Cultivating Immortality in the Winter Wasteland.

Chapter 104 Undercurrent
The middle-aged monk's eyes showed a thoughtful look, and his expression was quite solemn.
dong dong dong dong!
A cheerful female voice sounded.

"Uncle Wei, disciple Su Jie has something to report!"

The middle-aged monk with gray hair on his temples lightly tapped his finger, and the three incense sticks quickly burned into one.
There doesn't seem to be anything unusual.
He said calmly, "Come in."

Su Jie, who had a cool temperament, pushed the door open and saluted the monk with gray hair on his temples.

The middle-aged man waved his hand.
"what's the matter?"

Su Jie said calmly: "Disciple wants to ask about the Alchemy Hall."

The middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples said calmly, "Senior Brother Zhao is already in charge of the Alchemy Hall. It will be foolproof. You don't need to worry."

The Hongyun Sect has an alchemy hall and a weapon refining hall.

The head of the Alchemy Hall is an old man named Huo who looks like a child. He is good at making elixirs, but not good at fighting.
The Alchemy Hall supplies elixirs to the Red Cloud Sect, which includes many disciples, as well as the Earth Lung Fire.

The fire of the earth's lungs is an excellent flame for refining elixirs, and the mountain where it is located is also an excellent Feng Shui treasure land.

Therefore, this place is extremely important to the Hongyun Sect.

Now that someone is trying to spy on the Alchemy Hall, the Red Cloud Sect has already sent more people to patrol near the Alchemy Hall.
Su Jie didn't say anything after hearing this.
Here, no matter how talented she is, she is still a junior.
There were many uncles who took turns to manage the affairs of the market, and Su Jie also came here to gain experience.
After all, if a cultivator just practices in isolation, he will easily be overthrown by someone of a lower realm.

The Hongyun Sect wants Su Jie to go further and has extremely high expectations for this female disciple with excellent character and talent.

There were undercurrents these days, but Su Jie made good arrangements.
It’s just that several disciples of the Red Cloud Sect have died recently, and the sect is asking for accountability, which seems to be a bit stressful.

"Uncle Wei, there have been too many strangers in the market recently. Although we have checked several times, I am afraid there are still some who have slipped through the net."

"Especially, there are many people hiding in the mountains, waiting for an opportunity to murder the disciples of the Red Cloud Sect."

"I want to lead more men into the mountains to raid the hideouts of these thieves."

Originally, Su Jie's attitude towards these people was not so radical, but now that they had directly killed several disciples of the Hongyun Sect, she suddenly felt murderous!
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man shook his head and said, "No, you should avoid chasing people in the mountains in the future."

Su Jie looked up, a puzzled look in her eyes.

"Why?"

The middle-aged monk with gray hair did not tell Su Jie about the strange phenomenon in the incense burner.

Instead, he said calmly, "There are undercurrents now, and someone is openly preparing to attack the Alchemy Hall. I suspect that the other party will make a big move. If you go into the mountain at this time, you might be ambushed, or if someone disregards their status and attacks the younger generation, even if you have some tricks, it will be difficult to resist."

Su Jie frowned and asked, "Will there be foundation-building cultivators participating in the battle?"

Foundation-building practitioners do not easily get involved in these matters.

Moreover, once the foundation-building cultivators arrive in sects like the Seven Stars Sect and the Five Poison Sect, they will come out in full force.

The middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples said, "It is better to be safe than sorry."

After a pause, the two middle-aged men with gray hair turned their heads, stared at Su Jie, and suddenly said:

"The ancestor took in another concubine yesterday. This is already the third one this month."

As a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, he knew a lot about Ancestor Hongyun.

Su Jie was very smart. She was silent for a moment after hearing this.

"Ancestor..."

She hesitated to speak, then shook her head and stopped talking.

The middle-aged monk with gray hair on his temples looked calm and smiled slightly: "I told you these things to make you aware of the situation. You are too talented, and I don't want you to fail in this matter."

Su Jie bows.

She was about to leave.

This middle-aged man with an outstanding temperament and a clean face reminded again:
"You must be careful recently. If someone in the sect sends you a message without my knowledge, you must report it to me immediately."

Su Jie's body was shocked, and she turned around and looked at the middle-aged monk in disbelief.

"Uncle Wei..." The middle-aged man did not look at her, but turned around and faced the incense burner again.

His tone was extremely calm.

"Go ahead, remember my words, this is a time of trouble, be careful."

When Su Jie heard the middle-aged man's words, she had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Could it be that in the sect..."

In an instant, many speculations emerged in Su Jie's mind.

………………

In the barren mountains,

There is a secluded cave here. It is not cold and damp, but extremely dry.

On a raised stone in the cave, there stood an old dwarf.
This person's life was extremely strange, with drooping eyebrows and fierce eyes.

That kind of ferocity seemed to be engraved in their bones, making people shudder.

At this time, a woman in red walked into the cave.

The woman in red has a beautiful figure.

Earlier, when she and the dwarf old man were besieging the Red Cloud Sect disciples, a small red snake had been wrapped around her wrist.
At this moment, the woman in red looked extremely calm, and the whereabouts of the little red snake was unknown.

After the red-dressed woman came in, she said respectfully to the dwarf old man, "Elder Nangong, Zheng Fengming has not returned yet. Should we wait for him?"

The old dwarf's eyes were half open and half closed at this time. He smiled slightly when he heard this.
"Wait a moment longer."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and stood on the sharp rock, his body motionless.

As if connected with the rocks, it gives people a very ancient feeling.

If you look closely, you can see that his skin has turned the same color as the rock, and his breathing has become extremely slow.

After hearing what the old man said, the woman in red stood aside with her hands folded, waiting.
A moment later, a small red snake swam over quickly, at an extremely fast speed, and arrived in front of the woman in the blink of an eye.
He pounced on the woman like lightning, circled around her chest a few times, and then slipped into her through her collar.

Then a head appeared and made a buzzing sound.

The red-dressed woman listened attentively, and after a moment she said to the dwarf old man, "Elder Nangong, the people from Gusu Mountain are here."

The old dwarf responded softly and slowly opened his eyes.

"Let's go and meet them."

At this time, he became unprecedentedly friendly and his attitude was very puzzling.

Although the woman in red didn't understand, she still followed closely.

They came out of the cave and walked forward for a distance.

A young Taoist priest came slowly with a long sword on his back, and a dragon-shaped ornament hung on his waist.
His clothes were extremely old-fashioned, his eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were bright, and he looked elegant and romantic.

There were two people beside him.
A sturdy man with a dark complexion, who did not look like a cultivator, but rather a blacksmith.

The other person was much more normal, a young man with a wooden hairpin in his hair and a calm expression.

When the dwarf old man saw the young Taoist priest, he was the first to speak with a smile and said, "So it is the Lord of Liangshan who has come in person. Please do not blame me for not welcoming you in person."

The young Taoist priest with the long sword on his back smiled and said, "It's been a long time since we last met. You look a little older."

The old dwarf stood with his hands behind his back, appearing extremely respectful.

The young Taoist priest said calmly: "How are the preparations going?"

The dwarf old man said respectfully: "The only missing one is the Qin family."

(End of this chapter)