When Qin Fengming entered the Baicao Gate this time, he was mainly searching for pills and prescriptions that could improve his cultivation. 【Read the latest chapter】
Although the sect was called Baicao Sect, Qin Fengming did not have the slightest hope that there would be elixirs inside the sect that could increase the number of monks. However, he was full of confidence in getting one or two elixir recipes.
At this time, the two classics in his hands were not books introducing elixirs, but they were written by a senior expert more than 100,000 years ago, and contained his experience on how to cultivate spiritual insects.
He only casually flipped through two pages of this book, but what he wrote shocked Qin Fengming. As long as he carefully studied the two books, he might not be able to find a way to cultivate the white beetle.
He carefully put away the spiritual grass and the two classics, but his heart was filled with joy. Cang Wuzi did not carry this book with him, presumably because he did not understand the words described in it, otherwise he would not have placed such a precious thing in the cave.
Three hours later, suddenly, a ball of yellow light flashed from the stone ground, and a white beetle shot out and landed on the chest of Qin Fengming, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation.
He stretched out his hand to collect the beetle in his hand and penetrated his body with his spiritual consciousness. After a while, Qin Fengming showed a smile and waved his hand to put the white beetle into the spirit beast bracelet.
A moment later, two voices came from outside the cave:
"Senior Brother (Master), we have completed what we were told, please open the restriction."
As soon as the voice fell, the restriction in front of the two people suddenly disappeared. As soon as the two saw each other, they immediately moved and entered the cave.
"Master, disciples and Uncle Huang have collected all the treasures of our Baicao Sect. This is a list of items. Please take a look at it, Master."
Zongfang bowed to see the ceremony and immediately handed over a jade slip. At the same time, a dozen storage rings also fell on the stone table in front of Qin Fengming.
Reaching out to take it, Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness penetrated into the jade slip. After a while, he withdrew his spiritual consciousness, gently placed it on the stone table in front of him, and then said in a deep voice:
"Junior Brother Huang, I miss my Baicao Sect. It has been carefully guarded by the ancestors of the past generations and has stood firm for more than ten thousand years. I cannot cut off the inheritance in your hands. Otherwise, it will be difficult for us to meet the ancestors of the past generations underground."
After he said this, he paused for a moment and looked at the two people standing in front of him. He saw that their faces were solemn and their eyes were wandering. He knew in his heart that these two people must be confused at this time, so he continued:
"But at this time, our Baicao Sect is weak. With you and me, it will be extremely difficult to hold on to this Wushan foundation. The current plan is for our Baicao Sect to voluntarily abandon this place, go far away, and find another place to practice. Only in this way can the inheritance of our destiny be passed on.”
"What? Master wants to give up this place and go far away. How can he do that?"
As a direct disciple of Cangwuzi, Zongfang has excellent cultivation qualifications. He is already at the peak of his Qi gathering stage when he is in his thirties. He will be able to successfully build the foundation in one or two years. He has always been favored by Cangwuzi. At this time, upon hearing the words of the master, he wanted to abandon this foundation and find another place, but his face immediately showed fear.
"Humph, I'm discussing with your uncle. If you have room to speak, step aside. Don't say any more."
After saying this, he turned to look at the monk named Huang, waiting for his answer.
Just when the monk surnamed Huang was about to answer, a transmission note shot out from outside the cave and fell into the hands of the monk surnamed Huang.
"Brother, headmaster, something serious has happened. At this time, outside the restrictions of our sect, thousands of monks have gathered, asking senior brother to come forward and answer."
When the monk named Huang heard the content of the transmission note, he immediately exclaimed in shock, and his face suddenly turned sallow.
"Haha, they arrived so quickly. They knocked on the door before we could evacuate."
When Qin Fengming heard this, he was also shocked. Although he expected that among the thousands of monks in the Biyou Valley, without getting any benefits, there must be people with intentions colluding to plot against the already defeated Baicao Sect, but he I never thought it would be so fast.
"Senior brother, please decide quickly what you plan to do." At this time, the monk surnamed Huang had already lost his bearings. Facing thousands of monks, he was a foundation-building monk and could no longer remain calm and composed.
"Junior brother, don't panic. There is a large protective formation to protect you. Even thousands of monks outside can't break through it in a moment. You quickly gather your disciples, select those with acceptable qualifications, and lead them to sneak away from behind the sect. , settle down at Yudang Mountain. Give the remaining people some spiritual stones and let them escape alone."
As Qin Fengming spoke, he picked up a storage ring and handed it to the monk surnamed Huang with a wave of his hand.
"I will carry the rest of the items myself to stop the people outside and buy you some time. After I get rid of the people outside, I will naturally meet up with my junior brother and then make plans."
"Zongfang, you are also going with your Uncle Huang. If you have anything to do, follow your Uncle Huang's instructions."
"Senior Brother, if you face those thousands of monks alone, you will definitely be in danger. This is absolutely unacceptable. It is better to evacuate with us."
Upon hearing Qin Fengming's words, the expression of the monk surnamed Huang changed even more. When the leader faced thousands of monks alone, he was so righteous and awe-inspiring, which moved him and a wave of heat surged in his heart.
"Haha, don't panic, junior brother. I have a magic weapon to protect me. There are thousands of Qi-gathering monks in the area, and it is impossible to intercept me. I will not confront them head-on, I will just intercept them for a while, and wait for you to stay away. He will look for the right opportunity to dodge."
Seeing that the leader insisted on this, the monk surnamed Huang stopped talking and led the clan to leave quickly, gathering his disciples to prepare for the escape.
Seeing the two leaving, Qin Fengming couldn't help but smile. In his heart, he was even more happy at this time.
Because within the dozen storage rings in front of him were all the belongings of the entire Baicao Sect, including 60 million pieces of spiritual stones alone. Although there are no ancient spiritual herbs, there are many types, hundreds of them.
This has not lost the name of Baicaomen.
There are also many classics and exercises, and whether there are any elixirs in them, I have not looked at them carefully at this time, so it is still unknown.
Inside is a treasure of the sect, the Nine-turn Ziyun Furnace. This is an extremely precious alchemy item. Although Qin Fengming didn't know how precious it was, it was a sect inheritance, so it must be extraordinary.
Qin Fengming waved his hand and put a dozen storage rings into his arms, then after thinking for a moment, he floated away from Cangwuzi Cave.
At this moment, a rapid sound of bells came from a distance. The sound of the bell was extremely distant, but it contained spiritual power. There is no doubt that the monk surnamed Huang came here to summon the disciples of Baicao Sect.
