The sky was blue, and there was no trace of clouds, transparent and lofty. Meng Qi, Zhenhui and Gu Changqing followed Hongneng, stepping on the gravel, and walking towards greed sweat.

Although the three of them did not have all their strength, their light skills were not weak, and they were considered extremely fast. Hongneng seemed to be walking normally, but he was not slower than them at all, and he almost felt like he was growing lotus step by step.

After a few hours, the weathered rocks on the vast Gobi Desert began to increase, and the terrain also fluctuated. At this point, Meng Qi knew that Gang Khan was already very close.

At this moment, the sky suddenly became dark, not the gloomyness of dark clouds gathering, but a cool and light shadow, as if the sky was covered by a layer of gauze.

"Amitabha, three of you remember to follow me closely, and don't be affected by the things around you. If your heart does not cause any turbulence, then you will be in the Pure Land." Hongneng suddenly spoke.

"Yes, Senior Brother Hongneng." Meng Qi clasped his hands together and thought to himself whether he was close to Tianhaiyuan? Or is it because of Tianhaiyuan now that the scorching sun has turned into a cool and comfortable weather?

Zhenhui looked around curiously: "Senior Brother Hongneng, you haven't entered the terrain of greed and sweat. Could it be that Tian Haiyuan has moved here by himself?"

Before Hongneng answered, the scenery ahead changed. It was originally a Gobi desolate desert dotted by several weathered rocks, which was endless and desolate. At this time, the mountains on both sides were dark green, and a big river flew over it, wandering and flowing, clear and visible to the bottom, and each pebbles had its own shape.

On the edge of the river, green grass and warblers are flying, flowers and trees are forming forests. From time to time, there are villages. When you look up, you can see the mountains, caves and mists. If you look into the distance, the river water flows upwards and forms a flat lake with vast waves on the plateau ahead. It is light blue and transparent, with vast waves and water vapor evaporates, just like the sea in the sky.

"The source of the sky and sea..." Just seeing this scene, these three words appeared in Meng Qi's mind. Then he remembered another passage, "Suddenly, I met a peach blossom forest, with hundreds of steps between the shore, no miscellaneous trees, fresh grass, colorful fallen flowers... Entering from the mouth. It was so narrow at first, it was only when I could understand people. I walked dozens of steps and suddenly realized..."

In the vast and deserted Gobi Desert, I suddenly encountered such a beautiful place in the Central Plains, and I really felt like I was entering the Peach Blossom Land.

"Amitabha Buddha. The source of the sky sea is a rare type in the secret realm. It can move freely. Today is in the greedy sweating, and tomorrow is in the East China Sea. And if it is not a chance, you will really encounter the entrance, otherwise the host in the inner world will let you see it, making it difficult for you to encounter it. Even if you walk through it, you will not notice it." Hongneng emphasized this point in a more exaggerated way. From greedy sweating to the East China Sea, it is possible that there is only one day.

This is the feeling of not being in the same world... Meng Qi sent a secret message to Zhenhui. He told him not to run around, and to follow Hongneng closely, and to look at Gu Changqing without squinting his eyes.

"Hehe, someone is here!" A group of beautiful women emerged from the flower trees, with graceful figures. Looking at Meng Qi and others walking on the shore, they pointed and looked like they hadn't seen humans for many years.

A young woman with charming eyes and eyes bravely walked to Meng Qi and others with a glamorous look, and said with a fascinating look: "A few guys, you're tired from afar, why not go to my house for a while and have some tea?"

Hongneng looked ahead without looking at him, as if the young woman beside her was a red pink skeleton.

Meng Qi recalled the mood of his mind after resisting Ananda's sword technique backfire, and passed by without waves. Zhenhui was still young and had no feelings about it. Gu Changqing silently recited the inappropriate one's fault and did not regard it or listen to it.

Women gathered up and wanted to pull the clothes of several people and turn them home. They could reach out and penetrate them directly, as if nothing was needed.

