The sky was a brilliant blue, without a single cloud in sight, transparent and far-reaching. Meng Qi, Zhen Hui, and Gu Changqing followed behind Hong Nang, treading on the gravel, heading towards Gan Han.

  Although the three had not exerted their full strength, they were all quite agile and extremely fast on foot. Meanwhile, Hong appeared to be walking normally, yet he was in no way slower than them, with an almost ethereal quality to his steps.

  After several hours, the wind-eroded rocks on the vast Gobi began to increase, and the terrain also became undulating. At this point, Meng Qi knew that Ganhan was very close.

  At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, not with a gloomy gathering of black clouds, but with a cool and refreshing shadow, as if the sky was covered by a layer of light gauze.

  "Amitabha, the three of you must follow closely behind me and not be influenced by things around you. If your mind is calm and peaceful, then your body will be in a pure land." Hong Neng said suddenly.

  "Yes, Master Hongnang." Meng Qi joined his hands together and thought to himself, Could it be that he was getting close to the Tianhaiyuan? Or was it because of the Tianhaiyuan that the scorching sun had turned into a cool and refreshing weather?

  Zhen Hui looked around curiously: "Hong Neng Shixiong, we haven't even entered the Greedy Desert terrain yet, could it be that Tian Haiyuan himself has moved over here?"

  Hong Nai hadn't replied yet, but the scenery in front of him had already changed. What was originally a vast expanse of Gobi Desert dotted with weathered rocks now became two verdant mountain peaks on either side, with a large river flowing through the middle, its crystal-clear waters reflecting the sky above, and variously shaped pebbles scattered about.

  On the banks of the great river, green grass and swallows fly, flowers and trees form a forest, with villages and homes appearing from time to time. Looking up, you can still see mountain peaks and caves shrouded in mist. As far as the eye can see, the river water flows upwards, gathering on the high plateau into a vast and serene lake, its pale blue waters transparent and sparkling, with steam rising, just like a sea in the sky.

  "Tianhaiyuan..." Just seeing such a scene, Mengqi's mind flashed with these three words, and then he remembered another passage, "Suddenly came across a peach blossom forest, hundreds of feet along the riverbank, no miscellaneous trees in between, fragrant grass and beautiful flowers, fallen petals scattered everywhere... The entrance was narrow at first, only allowing one person to pass. After walking dozens of steps, it suddenly opened up..."

  In the vast and desolate Gobi Desert, I suddenly came across a place that was as beautiful as the Central Plains brocade, it really felt like stepping into the Peach Blossom Spring.

  "Amitabha, the Tianhaiyuan is a rare and secluded place that can move freely. Today it's in Ganhuan, tomorrow it's in Donghai. Unless you have a chance encounter and meet the person in charge inside, you won't be able to see it even if you pass by. Hong Neng emphasized this point with exaggeration, from Ganhuan to Donghai, where could it possibly be just for one day?"

  This is the feeling of being in a different realm... Meng Qi transmitted a voice to Zhen Hui, reminding him not to run around randomly, and to closely follow behind Hong Neng. He himself walked together with Gu Changqing, his eyes fixed straight ahead, his heart calm and serene.

  "Hehe, someone's here!" A beautiful woman emerged from the flower tree, her figure slender and elegant. She looked at Meng Qi and the others on the shore, pointing and gesturing excitedly, as if she hadn't seen a human in years.

  A young woman with a charming smile and captivating eyes walked up to Meng Qi and the others, her gaze mesmerizing as she said, "Gentlemen, you must be tired from your journey. Why not come to my home and rest for a while? I'll serve some tea?"

  Hong Nai looked ahead, his eyes fixed on something, as if the young woman beside him was a red-powdered skull.

  Meng Qi savored the feeling of each time he had defended against Ah Nan's Breaking Blade Technique, passing through it calmly and unruffled. Zhen Hui was still young and felt nothing, while Gu Zhang Qing silently recited "Do not look at what is not proper to look at, do not listen to what is not proper to listen to."

  A group of women gathered around, wanting to grab onto someone's clothes and drag them back home, but when they reached out their hands, they passed right through as if there was nothing there.

  They were stunned, and a charming smile appeared on each of their faces. They slowly undressed, revealing their youthful or mature bodies. Some touched their hair, some licked their lips, some had an unusual glow in their eyes, some caressed their chests, and some moaned softly. Suddenly, the surroundings of Meng Qi and others were like a demonic dance floor, with vibrant colors, shiny skin, making it hard for people to resist.

