The earth boundary, the Shenzhou Continent, the junction of the Northern Desert and the Western Regions, in a remote place, it is a desolate desert, the sun is scorching above the desert, and there is no life for thousands of miles. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

During the day, the desert is full of heatwaves, as if burning with flames, making people feel very hot, sweating profusely, and giving people the feeling of being in a sauna.

The vast desert, the dead sea of sand. Majestic, quiet, with a straight face, always gives you a monotonous color: yellow, yellow, always a scorching yellow, as if nature is here to freeze the turbulent waves, empty the angry waves, in an instant, so that it will always be still.

When it was almost dusk, on this uninhabited desert, a beautiful golden rainbow suddenly crossed over.

The golden rainbow dispersed, and a figure wearing a purple robe and a crown appeared in the sky, and when he looked closely, this person was actually Zhou Yan who had left the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and the three-star cave of the oblique moon.

And the purple robe on Zhou Yan's body is actually made of golden chain mail, after the Bodhi Patriarch personally reshaped the three costumes for Zhou Yan, they have all reached the quality of the best spirit soldiers, so that they have the art of change, and Zhou Yan has turned into such a monk's robe according to his own preferences.

At this time, Zhou Yan, under the guidance of the map given by the Bodhi Patriarch before, came to the place where the Nine Heavens Sunu sat and died, he stood on the clouds, looked down in all directions, and looked around, the desert in front of him was golden, and countless wrinkles of sand and stones surged up like solidified waves, extending to the golden horizon in the distance, and in this golden desert, there was a broken and old ancient temple standing abruptly.

After experiencing the baptism of sand and dust for an unknown number of years, this ancient temple that seems to be formed by the accumulation of yellow sand has long been crumbling, but it has still been standing tenaciously and has not been crushed by time, revealing a precipitation from history.

"It seems that the place told by the master is here, I hope there will be no accidents on this trip", looking at the ancient temple in front of him, Zhou Yan said with emotion.

When he saw this ancient temple, he didn't know why, but a feeling of uneasiness and panic suddenly appeared in his heart, as if if if he stepped into this ancient temple, something would happen, but for himself, it shouldn't be a very good thing. Although the Heavenly Dao is chaotic and the Heavenly Opportunity is not obvious now, as Zhou Yan, who has reached the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, the instinct of a whim cannot be erased.

Could it be that something will happen to me here? No, even in front of the Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court Lingxiao Treasure Palace, I have already come over, what can be difficult to stop me? Zhou Yan couldn't help but think to himself in his heart.

Should I go in or not? Looking at the somewhat desolate ancient temple, Zhou Yan felt a little entangled in his heart.

Forget it, no matter, I believe that the master will not harm me, I haven't seen any strong winds and waves, isn't it just an ancient temple, what's there to be afraid of, I'm the Monkey King!

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan descended from the clouds and walked towards the ancient temple with firm steps.

Stepping into the ancient temple, there was no surprise, but Zhou Yan was a little disappointed, but also let go of the worry in his heart.

After entering the ancient temple, Zhou Yan looked around the ancient temple, this ancient temple is not very big, but there is nothing superfluous in it, and there are not even any enshrined Buddha statues, gods, tablets and other things, therefore, the whole seems relatively empty, so that people can see the layout at a glance.

The only thing that is special is that the walls of this ancient temple are carved with different kinds of murals everywhere, which looks rich and colorful.

There are architectural paintings such as pavilions and pavilions, high-rise buildings, landscape paintings such as mountains and rivers, flowers and trees, and flying paintings such as scattered flowers and dancing.

Of course, the most of them are still flying maps.

Some of the characters in the flying picture have a round head, an oval face, a straight nose and big eyes, a big mouth and big ears, earrings, a round bun on their heads, or wear a crown of five Indian jewels, with a thick and short figure, a semi-naked upper body, a long skirt wrapped around the waist, a large scarf on the shoulders, the body is in a "U" shape, the feet are upturned, or break up, or close hands, there is a posture of flying in the air, but this flying posture is very clumsy, and there is a sense of falling.

Some of the characters in the flying pictures have slender faces, clear eyebrows, small noses and small mouths, and well-proportioned and harmonious facial features. The head is round, or wears a crown of five jewels, or a round bun. The body is slender, and some legs are twice the size of the waist. There are also many kinds of flying attitudes. Some travel across space, some take off with their arms, and some fly with their hands, with a heroic and generous bearing. The momentum is like a flying crane. Where the sky falls, the fragrant flowers fall, which is quite poetic of "the sky is full of void".

