Chapter 102: The Remains of the Avenue

As early as in Fancheng, Ye Wuyou had deduced where was the safest place for him.

The golden palace and the towering city walls are the capital city.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, the simple and quiet sect had never been known before, but now Ye Wuyou had a guess.

Daozong?

If you agree to join Dao Sect, wouldn't that be a safe place?

But Ye Wuyou never had any information about that last ancient temple.

But now... I have gone through the iron shoes and found nowhere, but I met myself?

The powerful energy in the sky was still sweeping across, and what made Ye Wuyou even more solemn was, was Han Yue alive?

Because he heard the wisps of music, but they were far apart.

But if this speed continues, sooner or later I will find myself.

The steps that were still hesitant at first were much firmer at this moment.

He temporarily unwrapped "Ghost" and quickened his pace.

Anyway, under that guy's music, it doesn't matter whether he is "hidden" or not.

The forest was a bit weird, and the temple looked very uncomfortable. If Tian Yan hadn't inferred that there would be troops chasing after him, under normal circumstances Ye Wuyou would have definitely not considered this place.

However, nothing weird happened during this period.

But when he walked to the door of the temple, a person walked out from the corner, but he was a young novice monk.

Ye Wuyou was shocked.

Damn, there's something weird about it.

The little novice jumped up, and the baggage on his back fell to the ground, revealing the stuff inside.

There are incense candle holders, a small piece of gold foil that has been burnt by fire, and some odds and ends, but most of them are items for worship...

The blade was tilted half an inch, but Ye Wuyou pressed it back.

The little novice monk in front of him seemed to be even more panicked than him. He knelt down with a plop and said something vaguely while his hands kept loading up the things.

"Sir, I didn't do anything. I just picked up some unwanted items in the temple and sold them to make a living..."

Ye Wuyou lowered his head. Those things could indeed be exchanged for some money and food, but they were not unwanted items.

But Ye Wuyou didn't care at the moment and just asked.

"What is this place?"

"Ah? Yong'an Temple..."

"Can a monk steal things from the temple and sell them?"

The little monk's eyes showed doubts.

"My lord, what are you talking about... Yong'an Temple was destroyed two months ago, and we dispersed."

"If I don't sell these things, I will starve to death. If I starve to death, Buddha will also be unhappy."

Um? Little monk, you have great Buddha nature...

Ye Wuyou stepped forward gently, turned a corner, and came to the main entrance of the temple.

The temple was empty and dilapidated. There was a huge hole on the top of the main hall. Looking back, there were traces of fire...

There was a hint of surprise in Ye Wuyou's eyes.

The temple was destroyed, it was nothing.

But with my second-level cultivation and clear eyesight, I didn't realize in my mind that this temple was already deserted...

It was like a layer of mist covering the temple.

The practitioner's powerful perception seems to have failed.

It's a bit strange. Is this really the safe place Tian Yan calculated?

[Small tricks, tricks of the trade, this kind of confusion can’t stop you]

The invisible fog seemed to dissipate gently.

Confused? Something like a formation?

As Ye Wuyou was thinking, he felt the stinging pain of nails digging into his flesh on his shoulder blades.

Bai Lu behind her suddenly woke up and moved.

"Hey, did you hear me? Ye Wuyou!"

"Well, you're awake, what's wrong?"

Bai Lu jumped down from behind him, clenching her hands into fists and looking at Ye Wuyou suspiciously.

"Didn't you hear what I just said?"

"?"

"What have you been talking to yourself about?" Bai Lufa asked.

"Talking to yourself? No, I met..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Wuyou had already turned around and ran towards the side of the temple.

The outside of the temple was empty, with only the quiet trees swaying gently, and the little monk nowhere to be seen.

His eyes looked towards the ground he had just stepped on.

The soil was soft, overgrown with weeds, and had obviously not been cared for for a long time.

It's easy to leave traces.

But from beginning to end, there is only one footprint.

Is that an illusion?

No, that is definitely not an illusion. I have been practicing so far. Apart from anything else, I am not afraid of illusions.

But what is that?

Is it really safe here?

The moment this idea popped up, the narrator's voice sounded leisurely in his mind.

[The structure of this place is quite interesting, even you are interested in exploring]

No, I'm not exploring, I don't find it interesting, I just want to find a safe place...

The narrator seemed to hear Ye Wuyou's inner cry, and the words were not separated by much.

【Safety? You are cautious and start to think about this problem, but in the end you find that no place in the world is safer than here]

Although the narrator said so.

With a spread of his palms, Tian Yan activated.

Good luck...

The results of both arguments seem to be the same.

The problem is that there are people in the capital to protect their own safety, and there are also people in the Dao Sect who can protect their own safety.

There's not even a soul in this place, how can it be considered safe?

The sound of the music was getting closer and closer, already resounding in the forest.

…

What's in the temple?

Nothing at all.

Or it was there originally, but now it has been emptied, and judging from its appearance, those things that were moved away happened in the last few months.

Because some places have not been completely covered by dust.

There are traces of fire burning behind the temple. The huge golden Buddha statue in the hall has now become charred, with only the face and a little gold foil left.

It looks frightening instead of kind.

Ye Wuyou passed through one hall after another, but found nothing.

There are too many unreasonable places.

How could a good temple be abandoned in these few months?

What is the little monk I saw just now?

It is not an illusion, but if you say it is a person, it is not quite right.

Or it is unreasonable to build this temple in this place.

Those famous temples are either built in the mountains or in prosperous cities. At the very least, they have to find a Feng Shui treasure in a certain village...

How can it be built in this remote forest? Where does the incense come from?

It's as if it is deliberately not discovered.

After finding nothing, Ye Wuyou was a little anxious.

There were still people chasing him outside.

He walked back to the hall, but saw Bai Lu squatting in the corner, curled up slightly.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were puzzled. Just now, they agreed to check one side by one person.

Bai Lu was not a person who would act out. She couldn't still be thinking about the fact that he had knocked her out with a punch before, right?

Perhaps because of the footsteps, Bai Lu raised her head slightly and looked at Ye Wuyou.

She stood up a little unsteadily, and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"There's something wrong with this place. I feel like something is disturbing my mind."

Then, she stretched out her hand and pointed to her forehead.

"It hurts."

After saying that, Bai Lu, who had been unwilling to remove the illusion, took the initiative to remove the illusion at this moment.

A little white fox with two tails gently jumped onto Ye Wuyou, and then got into his arms regardless of anything, and kept scratching something with its claws.

Ye Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly, and the "ghost" wrapped them both.

The fox on his chest stopped squirming.

Ye Wuyou gently patted the fox's head, and then patted his forehead heavily.

But he almost forgot something.

Weirdness will disturb people's minds.

But he is not affected.

He was short-sighted and did not recognize it at once.

He finally knew why this place was safe for him.

If there is no situation between weirdness and weirdness, they will not disturb each other.

As long as Ye Wuyou does not commit suicide and does not interfere with another weirdness, he will be safe.

But it is different for others.

In this dilapidated temple, there is obviously a complete wreckage of the avenue.

I stayed up late yesterday and have a headache today... There will be another chapter later