Phoenix Destiny Chapter 3: There is no way to see you

　　 Lu Qingyi has lived for more than 20 years and has never traveled far. He thought very simple, and only knew how difficult it was to travel.

　　 Four of them, Lu Mingshu is too young, she herself is half-deadly ill. If Hui Niang and A Sheng hadn't insisted on sending them off, I'm afraid they would have to go back out of Qingfeng Town.

　　 Even if they send it off, it’s not easy. You need to take care of food and accommodation along the way. If you miss the inn, you will have to sleep. Lu Qingyi's medicine can't be cut off, and you have to be careful of bandits... A Sheng is honest and honest, Hui Niang is a weak woman, the two have never left Qingfeng Town in their lives, how much knowledge can they have ? From Dongyue to Xichuan, it was thousands of miles, stumbling and stumbling all the way, walking for more than half a year, and the hardships were not enough for outsiders.

　　 When I arrived at Xichuan, the real trouble came.

　　 "Walk around, haven't you said it? We are not called Fu Ze in Jiuyao Palace!"

　　 Jiuyao Mountain, where the Jiuyao Palace is located, is the first mountain range in Xichuan, with nine peaks in total. The terrain is steep and the peaks and ridges are continuous, waiting for idlers to go up. When they thought of looking for someone in Jiuyao Palace, they could only go to Jiulu Prefecture at the foot of the mountain, where there was the lower courtyard of Jiuyao Palace.

　　 But Asheng went several times in a row, but was driven away by the janitor.

　　 Asheng is not good at words, and he is so anxious: "How come there is no? Then, that is our master, he, he is the head!"

　　 "What nonsense? Our boss is not called Fu Ze. Go away, go away, you're welcome if you don't go again."

　　 Asheng still refused to leave. In the end, it was nothing more than a few more hits, and he had to leave.

　　 He returned to the small inn where he lived temporarily. Hui Niang was serving Lu Qingyi to drink medicine. Seeing Ah Sheng doing this, she sighed, "Is it still not possible?"

　　Asheng lowered his head.

　　 Lu Qingyi was lying on the bed at this time, there was no blood on his face, and his lips were as white as paper. The conditions were not good, and the room was filled with a faint smell of sweat, mixed with the smell of medicine, which was disgusting.

　　 When they arrived in Xichuan, they didn't have much money left on them, but the banknotes given by the woman were still there, but Lu Qingyi refused to use them, so they could only live in this small inn.

　　 Lu Qingyi coughed twice, and said: "Tomorrow, I will go in person. No matter what, I will be his wife of the knot, and he will always come out when the trouble is too big."

　　 "Madam!" Hui Niang said anxiously, "How can you withstand the toss of your body now?"

　　When she was in Dongyue, Lu Qingyi was half-dead, and she was exhausted all the way.

　　 "But it's not a solution to drag it down like this. The more I can't keep it going, the faster I have to find a way out for Ming Shu."

　　 "Madam..."

　　 "Mother." Lu Mingshu opened the door and came in, "Maybe there is a way."

　　 all say that suffering grinds people, along the way, Lu Mingshu grows up day by day, speaks and acts, and is no longer as childish as before. She used to have grandpa here, so she just had fun, but now that grandpa is gone, and my mother is sick again, she can't be naive anymore.

　　 "What can I do?" Lu Qingyi asked.

　　 Lu Mingshu said: "Just now I saw that the street was cleaning everywhere, so I asked the boss. The boss said that in a few days, Master Lian Zhen of Zhongzhou Qizhenguan will come to Xichuan, and the head of Jiuyao Palace should be there. Welcome to Jiulu Prefecture."

　　Asheng and Hui Niang are overjoyed.

　　 Hui Niang said: "Asheng and I will stop him!"

　　 Lu Qingyi showed a rare smile: "If you have a chance..."

　　 Asheng went to inquire about the matter in detail, while Hui Niang went to wash the laundry. Only the mother and daughter were left in the house.

　　 Lu Mingshu took off his shoes and went to bed, gently leaning against his mother: "Mother."

　　 "Hmm." Lu Qingyi stroked the top of her head.

　　"I inquired, he...changed his name and is now Fu Shangqing. He married the daughter of the former head of Jiuyao Palace six years ago and had two children."

