There are too many girls, which greatly delays my cultivation of immortality.

White Jade Peak, Yuhu Palace, Alchemy Room.

Bai Yuansong looked at the pill bottles that Ye Qingchen had emptied with a serious look on his face.

The four clan members responsible for alchemy stood in a row in front of him, their heads lowered, waiting for the clan leader to speak.

"Alas!" Bai Yuansong sighed, "At this point, there is no other way. For a long time to come, the clan will not be able to supply these types of elixirs, and the overall cultivation process of our White Fox clan will be greatly delayed. . The four of you must be more attentive. You must not waste the elixir material, and strive to make sure the elixir comes out of the furnace."

All four tribesmen looked troubled. In Caiyu Mountain, they have learned to cultivate many kinds of spiritual grass artificially, and the resources of various elixirs are quite abundant, but the level of elixir refining is really limited.

It is not easy for them to produce one good-quality elixir out of ten furnaces. It is basically impossible to create an elixir from the furnace.

It is precisely because of this that each ethnic group attaches so much importance to resources. After all, there are too many resources to support it, and the losses are huge!

However, the four alchemy clan members could also tell that producing the elixir from the furnace was just an expectation of the clan leader, not a hard requirement.

One of the clan members responded: "Don't worry, clan leader, the four of us will do our best."

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone running outside shouting: "It's not good, it's not good!"

Bai Yuansong's face darkened, he turned around and left the alchemy room, and quickly walked to the front hall.

"What's so alarming?" Bai Yuansong asked.

The man ran up to him out of breath and said: "The people of the Ghost Wolf Clan are out in force and gathering under the White Jade Peak. They must be going up the mountain to seek revenge!"

"Ah?" The tribesmen around him became nervous.

Seeing the panic on the clan leader's face, Bai Yuanming stepped forward and comforted: "Eight members of the Golden Elixir Realm of the Ghost Wolf Clan were lost here yesterday, and the only one who was at the peak of the Golden Elixir, Lang Liqun, also died. Although there are still five Golden Elixirs on the Blue Jade Peak. Dan realm, but they are all below the late Golden Dan stage, and it is basically impossible to break through our palace-protecting formation. Why should we be afraid?"

Bai Yuansong shook his head and said: "If they want to seek revenge, they must fly directly to the Yuhu Palace. Gathering at the foot of the mountain, they must be waiting for help!"

"Ah?" Bai Yuanming's expression changed immediately, "Lang Liqun is dead, is it possible that Chi Yufeng and Huang Yufeng's gang are still willing to follow them?"

Bai Yuansong said: "The successor to the clan leader on Lan Yufeng must be Lang Liqun's second son, Lang Zixing. It is said that he was the one who designed Chi Yufeng and Huang Yufeng to submit."

Bai Yuanzheng hurriedly commanded: "Quickly, let all the tribesmen return to the palace and prepare to close the door and close the formation!"

Yuhu Palace, which had just been peaceful for a day and night, suddenly fell into panic again.

Bai Lingyao came to the entrance of the palace and looked at the frightened clansmen who were busy going back and forth, but she felt extremely calm and stable in her heart. He raised his head and looked at the mountains in the distance outside the palace gate, with warm anticipation in his eyes.

For some reason, she firmly believed that a miracle would definitely happen and the White Fox Clan would be able to overcome this difficulty.

"Miss!" Bai Lingxuan stood behind her and called softly, "Are you hoping that Mr. Ye will come to save us?"

Bai Lingyao turned around and smiled calmly at her: "For some reason, I feel that he is already a family with us, and he has always been with us."

Soon, Lang Zixing's mighty revenge team arrived in front of the Yuhu Palace.

Among them, there are five people in the Phantom Wolf Clan who are in the Golden Core Realm, three people in the Red Jade Peak Golden Core Realm, and two people in the Huangyu Peak Golden Core Realm. A total of ten people in the Golden Core Realm lined up in a row and blocked the entrance to the palace.

Not far behind, there were more than forty men and women in the foundation-building stage of the Ghost Wolf Clan. In this situation where the Jindan realm is overtaking, they can't be of much help. The purpose of coming here this time was to witness with my own eyes the process of the new patriarch's revenge for his father, and to rush in to vent his anger after the war.

"Old Yuan Song, come out and speak!" Lang Zixing shouted angrily at the palace gate.

Bai Yuansong walked slowly to the palace gate and looked at the angry Lang Zixing.

"Why are you here, good nephew?"

