Chapter 106: One last thing I ask of you (I’m asking for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month!)

Heavy snow is falling.

Two figures fell into the forest.

"Master, Master, please take a rest. If you continue like this, you will die!"

Zhuang Chen's crying voice sounded. Both the master and the disciple were covered in hideous blood, but the situation of the old man with the magic sword was even worse. The blood holes made people's scalp numb. The old man who used to be strong and mighty now looked extremely embarrassed and sad.

Zhuang Chen looked at his master like this, tears streaming down his face and his heart aching.

Tonight's events were too much for him, who was only twelve years old. Not only mentally but also physically. A wisp of strong energy almost shattered his sword bone in the chaos, but even so, he lost all his foundation and became a useless person.

The old man with the magic sword smiled and stroked Zhuang Chen's head:

"It's okay. I can still hold on. You'll be safe when we get to Zhenwu Mountain."

There was some regret in his eyes. It was a pity that he would not live to see the day when Zhuang Chen grew up. It was a pity that his sword did not kill the evildoer, but only cut off his arm.

"Chen'er, you have to live."

He muttered to himself.

He carried Zhuang Chen on his back, and then mobilized the remaining energy in his body to continue running, his speed was as fast as lightning.

However, the cracks in the Yuan Dan in his body had become increasingly noticeable, and it was shaky, as if it would collapse at any moment.

After using the Sword Pill Disintegration Technique, his combat power skyrocketed. If he fought to the death, he could at least drag down two or three Yuan Dan Realm black-clothed men with him. But in that case, Zhuang Chen would definitely fall into their hands.

Therefore, the old man with the magic sword did not fight to the death. Instead, he made a feint and led Zhuang Chen out of the encirclement. Now they have been escaping for a day and a night.

His only obsession at the moment is to send Zhuang Chen to Zhenwu Mountain, so that he can be truly safe.

As for handing it over to others.

He was worried.

The old man with the magic sword had a determined look in his eyes. They were very close to Zhenwu Mountain and he had to hold on.

…

A moment later.

Several powerful figures appeared in the forest. They looked at the remaining traces with murderous eyes:

"Damn old man, I actually tricked him and let him escape!"

"My arm was broken, but it's a pity that I can't take off the old man's head myself." Someone gritted his teeth angrily.

The sudden outburst of the old man with the divine sword caught everyone off guard and caused them to suffer great losses. If the old man with the divine sword had not been intent on escaping, I'm afraid several of them would have died there.

The leader snorted coldly:

"But this old guy has paid a price. He ran so far. I'm afraid he is just breathing his last. Even gods can't save him."

The others all looked at the leader:

"Do you want to continue chasing?"

The leader's eyes flickered once or twice, and finally waved his hand and said:

"We won't chase him anymore. Judging from the route he took, his destination should be Zhenwu Mountain. If we get any closer and provoke Master Longshan, I'm afraid we won't end up well. Besides, there is an even more powerful Master Tianjian in Zhenwu Mountain, who is a peerless powerhouse at the level of the Heavenly Man Ranking!"

When talking about Master Longshan, everyone was only slightly afraid, but when talking about Master Tianjian, everyone's bodies instantly tensed up.

There is still a huge gap between ordinary people in the Heavenly Man Realm and those on the Heavenly Man List.

"It's a pity that the old man with the magic sword can't survive. It's a pity that the fat boy's innate sword bone was lost. It could have been an excellent medicine..."

The leader sighed softly.

Someone hesitated and said:

"If Master Longshan knew..."

"Master Longshan has just entered the Heavenly Man Realm, so he is not afraid. The key is Master Tianjian. If he interferes, I am afraid..."

Everyone was silent.

Originally, the raid on the Divine Sword Sect was intended to cover up the incident, but now it seems to have caused an even bigger commotion.

The leader suddenly cursed a few times:

"If those idiots hadn't said someone was investigating them and refused to take action this time, the old man with the magic sword would never have had a chance to escape."

After a pause, he continued:

"Let's stop for a while. It is said that Tian Jian Zhenren has a short life span and is a loner. He may not care about such trivial matters."

"We can keep a close eye on Zhenwu Mountain's movements and see how they react."

Everyone nodded.

Then the figures flashed and disappeared. The heavy snow continued to fall, and all the traces were gradually covered under the snowflakes.

…

Zhenwu Mountain.

So close.

The old man with the magic sword's legs went limp, and the last of his energy leaked out. Blood holes kept bursting out of his body, and he fell directly to the ground and rolled far away. Zhuang Chen also fell several times.

Zhuang Chen's eyes turned red as he looked at his master who was already on the verge of death.

"Master, we have reached Zhenwu Mountain. We have reached Zhenwu Mountain. Please hold on!"

Now that there were no enemies chasing him, Zhuang Chen carried the old man with the divine sword on his back and rushed towards the gate of Zhenwu Mountain.

A shrill and mournful roar sounded:

"Ning Qi, help! Ning Qi, help!"

All the Zhenwu Sect's mountain-guarding disciples were alarmed, and were horrified when they saw two bloody figures in the distance.

soon.

Taoist Longshan arrived, and Ning Qi and many of his true disciples also rushed over.

After seeing the miserable appearance of Zhuang Chen and the old man with the magic sword, everyone was shocked and didn't know what had happened.

"Senior, please save my master!" Zhuang Chen cried sadly. He looked miserable and no longer as lively as before.

Ning Qi helped him up and sighed inwardly.

He had spent some time with Zhuang Chen. Although this little fat boy was a little talkative, he was not a bad person.

Judging from the current situation, I’m afraid that something has happened to the Divine Sword Sect.

