the very center of the Western Desert, not far from the Xuan Miao Temple. Moreover, whether Ling Yu is still in turmoil, even if Xiao Hei, who is lazy and greedy on weekdays, is a first-class master in Huaxia, and the three of them are naturally extremely fast in controlling Wakanoha.

If the leaves were galloping, the ancient trees of yellow sand around him were like spirit beasts shuttling through the boundless sea of stars, passing by the three of them and flying towards the unknown place behind them. The scorching light of the sun shone on the trio, stretching their shadows long, and the projection swept across the earth so that it was impossible to catch with the eye.

The territory of the Western Desert is vast, and the three of them set off in the early morning and galloped all the way, flawlessly browsing the scenery around them. They have only one thought in their hearts, and that is to arrive at the Xuan Miao Temple as soon as possible to solve the crisis of the Xuan Miao Temple.

Finally, at dusk in the western mountains, they came to the realm of Xuanmiaoan. As the holy land of the righteous path in the Western Desert, Xuanmiaoan is prosperous with incense on weekdays, and there is an endless stream of people who seek martial arts to worship. It's just that now that the era of martial arts has begun, Xuanmiaoan is suffering from an unprecedented calamity since the founding of the sect. Therefore, many Chinese forces who came here also smelled a hint of danger and turned back halfway. As a result, the vicinity of the original Xuanmiaoan became extremely deserted.

A few crows perched lonely on the dead trees, their hoarse cries adding to the desolation.

Ling Yu drove Ruo Mu Ye and slowly descended to the earth, he turned his head to look at Fu Chao and Xiao Hei, a trace of melancholy appeared in his eyes, and he said softly: "I feel a strong killing force in the void, I'm afraid things are even worse than we imagined." To be on the safe side, I think we can only hide our breath and make plans after we have found out. ”

Although Ling Yu's age is much younger than that of the ambush, whether it is Wu Dao or the ambush, they all look forward to Ling Yu's horse. The reason is because Ling Yu is smart and full of wisdom. It's not that the mind is dull, it's just that there are many ways in the world, and Ling Yu wants to see it more thoroughly.

Therefore, for Ling Yu's suggestion, Fu Chao nodded and had no objection. But Xiao Hei was sullen on the side, muttering something in his mouth.

Seeing Xiao Hei's expression, Ling Yu and Fu Chao slowly walked to Xiao Hei's side, and his self-muttering voice also reached Ling Yu's ears: "You little fox, trick me into coming to Xuan Miao Nunnery, it is estimated that when I see Hui Chao and the Blood Monk in a while, there will inevitably be a big battle." No, I have to think of a foolproof solution, friendship is important, but life is even more important......"

Hearing Xiao Hei's muttering, Ling Yu and Fu Chao glanced at each other and smiled. It seems that this little black is still haunted by the fact that he deceived him.

Thinking of this, Ling Yu patted Xiao Hei's shoulder violently, but unexpectedly, Xiao Hei's heart was full of anxiety and worry at this time, and he was thinking about countermeasures. Ling Yu's actions directly frightened Xiao Hei to jump.

Xiao Hei pointed directly at Ling Yu, with a frightened look in his eyes, and shouted urgently: "What are you doing! This divine beast has been deceived by you to Xuanmiaoan, how do you want to ravage me! Tell you, this divine beast also has backbone, don't go too far!"

Seeing Xiao Hei's black face flushed, Ling Yu couldn't cry or laugh, he thought that in the ten years that he had been silent in the Sea of Chaos, Xiao Hei's courage would grow, but he didn't expect that he was still the same as before, showing off his might on the surface, but greedy for life and afraid of death in his heart.

"Xiao Hei, you and the old bandit are waiting for me here, I will go to Xuanmiao Nunnery to explore the truth first, and we will make plans after we come back. You must not act rashly, lest you be exposed and discovered by the power of the Buddha for all eternity. Although Xiao Hei seemed to be extremely reluctant to be deceived by himself to Xuan Miao Nunnery, Ling Yu knew that Xiao Hei's nature was like this. If he really suffers from danger, I'm afraid Xiao Hei will be the first person to save him.