They were stunned for a moment, and a charming smile appeared on their faces. They untied their clothes with their hands and slowly slid down. Their bodies were either young or mature, and some were licking their lips with pink tongues. Some were filled with strange eyes. Some were touching their chests, and some were moaning softly. Suddenly, Meng Qi and others were surrounded by demon dance fields, with colorful colors and fat and pink skin, which made people uncontrollable.

The way of ** is nothing more than this, and it is as strong as if it is filled with a faint pink aura.

"Amitabha Buddha, the relics, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; since form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Feeling, thinking, action, and consciousness are the same..." Hongneng recited the Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

Although Meng Qi was quite "informed" in this regard, he still couldn't bear the temptation that the Nine-tailed Fox clan pointed directly into his heart. He quickly used the state of mind brought by Ananda's sword technique, bowed his head and thought about Hongneng. The color was not different from empty or empty.

In comparison, Zhenhui opened her eyes open with frank and curiousness, without any emotion rising, she looked dull, but gave people the feeling of being wise and foolish. Gu Changqing's breathing became heavy, her eyes closed tightly, her mouth kept reciting the teachings of the saint, holding each other with her hands, and finally endured it.

"You are finally here." A sweet and faint voice sounded, and the naked women of the fox clan suddenly disappeared, and everything like the magical scene disappeared, showing women in good clothes. They looked flushed, and some covered their faces. Obviously, the illusion techniques they had just used made them shy. Some of them were also blushing, but they were complacent and calm. Instead, they stuck out their tongues at Meng Qi and others, making faces, looking cute and silly.

For some reason, Meng Qi felt that such people were more tempting than what they did on purpose just now.

"Amitabha, fortunately they don't know..." Meng Qi quickly calmed down Gu Jing Wubo's state of mind.

A figure ahead was like a weak willow and the wind was coming, and it was the little fox I met before. She was dressed conservatively. Apart from her charming head, she only had her hands and a pair of necks exposed. The snow-white dress wrapped herself tightly without losing her elegance.

As the saying goes, "If you want to be pretty, you will be filial", the little fox is pure and beautiful. With his current dress, he is even more charming and beautiful. With his slender and fair neck, a little baby-fat slender hands, and natural charming bones that reveal themselves in his cuteness. The conservative dress does not seem conservative, but instead makes people feel crazy to tear the clothes apart, which is many times tempting than the nude fox girl phantom before.

Guru, Meng Qi swallowed a mouthful of saliva and didn't dare to look again. He moved his eyes down and stared at his toes. The nine-tailed demon fox clan was full of charm. Only the great monks and the Xuanmen Yushi could resist it. His pseudo-monk was far from practicing, but if he really practiced Ananda's sword technique to the end, he seemed not afraid...

His thoughts flew, and before he knew it, he spread to another place, a little forgot that there was a little fox standing in front of him.

Gu Changqing also didn't dare to look at the ground, staring at the ground, as if he could pick up silver there.

Zhenhui, like Hongneng, looked straight straight, and looked at the little fox with a pure appreciation attitude.

"Amitabha, the donor has resentment in his heart, and it is rare to be calm." Hongneng said, and he would not look at the little fox again.

After a while, the four of them passed by the little fox without any danger. She was so angry that she stamped her feet on the spot and showed her silly.

"Will you have no one in the sea source that day?" Gao Kuang's majestic voice came from afar, and the sky became dim and dim. The head of a fox whose mouth could swallow the mountain peaks was prominent in the air, and eight white tails were entangled around it.

Its aura was terrifying, and its demonic energy penetrated from the blue sky and reached the yellow spring. It was the most terrifying demonic energy that Meng Qi felt in his life.

The deterrence and tremor brought by the demonic energy went straight into the heart. Meng Qi's body trembled slightly, and the golden bell cover was about to move subconsciously, but Hongneng's previous repeated advice immediately sounded. Don't be fighting, be at ease and purity, and face everything with a heart of bliss and freedom.

