I have a passive skill.

In the eight palaces.

"senior."

"Senior Moonless."

"Senior Wuyue, why did you come out? It's fine for us to watch over here, why don't you go back to recuperate first?"

The original red clothes base is now occupied by a group of white clothes.

People and horses from all parties performed their duties, and things were handled in an orderly manner.

But when a middle-aged man in a light blue robe walked out of the camp, everyone immediately fell silent and stood up.

The guard in white hurriedly persuaded him.

Gou Wuyue just waved her hand lightly, "The injury is no problem, how are you preparing?"

"All the work has been completed, just wait for the people in the White Grotto to come out."

The white-clothed guard standing beside said: "Also, the other injured brothers in Qinglong County have also been healed, and the others who died in battle have also been notified, and their families have helped to take care of them."

"well-done."

Gou Wuyue nodded, seeing that almost half of the people in the tent were missing, she couldn't help asking softly, "Is there any new news?"

"Have."

The white-clothed guard said: "According to the information left by the red-clothed one earlier, it is not only the storyteller who entered the small world of the White Cave."

"Before that, they actually found three figures in total, namely the chief slave, Cenchov, and the storyteller."

"In other words, there are at least three 'holy slaves' in the White Grotto at this time."

Gou Wuyue was startled when he heard that: "The first saint slave?"

"Yes." Bai Yi nodded hurriedly.

"He came too?"

"Ah."

Gou Wuyue immediately lowered her head, as if she was thinking about something, after a long time, she raised her head and said, "Where's Xiaoyi?"

"exist."

The void suddenly flashed, and another white-clothed figure appeared.

"Who is the person in charge of the branch of the Temple of the Holy Spirit in East Heavenly King City?" Gou Wuyue asked.

"Jiangbian Yan." Tasting Wing replied.

"Jiangbianyan, I seem to have a little impression..." Gou Wuyue frowned.

Chang Yi immediately said: "Jiang Bianyan, the peak cultivation base of the throne, has been trying to cut the way before, whether it is successful or not, we don't know yet."

"He has something to do with Yu Lingdi, the head of the Lingbu. He seems to be a distant relative. His roots are straight and young, so there is absolutely no problem."

Gou Wuyue immediately took out a token and handed it over, "Give me an order to transfer all the white and red clothes that can be mobilized in Dongtianwang City and its vicinity."

"all?"

Taste Wing was taken aback.

"Correct."

Gou Wuyue said: "There are three 'Holy Slaves' who entered the White Cave. You have already delivered this important information very late."

Chang Yi suddenly bowed in a panic, "We are afraid of disturbing senior treatment..."

"I don't mean to blame you."

Gou Wuyue stretched out her hand and patted him on the shoulder, smiled gently, and continued: "Now the three 'Sage Slaves' have entered the White Cave, even the first one is no exception."

"Do you dare to say that they are outside and have no connections?"

"This can already be seen from the person who attacked us earlier. They not only have people outside, but also have a very strong helping hand."

"At that time, if I am dragged back again, the only ones who will suffer heavy casualties will be you."

"and……"

Gou Wuyue looked around and said, "Currently, there is a serious shortage of manpower near the White Grotto, and they lack the most top-notch combat power."

"You can't hold the banner, so you can only call more people over."

"Yes." Taste wing nodded in shame.

"Also, has the Yuling drip arrived yet?"

"Not yet, not yet."

"Tell him not to come here."

Gou Wuyue looked into the distance, and said: "Let him turn back first, and borrow the 'Mokui' from Dao Qiongcang first. If he can't borrow it, let him bring all six troops here!"

"Six men and horses?"

All the white clothes next to him looked up in horror.

Gou Wuyue smiled slightly: "This battle is very important. It is not as simple as you imagined. Be prepared to die."

"Yes!"

Everyone drinks together.

"and also……"

Doubt flashed across Gou Wuyue's eyes, "The last person who appeared in Qinglong County before, have you found out his identity?"

Chang Yi shook his body, "Not yet..."

"How much did you check?"

"At present, there is not much information available. After all, when that person appeared, he only used the 'Big Buddha Slash', which was still used to save people."

