It's strange that after coming to the castle upstream of Blue and White Creek, Yu Shiqi regained the sense of direction that had been lost in the fog for a long time. He first carefully inspected the ruins of the castle and found that the castle did not collapse and disappeared as he had dreamed. Although there were traces of the fierce battle, the ruins still existed.

After walking around the castle, Yu Shiqi found a simple tomb in front of the hillside near the sun. On the stone slab that acts as a tombstone, someone carved out with a sword could be vaguely seen.

This is where Miss Xia sleeps peacefully. Yu Shiqi remembered that he had received a lot of help from Xia Qianyu in that extremely real dream of reincarnation. He was moved and knelt down and kowtowed in front of the tomb and bowed sincerely.

"Miss Xia, may your soul rest in peace."

After bowing, Yu Shiqi got up and climbed the hillside in front. The fog here was not as thick as in the forest. You could vaguely see the huge bones hanging in the ruined garden.

Is that the remains of the mirage he saw in his dream? He thought about it and walked closer, and gradually saw clearly that the place where the Changying Tree originally grew in front of him was now only a dark pit left, and the trunks that fell beside him had withered and decayed.

When Yu Shiqi thought of Xuan Zhen once irrigated the roots of the tree with human blood here, he felt disgusted. Perhaps the mirage that was originally lurking underground was also attracted by the smell of blood.

Even if Chang Ying's tree had not yet died, it would be difficult for him to make up his mind to take such an unrighteous Chang Yinghualu to prolong Xilingyue's life. Now that the tree is dead, the tree is withered, it is still a waste of worries. With Honghua and Cangfeng, Chang Yinghualu who was sent to Su Nan's medical immortal that day, Yue'er's life will be free in the short term, so he will not believe that the world is so great that he can't find any other way to save her.

Relying on the castle ruins as a reference, after roughly estimating the direction of the fish-bellied valley that Qing Yu'an mentioned, Yu Shiqi decided to set off immediately. Anyway, the purpose of coming to Mengmeng this time was no longer achieved, so he simply completed what Qing Yu'an had entrusted before returning to the Daxue Sect. After all, it was just going to get a sword from the cave in the valley, which didn't take much time.

Senior Qing is such a good person, and it is unlikely that he will cheat himself with the sword. Besides, he has passed away, which is also the last wish of his death. Yu Shiqi cannot refuse anything.

He climbed west over the hillside and struggled to make a road from the half-man-high grass. Yu Shiqi found that the fog was gradually becoming thinner, and his vision could now be taken into consideration ten steps away. Going westward, his vision became wider. After walking out of the woodland, he saw a distant mountain range, and there was a broken mouth like a fish-mouthed valley to the south. The fish-bellied valley mentioned by Qing Yu'an was right there.

Although he was in a hurry to rush, he still paid careful attention to his feet and ahead. As the fog around him faded, he guessed that this area had roughly out of the Mengmeng woodland. If Qing Yu'an was in this direction, he would not have been trapped in the fog. Thinking of the rust sword and letters buried under the bluestone, Yu Shiqi suddenly felt a little regretful for him - Senior Qing was probably too lucky and chose the direction that was most likely to be trapped in the east. But this is understandable. Qing Yu'an must have come from the east, perhaps out of confidence in his own way, or just want to go back quickly...

After Yu Shiqi continued to walk for a while, he overturned his thoughts in his heart. Feeling the strong wind blowing from the entrance of the valley ahead and the surrounding fog moving with the wind, he gradually realized that the heavy fog covering Mengmeng was not fixed in an area, but drifting with the natural wind in this area.

At this moment, the wind blowing from the valley just moved the fog in Mengmang to the east, so that Yu Shiqi, who was heading west, escaped from the fog faster. I don’t know if this is his luck or someone is protecting him.

When he approached the entrance of the valley, he finally found that it was a river valley. The surging river water flowed east between the two gorges. It seemed that the Blue and White Stream flowing through Yuanmeng Village was also a subordinate tributary of this river.

He was about to explore the cave that Qing Yu'an mentioned along the high ground on the river bank to the depths of the Yufu River Valley. Suddenly, he swept out of the corner of his eyes and saw that there seemed to be a white shadow on the river beach below. After careful and careful attention, he saw that there was a coma lying on the place.

Before he could think about it, he ran and slid from a gentle downhill to the river beach and went straight to the man lying on the river beach.

When he came closer, he carefully turned the other person's body over and faced upwards. Yu Shiqi, who was about to test his breath, was suddenly stunned. He subconsciously raised his hand and pinched his cheek - he was probably not in a dream again.

"Bai...Bai Sect Master." Yu Shiqi trembled and approached his fingers to the other person. After feeling the faint breath still existed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The man in white fainted on the river beach was Bai Yi, the acting leader who had been missing since the Ten Evils left the dungeon.

Although I don’t understand why Bai Yi appeared in the Western Wilderness and fainted in this rare river valley, saving people is important. After checking and confirming that there were no obvious external injuries on Bai Yi, Yu Shiqi gently helped him up and changed to a sitting position. He put his palms behind him and injected the true qi of the cloud meridian to activate blood and gather qi.

More than two years ago, when he was active in Yunzhong Sword, he and the swordsmen of the same period felt that Bai Yi, the acting sect leader, was a little weak. Whether in managing the villa or in his personal martial arts, he seemed to be shorter than the other sect leaders. After all, his age and qualifications were there. At this time, he used his skills to heal Bai Yi, but was shocked to find that the inner strength of the youngest member of the sect leader association was much stronger than he thought.

After a while, Yu Shiqi closed his palms with sweat on his head. Bai Yi shook his body and spit out a blood arrow from his mouth, splashing on the pebbles covering the river beach.

"Hu..." After a long breath, Bai Yi slightly opened his blood-covered eyes, raised his hand and then moved his inner breath by himself. A little blood finally appeared on his pale cheeks.

"Master, how are you doing? Are you okay?" Yu Shiqi walked around Bai Yi, half-squatted and half-kneeled beside him and asked with concern.

Bai Yi slowly turned his head and looked at Yu Shiqi, with a slightly surprised look in his eyes: "It's you... Yu... Yu..."

"Yu Yanzhi."

"Yes. I remember you, you have a bladeless sword from Liu Yike." Bai Yi smiled, suddenly covered his heart, and a look of endurance and pain flashed across his face.

"Master, are you injured?" Yu Shiqi asked in a hurry, because he did not realize that Bai Yi was injured when he was just using his skills. However, he thought that perhaps his internal strength was too shallow, and his realm progress in the past six months was mainly concentrated on the swordsmanship that he had gradually understood in actual combat.

Bai Yi shook his head, gestured to him with his eyes to rest, and said, "I was not hurt, but... I was just feeling uneasy in my conscience. Perhaps it is a destiny to meet you and me here. Yu Yanzhi, you must listen carefully to what I said next, and then make a decision based on your own wishes to whether to kill me."
Chapter completed!