At this time, among the many medicine fields on the mountain peak, all the miraculous medicines were destroyed, a large area of ancient forest was leveled, and the Lingquan secluded pool dried up.


    The monster on the peak, fierce beast, either dies or runs away.


    Even many slaves on Chaotian mountain were affected by coercion and suffered heavy casualties!


    Chaotian peak, which originally had sufficient aura and full of vitality, became lifeless and desolate.


    "Damn rivers and mountains, if it weren''t for him, my Chaotian peak wouldn''t be like this!"


    Luo Zheng was very rich at this time and didn''t care about the wealth of Chaotian peak, but he was very angry when he looked at the picturesque peak.


    He was observing the situation of Chaotian peak, but after a while, more than a dozen people flew out of the peak and rushed over.


    "Little martial uncle, you''re back!"


    Among them, there are five daughters, Mei Yuniang and sun Xiuying, who are sweating and tired.


    "Master Feng, we chaotianfeng suffered heavy losses this time. More than 100 people died. If these people didn''t help in time, I''m afraid more people would die."


    A slave leader also came and reported.


    It turned out that after Luo Zheng left, other onlookers also left one after another. Mei Yuniang and several true disciples did not leave.


    They stayed on Chaotian peak to rescue some injured slaves, saved some medicine fields that could be rescued, and helped some lingmu precious trees whose roots had not been completely broken, which reduced many losses for Chaotian peak.


    "Thank you very much!"


    Luo Zheng was moved and looked at Xiang Mei, Yu Niang, sun Xiuying, Gong Qingxia, quruyan, and five women arched their hands and said.


    Then, his eyes moved, fell on several others, smiled and said, "Luo Zheng, thank you for your help. After this, there must be a heavy thank you. I don''t know what you call it?"


    "My name is Zhou Changguang. These are my close friends in the sect. We admire uncle Luo''s personality and cultivation strength, so we volunteered to stay and help. Uncle Luo doesn''t have to be angry with our family."


    At this time, a tall young man came out and saluted.


    It turned out that there were eight people left, all of whom were true disciples of the sect.


    "I didn''t expect that although this time it caused a lot of trouble, it also had some unexpected benefits."


    Luo Zheng nodded slightly and glanced away from the eight true legends. He already understood the meaning of these people in his heart, "well, everyone has worked hard. Let''s have a rest in my black jade cold palace building!"


    There are two kinds of true disciples of Lianqi sect.


    Some are gifted, or born noble, with the support of large families behind them, and even some are the princes and princes of the Empire.


    These people have countless resources. They can get all kinds of miraculous medicines and elixirs without trouble. Their accomplishments have made rapid progress and have a great future.


    Others are from small families, even poor families, with limited resources. They have to fight for every bit of resources they get, and the entry of cultivation is much slower.


    Such true disciples are naturally powerless in the sect, and even bullied. They often choose to take refuge in some rich and powerful true disciples or elders.


    Luo Zheng looked at several people and immediately knew that these people wanted to take refuge in themselves.


    Although these true disciples all have their own peaks and treasure towers, there are only a few dozen of the 10000 peaks of Lianqi sect.


    Other hills with thousands of feet or so naturally have limited wealth.


    Zhou Changguang and others were overjoyed to hear that Luo Zheng asked them to rest in the treasure building.


    Although I didn''t say it clearly, those who can become the true biography of the weapon refining sect, without fools, naturally understand that Luo Zheng agreed to accept them.


    "Thank you, martial uncle, but now the peak is deserted everywhere. Many injured slaves need treatment. Some extremely precious tree species also need to be planted and cultivated in places with plenty of vitality. We need to do many things, so we won''t rest for the time being."


    Zhou Changguang and others shook their heads and said.


    At this time, most of the servants of chaotianfeng were injured, but there was a shortage of manpower.


    "You take the injured slaves to the front of the building of the black jade cold palace, and I''ll treat them."


    Luo Zheng thought a little and said.


    Zhou Changguang was puzzled, but he didn''t ask much. He immediately dispersed and sent all the injured slaves around Chaotian peak.


    Chaotian peak covers a very wide area, and there are more than 1000 slaves. These slaves are all martial artists in the realm of strengthening the internal organs. However, due to the limitation of talent and resources, they can not enter the nine levels of Tianyuan, so they put themselves into the tool refining sect as slaves.


    This time, there were three or four hundred injured slaves alone, of which broken hands and feet were not serious injuries. Some even flattened their heads, some burst their bodies, exposed their viscera, and their intestines ran outside.


    Just to heal these injured slaves, we don''t know how many pills to consume.


    Looking at some slaves involved for no reason, Luo Zheng''s face was cold.


    The loss of Chaotian peak this time is too heavy!


    Jiangshan and eight demon kings, damn it!