"Uncle Fu passed away." The smile on Liu Yiyi's face suddenly stopped, and then an uncontrollable sadness appeared on her face.
She looked into the main hall and saw that the main hall was already full of people. They all looked sad and looked down at an old man on a bamboo couch without saying a word.
Chen Feng was a little confused, why were all the women in the hall except the old man lying down.
Liu Yiyi walked quickly to Uncle Fu's side, her tears flowing down uncontrollably. She fell to her knees, lowered her head and cried: "Uncle Fu, Uncle Fu..."
Everyone sighed secretly when they looked at Liu Yiyi's appearance.
Liu Yiyi is the youngest disciple of Biluo Peak. She is only eighteen years old and has not seen through life, old age, illness and death. Naturally, she cannot accept Fu Bo's death.
Uncle Fu was a mortal. He was once an old gardener in a village under the mountain. He had a lot of experience in managing spiritual herbs. Later, all his children died for some reason, leaving him alone to live alone. The master of Biluo Peak saw that he was pitiful, so he took him to Biluo Peak and was responsible for taking care of several spiritual fields in the back mountain, which could be regarded as allowing him to spend his old age peacefully.
Because Fu Bo's child died young, he loved Liu Yiyi very much when he was young. He would pick some mountain fruits for Liu Yiyi from time to time. Liu Yiyi also regarded Fu Bo as a grandfather, and often saved some medicine needed for cultivation, quietly Give it to Uncle Fu, but it seems that Uncle Fu is really not talented enough. After taking so many elixirs, he still has not developed his true energy. On the contrary, Liu Yiyi, who has always been very talented, has not been able to break through to the level of condensation due to insufficient supply of elixirs. Yuan period.
"Oh, Yiyi, Uncle Fu is free from illness and pain. His time has come and he passed away peacefully," a middle-aged woman in palace attire stroked Liu Yiyi's hair and said harmoniously.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. , the face full of sadness was filled with deep regret.
The woman in palace clothes sighed again, pointed to an embroidered cloth bag placed next to Uncle Fu, and said softly: "Yiyi, you'd better take a look for yourself."
When Liu Yiyi heard the sound, she saw an embroidered cloth bag lying there quietly next to Fu Bo's dimly fragrant face. On the bag, two small flowers, one large and one small, were close together.
"The big one is Uncle Fu, and the small one is Yiyi..." Liu Yiyi clearly remembered the satisfied smile on Uncle Fu's face when he received a gift from her.
Looking at Liu Yiyi who was lost in memories, the woman in palace clothes said earnestly: "Open it and take a look..."
Liu Yiyi trembled and picked up the embroidered bag with trembling slender hands.
The bag was a bit heavy. As soon as I picked it up, the bag fell heavily.
Liu Yiyi slowly opened the bag and looked inside.
At one glance, Liu Yiyi collapsed immediately. Her weak hands could no longer hold the embroidered bag, and it fell heavily to the ground.
"Bang," the bag fell to the ground, and many brown pills popped out of the mouth of the bag...
"Why, why don't you eat, why don't you eat..." The tears on Liu Yiyi's face became more and more urgent, and the look of grief made Chen Feng feel distressed.
"Look, there is a piece of paper in the bag," someone with sharp eyes whispered.
Everyone looked and saw a crumpled white paper in the open mouth of the bag, and something seemed to be written on it.
Liu Yiyi hurriedly took out the white paper and spread it eagerly.
"Yiyi, the elixir is hard to come by. I will save it for you first. You must practice hard in the future." It was just a short sentence, but Liu Yiyi spent a lot of effort to read it. After reading to the end, Liu Yiyi's eyes turned black and she fainted from crying.
The woman in palace clothes had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed Liu Yiyi in her arms.
"Oh, Yiyi fainted from crying. Xinlan, please send her back to her room to rest. Remember, don't wake her up. Just let her sleep peacefully for a while," the woman in palace clothes gently wiped her hands. With tears on Liu Yiyi's face, she whispered to a woman about the same age as Liu Yiyi.
"Yes, Master," the woman carefully hugged Liu Yiyi and retreated.
"Alas... Uncle Fu has passed away, but the spiritual field cannot be left unattended. Who among you can manage the spiritual field?" Then, the woman in palace clothes looked around at the female disciples and asked.
The female disciples looked at each other, but no one said anything.
"Well, since none of you know how to do it, then, Muxue, just go down the mountain and find someone who knows how to manage the spiritual field," the woman in palace clothes sighed and said to the cold Bai Muxue.
"Yes, I accept the order," Bai Muxue nodded, turned around and left.
"Wait a minute," after hearing a greeting, Chen Feng ran up to him with a confident look on his face, but secretly cursed in his heart: "Have you not seen me standing there for a long time? Didn't you just keep showing up if I didn't show up on my own initiative? Ignore me,"
"It's you," the woman in palace clothes looked at Chen Feng and forced a smile on her face: "I'm sorry, we happen to have some private matters at Biluo Peak. Since you have recovered, please go down the mountain."
With Chen Feng's mental strength, he can naturally detect that the cultivation level of the woman in palace clothes is in the late stage of Jin Dan. However, it is unimaginable to have such an attitude towards Chen Feng with her cultivation level in the late stage of Jin Dan stage.
Masters generally have the posture of a master. For people whose strength is much lower than themselves, unless they are relatives, they will often act condescending. Even Chen Feng in his previous life was like this, but this woman in palace clothes can Treating Chen Feng so kindly shows her peace of mind.
This alone made Chen Feng look at her with a high look.
"Senior, Chen Feng would like to thank your sect for your life-saving grace." Chen Feng gratefully hugged the woman in palace attire and then said, "I have nowhere to go right now. If senior doesn't mind, you can leave it to me temporarily." How about helping your sect take care of the spiritual field?"
"You," the woman in palace attire looked at Chen Feng with some surprise on her face: "Can you take care of the spiritual field?"
Chen Feng nodded, looking confident: "I have done this before, so my skills should not be unfamiliar."
Seeing Chen Feng's vow, the woman's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a strong pressure fell on Chen Feng.
"I ask you, who are you, and why are you so seriously injured, and why do you happen to be on my land at Biluo Peak?" The woman in palace clothes looked at Chen Feng with bright eyes.
Chen Feng's face turned pale. His severely injured body could not hold up for long under the aura of the woman in palace attire. However, Chen Feng still gritted his teeth and stood resolutely, looking neither humble nor arrogant: "I'm just being chased. , was seriously injured and escaped here accidentally,"
Just as Chen Feng finished speaking, the woman in palace clothes suddenly withdrew her pressure.
"Muxue, there is no need to search at the foot of the mountain. Just take him to the spiritual field in the back mountain and live in Uncle Fu's house for the time being." The smile on the woman's face returned to her face and she said to Bai Muxue,