The Journey Against Time, I am the King of Scrolls in a Hundred Times Space

After successfully encircling and suppressing the remaining forces of the "Shadow Hall", Jianghu finally ushered in a relatively peaceful time. However, the wounds left by those fierce battles were like deep carvings, imprinted deep in the souls of everyone who experienced them. The once bustling and lively sect's residence is now devastated and desolate.

Lin Feng stood alone at the highest point of the sect, with the mountain breeze blowing over his face and ruffling his hair. His eyes were deep and distant, overlooking the land below that was undergoing difficult reconstruction work. The home that was once familiar has now become unrecognizable. The broken houses are like torn wounds, the charred land exudes the smell of the embers of war, and the martial arts training ground where there was once laughter and laughter is now silent and empty.

"Master, although we have won this time, the losses are really heavy. The reconstruction work of the sect is like a heavy mountain, weighing us down. This not only requires a lot of manpower, but also a huge demand for material resources. problem." A gray-haired elder slowly walked up to Lin Feng, his voice full of worry and exhaustion.

Lin Feng nodded slightly, his eyes still staring at the busy scene below without any flinching or wavering. "Elder, I understand what you said. But we cannot be knocked down by difficulties. No matter how bumpy the road ahead is, we must grit our teeth and go on, so that our sect can regain its vitality and restore its former glory." His The voices were firm and powerful, as if they were declaring their determination to the whole world.

In the martial arts training ground of the sect, the peace of the past was broken, replaced by the figures and shouts of the disciples training hard. Although the smoke of war has just dissipated and the pain on their bodies has not completely healed, they know that the dangers in the world are never really far away. Only by constantly improving your own strength can you stand firm in the storms of the future and better protect the justice in your heart.

"Everyone, work harder! Every move you make is a matter of life and death. Your moves must be as fast as lightning, and your withdrawals must be as steady as a mountain!" The burly instructor waved the wooden stick in his hand and shouted loudly. His voice was hoarse and passionate, and beads of sweat fell like rain on his forehead.

The disciples gritted their teeth and waved their weapons vigorously. Their clothes were already soaked with sweat, and their muscles were shaking from overexertion, but their eyes were full of persistence and tenacity. A young disciple almost dropped the sword in his hand due to lack of physical strength, but he took a deep breath, gripped the hilt again, and continued training.

"Don't give up! Remember, you are the hope of the sect and the defenders of justice in the world!" The instructor's voice sounded again, inspiring every disciple.

At the same time, various sects in the Jianghu Alliance are also undergoing profound self-reflection and rectification. In a solemn hall, the heads of various sects gathered together. The candlelight flickered, reflecting their solemn faces.

"This desperate battle with the 'Shadow Hall' has made us clearly see many of our own shortcomings. In terms of intelligence collection, our speed is too slow and our accuracy needs to be improved, which results in us being often passive in the battle. situation." Li Qingfeng sat at the head of the table and took the lead in breaking the silence. His voice was low and serious, and his eyes revealed a deep reflection on past mistakes.

Zhao Mingyue nodded slightly and continued: "There are also serious problems with the collaboration within our sect. At critical moments, orders cannot be conveyed quickly, and the cooperation between the branches is not tacit, which directly leads to many unnecessary mistakes in the battle. Casualties. Those young lives should not have been lost like this." Her voice was slightly choked, and her heart was full of grief and self-blame when she thought of those disciples who fell in the battle.

Everyone nodded, with heavy expressions on their faces. For a time, the hall fell into deep contemplation. Afterwards, everyone began to speak enthusiastically and discuss in depth how to improve and improve the alliance's operating mechanism.

"We need to establish a more efficient and accurate intelligence network. We must not only place informants throughout the world, but also cultivate a group of specialized talents who are proficient in intelligence analysis and transmission." A leader put forward his own suggestion.

"At the same time, each sect should strengthen daily communication and drills, become familiar with each other's tactics and styles, and form a true tacit understanding." Another leader added.

