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Chapter 370 Luoshui Qingjiao

Nearly to the south of Nanshui County, there is a mountain range. The shape of this mountain range is a bit strange, like a huge dragon entrenching on the earth, connecting its tails to form a ring. The circular area is a very large plain, with the attics on the plain everywhere, and the lights are brightly lit in the night rain, but at this moment, there is a sad atmosphere, which is spreading in the plain, as if even this downpour cannot extinguish this breath.

Inside and outside the hall in the center of the plain, there were tens of thousands of monks, both men, women, young and old. They let the heavy rain wet their bodies and did not use any magic to resist. These monks looked at the hall silently with sadness.

In the center of the hall, a middle-aged man in green robe sat cross-legged. This man had an unusual appearance, and his face was pale and bloodless, sitting there quietly.

Next to him were two women, one middle-aged and the other looked like a girl, who looked only in his teens. The two looked sad and seemed to be too reluctant. The middle-aged woman, who looked about thirty years old, looked very beautiful, with a little firmness in her faint sadness. However, when she bit her lower lip, tears flowed down unconsciously. The girl had a light green head, white and tender cheeks, and her big green eyes had turned red, and she was sobbing from time to time.

"Su Su, this time is a disaster for my Qingjiao Sect. Although my deadline is approaching, you and Lin'er don't need too much sadness... Our cultivators will fall on the road of cultivation. After I die, the sect will definitely be out of order, so you will disband the Qingjiao Sect and let the disciples go their separate ways." The middle-aged man looked at the beautiful woman, with reluctance and love in his eyes, and said slowly.

The woman held back her tears, held the man's hand firmly, and nodded heavily.

"Dad!" The girl burst into tears and she simply burst into tears. All the monks inside and outside the hall looked even more sad.

"It's a pity that my talent is too poor. I have practiced for thousands of years and have not broken through to the Yuan Dynasty and entered the next stage of my practice. Otherwise, Sumen would dare to join my Qingjiao Sect to provoke me? I wanted to accompany you for more years, but unfortunately..." The middle-aged man shook his head, looking a little unwilling, and even more helpless.

"Afan, that Sumen has long been coveting the spiritual veins of my Qingjiao Sect. When he knew that your deadline was approaching, he secretly sent a large army of monks to Nanshui County and stared at my sect. A few days ago, he even came to my Qingjiao Sect to issue an ultimatum. I just don't understand why they were so determined." The beautiful woman was a little angry and had questions.

The middle-aged man was silent, his face became paler, and a strong aura of death swam all over his body. After a long time, he slowly said: "Su Men must have a plan for doing this. Even if we know, we are still powerless to turn the world back. However, before we figure out my life and death, they dare not act rashly... If you have any unwillingness, you can cultivate your scales and go to Su Men to find out one day."

The three of them were silent, with sadness on their faces, more bitterness and helplessness. The beautiful woman knew clearly that her husband was gentle and kind-hearted and kind-hearted. Such a person was not suitable to enter the world of cultivation, but by some coincidences, he finally reached the level of Guiyuan Great Perfection and established the Qingjiao Sect. Now, Sumen is eyeing him covetously, and her husband knows that after death, the other party will definitely come to attack. In order not to cause too many unnecessary casualties, he actually ordered the sect to be disbanded after his death and give up the spiritual vein.

Originally, according to the beautiful woman's personality, she would not agree to this point no matter what. But firstly, she was unwilling to go against her husband's intention of dying, and secondly, she had a daughter who needed protection and cultivation, so she finally agreed.

The middle-aged man's death aura was even stronger at this moment. He took a deep breath and looked over the disciples inside and outside the hall. Looking at the pouring rain outside, he recalled the scenes of the past and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Seeing his appearance, the beautiful woman and the girl burst into tears, while the disciples clenched their fists one by one, almost trying to grit their teeth...

There is a village outside the Qingjiao Mountains called Luoshuicun. Not far from Luoshui Village, there is a large river called Luoshui River. The river has rich aquatic products, so people in this village make a living by fishing.

During the rainy season, it is also the time when the bluefish appears. For the mortals near Nanshui County, bluefish is a food with extremely delicious taste. In the county town, the price is very high, and the supply is still in short supply. Because even many monks who fasten the fast are very fond of this kind of bluefish. The monks fasten the fasten do not mean that they will not eat anything.

During every rainy season, the villagers here will organize fishermen in the village to go fishing in the river. After getting a big harvest, they often go to the county town to sell the caught green fish at a high price.

Similarly, they will leave some for their own food. Whenever these fishermen return with a full load, some children will be followed by them, looking excitedly at the fish baskets carried by their elders, with their eyes full of covetousness.

However, this time, among the villagers who returned from fishing in Luoshui Village, in addition to bringing back a basket of green fish, they also brought back two people. These two men, one man and one woman, two young men. Although the men were dressed simply, their appearance was very handsome and elegant, but they couldn't understand why their heads were already white at a young age. And that woman lit up all the fishermen here, and even the children's eyes turned from the fish basket to her.

The eyes of these children looking at the woman were shining brightly, as if they had never seen such a beautiful woman in their lifetime.

The young man was holding an oil-paper umbrella, but the umbrella was completely biased towards the woman, while he was soaked himself. Both of them stood there quietly, looking at the simple villagers here, with strange expressions on their faces.

"Brother Chen, this is our Luoshui Village. Now the rainy season is rainy and it is inconvenient to walk on the mountain road. For your wife's sake, I think you will stay here with your wife for a while. When the rainy season passes, the mountain road is easy to walk on, and it is not too late to go to the county town." A big fisherman in a straw raincoat handed the fish basket behind the person next to him and smiled at Chen Rui.

After Chen Rui coughed dryly, he smiled and clasped his fists to thank him. Xia Wan'er's pretty face turned red in an instant, and she opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

The fisherman waved his hand and smiled, "We are different from brothers. You are not a student, you are both rude. But since you meet on the road, you are just friends. In addition, you can chat with Brother Chen, I don't think you need to be so polite. It's raining so hard, go to the house to roast the fire, and try my famous green fish soup in Luoshui Village. Old woman, hurry up and clean up the side room and let Brother Chen and his wife move in."

"Uh!" Chen Rui couldn't help but be embarrassed. He didn't expect that the villagers of Luoshui Village would be so hospitable. He subconsciously glanced at Xia Wan'er beside him, but saw that the latter's face was flushed and his face had turned to the other side.

(End of this chapter)
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