The apprentice is returned ten thousand times, and the teacher never hides his secrets

Chapter 378
"God, what did we do wrong, why are you doing this to us?"

In the territory of Liyang, there was a continuous wailing, and the people of Liyang who were struggling to support in the misery, only despair was left in their eyes.

Seeing that the hole above their heads is getting bigger and bigger, most of the land has been submerged, they don't know what they did wrong and why God treats them like this.

Under this catastrophe on earth, countless unjust lives were lost, and countless families were on the verge of extinction.

Such a scene of hell on earth fell into the eyes of all the disciples in the holy land of the immortal family, and they felt helpless and angry in their hearts.

"Ugh……"

With a sigh, Liu Qingfeng leaned weakly against a big tree, lamenting.

In the past few months, he has led tens of thousands of Butian Sect disciples in the disaster area, saving countless innocent people.

However, there are still many people who lost their lives in Tianshui, and their lives were ruthlessly taken away.

Seeing his grief and indignation, Qi Hao shook his head and walked up, saying: "Elder brother, you have tried your best, don't blame yourself, everything you have done, we have seen it, the people of Liyang have seen it, You are our best role model."

"Let's go, a few months ago, the master master has issued a decree, let us return to Qinchuan as soon as possible."

"The weirdness strikes again. In just a few months, several of our teams have been attacked in succession, causing heavy casualties."

"With such a delay, I'm afraid that the Butian Sect will be completely wiped out."

After listening to Qi Hao's persuasion, Liu Qingfeng just sighed weakly.

How could he not understand this truth, but... Looking at these innocent people, he always felt soft-hearted, and he didn't want to abandon these innocent people.

A hundred days in the world, a hundred wastes await prosperity.

On the thousands of miles of wilderness, many innocent souls have been added.

Looking back at the people below who were looking forward to and crying bitterly, Liu Qingfeng took a breather.

"go!"

Finally, he made up his mind to return to Qinchuan with the last group of survivors.

At this time, on Zixia Peak.

In the early morning, the first ray reflected from the window into the room and shone on Lin Qingzhu's face.

After a few months of deep sleep, she opened her eyes for the first time, and sat up from the bed with difficulty. Through the window, she looked at the gray sky outside the mountain, and the sky water poured in continuously.

There was a strong sense of loss in his heart, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"I... How long have I been asleep?"

The sight that caught her eyes made her have to ask herself, how long did she sleep for?
Is this still the world she is familiar with?

Pushing open the door, Lin Qingzhu dragged his frail body out of the room.

Looking up and down the entire Zixia Peak, it was deserted and lifeless.

Feeling uneasy in his heart, Lin Qingzhu hurriedly walked towards the hall, but there was no one in the hall.

"Master, Wan'er..."

Calling silently, Lin Qingzhu didn't know what happened, why the master and Wan'er were not here, where did they go?
The incomparable loss in my heart, the uneasiness in my heart became stronger and stronger.

Just when she was in a daze, a pleasant and unexpected voice came from behind.

"Sister..."

Hearing this familiar voice, Lin Qingzhu turned his head suddenly, and a fiery red figure rushed towards him quickly, and directly threw himself into her arms.

"Senior Sister, you finally woke up..."

Looking at the revived senior sister, Zhao Wan'er, who had endured months of loneliness, cried bitterly for a moment, as if she had found someone to confide in the grievances in her heart.

For a hundred days in the world, there are constant disasters down the mountain, and the life on the mountain is also very tormented.

The master went out, the master retreated, and the senior sister fell asleep. In the past hundred days, the impact on Zhao Wan'er's mind was incomparably huge.

She didn't know what to do, or what she could do.

You can only practice every day, and live like a year.

Gently stroking the junior sister in his arms, Lin Qingzhu asked softly: "Wan'er, how long have I slept this time?"

"Senior sister, you have slept for a hundred days."

Zhao Wan'er replied with her lips pursed while wiping her tears.

"Hundred Days?"

As everyone knows, as soon as she said this, Lin Qingzhu's heart trembled, and his brows were furrowed.

She had no idea that she had slept for so long this time.

It seems that Master was right in what he said at the beginning, the third sword of the Cao Zi Sword is indeed very expensive, and it should not be used lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

But this time, it was a blessing in disguise for her. Because of a deep sleep, her sword comprehension was improved to a higher level, and her strength improved by leaps and bounds.

Have some experience.

but……

Looking up at the hole in the sky, Lin Qingzhu felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, and then asked, "Wan'er, what happened during the few months I've been sleeping?"

"Also, what is going on with that hole in the sky?"

"Where did Master go?"

A series of questions troubled Lin Qingzhu.

Zhao Wan'er helped her to sit on the steps in front of the Qianqing Hall, looked at the scenes in the sky, and explained them to her one by one.

Tell her about a series of things that happened after she fell asleep.

When Lin Qingzhu learned that after he fell into a deep sleep, the altar collapsed, the sky and the earth split open, and when the sky water poured into the world, his face was pale.

She could imagine that the current world must be a mess, with countless deaths and injuries.

He also learned that tens of thousands of disciples of Butian Sect went down the mountain to help the world, were brutally attacked by strange things, and fought hard, so they couldn't help clenching their fists.

"hateful!"

Some time ago, most of the Butian Sect disciples have returned to Qinchuan.

But most of the disciples have their colors on them.

Not surprisingly, all of their injuries were caused by strange attacks.

Because of this matter, Meng Tianzheng was furious, and aimed at the source of the weirdness, he held another Qimai meeting to discuss how to deal with this disgusting thing.

Following Zhao Wan'er's explanation, Lin Qingzhu gradually understood everything that had happened during the hundred days she had been sleeping.

There was also a moment of melancholy in my heart, as if I had missed a lot.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Wan'er said again: "Senior Sister, Master went down the mountain a few months ago, and didn't say where he was going, just said that there is something he needs to do."

"After this trip, there is no news of him anymore, and my disciples outside the Butian Sect have never seen any trace of him."

"Master is currently retreating in the Zixia Cave Mansion, and now several months have passed, and there is no sign of leaving the customs."

Speaking of this, Zhao Wan'er felt a little depressed, and was very worried about the safety of the master. She wanted to go down the mountain to find the master countless times, but the sleeping senior sister needed her care, so she couldn't get away.

After listening to Zhao Wan'er's explanation, Lin Qingzhu was worried and remained silent for a long time.

"Master, the strength is unfathomable, and it is rare to meet an opponent in the world. I don't think there will be any surprises."

Whispering in his mouth, he continued: "Now that the human world is in such a catastrophe, I, a cultivator, have always taken it as my duty to save the common people, so I can't ignore it."

Speaking of this, Lin Qingzhu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he briefly recovered, and said: "Wan'er, you wait on the mountain, don't run around, I'll go to Yuqing Palace."

After speaking, she also left.

So far, the entire Zixia Peak left Zhao Wan'er alone, silently guarding the mountain gate.

(End of this chapter)