"But the breath of sword thought leaked from his body, as well as the habits of moves, cultivation base, and even the judgment of appearance characteristics..."

Chang Yi hesitantly raised his eyes, and saw Gou Wuyue's indifferent expression.

"The Eighth Sword Immortal?" Gou Wuyue asked.

"Yeah." Chang Yi replied weakly.

"Xiaoyi, how many years have you been with me?" Gou Wuyue sighed.

Taste the wings and legs are soft.

"Ten, 13 years?"

"senior!"

"Senior Wuyue, I also know that it may not be, but inferring from those characteristics..."

Gou Wuyue interrupted: "Characteristics? If the Eighth Sword Immortal has not yet fallen and reappeared this time, do you think he will reveal so many obvious features for the Holy Spirit Palace to see?"

"Uh..." Chang Yi choked.

"He is not the Eight Masters." Gou Wuyue said firmly.

"Buzz!"

Inside the tent, a sword sound suddenly sounded.

When the sound of the sword sounded, the curtains on the window sill stirred, and the sword energy crisscrossed all directions.

Everyone was startled when they saw it, and they all knew that it was the "Voice of Nu Lan" inside who heard the turmoil caused by the conversation outside.

After all, the previous generation of sword bearer of this famous sword was the Eighth Sword Immortal!

"But..." Chang Yi still hesitated.

"No buts."

Gou Wuyue made a move, and the famous sword "Nu Lan's Voice" flew over.

He caressed the famous sword with one hand, and there was a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

After a long time, I burst out laughing.

"Xiao Yi, do you think your judgment is right, or is my feeling wrong?"

"This..." Chang Yi raised his eyes cautiously.

Gou Wuyue said helplessly: "You haven't fought against the eight masters before, so naturally you don't know that man's arrogance at all."

"If he really came that day, let alone you, even I don't know if it is possible to come here."

He pointed to the ground in the eight palaces, his voice was very soft, but his tone was indeed extremely dignified.

"Eight masters, only fight and never retreat!"

With a bang, Chang Yi's mind went blank.

Only then did he fully realize that he and others were indeed making inferences based on the so-called "facts".

But the person standing in front of him was someone who had a real battle experience with the Eighth Sword Immortal in the battle for ten seats!

This kind of existence, even if he never fought against that sloppy man that day.

With just one glance, it is estimated that the identity of the other party can be determined.

What's the use of waiting for others, no matter how true the inference is?

"Understood, let's overthrow and start over." Chang Yi bowed.

"There's no need to do it all over again."

"Sword Nian, Great Buddha Slash, Eight Fingers, Neck Scar..."

Gou Wuyue murmured.

In this world, how many people can pretend to be the Eighth Sword Immortal so far?

With a high voice, he raised his hand and said, "Send someone to 'San Yue Xian City' and 'Buried Sword Tomb' to see, which of these two is not in charge, just copy it!"

"Om-"

"Nu Lan's Voice" shook.

The sound of the sword was melodious, shaking the ground.

Everyone's hearts turned cold, feeling the extremely cold killing intent in the air, they couldn't help lowering their heads together.

"Yes!"

……

white cave.

Not far from the Sword Grassland.

"Teacher, do you think I look like this?"

An old and dry voice appeared in a low voice, as if he hadn't drank water for thousands of years.

"Not like."

Mu Zixi frowned, looked at the skinny old man in front of him, and said, "He can't say 'I', you have to say 'Old Man'!"

"Oh oh."

"He can't say 'oh, oh', Xu Xiaoshou, can you show off a little bit, do you understand your temper?"

Mu Zixi said angrily, "Is he as gentle as you?"

Xu Xiao was under pressure and put the straw hat on his head, and couldn't help retorting: "Oh, now you know that I am gentle? Didn't you compare with that old guy before? Do you dare to curse me?"

"Cursed, passive value, +1, +1, +1, +1..."

"Depend on!"

Xu Xiaoshou sprinkled a few more hays on his clothes, and said in a low voice, "Now, is it like that?"

"Look up." Mu Zixi said angrily.

Xu Xiaoshou tilted his head.

"Dark circles, can you make them heavier? It's not right for you to do this. It's only been a year and a half. It doesn't have the effect of more than ten years of dark circles!"