The sun was shining high and the sky was clear.

The birds chirp in the woods, creating a light and lively atmosphere.

The bloody night seems to have faded.

When he woke up from a coma, Fuji felt that he was about to collapse, and it was a luxury to move slightly.

He slowly opened his eyes, and he was lying on his back on the thick branches of a giant tree.

The dazzling sunlight shone through the dense foliage, making him quickly close his eyes and turn his head.

"Where am I?"

"What happened?"

Thoughts flashed through my mind.

He began to reminisce vigorously.

The last scene in my mind was a miserable mist of blood.

"Master ...... Wood Daisen"

As he said these four words, his chest immediately felt heavy and stuffy.

Under the stars in the night sky, Mu Wanfeng's face made a terrifying loud noise, and the blood bloomed.

The thrilling scene replays in Fuji's mind.

In my mind and heart, it was as if I had reached into two long sticks and kept stirring.

Angina is hard to bear, and my thoughts are in a mess.

I don't know how long it took, but my physical condition improved slightly.

Barely getting up, he struggled to fall from the tree.

I don't know when I changed my uniform, but the storage bag is still there.

Who helped me change my clothes?

After Mu Wanfeng turned into a blood mist, he fell into a state of chaos and mist.

I don't remember anything I did at all.

I only remember that there seems to be a terrifying coercion of the Heavenly and Human Realm swinging from the sky.

He subconsciously wanted to escape, but collapsed to the ground.

What happened after that?

Why are you here?

He tried his best to recall, vaguely remembering the moment before he completely lost consciousness, as if there was a cool breath that enveloped him......

Looking around, I couldn't see half a figure.

"I don't want to!"

Too tired.

The thoughts in my head are too chaotic.

He tried to muster mana, and it didn't hurt.

It can be seen that only the flesh is the loser.

He touched his cheek, and the mask was still clinging to his face.

It seems to prove that Wei Buji's face has not been exposed.

He hurriedly removed his mask and burned it with a fire resistance.

Although this temporary mask made of special beast skin can only be used once, the camouflage effect is better than expected.

Originally, before going to the southwest, he and Xiuxiu bought a few pairs together as a precaution, but they didn't expect it to come in handy.

If you have the chance, you need to have some more.

Thinking like this, he picked out the mask of a middle-aged ugly man and attached it to his face.

Inject mana into the notch on one side of the mask, and the edges of the mask begin to squirm slowly, and a little bit of it fits tightly to your skin, regardless of each other.

Wearing this kind of mask, although the appearance is realistic, it does not have the identity of the official sect and the Xiuzhen family, and can only walk in a state of casual cultivation.

When buying the mask, the store gave out a fake identity token.

But that doesn't mean you can use it without any scruples.

In normal times, it's not a big deal.

If there is martial law and banning, the search for monks will have to check the registration information and roots of the monks in the Hongran Sect Alliance, and most of them will involve a lot of trouble.

After a little thought, he looked at the sky and the surrounding landforms, and estimated his approximate location, which should be the junction of Qinnan, Sichuanbei, and Ganlong, close to Qinnan.

Although after Mu Wanfeng blew himself up, he lost his mind and most of his consciousness.

But before that, Fuji still has some images.

While fleeing to the top of the mountain, he killed several monks of the search team, and escaped under the siege of He Xun and several search teams.

With such a bad act, Chang Yuanzong should have a big move.

Qin Nan must be under martial law in the whole territory, and if he goes east, he will ask for hardship.

Going to the north of Sichuan and taking the southern route is the best choice at the moment.

I don't know what kind of situation I am in now, whether I am wanted.

He subconsciously felt that Wei Buji's identity should not have been revealed.

But when it comes to the danger of life, I don't dare to be too sure.

Let's take one step at a time, inquire about what Chang Yuanzong has done after the incident, and then decide what his future plans will be.

Once he had made up his mind, he took up the Phoenix Dragon Shadow Sword, carried his weak body, and fled to the south.

Along the way, there are grasslands, forests, lakes, and the sun shines brightly, making for a great view.

But his heart was not heavy.

Because of the illusion of the [Woe to the Soul], he has always felt that he can control his fate, change his fate, and create his fate.

I feel that if I know about the disaster in advance, I can avoid it without any trouble.

But this wake-up call reminds me that it's too simplistic to think about survival, enemies, and crises.

The alarm bell rang deafeningly, and the price paid was too severe.

So much so that he didn't dare to think about anything related to Mu Wanfeng for the time being.

I can't imagine that Master Mu Daxian has really left him.

