"Brother Huan, aren't there only a few of us left in the entire sect?"
Yan Mei felt the empty Zixia Valley and couldn't help but ask.
"It's unlikely that there are only a few of us left. Zixia Valley is so wide and there are many hiding formations. There must be many people hidden in it."
Ding Huan explained.
"Ding Huan, what should we do now?" After suddenly settling down, Liu Yinzhu lost her direction.
She has been working hard for Zixia Valley before, working for Zixia Valley while improving her own cultivation.
Now that Zixia Valley doesn't have her, I don't know what to do.
"First deal with the bodies here and gather everything together." Ding Huan already had a plan in mind.
Ding Huan is the creator of the Tao. He understands many things that others don't understand.
He vaguely felt that if he did not establish a sect and spread his own skills and Tao, it would seem that his Tao would be missing something.
Maybe he can't feel it now, but what about in the future?
It is very likely that it is the foundation. If you want your own way to have a foundation in the vast universe, you must have the inheritance of another way.
Because any great avenue that exists in the vast universe must have a foundation and inheritance.
Losing the inheritance of the Dao is like losing the foundation of the Dao. It is like water without a source or a tree without a root.
Originally, it wasn't the time for him to think about this, but with such a great opportunity right in front of him, if he didn't do it, it would be like a gift from God.
Isn’t it said that ‘If God doesn’t take what he wants, he will suffer the consequences’?
If that's the case, why should he wait until later?
Among the pile of corpses, there were nine monks from Zixia Valley who were barely alive.
One of the foundation-building monks was slightly injured. He was knocked unconscious by Hao Wudao. It was luck.
It was really luck, because the people who cleaned the battlefield had not arrived yet. When the people who cleaned the battlefield came, he would be dead.
There are two other qi-training monks who were able to move freely after being treated by Liu Yinzhu.
The rest of the people either suffered serious injuries to their internal organs, or had their arms and legs broken, and one person had his consciousness shattered.
Even if he is rescued, he cannot continue to practice.
"Elder Liu?"
The foundation-building monk who was rescued saw Liu Yinzhu, and then looked at the corpses on the ground, with a look of confusion and horror on his face.
"You should be Qin Qingshan, right? I knew when you were building the foundation." Liu Yinzhu knew this foundation-building monk.
"The disciple is Qin Qingshan." The foundation-building monk bowed and saluted.
"Where are you two?" Liu Yinzhu turned to the other two Qi practitioners who had been rescued, one of whom lost his arm.
"Disciple Shen Jiankai and disciple Chen Ding have met Elder Liu. Thank you very much for your help." Two qi training disciples also hurriedly came up to greet him.
Including Qin Qingshan, they still haven't figured out what happened.
"Elder Liu, our Zixia Valley..."
Qin Qingshan's spiritual mind scanned it, and it seemed that except for the few in front of him, all of them were corpses, and he became a little frightened.
Liu Yinzhu sighed:
"Zixia Valley is gone. The sect leader died in the battle. Except for a few of us, all the disciples of the sect died in the battle."
Ding Huan knew that it was impossible for them all to die in the battle. If nothing else, that Dong Li was injured and escaped, and there were not just one or two people who followed Dong Li's injury.
Apart from these rebels, he didn't see Liu Yinzhu's disciples Mo Huaping or Guan Lai. Obviously, Liu Yinzhu had already informed her disciples and Guan Lai to escape.
"Then what should we do?" Qin Qingshan said fearfully.
Liu Yinzhu said:
"Whether it's your life or mine, it was all saved by Ding Huan. Zixia Valley is gone, and Ding Huan has the final say here. We all listen to Ding Huan about what to do in the future."
Only then did Qin Qingshan and the other two people realize that the person who made the decision here was no longer Elder Liu Yinzhu, but Ding Huan.
They have all heard about the conflict between Ding Huan, Dong Lishang and Gong Hua.
I also heard that the ancient sect leader planned to make Ding Huan the young sect leader, but Ding Huan refused and ended up taking the identity of an elder guest minister.
Now that the sect leader is gone, Ding Huan must be in control of Zixia Valley.
Qin Qingshan, Shen Jiankai and Chen Ding quickly saluted Ding Huan and thanked him for saving his life. In their hearts, they recognized Ding Huan as the future sect master of Zixia Valley.
As a foundation-building monk, Qin Qingshan understands the importance of joining a team early, not to mention that there is only one team now:
"Elder Ding, if you want to rebuild Zixia Valley in the future, I, Qin Qingshan, will definitely sacrifice my life to help you."
Ding Huan waved his hand:
"Let's talk about this later, Qin Qingshan, you take Shen Jiankai and Chen Ding to take the remaining injured to the sect's healing place, and then come back and dispose of the bodies here together."
"Yes." Qin Qingshan and the others answered simply. Ding Huan is the future sect master of Zixia Valley. How dare they neglect him?
With three more people, everyone can do things faster.
Soon all kinds of storage equipment were sorted out by several people and handed over to Ding Huan for safekeeping.
Ding Huan thought that he might rebuild the sect here in the future, so he was not polite, and he put all these things into the star house.
As for the various magical instruments, Qin Qingshan sorted them out and sent them to the warehouse.
After all the more than 10,000 corpses were burned, Zixia Valley finally lost some of its gloomy atmosphere.
"Sect Master, what should we do next?"
Qin Qingshan knew that although the entire Zixia Valley army was almost wiped out, this might not be an opportunity.
