6 Qingyi has lived for more than 20 years and has never traveled far away. She thinks very simple, but only after she goes out, she knows how difficult it is to travel.
They were four, and Mingshu was too young, so she was half ill. If Hui Niang and Asheng insisted on sending them, they would probably have to go back out of Qingfeng Town.
Even if they are sent to you, it is not easy. You have to take care of food, accommodation and accommodation along the way. If you miss the inn, you have to sleep in the open. 6 Qingyi's medicine cannot be cut off, and you have to be careful of bandits... Asheng is honest and honest. Hui Niang is a weak woman. They have never left Qingfeng Town in their entire lives. How much knowledge can they have? From Dongyue to Xichuan, it takes thousands of miles, and it has been stumbled all the way. After walking for more than half a year, the hardships are not worthy of being told by outsiders.
When we arrived in Xichuan, the real trouble came.
"Stroll around, didn't you say that? Our Jiuyao Palace didn't call Fu Ze!"
Jiuyao Mountain where Jiuyao Palace is located is the first mountain range in Xichuan, with nine peaks in total. The terrain is steep and the peaks are continuous, so people cannot go up. When they think of Jiuyao Palace looking for people, they can only go to Jiuluzhou at the foot of the mountain, where there is the lower courtyard of Jiuyao Palace.
But Asheng went there several times in a row, but he was driven away by the guardian.
Asheng was not good at speaking and was so anxious that he stuttered: "How could it be that there wasn't? Then, that's our master, he is the head of the sect!"
"What nonsense? Our head is not called Fu Ze. Let's go away, and you're welcome if you don't leave."
Asheng refused to leave, and the final result was nothing more than being hit by a few more times, and he had to leave even if he didn't leave.
He returned to the small inn where he lived temporarily. Hui Niang was serving 6 Qingyi to drink medicine. Seeing Ah Sheng like this, she sighed: "Is it still not possible?"
Asheng lowered his head.
6 Qingyi was lying on the bed at this time, with no blood on her face and her lips as white as paper. In poor conditions, there was a faint smell of sweat and smell of medicine in the room, which was disgusting.
When they arrived in Xichuan, they didn't have much money left. The silver notes given by the woman were still there, but Qingyi refused to use them and could only live in this small inn.
6 Qingyi coughed twice and said, "I'll go in person tomorrow. No matter what, I'm his wife. If he gets angry, he will have to come forward."
"Madam, no!" Hui Niang said anxiously, "How can you withstand the toss and troubles now?"
When he was in Dongyue, Qingyi was half ill. The journey was exhausted and almost exhausted.
"But it is not a solution to drag on like this. The more I can't hold on, the faster I need to find a way out for Mingshu."
"lady……"
"Mom." 6 Mingshu pushed the door and came in, "Maybe there is a way."
It is said that suffering is hard to make people suffer. Along the way, Mingshu grew up day by day, and he was no longer as childish as before. In the past, with his grandfather, she just wanted to have fun. Now that his grandfather is gone, his mother is so sick, she can't continue to be childish.
"What's the solution?" 6 Qingyi asked.
6 Mingshu said: "Just just now, I saw the streets were cleaned everywhere, so I went to ask the boss. The boss said that in a few days, Mr. Lianzhen from the Qizhen Temple in Zhongzhou will come to Xichuan, and then the head of Jiuyao Palace should be welcomed in Jiuluzhou."
Asheng and Hui Niang were both overjoyed.
Hui Niang said, "Asheng and I will stop him!"
6 Qingyi showed a rare smile: "It's good to have the chance..."
Asheng went to inquire about this matter in detail, while Hui Niang went to do laundry, leaving only mother and daughter in the house.
6 Mingshu took off his shoes and went to bed, leaning gently against his mother: "Mom."
"Yes." 6 Qingyi stroked the top of her head.
"I found out that he... changed his name and is now named Fu Shangqing. He married the daughter of the former head of Jiuyao Palace six years ago and had two children."
6 Qingyi paused.
"Mom!" 6 Mingshu raised his head, and tears seemed to appear in his eyes, "Would it be better for us to go back to Dongyue? He has long forgotten us and doesn't even want a name. I don't want such a father."
6 Qingyi's thin cheeks trembled: "Don't you want to practice martial arts?"
"We also have sects in Dongyue, so we don't have to stay in Xichuan." 6 Mingshu hugged her, tears rolling down his chest, "I don't want my father, I just want you to live."
When Grandpa died, she felt very uncomfortable, as if her heart had been cut into a hole. If it were her mother... she regretted it so much, why didn't she persuade her mother when she left?
6 Qingyi burst into tears. If she could recover, how could she be willing to send her daughter to the treacherous man? But when she was in Qingfeng Town, Dr. Hu hinted that she had suffered from the disease. She also saw many doctors along the way, without exception.
"I heard that these martial arts practitioners can refine a lot of spiritual medicines." 6 Qingyi said softly, "If you really want your mother to live, and wait until you recognize your father, beg him and ask him to use spiritual medicine to treat her mother's illness, will it be fine?"
"Really?" 6 A light lit up in Mingshu's eyes.
"Really..." 6 Qingyi turned her head away and avoided her daughter's gaze.
A few days later, Jiuluzhou became lively, with loess mattressing roads and water-filled streets, and even small stalls on the side of the road were not allowed to be set up. Almost all the disciples in the lower courtyard of Jiuyao Palace were sent out and cleared out of the main road and were not allowed to pass.
6 Mingshu mingled in the crowd, listening to other people's gossip.
"What a big formation. What is the origin of these Seven Truth Temples? We actually want our leader to come out to welcome them in person?" Jiuluzhou is located at the foot of Jiuyao Mountain. The residents here are protected by them. Most of them are the families of disciples of Jiuyao Palace, and they have a great sense of belonging to Jiuyao Palace.
"Don't you know about the Seven True Temple? One of the three sects in the world! Seven True Temple, Yuding Peak, and Tianhai Pavilion, these three sects 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 sects in the world..." The speaker was a little guilty. If you want to say that a hundred years ago, Jiuyao Palace was indeed slightly inferior, but in recent years, Jiuyao Palace has few talents, which is a little far behind the three sects in the world...
"I'm not afraid of this. Our leader is a genius who is difficult to produce in a century. He has only been in the realm of enlightenment for seven years. He has reached the realm of enlightenment sooner or later. He will understand the true meaning and become a master!"
"Yes, yes," the man's response was sincere, "Our Jiuyao Palace will definitely be able to be promoted in the hands of Master Fu."
At noon, a group of people came slowly outside Jiulu Prefecture.
There are both horse riding and carriages. The disciples of Jiuyao Palace on both sides are guided by the disciples, and more than a dozen others are wearing simple Taoist robes and lay people.
The Seven Truth Temple is a Taoist palace, but not all Taoist priests, but most of them are lay disciples.
"Look, that's Mr. Lianzhen."
6 Mingshu sat on Asheng's shoulder and looked over after hearing this.
Two lay disciples came forward and lifted the curtains of the carriage, and moved a wheelchair from the carriage on the left and right. A young man sat on the wheelchair.
This young man looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, with his face and eyebrows, as if he was like a snow peak under the blue sky, clear and lofty, shining brightly. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair and was not good at walking, he was quiet and peaceful, with extraordinary demeanor.
The children raised by the water and soil of Xichuan are more generous and arrogant. Everyone has never seen such a person and is stunned.
At this time, someone on the other side quickly walked. The leader was a man in his thirties, with his facial features and eyes flying. He was wearing the costume of the head of the Jiuyao Palace, looking handsome and free and easy, and without losing his majesty.
Chapter completed!