It was as if a piece of black cloth had been stuffed into his mind, temporarily covering the memory of Mu Wanfeng in it.

Another thing that I don't want to ponder for the time being is the body abnormality caused by the hard particles of the Baihui acupoint.

He vaguely remembered the power of the explosion, the strange speed, the groggy head.

When I think of this, I don't stop feeling uneasy.

There is really something wrong with the particles, and the old man in the tree must know something.

He wanted to go back as soon as possible and ask about it.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to sleep and eat.

The road to the south is infinitely long, and I wonder if it is a strange psychology at work.

Along the way, he didn't even encounter the search monk, so he suspected that he was not in the realm of Qinnan for a long time.

I don't know how long I walked, but it was getting dark, and I arrived at a medium-sized city.

The city gate is written with three big characters of "Chongnan City", only to know that he has actually reached the hinterland of northern Sichuan, the sphere of influence of Fahua Temple.

No wonder the journey was safe and smooth.

From a distance, the monks and monks of several local monasteries stood at the gate of the city, but they did not check the monks who came and went, indicating that there was no strict ban here because of the affairs of Qinnan.

After thinking about it for a long time, I felt that there should be no danger when I contacted the situation all the way.

After all, Fahua Temple and Chang Yuanzong have always been at odds with each other, and it is reasonable not to cooperate with the ban.

When I entered the city, I looked very calm, but I couldn't help but beat the drums in my heart.

Fortunately, the guard only glanced at him, and when he saw that he looked weak, he ignored him.

After entering the city, I breathed a sigh of relief.

I saw a wanted notice posted on one of the walls, and the portrait on it clearly showed that he had burned his mask earlier.

The content of the following wanted is probably that this person colluded with horned demons and sold devil horns, which is a heinous crime, and is wanted by the Hongran Sect Alliance.

After that, there are various rewards such as capturing alive and killing.

For a psychic realm monk, this reward is extremely rich.

Seeing this, I even relieved my worries.

As long as his identity has not been revealed, it is the best news.

When I saw the date written at the bottom of the wanted list, I realized that five days had passed that night.

The gate of the city was surrounded by several floors, and everyone pointed and pointed and talked about it.

Fuji stood aside and listened for a long time, but saw that there were many versions of the rumors.

Some say that this person colluded with the Horned Demon to plot a big matter in Qinnan, and some say that it is related to the female cultivator of the Yunyin Sect who was wanted some time ago.

In the end, none of them said what they wanted to know.

He had no choice but to leave first and stay in an inn.

Staying in a lonely house, and refusing to be completely reassured.

Feeling that his physical condition had improved slightly, he went out to find a restaurant where monks gathered, and walked in with his whole body breath.

I found an empty table on the second floor and sat down, and ordered some food and drink as I liked.

Most of the people sitting in the restaurant are some monks from the Open Door Realm.

Several people sat together, and each family took turns to open their mouths, whispering to each other, and talking very lively.

I don't know how to listen to myself.

A few people said exactly what Qin Nan was talking about, all of them were about the infestation of horned demons, Chang Yuanzong banned, and there was a fugitive monk and so on.

He mastered a divine sense and eavesdropped.

One of them whispered, "I have also heard what you Daoists said, but it is far from the truth. ”

"Oh, what did Zhang Daoyou say?"

The monk surnamed Zhang replied: "I have an old friend who has known each other for many years, who was born in the local sect in southern Qin, and that night, many people from their sect were also recruited to inspect the mountains in the west. What he told me was far from the many versions that were out there. ”

"In that case, don't hide your appetite. A white-clothed nun with a purple color spoke: "It's really annoying to always say half like this. ”

The mouth said that he was disgusted, but the voice was delicate and charming, so that the monk surnamed Zhang saw that his eyes were straight, and his whole body was shaken, and the pride of those who knew it spontaneously arose.

"Okay, I'll talk to you," he said, looking around cautiously, "but there are great secrets involved, so you should keep your mouth shut." Otherwise, ask someone to grab the handle, and Zhang will not admit it. ”

"Say it, say it, where is all this nonsense. The woman in white was coquettish, "Obviously a big man, not happy at all." ”

The monk surnamed Zhang sneered, and said a little straight to the point: "According to my old friend, that night was not rumored outside, there were horned demons haunting Qinnan and the like. It was the He family of Chang Yuanzong's Fudo Peak [Sanhua Cave] who was searching for a female cultivator of the Cloud Yin Sect Open Door Realm who was guilty of several crimes. ”

"Everyone knows Fudo Peak, what is [Sanhua Cave]?" asked the white-clothed nun .

