Chapter 1001: Rest and Rectification (3)

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"Mu Yan Zhenjun has asked from his disciple what kind of environment is there in the secret realm?" The leader of Tianyi Sect was impatient to listen to Jin Hong Zhenren and Mu Yan Zhenjun go around in circles, and cut directly to the point.

"The environment is very harsh, not conducive to Fa cultivation, and the aura is so thin that there is almost nothing."

"Huh?!" The elders of the sect were taken aback.

"Listen to my apprentices, when their spiritual power is exhausted and there is no material to replenish, even hunting will cause casualties, the animals in the secret realm have the physique and strength of demon beasts, but the monks only have mortal means."

"In such a harsh environment, the disciples of your sect can still come back with so many people, presumably there must be their own way to survive in the secret realm."

"I have to wait until I return to the sect to ask in detail, now I have sent more than a thousand disciples in, and two-thirds of the number of people have returned, I am already very satisfied."

Mu Yan Zhenjun was modest in his words, and the real number of people behind him also left some hope for the elders of the various factions, although the environment in the secret territory was harsh, but his own disciples might be able to come back a lot, otherwise, if most of the disciples were lost in the secret territory, the next Qianying Society would be in trouble, and the more disciples on the list, the better.

Lu Xiaoman walked up to Shizun at this time and whispered a few words to him, saying that she still had the body on her body, so it was better to take this opportunity to release it together, let all factions claim it, and let the unclaimed ones sink to the bottom of the lake.

Mu Yanzhenjun was a little surprised, he didn't expect Lu Xiaoman and the others to actually do such a good thing in the secret realm, so he nodded and agreed, but first ordered the flying boat to fly a little farther away, so that after the ice coffin was put down, it would not mix with the living people in the water.

"My apprentices have collected the bodies of some monks in the secret realm, why don't you elders take a look at any of your own disciples first, and bring them back for burial."

"Ah, much, thank you." The elders of the various factions didn't expect this to happen, and after choking coldly, they saluted and thanked one after another.

The flying boat flew a little further downstream, and adjusted its posture, facing the front deck where the disciples had gathered to the various sects, Lu Xiaoman slipped to the back deck, opened the Dharma house used as a stockpile, and threw all the large ice coffins she had collected in the past few months into the lake at one time.

In the eyes of those sect elders, what they saw was the back of the flying boat of the Heaven Seeking Sect, crackling and falling countless ice coffins, the ice coffins went down the water, drifting farther and farther, and many people on the flying boats immediately flew out of the treasure boats, rushing to identify their own disciples, and after a while, there was the first one to claim it, and then there was the second and third.

The flying boat treasure ships that were originally watching from a distance leaned towards the flying boat of the Xuntian Sect at this time, and the elders who led the team sincerely saluted and thanked Mu Yan Zhenjun, thanking him for his kindness and the righteousness of the Xuntian Sect, and then went to pick up the remains of his own children.

Mu Yan Zhenjun stood at the bow of the boat and generously accepted this round of thanks.

When this round is over, the flying boats and treasure ships that have come up are almost scattered, and the bodies of their own disciples in the top ten sects have been claimed, and the elders of the families want to retrieve the ice coffins of the dead disciples on the one hand, and rescue the disciples who are still alive in the water.

Mu Yan Zhenjun took the opportunity to order, drove the flying boat away, left this messy lake, and found a secluded place for his disciples to rest and rectify.