Solving the urgent need outside the door, Ye Zheng took a closer look at the situation in the sect, he came in in a hurry just now, and did not observe carefully, only to find that the sect was even more depressed than when he left last time. ν.

Not only is the aura thin, but even the number of treasures left behind before is not matched.

"Lu Zhou, what's going on? Didn't I leave you with a lot of spirit stones and heavy treasures when I left?"

"Holy Son......" Sect Master Lu Zhou knelt down with a look of shame, and said with a sad face: "Holy Son, don't you know, since you came down the mountain, people from other sects have come to the mountain every three to provoke, and some sects even come in directly to grab things, our people's cultivation is not enough, and we are not their opponents at all, so we can only watch things being snatched away by them."

"Is the sect master of your sect just an ornament?" Ye Zheng looked at Lu Zhou speechlessly, hating him.

"Holy Son, my cultivation can't be compared with the sect masters of other sects, not to mention that I can't support it alone." Lu Zhou said with a helpless sigh.

"Holy Son, this can't all be blamed on the sect master, it's really those people who are too deceitful and too much, and they come to us every three days to provoke, so scared that the disciples of our sect don't dare to go out at will." Several elders around him opened their mouths to intercede with Lu Zhou.

"Alright, get up. What kind of system does the sect leader kneel here!" Ye Zheng also has no choice, no matter how he says this, this is also his own disciple and grandson, if he says it all of a sudden, it will blow people's self-confidence, who will be in charge of Wanhua Sect in the future?

Lu Zhou looked left and right, and then quickly stood up from the ground, because his knee happened to be kneeling on a stone, and when he stood up, he was careless for a while, and he almost didn't fall, but fortunately, several elders next to him reached out in time to help him.

"Sect Master, Holy Son, something is wrong!" At this time, several disciples ran up from the bottom of the mountain, shouting all the way.

"What's the panic, didn't you see the Son here? What else can't be solved by the Son?" Lu Zhou stopped those disciples, and at the same time did not forget to move the Holy Son out. Now in his heart, the Holy Son is already an omnipotent existence, as long as the Holy Son comes forward, any major matter can be easily settled.

"What the hell is going on? Take your time." Ye Zheng looked at the little apprentices with an anxious expression, with fine sweat on his forehead, and guessed that it must not be a trivial matter, so he asked.

"Hui Holy Son, it's really not good now, the people from the Poison Gas Sect are also here, and they are still releasing poison gas on our sect!" A little disciple adjusted his breathing, and then slowly spoke.

"What did you say? Poison Gas Sect?" As soon as Lu Zhou heard this, his face immediately changed, he looked at the Holy Son and said nervously, "Holy Son, what should I do? The people of this poisonous gas sect are the best at releasing poisonous gas, and their poisonous gas is very domineering, if anyone accidentally sucks it, they will bleed to death, and even the immortals will not be able to save it when the time comes."

"Don't panic yet, I'll go out and have a look." Before Ye Zheng left, he asked Lu Zhou to arrange his two female apprentices, and then went down the mountain alone.

As soon as he walked to the foot of the mountain where the sect was located, he saw that several disciples blocking the side of the sect had been riddled with poisonous gas, and they fell to the ground one by one, their bodies and faces were full of festering small blisters, and they looked very mad.

But fortunately, Ye Zheng arrived in time, although they were poisonous, they had not yet breathed.

Ye Zheng hurriedly took out a few antidote pills from the treasure bag and stuffed them into the mouths of those disciples.

In a short time, those disciples felt that their breathing was smooth, and the blisters on their faces and hands were also falling off and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

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