Night has come, the breeze is blowing, and Su Fan can't help but shiver.
Recalling the words of the old farmer before, Su Fan's originally downcast gaze actually ignited with anger. This was the first time that Su Fan was so angry since the battle at Sanhuangzhai.
"I don't know what evil the people of Peach Blossom Creek have done. They have offended the immortal. Maybe they can only vent their anger by killing everyone in Peach Blossom Creek."
"I have never heard of a village before, but the fire that night was so intense that we could see it from here, and the sky was full of fire."
"Later, this bloody water flowed out of this stream, and some brave people in the village followed the direction of the bloody water to find the source."
"It is said that there is blood everywhere, and all the villagers have no heads. Their heads are piled next to the tree at the head of the village."
"Some people simply have their liver and gallbladder broken, their limbs are missing, and even only their upper body is left."
Su Fan recalled the old farmer's words, his body trembled and he almost fell into the stream.
He walked forward along the stream, toward the place where the blood flowed, and toward the Peach Blossom Stream.
He didn't believe that it was a punishment from God, let alone the so-called immortals. They were just a group of robbers trying to rob the holy spring.
In the middle of the night, I walked along the stream. There were blood signs on the path, so I didn’t have to worry about taking the wrong path.
Without waiting for dawn, I walked into the village. The village was filled with solemn silence, or to be precise, it was deathly silent.
Su Fan walked hard towards the depths of the stream, a feeling of fainting filling his brain.
It was indeed blood, the blood of the villagers of Taohuaxi. Judging from the clothes, Su Fan could tell that it was a gentle old gentleman in the village and that he was the cute child.
Su Fan suppressed the anger in his heart and walked quickly to the pile of corpses, looking around.
He also reported a glimmer of hope that the village chief and the girl could survive.
At least the old man was his benefactor, and the girl was very kind to him. Before he could repay his kindness, they encountered this unexpected incident, and Su Fan felt infinitely guilty.
However, no matter how Su Fan searched through all the corpses, he could not find the old man or the girl.
Su Fan suddenly collapsed, like a person who had lost his soul, without any emotion.
After a long time, Su Fan suddenly laughed, and the laughter got louder and louder.
Underneath the smile were tears, tears that could not be concealed, whether for the innocent person in front of me or for someone who could not be found.
When you are tired of laughing, you lie down among the dead and remain silent. When you are silent enough, you get up and laugh again.
The morning sun shone on Su Fan's face for the first time, and Su Fan stopped laughing.
He stood up tiredly and silently carried all the corpses to a house that had not yet been lit. The peach blossoms in front of the house had withered, and it was not known what year or month it would take for gorgeous peach blossoms to grow on the bare tree trunks.
When Su Fan lit the room on fire, he stared blankly at the Peach Blossom Creek that had turned into ashes, a world that was originally full of tranquility and dreams.
Underneath the firm gaze is a face that speaks the truth and will avenge any vengeance.
He said firmly: "If I, Su Fan, do not die, I will definitely find out all the people involved in this incident and use their blood to pay homage to your dead souls."
After saying that, Su Fan stood up and prepared to go back the way he came, and then start his journey for revenge.
But he was unwilling to give in after all. He stopped for a moment and then walked towards the holy spring.
Since it is for the Holy Spring, there will be a trace left behind, and there will be a greater chance of finding the enemy.
Even if they are monks, they will definitely have flaws, and if there are flaws, there will be clues.
Because I was in a hurry, I quickly reached the vicinity of the holy spring.
There hasn't been much change nearby, just peach blossoms scattered everywhere.
Su Fan used the little strength he had as a mortal to push aside the burnt peach tree, and three corpses were buried under the peach tree.
Those men were dressed in black and held machetes in their hands. They looked as if they had been crushed to death by these trees.
Su Fan looked solemn as he slowly squatted down and looked at the bodies that were still intact.
There was a subtle mark on the artery of the three people's necks. At this moment, the mark had turned bright red, just like the color of peach blossoms.
A scene appeared in Su Fan's mind. The three people tried to break into the peach forest, but unexpectedly they touched someone.
The man flew out three unknown weapons, slicing the three people's arteries, and the three people fell to the ground and bled to death.
And the weapon was not an extraordinary thing, so the wound could not heal.
Three people died, but who was the murderer? No villager in Peach Blossom Creek had this ability.
It's impossible for the village chief, Han Xiaoyue? Su Fan smiled bitterly and just prayed that she would be safe and sound.
Could it be the Peach Blossom Saint? Su Fan thought of this and shouted: "Saint, if you are the one, please come out and show me."
The cry fell into the void, unable to sweep away the loneliness. Only the jackdaws in the sky neighed from time to time.
Su Fan had no choice but to give up and continue to observe the three corpses, hoping to get some clues.
There is nothing special under the black clothes, just ordinary mortal clothes and ordinary accessories.
Su Fan shook his head helplessly and was about to get up when he was suddenly attracted by an ordinary jade ornament on those people.
Su Fan took it off at will. It was a very ordinary jade ornament, a pendant.
Su Fan looked at the pendant curiously. He was curious as to how a monk could carry a mortal object. If it were just one person, it would be okay.
One might say that it was an item that was very important to him, so he left it to this day, but if all three of them had it, that would not make sense.
The carvings of flames engraved on the pendant are also simple carvings in the mortal world.
The three characters of Fiery Sect can be vaguely seen under the flames. Although the flying fonts do not contain any formations or restrictions, they have a power that shocks the soul.
Su Fan held the pendant tightly, his eyes getting colder, he stood up and looked around this paradise again, where the kind villagers are now buried.
After giving a cold smile, he quietly walked out of the silent village and went to fulfill his long-cherished wish.
…
After walking out of Peach Blossom Creek, Su Fan's stern face immediately disappeared and was replaced by a kind face.
Only with a kind face can it be possible to restore cultivation. Now, Su Fan is going to find a cultivation sect, and then exchange for elixirs to restore cultivation as soon as possible, and then...
After inquiring all the way, Su Fan gradually understood the general outline of this place. This was not Tianyuan County.
Instead, it is called a place called Yongle County. It is said that there is a cultivation sect nearby.
After some understanding, Su Fan identified a cultivation sect called Xuanji Sect.
Along the way, there were a lot less flowers and plants in the mountains, probably because the temperature was gradually dropping.
The mountain is very high. It seems that many cultivation sects like to build the mountain gate in a place that is too high to show their status as a beautiful building.
As we gradually moved forward, there were actually more people. After listening to the conversations of those people, we could judge that these people were all here to participate in the registered disciple competition.
Su Fan was overjoyed. With his knowledge and ability, this kind of competition question was no big deal.