Ji Wuchang's mouth trembled a few more times, then slowly opened his eyes, and the turbid eyes looked at the people around him, then he spoke, "Zhishuang, Ji Ming, and you--"

"master!"

Hearing Ji Wuchang speak, and his speech is so difficult, it makes people feel that the deadline is approaching!

Lu Xuan sighed and said, "Sorry, my judgment is wrong. The vitality of Master Ji's body has dried up and I can't live long."

Originally, Lu Xuan predicted that using his eighteen needles to turn the sky would allow Ji Wuchang to survive tonight, but he would definitely not see the sun tomorrow.

But after applying the needle, Lu Xuan realized that Ji Wuchang's physical condition was worse than he thought. He really didn't have much time left in this world.

Ji Wuchang looked at Lu Xuan who was talking and said with difficulty: "Lu Xuan——"

When Lu Xuan heard the voice of Master Ji, he was not surprised at all, but the others were stunned. How could the master know Lu Xuan?

Lu Xuan is the first time he is in Qingcheng Sect today, and his master must have never seen him before.

Ji Wuchang wanted to explain, but Lu Xuan explained: "Even if Master Ji was in a coma, his body was numb and unable to move, and he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes and speak, but his consciousness was still there and he knew everything that was happening around him!"

Ji Wuchang now must "sweet words like gold". If you say one more word, you will be far from death!

But Ji Wuchang wanted to sit up, and the senior brother of the Qingcheng Sect quickly helped him up.

Ji Wuchang sat on the bed, but his back was not even straight. He bent his back slightly, looked at Lu Xuan, and said with a complicated look: "I didn't expect that I was rescued by Mu Yuntao's disciples. Even if I don't have much time left, I still want to thank you, Lu Xuan!"

Seeing that the once majestic President Ji became a dying person, Lu Xuan sighed in his heart and sighed: "President Ji, you should talk to your disciple first!"

Ji Wuchang grinned, nodded, and looked at Lu Xuan's gaze, still full of gratitude.tkp4

He turned his head, looked at a group of young disciples from the Qingcheng Sect, and said with emotion: "Although I, Ji Wuchang, have never done anything good in my life, I have never done anything bad. I have been open and honest all my life, but I didn't expect to be plotted against by a villain."

"Master Kuzhi of Shaolin Temple, when I felt the toxins attack my heart, I realized that he was not really Master Kuzhi, but it was too late-"

Ji Ming lay beside Ji Wuchang and swallowed even more: "Master, it's all my fault for being useless. I didn't realize that Master Kuzhi is harming you!"

Ji Wuchang shook his head and said, "It's not your fault. Even I didn't find it. He was a fake. I'm afraid he was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, so he didn't find it, haha--"

"The evil path is prosperous, the righteous path is vicissitudes!" Ji Wuchang murmured: "Our six major sects should not indulge these evil sects so much and let them grow."

"Ahem—"

After saying this, Ji Wuchang coughed hard a few times, and then he actually coughed up a large mouthful of blood.

"Master, Master, Master!"

Seeing this, the disciples of Qingcheng Sect shouted in a panic.

Ji Wuchang waved his hand, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Don't panic, everyone, I can stand it for a while, I can't die."

Every disciple of Qingcheng Sect came to tears when he saw the blood on the quilt.

Although the master has a bad temper, loves to scold, beat people, and is a little arrogant, he treats every disciple of them extremely loves them.

Ji Wuchang is famous for protecting his shortcomings!

Ji Wuchang seemed to have coughed a few times, and his face turned a little rosy, as if he had a "return to the sky".

But Lu Xuan knew in his heart that this was equivalent to a delicious meal before his death!

Death is not terrible, but knowing that it is the most terrifying thing when it is about to die. Even Ji Wuchang has a fear of death and a attachment to the world in his eyes.

But who can escape fate and death?

Even Lu Xuan can't do it. The King of Hell wants you to die in the third update, and you will definitely not be able to survive in the fifth update!

Life is beautiful. When you die, you will have nothing, and you will fall into a state of no thought, no breath, and nothing.

Anyone will be afraid of that feeling!

Ji Wuchang's health improved a little, and he squeezed out a smile and said, "I am really happy to see you again. Unfortunately, all the elders of the sect have left. I have let down the expectations of my master and all the masters."

As he said that, Ji Wuchang sighed and said, "The Qingcheng Sect has declined. I have a great responsibility. I have been extremely glorious in my life, but I am too selfish. I only care about my own cultivation and my reputation, but I ignore the cultivation of disciples. This will make you not good at learning skills and not outstanding."

Ji Ming hurriedly said, "Master, I don't blame you. We like to be lazy on weekdays and do not practice hard. In the future, we will definitely practice martial arts well and carry forward our Qingcheng School."

"Master, we are wrong, we will never be casual again."

"We will never be lazy anymore-"

“—”

The disciples of Qingcheng Sect were like swearing in front of Ji Wuchang. They wiped their tears and made their vows before their master died.

They clenched their fists and swear in their hearts that the Qingcheng Sect must not be defeated in their own hands!

Ji Wuchang's death finally made them enlightened, and Lu Xuan was also quite pleased.

"Ji Ming!" Ji Wuchang said to Ji Ming.

Ji Ming quickly replied: "Master!"

He knew that the master had something to say to him-

I only heard Ji Wuchang say, "You are the eldest brother, the first disciple I have taken. From now on, you will be the head of Qingcheng Sect. Remember to be your master, you must carry forward the Qingcheng Sect."

Ji Ming shook his head and cried, "Master, I don't want to be the head of the sect, I just want you to live! Live well!"

A man doesn’t cry easily, but he hasn’t reached the sad place.

On weekdays, Ji Ming, who has always relied on being the senior brother of the Qingcheng Sect, is extremely arrogant, but now he is crying and sad.

He had no father or mother and was adopted by Ji Wuchang since he was a child. He regarded Ji Wuchang as his biological father. Of course, he felt aching when he heard Ji Wuchang explain his funeral.

Ji Wuchang was moved by his heart. He pursued the highest level of martial arts in his life, and cut off the seven emotions and six desires. He did not marry and have children. He also regarded Ji Ming as his biological son.
Chapter completed!