In the small village, many families found the bodies of their children yesterday, and today they cried and held a funeral again. More than a dozen funerals in a day cast a layer of sorrow on the entire village.

Outside the village, a white stream of light hit the grass: "Da da, land perfectly!" The young man's active and arrogant voice came out.

"Why are you flying so fast? Is the Nascent Soul awesome? The eldest brother is behind too many!" The girl's angry voice also came out.

"There is no way, the senior brothers only have the Golden Pill Stage and the Void Pill Stage. The light-transforming flight cannot last as long as I do, and can only fly slowly behind..." Yu Chengmo's voice was completely helpless, all of them were proud and proud.

"This village looks so miserable..." He took out a large cloak from his luggage to cover the ugly demon-elimination blades on his body, and Bu Xianxian's eyes turned to the village where there was constant sorrow and joy.

Yu Chengmo took a half step towards the direction of the village: "And there are countless villages like this that have been harmed in the cultivation world, and most of the villagers inside are still being poisoned." Yu Chengmo also sighed: "The efficiency of Huanshi Alliance is too poor."

"Is it related to this to promote the 'cultivation of immortals and going to the countryside'?" Bu Xianxian blinked and looked at Yu Cheng Mo who was rarely serious.

Yu Chengmo nodded: "I used voice transmission to chat with my senior brother for a while after I went back yesterday. The situation in this village is also very typical. The villagers who have no knowledge of cultivation were bewitched by the demon cultivator. Until the senior brother killed the demon cultivator, some villagers did not see the true face of the demon cultivator, but..." Yu Chengmo spread his hands again: "Actually, I have a lot of selfishness. The main purpose is to hope that places like our village will have more opportunities to give birth to monks and develop."

Bu Xianxian looked at Yu Chengmo in surprise. Unexpectedly, this guy who usually smiles and only pretends to be serious when he enters Huanshi Hall, and he has such a small plan in his heart.

Yu Chengmo faced the village and turned his back to Bu Xianxian, but did not see Bu Xianxian's gaze.

The two of them walked around the village, but did not approach the village because they did not want to attract the attention of the villagers.

The scenery in the village is good, because the Zuoqiu Yin released a lot of spiritual energy the day before, and the originally dilapidated land was full of green.

Yu Chengmo was impatient and planned to start exploring by himself.

Bu Xianxian grabbed him: "It's better to start after the senior brother arrives, it's not safe."

"What's insecure? Even if I jumped out of the demon cultivator in the Tribulation Period, I can cut it in just a few swords. What's there to be afraid of?" Yu Cheng Mo said indifferently. Instead, Bu Xianxian's senior brother made him a little dissatisfied, which aroused his desire to show off.

Yu Chengmo waved his hand, and a strong white spiritual mist surged out of his hands, with a white glimmer.

These spiritual energy are not like the spiritual energy overflowing from the Demon-Eliminating Blade. It has the mark of Yucheng Mo and will not be converted into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The spiritual mist gradually diluted and turned into a thin white mist twice as big as the village. Yu Chengmo stood at the upper part of the village. With a wave of his hand, the white mist enveloped the village along the wind direction.

The village in sorrow did not respond to the fog, and just regarded it as the mountain fog in the mountains being blown down.

"There is a reaction in the south!" Yu Chengmo suddenly said after closing his eyes and rushing towards the south of the village. Bu Xianxian hurriedly followed.

To the south of the village is the Taoist altar in Wuna. After all the bodies of the "disciples" he collected were transported away, only a piece of ruins was left, and no one would come again.

After Yu Chengmo and Bu Xianxian came over, they saw a subtle "hissing" sound in the white mist, and from time to time they saw red blood light appear and disappear.

"This is……"

"This should be the Taoist altar and secret room of the demon cultivation that the elder brother mentioned." Yu Chengmo explained: "The demon cultivation Wu Sa has been operating here for fifty years, and there are still a small and large amount of demonic energy here. I let my evil-killing spirit energy float here, and I will feel it when the two spiritual energy collide."

