"Disciple, don't dare!"

The deacon was so scared that his legs were weak and he repeatedly rejected.

"Hmph!" The head of Changqing Sect pressed step by step:

"Don't dare?"

"I think so in my heart, but I dare not say it!"

On the other side.

Seeing that the leader was pressing forward step by step, he knew what to do.

Otherwise, today he would be frozen by the head of the sect for his great disrespect and he would be bleeding in this hall.

Immediately.

The deacon held back his resentment and said sincerely:

"There is now a situation where the spiritual medicine market cannot be opened, and it is because the disciples are not supervised, so please punish the head."

As soon as this statement comes out.

The head of the high platform throne suddenly changed his face and whispered:

"Although it's your responsibility, things have not reached that point yet!"

"After all, although there are some truths in the outside world, you and I know that the Nascent Soul Senior who entered the secret realm has not yet returned!"

"Everything remains to be investigated!"

"So, it's not reasonable to punish you now!"

"I'll wait and see for a while before talking!"

Hearing words.

The deacon under the hall smiled bitterly:

"Master, we can still wait, but the large-scale spiritual medicines that are about to mature in the sect cannot wait!"

"It's okay to say other spiritual medicines. They just need to be refined into medicine liquid after they mature and sealed. At least in a short period of time, it should not be a problem that the effect of the medicine will go away.

However, a large part of the spiritual medicines in the soul category must be refined into pills within a limited time.

Or refine it immediately.

otherwise.

This part of the elixir will lose most of its efficacy.”

"The most important thing is that even after refining the pill, the pills cannot be bought at the price without suppressing the wind."

"There will be no monks to buy it!"

"After all, this type of spiritual medicine can only be regarded as an auxiliary elixir, and the market demand...

It’s better to increase your spiritual pills by increasing your cultivation.”

Hearing words.

The head of the sect, who was sitting upright on the throne on the platform, couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows, and then said:

"Let me think about this matter carefully!"

Having said that.

He paused and continued:

"By the way, where did the rumor of the city come from?

Have you found out?"

"Is anyone secretly disturbing the situation?"

Hearing this, the deacon shook his head and said:

"No!

However, there are similar rumors about the Immortal Alliance, Zhenhai Alliance, and even the Demon Alliance."

"According to the initial rumors, it was all about some qi-training juniors."

"Did you find those Qi-training monks?"

"No!"

"Isn't there a monk who is familiar with these juniors in Qi training?

Even if you give a heavy reward, you must find out the heels of these monks."

"Some immortals who started their business with spiritual planting have issued rewards, but no one has received the reward so far!"

"No one?"

"Back to the head, according to the latest news that the disciples learned, that's it!"

Hearing words.

The head of Changqing Sect, who was sitting upright on the throne, said:

"Okay!"

"You go down!"

"If there is any news, you need to report it as soon as possible, do you know?"

"Disciple understand!"

Immediately.

The foundation-building deacon bowed and bowed directly from the hall.

At this time, the head of Changqing Sect, who was sitting upright on the throne, looked at the back that disappeared from his eyes and couldn't help but murmur.

"The storm is coming, and it seems to be extremely unfavorable to this sect!"

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Not only are the heads of Changqing Sect worried about this, but some immortal tribes whose spiritual planting techniques are also anxious.

Lingteng Immortal Clan!

Outside a hall, a hurried voice came.

Less tilt.

A young monk quickly entered the hall and saw an old Taoist with gray hair and a hint of fatigue between his eyebrows.

"Class leader, there is news coming back!"

Hearing words.

The patriarch, whose eyes revealed a trace of solemn expression, took a light breath, and then comforted softly:

"Don't worry!

Even if the sky falls, my patriarch will hold you back."

"If you have any news, you don't need to hide it. Just say it bluntly, and don't worry that the patriarch can't bear it!"

Seeing this, the young monk couldn't help feeling sad. He knew that the patriarch had been under too much pressure in recent years.

The originally small life span has been lost more.

He was also afraid that one day he would suddenly hear the bad news that the clan leader was leaving.

On the other side.

Seeing that the younger generation was reluctant to speak, the patriarch of the Lingteng Immortal Clan frowned slightly, revealing a look of unanimous power, and said with a heavy tone:

"Tell me!"

"It's also a turbulent time now. This clan must master the large ship of the Ling Vine Immortal Clan!"

"It's the younger generations who are not good at it, which makes the patriarch worry!"

The young monk's eyes were slightly red and he blamed himself.

“No need to do so!”

"Your generation is pretty good, the only shame is that your cultivation is still a little bit short of it.

otherwise.

I should have abdicated and given up my virtuous position!"

"Say it, what news!"

Tightly, the young monk from the Lingteng Immortal Clan hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"Clan leader, the price of the soul-like elixir has dropped by 20% again."

"The most important thing is that there is no store on the market now recycling this kind of elixir!
To be continued...