"That's what you said, we want to stay away from the old bald donkeys of the Buddha of all eternity. Their cultivation is profound, although they are Buddhist disciples, but they are darker than me when they move, but if there is the slightest possibility, I am not willing to take the initiative to provoke them. Xiao Hei seemed to be extremely in agreement with Ling Yu's proposal, and nodded again and again.

"Xiao Yu, Hui Chao and the Blood Monk and others have seen you, if they find out that you have come to the Western Desert, I am afraid it will be unfavorable to you! The purpose of these people is to lure you out by sanctioning Xuan Miao'an, if you take the initiative to show up, you will fall into their arms!" Fu Chao's face was solemn, and he reminded in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, just two fake monks, they won't find me yet. I'll cover my qi with the Hidden Spirit Stone, and I still have the mask left by Fat Wu. Hui Lan and the others have seen my true face, but they don't know me wearing a mask. Ling Yu nodded, signaling for relief.

Ling Yu said, took out a mask from his bosom and put it on his head. This mask was given to him by Wu Dao at the beginning, although it was easy to be seen through in front of a strong person with advanced cultivation, but if Ling Yu hid his qi, and in the chaotic environment of Xuanmiao'an, he believed that the Blood Monk and Hui Chao should not be aware of him.

After repeatedly telling Fu Chao and Xiao Hei, Ling Yu took the Hidden Spirit Stone into his arms, rearranged his makeup, and deliberately wiped a handful of dust on his face. Ling Yu knew that Hui Lan and the others rushed from the Southern Wilderness to the Western Desert, they must be dusty, and if they were neat and tidy, it would be easy to get into trouble.

Ling Yu hid his breath and hurried towards Xuan Miao Nunnery. Xuan Miao Nunnery is located in the Western Desert, and compared to the other three of the four gates of the righteous path, Xuan Miao Nunnery is actually not like a Taoist system, but more like a kingdom. Because outside the Xuanmiao Nunnery, there is a mound about dozens of zhang high, which is what Ling Yu thought when he came to the Xuanmiao Nunnery last time. And this time, when Ling Yu came to Xuanmiao Nunnery again, he found that under the mound weathered by dust and sand, there was actually a circle of naturally generated stone mountains.

The rock walls in the stone mountain are extremely hard, and I am afraid that even ordinary earth-level spirit weapons cannot cut out knife marks. But after hundreds of millions of years of blowing in the yellow sand of the Western Desert, the indestructible stone wall has also revealed a little mottle. Ling Yu knew that it was the traces of time, the confirmation left by time.

Ling Yu leaned his body against the stone wall, and while leaning out the cultivator's qi in the layers of stone walls with his divine sense, he quietly walked towards the Xuanmiao Nunnery.

Ling Yu didn't use the Holy Dragon Body Crossing Method to gallop through the sky, Hui Chao and the Blood Monk were both strong people in the Immortal Realm, if they rashly used their body methods, it would be easy for them to be detected by the powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Buddhas.

At first, Ling Yu only heard a lot of noisy noises coming from the direction of Xuanmiao'an. But as Ling Yu approached, those voices gradually became clearer, and Ling Yu found that it seemed that there were two people in Xuan Miao'an who were confronting each other. Cursing, laughing, and scolding came one after another, and it sounded like it was already a tense moment.

Ling Yu frowned slightly, and finally took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the main hall of Xuanmiao'an. The reason why the blood monk and Hui Chao attacked the Xuanmiaoan was because of their special relationship with Duanmu Yuhan. Therefore, Ling Yu could not remain indifferent.

Ling Yu cautiously bypassed the heavy stone walls, and finally saw the figures of the Buddha of the Ten Thousand Ages and the monks.

In front of the Xuanmiao Nunnery, Yan Suyi's face was cold, her jade teeth were clenched, and her eyes spewed out anger, facing the blood monk and Hui Chao opposite.

And in the open space in front of the main hall of Xuanmiaoan, nearly three hundred bald cultivators held swords in their hands, and they were murderous. These people were dressed in uniform monk's robes, and although they looked different, the ferocious color in their eyes was the same.

Ling Yu didn't know if he could still call them monks, because in Ling Yu's impression, whether it was the cultivators of Xiaolin Temple, or Yan Bei and Fanhai, they were all wise people who had the world in their hearts, and they were compassionate and compassionate. However, these monks of the Buddha of eternity in front of them are full of anger and hideous faces, no different from evil people.

