Miasma Swamp.

Following Fang Xiwen's words, Yue Zhengfang took two male disciples who were determined to make meritorious deeds, formed a team of three, and walked half a circle from the foot of the mountain to here.

Although Yue Zhengfang has opened his eyes and his eyesight is clear, he still cannot see through the purple mist lingering here. He can only vaguely see three figures coming out of the entrance of the canyon.

The two seemed to be facing each other head-on, while the third one was further away. It fell into a blind corner very lightly. Fortunately, Yue Zhengfang arrived early and bumped into him, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to find him.

"Senior Brother Yue, what's wrong?"

The two male disciples had no eyesight, but they could vaguely hear some sounds and felt a little excited.

"You can't see clearly here. When I get closer," Yue Zhengfang took out a miasma-avoiding talisman and injected infuriating energy to activate it. "Look at my gestures. If it is true as the Third Young Master said, you will notify the master immediately."<

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""Okay!""

The two of them responded in unison, and then Yue Zhengfang used Qinggong and approached the entrance very carefully.

Arriving here, he could finally see clearly the two people confronting each other - one of them was wearing a Taoist robe from the Tianyu Sect!

After making a gesture and seeing the two junior brothers leave, Yue Zhengfang did not dare to go in again. Instead, he used his secret technique to hide his breath like a hibernating old turtle, leaning his back tightly against the big tree and his ears.

I can hear their conversation.

"Senior Brother Yunjian, I just went in to get some medicinal materials for alchemy. I don't need half a stick of incense to come out."

Ye Baiyu, dressed in black and carrying a big sword on his back, saluted with a very sincere expression.

In front of him was a man wearing a Taoist robe. He had the air of a scholar in white and spoke with an elegant voice. He looked about thirty years old.

"What kind of medicinal material is it? Senior brother, we have it here." He looked over with a smile and blocked the entrance with his body. "This swamp is too dangerous. I'm afraid, junior brother, you will never come back."

Hearing this, Ye Baiyu fell silent.

After collecting Wang Heiqi's body, he wanted to seek revenge on the evil cultivator, but the former refused to tell him until his death where and by whom he was killed.

He seemed not to want Ye Baiyu to bear any shackles.

So he came to Miasma Swamp, a place where evil cultivators might exist.

After seeing that the entrance here was guarded by disciples, how could Ye Baiyu not understand.

This is the back mountain of Tianyu Sect, and those evil cultivators are tacitly allowed to operate here——

The person who killed Wang Heiqi and his party was none other than his own sect!

"You really can't let me in?" Ye Baiyu reached back and slowly pulled out the big sword from behind.

"Junior brother, if you still want to stay inside the door, I advise you to turn around." Seeing that he was completely broken, Yun Jian stopped pretending, "Wasn't it just that some bandits died?

Even if we don’t kill them, Liumen will kill them, not to mention they may kick the iron plate and destroy themselves.”

"You are indeed assisting evil cultivators!!"

Ye Baiyu glared at him angrily, and pointed his sword forcefully: "You are still a righteous disciple in vain!"

"What about you?" Yun Jian sneered, "In order to win the trust of bandits, you attacked a passing caravan. Do you have the right to scold me?"

"You all know?!"

"What don't you know?" Yun Jian's voice was like the whisper of an evil spirit, as if it had some kind of power to confuse people's hearts. "No one wants these bandits to live in the world. We just make the best use of them."

Hearing this, Ye Baiyu's blood turned cold.

No wonder Tietou Village has caused so many troubles, but has always been safe and sound. It turns out that there are always people helping them wipe their butts.

Until they die, they feel that they live a free and unrestrained life, eating meat and drinking alcohol. In fact, they are just a group of domestic animals raised in captivity and will be slaughtered when the time is right.

Ye Baiyu is an extremely selfish person who will do whatever it takes to become stronger. He can endure no matter what kind of humiliation he suffers. He also knows that what he should do now is to turn around and leave.

If you die, you will die. What does those bastards have to do with you?

Wouldn't it be nice to pretend not to know and just return to the sect?

But maybe, the dead bandit really left something behind.

I saw him inserting the giant sword into the ground hard, the ring in his hand lit up with white light, the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and his black eyes were suddenly filled with scarlet.

The senior brother Yun Jian in front of him is a generation older than him. Although he is not the best of his generation, he has at least six or even seven or eight orifices!

Although there is not yet the body-protecting Qi that opens all the nine orifices, the gap between the two is more than a chasm——

"Kill!!"

Ye Baiyu pulled out the big sword from the soil, jumped up high, and crashed down like a mountain!

Knowing that he was stubborn, Yun Jian suppressed all expressions, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, his hands suddenly turned red and turned into claws, and he flew up, as if to pierce his body!

"I'll send you down to accompany them!"

For a moment, murderous intent was revealed, strong winds surged, and the two of them fought brazenly!

...

...

Jingshui City, outside the city.

"I seem to have figured it out." While walking on the way back to the city, Fang Xiwen's expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

Fang Qingxiao, who was next to him, noticed this keenly and gently held his hand, "What's wrong?"

She actually didn't care about any of this at all, she just felt that her brother needed someone to talk to him.

"Senior Brother Yue said that to condense such a large blood sperm ball, at least dozens of adult males were needed. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now that I think about it, how could there be so many bandits?"

"Yeah."

"But the formation to collect the blood essence is arranged in Fufeng Mountain. It is impossible to drag the body to other places. It would be too troublesome."

"Yeah."

Fang Qingxiao nodded slightly and rubbed the corners of his frowning eyebrows, "So..."

"So what's left is the blood of passers-by," Fang Xiwen's brows were covered with clouds, and his pace gradually quickened, "The evil cultivators let the bandits kill people, and after they have stolen the things, they will go over and collect the blood essence."

That's why the Fufeng Mountain cottage has been able to exist for so long. After almost collecting enough blood essence, we can kill these bandits to make up the number.

Anyway, they are some evil things, and no one cares about their life or death.

"But we found it too late."

"It's not too late!" Fang Xiwen held her hand firmly and spoke quickly, "These evil cultivators must be committing crimes in a gang. There must be someone doing the same thing elsewhere!"

The so-called blood essence can be regarded as the embodiment of vitality.

Using certain evil methods, the most precious thing in the human body can be extracted. Different people have different blood essences.

So, how to collect the most blood essence?

Not a dying old man, not a corpse that has been dead for a long time... Where can there be mortals with strong vitality who can extract the essence of blood in a covert manner?

The answer is...prison.
Chapter completed!