In fact, those who know a lot about Chang Yuanzong probably know the name of [Sanhua Cave]. This nun is obviously not among them.

The monk surnamed Zhang gave her a general explanation, and then continued: "On the night of the accident, the female cultivator's whereabouts were exposed, and the four Diqiao Realm monks of the [Sanhua Cave], with several large and small sect monks in Qinnan, sealed the large mountains in the west of Qinnan, and they were in a posture of not being caught alive. ”

"Hey, you actually made such a big battle?What crime did the female cultivator commit, could it be that she blew up the mountain gate of Chang Yuanzong?" asked the white-clothed female cultivator.

The monk surnamed Zhang intended to show off in front of the white-clothed nun, so in a question and answer, he probably explained the situation of [Sanhua Cave], as well as the female nun's transaction of the magic horn and collusion with the horn demon.

Only then did I know that Mu Wanfeng's death, the bitter master behind it was [Sanhua Cave].

The black cloth in his mind was instantly blown away by an evil wind.

Mu Wanfeng's face floated in front of her again, and her bright smile was kind, as if she was muttering something to herself.

"[Sanhua Cave]?"

He closed his eyes, and the hatred in his heart was hard to digest.

It doesn't matter how behemoth [Sanhua Cave] is to himself.

Secretly swore to himself: "If the murderer is really [Sanhua Cave], I vow to wipe you out in this life, so that there will be no such name in the world." Otherwise, this immortality, this avenue, don't ask!"

After saying the words in his heart, the depths of the divine soul seemed to be peeped at by the unpredictable Great Dao Heavenly Providence in the underworld, as if there was a brand born in the divine soul and could never be erased.

He was secretly frightened, and after a little thought, he guessed that it was because his obsession with the oath was too heavy, and he alarmed the existence of some terrible Heavenly Dao, and without asking for advice, he included this oath in the category of the oath of the divine soul.

If you fail to fulfill your promise in the end, sooner or later, one day, the cause and effect of heaven will be reciprocated, and I am afraid that it will be a catastrophe.

He was not afraid of this, and said in his heart: Even if I didn't have this oath of the soul, would I have spared the murderer?

On that side, the monk surnamed Zhang continued to talk for a long time, and was about to get to the point: "[Sanhua Cave] used such a battle, this matter should have been ten out of ten, but I didn't expect ......"

At this point, he didn't know if it was intentional or not, so he stopped a little.

The crowd was whetted and shouted and cursed.

The white-clothed nun also said: "If there is a fart, let it go, suffocate you!"

Fuji listened to it, and his heart was also depressed, and he wanted to know the situation. It's really hateful to meet a storyteller.

The monk surnamed Zhang lowered his voice a little more: "It is said that the female cultivator actually has an accomplice, a demon cultivator of the psychic realm!"

Speaking of demon cultivation, his voice sank suddenly, making people's hearts tremble.

"Demon Cultivator!" the white-clothed nun exclaimed, "There is still this kind of 'dirty thing' in the Sect Alliance Domain?"

As everyone knows, there are thousands of avenues, none of which cannot be cultivated, and none of which cannot be cultivated.

Among them, some monks embarked on heresy paths such as killing, epidemics, curses, evil ghosts, inner demons, and evil fornications due to their personal experiences or the Zhenhai beasts in their bodies, and they were collectively called demon cultivators by the sect alliance.

There are also decent monks who call demon cultivation "dirty things".

Because the avenues of demon cultivation are all ways to punish people and hearts against the sky, most of them are harmful to the world, and some will even blind the mind, change the mind, and become cruel and unreasonable. What's even more terrifying is that most of the monks who practice the Demon Dao are making rapid progress in their cultivation, that is, they don't have heavenly treasures and earthly treasures, they don't have a high-grade spirit gathering array, and their cultivation growth is faster than that of ordinary monks. It's a big threat to the grandeur and authenticity.

The Zongmeng completely banned the demon cultivation in the domain, and once there was a trace, it would definitely cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and there would be no forgiveness.

These people rarely heard the news of Demon Cultivation, and they were a little surprised at this moment.

"Of course there is,"

The monk surnamed Zhang replied: "Some demon cultivators are good at hiding their aura, and they only look at their appearance and appearance, which is no different from ordinary monks, even if the monks of the Heavenly and Human Realm intentionally identify it, they may not be able to see through it. Most of the accomplices of the female cultivators of the Cloud Yin Sect were people who were proficient in this path. ”

"Even if it's a demon cultivator, what's the big deal?"

