Old lady Wang swept around her vision, and then jumped in.
The rest supported by the elders and the seniors, entered the crevice and once they were all inside, the crack slowly closed.
After entering inside, Wang Lin swept away with his soul immediately, and found that except a few stone chambers there was nothing else, extremely shabby.
Liu Wenju after ensuring that everyone was there, said sternly: “Most of you can cultivate without the need for eating, for those with low cultivation, the stone chamber next door has some reserves of food, enough to last for several years. Me and Ancestor Wang will enter closed-door practise, cut off from outside affairs. So, regarding all the other things, you need to listen to how your Elders arrange things.”
The Old lady Wang said in a sinking tone: “The Heng Yue Sect, starting today, will go into closed-door practise for hundred years, a hundred years later we will take our revenge, all practise techniques, chants, any disciple after reaching the appropriate state, can go and get them from the Elders. Within these hundred years, unless a major event happens, no disciple is allowed to go out. Huang Long, you trio can also immediately start closed-door practise, if you try hard you can also reach Foundation building stage.”
The Huang Long trio nodded in agreement.
Liu Wenju’s eyes swept away, looking at the disciples, said: “Lu Song is responsible for arranging places of cultivation for disciples and the usual chores, Wang Lin, you come with me, I’ll arrange for you an exclusive place to practise.”