Liu Qinghuan did not expect that the Shaoyang Sect would make such a decision, and pondered: "Then what are you going to do with the operations outside your sect?"
For a sect like theirs, in addition to spiritual mineral veins, medicinal gardens and other spiritual material producing areas, there are also countless vassal families who run various related industries, open shops in major Xiuxian cities, etc.
Once the mountains are closed, contact with the outside world will be reduced, and it will be difficult to maintain the original power structure.
Hong Li's expression was extremely calm and calm: "If you can hold it, hold it. If you can't hold it, let it go. Our sect has suffered heavy losses this time. Most of our disciples were killed or injured. We are in urgent need of self-cultivation. It's better to give up all our belongings as soon as possible."
I have to make some sacrifices to avoid unnecessary consumption of the sect’s already limited vitality.”
Liu Qinghuan was not good at commenting on the affairs of other sects. However, although the Shaoyang sect was seriously damaged, it would not be difficult to regain its momentum as long as there were still fusion monks to support it, and Hong Li was about to advance to the next level.
And their Wenshi sect is actually similar. Even if they can get valuable compensation, their dead disciples will never live again.
Although this war did not last long, it caused indelible damage to the entire Yunmengze. It will take a long time to recover.
Hong Li quickly left, and the others left one by one. The seaside became quiet, with only the waves beating tirelessly on the trunk of the Sanmulus tree, which was as thick as a sky pillar.
After Liu Qinghuan returned to the Wenshi Sect, there were many follow-up matters, but most of them could be left to the disciples or others in the sect, and there were not many that needed to be handled by him personally.
From going to the Wanling Realm to rushing back to Yunmengze, Liu Qinghuan traveled between the two realms, experienced successive battles, and felt very tired.
"The repairs and reconstructions of various peaks and halls within the sect are being carried out steadily under the auspices of Tiangong Peak. Pensions for injured disciples have also been sent, and all major affiliated aristocratic families and small sects have also sent disciples one by one to comfort...
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"The Boundary Bridge in the north has been heavily guarded by Supreme Lord Kongwu. The defense of the Douzuanxingxing Formation is an army of monks formed by various sects and families, and is uniformly deployed by our world's Immortal Cultivation Alliance...
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"Recently, several gift letters have been sent to the sect, including from sects and families in this world, as well as forces from Wanhu, expressing condolences to the sect and condemning the Demon Sect..."
"Discussions have begun within the sect to prepare to open the mountain sect in a while and recruit new disciples..."
In Qingmiao Peak, Liu Qinghuan was sitting on the wooden couch near the window, quietly listening to Yan Zhengfeng's routine report, only occasionally raising his head to ask a question or two.
Not long after, Yan Zhengfeng finally finished speaking, and took out a thick volume and said: "Tai Zun, the Wanhu Immortal Alliance sent the first batch of compensation yesterday. After careful review,
There is no discrepancy between the inspection and the agreement, do you want to take a look at it again?"
Liu Qinghuan took the volume, read it at a glance, and said: "Now that it has been delivered, let's divide it according to the previously determined quota. In addition, we urge the Immortal Alliance to send the next two batches as soon as possible. If they are not delivered within the time limit,
If it exceeds a few days, the amount of compensation will be increased by multiples accordingly.”
Yan Zhengfeng hesitated for a moment, would that be too harsh? But thinking of Liu Qinghuan's tough attitude before, he did not dare to raise objections and hurriedly agreed.
Liu Qinghuan added: "From now on, you and the elders in the sect will discuss all affairs within the sect. I plan to meditate for a period of time. If there is nothing major, there is no need to come and report."
Strength, the need to improve his own strength faster, was his biggest feeling after the Demon Sect's invasion.
Without strength, others can bully you as much as they want, unscrupulously, arrogantly and arrogantly.
Without strength, one's relatives, friends, and sect cannot be saved. One can only find temporary shelter by devoting great efforts, expending countless efforts, and paying a huge price.
Therefore, it became urgent again to improve his cultivation level. Even though his cultivation level had improved quickly enough, it was still not enough!
Liu Qinghuan: "When the Immortal Alliance delivers all the compensation and the incident subsides, I will prepare to go into seclusion and leave all the affairs of the sect to you."
"Yes." Yan Zhengfeng put away the account book in his hand and took out another letter: "Tai Zun, today I received a secret letter at my door, saying that you need to personally open it."
"Oh? Who sent it?" Liu Qinghuan looked at the letter in his hand, only to find that the letter was shrouded in a hazy green light. He could vaguely see a few words on the cover, and after the words there was a curling letter.
Tail feather pattern.
His heart moved and he took the letter. As soon as the letter came into his hand, he opened it automatically, and a note and a ring fell out.
This was the first time Yan Zhengfeng had seen this method of transmitting messages. He couldn't help but be a little curious, but he was very measured and did not ask. Instead, he bowed and said: "If the Supreme Master has no instructions, the disciple will leave first."
Liu Qinghuan nodded, read the note first, then opened the ring and looked at it, unable to help but reveal a wry smile.
It seems that his plan to get some peace and quiet is over. The war here has just ended, and now, debt collectors are coming.
As expected, Lan Li, the leader of the Qingluan Tribe who was far away in the Wanling Realm, was well-informed. He knew what was happening in the Wanhu Realm so quickly, and delivered the recipe and spiritual materials for the first batch of pills directly to his door.
"Nine-turn divine blood returns to Feng Dan..."
After reading the recipe, Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The other party thought highly of him, and asked him to refine such a difficult elixir in the first batch, without fear of losing everything if he failed.
There are three materials in Najie for refining the Nine-turn Divine Blood Recovery Pill, which means that he can only fail twice at most.
In addition, this pill should be a pill used by monsters to practice. If a person takes it, it may turn from a spiritual pill into a poison, completely destroying his hidden selfishness.
"That's all, how could the leader of the Qingluan tribe be so shrewd that he let me get a usable elixir for nothing? It's better to start the furnace as soon as possible so that he can fulfill his original promise as soon as possible."
At this point, Liu Qinghuan was studying elixirs and cultivating at the same time. No matter how the outside world was turbulent, he just closed the door and lived his life, guarding the Wenshi Sect.
At the same time, because the two largest sects suffered heavy losses, the entire Yunmengze also fell silent. The teleportation array connecting to Xianding City has been closed, and the boundary bridge in the Ice and Snow North Realm is heavily guarded, preventing outsiders from entering and exiting.
The monks conducted very strict interrogations.
Time flies like water, and many years pass by in a blink of an eye. Mortals go through their lives with joy and sorrow, but for monks, it seems like it is just a blink of an eye, and they can spend decades in seclusion at will.
However, time is fair to everyone. A day will not be shortened by the long life of a monk, nor will it be lengthened by the short life of a mortal.
Therefore, a lot of things can still happen.
The battle situation in the Mingshan Battlefield has escalated again. This battle season has come to an end. The final decisive battle is about to come, and the situation has become even more tense.
The power of the Wanhu Realm has also changed, and the pattern of two sects and three sects has been broken. The strength of the two sects of Yin Yang and Futu has dropped drastically, especially the Futu Demon Sect, which has fallen out of the ranking of the two sects and three sects.
Against this background, Liu Qinghuan refined three furnaces of elixirs for the Qingluan tribe and went into seclusion on and off for decades. When he was sorting out the precepts, he uncovered a fragment of the picture.
"The sun and moon in the water..."
This residual picture is said to represent an immortal treasure, which he obtained from an old ghost named Qu when he was going through a tribulation in the underworld.
At that time, he also agreed to the other party's request: to go to an interface called Yunjin Realm to explore the current situation of his wife and children.