Lu Qingyun led everyone to retreat for more than fifty miles and set up camp in a remote ravine.
When there was a slight light in the sky, Jingxuan took two disciples and rushed to a town thirty miles away to buy the necessary items.
When I came to the town to buy the needed food, I accidentally met Dabo Moqiao.
Mo Qiao glanced at the grain store, with disdain on his lips, "Don't buy it, uncle has already prepared it. From now on, I will pay for all Mr. Lu's expenses. Where are you camping now? I will arrange for the necessary items to be delivered Send it.”
"Uncle, come with me quickly. Something happened to Shuyu. Senior Brother Lu still has something to ask you."
When Mo Qiao heard that something happened to his precious daughter, his face suddenly turned pale, and he immediately asked anxiously: "Jingxuan, what happened to Shuyu? Don't scare me!"
"I can't explain it in a sentence or two, so hurry up and follow me!" Jingxuan pulled a horse, put the reins into Mo Qiao's hands, turned to the junior sister who was following her and said, "You stay and lead the way for the caravan."
Mo Qiao had no intention of explaining to his men, so he got on his horse and followed Jingxuan out of the town.
When he came to the ravine, he saw Mo Shuyu sitting listlessly on the grass, and Mo Qiao ran over eagerly.
"Baby girl, what's wrong with you?"
"Dad." When Mo Shuyu saw her father coming, complaints and grievances immediately came to her heart, and her tears couldn't stop falling.
"Shuyu, don't cry. What's going on? You want to scare me to death!"
Along the way, Jingxuan did not tell Mo Qiao about Mo Shuyu's situation, but just covered his head and hurried on.
"It wasn't the medicine you sent that caused me any harm! Now I'm almost a useless person!" Mo Shuyu burst into tears in grievance.
Mo Qiao suddenly felt like the world was falling apart, and he kept blaming himself for listening to the rumors.
Ding Minjun walked up to the two of them with a cold expression, "Shopkeeper Mo, Senior Brother Lu, please come over."
Mo Qiao came to Lu Qingyun with extreme uneasiness.
His eyes were full of helplessness and anxiety, and his voice trembled: "Mr. Lu, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have bought those pills for Shuyu. I beg you to save her."
Lu Qingyun's face was sullen, and he wished he could go up and give him a few slaps to relieve his anger.
He knew in his heart that Mo Qiao, a maniac who dotes on girls, did such a stupid thing because of Mo Shuyu.
He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart, "Don't you know how serious the side effects of taking medicine randomly can be?!"
Mo Qiao plopped down and knelt in front of Lu Qingyun, "Mr. Lu, please save Shuyu, she is still young."
"Shuyu is my disciple, don't I want to save him? Do you know how serious a meridian rupture is? If your cultivation is useless, you will become a useless person in the future!
Mo Qiao grabbed Lu Qingyun's hand and cried bitterly: "Mr. Lu, I know that you are one of the best in the world, and you must have a way. As long as I can save Shuyu, I am willing to pay any price, even compensation." I’m willing to live my life forever.”
Lu Qingyun felt Mo Qiao's deep fatherly love for Mo Shuyu and sighed, "You get up first, I will do my best to help Shuyu recover. But before that, I need to know more about the pills. Please tell me, where did you get this pill?"
Mo Qiao wiped away his tears and remained kneeling, his trembling voice revealing deep guilt.
"Half a year ago, news came from Jiangnan that someone was selling a holy martial arts medicine that could increase one's cultivation level by a hundred years after being taken continuously.
I didn't believe it at first, but the news became more and more popular. Mo Er, the general manager of Jiangnan of Mojia Trading Company, assured me that he had personally seen someone's cultivation greatly increase after taking it.
Mo Er and I grew up together, and his words dispelled my doubts, so I started to think about it. After buying it with a lot of money, I found someone to check that the pills were non-toxic, and then I gave them to Shuyu. "
Lu Qingyun nodded after listening to the story.
Shuyu's cultivation did improve by leaps and bounds after taking those pills, and she was promoted rapidly from the early stage of the Grand Master realm in a short period of time.
She didn't know if her body couldn't withstand such pressure, which caused the meridians to show signs of rupture. Or maybe if you take this pill, you will lose your meridians.
Lu Qingyun fell into deep thought.
Is this an honest mistake, or is it a deliberate trap?
Mo Shuyu became his disciple, but only the Emei and Hengshan disciples knew that it was impossible for them to spread the news.
He looked at Mo Qiao and asked, "Did you spread the word that Shuyu accepted me as her teacher?"
"I..." Mo Qiao blushed and grinned awkwardly.
After learning that his daughter had become a disciple of Lu Qingyun, Mo Qiao was so excited that he immediately set up a flowing banquet to celebrate.
Lu Qing understood and no longer struggled with the matter, and asked: "It's Mo Er who buys the medicine, who is selling it?"
"I don't know, it was all arranged by Mo Er."
Mo Qiao, who had been fighting Shang Hai for many years, immediately thought of the key inside. He did not expect that Mo Er, who had followed him for decades, would betray him.
Lu Qingyun's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
That Mo Er was a key figure and had to be interrogated. He wanted to see if there was really someone behind the scenes who was targeting him.
"Jingxuan, take two disciples to Jiangnan Mojia Chamber of Commerce and capture Mo Er for me."
Mo Qiao hurriedly took out a token from his arms and handed it over, "Jingxuan, with this token, all the shops in the Mo family will obey your orders."
Jingxuan took the token, saluted Lu Qingyun and turned around to leave.
"Boss Mo, Shuyu's illness cannot be urgent. We will treat her after Ping Yizhi and Xue Muhua arrive."
Mo Qiao, the names of Ping Yizhi and Xue Muhua, had long heard that if they couldn't save Mo Shuyu, no one in the world could.
Mo Qiao's eyes were full of gratitude, "Mr. Lu, everything about Shuyu is up to you."
"By the way, have you sent the news to the Wudang Clan?" Lu Qingyun asked.
"Mr. Lu, the news has spread. All 20,000 Wudang disciples have descended from the mountain. It is estimated that they will join you soon."
"Twenty thousand!" Lu Qingyun was shocked.
There are a lot of Wudang disciples, but 20,000 people coming out at once is too exaggerated!
"Yes, after I learned the news, I immediately organized people to purchase various daily necessities and transported them all to the town. The two masters from Emei and my men will probably transport them here soon."
"If you're interested, go and comfort Shuyu. Yesterday, I was not in a good temper and scolded her. Now that I think about it, I feel a little regretful."
"Mr. Lu, you are too polite. As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father. Not to mention scolding, even beating is normal."
Mo Qiao stood up, bowed, and walked towards Mo Shuyu.
Lu Qingyun rubbed his cheeks, and was still shocked by Grand Master's generosity.
With 20,000 people in Wudang, it is not difficult to destroy the Yuezhou Beggar Gang.
By sending so many people, could it be that Grand Master wants to start a war with the entire Beggar Clan!
Lu Qingyun suddenly felt a little confused and couldn't guess what his master was planning.
