On a mountain path dozens of miles away from Cangmang Town, Shen Yu brought Lu Caiwei to the ground.
The forest nearby is deep and leafy, and the faint sound of streams can be heard.
"I didn't expect that the sword masters' sword escape techniques are so fast."
Lu Caiwei was in high spirits, although her head was still a little dizzy.
Because he had personally experienced the real sword escape technique in the air just now, there were still a few people trying to catch up at first, but after a few breaths, they could no longer even be seen.
She was a little timid and suddenly felt that it was good to choose to become a swordsman. At least she could escape quickly and gracefully.
Shen Yu glanced at her and said, "Sword cultivator's shame."
Lu Caiwei's little thoughts were immediately seen through, her face turned red, and she snorted angrily: "It's none of your business."
Shen Yu looked into the distance, feeling rather dejected.
The old man who had already half-stepped into the upper three realms was still far away from Cangmang Town. His original plan was to have a fight first because he hadn't done anything for a long time and was a bit unfamiliar. In the end, he was killed by this stupid man. The girl was ruined.
"Is that bastard dead?" Lu Caiwei suddenly asked.
Shen Yu said: "It's almost like death."
Lu Caiwei clicked her tongue.
Although Shen Yu's palm relieved her, she still felt a little regretful in her heart, because she knew that such an ending would make it almost impossible for her to go to Guiyunxian Sect in the future.
Lu Caiwei suddenly felt confused and asked, "What should we do now?"
Shen Yu randomly found a wooden post and sat down, and said calmly: "If you can't use simple methods, just use more complicated ones."
Lu Caiwei was stunned. Didn't she understand the meaning of the other party's words?
She asked blankly: "Are you still going to Guiyun Xianzong?"
Not long ago, the talented disciple of the Immortal Sect was defeated in front of countless people, and now he is still being hunted by the opponent. However, this person still wants to go to the mountain gate of the Immortal Sect.
Is he looking for death?
"I won't go, you go."
Shen Yu said: "Are you afraid?"
Lu Caiwei thought about it seriously and said a little aggrievedly, "I'm afraid."
Shen Yu looked at her for a long time, then sighed and said, "I remember... you used to cry and beg me to take you there."
Lu Caiwei blinked, and then said pitifully: "I want to pay homage to the master. Either I want to die, or I want to at least wait until I finish my work."
Shen Yu snorted and said, "Okay."
Lu Caiwei asked back: "Why do I feel like you want to return to the Yunxian Sect more than I do?"
Shen Yu pondered for a while and said: "I heard in town just now that this sect is very impressive and long-standing, and it has something that interests me."
...
The Guiyun Immortal Sect issued a pursuit order and gave generous rewards. Almost every disciple who traveled abroad received information about Shen Yu. It can be said that no effort was spared.
But as time passed, the two of them seemed to disappear out of thin air without a trace.
late at night.
At the edge of an unknown mountain forest, a weak bonfire swayed in the wind.
Shen Yu casually added some firewood to the fire, then crossed his legs and began to meditate. These days, he was no longer doing nothing as usual.
Lu Caiwei stood quietly aside, with a rather nervous expression on her face.
Because less than a hundred feet in front of them, there was a camp built by dozens of people from the Lin family.
That was the group of Elder Zheng Xuan of the Guiyun Immortal Sect, and all the disciples recruited in the town were in the team.
The most important thing is that for some reason, the Immortal Sect's teaching elder chose to walk slowly with the team.
Yes, the two of them did not hide or run away these days, but secretly followed them towards the mountain gate of Guiyun Immortal Sect.
Maybe it's because of the darkness under the lamp, or maybe because of luck, no one has noticed them until now.
As the spiritual energy circulated for several days, Shen Yu took out the booklet from his arms and read it again.
Because he recently discovered that it also introduced some things about Daozong, and some things interested him very much.
For example, within the Dao Sect, there is a place with nine levels of prohibitions to hide the secrets of heaven, called the Dao Prison.
As the name suggests, there are many demons trapped inside.
The demons from the southern barbarian demon realm, the demons from the foreign realm in the north.
In addition, there are also some strong human beings who committed heinous crimes on the road of cultivation.
Su Mo never told him these things, but that was not what he was most concerned about.
Instead, he remembered that there was a formation master in the Dao Sect who was blocked by those restrictions when he was at Siguo Cliff, so he really wanted to meet him.
Lu Caiwei's exclamation came from the distance.
Shen Yu turned around and saw the seven long colorful silk ribbons on the horizon that were extremely conspicuous in the dark night.
There are several people standing on the ethereal long silk, all of them are women, each of them can be said to be the most beautiful in the world, and the woman in front of him is even more extraordinary in a light green dress, with a peerless face, and an indescribable look on her face.
Elegant and noble.
Lu Caiwei watched silently, her eyes only staying in front of the woman in front of her for a while, most of her attention was on the colorful silk ribbons they were wearing.
Shen Yu didn't know what he thought of, and showed a look of recollection.
Everyone in the Guiyun Immortal Sect stopped their movements one after another, bent down slightly, and saluted respectfully.
This scene made Lu Caiwei a little surprised, and she turned her head and looked at Shen Yu in confusion.
Shen Yu was still sitting and said: 'Those people, if I read correctly, should be from the Yaochi Holy Land, and the woman in front of them is the current saint He Pianpian.'
The Saint of Yaochi was born hundreds of years ago. She is on the same level as Hui Ke, the Buddhist disciple of Lingyin Temple, Yu Wenwen of Taoism, and Chengli, the Qing Emperor. She can be said to be the pinnacle of the younger generation in the world.
Lu Caiwei didn't know this, so she said disparagingly: "Speaking of which, you are also from one of the Holy Lands. Look at their pomp and circumstance, and then look at yours."
Shen Yu didn't speak, just looked up quietly.
Lu Caiwei followed his gaze when she didn't get a response. She suddenly became angry and said angrily: "What are you looking at? If you keep looking at it, your eyeballs will pop out."
Shen Yu said lightly: "They are coming."
Lu Caiwei was stunned, then looked back.
They saw the colorful long silk floating in the wind, and then it became clearer and clearer in their sight, and soon it was in front of the two of them.
Lu Caiwei had always been a arrogant person next to Shen Yu. When she met a stranger, she quickly ran behind Shen Yu.
The peerless woman looked at the two of them with her deep blue eyes, and her voice was like a clear spring, sounding lonely.
She said: "My name is He Pianpian, from Yaochi Holy Land."
Facing several looks that followed, Shen Yu said calmly: "Is something wrong?"
The woman looked back slightly and said softly: "Have you ever practiced as a disciple?"
Lu Caiwei was stunned and said, "Are you talking about me?"
The woman nodded and continued: "If not, you are willing to enter my Yaochi Holy Land."
Lu Caiwei subconsciously turned her head and found that Shen Yu's expression was as usual, as if he had not heard these words at all.