Little junior sister, she cried in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 91 Injured
And her alchemist also became stronger at the speed seen by the naked eye.

Although she is not the only alchemist stationed here, she is one of the most popular alchemists.

And she also made a lot of money, making many monks jealous.

Lu Qingye silently counted the time of the boundary teleportation in his mind. Among them, Lin Zhi who came the earliest has not been teleported away yet.

When Lin Zhi told them the news, the faces of Gu Qingchen and others became serious.

For them, they don't know whether this news is good or bad.

The good thing is that there is already a base here, and it is also developing in a good direction. If it is teleported to other places, there is no guarantee that there will be no groups of these puppet corpses in that place, and it will not be more dangerous.

But the bad thing is, if they are always trapped in this place, are they going to stay here for the rest of their lives?

Such days are painful and hopeless for geniuses like Gu Qingchen.

Their ideals are not trapped in a corner!
When night fell, Lu Qingye opened his eyes, and she was not sent away today.

The wind howled outside. Although there was a formation, the low-level defensive formation could not isolate all the sounds.

The cracking sounds of those puppet corpses can still be heard by the monks.

Gu Qingchen saw her open the restriction of her cave, so she looked over.

Because Lu Qingye had told them in advance that if nothing went wrong today, it should be the day she was teleported away.

Several people did not leave, she was the last one.

Seeing her walk out of the cave, Lu Qingye let out a breath.

"Junior sister, there will always be a way out of this secret realm. Maybe by this time, Master and the others have found a way outside."

I don't know whether to say this sentence to myself or to Lu Qingye.

Although chances exist in ancient scroll secret realms, they are too rare, and most of them are Jedi.

Now that they encountered a group of zombies again, everyone was inevitably depressed.

Many monks with poor psychological quality are already on the verge of collapse.

As one of the managers, Gu Qingchen was naturally worried about this phenomenon.

If the puppet corpses hadn't attacked yet, and their interior collapsed first, that would be the most deadly.

In fact, during these days, there were more and more puppet corpses outside the station, and Gu Qingchen's worries gradually deepened with the passage of time.

It's just that he didn't say anything to Lu Qingye.

Allowing her to stay inside the garrison and make alchemy with peace of mind.

And the number of monks joining the station is also decreasing, which means that there are fewer and fewer survivors outside...

Since he has been practicing for so long, this crisis is the biggest for Gu Qingchen.

There is no sect to rely on, no family to rely on, he can only rely on himself, and he has to shoulder the responsibility of a big brother.

The garrison is in a place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

On the top of the snow peak, a group of people carefully looked at the male cultivator in front of them.

Taijue closed his eyes and ignored everyone.

When he opened his eyes and was about to eat, only one of the monks had the courage to step forward.

"Taijue Daoist, now the Daoist sect family has established a garrison, countless monks have gathered there, and there are more and more ghosts, why don't we also establish a garrison? We people are willing to listen to what Taijue Daoist said. !"

More than a hundred monks nodded one after another.

Almost [-]% of these monks are casual cultivators.

And among them, most monks are unwilling to join the garrison.

The reason is very simple. First, after entering here, some rogue cultivators have increased inner desires, wanting to overthrow the old order of Qingxuan Continent, so they have done a lot of killing and seizing treasures.

For them, the station was like returning to Qingxuan Continent again.

And once they are discovered by the monks they used to attack, going to the station is to die.

The second is the most important reason.

They thought they had found another way out, and that way was Taijue.

This person is also from a casual cultivator background, and he is also a member of Elder Ya. These casual cultivators think that they are grasshoppers on the same rope.

The opponent is very powerful and very mysterious.

Those bloodthirsty and fierce puppet corpses almost rarely come out intact when they encounter him.

Now, those puppet corpses dare not approach this one even more.

From the point of view of these casual cultivators, it is much more promising than recognizing the disciples of those sect aristocratic families as the leaders.

Some people even think that they can do better and then completely slap those disciples of the sect in the face!

Break the order and turn over completely!
"Yes, Fellow Daoist Taijue. We have so many people supporting you, and we also believe that once our base is established, more monks will definitely join us!"

"Now there are more and more puppet corpses near the garrison. At this time, it is a good time for us to establish a garrison!"

A group of people spoke one after another.

However, the people they persuaded did not fluctuate in the slightest.

The face under the mask was stunning, but also cold.

In fact, he hates these noisy people and even wants them to shut up completely.

But what did he think of, Taijue didn't make a move.

In the snowy world, the snow is still flying.

Everyone tried to persuade him, his lips were dry and his mouth was dry, but there was no movement from Taijue.

Some casual cultivators were a little annoyed, but they kept their mouths shut and stayed aside honestly, thinking of the opponent's terrifying strength.

Taijue stood on the top of the mountain. In fact, this position happened to be able to see Gu Qingchen's camp.

At the garrison, due to the gathering of puppet corpses, Gu Qingchen and the others had to arrange for monks to go out every day to clear out the puppet corpses wandering near the garrison.

But after one wave of these things are cleaned up, another wave will come again. No one knows how they came.

In the past two days, Lu Qingye has clearly felt that the number of monks stationed in the camp is decreasing, and the formations around him are also shaking frequently.

She was a little worried.

In the middle of the night, there was a commotion outside the cave belonging to the alchemist.

The restrictions outside Lu Qingye's cave were also touched. When she opened the restrictions, she saw Han Shuman with a solemn expression.

"Senior Sister Han?"

"Qingye, when our people were clearing out the puppet corpses this afternoon, they encountered a large number of puppet corpses. Many disciples were injured. Now there is an urgent need for alchemists over there. Go and have a look!"

Han Shu kept his story short. After Lu Qingye understood the pull, he picked up his things and followed the alchemist's team towards the gathering place for the wounded.

There were many monks sitting and lying in the small open space at the moment, and the smell of blood was extremely strong.

Some monks are taking care of the injured monks, and some of the seriously injured ones are given priority for treatment.

Lu Qingye immediately stepped forward to treat those monks.

Gu Qingchen and Sheng Huaian were also helping.

Lu Qingye crouched in front of a seriously injured monk and quickly checked him.

The man's spiritual consciousness was already a little loose, and she had to use wood spirit power to stabilize his injury first.

(End of this chapter)