"Yan Suyi, now that Huaxia has entered the troubled times, although we have not obtained Huaxia luck, you still can't protect this barren ancient star. The purpose of our trip is very simple, as long as you hand over Duanmu Yuhan to us, we promise not to hurt any of your disciples of Xuanmiaoan. There is an old saying in your Chinese that those who know the times are Junjie. As the head of the Xuanmiao Nunnery, you won't be so pedantic, right?" the blood monk glanced at Yan Suyi, who was pale with disdain, and teased.

"Phew, you murderous people, you are disciples of Buddhism in vain. Yu Han is a disciple of my Xuanmiao'an, and our Xuanmiao'an is one of the four gates of the Chinese Righteous Path, how can I be blackmailed by you! I will fight for my life today, and I will not let you get your wish!" Yan Suyi trembled with anger, and the knuckles holding the dust looked extremely pale because of the exertion.

"Hahaha, Lord Yan'an, your vision is too short-sighted. Lord Red Ghost has already received the help of a master during his retreat, and he will completely destroy Huaxia in the near future, so what's the point of your dying struggle? What's more, we want you to hand over Duanmu Yuhan not to kill her, but just to use her to lure Ling Yu out. Your Xuanmiao'an has gone through hundreds of thousands of years of ancient inheritance, and you can't bear to bury thousands of lives of your Xuanmiao'an because of a small disciple, right?" The blood monk was extremely arrogant, and his eyes were filled with a wisp of evil intent.

"Hmph, blood monk, Hui Chao, you should be less arrogant. Yu Han is the most outstanding disciple of my Xuan Miao Nunnery, how can he be used by you villains. Although my Xuanmiaoan is not as good as the four domains of the emperor, it is also the façade of the righteous path of China. The disciples of Xuan Miao'an are all full of blood, even if we fight to the death, we will not let you get your wish! What's more, Yuhan's identity, you can't afford to provoke!" Yan Suyi's silver teeth opened lightly, and said coquettishly.

Ling Yu, who was hidden in the dark, heard the conversation between Yan Suyi and the blood monk, and his heart moved. Regarding Duanmu Yuhan's life experience, Ling Yu had already guessed. However, when he asked Yan Suyi, the other party did not tell him directly. But intuition told Ling Yu that Duanmu Yuhan's parents might have a big background. And what really alerted him was the words of the Blood Monk, who said that the Red Ghost had received help from a superior during his retreat, and, listening to his words, it seemed that the Red Ghost had something to rely on. So is the person who helps the red ghost the mysterious black hand? What kind of confidence does that master secretly help the red ghost give the red ghost to make the blood monk so arrogant and unstoppable?

"Don't pretend to be advanced there, Duanmu Yuhan is just a disciple you value, I heard that she is an orphan and has been adopted by you since she was a child. It can't be the seed of evil born to you and some wild man, right? ha...... Yan Suyi, this world is not as simple as you see, in fact, when you cultivate to the realm of you and me, the boundary between good and evil is really blurred, why should you deceive yourself!" The blood monk glanced at Yan Suyi contemptuously, and his words were unusually excessive.

"You, you shameless demon monk, full of nonsense, you really deserve to be killed! Not only are you like a tiger and wolf, but you also ruined the reputation of my Xuanmiao Nunnery, even if we die in battle, we will definitely not give in!" Yan Suyi was so angry that the blood monk's body trembled, and he roared sharply.

Looking at Yan Suyi's expression, Ling Yu couldn't help but secretly clench her fists. This blood monk is really not a good thing, and he can even say that kind of despicable words, it seems that there is really no good kind among the Buddhas of this eternity.

Ling Yu let out a long sigh, and had to admit that some of the Blood Monk's words were indeed true. In this thin world where life is thinner than paper, everyone is quietly snatching the opportunity, who cares about good and evil? Yan Suyi's wind and bones are like a bright moon, but in this world, who can calm down and look up at that pure moonlight?

Thinking of this, Ling Yu shook his head helplessly, quietly retreated, and slowly retreated towards Xiao Hei and the square where he had stopped in ambush.