The three of them wandered around the temple for a while. Chen Qiyu spread his hands helplessly and said, "Sister, we have turned this place upside down, but we haven't found the whereabouts of the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Grass."

His voice echoed in the empty temple, sounding somewhat helpless and anxious.

Zhou Jianghe also shook his head and agreed: "Indeed, we have searched everywhere we could, and we have indeed found no trace of the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Grass."

Chen Shuyin frowned, and she looked around at the ancient murals and statues, and said in disbelief, "That's not right. According to ancient records, the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Grass should be right here."

There was a hint of persistence and confusion in her tone.

Chen Qiyu pondered for a moment, and suddenly a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He proposed a key guess: "Could it be that just like the Thousand Epiphyllums, the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Grass has also been taken by someone first?"

Chen Shuyin nodded slightly, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes, "Second brother, what you said makes sense. In this world, I'm afraid that our Chen family is not the only one who knows where these rare herbs are."

Just as the three of them were lost in thought, suddenly, a sickle flew through the air, flashing with cold light, and pointed directly at Chen Qiyu. Fortunately, Chen Qiyu and Zhou Jianghe were both experienced warriors, and they reacted quickly, drawing their swords almost at the same time and blocking the sickle.

"Ding——" The crisp sound of metal colliding echoed in the air, and the sickle was bounced away and fell to the ground.

Then, people wearing ghost masks rushed into the temple from all directions and surrounded the three people. These masked people moved quickly and agilely, and it was obvious that they were well-trained masters.

Chen Qiyu and Zhou Jianghe immediately entered combat mode, holding their swords tightly and staring at the masked men around them warily. Chen Shuyin stepped aside, carefully observing the situation, ready to help at any time.

Chen Qiyu stared at the group of masked men in front of him warily, trying to find some clues from their attire or actions. However, these masked men just mumbled some incomprehensible words, making it impossible to guess their true identities.

"It seems that these are the wild people of Jiuyou Mountain." Chen Shuyin's voice broke the silence. She had heard the legend about the wild people of Jiuyou Mountain before. These wild people lived in the mountains, isolated from the world, and had their own unique language and culture.

Chen Qiyu smiled when he heard this, with a hint of excitement in his eyes: "I have never fought with savages, this is really a new experience." As he said, he clenched the sword in his hand, ready to face the upcoming battle.

Zhou Jianghe also drew his sword. His movements were light and swift, as if he couldn't wait to fight these masked men. "Together?" He asked calmly, his tone revealing a calm and confident tone.

"Okay!" Chen Qiyu responded, and the two smiled at each other, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding. Then, they rushed into the masked crowd like two whirlwinds.

The battle broke out instantly, and with the flash of swords, Chen Qiyu and Zhou Jianghe fought with the masked men. Although these masked men were agile, they gradually showed signs of fatigue under the siege of the two sword masters. Chen Qiyu's swordsmanship was sharp and swift, and every swing of the sword could force back several masked men; while Zhou Jianghe's swordsmanship was more flexible and changeable, and he always gave the masked men a fatal blow at the critical moment.

As time went by, the masked man's offensive gradually weakened, while Chen Qiyu and Zhou Jianghe fought more and more bravely. Their sword skills were perfectly coordinated, as if they had formed a unique fighting rhythm. Every swing of the sword and every dodge seemed so natural and smooth that people could not help but marvel at it.

Finally, with the joint efforts of the two, the masked men were completely defeated and fled. Chen Qiyu and Zhou Jianghe had no intention of chasing them, but just stood there quietly, watching the masked men disappear from their sight.

"We won!" Chen Shuyin ran over with joy, her face filled with excitement and joy. Chen Qiyu and Zhou Jianghe also smiled at each other, their hearts filled with joy and pride of victory.

At this time, Chen Shuyin looked at the two and said, "These savages should be the natives of Jiuyou Mountain. They may know the whereabouts of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Grass. We might as well follow them. Maybe we can find what we want."

Chen Qiyu and Zhou Jianghe nodded in agreement, and they also thought this was a feasible method. So after a short rest, the three of them set out to track down the wild man.

Along the way, they carefully followed the trail of the wild man deep into the forest. Although the road was difficult, they did not give up. After a period of tracking, they finally found the habitat of the wild man - a cave hidden deep in the forest.

In front of the cave, under the dim light of the fire, the group of masked men slowly took off their masks. As the masks fell off, faces that looked like ordinary people gradually emerged in front of everyone's eyes. However, these faces were covered with dense acne, which was particularly obvious under the firelight, making people feel uncomfortable.

The lifestyle of these savages is obviously incompatible with civilized society. They eat raw meat and drink blood, showing their primitive wildness without any scruples. At this time, a wild wolf that had just been hunted was carried up. The savages surrounded it and ate it alive. The bloody scene was shocking.

Chen Qiyu endured the discomfort and carefully observed the surrounding environment. He hoped to find traces of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Grass in this messy cave. However, after a careful search, he shook his head in disappointment: "I didn't see the whereabouts of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Grass."

Chen Shuyin did not seem too disappointed when she heard this.

She looked around and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, let's take a look."

Her voice was firm and powerful, as if to encourage everyone.

Chen Qiyu nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's look for it again."

At this moment, a commotion suddenly broke out in the cave. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man carrying a bamboo basket being carried up by several savages, and then thrown roughly onto an iron rack. This man was obviously not one of the savages, and his face was full of fear and pleading.

The group of savages surrounded the iron frame, their faces filled with greed. They stared at the man as if they were looking at a sumptuous meal. The man was trembling with fear and begged for mercy: "Please, let me go! I have old and young people at home, I can't die!"

At this moment, a familiar figure walked out from the crowd of savages. It was the beggar from before! He looked at the man on the iron frame with an indifferent expression and slowly said, "I gave you a chance before and advised you not to go into the mountains, but you didn't listen. Now, you can only be our food."

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