Mo Chuan frowned tightly, staring at Yu Jinshu's eyebrows and palms, without saying a word.
All the disciples and grandchildren looked at him, and they all felt that he knew the origin of the petals between Yu Jinshu's eyebrows and palms.
"Master, what is the origin of these petals?"
Mo Chuan's face was tense. "There's no origin for it. It's just natural."
This sentence made everyone present very disappointed.
However, Yu Jinshu noticed something unusual in Mo Chuan's eyes.
Does this petal really have no origin?
But why did he look so solemn when he saw her petals?
"Master." Zhou Zheng suddenly spoke, kneeling down. "I heard that Master will be in seclusion for cultivation in three months. Disciple Zhou Zheng has asked to come and take care of Master and help share the responsibilities."
Yu Jinshu saw Wuchang's face as dark as the bottom of a pot. It was obvious that Zhou Zheng had not discussed this move with his master Wuchang.
Several elders looked at him with disdain.
Elder Yun Ji said coldly, "Taking care of your master's food and clothing isn't difficult, but helping your master share the burden is something you've only just arrived and haven't yet cultivated your immortal power. How can you possibly share the burden? Do you know that sharing the burden requires frequent visits to the main hall of the sect? Are you planning to walk there?"
Wu Chang bowed to Mo Chuan and said, "Master, Zhou Zheng was reckless. He can't even fly with a sword, so how could he come to Master's side?"
When Zhou Zheng heard these words, he felt hopeless.
The reason why he was so eager to seize the opportunity to come to his master Mo Chuan was because he felt that the three disciples before his master Wuchang had all died, which was very unusual. He was worried that his life was in danger, so he did this.
Master is now his life-saving talisman.
But I didn't expect that I would need to be able to fly with a sword to help my master share the work.
But to fly with a sword, one must practice for more than a hundred years.
I don’t know if he can survive for more than a hundred years under the hands of Wuchang?
Yu Jinshu was extremely disappointed when she learned that she had to fly on a sword to get to her master.
Didn't she miss this opportunity?
Master Mo Chuan seemed to be in a bad mood. He spread his sleeves and stood up: "If there is nothing else, go back!"
He looked at his disciple Liuhe again and said, "You go to your Cuixian Peak too."
Liuhe said: "Master, I won't leave until you arrange for someone to come over."
Mo Chuan waved his hand and said, "Let's go! I don't need anyone to take care of my food and clothing." After that, he turned and left.
Liuhe and the elders all bowed and watched their master walk towards the side door.
Zhang Yuanshan, Lan Chuqi, Ruobing and Zhang Luoyi were all taken away by their respective masters.
Zhou Zheng was about to get up from the ground, but Wu Chang stopped him: "Kneel down and don't move."
Old Man Wuyang tried to persuade him: "My disciple is ignorant. Just talk to him nicely. Why make him kneel?"
Wu Chang gave Wu Yang an annoyed look and said, "Thank you for interfering."
"Tsk." Old man Wuyang said coldly, "Don't meddle with others, whoever becomes your disciple will be in trouble."
Yu Jinshu felt good after hearing this.
At that time, Zhou Zheng wanted to kill his wife to prove his truth, and thought that by following Wuchang as his apprentice, he would be able to embark on the path to heaven.
How can a master with evil intentions lead his apprentice to the path of success?
Zhou Zheng felt even more frightened after listening to what old man Wuyang said.
Wu Chang began to scold: "You are my disciple. No matter what you do, you must consult me. Especially in front of your master, you must not speak or act without my approval."
Zhou Zheng nodded quickly: "Yes, Master, I know I was wrong."
Wuchang said coldly: "Today is your first time, so I will punish you to walk back by yourself." After he said that, he turned and walked out the door, flying away on his sword.
Zhou Zheng got up from the ground, looked at the old man Wuyang, and bowed: "Elder Wuyang, I want to ask you a question."
The old man Wuyang had no expression on his face: "You say."
Zhou Zheng: "I heard that my master once had three disciples, but they all died. I wonder why they died?"
The old man Wuyang shook his head: "I don't know why they died. I only know that they didn't die together, but one after another."
Zhou Zheng's face turned pale. He glanced at the gate, then at the old man Wuyang: "Elder Wuyang, do you think I, your disciple, will end up like them?"
The old man Wuyang shook his head again: "Who can know this?"
He paused, "But it's not impossible."
When Zhou Zheng heard this, he felt like he was in trouble and couldn't muster any strength.
He bowed to Wuyang again and said, "Thank you, Elder Wuyang! I'll take my leave."
He glanced at Yu Jinshu, then walked out with heavy steps.
Wuyang waited until Zhou Zheng walked out the door before shrugged, "Poor kid."
Yu Jinshu frowned: "Master, didn't I tell you that he killed his wife to prove his faith? You still feel sorry for him?"
Wuyang sighed slightly, "Master, I feel sorry for him for going astray. Of course, he killed his wife to prove his truth, which is even more hateful."
He shook his head and walked out with his hands behind his back.
Yu Jinshu looked around and slipped into the side door.
After entering through the side door, you will see a garden full of flowers and plants, which is extremely beautiful, and there are also several simple and rustic wooden houses.
A dignified master actually lives in such a simple way?
However, with so many flowers and plants, I guess Master will go into seclusion in three months. In addition to taking care of his food and clothing, he will also have to take care of these flowers and plants!
Yu Jinshu looked for him but couldn't find him in the house. He then looked behind him and saw Mo Chuan standing with his back to the wind at the edge of a cliff.
The wind blew Mo Chuan's white robe and long black hair. His tall figure was shrouded in the rosy glow, like a dream, floating as if isolated from the world.
"Master." Yu Jinshu bowed.
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