"Then this..." Bu Xianxian looked at the white mist in front of him in surprise.

"Yeah." Yu Chengmo guessed what Bu Xianxian was thinking: "This is not a spell or spiritual skill, it is just a way to use spiritual characteristics."

Bu Xianxian was even more surprised. The spiritual energy in front of him was enough to surround the entire village. This is the amount of spiritual energy of the Nascent Soul cultivator? Feeling the meager spiritual energy in his meridians, Bu Xianxian didn't know that his courage and confidence in cultivating immortals had become lower.

"You have such a high level of cultivation, but you have also killed a large number of demon cultivators, right?" Bu Xianxian asked suddenly, and she regretted it after asking. She just suddenly thought about it, and then asked without thinking.

Yu Chengmo stood there without saying anything, as if he was stopped.

The two were silent.

After a while, the senior brothers who came to Yu Jian finally arrived and found Yu Cheng Mo's breath in a fog of spiritual aura. Seeing Yu Cheng Mo and Bu Xianxian standing there silently, they thought that Yu Cheng Mo was concentrating on casting spells, so they stood aside without making a sound.

Zuo Qiuyin made a few gestures, signaling the other junior brothers to scatter nearby to find clues, and stood beside Yu Chengmo to protect the Dharma.

Yu Chengmo's spiritual mist continued to spread and had already flowed to the mountains outside the village.

"I found it there!" Yu Chengmo suddenly moved and flew south.

The Taoist temple in Wusaka is just south of the village. Continue walking south and quickly penetrates into a dense forest.

The spiritual mist that was filled with in the village had been moved here by Yu Cheng Mo. On the one hand, the distance was too far, and on the other hand, clues were found here.

"I felt that the residue of the demonic energy here was absorbed by the evil spirit energy, but the amount was too small and I could no longer see it now." Yu Cheng Mo said in a deep voice.

"Then let's go in and take a look." Zuo Qiuyin said. The woods were too dense. If they flew in the sky, they would probably miss any clues. The spiritual consciousness of a golden elixir and a half-baked Yuanying were not enough to replace their sight.

"Hmph~" Yu Chengmo had another objection to express: "No need to be so troublesome!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, the white mist-like spiritual energy spreading around him condensed a little more, and then he slapped in like waves.

Crash - it is not the sound of waves, but the sound of leaves being moved by solid spiritual energy, which is washed away by thick spiritual energy and passes through the dense forest.

For a moment, the entire forest seemed to move the East China Sea ocean here, with clouds and mists and green waves roaring violently, like a strange phenomenon of immortals.

After a moment, the sea of ​​spiritual energy flowed through the woods, and everyone saw the woods again, bare branches with many leaves missing...

"Uh..." Yu Chengmo spit out meaningless bytes in his mouth, but he was a little embarrassed. He did not find the demonic energy, but the leaves in the forest were washed down a lot.

"I'm afraid this is not good..." Zuo Qiuyin said hesitantly.

"It's true... it's causing trouble." Yu Chengmo nodded awkwardly. He knew that when the villagers passed by this forest, they would definitely cause panic when they found these abnormal fallen leaves.

"Now I can see everything clearly..." Bu Xianxian said sarcastically: "But there is nothing?"

"Indeed... my spiritual energy didn't respond at all." Yu Chengmo then changed the subject: "Then the demon cultivator should have not done anything here."

"Is the clue just broken?" Zuo Qiuyin was a little unwilling to accept it and scanned the woods below over and over again.

When he saw Yu Cheng Mo wanted to investigate another place, Zuo Qiuyin suddenly remembered: "Junior Brother Cheng Mo, have you just used spiritual energy to search here and explore the underground?"

"No." Yu Chengmo shook his head. The difficulty of mixing spiritual energy into the air is very different from passing through solids. It is even more difficult for Yu Chengmo, a genius Yuanying who has no talent at all.
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