The sky was getting darker, and the air was filled with worries and tension.

The sect leader sat on his head in the hall, and there were elders of the entire sect on both sides, even the disciples with the highest seniority in each hall. Of course, among them were the senior sister with the highest cultivation level among the disciples and Mo Junrong, the palm furnace of the Danfang.

"Three Elder, is there any news about the disciples you sent out? What is the attitude of Zixiao Cave now?" The sect leader frowned, his face full of worry.

The third elder shook his head: "The Zixiao Cave is still unwilling to discuss the news I just brought back this morning. I am afraid that the matter will become more and more irreversible."

The second elder knocked on her iron crutch and said, "Three, what's the point of sighing? Zixiao Cave insisted that we steal his martial arts. This is simply an excuse. I don't think they have any idea of ​​talking about it."

"Second Elder, don't be so impulsive," the Sixth Elder shook his hand and disagreed with her statement. "Now, Zixiao Cave has neither gathered disciples nor made a large number of magic weapons. Zixiao Cave is only eight mountains away from us. Everyone has a strong strength and will definitely not use force."

The sect leader nodded: "What the Sixth Elder said is reasonable. The disciples of Zixiao Cave are only about one hundred more than us, and the people in the Qi Condensation Realm are similar to us. Since they have no signs of gathering disciples, they think they are unwilling to take action."

The Sixth Elder bowed to the sect leader and said, "Sect leader, since Zixiao Cave has no plans to take action, can we remove the Mount Guarding Mist Technique? Opening this secret method is too expensive every day and cannot be maintained for a long time."

This time, the third elder shook his hands repeatedly and refused: "No, this mountain guarding fog method must not be removed. I have not figured out what Zixiao Cave wants to do, so I cannot let the disciples stop."

"Don't stop? The Mountain Mist Shoushan Mist Technique requires 30 disciples from the Qi Realm to be used at the six fog spots in Yuexi Mountain at the same time. Now I have selected more than 90 disciples to divide them into three batches to do this. Do you know how much the daily pills consume? If you continue to use the medicine in the Pill Room, you will use up all the medicines. If you don't withdraw at that time, you will have to withdraw them."

"Sixth Elder, at such a critical moment, he is still worried about what those pills are made of. He needs to use it as long as he should."

"Enough, stop quarrel!" The sect leader suddenly raised his voice, "Mo Junrong."

"Disciple is here."

"You are now in the Danfang Palm Furnace. The elder said that you know the inventory of the Danfang Pills. According to the current daily consumption, how many days can the Danfang provide?"

"Return to the sect leader, the Danfang can now refine more than 300 such pills every day. If it is stored, it can be delivered to eight days at most."

When the sect leader heard this, he held his head and thought, and kept stroking his white beard. Everyone in the hall had their eyes on him, waiting for him to make a decision.

"Eight days, eight days..." After thinking for a long time, the sect leader stood up and said, "Three Elders, please ask your disciples to step up and inquire about the news. Sixth Elders, please continue to withdraw the Mount Mist Method in six days. Remember, if the fog removal method is not withdrawn, more than 90 disciples are still left at the fog spot. Mo Junrong, go back and count the pills with several elders in the alchemy room, and be sure to leave the number of fog practices for two days."

Seeing that the people present bowed, the sect leader waved his sleeves and asked everyone to retreat.

"Second Elder, Yunyou, stay." When the people were about to leave, the sect leader suddenly called them.

"Big brother?"

"metropolitan?"

"Second sister, you and Yunyou go to gather the remaining disciples and let them be on duty in the buildings around Luxin Hall. Tell them that as long as the morning bell rings in Luxin Hall, they will come to Luxin Hall to protect the sect."

When the second elder heard this, he stared at the sect leader: "Brother, are you still afraid that the Zixiao Cave will use force?"

"Just in case, you don't have to worry too much."

Zixiao Cave is located in the northwest of Yuexi Mountain, only eight mountains away from Xunwu Sect. The owner of Zixiao Cave calls himself Zixiao Linglong, but he is a thin old man. Because he was seriously injured when he was young and had many medicines but not completely cured, the nearby sects called him Zixiao Blind.

Back then, Zixiao led dozens of disciples to this area and took a fancy to a stone mountain covered with natural caves. He immediately decided to take root on this mountain, and the mountain was renamed Zixiao Mountain by him.

Zixiao Cave has a very bad reputation and is constantly in conflict with nearby sects. I don’t know how to accept people, but their disciples have worse character than the other, and they are robbing everywhere, causing chaos.

Some sects couldn't stand it, so they went to Zi Xiaozi to argue, but Zi Xiaozi also had a rather unreasonable temper. Somehow, they actually burned the fire to Xunwu Sect this time.

After dinner, Zheng Qiu felt very sleepy and crawled back to bed early. He slept and fell asleep. When he woke up, he found himself in a strange room.

"Master? Father? Mother?" he got up and shouted at the top of his throat.

Screaming, the door opened, and a strong boy in his teenager walked in. The boy was wearing a cotton vest and shorts in a cold weather, and his arms and calves were full of muscles. Zheng Qiu rubbed his eyes and was actually the eldest brother. Why was the eldest brother here?

"Second brother, stop shouting, didn't sell you."

"Brother, where is this? Brother, why are you here?"

"This is Bihe Town, you are in my eldest brother's house now."

"Ah? Bihe Town. How long have I slept?"

"Uh, I seem to have been sleeping for three days."

Zheng Qiu turned his fingers and thought, "Brother, isn't Bihe Town so far away from our house? Why am I here?"

"You have to ask our parents, oh, and your master, he came together."

The eldest brother's answer made Zheng Qiu even more confused. He suddenly ran so far. Could it be that the master and the others had something to hide from him?

"Second brother, there are scones on the table and water in the pot. If you are hungry, eat some. I'm going to burn bricks."

"Brother, wait, where are the master and parents?"

"It seems like you're going to the market to buy things. Don't run around. You're not familiar with it here, so don't get lost."

"Brother, no, I will stay at home."

After the elder brother left, Zheng Qiu moved the stool to the window, gnawing the bakery while looking at the street outside the window. He had only been to Bihe Town once, and he came with his master to buy things.

There is a market in this town where people from nearby villages come here to do business, especially at the end of the year, thousands of people can gather here, and it looks dark at first sight.

Zheng Qiu was not stupid. The master suddenly took him down the mountain and ran to Bihe Town for no reason. He was so anxious along the way, and it wasn't right to think about it. He knew that the master had something to do with him, but he believed that the master must be for his own good.

Instead of trying hard to find the answer, it is better to listen carefully to the master and do whatever the master says.

Wait, I have been sleeping for three days. Zheng Qiu slapped his forehead and almost forgot about the important matter.

He threw the cake back on the table and poured cold water out of the pot. He raised his hand to pick off the thin-necked vase hanging around his neck and changed the water for the grass inside.
Chapter completed!