There are also characters in the flying picture, with their heads tied in buns, their upper bodies exposed, long skirts tied at their waists, ribbons on their shoulders, slender figures, shaped into a large opening and horizontal bows, flying against the wind, and playing waist drums, clappers, flutes, horizontal flutes, reed sheng, pipa, ruan strings, gonghou and other musical instruments. The ceiling rotates around, the clouds drift, setting off the flying sky and flying in the wind, the body is as light as a swallow, taking care of each other, free and happy, roaming the starry sky.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan probably already knew where the Nine Heavens Su Niangniang's Hundred Flowers Dao Boundary Map would be, if it was as expected, its body should be one of the murals on the wall here, but which one it would be, you still need to find it carefully.

Originally, if you want to find out a mural made of the Hundred Flowers Dao Boundary Map from the murals here, it is not a simple matter, because Zhou Yan probably counted the murals here, and there were about hundreds, but Zhou Yan had another Dao boundary map on his body, that is, the landscape Dao boundary map obtained from Zhao Wenhe, the ghost emperor of the West.

If he had a Dao Boundary Map in his hand, then according to the aura traction between the two, Zhou Yan believed that he could still easily find that Dao Boundary Map.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan was about to take out the landscape boundary map.

"Nam no Amitabha ......"

However, at this time, Zhou Yan's ears suddenly remembered a Buddha horn, in this desolate and empty ancient temple, the sudden sound of the Buddha horn was particularly ethereal and loud.

In front of Zhou Yan's eyes, under a flying mural in the ancient temple, a monk wearing a yellow monk's robe, with a distressed complexion and a somewhat blessed figure, glowed with a trace of yellow Buddha light, slowly emerging from the ground.

Looking at this monk who suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhou Yan's heart was shocked, you must know that when he entered this ancient temple, in his divine sense exploration, there was no second living soul in this ancient temple except for himself, and now, there would be a monk who evaded the detection of his divine sense and appeared in front of his eyes, how could he not surprise Zhou Yan's heart.

"Monk, who are you, why did you appear here?", Zhou Yan asked vigilantly.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's Dharma name is raising a bowl, from Lingshan Xitian Buddhism, I have seen this Taoist friend, Taoist friend is polite, I don't know what this Taoist friend is doing here?

Although the tone of this bowl-raising monk was calm, but in and out of his words, there was a deep threat, as if Zhou Yan did not leave here, he would make Zhou Yan look good.

While the bowl monk was speaking, an invisible and calm Yuan Shen power emanated from the bowl monk's body and pressed towards Zhou Yan's body, as if he wanted to force Zhou Yan back.

"Hmph, Lingshan Xitian Buddhism, the Dharma name is to raise the bowl, it seems that you are one of the eighteen Arhats, it's great! You don't want to stay in your Lingshan Da Lei Yin Temple, what are you doing here when you have nothing to do? Is it really that you are a group of extremely boring monks who go everywhere, and it really makes this seat feel very unhappy, is it really that these Three Realms are the Three Realms of your Western Heaven Buddhism? The tone is really not small, this seat wants to see how you can do this little bowl Arhat can do with this seat, since you meet this seat today, then you can only obediently accept your fate", after hearing this bowl Arhat report to his home, Zhou Yan snorted coldly, his eyes revealed a trace of cold breath, and he said disdainfully.

"Amitabha, it seems that Taoist friends have a great misunderstanding of Western Heavenly Buddhism, why don't you and I have a good long talk, and let the poor monk enlighten Taoist friends well, I don't know what this Taoist friend is called?", the arhat said unhurriedly. Because, thousands of years ago, the Arhat didn't actually see the Monkey King in his previous life, so he didn't recognize Zhou Yan's identity, after adding Zhou Yan to leave Lingtai Fangcun Mountain before, in order to hide his whereabouts, he covered up most of his cultivation breath, and only revealed the performance of the immortal level true fairyland, so the Arhat raised the bowl and faced Zhou Yan so lightly.

You must know that Zhou Yan's breathing technique was obtained from the Bodhi Patriarch, and how could the breathing technique taught by the Bodhi Patriarch, who is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, be ordinary, with Zhou Yan's cultivation in the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal at this time, even the strongest existence of the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal may not be able to see through Zhou Yan's breathing technique, as for the Arhat in front of him who only has a small success in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, it is even more impossible to see through Zhou Yan's breathing technique.

"Hahaha, who am I, you would ask me who I am? It's so funny, your Western Heaven Buddhism has suppressed me for a thousand years, you will ask who I am, this seat does not change its name or surname, it is the Monkey King of the demon clan, the Taoist name Sun Wukong, of course, you can also call the name of this seat Zhou Yan, it doesn't matter, because you are already a dead man in the eyes of this seat, and this seat will not care what the dead will do", Zhou Yan said in a calm tone.