These true disciples who were looking for Bai Yu also speculated that Bai Yu might have entered the misty forest in danger, so they searched roughly.
However, even the powerful Jindan would have difficulty in searching such a dangerous place thoroughly, unless they were from the Cangyun Sect.
The two elders, civil and military, arrived, or the sect leader came in person.
He is just a true disciple and cannot alert the powerful Nascent Soul.
Dan Pavilion can send all the disciples.
It can be seen that the elder of Dan Pavilion cares about Bai Yu.
Otherwise, if it were an ordinary disciple, he would not send a large number of disciples to look for him.
Knowing this guess, which was not a clue, Bai Yi fell silent, lowered his head and said nothing.
Soon he raised his head and asked, "Didn't anyone go with Bai Yu when we set off?"
"No."
The old disciple said: "Most of the true disciples rush to Taiheng alone, and they will also practice alone after arriving in Taiheng.
As long as they do not go to the three dangerous places, the Taiheng Mountains are not too dangerous for us true disciples.
Although the junior sister is only in the middle stage of Qi refining, her master has given her many treasures.
Not only does she have a twin-body magic weapon that the master personally refined, but she also has a very fast flying magic weapon called Lan Yuezhou. , if flying at full strength, it is almost the same as a sword.
It can escape unharmed when encountering a second-level monster.
As long as it does not go to the three dangerous places, there will generally be no danger. " The Lan Yue Zhou mentioned by the old disciples is a flying magic weapon that has reached a high level.
It is almost twice as fast as an ordinary wooden boat.
Its speed is comparable to that of a Foundation Establishment monk flying with a sword.
It is very expensive for a disciple of the Foundation Establishment realm.
Very few people have them.
Unexpectedly, the elder of Dan Pavilion actually gave Bai Yu one.
This shows how much the elder of Dan Pavilion values Bai Yu, a closed disciple.
The twin magical weapons that can attack and defend, plus the Lanyue Zhou that can fly like a sword, Baiyu has these two treasures, even if he is only in the middle stage of Qi Refining, he can advance and retreat freely in ordinary dangerous places, even the second level.
Monsters have a chance to kill them, but once they encounter a level three monster, they still have no chance of winning.
The strength of the third-level monsters is already similar to that of monks in the late stage of foundation building.
Although Baiyu's magical weapon is powerful, his cultivation level is too low after all.
Once he encounters a third-level monster in the misty forest, he will end up dead or alive.
Without anyone accompanying him, no one would know Bai Yu's true whereabouts.
According to the old disciple's guess, Bai Yu's chances of falling into the misty forest are extremely high.
"Thank you, senior brother, for informing me."
Bai Yi cupped his fists and thanked him, and the flying boat stopped moving forward.
When the old disciple noticed that Bai Yi had stopped, he frowned and said, "You are only an outer disciple.
If Bai Yu is really buried in the misty forest, there is no point in looking for him.
You will have to take another life."
Shaking his head and sighing, the old disciple stopped staying and moved away with his sword, returning to the sect to resume his life.
When their team returns to Dan Pavilion, the news of Bai Yu's death may be confirmed.
Turning the flying boat around, Bai Yi's eyes were filled with bitterness.
Unexpectedly, during this trip to Taiheng, he killed his enemies but lost his sister.
"Yu'er" Looking into the distance, Bai Yi's eyes became increasingly sad.
He put away his flying boat and launched his flying sword, flying resolutely towards the Taiheng Mountains.
There are no corpses, and life and death continue.
Although Bai Yu's chance of survival is too slim, Bai Yi still has no intention of giving up.
As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, he will never give up easily.
He wants to return to Taiheng in person The flying sword under his feet flew away like a shooting star.
The young man on the sword showed determination and headed straight towards the dangerous place with a strong wind.
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"Flight of the Sword" In the distance, the old Dan Pavilion disciple heard the sound of the sword wind, turned his head, looked at Bai Yi in the distance with some surprise, and said to himself: "Outer disciples can master the sword control technique, I'm afraid Bai Yi's talent It’s a pity that she is still above Junior Sister.”
Sighing, the old disciple turned around and flew in the direction of the sect.
The Taiheng Mountain Range is as peaceful and deep as ever.
The disciples of Cangyun Sect have already evacuated, and this mountain range has become more dangerous.
After half a day, Bai Yi came to the outskirts of the mountain range again.
Looking at the endless ancient forest, Bai Yi was speechless for a long time.
After a while, he took out a few green spiritual grasses.
Bai Yi bought these spiritual herbs from Shilingfang City in order to refine the magical elixir to restore the scars on his sister's face.
The hands holding the spiritual grass tightened tighter and tighter, cracks gradually appeared on the few spiritual grasses, and the soft voice of my sister vaguely sounded in my ears.
"Brother, that's the money you paid to take the provincial examination.
Don't move, I don't feel any pain."
“It really doesn’t hurt” His heart seemed to be stabbed hard by something.
Bai Yi was fine, but he felt a tearing pain in his heart.
Subconsciously covering his heart, Bai Yi showed a painful expression.
Before he could suppress it deliberately, an inexplicable memory suddenly emerged from his mind.
It was a high mountain that reached into the clouds.
It was very blurry and only a patch of green could be seen.
At the bottom of the mountain, a jumping girl came waving.
When this strange scene appeared, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed in Bai Yi's eyes.
In the sixteen years of memory in this life, Bai Yi clearly remembers that when he was a child, the barren mountain where he and his family lived would never exceed a hundred feet, and would not tower into the clouds at all.
Although the girl at the foot of the mountain was equally blurry, she was It is definitely not the outline of white jade. who is that Bai Yi is rarely surprised.
Tens of thousands of years have long since honed his calm mind to deal with things without panic.
However, today, he was first disturbed by Bai Yu's distress, and then a strange memory appeared.
Bai Yi was finally completely Shocked and shaken.
Sensing the fluctuations in his mind, Bai Yi's expression changed, and he immediately sat cross-legged outside the forest, throwing away distracting thoughts and using the method of meditation to suppress his shaking mind.
If it were an ordinary person, mental shock would be nothing, but after all, Bai Yi was a former loose immortal, and his state of mind could be said to have been perfected in cultivation.
Although the Taoist heart was abandoned, his state of mind still existed, which is a mysterious thing that can affect the future achievements of cultivators. , once the state of mind is cracked due to instability, it is almost a delusion to want to become a loose immortal again.
The sky gradually darkened, and after one night, the sun rose in the east.
Bai Yi sat outside the forest for a whole night, and finally stabilized his mind.
When the first ray of sunlight hit the young face, a pair of dark eyes slowly opened.
In his eyes, he still had the calmness of the past, but A little deeper.
"Care leads to chaos."
Bai Yi whispered bitterly to himself, frowning slightly: "That strange scene is not a memory of this life.
Could it be that in the last life, I still have forgotten memories?"
Now that his state of mind has stabilized, Bai Yi immediately fell into the long river of memories, searching for memories about the mountains and the girl for thousands of years, but no matter how long he recalled, there was still no clue until he reached the end of his memory. .
Most of the memories of life at the beginning are of happy childhood, full of babbling and toddler novelties, as well as the warmth of his mother's arms.
However, at the end of Bai Yi's memory, there is no happy childhood.
At the end of that long river of memories that carry tens of thousands of years, there is only a cold, towering, and blurry mountain of ten thousand feet: