The weakest peak master? All my disciples are immortal kings and empresses.

"The closest sect to Yunluo City is the Xuantian Dao Sect, which is one of the best sects in Shengri Dao Domain. There are cultivators at the Soul Stage Realm and above in the sect."

"Nine out of ten, it was the Xuantian Dao Sect who took action."

If it weren't for the fact that Scarface was the leader of the group, he would have guessed the truth immediately.

"Xuantian Dao Sect?!"

Hearing this, one of the demon sect members who knew Shengri Daoyu better said in a deep voice: "If it is really Xuantian Dao Sect, then even if all of us from the Nightmare Demon Sect rush to the mountain gate, it will probably be like hitting a rock with an egg."

"Nonsense! I will rush to the mountain gate directly when I have nothing to do after eating."

The scarred face slapped him on the head, causing him to feel aggrieved but dare not say anything else. With a sinister look in his eyes, he said: "We are the demon sect, and conspiracy is our strength."

"The most urgent task is to find the whereabouts of several people, so that we can know what happened. Each of us will form a group of two to find a direction to find the bodies of Li Si and others."

After that, several people formed a group of two and went to search in the four directions of Yunluo City, east, west, south, and north.

......

In his dream, Luo Xue returned to the past and saw the figure he had been thinking about day and night.

A woman in black clothes stood in the ruins of the collapsed sect, with her back to Luo Xue, and remained silent.

Luo Xue had tears in her eyes and was trembling as she walked. She stroked the familiar ruined house and the broken sword left after the war, and walked towards the woman in a trance.

"Master, is that you?"

The woman seemed to hear Luo Xue calling her, but she did not turn around. She still stood with her back to the ground and said, "Disciple, disciple, your master is having a hard time in the soul bottle. Why don't you come to save me? Why don't you come to save us?"

"Disciple, the sect reincarnated you so that you can save us, but you haven't been seen for a year. Have you forgotten your master and the sect?"

"Luo Xue, you ungrateful person, I brought you, an orphan, to the sect, but I never thought that you would betray the sect. You will not die well!"

The woman's voice became louder and louder, and her hatred became deeper and deeper, almost shattering the dream.

After hearing this, Luo Xue stopped moving and looked at the woman in confusion. Tears in her eyes were like rain, and she felt guilty and self-blame in her heart. Her Tao heart was about to dissipate with the dream.

"No... Master, Luo Xue is not... not an ungrateful person. I have not forgotten you, I have not forgotten the sect, and I want to avenge the sect all the time."

"Shut up!"

The woman shouted in a deep voice.

"Since you haven't forgotten us, why haven't you come to save me for a long time? Do you know that your master is trapped in the soul bottle and tortured in every way, unable to live or die!"

"Master, I..."

Luo Xue wanted to explain, but she was speechless when the words came to her lips.

"Huh? Is this a nightmare?"

Su Changqing stood quietly by the bed, his eyes revealing concern and worry, his eyes fell on Luo Xue, who was tossing restlessly on the bed, as if troubled by a nightmare.

At this time, Luo Xue's brows were furrowed, fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, her breathing was rapid and disordered, as if she was fighting against some invisible fear.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she murmured softly from time to time, making it difficult to hear what she was saying.

With a surge of pity in his heart, Su Changqing reached out and touched Luo Xue's forehead. The spiritual energy was transmitted from his hand, and suddenly a wisp of black smoke and demonic energy disappeared from Luo Xue's body.

Su Changqing was quick-witted and grabbed the wisp of demonic energy that wanted to escape.

"Huh... It seems that a little bug is coming."

Su Changqing shook his head and looked outside the door, then his eyes condensed and he clenched the demonic energy in his hand and crushed it.

"Master, is that you?"

Without the influence of this heavy demonic energy, Luo Xue's dream also disappeared. She slowly woke up from her sleep, and vaguely saw a figure standing beside her in the mist of tears.

"Yeah."

Su Changqing nodded.

"Master, I dreamed of the sect, I dreamed of my master, they..."

"Don't say it, I know everything, you just had this dream because you were attacked by the evil spirit of the thief, it was not your master's intention."

Su Changqing smiled and comforted.

"Luo Xue understands in her heart, but I..."

Luo Xue lowered her head, feeling extremely guilty.

"It's okay, you have a good rest, and come down the mountain with me after daylight to deal with some things."

After that, Su Changqing performed a meditation technique for him, and marked a formation for the cabin, and slowly walked out of the door.

After leaving the cabin, Su Changqing looked atThe light fell on the peach tree next to the house.

"Did you let it in?"

The peach tree rustled, and the branches and leaves seemed to admit it.

Su Changqing had already marked the formation in Baijing Mountain. Even the most sinister demonic energy from the deep world could hardly break this formation.

Evil demons are not stained, and the peace is not stained.

Apart from Su Changqing himself, only this peach tree can open and close this formation. This is a special case given to it by Su Changqing.

"Master, Miss Luo Xue has always been troubled by the inner demon in her heart, so she can never exert her full strength when practicing swordsmanship, and it will affect her understanding of swordsmanship in the future."

"So today I let this demonic energy in, and I want to use it to explore the source of this inner demon, so that I can prescribe the right medicine and completely eliminate this trouble."

The peach tree explained to Su Changqing very seriously.

"Well, I know about this too."

Su Changqing nodded and replied. He understood the principle of using poison to fight poison, but now Luo Xue's sad eyes appeared in his mind again, so he frowned and continued to say to Tao Shu: "Next time, don't act on your own, ask me for advice first."

"Yes, Master, I didn't think it through."

Tao Shu admitted his mistake with guilt.

Then, the night was peaceful.

The next morning, Su Changqing stood on the top of the mountain early, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed to be enjoying the scenery far below the mountain.

"Master."

Luo Xue called softly, and stepped forward to stand behind Su Changqing.

"Well, I didn't sleep well yesterday, so you got up so early today?"

Su Changqing turned around and looked at Luo Xue and asked.

"With the blessing of Master's Meditation Technique, I rested well in the middle of the night."

Luo Xue replied.

"In that case, we have been up the mountain for so long and haven't come down for a long time. Let's go down the mountain today, just in time for you to relax."

Su Changqing continued to say to him.

"Okay, Master."

Then the two of them flew down the mountain with flying swords.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Yunluo City, where you and I first met."

When Luo Xue heard Su Changqing say this, her memory inevitably went back to the day when she knocked off the master's candied haws. Only then did she remember that the master had always been a master, but he loved to eat candied haws.

It happened that she had exchanged some spirit stones in the sect, and bought a few strings of candied haws to compensate the master.