And her alchemist also became stronger at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

Although she is not the only alchemist stationed in the current place, she is one of the most popular alchemists.

And she also made a lot of money because of it, which made many monks blush.

Lu Qingye silently calculated the time of the realm teleportation in his heart, among the several of them, Lin Zhi, who came the earliest, has not been teleported away so far.

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

For them, I don't know if 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 another place, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no such group of corpses in that place, and it will not be more dangerous.

But the bad thing is that if they are trapped in this place all the time, will they have to stay here for the rest of their lives, when will they be the head?

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

Their ideals are not trapped in a corner!

When night fell, Lu Qingye opened her eyes, and she was not teleported away today.

The wind was howling outside, and although there was a formation, the low-level defensive formation could not isolate all the sounds.

The clatter of the corpses could still be heard by the monks.

Gu Qingchen saw her open the prohibition of her cave mansion, so he looked over.

Because Lu Qingye had told them in advance that if there was no mistake today, it should be the day she was teleported away.

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

Seeing her walk out of the cave, Lu Qingye exhaled.

"Senior sister, there will always be a way out of this secret realm, maybe at this time, Master and they have already found a way outside."

I don't know if this sentence is for myself or for Lu Qingye.

Although the secret realm of the ancient scrolls exists by chance, it is too rare, and most of them are Jedi.

Now that they have encountered a group of puppet corpses, everyone is inevitably depressed.

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

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

If the puppet corpses have not yet attacked, but they have collapsed first, that is the deadliest.

In fact, during these days, there were more and more puppet corpses outside the station, and the concerns in Gu Qingchen's heart gradually deepened over time.

It's just that he didn't say anything about this, and Yu Lu Qingye listened.

Let her stay inside the camp and make alchemy with peace of mind.

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

Since cultivating for so long, this crisis is the biggest one 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 take on the responsibility of the senior brother.

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

At the top of the snow peak, the group cautiously looked at the male cultivators cultivating in front of them.

Taijue closed his eyes and ignored the crowd.

When he opened his eyes and was ready to eat, one of the monks stepped forward with courage.

"Taijue Daoist, now that the Daomen sect family has established a station, countless monks have gathered there, there are more and more ghosts, why don't we also establish a station? Those of us are willing to listen to the words of the Taiqi Daoist! ”

More than a hundred monks nodded one after another.

Almost ninety percent of these monks are casual monks.

And most of them, the monks, were reluctant to join the camp.

The reason is very simple, first, after entering here, the desire in the hearts of some casual cultivators increased, thinking about overthrowing the old order of the Qingxuan Continent, so they did a lot of murderous things.

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

And once they are discovered by the monks they once attacked, going to the garrison is to send them to death.

The second and most important reason is.

They think they have found another way out, and that way out is the trick.

This person is also a person who is from a casual cultivator and is still an elder of the cliff, and these casual cultivators think that they are grasshoppers on the same rope.

The other party is powerful and very mysterious.

Those bloodthirsty and ferocious puppets encountered him, and few of them got out intact.

Now, those puppet corpses dare not approach this one.

In the eyes of these loose cultivators, it is much more promising than recognizing the disciples of those sect families as the leaders.

Some people even felt that they could do better, and then completely slap those sect disciples in the face!

Break the order and turn over completely!

"Yes, Fellow Daoist. With so many of us supporting you, we are confident that once our garrison is established, more monks will surely join! ”

"Now that there are more and more puppets near the camp, this is a good time for us to establish a camp!"

A crowd spoke.

However, the people they persuaded did not fluctuate at all.

The face under the mask is stunning, but it is also cold.

In fact, he hated these noisy people, and even wanted them to shut up completely.

But when I thought of something, Tai Jue didn't do it in the end.

In a snowy world, the snow is still falling.

The lips and mouth of the persuasion of the people were dry, and there was no movement in Taijue.

Some of the scattered cultivators were a little annoyed, but thinking of the terrifying strength of the other party, they still shut up and stayed aside honestly.

Tai Jue stood on the top of the mountain, in fact, this position just happened to see Gu Qingchen's station.

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

But these things, after cleaning up one wave, will come to the next wave, and no one knows how they came about.

In the past two days, Lu Qingye clearly felt that the number of monks in the garrison was decreasing, and the formations around him also vibrated frequently.

She was a little worried.

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

The prohibition outside Lu Qingye's cave mansion was also touched, and when she opened the ban, she saw Han Shuman with a solemn expression.

"Senior Sister Han?"

"Qingye, when our people were clearing the puppet corpses this afternoon, they encountered a large-scale puppet corpse, and many disciples were injured, and now there is an urgent need for an alchemist over there, you go and take a look!"

Han Shu made a long story short, and after Lu Qingye understood the traction, he picked up his things and followed the alchemist's team to the gathering place of the wounded.

In the small open space, there were many monks sitting and lying at the moment, and the smell of blood on the scene was extremely strong.

Some of the monks are taking care of the injured monks, and some of the injuries are serious, and priority is given to treatment.

Lu Qingye hurriedly stepped forward to treat those monks.

Gu Qingchen and Sheng Huai'an were also on the side to help.

Lu Qingye squatted in front of a seriously injured monk and quickly examined him.

The man's consciousness was already a little weak, and she had to use the wood spirit power to stabilize his injuries first.

(End of chapter)