With One Month Left To Live, I Raised The Young Empress To Be A Sickly Girl

"Opportunity? What opportunity can you give me?"

Song Chengfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped the stone table with his index finger, and stared at Chen Mo with his old eyes. Whether it was age or character, the latter was far beyond his comparison, but today, he couldn't see through the other person.

Opportunity, all Martial Artists are eager for a great opportunity that can help them reach the sky in one step, but this opportunity is too slim. Song Chengfeng does not believe that Chen Mo Rank One, a mere mortal, can give him an opportunity.

Could it be that the empress meant it?

Chen Mo did not answer Song Chengfeng, but instead said: "The three kings conspired to rebel, the Red Flame Sect intended to support Prince Ning as emperor, the entire Tianlong Dynasty fell into chaos, and you have the backing sect and the Kuangsha sect watching covetously. Now Tianlong The dynasty can be said to be alone and in danger...but what about your patron sect?"

Song Chengfeng raised his eyebrows, somewhat confused about the meaning of Chen Mo's words, "What do you mean by this?"

"The Tianlong Dynasty is in trouble. Your backing sect is in trouble. Fifty years ago, Sovereign Grade Spirit Vein..."

A few simple words made Song Chengfeng and all the elders lose their composure instantly.

The Kuoshan Sect was once glorious, but it has long since declined. Fifty years ago, there was a young disciple of the Sovereign Grade Spirit Vein named Sun He.

Sovereign Grade Spirit Vein has not appeared in today's patron sect for a hundred years. It is really a blessing for the sect to have such a disciple. Everyone in the sect regards him as the hope of the sect and trains them with all their strength.

And this Sun He has lived up to expectations, growing rapidly in just a few years, and is expected to become the number one in the sect.

However, as Sun He, the hope of the sect, increased in strength and relied on the favor of the entire sect, his behavior became more and more arrogant, and he even attacked his mentor...

Defeat the Master and Disciple

The forced elder was so ashamed that he lost his innocence and felt that he had no face to face others. He committed suicide that night and died.

Such a treasonous act aroused the anger of the entire Presbyterian Council. Although Sun He was amazingly talented, his conduct was so bad that the entire patron sect could not tolerate him. Song Chengfeng personally took action to clean up the sect and abolished his cultivation. He originally wanted to kill him. He wanted to kill to show that he was listening, but when he saw the pitiful look in his eyes and his words of repentance, he finally relented and ordered his men to throw him down the mountain and leave him to fend for himself.

Unexpectedly, decades later, he not only re-entered Martial Dao, but also entered the Third Grade realm.

Three months ago, Sun He came here in person, crushing all the elders with an invincible appearance, and defeated the strongest Song Chengfeng in the sect with one move. He also threatened that this was just a show of force, and that half a year later, he would come here in person and destroy his backers. Zong.

Sun He's behavior was mysterious. Only the elders and sect masters of the Patron Sect knew about his arrival. Only the few people present knew about the crisis in the Patron Sect. They didn't understand how Chen Mo knew about it.

"What does little friend Chen Mo mean when he mentions this matter?"

Song Chengfeng raised his eyebrows and his tone suddenly became a little heavier.

Chen Mo shook his head and smiled: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to remind Sect Master Song that it is not advisable to offend the royal family. How many masters are there in the backing sect? You are not the opponent of that evil obstacle. If you still offend the royal family, won't you have to be strong again?" Injured? Although you can make the patron sect Resurrection from the Dead by giving it a try, do you really think that even if you enter the Third Grade, you will be that evil opponent?"

Song Chengfeng lowered his head and said nothing. He had already understood the pros and cons, but it was a pity that the current patron sect had no choice.

"That's why I came to give Sect Leader Song this opportunity."

"I don't know, the opportunity that little friend Chen Mo mentioned is..."

"Suigetsu Grotto-Heaven"

After Chen Mo finished speaking, Song Chengfeng and the elders were shocked again. The Guoshan Sect had already become famous in Jiuzhou before the Tianlong Dynasty was established, but it later declined, but the heritage left by the ancestors is still there, all hidden in In the back mountain, there is a Secret Realm called Suigetsu Grotto-Heaven.

It is a pity that Secret Realm is banned and no one in the sect knows how to crack it. If they knew, they would not be so passive and have to forcefully break through the Third Grade and become enemies of the royal family.

Song Chengfeng couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. At this moment, he was not as calm as before. He stood up directly with his hands, his lips trembled slightly, and his old eyes stared at Chen Mo, "Does Dao Ancestor know how to solve it?"

Chen Mo nodded slightly, "Since I said it was an opportunity given to you, how could I not know?"

Song Chengfeng was shocked. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down, "I hope Dao Ancestor can teach me."

“There is no such thing as a free lunch”

Then you said it was a gift... Song Chengfeng complained in his heart, and then smiled: "That's natural. Obtaining opportunities often requires paying a certain price. Dao Ancestor said, as long as Song can do it... No, no matter what Dao Ancestor proposes, Song will not refuse any request."

"Not much, I only have three requests."

Chen Mo raised his right hand and stretched out two fingers, "First, please your sect not to interfere in the Three Kings Rebellion... Of course, if you are willing to send people to help the imperial army, I think our Majesty will be very happy; second, Entering the Grotto-Heaven, I want a spiritual plant in it."

"I agreed to these two points, but what about the third one?"

Song Chengfeng answered without hesitation that the current patron sect cannot protect itself, and only fools would make themselves uncomfortable; and this second requirement is not too much. It is said that there are countless treasures in Shuiyue Grotto-Heaven, just a mere He could still afford a spiritual grass.

Chen Mo pointed to Uncle Fu outside the pavilion and said: "The third thing is to accept him as a disciple of the Patron Sect."

Song Chengfeng turned his head and glanced at Uncle Fu. He was very old and had already passed the age of accepting disciples. However, with Chen Mo's opportunity and Sovereign Grade Spirit Vein, this request was not only not difficult, but also seemed to be profitable for the patron sect.

The previous Sovereign Grade Spirit Vein was young and energetic, and did what he did, but now this... must be powerless, after all, his age is there...

"Okay, I promise you"

Song Chengfeng readily agreed to Chen Mo's three conditions.

Chen Mo stood up and asked Song Chengfeng to prepare. Then he strode towards Uncle Fu and told him what he had just said.

Uncle Fu stared at Chen Mo with tears streaming down his face, and bowed to him with his rickety body, "Master, the old man once lamented that his life was not good when he was young. Because of his family background, he was unable to practice Buddhism. But now the old man feels that if he eats the first half of his life, I have suffered so much just to meet such a noble person like you in my later years... In this way, it is worth the hardship the old man has endured for half his life."

Chen Mo nodded happily, thinking that Uncle Fu would decide to stay in the Patron Sect, but the latter changed the topic and said: "But, old man, I am already over sixty years old, and I have one foot in the coffin." Now that I'm dead, all things have been put aside. The old man has no other requirements. He only hopes that the remaining time can be with the young master. Let's let the matter of Martial Dao go."

"Uncle Fu, you..."

Chen Mo didn't expect that Uncle Fu, who had been looking forward to it all his life, would refuse such a precious opportunity...