  The way of lust is nothing more than this, intense and as if surrounded by a faint pink mist.

  "Amitabha Buddha, Sariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is just emptiness, emptiness is just form. Perception, conception, volitional action, and consciousness are also like this..." Master Hongneng began to recite the Buddhist scripture in a low voice.

  Although Meng Qi had some "experience" in this regard, he still couldn't bear the temptation of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan's direct attack on his heart. He quickly switched to the mindset brought by the Arhat Breaking Precept Blade Method and followed Hong Neng in reciting: "Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form."

  In comparison, Zhen Hui's eyes were wide open with curiosity and honesty, without any hint of lustful emotions, looking rather dull but giving off an air of great wisdom. On the other hand, Gu Zhang Qing's breathing became heavy, his eyes tightly shut, muttering the teachings of the saints in his mouth, his hands clasped together, barely holding back.

  "You've finally arrived." A sweet and eerie voice sounded, the naked fox tribe women suddenly disappeared, and everything that was like a demonic illusion ceased to exist. A group of well-dressed women appeared, their faces flushed red, some covering their cheeks, clearly embarrassed by the magic they had just performed. Others, although also blushing, pretended to be calm, sticking out their tongues at Meng Qi and the others, making silly faces, with a playful and charming attitude.

  For some reason, Meng Qi felt that they were even more alluring than their deliberately made appearance earlier.

  "Amitabha, fortunately they themselves don't know..." Meng Qi hastily calmed down Gu Jing's heart.

  A figure emerged in the distance, like a weak willow swaying in the wind, walking slowly and elegantly. It was the little fox they had met earlier. She was dressed conservatively, with only her head, hands, and a section of her neck exposed, while her snow-white dress wrapped around her body tightly yet still managed to appear flowing.

  It is said that "to be beautiful, one must be virtuous", the little fox itself is pure and absolutely beautiful, matching with its current outfit, it's even more charming and exceptionally beautiful, plus its slender white neck, a bit chubby hands, the natural charm revealed in its coquettishness, the conservative outfit doesn't look conservative at all, instead, it makes people have an urge to tear off their clothes wildly, this is many times more seductive than the fully naked Fox Girl illusion before.

  Gulu, Meng Qi swallowed a mouthful of saliva and didn't dare to look again. He lowered his gaze, staring at the tip of his toes. The nine-tailed demon fox's charm was fully activated, which only high-ranking monks or Xuanmen feathered warriors could resist. His own pseudo-monk cultivation still had a long way to go, but if he really practiced the Arhat Broken Precept Blade Technique all the way through, it seemed that he wouldn't be afraid either...

  His thoughts were in disarray and he unwittingly wandered off somewhere else, almost forgetting that the little fox was still standing in front of him.

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

  Zhen Hui looked at the little fox with a straightforward and appreciative attitude, just like Hong Neng.

  "Amitabha Buddha, the donor's heart has resentment and it is hard to calm down." Hong Neng said a sentence and stopped looking at the little fox.

  After a moment, the four of them safely passed by the little fox, who was so angry that she stomped her foot on the spot, revealing her spoiled and adorable nature.

  "Are you saying that the Heavenly Origin is uninhabited?" A stern voice echoed from afar, the sky growing increasingly dark. A fox's head, capable of devouring a mountain with one bite, protruded in mid-air, surrounded by eight white tails.

  Its momentum is terrifying, with a demonic aura that pierces the blue sky and reaches down to the Yellow Springs, which is the most frightening demonic aura Meng Qi has ever felt in his life.

  The eerie atmosphere brought a sense of intimidation and trepidation, piercing deep into his heart. Meng Qi's body trembled slightly, and the Golden Bell Shield was about to activate subconsciously, but he immediately recalled Hongyi's repeated warnings: do not harbor any intention of conflict, remain calm and serene, and face everything with an open and carefree mind.

  He then gathered his vital energy and spirit, with his left hand supporting Gu Changqing's weak legs, and his right hand holding Zhen Hui who was also involuntarily reacting physically, inputting internal energy to help them stabilize.

  Heh heh, you're still unable to resist at times like these... Meng Qi thought with a hint of pride, earlier his junior brother was slightly better than him when facing temptation by beauty.