So, he restrained his energy and spirit. He held Gu Changqing with his left hand and held Zhenhui, who could not resist the subconscious reaction of his body with his right hand, and brought his inner energy into him to help them stabilize.

Hehe. If you are wise and foolish, you are still irresistible at this time... Meng Qi thought with a slight smug attitude, you are a little better than you when facing the temptation of beauty just now.

I am such a narrow-minded person. I will never miss the opportunity to laugh at me!

"Amitabha, why should the donor be obsessed with the past cause and effect?" Hongneng sighed and walked forward, feeling like a bamboo stick and a straw sandalwood is lighter than a horse.

Meng Qi returned to his "outer" attitude, followed Hongneng with a smile on his lips and walked away.

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In the evil ridge, the Luoju Daying was the main camp.

"Kangzhi, you have to send people to help me search for that guy." A man with a slightly hunched back and dark skin, looking like a country farmer in both appearance and dressing up, and said with a sad face, as if he was worried about the crops in his own fields that had failed this year. There was a black mole the size of a thumb on the corner of his eyebrows.

A thirty-year-old scholar who was shaking a folding fan and was like a scholar in the Central Plains laughed and said, "You are the boss, you are the nephew of Boss Zeluo. Your business is ours. Although Boss Zeluo is still avoiding Shaolin reinforcements in Hale, as long as you order, we will go through fire and water, and we will do whatever we want."

"Oh, don't say it so seriously, it's just a search for a boy." The man who looked like a farmer was "Landing Yan Luo" who was the leader of the seventy-two bandits in Helian Mountain. He once ranked forty-one on the list, but after he was over thirty-five, he was automatically down.

He heard Kang Zhi's vague solicitation, and did not dare to take on this sentence, and said to himself: "Oh, who did I provoke whom? I don't know when I robbed a kid. He returned from martial arts and took revenge. He killed all eighteen brothers, eighteen brothers!"

"I chased him all the way to Genghan, but I lost his trace. I had to go up to the evil ridge and ask for your help."

Kang Zhi heard that You had suffered so much loss, so he became serious: "Please, please tell me, the boss, and then describe this kid's appearance. I can find a painter to paint it as a search picture."

"No problem, Kang Zhi, you are the number one military advisor of Uncle Ze Luo, please give me everything." You Huanduo seemed to have no momentum, "By the way, you just said Shaolin reinforcements, I wonder who was coming?"

Kang Zhi sighed: "Shaolin spent a lot of money, and the first Kōmiya Temple in the Damo Academy and the first Wujing in the Precepts Academy."

"Kumami? Although he has not yet stepped into the Dharma body, he is also one of the top 30 people on the ground list." You Huanduo frowned.

Kongjian is one of the only monks of the Kong generation.

Kang Zhi shook the folding fan: "Isn't it? Is the outdoor peak of the martial arts sect comparable to the average outdoor peak?"

Although people who can reach the peak of the outdoor scene and have ordinary people must have many adventures. "Inheritance" is not bad, but only some people are unique and have the remains of ancient gods or immortals, which can be compared with the peak of the main martial arts sect that directly practices the unique skills of Dharmakaya. The remaining part of the outdoor scene is more or less a bit worse.

"Oh, the ancestor has returned to Hale anyway, so there is no need to think about it anymore." You Huanduo sighed.

Kang Zhi snorted: "I really don't dare to think about the Shaolin people, but I found out the person who helped the little bald donkey. The 'Young Hero' identified him. He was Gu Changqing from Gujiabao. He was there that night when Uncle Anguo died. He happened to be there. He left in a hurry the next day. Humph, if he didn't deal with him, he would think there was no one in my evil ridge!"

"What do you want to do?" You Huanduo still looked frowning.

Kang Zhi smiled: "Helping people outside the Western Regions bully the locals is one of the things that the Great Asura hates the most. I want to see if I can still protect Gujiabao."

"Don't force people too much, as you're a stubborn temper," You Huanduo scratched his head.
Chapter completed!