Thousands of miles away, over the Yitian Mountains, the thunderclouds had already dispersed. Many cultivators observed for a long time but found no artifacts or treasures, so they left in disappointment. After a few moments, all the disciples were teleported out of the ruins.
Luo Jianqing had put the three magic weapons and the blood-red jade token he had obtained back into the storage ring early in the morning. After being teleported out, he looked around and soon found the disciples of Taihua Mountain, so he flew over.
"Brother Luo, a total of seventeen disciples from Taihua Mountain have entered the sixth level and have all received rewards." As he spoke, the nineteenth disciple took out a white jade bead and said, "This is the water-repellent bead. It seems that this water-repellent bead can dive to a depth of fifty miles, so it can be considered a treasure."
Luo Jianqing nodded in appreciation, looked around, and asked, "Why are there only twenty of you?"
Nineteenth Junior Brother chuckled and said helplessly, "Senior Brother, that vast wasteland is truly treacherous. Some of us were injured and simply crushed the jade tokens to get out. When I came out just now, I discovered that Li Xiuchen had already been teleported out and taken back by the Yitian Sect to recuperate. So, I sent the other injured Junior Brothers to the Yitian Sect to recuperate as well."
Luo Jianqing raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in surprise, "Is everyone injured? Is Li Xiuchen injured too?"
Nineteenth Junior Brother spread his hands and sighed, "Yes, many people were injured. It is said that several disciples in the Qi Refining Stage of their Yitian Sect died. But Senior Brother, you didn't see Li Xiuchen's injuries. It is said that they were terrible. His hand was broken and his eyes were blinded. I don't know what kind of ferocious monster he encountered in the vast wasteland that didn't kill him but left him in this state..."
As he spoke, Luo Jianqing led the disciples of Taihua Mountain to the Yitian Sect, ready to hand over to them.
Junior Brother Nineteen concluded, "Unless an elder from Qinglan Peak can refine an elixir specifically for Li Xiuchen's healing, he'll probably never recover. But he's just a new disciple, and the sect won't go to such lengths for him. Alas, Senior Brother, why didn't he just crush the jade token? Rewards dictate strength, truly..."
Luo Jianqing smiled and said, "Experience is always accompanied by danger. Fortune and wealth are sought in danger. Don't learn from him in the future. When it's time to give up, you must give up decisively."
Nineteenth Junior Brother nodded with a smile, revealing a row of white teeth.
After meeting Elder Zhao from the Yitian Sect, Luo Jianqing bowed gently, and the other party immediately returned the greeting flattered.
Luo Jianqing smiled and said, "Your sect has worked really hard to find the ruins this time. I will report my experience to the sect truthfully. After the elders of the sect inspect it, the reward for discovering the ruins will be sent to the Yitian Sect." After a pause, Luo Jianqing said, "I wonder how the disciples from Taihua Mountain who stayed in your sect are doing now?"
Elder Zhao said respectfully, "Except for a fellow Daoist at the second level of Qi Refining who seems to be seriously injured, everyone else is fine."
Luo Jianqing could already guess who was seriously injured without even mentioning the name. Although Li Xiuchen was quickly transported away, Luo Jianqing witnessed the severity of his injuries firsthand. Such injuries would be fatal for a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, and he was extremely surprised that Li Xiuchen hadn't died.
I thought so in my heart, but I couldn't show it on the surface.
A trace of difficulty appeared on Luo Jianqing's fair and elegant face. He sighed and said, "Since Junior Brother is so seriously injured, I wonder if you could let him recuperate in your sect? In his current condition, I'm afraid he's not suitable for a long journey."
Elder Zhao immediately said, "Alright! All of you fellow Daoists from Mount Taihua have just experienced a dangerous situation and are probably exhausted both physically and mentally. Daoist Luo, why don't you move to the gate of our Yitian Sect? We are willing to entertain you and allow you to practice and regulate your breathing."
Hearing this, Luo Jianqing's eyes slightly opened.
He originally just wanted to keep Li Xiuchen in the Yitian Sect, but he didn't expect Elder Zhao to make such a suggestion.
After thinking for a moment, Luo Jianqing smiled and nodded: "Then I'll trouble you, fellow Daoist."
Not long after, the group boarded Luo Jianqing's flying treasure ship and flew towards the gate of Yitian Sect. This rest lasted for three days. Yitian Sect treated these Taihua Mountain disciples to delicious food and drink, and did not dare to neglect even the new disciples in the first level of Qi Refining Stage.
On the third day, a handsome monk in green clothes stood in front of the bed, looking up at the lush green trees in the courtyard.
A pale yellow paper crane slowly flew in from the horizon, swaying through the vibrant flowers before finally landing in front of Luo Jianqing. It then spoke in human language, "Brother Luo, the information you were looking for has been found."
Luo Jianqing curled his thin lips slightly, and a dazzling smile appeared: "Second Junior Brother, I'm sorry to bother you. I wonder what's going on?"
This paper crane was crafted from high-level sound transmission notes, perfectly mimicking even the tone and voice of a human. A gentle voice emanated from the crane. Taihua Mountain's Second Senior Brother, Zuo Yunmo, smiled faintly and said, "True Lord Beidou was a cultivator in the Out-of-Body Stage a thousand years ago. He participated in a 230-year-long war between humans and demons. Later, he was pursued by a ninth-rank demonic beast, and his cultivation level plummeted from the Out-of-Body Stage to the Nascent Soul Stage..."
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