When Lu Qingye received the news, Shangyao Sect was already gathering a group of disciples to go to support.
Once Song Qingwu and the others enter the realm of Corpse Raising Sect, many uncontrollable factors will appear.
At that time, the fairy city cannot be without the monks guarding the city.
The five major sects have played a leading role in this war from the beginning. Unknowingly, they have also become the core of the war and the backbone of all cultivators.
At this time, after Song Qingwu and the others went to war, Immortal City must also have a new group of Immortal Sect disciples.
It was to prevent ten thousand people from being killed in the fairy city by those upper realm monks, and also to inspire people and prevent the monks from being filled with despair.
But in this southwest war, the danger has not been eliminated. Fighting with six half-step monks is a very dangerous thing.
If you are not careful, you may die.
Therefore, the disciples summoned by Shangyao Sect are all above the Golden Core level.
But in the southwest, because of Jiang Cheng's Huo Huo, a lot of corpse puppets were produced. Those things also need to be understood by monks to prevent them from causing disasters, so there will also be some foundation-building monks.
Everyone knows that this southwest mission is full of dangers, and many of the disciples who are going there are already making funeral preparations.
Lu Qingye had just broken through the Golden Core not long ago, and their group of disciples was the newest group, so it was not their turn to be monks yet, but Gu Qingchen and the others were already ready to go.
With the sect's generous resources, direct disciples cannot hide behind other disciples during difficult times.
The master's uncle had already decided on the list. Lu Qingye actually wanted to go, but was rejected.
Le Feng patted her shoulder.
"Uncle knows that you are willing to help, but although the southwest is in crisis at the moment, it is not the right time. If you, Brother Gu, and the others... need support, then uncle will let you go up."
Speaking of this, Le Feng felt very sad.
In his opinion, Lu Qingye is too young!
It had only been a few years since he entered the sect. Calculated by the age of a monk, Lu Qingye was still a child.
However, Lu Qingye's talent was outstanding and he had already reached the golden elixir stage far beyond his peers.
So if Gu Qingchen and the others send out a call for help, Lu Qingye will also have to become a special group of monks and follow them into the battlefield.
"During this period, you should prepare well. If there is any news, my uncle will tell you."
Lu Qingye nodded and couldn't help but sigh when he returned to Xinghai Palace.
In just a few months, Master Lefeng, the head master, has already turned half gray on his temples, and his expression cannot hide the tiredness.
Although he is not on the battlefield, he still has to make various preparations and thoughts.
During this period of time, Le Feng thought about almost all the solutions and countermeasures, and finally found that no matter whether they won or lost, they had a fatal point, that is, they had to surrender as lower realms...
If they lose, no one will make the decision for them. If they win, they will inevitably break up with those people again.
There is an idea in Le Feng's mind that has appeared faintly in his mind. Although it is bold, it may be the best way to break through.
In the cave, Jiu Ji hesitated to open his mouth several times, but he didn't know how to speak.
Seeing this, Lu Qingye asked.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Jiuji lowered his head, took a breath, and then raised his head firmly.
"Master, I... want to go back to the southwest."
In fact, the relationship between the two has become better since the last thunder disaster. Lu Qingye has asked Jiuji to call her by name directly.
This was the first time in so many days that Jiuji called her master again.
(End of chapter)
