Ps: The second chapter has been banned. It might be passed in a few days.
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Although the Huashan Sect had a chance of survival under Yan Yulai's management, it was still a small sect.
Huashan had 400 disciples.
However, the Huashan Sect was still poor.
Until now, there was not even a treasure vault.
Not to mention those spirit pills.
Although the Heng Mountain Sect was a woman, they still had Heavenly Fragrance Intermittence Glue, White Cloud Bear's Bile Pill, and other spirit medicines.
What did the Huashan Sect have?
There were only some silver taels, martial arts inheritance, some ginseng and lingzhi that were not old, and a prescription for a pill.
This recipe was the recipe for the Hundred Spirit Pill.
When the Huashan Sect was strong, the sect had a sacred pill to consume. It was the Hundred Spirit Pill. Not only could it increase one's internal strength, but it could also detoxify and heal one's injuries.
Unfortunately, the only Hundred Spirit Pill was said to have been used by Feng Qingyang.
Now, there was only one side left.
Currently, this prescription was in Yan Yulai's hands.
This was also one of his goals for leaving the mountain.
Yan Yulai didn't know anything about medicine. He needed to find someone who knew medicine to learn how to refine pills.
To be precise, it was mass production!
This pill required many precious medicinal herbs, which were rare in the world.
Yan Yulai used to live in an era of information explosion. There was a technology called transplant cultivation.
He didn't know how to transplant and cultivate, but those medical experts might know.
Although the success rate was low, how would he know if he didn't try?
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Qingcheng Mountain.
The trees are verdant and green all year round. The peaks stand around each other, shaped like a city wall, so it is called Qingcheng Mountain.
There were thousands of steps on the pill ladder, and the winding path led to a secluded place.
The Qingcheng Sect had a long history, but it was only getting worse with each generation. When it was passed down to Yu Canghai, it was even worse than when it was passed down to Chang Qingzi.
Pine Wind Monastery.
A group of young Taoist priests around the age of sixteen or seventeen were sweeping the floor with brooms.
"Where did Sect Master and the other Senior Brothers go?”
"I heard that he went to Fuzhou Prefecture to do something.”
"But Young Sect Master didn't go!”
"Didn't the Young Sect Master just go down the mountain? I heard that the Sect Master Shibo is interested in a marriage alliance with the Emei Sect, and the Young Sect Master is also interested in that Senior Sister.”
"Really? That would be great."
"I haven't drunk in a long time.”
"You only know how to drink. Don't you think that the Qingcheng Sect and the Emei Sect are joining forces through marriage?”
"Senior Brother is really knowledgeable, unlike me…"
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"Sect Master Martial Uncle and a few Senior Brothers have left, so we are much more relaxed.”
"You don't have to practice the Evil Repelling Swordsmanship every day."
"Right, this so-called Exorcism Sword Art of mine is inferior to our Pine Wind Sword Art.”
"Shh, don't talk nonsense. Someone will hear you!”
"The three martial uncles will be unhappy.”
" I heard that the Evil-warding Sword Art is the martial art of Lin Yuantu, who founded Fuwei Bodyguard Agency. Back then, Lin Yuantu was invincible. That's why Uncle Master asked us to cultivate it, hoping to find out the secret inside..."
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Just as they were talking.
Suddenly, the bell at the foot of the mountain rang.
At first, it rang a few times and no one cared. However, after a dozen rings, it stopped abruptly!
It was as if his neck was suddenly strangled.
The dozen or so bells sounded very quickly. It was the sound of an alarm!
"Not good!"
"Enemy attack!"
The expressions of the youths who were still chatting earlier could not help but change drastically.
Ever since they had joined the Qingcheng Sect, the alarm had never sounded.
However, they still knew the characteristics of the alarm.
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"The alarm has sounded. There are enemies coming up the mountain!”
"Who dares to cause trouble in Qingcheng Monastery?”
"Are you crazy?"
"Could it be the Demonic Sect?"
For a moment, the people of the Qingcheng Monastery reacted.
The sound of swords being drawn was endless.
……
Suddenly.
A terrified voice came from outside.
"Not good, Young Sect Master is dead!"
"The enemy is attacking!"
"Ah ~~"
The sound was instantly stuck, and there was no more sound.
"What?"
"Young Sect Master is dead!"
"Not good, quickly deal with the enemy!"
"Quick, quickly report this to the Martial Uncles!"
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"The Qingcheng Monastery is getting more and more backward.”
"There aren't even any patrolling disciples."
"I didn't see a single patrolling disciple from the mountain gate to here!”
At this moment, a clear voice was heard.
Immediately after.
Bang!
A sound rang out.
A figure flew in and smashed into a bronze cauldron that was filled with incense sticks. Then, he fell to the ground and did not move at all, as if he was dead.
"Young Sect Master!"
The two figures hurriedly pounced forward, shocked and furious.
Young Sect Master was the heart of Sect Master Uncle Yu Canghai!
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Yan Yulai appeared in everyone's line of sight. He was dressed in a white Confucian robe and held a simple, greenish-black sheathed sword in his right hand. His three thousand strands of hair were tied up by a silk scarf.
"Who are you?"
"How dare you barge into Qingcheng Monastery!"
"He even killed Young Sect Master!"
"How dare you! You're finished!”
The young disciples of the Qingcheng Monastery surrounded him and set up a sword formation.
The Qingcheng Monastery had been passed down for many years, so it naturally had the Mountain-guarding Sword Formation.
"This Seat is quite bold!"
"Otherwise, he wouldn't have come alone!”
Yan Yulai smiled.
"Are the 300 disciples of the Qingcheng Monastery all here?”
"It's just nice. I'll catch all of you in one fell swoop and save you trouble.”
After saying that.
With a flash of his body, he instantly appeared in front of a disciple of the Qingcheng Monastery who was twenty feet away from him.
He didn't even unsheathe his sword. With a light tap of the scabbard, he sent a stream of purple qi into the other party's body.
Instantly, his body stiffened and he became motionless!
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