In a quiet study room of the sect, Lin Feng sat around with several core disciples. The sun shines on them through the windows, forming patches of mottled light and shadow. The table was filled with books and maps, and they were making plans for the future development of the sect.

"We cannot just be satisfied with this momentary victory, we must have a long-term vision and plan. We must establish a more complete and solid defense system to prevent evil forces like the 'Shadow Hall' from rising again and bringing us Disaster." Lin Feng tapped his fingers on the table, his tone firm and deep.

A young and witty disciple thought for a moment and said: "Master, I think we can strengthen exchanges and cooperation with other neutral forces in the world? Jointly maintain the peace and stability of the world. This will not only expand our influence, You can also get more support at critical moments.”

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into a brief thought. "It's a good idea, but you have to be careful when choosing who to work with. You need to have a deep understanding of their background and motivations to make sure their ideas are consistent with ours and they won't betray us at critical moments."

After a heated and in-depth discussion, they finally developed a series of detailed development plans. Including training a new generation of potential disciples to inject fresh blood into the sect; strengthening the construction of intelligence networks to ensure timely and accurate information; enhancing friendly relations with other righteous forces to form a strong alliance; at the same time, it is necessary to reform the internal management and training system of the sect to improve efficiency and combat effectiveness.

In the sect's warehouse, the atmosphere was tense and busy. The disciples in charge of logistics were counting supplies in sweat.

"This battle consumed a large number of weapons and elixirs, and the inventory is running out. We must find a way to replenish them as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous when we encounter a crisis next time." A disciple said anxiously while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"We also need to find better craftsmen and alchemists to improve the quality of our equipment and medicines. We can't always rely on the past, we must continue to innovate and make progress." Another disciple looked through the account book with a frown.

In every corner of the Jianghu, the story of the heroic fight against the "Shadow Hall" by the Jianghu Alliance was passed on by word of mouth and became a hot topic on the streets. Many young knights with dreams and a sense of justice came here in the hope of joining the Jianghu Alliance and contributing their own strength to this great cause of justice.

In front of the sect's mountain gate, a handsome and determined young knight bowed and said, "I heard about the heroic deeds of the Jianghu Alliance and admired it very much. I came here specially, hoping to become one of them, follow the predecessors, do justice, and eliminate violence and protect the good."

The elder in charge of recruiting new disciples carefully observed his martial arts moves and body movements, and talked with him to understand his character and morality. "Young man, the road to the Jianghu is full of hardships and dangers, you have to think about it."

"Elder, I have made up my mind. I am not afraid of hardships and obstacles. I just want to fight for justice!" The young knight answered without hesitation and full of determination.

During this difficult reconstruction period, Lin Feng did not slack off at all. He personally visited various sects and exchanged ideas and shared experiences with the masters. In Mingyue Sect, he discussed with Zhao Mingyue the improvement methods of cultivation; in Qingfeng Sect, he and Li Qingfeng studied the optimization strategy of tactical layout. Every exchange made him gain a lot and made the connection within the Jianghu Alliance closer.

At the same time, Lin Feng was always concerned about the recovery of the injured disciples. In a simple ward, he gently sat beside the bed of an injured disciple, held his hand, and sent him encouragement and support.

"Take good care of your injuries and don't worry about the sect. You are the heroes of the sect, and the future of the sect still needs your continued contribution." Lin Feng's voice was gentle and caring, making the injured disciples feel incomparable warmth and strength.

As time passed slowly, the reconstruction of the sect gradually achieved remarkable results. New houses rose from the ruins, solid and beautiful; the martial arts training ground was expanded and repaired, and the facilities were more complete; the internal management of the sect was more orderly, and the training of the disciples was more efficient.

However, Lin Feng knew clearly that this was just the beginning. The road ahead is long and tortuous, and unknown challenges and crises may come at any time. Their responsibility is not only to rebuild their homes, but also to protect the peace and justice of the entire Jianghu. This is an endless road, but they will go on firmly and never back down.