"Thank you to the two deacons for their previous recommendation. I am very grateful. Time is urgent, so I don't want Mr. Fei to wait too long. I will go in first."

Liu Wuxie took back the token, hugged the two of them, and then stepped into the Divine Medicine Hall.

With Fei Lao's token, Liu Wuxie had an unimpeded journey.

I asked around along the way and quickly found a place to pick up drinks.

The building is similar to the Merit Hall, which is mainly responsible for the affairs of the Divine Medicine Hall and is not aimed at outside disciples.

After receiving a total of ten jars, Liu Wuxie put the storage ring away, then turned around and walked out.

When walking back, Liu Wuxie deliberately slowed down and looked towards the Divine Medicine Garden behind the Divine Medicine Hall with the help of his ghost eyes.

As soon as the divine consciousness left the Divine Medicine Hall, it was counterattacked by a powerful defensive formation.

Liu Wuxie immediately withdrew his consciousness, and just the force from the shock made him dizzy.

Fortunately, the sacrifice was a ghost eye. If the soul entered it, the consequences would be disastrous.

Behind the Divine Medicine Hall is a forbidden area. Even if you are a disciple of the Divine Medicine Hall, if you want to enter it, you need to go through various checks.

I saw many disciples along the road. They were wearing the unique dark green robes of the Divine Medicine Palace. Through a strange portal, they could go to the back of the Divine Medicine Palace.

These disciples are responsible for picking the magic medicine every day, as well as planting, sorting, and transporting the magic medicine. The workload is extremely heavy.

Liu Wuxie seemed to understand why these super large sects recruit a large number of disciples every year.

To maintain the operation of a sect, just those disciples are not enough, it also requires countless people to work silently behind the scenes.

To avoid making people suspicious, Liu Wuxie quickly arrived at the entrance of the Divine Medicine Hall.

The two deacons guarding the Temple of Divine Medicine sat there with their eyes closed to meditate.

"May I ask what you call the two deacons?"

He would inevitably have to deal with them in the future, and Liu Wuxie had to establish a good relationship with them.

"My surname is Shan and his surname is Yu. You can just call us Deacon Shan and Deacon Yu."

Shan Zhi introduced himself beforehand, and then pointed to Deacon Yu standing aside.

Although he is a deacon, to put it bluntly, he is just a gatekeeper, and he has no status in the Divine Medicine Hall.

"Two deacons, I don't know why Mr. Fei likes to live alone in the depths of the mountains instead of living in the Divine Medicine Palace."

After several exchanges, they became familiar with each other, and Liu Wuxie had previously sent a large number of divine crystals, so the two deacons did not deliberately make things difficult for Liu Wuxie.

"do not you know?"

Deacon Shan said doubtfully.

Thinking that Liu Wuxie was just a new disciple, he quickly understood.

"More than a thousand years ago, Mr. Fei made a mistake in operation, which caused hundreds of thousands of magical herbs to wither overnight, causing great losses to the sect. Since then, Mr. Fei has been depressed and alone.

I moved to the stream valley, and except for coming to the Divine Medicine Palace every day to plant the magical medicine and deal with some problems with the magical medicine, I never stay in the Divine Medicine Palace."

Deacon Yu said with a sigh on his face.

This matter is not a secret in the Divine Medicine Palace. A thousand years ago, before they joined the sect, they also learned about it from other deacons.

"I see!"
Chapter completed!