Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 398 Goodbye

These people are just ordinary monks in Zhao State, some of them are even casual cultivators, so they don't know much about them.

But the general trend of the world has changed, but it is already clear.

When the two were retreating, the cultivators headed by Xiandao and the evil way headed by the Blood Fiend Sect had been fighting for years.

Today, the war situation is spreading more and more widely.

Many Taoist monks lost their lives, and even the aloof Jindan Grandmaster occasionally heard of his death.

It is conceivable how fierce the battle at the core should be?

Even the country of Zhao, which is far away, has been involved and has begun to recruit monks.

The two had no intention of stopping them.

Watching these people go away, walking to the distance, after a long time, Mo Qiucai looked away.

"Senior Sister."

"What are your plans next?"

The world changes, beyond the two people's expectations.

They never thought that after such a long time, the evil way has not receded, and the fight is even more victorious.

Even Xiandao took the initiative to play.

As for the end of the Zongmen and the Wei Dynasty, it is foreseeable.

After all, there were too many evil masters who emerged at that time, and it was inevitable that the sect could not resist.

"Intention." Wang Qiaoxi raised her head upon hearing the words, her beautiful eyes flickering:

"Since the sect is gone, there is nothing we can do when we go back, so we might as well find another way out."

Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a little surprise on his face.

"Don't look at me like that." Seeing this, Wang Qiaoxi smiled wryly:

"It's not that I'm unsympathetic, but that Uncle Li said before coming here what to do in such a situation."

"Leave the seeds, and continue the inheritance in the future, instead of desperately wanting to die with the evil way."

"in this way……"

She sighed softly:

"Only by living longer can the sect have the hope of reappearing."

"En." Mo Qiu nodded slowly:

"It seems that the senior sister has already gone."

"Not bad." Wang Qiaoxi settled down and said:

"I have a token from my master, which allows me to enter the true immortal way as a disciple of the next sect."

"True immortal way?"

Don't beg your eyes to be stunned. During the seventeen years of retreat, the other party once said that the Cangyu Sect has a deep relationship with the True Immortal Dao.

Similar to Nine Evil Palace and Blood Evil Sect.

One is the lower case and the other is the upper case.

If there are outstanding disciples in the sect, they can also join them as the next sect.

"Junior brother." Wang Qiaoxi looked sideways and said:

"True Immortal Dao is one of the three righteous Dao. It is said that there is a real Nascent Soul sitting in the town, and there are countless inheritances in it."

"The two of us have already forged the Dao Foundation, and together with the sect's token, it's not difficult to find a foothold there."

"He has achieved something in his studies, and until he has no further progress, we can invite them out and reproduce the Cangyu School."

"At that time..."

"You and I are the ancestors of the sect passed down from generation to generation!"

Her beautiful eyes flickered, her eyes were burning, and her tone was even more excited. She was obviously very satisfied with the planned route.

Mo Qiu didn't say a word.

He doesn't have deep feelings for the Cangyu Sect, and he has no intention of taking on the responsibility of reappearing the sect.

Besides.

There must be more than two people who survived this time, maybe even Senior Dao Ji survived.

In this way, there is no such thing as an ancestor of inheritance.

"What?" Wang Qiaoxi frowned:

"Brother has other plans."

"Not bad." Mo Qiu nodded and said:

"Senior sister, you should know that the inheritance of the four peaks of the Cangyu School is different."

"The Chihuofeng lineage actually comes from the Taiyi Sect, and the Chihuo Patriarch is the descendant of the Taiyi Sect's Pure Yang Palace lineage."

"The exercises I cultivate also belong to this vein. If you want to go further, this is the best inheritance."

"Taiyizong." Wang Qiaoxi's eyes flickered:

"Junior brother wants to join this sect? But I heard that Taiyi sect treats foreign disciples extremely harshly."

"Also, although Taiyi Sect is good, it can't compare to the True Immortal Dao."

She still hopes that Moqiu can be with her, perhaps for the sake of taking care of each other.

Maybe something else...

"True immortality is uncommon." Mo Qiu nodded, cupping his fists:

"So, here, Mo Mou first congratulates the senior sister, and hopes that the senior sister will forget the grudges and have a successful career in the future."

There was a sudden silence in the field.

Wang Qiaoxi lowered her head and remained silent.

a long time.

Said shyly:

"Junior brother is sure to worship Taiyi sect?"

Mo Qiu opened his mouth: "Junior Brother Zheng Song gave me something as a gift before he passed away. With it, I can worship Taiyi Sect."

"That's it..." Wang Qiaoxi nodded slowly, then looked up, and there was some hope in the soundtrack:

"No, how about Junior Brother taking me to Taiyi Sect?"

Don't ask for a moment.

He looked at Wang Qiaoxi, as if he had guessed something, his expression changed, and he fell silent.

True immortality is undoubtedly better and more suitable for Wang Qiaoxi, but she is still willing to go to Taiyizong.

paused.

Mo Qiu shook his head lightly:

"Sorry, the token in my hand can only allow one person to worship the sect, and the destination of the senior sister should be the real fairy."

"Yeah?"

Wang Qiaoxi's face showed bitterness, the joy of just getting out of trouble was gone now.

A complex emotion echoed in her heart.

Taking a deep breath, she said in a muffled voice:

"Since that's the case, we don't have to go to Xiandao anymore. We can go directly to Zhenxian Dao and Taiyi Sect, and we can travel together for a while."

There was a little reluctance in her voice.

"No need." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"Senior Sister has entered the Daoist Foundation. The world is so big that I can go there. I still have something to do and I need to go back to the Kingdom of Jin, so I won't go with you."

