Ye Xiuluo's cultivation level plummeted due to damage to his heart. Later, he was betrayed and was surrounded and killed by the four holy emperors.
In desperation, he could only fight and retreat, and fled into the endless dark forest.
Shenyuan 1500 years
Zhongzhou Territory.
A tall and unkempt man, wearing tattered clothes, walked out of the dark forest like a beggar.
"Ah, we finally see the light of day again!" Ye Xiuluo let out a long sigh.
The Dark Forest is a vast area, not only extremely dangerous, but also pitch black all year round, making it impossible to tell the direction. It took him thousands of years to escape.
Sudden.
A low and vicissitudes of voice came into his ears: "Ye Shura, your cultivation is completely lost. If you can reach the top again in the future, don't forget to come and see me, an old friend!"
Hearing the old monster's voice coming from the dark forest, Ye Xiuluo shivered unconsciously, took a step forward and ran away, disappearing in a flash.
A full thousand years have passed, and he is a little confused about the slightly unfamiliar world in front of him, wandering aimlessly at the edge of the dark forest, not knowing where to go.
After walking not far, I felt as if something tripped my feet, and I stumbled and almost fell.
Suddenly, he saw a pair of legs under the thick dead leaves on the ground. To be precise, it should be a corpse.
The upper body of the body was obscured by the dead leaves of the trees, so he could only see one pair of legs.
The clothes on the corpse were in tatters, and compared with what he was wearing now, it would be difficult to tell the difference.
After Ye Xiulu pushed aside the dead leaves, he discovered that the man's appearance had changed beyond recognition, and he had obviously been dead for some time.
He had some doubts in his mind, who could this deceased person be? Judging from the way he was dressed, he didn't seem like an ordinary person.
Out of curiosity, he reached out and groped around on the man's body, and unexpectedly found a bronze token.
The token is neatly engraved with several square-inch words: "Lord of the Luoxia Sect"
"Why did he die here?" Ye Xiuluo frowned slightly, a little confused.
Not only does he know about the Luoxia Sect, but he also has a deep connection with it.
The Luoxia Sect is located in the Zhongzhou Territory and has been passed down for more than a thousand years. At its peak, the sect had more than 2,000 disciples.
Not only that, the founder of the Luoxia Sect was once one of Ye Xiuluo's friends.
"You're lucky to have met me here, otherwise you would have been feeding the birds and beasts!" Ye Xiuluo said a little carelessly.
He planned to send the body back to the Luoxia Sect, and also wanted to find out who the deceased was, so that he could be worthy of his former friend.
Carrying the man's body behind him, Ye Xiuluo staggered towards the Luoxia Sect...
It was not far from the Luoxia Sect, and before the sun had set, he carried the body alone to the Luoxia Sect's sect.
After taking out the token and letting the disciples of the Luoxia Sect inform him, he met several elders of the Luoxia Sect in the main hall.
Putting his body behind his back lightly on the ground, and moving his aching legs a little, Ye Xiuluo asked, "Do you know this person? The token was found from him."
After hearing this, several elders of the Luoxia Sect quickly stepped forward to identify the body.
"Judging from the body shape and clothing, he should be the Hai Sect Master." An elder observed carefully and then defined the identity of the deceased.
It was confirmed that the deceased person was Hai Wuya, the leader of the Luoxia Sect. Several elders looked livid, and the hall was filled with a somewhat depressing atmosphere.
"What's going on?" The person who spoke was Yan Que, the great elder of the Luoxia Sect. His strength was unfathomable, and his prestige in the Luoxia Sect was unmatched by other elders.
Hearing Yan Que's question, Ye Xiuluo explained patiently.
After listening to his explanation, Yan Que asked again: "Then who are you?"
"I'm just a passerby!" Ye Xiuluo replied with a smile, without further explanation, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
But he never dreamed that he would already be in trouble from the moment he delivered the body.
At this time, Yan Que snorted coldly: "Passers-by? I'm afraid it's not that simple."
"What do you mean?" Ye Xiuluo knew that the old man in front of him meant something!
Yan Que put his hands behind his back with an indifferent look on his face and asked, "Why would ordinary passers-by go to a place like the dark forest?
Not only did you appear in that place, but you also happened to find the body, and you kindly sent the body back. Isn't this a bit too much of a coincidence? Or do you have other plans?"