　　 Lu Qingyi paused.

　　 "Mother!" Lu Mingshu raised his head, eyes seemed to have tears, "Shall we go back to Dongyue? He has forgotten us a long time ago, even the name is gone, I don't want such a father."

　　 Lu Qingyi's thin cheeks trembled: "Aren't you going to practice martial arts?"

　　"We Dongyue also have a sect, so we don't have to stay in Xichuan." Lu Mingshu hugged her, tears rolling down his chest, "I don't want father, I just want you to live."

　　 When Grandpa died, she felt very uncomfortable, as if her heart had been pierced. If the mother...she regretted it, why didn't she persuade her when she left?

　　 Lu Qingyi followed in tears. If she can be well, how can she be willing to send her daughter to the hands of that perfidious man? But when he was in Qingfeng Town, Doctor Hu had hinted that she was suffering from this illness. Coming along the way, I saw a lot of doctors along the way, without exception.

　　 "I heard that these martial arts practitioners will refine a lot of elixir." Lu Qingyi said softly, "If you really want to keep your mother alive, wait until you recognize your father, beg him, let him get the elixir Mother treats the disease, okay?"

　　 "Really?" Lu Mingshu's eyes lit up.

　　 "Really..." Lu Qingyi said, avoiding her daughter's gaze.

　　 After a few days, Jiulu Prefecture really became lively, loess pad roads, clean water splashing streets, and even roadside stalls were not allowed. Almost all the disciples in the lower courtyard of the Jiuyao Palace were sent out to clear the main road and not allowed to pass.

　　 Lu Mingshu mixed in the crowd, listening to other people's gossip.

　　 "What a big battle, what is the origin of this view of the seven truths? Actually, we want our head to come out to welcome him?" Jiulu Prefecture is at the foot of Jiuyao Mountain. The residents here are blessed by it, most of them are The family members of the disciples of the Jiuyao Palace have a strong sense of belonging to the Jiuyao Palace.

　　"I don’t know about the Seven Realms? One of the three schools in the world! The Seven Realms, Yuding Peak, and Tianhai Pavilion, these three schools can control the general trend of the world."

　　"What about our Jiuyao Palace?"

　　 "Our Jiuyao Palace is also very powerful, but it is still slightly inferior to the three schools in the world..." The speaker is a little bit empty, to say that a hundred years ago~IndoMTL.com~Jiuyao Palace is indeed only slightly inferior , But in recent years, the talents of Jiuyao Palace are scarce, which is a bit far behind the three factions...

　　"I’m not afraid of that. Our head is a genius that is difficult to produce in a century. After only seven years of official entry, he has reached the state of transcendence. Sooner or later, he has insight into the true meaning and become a master!"

　　 "Yes, yeah," the person's response was sincere, "Our Jiuyao Palace will definitely be able to carry forward in the hands of Fu."

　　 At noon, a group of people came slowly outside Jiulu Prefecture.

　　 This pedestrian, both on horseback and by car. Leading the way on both sides are the disciples of the Jiuyao Palace, and there are more than a dozen people, some wearing plain robes, and some wearing lay clothes.

　　 The Seven Realms of Taoism are Taoist temples, but they are not all Taoist priests. Instead, they are mostly lay disciples.

　　 "Look, that is Lord Lianzhen."

　　 Lu Mingshu sat on Ah Sheng's shoulder and looked over there.

　　 I saw two lay disciples stepped forward and lifted the curtain, one left and the other took a wheelchair from the carriage, and there was a teenager sitting in the wheelchair.

　　 This young man, who looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, has a face like a snowy peak under the blue sky, clear and high, and shining brightly. Although sitting in a wheelchair, he is not good at doing things, but he is quiet and uncommon.

　　The sons and daughters raised by the Xichuan water and soil tend to be rough and tycoons. Everyone has never seen such a character before, and they all looked dumbfounded.

　　 At this time, someone came on the other end quickly. The leader is a man in his thirties, with good facial features and flying eyes. Wearing the costume of the head of the Jiuyao Palace, he looks handsome and free, without losing his majesty.

　　 Seeing this man, Ah Sheng was so excited that he couldn't speak, and Hui Niang patted her on the back before she knew she shouted: "Master, Lord, I am Ah Sheng!"

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