"Jin Kingdom?" Wang Qiaoxi raised her head, blinked her moist eyes for some reason, and asked:

"I remember, the younger brother said that he was from the state of Jin, and the war has also affected that place now, but how about looking for an old friend?"

"Not bad." Mo Qiu nodded.

"woman?"

"yes."

"I see."

Wang Qiaoxi bowed her head, sighed softly, shook her head slightly, and flicked the colorful embroidery, she was already fleeing into the distance.

Don't ask for a single person when you stay alone, stand alone in emptiness.

…………

three months later.

Dajin, Changxiu County.

Lingsu faction.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the mountain gate carved out of huge stones and the three big characters on it, Mo Qiu's eyes couldn't help but become a little complicated.

Many years have passed.

Dong Xizhou actually established another Lingsu faction here, and it became the largest force in the county.

Familiar mountain gate, familiar stone steps.

"Mr. Mo, this is the Lingsu School." A dignified lady got off the carriage from behind and said:

"Headmaster Dong of the Lingsu Sect is skilled in medicine and has the ability to rejuvenate. It's a pity that he is old and has stopped doing it in the past few years. I only met him a few times when I was young."

"However, his disciples are all extraordinary, including Jiang Mengshu, Qiu Liang, and Xun Daxia. As long as they can take action, they can easily diagnose and treat even stubborn illnesses."

"Xun Daxia?" The familiar names made Moqiu a little dazed.

"Yes." The lady nodded, she seemed to have a good impression of the middle-aged man she met on the road, and said:

"Xun Changshou, Xun Daxia, not only has excellent medical skills, but it is said that he is also very powerful in martial arts. He is a congenital master and the number one master in Changxiu."

"Xun Changshou, congenital..." Mo Qiu sighed softly:

"Where are the elders of these people?"

"Elder?" The lady's face was blank:

"These people are not young anymore, most of their elders are probably not alive."

"Yeah?"

Mo Qiu nodded and walked up the mountain.

His steps were not too big, and his speed was not too fast, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The noble lady behind was stunned, and the whole group of entourage also showed surprise, except for one Houtian warrior who suddenly tensed up.

"Master!"

"Ma'am, this Mr. Mo is probably not simple. This kind of status... is really something I have only seen in my life."

"Really?" The lady blinked, then smiled lightly:

"It's okay, Mr. Mo's behavior is extraordinary in every way, obviously he is not an ordinary person."

"Maybe it's because you are in a hurry to ask for medicine, so don't take it to heart."

"yes."

The guard bowed his head and said yes.

The familiar stone steps, familiar buildings, and the scene in front of him made Mo Qiu feel in a trance.

Is this the Lingsu School of Changxiu County, or the Lingsu School of Dong'an Mansion?

why...

so alike?

Stopping in front of the medicine hall, many people seeking medical treatment and medicine came and went in a hurry, just like the memory.

His eyes flickered, and his figure had disappeared in place.

There are so many people in the field, but it seems that no one has seen this scene. Even if someone saw it, they would subconsciously ignore it.

back mountain.

A secluded courtyard.

"Crackling..."

The courtyard door was gently pushed open, and the old man who was resting alone in the courtyard frowned slightly upon hearing the sound.

"Is there something wrong?"

His voice is hoarse, weak, full of vicissitudes, and even more deeply tired.

"Da da……"

No one answered, only the sound of footsteps slowly approaching.

"Why!"

Dong Xizhou sighed, and opened his eyes with some difficulty, and the cloudy eyes reflected a person.

"Who are you……"

The strange yet somewhat familiar figure made him hesitate.

"Senior Dong." Mo Qiu stopped and cupped his hands:

"Haven't seen you for many years, how have you been?"

"you……"

The familiar voice made Dong Xizhou's body tremble, and his eyes suddenly opened wide:

"Don't ask!"

"it's me."

…………

Inside the house.

Incense curls up.

Dong Xizhou hunchbacked and bowed, and struggled to pick up the tea, waved his hands to refuse Mo begged for help, and filled the tea himself:

"This is the fragrant tea I grew in Medicine Valley. I brought the seeds here, and now I have planted a piece of it here."

"Try it!"

"Thank you senior."

Don't ask for it, and take back the gaze that fell on the other party.

Dong Xizhou was already old, his face was full of age spots, and his energy was dissipated, like a candle in the wind.

Maybe.

A cold wind, a sneeze, may take him away.

"Good tea!"

"Of course it's good tea."

Dong Xizhou grinned, his teeth had long since fallen out, and his voice had become weak, but his spirit seemed surprisingly good, his eyes almost shining.

Maybe.

It's because I saw my old friend.

"Wan'er has been back." Dong Xizhou said slowly.

"Oh!" Mo Qiu's eyes moved slightly:

"How is she now?"

"That was 20 years ago, she had entered the Dao with martial arts, refined Qi to the seventh level, and had a better future than me." Dong Xizhou smiled gratifiedly, and sighed again:

"Unfortunately, she was unable to see her mother in Xiandao. It is said that because of an accident, she and that man died on the way to Xiandao."

"That's good, one less thought."

Mo Qiu put down the tea and didn't make a sound.

"Miss Lu is very talented, she is expected to be a Daoist, and maybe she has become a high-ranking Daoist monk now." Dong Xizhou raised his head with complicated eyes:

"I told Xiaowan to follow Miss Lu and not come back. I...I have a good life here."

"So, in the past twenty years, she never came back."

Even so, his voice still trembled slightly.

Mo Qiu glanced at him with an indifferent expression, but picked up the tea again and covered his eyes.

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Dong Xizhou smiled wryly:

"You should know that when you get older, you always like to talk about the past and think of the people from the past."

"Um."

Don't ask for a nod.

"When you come back, you should see Miss Qin." Dong Xizhou said:

"She's not here."

"Where did you go?"