Taoist Longshan looked at his old friend with his eyes closed, and he also felt sad. Without hesitation, he immediately helped the old man with the magic sword to check his internal condition. Upon seeing this, Taoist Longshan's face turned pale and his sadness became even greater.

Ning Qi also quietly sent out a wisp of Qi, and then fell silent.

He also created some secret techniques for healing, but the current condition of the old man with the divine sword was too bad. His Yuan Dan was shattered, and wisps of Qi spread into his limbs and even his internal organs. He had hideous external and internal injuries, and his life force was almost extinct.

You can imagine.

This old man showed such amazing willpower in order to get to Zhenwu Mountain.

If the old man with the magic sword was in better condition, he might be able to keep him alive and slowly study a cure, but now, it's too late.

He could only barely use the secret technique to activate the last bit of life in the old man with the divine sword.

Zhuang Chen had sensed something from the silence of the crowd. He kept wiping his tears with the back of his hand and was about to kneel down, but an arm had already grabbed him, and the hoarse voice of the old man with the magic sword rang out:

"Chen'er, you know your master's situation yourself, as long as you are safe."

Zhuang Chen burst into tears.

The old man with the magic sword turned his head to Taoist Longshan.

"Brother Longshan."

This first sentence made Longshan Taoist feel sad. At this moment, he hoped that the old man of the magic sword would laugh and scold him with full energy, "Longshan bull nose."

Taoist Longshan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes:

"Brother Shenjian, what happened? Why are you so seriously injured?"

The old man with the magic sword looked dark.

"Misfortune in the family..."

He began to speak slowly.

Although he didn't know the reason why those people attacked the Divine Sword Sect, Old Man Divine Sword was not a fool and could roughly guess it.

Wait until he finishes.

Taoist Longshan and Ning Qi looked at each other, and both of them shook subconsciously.

"Pond of human blood? Dong He's betrayal? Men in black attacked the Divine Sword Sect at night!"

They just felt that this scene was so similar to what happened at Xuemei Villa that year. Before that, Ning Qi's father also told Taoist Longshan in a letter that he had something important to discuss, and then his whole family was wiped out. For some reason, the two felt that there might be an unusual secret hidden in this pool of blood. Perhaps what Ning Qi's father discovered that year was also a similar thing.

There seems to be an invisible hand behind the scenes manipulating everything.

Ning Qi's eyes narrowed slightly.

Taoist Longshan also thought of this, and asked in a deep voice:

"Brother Shenjian, was it the Blood Rain Tower that made the move?"

The old man Shenjian didn't know why Taoist Longshan mentioned the Blood Rain Tower, so he just shook his head slowly and said:

"It's not from the Blood Rain Tower. His martial arts are a little hard to figure out, but he doesn't look like a traditional warrior from Dayan. It's a little strange."

He looked at Taoist Longshan with some apology:

"Brother Longshan, I just hope I won't cause you any trouble."

Taoist Longshan sighed:

"It's come to this point, there's no need for us to be so formal. Don't worry, I will investigate further and will not let the Divine Sword Sect perish in vain. These evil people use human blood as a pool, and I don't know what shady things they are doing. I will never let them go!"

The old man with the magic sword suddenly laughed out loud, so happily and wantonly that he even coughed up blood. But he didn't mind at all. Having such a friend in life is a blessing in disguise.

"Over the years, only you, Brother Longshan, have caught my eye. What a pity, I have never been able to take Zhenwu Mountain back from you. I have to admit that you are really capable!"

Taoist Longshan also smiled, with slightly moist eyes.

Everyone was silent, and Zhuang Chen sobbed.

Ning Qi sighed in his heart, the vitality of the old man with the magic sword was already weakening.

He pulled Zhuang Chen over and looked at Taoist Longshan:

"Brother Longshan, I ask you for one last favor."

"You say." Taoist Longshan said without any hesitation.

The old man with the magic sword looked at Zhuang Chen lovingly, stroked his head with his dry big hand, and said with a smile:

"The thing I am most proud of in my life is that I have accepted Chen'er as my disciple. Not only because he has an innate sword bone, but also because he has a pure heart. He is a good child, but he suffered a great disaster because he followed me."

"Now the sword bone in his body is broken and his foundation is destroyed. I beg you to accept him as your disciple."

"If his sword bone can be revived in the future and he can break out of his cocoon and be reborn, he will definitely become a top warrior of the Zhenwu Sect. If... if there is no way to revive him, then let him live safely as an ordinary person on Zhenwu Mountain."

His eyes were pleading and his voice got lower and lower.

Taoist Longshan held his hands and agreed without hesitation:

"Don't worry, from now on, he is the tenth true disciple of Taoist Longshan. Regardless of whether his sword bone can be revived or not, I will protect him for the rest of his life!"

"Chen'er, become my disciple!" the old man with the magic sword shouted with all his might.

Zhuang Chen burst into tears, but still knelt respectfully in front of Taoist Longshan and kowtowed.

Taoist Longshan helped him up.

The old man with the magic sword was about to close his eyes, and his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible:

"Thank you, thank you."

He came close to Taoist Longshan and said with all his strength:

"Chen'er knows that the Sword Saint inheritance I received back then can be considered as his gift to become your disciple."

Ning Qi heard this and sighed inwardly.

Parents who love their children will plan for them in the long run; a master is like a father to them.

The old man with the magic sword smiled and waved to Zhuang Chen, then slowly closed his eyes, and his life was completely cut off.

Everyone was silent, with only Zhuang Chen's crying remaining.

(End of this chapter)