At this time, in front of the Qianqing Palace.

"Ah... I'm so anxious. I'm so anxious."

"I don't know if Junior Brother Ye can save me. If I really pass away, I can't imagine what kind of chaos will happen in the entire Eastern Wasteland."

In the crowd, Lu Feng paced back and forth, anxiously looking towards the back mountain from time to time.

In the entire square, all the disciples were in a state of confusion. Meng Tianzheng’s sudden death was such a huge blow to the Butian Sect.

You know, he is in a very special position.

The Butian Sect is now the number one holy place in the Eastern Wasteland. The sudden death of the head of the number one holy place is also a huge change for the Eastern Wasteland.

It was neither right to sit nor to stand, Lu Feng was extremely anxious.

But they could do nothing but wait quietly for good news from the back mountain.

At this moment, outside Zixia Cave.

As the door opened, Liu Qingfeng, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of surprise.

Seeing a white figure walking out from inside, Liu Qingfeng rolled and crawled to Ye Qiu and said, "Uncle Master, please, save my Master."

Looking at Liu Qingfeng crying at his feet, Ye Qiu said nothing and had no expression on his face.

Qi Wuhui came up and said anxiously: "Junior brother, you must have a way, right? You must have a way."

They were all no longer calm, mainly because Meng Tianzheng occupied too high a position in their hearts.

That is their spiritual support and reliance.

Therefore, after Meng Tianzheng passed away, everyone seemed very flustered, completely losing their former stability.

Ye Qiu glanced at Qi Wuhui and still said nothing. He waited for Mingyue to come up and said, "Junior brother..."

With tears in her eyes, she wanted to explain something, but Ye Qiu raised his hand to interrupt her and said, "Senior Sister, don't say anything, just follow me in."

Just now, Zhao Wan'er had told him the whole story.

Ye Qiu already knew what to do.

In fact, he didn't expect that Meng Tianzheng would suddenly pass away, and he was very confused.

Logically, although Meng Tianzheng is very old, he is not at the point of sitting and dying.

Feeling confused, Ye Qiu signaled everyone to take Meng Tianzheng into the cave.

When they arrived at the paradise, Ye Qiu signaled Liu Qingfeng to place Meng Tianzheng's body beside the pool.

"Uncle Master, what happened to my master? Why did he suddenly pass away?"

Liu Qingfeng asked anxiously, and Ye Qiu walked closer to take a look.

Spiritual power was injected into Meng Tianzheng's body, and he could clearly feel that there were many large and small wounds on his body.

The most obvious fatal flaw is a crack on his spiritual spring.

"Um?"

Upon discovering this, Ye Qiu frowned. Judging from the marks on the wounds, these injuries had occurred a long time ago.

During these hundred years, Meng Tianzheng had not participated in any major wars, nor had he suffered any serious injuries.

Why did such a fatal crack appear in the spiritual spring? This is the most important foundation for a cultivator.

As the leader of the Butian Sect, how could he not know the importance of the spiritual spring?

Ye Qiu was confused. He looked at Meng Tianzheng's old, pale face, turned back and asked Qi Wuhui, "Brother, have you ever suffered any fatal injuries in these years?"

After these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

Mingyue and Liu Qingfeng naturally didn't know, because they were similar to Ye Qiu and started later.

I'm afraid the only person who knew the truth at the scene was Qi Wuhui.

After Ye Qiu's reminder, Qi Wuhui felt as if he had suddenly woken up. He said in disbelief, "No... This is impossible."

"In the battle in the no-man's land a hundred years ago, Senior Brother's injuries had clearly healed on their own. How could there be hidden dangers left behind?"

Yes, after hearing Qi Wuhui say this, Ye Qiu probably had found the source of the disaster.

It was that battle a hundred years ago that caused Meng Tianzheng to almost die tragically at the hands of Tianmeng. Like Taoist Xuantian, he also left a fatal root of disaster.

However, he had been hiding this matter, and even Qi Wuhui, who was closest to him, didn't know about it, let alone others.

But this time, because his wish had been fulfilled, the breath that had been hanging in his heart finally relaxed, and the root of the evil broke out. Coupled with his aging age, loose bones, and depleted blood, it directly took his life.

This was the most direct cause of his death. Ye Qiu only probed a little and found the root cause.

"Hmm... I see."

With a long sigh, Ye Qiu looked at Meng Tianzheng's old face and felt admiration from the bottom of his heart.

The leader of the Butian Sect is the invincible eldest brother in all of their hearts.

It turns out that they have been enduring pain that they cannot bear, carrying heavy responsibilities, and living a difficult life.

Because of that battle, the Butian Sect was almost extinct and was in danger of being wiped out.

As the headmaster and eldest senior brother, he had been struggling to support his limbs and not fall down before his fellow junior brothers and sisters grew up.

He was afraid of death but didn't dare to die. He locked himself in Qinchuan for a hundred years and never left, just to ease the pain he was feeling.

Even when the emperor's tomb was opened and the great elders of the major holy mountains and lands appeared, he still did not come down the mountain.

Because he knew that it would be difficult for his body to compete with those old opponents, so he tried his best to retain his last bit of vitality.

"hehe……"

Laughing at himself, Ye Qiu shook his head and said, "Brother, you really made it difficult for us to keep this secret."

He was also a little annoyed in his heart. Tian Meng not only took away so many elders of the Butian Sect, but also the heads of the seven sects.

She also took away his master Xuantian and his junior uncle Xuanyi. Now that she is dead, she is also going to take away their most respected senior brother.

This woman's crime is unforgivable. If she weren't dead yet, Ye Qiu would really like to catch her, tear out her tendons and skin her alive to vent his hatred.

Some people may think this is an exaggeration. The person is already dead, so why bother to dwell on the hatred?

How could they understand the anger and pain that were engraved in the bones of the disciples of the Butian Sect?

She is unforgivable. At least as a disciple of the Butian Sect, I am not qualified to forgive her.

"Junior brother, what should we do now? Is it true that senior brother cannot be saved?"

Mingyue said anxiously, her emotions were out of control for a moment, it was heartbreaking to see.

Her master passed away early, and as the youngest sister in the Butian Sect, her experience was almost the same as Lianfeng's.

They were all raised under the care of Meng Tianzheng, so... her respect for Meng Tianzheng is no less than Qi Wuhui.

Ye Qiu turned around and gave her a comforting look, then gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Meng Tianzheng is very important to them, and the same is true for Ye Qiu.

Back then, when his master left, if it weren't for Meng Tianzheng's support and silent support for him, his Zixia Peak would probably have been wiped out from the sect long ago.