After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

Chapter 294 Everything is Fate

Seeing that the swords of the entire Sword Mountain began to stir, they all wanted to go to the center of the Sword Bone Cold Hill, surround Li Fuyi, and witness the birth of the new generation of Zichen Sword master.

Mo Zheng stared at the sword curtain that covered the sky and the loud rumbling sound.

It seems that Li Fuyi is making good progress in refining the Zichen Sword.

He quietly stood up, stepped onto the Xinyan Sword, brushed past many immortal swords, flew against the sword flow, and directly left the Sword Bone Cold Hill.

The moment she passed through the entrance, there was nothing unusual about the mandarin duck ring on her right ankle.

Just as he was about to urge Xinyan to speed up, he saw Uncle Master Jiuqi looking towards the entrance.

He barely managed to brake, and was startled. Why was Uncle Master Jiuqi here?!

I was worried about not being able to find a suitable excuse to get away with it.

Grandmaster Jiuxi suddenly closed his eyes and said, "Fate comes and goes, everything is fate. Fate gathers and disperses, it's all destiny."

"Go do what you want, kid."

"Master Jiuxi..." Mo Zheng was stunned. What did Master Jiuxi know?!

Seeing that he didn't move, Uncle Master Jiuqi simply turned his back and said, "Go, go... If we are destined to meet again, we will meet again."

Mo Zheng bowed deeply to his uncle-master Jiuxi, "Thank you, uncle-master."

Then he really flew away on his sword without hesitation.

Master Jiuxi released his hand that was pressing on his collar, and a small baby impatiently emerged from his arms. It was a furry little monkey.

It sniffed, as if it smelled the lingering scent of Mo Zheng in the air, and then chirped anxiously at Master Jiuxi, as if asking something.

The little monkey pulled Master Jiuxi's beard and then pulled his hair, looking anxious and restless.

Uncle Master Jiuqi just stared quietly at the direction where Mo Zheng left and bowed respectfully.

Then he took the naughty little monkey into his hands and said, "Stop making trouble. Forcing him to stay may not be a good thing for him."

"Since you can sense life and death, honor and disgrace, don't you understand the truth behind it even more than I do?"

Hearing this, the little monkey stopped even crying.

He jumped onto Uncle Master Jiuqi's face and started scratching it, determined to turn the old man into a clown.

The man and the monkey fought for a long time. Finally, Uncle Master Jiuqi, with bruises on his face and his beard pulled out, was able to subdue the grinning three-fingered monkey.

He gritted his teeth, lectured in a low voice, and slowly walked back to the back mountain.

Mo first returned to Tianze Peak. Lin Moran and Qiao Qianan happened to be instructing Jiuhua on basic skills. He deliberately coughed non-stop.

Lin Moran was naturally the first to run to his side, "Master, weren't you at the Sword Bone Cold Hill accompanying Junior Brother Fuyi in refining the Purple Star Sword?"

Seeing Mo Zheng coughing non-stop, he quickly patted his back to calm him down, "What's wrong again? You're coughing so badly."

(Tongzi!) Mo Zheng signaled Tongzi to disguise his physical condition as if his end was near.

Otherwise, it would be difficult not to reveal flaws in front of the two medical masters Qiao Qianan and Nan Yubai.

Tongzi naturally understood, "Got it, adjusted. Fanfan, pay attention. I'll faint in three seconds."

Mo Zheng smiled at Lin Moran as usual, "Master suddenly felt something, so I hurried back to see you."

Then he felt the world spinning, his vision swaying violently, and he heard Lin Moran's cry, "Qian'an! Quick!"

Qiao Qianan came over quickly, "Don't worry, let me take a look."

Jiuhua ran over panting, shouting "Master!" with such anxiety that his voice almost broke.

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When I woke up again, everyone in the room had their brows furrowed, their faces heavier than each other, and the atmosphere was very solemn.

Jiuhua, who was guarding beside him, was very excited when he saw him wake up: "Master...Master, you are awake!"

Instantly drawing everyone's attention to him, Mo Zheng blinked at Jiuhua and smiled brilliantly: "Jiuhua, help Master sit up."

Jiuhua quickly stacked the two pillows together so that Mo Zheng could lean more comfortably.

Mo Zheng touched the top of his head and said, "Go to the small kitchen and boil some water and bring some tea."

Jiuhua didn't want to leave, so he just lowered his head.

He just saw his senior brother-in-law and his uncle Yu Bai taking his senior master's pulse. Both of them shook their heads with very ugly expressions.

They also deliberately sent him to fetch water to prevent him from hearing the diagnosis.

But he could feel that his master's condition was very bad, and he didn't want to leave at all.

Seeing that he refused to move, Mo Zheng said to Lin Mo Ran who was standing beside him: "Xiao Ran, take Jiu Hua with you. I have something to say to your uncles and aunts."

Lin Moran naturally refused to move either. Mo Zheng sighed and turned to Qiao Qianan, "Qianan..."

Qiao Qianan knew in his heart that he and Nan Yubai had both confirmed that Mo Zheng's pulse was weak and that although he seemed calm on the surface, it was actually a sign of a last gasp of vitality.

Although he didn't know what exactly happened, he and Nan Yubai were both diagnosed, so he thought it must be correct.

Faced with the request of a dying person, especially when this person is his Taoist partner's master, he naturally cannot turn a deaf ear to it.

He stood up, took Jiuhua and Lin Moran in each hand and walked outside. He happened to meet Hua Jiantang who had rushed back, and was stopped outside by him.

As soon as she walked out of the yard, Lin Moran eagerly shook off Qiao Qianan's hand, grabbed his arm with her backhand, and asked in a tearful voice: "My master... is he really..."

She tried hard to hold back her tears, so she didn't let them spill out. "Qian'an, please think of a way to help me save my master, okay?"

Qiao Qian looked at his wife with red eyes, and Jiuhua was holding his other hand tightly, with a pleading look in his eyes.

He sighed heavily, met Hua Jiantang's stunned expression, and said softly, "If there's a way, even if you have to cut off my flesh for medicine, I'll do it."

"But this pulse shows that the patient's lifespan is almost over... I really can't do anything." Medicine has its limits, and life and death are determined by fate.

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Moran's tears began to fall, and Jiuhua also started crying.

Before Jiuhua could cry out, Qiao Qianan covered her mouth tightly, "Don't shout!"

"Right now, Immortal Lord Ying Xi is at the end of his life. If he starts crying, it will harm him, and his stay will probably be even shorter."

"If you want him to stay longer, just pretend you know nothing and spend more time with him."

Qiao Qianan sighed in his heart, thinking that Immortal Lord Ying Xi might have sensed something as well, which was why he left Li Fuyi and suddenly returned from Jiangu Hanqiu.

Now, there is very little that he and Nan Yubai can do. They can only make him stay a little longer.

Unlike Lin Moran and Jiuhua who were immersed in sadness, Hua Jiantang's expression changed continuously, and anger emanated from him uncontrollably.

He asked coldly, "Brother-in-law, was my master attacked by someone, or was he seriously injured and unable to recover, to end up in this situation?"

After hearing this, Lin Moran opened her eyes wide and looked at Qiao Qianan.

Qiao Qianan guessed why he asked this and what he meant.

He shook his head and said, "Junior Brother Hua, you're worrying too much. Immortal Lord Yingxi's pulse is exactly what one would expect from someone whose lifespan has run out. It's accurate to the last detail."

"If there's something else, even if I don't tell you, Master Nanfeng won't let it go."

Hearing this, Hua Jiantang's eyes finally turned red and tears flowed out involuntarily.