And her alchemist also became stronger at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.
Although she is not the only alchemist currently stationed in the area, she is one of several extremely popular alchemists.
And she also made a lot of money, making many monks jealous.
Lu Qingye silently counted the time for the realm teleportation. Among them, Lin Zhi, who came the earliest, has not been teleported away yet.
When Lin Zhi told them the news, the faces of Gu Qingchen and others became serious.
For them, they don't know whether this news is good or bad.
The good thing is that there is already a base here and it is developing in a good direction. If it is teleported to other places, there is no guarantee that there will be no groups of zombies in that place and it will not be more dangerous.
But the bad thing is, if they are stuck in this place all the time, will they have to stay here for the rest of their lives? When will it end?
Days like this are painful and desperate for geniuses like Gu Qingchen.
Their ideal is not trapped in a small corner!
When night fell, Lu Qingye opened her eyes and found that she had not been teleported away today.
The wind howled outside. Although there were formations, the low-level defensive formations could not isolate all the sounds.
The clicking sounds of those puppet corpses can still be heard by the monks.
Gu Qingchen saw her opening the ban on her cave and looked over.
Because Lu Qingye told them in advance that if nothing went wrong today, it should be the day she was teleported away.
Several people did not leave, and she was the last one.
Seeing her walking out of the cave, Lu Qingye exhaled.
"Junior sister, there will always be a way out of this secret realm. Maybe by this time, Master and the others have found a way outside."
I don't know whether I said this to myself or to Lu Qingye.
Although the secret realm of ancient scrolls exists by chance, it is too rare and most of them are Jedi.
Now that they encountered a group of zombies again, everyone was inevitably depressed.
Many monks with poor psychological quality are already on the verge of collapse.
As one of the managers, Gu Qingchen is naturally worried about this phenomenon.
If the zombies haven't attacked yet, but they collapse inside first, that would be the most fatal thing.
In fact, during these days, there were more and more corpses outside the garrison, and Gu Qingchen's concerns gradually deepened as time went by.
But he didn't tell Lu Qingye any of this.
Allowing her to stay inside the garrison and make alchemy with peace of mind.
The number of monks joining the garrison is also decreasing, which means that there are fewer and fewer survivors outside...
Since he has been practicing for so long, this crisis is the biggest for Gu Qingchen.
There is no sect to rely on, no family to rely on, he can only rely on himself, and he also has to shoulder the responsibility of senior brother.
The garrison is in a place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
At the top of the snow peak, a group of people carefully looked at the male cultivators in front of them.
Taijue closed his eyes and ignored everyone.
When he opened his eyes and was about to eat, one of the monks had the courage to step forward.
"Fellow Taoist Taijue, now the Taoist sect family has established a garrison. Countless monks are gathering there. There are more and more of those ghosts. Why don't we also establish a garrison? All of us are willing to listen to Taoist Taoist fellow Taijue. !”
More than a hundred monks nodded.
Almost 90% of these monks are casual cultivators.
And among them, most monks are unwilling to join the garrison.
The reason is very simple. First, after entering here, some casual cultivators have increased their inner desires and want to overthrow the old order of Qingxuan Continent, so they have done a lot of things to kill people and seize treasures.
For them, the station was like returning to Qingxuan Continent again.
And once discovered by the monks they had attacked, going to the garrison would mean death.
The second is the most important reason.
They thought they had found another way out, and that way was Taijue.
This person was also a casual cultivator and a member of Elder Ya. These casual cultivators thought that they were grasshoppers on the same rope.
The opponent is very powerful and very mysterious.
When those bloodthirsty and vicious zombies encountered him, few of them came out intact.
Now, those puppet corpses dare not approach this person.
In the eyes of these casual cultivators, this has a much better future than recognizing those disciples of sects and aristocratic families as their leaders.
Some people even think that they can do better and then completely slap those disciples of the sect in the face!
Break the order and turn over completely!
"Yes, fellow Taoist Taijue. So many of us support you, and we also believe that once our garrison is established, more monks will definitely join!"
"Now there are more and more zombies near the garrison. This is a good time for us to establish the garrison!"
A group of people spoke one after another.
However, the people they persuaded did not waver at all.
The face under the mask was stunning, but also cold.
In fact, he hates these noisy people and even wants them to shut up completely.
But thinking of something, Taijue didn't take action.
In the snowy world, heavy snow is still falling.
Everyone tried to persuade him, his lips were dry and his mouth was dry, but there was no movement from Taijue.
Some casual cultivators were a little annoyed, but thinking of the opponent's terrifying strength, they still shut up and stayed aside.
Taijue stood on the top of the mountain. In fact, from this position, he could see where Gu Qingchen and the others were stationed.
At the garrison, due to the gathering of puppet corpses, Gu Qingchen and the others had to arrange for monks to go out every day to clear out the puppet corpses wandering near the garrison.
But after one wave of these things are cleaned up, another wave will come again. No one knows how they came.
Lu Qingye clearly felt that the number of monks stationed in the camp was decreasing in the past two days, and the surrounding formations were also shaking frequently.
She was a little worried.
In the middle of the night, there was a noise outside the cave belonging to the alchemist.
The restrictions outside Lu Qingye's cave were also touched. When she opened the restrictions, she saw Han Shuman with a solemn expression.
"Senior Sister Han?"
"Qingye, when our people were clearing out the puppet corpses this afternoon, we encountered a large number of puppet corpses. Many disciples were injured. Now there is an urgent need for alchemists there. Go and have a look!"
Han Shu kept his story short. After Lu Qingye understood the pull, he picked up his things and followed the alchemist's team towards the gathering place for the wounded.
There were many monks sitting and lying in the small open space at the moment, and the smell of blood was extremely strong.
Some monks are taking care of the injured monks, and some of the seriously injured ones are given priority for treatment.
Lu Qingye quickly stepped forward to treat the monks.
Gu Qingchen and Sheng Huaian were also helping.
Lu Qingye squatted in front of a seriously injured monk and quickly checked him.
The man's consciousness was already somewhat blurred, so she had to use wood spirit power to stabilize his injuries.
(End of chapter)
