A month later.

Ye Wuwu, who was dressed in a white robe, was standing on a hill at the moment, looking at a small mountain village that was faintly visible at the foot of the mountain.

According to the map of the sect, if it is correct, this should be the farthest village in the realm of the human race.

This village has a beautiful name.

Daohua Village.

Historically, countless young knights have been born in this village, whether it is rivers and lakes, temples, or immortal paths.

However, it was the old yellow calendar many years ago, and the current Daohua Village was ten years ago since the last human official inspected here.

Why hasn't any official been here for a decade?

The reason is a bit embarrassing, because as early as ten years ago, this place was completely abandoned.

In Daohua Village, there is no more Daohua, only the devastated barrenness, and a bunch of old and weak children.

Officials decided that there was no need to investigate the place anymore, and the remaining villagers did not want to leave their hometown for generations, so they stayed here.

This is the frontier of the Terrans.

Hundreds of miles further on, is the territory of the demon clan.

Ye Wuwu, who was looking far away on the hillside, suddenly sighed.

"It's been a month."

After talking to the middle-aged scribe from the bottom of the lake, he did not return to the sect, but embarked on a journey to the cave alone.

The reason why he didn't want to go back to the sect was very simple, he was just afraid of trouble.

Su Yong died, died in front of his cave, although he had written all the causes of the incident into the jade slip and handed it over to the Discipline Hall.

But when he went back, he had to be interrogated, although Ye Wuwu had a reason, it would take a lot of time.

After all, he still didn't tell the Discipline Hall all the reasons, and he didn't reveal the existence of Yuan Ying.

The real Great Demon Clan, appearing in the realm of the Human Race, is going to die.

When the sect asked how he killed more than a dozen Jindan monks, what could Ye Wuwu say?

I'm a genius, can I fight beyond the ranks?

Isn't that?

These things, Ye Wuwu planned to tell the other party one by one when he finally saw his master Li Qingshan.

Only with his own master, Ye Wuwu dared to fully trust.

It's not that he can't trust the elders in the sect, it's just that there are some things that can't be guaranteed.

After all, even he, the senior brother of the White Cloud Sword Sect, is an undercover agent, who can guarantee that the elders in the sect have no undercover agents with ulterior motives?

Although the idea is very strange, it is not too much of a problem.

It's just that he never thought that his jade slip had been intercepted by Lin Buyi and was not known to outsiders.

Ye Wuwu slowly descended the mountain and walked forward.

The land of Yizhou is so vast, even though he can now walk with a sword, but it took a month to come here.

If you walk from Daoxiang Village, it will be much faster.

Otherwise, along the way, the territory is full of other sect forces, and if you introduce a foundation cultivator, you may be stopped at any time, although there will be no problems, but it will also be a waste of time.

What would this village, which had not been visited for ten years, be like now?

"Huh?"

Ye Wuwu let out a soft sigh.

He had walked quickly to the foot of the mountain, but on the path ahead, there was a figure walking by.

In other words, it is more appropriate to use running words.

An old man who looked like a woodcutter staggered in the opposite direction at the moment, and accidentally tripped over the gravel under his feet and fell heavily on the ground.

The old man fell not lightly, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Ye Wuwu hurriedly stepped forward and was about to help the old man, but for some reason, it seemed to be habitual and looked around.

Nobody.

After Ye Wuwu helped the old man up, seeing that the other party couldn't relax for a while, he thought about it and took out another pill.

The pills on his body were almost gone, they were all exhausted when the foundation was built a month ago, and this pill was only retained by Ye Wuwu because it was a healing pill and the grade was low.

After the old man who looked like a woodcutter took the pill, his expression improved a lot, and his consciousness gradually sobered up.

But then, with an exclamation, the old man quickly sat up from the ground, then shook off Ye Wuwu, and continued to run forward.

Ye Wuwu was a little dazed for a while, he was even prepared for the worst, he never thought that the old man would run away directly.

Shaking his head, Ye Wuwu swept his toes and easily caught up.

The old man was obviously frightened, but he didn't have any malicious intent, and after being stopped by Ye Wuwu, it took a long time to say a few words.

"Later, Housheng, you said you were going to Daohua, Daohua Village?"

"Go, I can't go, Housheng, there was a witch there a few days ago."

"Witch, witches can kill, several have died, old man, I'm not from that village, my home is in the mountains, don't stop me."

After the intermittent words, Ye Wuwu barely knew something.

There are still people living in Daohua Village, but a few days ago, there was a witch who killed a few people.

The old man is a woodcutter in the mountains, and his home is not in Daohua Village, he may just be passing by or staying temporarily, but now he is frightened and wants to go back to the mountain.

Ye Wuwu did not stop the old man anymore, but let him go.

After the old man left completely, Ye Wuwu walked forward again.

Daohua Village is less than ten miles away.

Witch?

Is it a youkai, or a cultivator?

After thinking for a moment, Ye Wuwu shook his head, smiled, and didn't care.

It's just a certain female demon on the rivers and lakes, and she doesn't even count as a cultivator.

Why dare you assert this?

It's been a few days, and only a few people have been killed, if it's a monster, I'm afraid the whole village is dead.

If you are a practitioner, the same is true.

Although these two possibilities cannot be completely ruled out, Ye Wuwu has nothing to fear.

Just a witch, I don't have to worry about it......

After a few steps, the white-robed young man with high momentum suddenly said an inexplicable word.

"Archive."

After that, Fang strode forward.

……

Within the White Cloud Sword Sect, the atmosphere in the entire sect at this moment seemed to be a little different from before.

A sense of strictness spread to all corners of the sect.

Some disciples whispered, and then shook their heads at each other, as if they didn't want to say more.

In the sect hall, several elders and all the deacons have gathered at this moment.

Elder Hu, who had taken the cloud boat before, was also among them.

One by one, all of them were gloomy.

There is a white-haired old man at the top, with an awe-inspiring momentum, and his status seems to be higher than that of Elder Hu and others.

There are only two Transformation Cultivators in the White Cloud Sword Sect, one is the Supreme Elder, the longevity is approaching, and he has been closed for decades, and he does not know life and death.

One is the sect master who can be called an extremely strong man in the entire Cangjian Prefecture, Li Qingshan, a Baiyun sword man.

This gray-haired old man is named Lin Yun.

The Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Realm.

He is the closest person to the god in the sect, and he is very likely to break through the god and become the third god god cultivator of the White Cloud Sword Sect.

"Haven't found Ye Wuwu yet?" Lin Yun asked.

Everyone below shook their heads.

Lin Yun took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

Su Yong's death has many doubts, but everything at the scene and in the aftermath shows that it is inseparable from Ye Wuwu.

Su Yong's identity is suspicious, but there is even a trace of demonic remnants of the aura of the many golden pills on the scene......

It's been a month, and I've given you a month.

After a moment, the elder spoke lightly, his voice was flat, but his tone revealed a resoluteness.

"Inform the sect inside and outside, the White Cloud Sword Sect Ye is worry-free, and he is suspected of being a traitor."