The internal force is like a huge wave, one wave after another, non-stop!
Li Qiushui didn't expect that the Tianshan Child Elder's death blow would be so violent. He was heartbroken and shouted: "Go to hell!"
There was a loud bang.
Li Qiushui and the Tianshan Child Lao both vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Seeing that something big was about to happen, Ding Chunqiu flew up between the two of them, stretched out his palms to slap them away, then looked up to the sky and roared!
"Hahaha, you all die!"
"Ding Chunqiu, you are so brave, you dare to murder me!"
Li Qiushui got up from the ground and wanted to use his energy to heal his injuries, but he didn't expect that he was poisoned in his body.
"Uncle, it's not all your fault. If you had been nicer to me, I wouldn't have been so cruel. Now it's too late to say anything!"
Ding Chunqiu said proudly.
"Hahaha, bitch, you didn't expect that the lackey around you would bite you back! I'll take the first step and wait for you on the road to hell."
After finishing speaking, the Tianshan Child Elder rolled her eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground motionless.
Ding Chunqiu stretched out his fingers to feel his breath, "Congratulations, Uncle Master, for taking revenge!"
Li Qiu Shui swallowed the blood in his mouth and took a deep breath, "Ding Chunqiu, do you really dare to kill me? My disciple Lu Qingyun is outside, you have to think about it."
"Uncle, don't worry. When Lu Qingyun comes, he will only think that you died together with the Tianshan child." Ding Chunqiu said nothing more, flew up and clapped his hands twice in succession.
Li Qiu Shui flew in the air, vomiting blood one after another, and collapsed several layers of ice walls.
"Son of a bitch!"
Lu Qingyun, who had just arrived, saw that Li Qiu Shui's clothes were covered with blood, and his anger surged. He flew towards Ding Chunqiu, used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and struck him with one palm after another.
Ding Chunqiu did not dare to take a direct hit, so he could only keep dodging, but he was still hit continuously by the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
Lu Qingyun's current cultivation level is not the same as before. Ding Chunqiu was beaten until blood spurted from his mouth and he fell to the ground with his head straight.
Lu Qingyun glanced at Ding Chunqiu who was breathing out more than he was taking in, rushed to Li Qiushui, and carefully helped her up.
"Master, how are you?"
"I failed as a teacher. The internal strength competition with Tong Piaoyun damaged my meridians and poisoned me. In the end, I was slapped twice by Ding Chunqiu."
Lu Qingyun quickly straightened her up and used the Nine Yang Qi in his body to help her heal her injuries.
At this moment, Ding Chunqiu, who was lying on the ground, suddenly moved, slapped the ground with both hands, and rushed out towards the ice cellar door.
Lu Qingyun was concentrating on healing Li Qiu Shui's injuries and had no time to care about anything, so he could only let Ding Chunqiu escape.
"Qingyun, I am dying as a teacher. I have a small wish before I die. You have to help me fulfill it."
"Master, tell me!"
"Bury me next to Wu Yazi. I want to be with him forever."
Lu Qingyun felt sour in his heart and couldn't help but shed tears.
Although the two didn't spend much time together, Li Qiushui was really kind to him.
These are the benefits that can only be felt by the martial uncles and grand masters of Wudang, and Li Qiushui also gave them to him.
"Okay! I will take you, Master, right now."
Lu Qingyun picked up Li Qiushui and walked out.
"Wait a minute." Li Qiu Shui stopped Lu Qingyun and looked at the young lady sitting cross-legged on Tianshan Mountain with her head lowered. "Take your uncle with you. Alas, after decades of fighting, Ding Chunqiu finally attacked her and ended up... The fate of dying together is really a trick of fate!"
"good!"
Lu Qingyun tore the quilt into strips, tied the Tianshan child's grandmother behind his back, hugged Li Qiu Shui, and walked out of the ice cellar in a flash.
Ignoring Li Qinglu's shouts, she flew out of the Xixia Palace with her feet and rushed toward the valley where the Zhenlong chess game was played.
"Master, how do you feel now?"
While Lu Qingyun was galloping, he used Nine Yang Qi to keep Li Qiu Shui alive.
"Your magical skills are really powerful. You are not afraid of poisons. It makes me feel more comfortable as a teacher."
"My Nine Yang Divine Art is very powerful in healing wounds. How about I try it again now?"
"There's no need to try, I won't survive! But I'm very happy that I took in a good disciple like you before I died. God has been kind to me, Li Qiushui!"
A smile appeared on Li Qiushui's pale face.
Lu Qingyun took a deep breath, used all his strength to activate the Nine Yang Qi in his body, and kept speeding up.
After three days and three nights of non-stop running, we arrived at the valley in Cangshan Mountain.
Two new tombs were built in the valley, the larger one was Wu Yazi's tomb, and the smaller one next to it was Su Xinghe's tomb.
Lu Qingyun placed the Tianshan child's grandmother on the ground and carried Li Qiu Shui to Wu Yazi's grave.
"Put me down."
Li Qiu Shui looked at the grave with excitement, old things pouring out of his mind. When Lu Qingyun put her down, he threw her on the grave and cried loudly.
The eight friends of Hangu came out of the house when they heard the crying.
"Li Qiushui, what are you doing here, you devil!"
About ten days ago, Li Qiu Shui came here and mocked Wu Yazi's grave for a long time, then snatched a painting and walked away.
"presumptuous!"
Lu Qingyun shouted angrily.
"Master Qingyun, what do you mean?"
Xue Muhua, one of the eight friends of Hangu, didn't understand why Lu Qingyun was angry and said.
"Eight Friends of Hangu, no matter what my master has done wrong, it is not your turn to blame! She studied in the same discipline as Senior Wu Yazi, and is also your great-uncle. If I hear disrespectful words again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Qingyun, forget it, they are right, I am a big devil!"
Li Qiushui showed a self-deprecating smile.
"You go ahead, my master wants to sit here and won't do anything else."
Lu Qingyun didn't want these irrelevant people to disturb Li Qiushui, so he opened his mouth to drive them away.
Xue Muhua is known as a miracle doctor. He glanced at Li Qiu Shui's face and immediately felt something was wrong. He whispered to the others: "Li Qiu Shui's death aura has emerged. His deadline is coming soon, so we'd better not disturb him."
Kang Guangling nodded, "No wonder Master Qingyun is angry. It would be the same for you and me."
Then he looked at the figure sitting cross-legged on the ground, "I wonder who that is?"
Feng Asan said: "Could it be the Tianshan Tonglao?"
He heard from his former teacher Su Xinghe that the Tianshan Child Elder made a mistake in her practice and went crazy. As a result, her body was unable to grow and was only the size of a six or seven-year-old child.
Everyone else also heard what Master Su Xinghe said, and they all looked at the figure sitting cross-legged.
It's just that they have never seen the true appearance of Tianshan Child Elder, and they are still unsure.
"You don't have to guess, she is the Tianshan Child Mother." Lu Qingyun said in a deep voice.
Hangu's eight friends were all shocked.
Within a few months, the leaders of the Xiaoyao Sect passed away one after another. What kind of big event happened to make this possible?
Lu Qingyun said: "You go ahead, there won't be any problems with me here."
"Qingyun, show me the painting on your waist again."
"Okay, Master."
Lu Qingyun took out the scroll from his waist, knelt in front of Li Qiu Shui, carefully supported her with one hand, and handed the scroll over to her with the other.
Li Qiushui cleaned the stains in his hands, took the scroll, and opened it carefully.
Although I have seen it many times, I still can't help but want to take another look, hoping that the person in the painting is me, but. . . . .
Li Qiushui sighed heavily, "Alas!"