  I'm just a narrow-minded person who never misses an opportunity to mock!

  "Amitabha, benefactor, why must you cling to the karma that has already passed?" Hong Neng sighed and stepped forward, feeling as if his bamboo staff and straw sandals were lighter than a horse.

  Meng Qi resumed his "out of dust" posture, following behind Hong Nang, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and floated along.

  …………

  Xia Ling then settled in Da Ying's large camp.

  "Kang Zhi, can you send some men to help me catch that guy?" A man with a slightly hunched back, dark skin, and rustic appearance, looking like a rural farmer, said with a worried expression, as if he was concerned about the poor harvest of his own crops this year. He had a thumb-sized black mole at the corner of his eyebrow.

  A thirty-year-old scholar, dressed as a Confucian gentleman from the Central Plains, fanned himself with a folding fan and chuckled: "You are still the head of the household, and you are Zhen Luo's younger brother. Your affairs are our affairs. Although Zhen Luo is temporarily avoiding the enemy in Harer, if you give the order, we will rush into boiling water or walk through fire without hesitation."

  "Hey, don't make it sound so serious, we're just searching for a little kid." The man with the farmer's appearance was actually "Lidi Yanluo" You Renduo, the leader of the 72 bandits of Helian Mountain, who had once ranked 41st on the wanted list, but automatically dropped off after turning 35.

  He detected Kang Zhi's subtle provocative tone and didn't dare to continue the conversation, instead saying to himself: "Alas, I don't know who I offended, but somehow during one of our robberies, a young boy escaped and learned martial arts to come back and take revenge, killing eighteen of my brothers, eighteen brothers!"

  "I followed him all the way to Tanhan, but suddenly lost his trail, so I had no choice but to come to Yaling and ask for your help."

  Kang Zhi heard that Yu had suffered such a heavy loss, and his expression turned serious: "Trouble Yu to describe the appearance of this little guy in detail, I'll find a painter to draw a wanted poster."

  "No problem, I'll leave everything to you, General Kang. You're the number one military strategist under Master Zhen Luo." Yu Xiang seemed to be without any momentum, "By the way, you mentioned earlier that Shaolin Temple is sending reinforcements, who is it?"

  Kang Zhi sighed: "Shaolin has paid a heavy price. The ones who have come are Kongjian, the first seat of the Dharma Hall, and Wu Jing, the first seat of the Precept Hall."

  "Kong Jian? Although he hasn't even taken half a step into the Fa body, he's also one of the top thirty people on the earth ranking." You Rou furrowed his brow even more.

  Kongjian is one of the few remaining monks of the Empty Word generation.

  Kang Zhi waved his folding fan: "Isn't that right? The outer scenery peak of the Great Martial Sect is not something that ordinary outer scenery peaks can compare to?"

  Although it is possible to reach the pinnacle of external scenery, even ordinary people must have had many strange encounters. "Inheritance" is not bad, but only a few people are exceptionally gifted and have the legacy of ancient gods or immortals, which can be compared to the peak of martial arts that directly cultivates the law body's ultimate technique. The remaining part of the external scenery pinnacle, more or less, still falls short in some ways.

  "Alas, anyway, Lao Zu is back in Harbin, so there's no need to think about it anymore." Yu let out another sigh.

  Kang Zhi snorted: "For the people of Shaolin, I really don't dare to think too much, but for helping that little bald donkey, I have indeed figured out his appearance. If there is a young hero who can identify him, he is Gu Changqing from Gujia Fortress. On the night when An Guo Da Ye died, he was just at that place, and on the second day, he hastily left. Hmph, if we don't deal with him, I'd think that Evil Ridge has no one!"

  "What do you want to do?" You still looked worried and unhappy.

  Kang Zhi smiled: "Helping people from outside the Western Regions to bully locals is one of the things that Da Ashura dislikes the most. I'd like to see if Shen Du Lao can still protect Gu's family fortress."

  "Don't push people too far, Shentu Liao is also a stubborn temper." You still rubbed his head.

  "Don't worry, I won't put too much pressure on the Gu family. After all, they are a big clan that has been involved in external affairs before, and maybe they have some hidden resources." Kang Zhi chuckled and his expression turned cold, "I've already 'sent' them a message, telling them to hand over Gu Changqing's direct relatives, and then we'll execute them in the Gobi Desert as a warning to others!"