Now that Zixia Valley has sealed the mountain gate, no one will come in under normal circumstances. Then they will have enough time to recuperate and improve their strength.
"Qin Qingshan, you and Yan Mei go and seal the sect's sutra-storage pavilion, warehouse, practice room, alchemy room, equipment pavilion and other places, and then hand them over to Zhaoxia Peak.
And Yan Mei, please pack up all the second-level or above weapon refining materials in the warehouse and send them to me. After doing this, everyone will go to Chaoxia Peak for retreat to improve their cultivation.
Qin Qingshan, your task is heavier. Yan Mei, Shen Jiankai, and Chen Ding are under your charge.
There are still some disciples hiding in Zixia Valley, so there is no need to look for them, as long as they come out, just gather them together."
Ding Huan has no intention of treating this place as his own territory now.
Before the elder He is killed, his life is in danger at any time here, let alone founding a sect.
After Qin Qingshan, Yan Mei, and Lao Liu left, Ding Huan asked:
"Sister Yinzhu, do you know when Elder Nahe will be released from seclusion?"
Liu Yinzhu was suddenly awakened by Ding Huan's words, and then she remembered that there was such a big boss in Zixia Valley.
She trembled subconsciously. Elder He was here, and she might be fine. Once Elder He came out of seclusion, Ding Huan would be the first to be killed.
"Elder He has been in seclusion for fifty years, and he has never come out during these fifty years. Every time, Elder Dong Lishang sends the resources there. The transfer is once a year, and it never stops."
Hearing Liu Yinzhu's words, Ding Huan's eyes lit up:
"Do you know when to send resources and how much to send?"
Liu Yinzhu said:
"Send as many things as you want. At the end of each year, the He Presbyterian Church will send a jade slip to Dong Lishang and he will send the items according to the jade slip."
Ding Huan was overjoyed:
"Sister Yinzhu, can you please help me? At the end of the year, I must receive the jade slips and send them the necessary items."
Liu Yinzhu immediately understood what was going on. Ding Huan wanted to increase his strength secretly without alerting Elder He.
But she sighed in her heart:
"Ding Huan's idea is good, but he probably doesn't quite understand how big the gap is between foundation building and Yuanhun. Even the most qualified monks sometimes need a hundred or two hundred years to cross this stage."
"Ding Huan, my suggestion is that this is really not a place for you to stay for a long time."
Liu Yinzhu still didn't want Ding Huan to die, so she couldn't help but say it.
Ding Huan knew what Liu Yinzhu meant, so he smiled and did not answer.
He has no way out. If he can miss a good retreat training place like Zhaoxia Peak, how can he improve?
If you want to get a good place to practice, just don't take any risks? How can there be such a good thing in the world?
…
After returning to Chaoxia Peak, Ding Huan immediately took out the rings and bracelets belonging to Chang Qi, Hao Wudao, Gong Hua and others.
Chang Qi's ring was given to him by Liu Yinzhu, the leader of the Jiuyin Sect. Naturally, Ding Huan wanted to check the items in his ring.
Hao Wudao is the soul elder of Jiuyin Sect, and Ding Huan is also looking forward to what is in the ring.
Looking at the storage magic weapon placed in front of him, Ding Huan learned an experience in his heart.
No matter when you think you will win, you cannot put all your wealth on it.
As the leader of the Jiuyin Sect, Chang Qi put all his wealth in Zixia Valley, and the result is no different from the annihilation of his entire army.
It can be imagined that there is only one way to go to Jiuyinmen, which is to close the mountain gate like Zixia Valley.
As a third-level formation mage, it only took Ding Huan a stick of incense to unlock Chang Qi's ring.
Ding Huan was filled with emotion when his spiritual thoughts fell on Chang Qi's ring.
The leader of this sect has a lot of good things. There are at least tens of millions of high-grade spiritual stones. There are also two spiritual veins, one of which has abundant spiritual energy. It is definitely not a low-grade spiritual vein.
As for the low-grade spiritual stones and the medium-grade spiritual stones, Ding Huan did not count them. They were piled up like a hill, and there were probably more.
In addition to spiritual stones, various elixirs, spiritual herbs, techniques, and materials...
No wonder Dong Lishang longs to be the sect leader. Being a sect leader does bring a lot of good things.
Gong Hua's storage bracelets are ordinary, with only about a hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones, the rest are medium-grade and low-grade, and there are a few spiritual weapons that Ding Huan doesn't like.
As for Hao Wudao's ring ban, it's a little more troublesome.
It took Ding Huan half a day to open Hao Wudao's ring.
Compared to Hao Wudao's cultivation level, the items in his ring are not many, and the top-grade spiritual stones are only about a few million.
There are almost no middle-grade or low-grade spiritual stones.
But the various elixirs, materials, etc. are all of top quality.
The best magic weapon is a disguise weapon.
Ding Huan got a dozen of these magical weapons from the storage of Chang Qi, Gong Hua, Zan Ping and others.
Only this spiritual weapon made Ding Huan feel good.
What surprised Ding Huan was that he also found a gray-brown box in Hao Wudao's ring, which was wrapped in a ban.
Ding Huan made some calculations and gave up the idea of ​​removing the restriction.
He couldn't figure out the box. Once he opened it, his future picture wouldn't be completely blank, but it didn't seem very good.
(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends!)
Chapter completed!