No matter how turbulent the outside world was, at least inside the Valley of Medicine Masters, it still looked peaceful, but no one knew how many undercurrents were surging under this calm exterior.
As the second disciple of the Valley of Medicine Masters, the heavy responsibility fell on Li Mao's shoulders as the eldest disciple had not returned yet. There were many things to worry about. In addition to patrolling the valley, he also had to calm the disciples' minds. It was not easy for him to calm them down for a while.
However, a disciple sent him a secret letter. After reading it, his expression immediately changed.
As night fell, most people fell into dreamland. A sneaky figure came to the front of the array and saw a few disciples guarding it under the moonlight.
There was an unknown fragrance in the air. The disciples yawned and began to feel drowsy. After a while, their heads drooped.