"Listen to me. Although that demon cultivator only has the cultivation of the psychic realm, most of them are extremely killing paths, and their skills are really sensational. He broke in from the periphery of the search circle that night, and killed the two Diqiao Realm monks in the [Sanhua Cave] in less than an hour, as well as hundreds of psychic realm and open door realm monks from each sect, and there were only a dozen survivors. The people killed turned into a mist of flesh and blood, dyeing the Qinnan Mountains into a Shura field, do you say it's scary?"

"These 'dirty things' are so powerful, if there are a few more, won't the world be in chaos?"

The white-clothed female cultivator's face turned pale when she heard this, but she couldn't help but be curious, "Later, now that Qin Nan is banned, is it because those two escaped?"

"It is said that He Fang, a monk of the [Sanhua Cave] Heavenly and Human Realm, also rushed over at the last moment, and the female cultivator of the Yunyin Sect blew herself up and died, but the demon cultivator fled with a swagger under He Fang's nose, which is simply unbelievable. ”

Seeing that everyone was listening attentively, the monk surnamed Zhang poured out all the things he had heard, whether it was true or not.

Probably because of the bloody night in Qinnan, it was too embarrassing for Chang Yuanzong, and he didn't have an accident.

But this matter is too big to hide.

[Sanhua Cave] made people secretly rumored that Qin Nan suddenly killed several horned demons that night, so that he suffered such heavy losses.

Now, the entire Qinnan area has been banned for five days, and [Sanhua Cave] is tracking down demon cultivation everywhere under the guise of catching horned demons, and it can be regarded as a bitter self-knowledge.

Speaking of [Sanhua Cave] in the first place, the year was unfavorable, all kinds of unlucky backlash, this time it was hit hard, Qinnan's affiliated sects were only afraid that they would also be centrifuged, why should he be angry......

Fuji listened on the sidelines, but his heart was overturned.

What this person said, he didn't know at all, how outrageous.

If this is true, what happened when I lost consciousness?

It was he who was driven by hard particles and briefly stepped into the magic path.

Or did a demon cultivator come and save him.

Or maybe there's something else going on.

He suddenly remembered the monk he had seen riding a white tiger with Mu Wanfeng in the illusion.

It's a mess in my head again.

The topic on the other side continued, and the monk surnamed Zhang talked about the many reactions caused by the incident.

said that the demon cultivator made a [Wind Dragon Shadow Sword], and the [Sanhua Cave] sent someone to check.

However, the [Wind Dragon Shadow Sword] has been sold in various auction houses and trading houses, and I don't know how many stalks have been sold.

Some of them are registered, some are private transactions, and some are second-hand and third-hand and handed over several times, so there is no way to find out.

[Sanhua Cave] has sent someone to the Yunyin Sect to investigate the female cultivator's private offense against the Demon Horn and collusion with the Horn Demon.

I'm afraid that the Yunyin Sect is going to be unlucky.

Fujihara was also worried about these two things. I was impulsive to save Mu Wanfeng last night, and if my identity was exposed, it would be really hard to say.

As for the Yunyin Sect, although he was in a hurry, he couldn't help much, so he could only secretly pray that the sect could survive this difficult time safely.

After that, a few people followed the topic to talk about the gossip of [Sanhua Cave], and talked about the matter of demon cultivation, so they listened attentively.

Later, a few people left with a full meal and a full meal, and he also turned back to the inn.

As soon as I entered my room, I saw the sparse furniture and simple wooden bed inside, and I couldn't help but think of the wooden house in the depths of the Yunyin Mountain Range.

Suddenly, I felt that all the vitality and vitality of my body had been drained away, and I walked in unconsciously.

Somehow I lay on the bed.

Sadness, loss, grief, and many emotions are added.

The feeling of physical collapse is still at work.

In these messy negative states, I mysteriously fell into a dream.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly felt a chill in my body.

When I opened my eyes, the window was opened.

The moonlight gently poured in, illuminating the whole house warmly bright.

A cool breeze blows, and the air is faintly scented with roses.

This floral scent is all too familiar.

Mu Wanfeng always has this smell on her body.

His heart pounded suddenly.

Looking around, there was no one in the house.

He quickly got up from the bed and stumbled to the windowsill.

I didn't see the familiar shadow.

Outside, there was a silvery sea of night, and the shadows of the trees were swaying in the wind.

A butterfly with a faint yellow glow scattered all over its body, under the moonlight, fluttered towards this side.

Gently landed on his shoulder......