Lang Zixing gritted his teeth and said: "You know what trick your White Fox clan used to kill my father, eldest brother, and six elders of the Golden Core Realm. Today, I, Lang Zixing, have succeeded to the position of clan leader. Avenge your father and clan!"

Bai Yuansong smiled and said: "It was your father who came to attack our Yuhu Palace. We were forced to resist out of helplessness. How come we used tricks instead?

Besides, now that you have succeeded to the position of clan leader, isn’t it just what you want? Instead of thanking me, you came to accuse me? "

"Shut up, stop making excuses!" Lang Zixing saw that he was sarcastic as if nothing had happened. He turned pale with anger and shouted, "Bai Yuansong, if you obediently open the door and surrender, I will only kill three of your clan's Jindan realms and give you the white fox." There are Miao descendants left in the clan. If you resist stubbornly, after I break down the door, I will definitely slaughter all the Manchus of your White Fox clan!"

A tribesman in the middle stage of the Golden Core next to him said: "Bai Yuansong, you really can't blame us for this. It's really your White Fox tribe that bullied others too much! Even if your seniors, the Immortals, come back to ask questions, we, the Ghost Wolf tribe, will have our own reasons!"

"Senior, Immortal?" Lang Zixing snorted contemptuously, "There are people above them, but there is no one above us? Who is afraid of whom?

The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable. Today, I have no scruples. I will use Bai Yuansong’s fox head to pay tribute to my late father! "

A famous elder in the late Jindan stage urged: "Chief, don't talk nonsense to him, just do it!"

Lang Zixing saw that Bai Yuansong seemed to have no intention of giving in, so he pointed forward and ordered loudly: "Do it!"

The ten Jindan realm men immediately drew out their spiritual swords and attacked the barrier of the palace-protecting formation.

In the palace, the White Fox clan members each maintained their posts, constantly channeling their spiritual power to repair the wounds of the palace-protecting formation. However, the offensive outside was too fierce and the repair speed could not keep up.

If this continues, the enemy will break through the door without even using a stick of incense.

"Clan leader, I can't stand it any longer!" someone exclaimed.

Bai Yuansong lamented: "Yuan Ming, Yuan Zheng, are you afraid of death?"

"Don't be afraid!" Bai Yuanming and Bai Yuanzheng said in unison, answering firmly.

They naturally knew what the patriarch meant by asking this question.

A tribesman shouted: "Clan leader, our White Fox tribe advances and retreats together, and we live and die together. Don't surrender!"

Bai Yuansong straightened the collar of his clothes, stood up straight, and said righteously: "For the continuation of our clan, let the three of us sacrifice our lives for justice!"

"No!" Bai Lingyao cried and shouted, "Dad, if we hold on for a little longer, we will be able to withstand it!"

Bai Yuansong looked at his daughter with tears in his eyes, held her hand and said, "Live well!"

But I heard Lang Zixing laughing loudly and saying: "Bai Yuansong, just now I advised you to open the door but you refused, but now you want to sacrifice your life for justice. It's too late!"

An elder from the Ghost Wolf Tribe said with a smile: "That's right, their palace-protecting formation is about to be broken! How about using him to surrender? When we break the formation and enter the door, we will kill them all if we want to." , grab it if you want!"

Seeing that the enemy no longer accepted surrender, Bai Yuansong turned around and ordered: "All women retreat to the back hall, and the men are ready to fight!"

"Yes!" The male clan members agreed in unison.

"Dad, I won't leave!" Bai Lingyao shook her head vigorously.

Bai Lingyao cried loudly and looked at the sky outside the palace gate. However, there was nothing there but clouds.

Bai Yuansong supported his daughter's shoulders, leaned into her ear and whispered: "Obey! After they break the formation, the magic circle in the middle hall can still withstand it for a while. Take them out of the secret passage as soon as possible!"

"No!" Bai Lingyao collapsed and cried.

"Lingxuan, take Miss away!" Bai Yuansong ordered in a deep voice.

After saying that, he turned back resolutely, took out his spiritual sword, and prepared to fight.

Bai Lingxuan held Bai Lingyao's hand, and the two of them glanced at the sky outside the palace gate, but there was nothing there except clouds.

The miracle didn't happen in the end.

The two girls' hearts suddenly fell into the abyss and fell into despair.

"Miss, let's go!" Bai Lingxuan advised with tears in her eyes.

She gathered her spiritual power and took Bai Lingyao to fly towards the back hall.

She knew that the most sensible thing to do now was to evacuate and stay here, only to wait for death.

Bai Lingyao, who was being led by Bai Lingxuan, couldn't help but run towards the back hall, but her eyes were fixed on the sky outside the palace gate.