Logically speaking, Yan Que's analysis does make some sense, but in fact, it is really just a coincidence.
Hearing that Yan Que seemed to be doubting himself, Ye Xiuluo became a little unhappy, and his face suddenly darkened, "I mean, you, old man, don't distinguish between good and bad people?"
He sent the body back out of kindness, but he didn't get any thanks in return, and now it's turned out to be an evil plot. How can this be justified?
Yan Que continued with a sullen face: "Whether you are good or bad, or whether you have other purposes, we will wait until we investigate clearly."
Ye Xiuluo also felt a little regretful at this time, secretly blaming himself for being a little nosy, "Okay, then you can investigate slowly, I won't accompany you, farewell!" After saying that, he wanted to leave the Luoxia Sect, so as not to suffer from this cowardice again.
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"Wait a minute, do you want to leave before the matter is investigated clearly?" Yan Que said gloomily.
"What do you mean? You want to imprison me?" Ye Xiuluo said calmly.
He really couldn't explain his origins, and no one had ever escaped from the dark forest. Even if he told the truth, not only would no one believe him, but he would probably be even more suspicious.
Yan Que seemed to have no intention of talking nonsense and waved his hand: "Someone, take this kid to Canglan Pavilion. He is not allowed to leave without my order!
"Damn it, you old fool, how dare you..." Ye Xiuluo suddenly became anxious.
He had just escaped from the dark forest, and if he was imprisoned by the Luoxia Sect again, he would really be hanging himself and seeking death.
"Pa~"
As soon as Ye Xiuluo finished cursing, Yan Que slapped him on the cheek with a palm from the air.
Suddenly there was a burning pain, five fingerprints were clearly visible on his cheek, and a trace of scarlet blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Yan Que said in a bad tone: "This is the Luoxia Sect. I advise you to be more measured when you speak, otherwise I will crush your bones."
Hearing Yan Que's murderous words, Ye Xiuluo's reason, which was about to be overwhelmed by anger, was forcefully pulled back by him.
"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." He warned himself repeatedly in his mind.
But the angry eyes were still staring at Yan Que like knives, and he clenched his hands tightly, and his nails had already pierced into the skin of his palms.
Not only did he face being imprisoned, but he was also slapped on the face. When had he ever suffered such a shame and humiliation in his life?
But people have to lower their heads under the eaves. Now that he has lost all his cultivation, he will lose his life if he is not careful.
Ye Xiuluo finally suppressed the anger in his heart and chose to endure it for the time being.
But he secretly swore in his heart that sooner or later, he would get back this slap with all the benefits.
Just when Ye Xiuluo was about to be taken away, Xia Aotian, the second elder of the Luoxia Sect, suddenly stood up and said, "Senior Brother, if you do this without evidence, if word spreads, it may affect the reputation of our Luoxia Sect!"
"The reputation of Luoxia Sect is important, but the truth of this matter is more important. If this person is a spy who used this to sneak into Luoxia Sect, then he would be irresponsible to Luoxia Sect."
"Can......"
"This matter is settled, you don't need to say any more!" Yan Que said firmly.
Xia Aotian could only sigh helplessly. He felt that Elder Yan was a little too arrogant. How could he act so hastily without fear of chilling people's hearts?
But there was nothing he could do. After all, he was inferior to others, and Yan Que's prestige in the Luoxia Sect was beyond his comparison.
"Oh, it's true that a tiger falls flat and is bullied by a dog! Your Luoxia Sect has really taught me a lot, so I'm not afraid of the ridicule of the world!" Ye Xiuluo said with a sneer.
But no matter how much he ridiculed, he still couldn't change the ending of his imprisonment.
Canglan Pavilion.
This is a separate courtyard on Canglan Peak of Luoxia Sect, located halfway up Canglan Peak.
The courtyard was not big, but the surrounding environment was quite good. As the days passed, he had been imprisoned for several months.
However, there has been no progress in finding out the truth about the death of the leader of the Luoxia Sect, and Yan Que has no intention of letting him go.
Ye Xiuluo felt extremely aggrieved and angry, but there was nothing he could do. He didn't have the strength to force his way out now. If he had been at his peak, a sect of the Luoxia Sect's level would have been able to kill him back and forth in the blink of an eye.
Without panting.
"Damn it, how long will it take to lock me up like this endlessly! Damn it, uncle!"