Chapter 48 Why Are You Crying

Wang Minglu was startled, but he did not help Song Jinghe up. Instead, he said with a serious expression: "Do you know that there is no antidote for the Death Pill?"

Song Jinghe raised his head and said to him, "I know, but if it were you, you would definitely be able to save her."

Wang Minglu shook his head. "Even my master didn't develop an antidote back then. Besides, Xiaofu is already deeply poisoned. All I can do is try to prolong her life."

Song Jinghe clenched his fists and said, "Please, let her live long and healthy. You can get whatever reward you want."

"I have a good relationship with Old Man Song, so it's my duty to help you. Besides, I like Xiao Fu, and I will do my best to help her recover. We don't need to discuss any compensation." Wang Minglu sighed, "Xiao Song, if you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place? I also want you to promise me that you will treat Fu Ning sincerely from now on, otherwise I will tell Xiao Fu about your poisoning and let her stay away from you."

Song Jinghe nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry, I will treat her well."

Shen Qingning looked at the closed door and asked curiously, "I wonder what Jinghe and Master Minglu are talking about?"

Yan Qu guessed, "Maybe he should ask about his internal injuries and leg injuries."

Fu Ning didn't care what they were talking about. She just wanted to grab Wang Minglu and ask him about the situation of her other disciples. How come the little disciple who was the least promising back then has become the most famous? Did the others change their careers?

If this is true, she will have to go to the cultivation world and capture them one by one to give them a good account.

Yan Qu looked at Fu Ning and saw that she was in a daze. He took the opportunity to ask about his confusion, "Miss Fu, why don't you want to take my master as your master?"

Fu Ning raised his eyebrows, "I've made it very clear, I don't want others to control me."

Yan Qu disagreed, "But there is also a saying that if jade is not polished, it will not become a useful tool. You have a very high talent. If you are guided by the master, you will definitely achieve great success in alchemy in the future."

Mr. Zhou, who was waiting on the side, also nodded and stroked his beard and said, "Xiao Fu, I think you should think about it again. This opportunity is rare."

Even Shen Qingning advised: “Master Minglu has very strict requirements for accepting disciples. Anyone who can become his disciple will enjoy the best alchemy resources in the cultivation world, which you can’t access on a normal day.”

Just like she was clearly identified by the witch practitioners as the reincarnation of the Immortal Lord, but she could never get the recognition of Master Minglu. Whenever she thought of this matter, she felt sad and felt that she had let down the expectations of her family. She also wanted herself to live up to the name as the reincarnated successor.

She didn't understand why the opportunity she wanted so much was seen as a constraint by Miss Fu?

Fu Ning felt a little embarrassed when she saw the three people's sincere good intentions for her. She couldn't tell them that she was Wang Minglu's master. She could only perfunctorily say, "Haha, everyone has their own aspirations. I have my own goals."

"Okay." Seeing that she insisted on her own idea, the others stopped trying to persuade her.

The four people stood in the yard in silence, but Fu Ning felt that although his relationship with them was not closer, their attitudes were much better.

The system quickly confirmed her feelings, "Boss, the male lead's favorability is 10 points, and the female lead's favorability is 20 points."

Fu Ning was bragging in his heart, "Look at how much Shen Qingning's favorability has increased all of a sudden. It seems that she was conquered by my superb alchemy skills."

"Yes, yes, yes." The system was used to her narcissism and responded casually.

Fu Ning then sighed, "It's just that I can't redeem points now, so even if my favorability increases, I won't be too excited."

——

After a while, Song Jinghe followed Wang Minglu out of the yard.

Mr. Zhou wanted to ask about alchemy, but Fu Ning took the lead and pushed Wang Minglu back into the house. "Master Wang Minglu and I... have something to talk about privately. I'll be out soon."

The people in the yard looked at each other and asked, "Has she finally come to her senses?"

Wang Minglu was pushed roughly onto a chair by Fu Ning, and he thought that this little girl was quite strong.

He asked, "What's the matter? Have you decided to be my apprentice?"

"No." Fu Ning said simply, "I have a question. I want to ask how the three monks Lian Zhuhe, Huang Fenglai, and Xiang Jingzhi are doing now?"

These three people are her eldest disciple, second disciple and third disciple.

When I read their names again, they felt strange.

Wang Minglu was a little stunned, "How do you know them?"

"Uh... I read about them in an ancient book. I heard that they are disciples of the Immortal Master like you. I admire them very much, so I want to ask about their situation."

Wang Minglu suddenly held her shoulders excitedly, "Which ancient book is it from? Can you show it to me?"

Fu Ning was just making it up, there was no ancient book at all, "At that time, there was no firewood at home, so all the books were burned."

Wang Minglu put his hand down dejectedly, "Is that so... That's such a pity... For so many years, I haven't heard anyone mention my senior brothers and sisters."

Fu Ning had a bad feeling, "What do you mean? Why didn't anyone mention it?"

Wang Minglu said, "It seems that it is not written in your book. Five hundred years ago, in the great war between the cultivation world and the demon world, my master, brothers, and sisters all died in the battle."

Fu Ning opened her eyes wide, tears welling up in them. She didn't know that they were still alive when she died.

