Looking at the body of the elder of the Mission Hall, Lin Yang was silent for a moment, and then arranged for people to transport it to the Hall of Heroes in the back mountain.
All the cultivators in the sect rushed to the front line, leaving only a few menial disciples to maintain the operation of the sect.
In such a situation, Lin Yang, the cheap peak master, naturally had to step up and take charge of the situation.
Fortunately, although Lin Yang was very anxious at the beginning, after getting used to it, he was no longer as flustered as he was at the beginning.
However, the only thing that made him regretful was that since he became the cheap acting clan leader, he no longer had time to water the flowers, plant the crops, or drink tea every day.
I have no choice but to leave it to this kid Lu Chen.
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At the sect entrance, looking at the group of wounded soldiers being transported back, Lin Yang immediately instructed the errand disciples standing by:
"Send him to the medical hall. There are some medicinal pills there. Suppress the injury first, and then go down the mountain to invite a mortal doctor up."
The errand disciples at the side nodded, and then went to do their work according to Lin Yang's orders.
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After giving the order, he did not sit idle, and directly helped carry the wounded to the medical hall. After all the wounded were arranged, Lin Yang curiously said to the disciple who was carrying the wounded back:
"By the way, what's the situation on the front line now?"
The disciple who was asked by Lin Yang sighed and said helplessly:
"Master Lin Feng, you don't know. The situation on the front line is extremely tragic. There is no land to be seen on the battlefield. All you can see are piles of corpses."
"I have ever seen a pile of corpses, as big as a hill. It is really shocking."
Hearing what the disciple said, Lin Yang fell silent, and the disciple continued:
"But... at the moment, our sect still has the advantage."
"Also, Master Lin Feng, your disciple Lin Hongye has now broken through to the peak of the Golden Core Stage, and is extremely powerful. Even two peak Nascent Soul Stage demon cultivators can't do anything to her."
Lin Yang smiled bitterly, "Of course I know this."
Lin Hongye was practicing, so Lin Yang would naturally receive some rewards. Therefore, Lin Yang knew exactly what level Lin Hongye's cultivation had reached.
In the past six months, Lin Yang's cultivation has reached the late stage of Yuhua Realm, and he is only one step away from the peak.
After a while, he sighed and shook his head helplessly:
"It's been going on for so long. The wounded are being sent back in batches, and when they recover they continue to charge forward. I really don't know when the fighting will end."
The disciple scratched his head and said with a wry smile:
"In fact, we have to fight sooner or later. If we don't fight, our descendants will have to fight."
"In that case, let's just let our generation take the lead. No one knows whether our descendants will have the same cultivation as us."
"So, let's just play it ourselves. This way, no matter we win or lose, at least we tried our best."
After that, the disciple waved to Lin Yang and said goodbye: "Okay, Master Lin Feng, I have to go back to the front line to continue transporting the wounded. I'll leave first."
After saying that, the disciple left the medical hall and prepared to continue to the front line.
Lin Yang stood there thoughtfully, and at this moment, Lu Chen also walked in with a lot of recovery medicine.
"Master, I went to a nearby sect to get some healing pills... What are you thinking about?" Lu Chen asked curiously.
Lin Yang shook his head and said calmly: "It's okay, let's continue to treat the wounded first."
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In this way, a few days passed uneventfully. No more wounded were brought in, and everything seemed to have returned to normal.
Until a message came back to the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect from the front line.
"Master! Master!"
Lu Chen ran back to Chiyang Peak anxiously. Lin Yang, who had just checked the wounded and was about to rest, heard Lu Chen's shout and said helplessly:
"Here they come, what are you shouting for?" Lin Yang walked out of the cave, and Lu Chen was holding a tabloid in his hand. Lin Yang asked curiously:
"What's wrong? What news has come from the front line?"
Lu Chen spread out the tabloid, looked at the content and said anxiously: "The leader of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect, Zhang Xianfeng, is trapped in the heart of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect, and there is no news so far!"
"This news was three days ago, and there is no new news yet."
When Lin Yang heard the news that Lu Chen brought back this time, he couldn't help but fall silent.
After a while, he muttered in a weak voice:
"That old guy is so cunning, nothing will happen to him."
In this way, Lin Yang waited for two days, three days, and then five days passed, but there was no news from the front line.
Although he was used to such days, Lin Yang felt increasingly uneasy in his heart.
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In the martial arts training ground, Lu Chen held a wooden sword in his hand and continued to display his sword skills.
Today was a rare free day, so Lu Chen took some time to practice swordplay.
Although his swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle, he still has a long way to go to reach the strongest.
Just then, Lin Yang came over. He was wearing a white robe and had a tired look in his eyes. He had just walked out of the cave and yawned lazily.
Lu Chen looked at Lin Yang's lazy look and couldn't help but teasing:
"Master, you are reluctant to get up until the sun is high in the sky?"
Lin Yang shook his head and said calmly, "I have to go on a long trip in the next few days, so I'm going to make up for the sleep I've gotten in a few days in advance."
Hearing that Lin Yang was going on a long journey, Lu Chen immediately asked in confusion: "Master, the two sects are fighting at this time, why are you going on a long journey?"
"I have been in the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect for more than ten years. I have to go out and have a look. As for when... I don't care."
Seeing that Lin Yang was not joking, Lu Chen immediately became anxious: "Master, please stop making trouble. If you leave, who will take care of the sect?"
"Anyway, there's nothing to do in the sect right now, so just take care of it. I'm leaving first."
After saying that, Lin Yang was about to leave, and Lu Chen shook his head helplessly.
But the current situation is just as Lin Yang said, the sect can still function without Lin Yang. After all, there is not much business in the sect right now, it is nothing more than taking care of the wounded.
"Where is this guy going..." Lu Chen muttered, but at this moment, Lin Yang appeared behind Lu Chen and knocked him hard on the head.
"Ouch!" Lu Chen cried out in pain. He turned around and looked at Lin Yang in surprise, puzzled:
"Master, aren't you leaving?!"
"You disrespect the master behind his back, you deserve to be beaten." After saying that, Lin Yang snatched the wooden sword from Lu Chen.
"Let me borrow your wooden sword for you to use. I'll return it to you when I get back."
After saying that, Lin Yang took Lu Chen's wooden sword and left.
Lu Chen wanted to curse again, but he was afraid that Lin Yang would appear behind him again, so he had to shut his mouth in disappointment.
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Lin Yang looked at the mountain path under his feet, took a deep breath, and finally stepped out.
Lin Yang went down the mountain, his destination: the front line.
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