It turned out that she sealed the evil god and was struck to death by thunder, but she was unable to stop the war.

Wang Minglu fell into memories, "I was young at that time, and I also wanted to go to the battlefield, but I was drugged by my senior sisters and locked in the house. I was ignorant and scolded them, but later I never waited for them again."

"I used to think that I had my master, brothers and sisters supporting me, so it didn't matter if I didn't work hard. No matter how much my master scolded me, I didn't want to learn. But when I was the only one left, I realized that I had to work hard. I wanted to carry forward my master's alchemy skills."

"In fact, sometimes I feel very unwilling to accept it. My senior brothers and sisters were much better than me, but they died before they became famous. No one ever mentioned them again. They disappeared in time."

"I suddenly heard you mention them today. I just talked about so much in a row. You must be tired of hearing it, right?"

Wang Minglu raised his eyes and looked at Fu Ning, and was surprised to find that the little girl was already in tears. He hurriedly comforted her, "Oh, it's all in the past, you don't have to be sad about it."

"Yes, I know." Fu Ning wiped his tears with his sleeve, "Where are they buried? I want to go to the cultivation world to see them."

"The mountain behind the main peak of the Twelve Immortal Mountains. But..." Wang Minglu instructed, "If you want to go, you must call me. There is an eight-tailed Luwu on that mountain. It is my master's mount and has a very bad temper."

Fu Ning felt a mixture of sadness and joy for a moment. She was sad because the mountain behind buried too many important people in her life, but she was happy because Wei Feng was still alive, and after her death someone took it back to the fairy mountain.

She didn't feel sad for too long. She quickly wiped away her tears and looked in the mirror to make sure there was nothing wrong with her before leaving the room.

Wang Minglu followed her.

Seeing them coming out, Yan Qu asked, "Miss Fu, what did you talk about with my master? Are you... my junior sister now?"

Wang Minglu knocked on his head and said, "No, Junior Sister, Xiao Fu just asked me a question."

Yan Qu rubbed his head, while Old Zhou rushed to Wang Minglu as fast as he could. "Master Minglu, I have a copy of the immortal master's alchemy notes, but I don't quite understand some parts. Please give me some pointers."

When Wang Minglu heard about something related to his master, he immediately became interested and said, "Okay, let me take a look."

Fu Ning watched the two people enter the room to study her notes, wondering whether she would be punished by heaven if her identity was exposed. In the end, she shook her head. She was unwilling to take the risk.

Someone grabbed his sleeve, and Fu Ning looked down and saw Song Jinghe.

He whispered, "Why are you crying?"

Fu Ning didn't expect that he could see it at a glance, so he covered it up and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not crying."

Song Jinghe looked at her kindly, "But the corners of your eyes are still red."

"Okay," Fu Ning admitted, "I was sad when I heard Master Wang Minglu talk about his past."

Song Jinghe was a little surprised. "I have known Master Minglu for such a long time, and I have never heard him mention the past. How come he told you about it?"

"We get along well."

Song Jinghe gripped the handle of the wheelchair, feeling unhappy. He remembered that Fu Ning had asked him about his past once, but unfortunately he didn't want to talk about it at that time, so Fu Ning never asked again.

But now she talked about the past with Master Minglu, whom she met for the first time.

He said: "Xiao Shuang, I want to tell you about my past."

I just don’t know if you are still willing to listen.

——

During the day, Yu Chunyuan saw his father so angry that he wanted to tear him apart. He knew something was wrong, so he rode on Luwu and sneaked out of the inn with his servant at night, preparing to return to Yingzhou first to ask his grandmother to protect him.

Unexpectedly, as he walked into an alley to take a shortcut, a dark shadow appeared in front of him.

He looked closely and saw a man in black and with his face covered blocking his way.

He asked cautiously, "Who are you?"

The man drew his sword and attacked him without saying a word. Two servants drew their swords to block Yu Chunyuan, but were knocked to the ground by the man.

Yu Chunyuan quickly drew out his sword. He could feel that this man was much stronger than him, but he was not afraid because he had Lu Wu with him. He said to Lu Wu, "Bite him to death!"

The man suddenly jumped up like a ghost. Yu Chunyuan met the man's dark eyes. Before he raised his sword, he saw a flash of sword light in front of him, and then he heard a slight sound of something falling to the ground.

Unbearable pain came from his right arm. Yu Chunyuan looked at the broken arm on the ground in astonishment. His right arm was empty and blood was gushing out. He screamed like a pig being slaughtered, "Ah!"

Then his eyes rolled back and he fell off Lu Wu's back, fainting.

The man looked at him indifferently, wiped the blood-stained sword clean, put it back into the scabbard and put it into the storage bag, then turned around and prepared to leave the alley.

Lu Wu gripped the ground with his feet and growled at the man.

Yu Chunyuan's two servants were so frightened that they could not even walk, and could only retreat quietly on the ground. However, they heard the man sigh, turn around and slowly walk back.

His dark figure blended into the night like a ghost.

The two servants looked at him tremblingly, muttering, "Master, please spare our lives, don't kill us..."

The man suddenly stopped in front of Yu Chunyuan, squatted down, took out a talisman from his bag, and cut it off with a knife.

He whispered to Lu Wu, "You are free."