Destined Martial God Chapter 2045: Arrangements before death (part one)

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In the mansion, on the front yard square!

After hearing Xu Hanwen’s reminder, Yu Haoran slowly calmed down from his sadness and regret. He turned to look at Wu Zhengjun, who was kneeling beside him. After Qin Lingfei and Jian Wuhen, there was a gleam in his eyes. look.

After that, he immediately mobilized his divine mind, which was not inferior to the highest level of the Supreme Eight-Rank, directly swept the entire Southern Region, Eastern Region, and Central Region, and finally found the figure of Chu Zhongyu and others.

"Brothers, seniors, brothers Yiming, sisters Yuting, stay where you are, don’t move, brothers, I will arrange for the strong to come and pick you up and return to the sect."

After telling Chu Zhongyu and the others to wait in place, Yu Haoran turned to Qingfeng, Yu Siqi, and Lu Yuan to give orders.

"Brother Qingfeng, please rush to a dense forest at the junction of the Southern Territory and the Southern Wilderness to meet the seven junior seniors."

"Don’t worry, Brother Yu, I’m going now!"

After the spirit of mind was integrated into the specific location given by Haoran, Qing Feng nodded and signaled, and while rising into the sky, he directly tore through the mountains and rushed to the southern wilderness.

"Sister, please go to a valley at the junction of the Southern Region and the Central Region to meet my junior sister Gongsun Yuting."

"Xiao Ran, by the way!"

After a sound of relief, while Yu Siqi soared into the sky, she also tore through the mountains and rushed to the valley where Gongsun Yuting was.

"Senior Brother Lu, please go to the Blue Golden City in the Central Region and pick up my Eighth Senior Brother Lin Xuan."

"Got it!"

After a nod, Lu Yuan, who turned into a sword light, went straight to the Blue Golden City in the central region at a speed no less than tearing the void.

"Junior Brother Zhengjun, now you go to arrange for the people of Baichimen to return to the sect, and then use the power of the whole sect to practice the mourning hall." After Qingfeng, Yu Siqi and Lu Yuan left, Yu Haoran turned his head and bowed down. Wu Zhengjun next to him ordered.

"Brother, I know!"

After a nod, Wu Zhengjun got up and went straight to the other courtyard where the Baichimen people were temporarily placed.

After everything was arranged, Yu Haoran took out a ginseng fruit and a drop of panacea from the storage ring, preparing to extend the time for the teacher Feng Qingyun to return to the light, so as to give them more time to say goodbye to the teacher and apprentice.

With the strength and means of Qingfeng, Lu Yuan, and Yu Siqi, it only took less than five minutes to bring all the disciples of the Qingyun family back to the mansion.

Although Chu Zhongyu and others were also startled by the changes in the mountains and the innate aura in the mansion house, they saw the faint mentor sitting on the ground and holding in their arms. At that time, all the expressions suddenly gathered around.

"Nine brothers, what happened to the master?" Liu Guangwei, the second brother who has the deepest feelings with Feng Qingyun, asked with a trembling voice looking at the pale face of the master.

"The foundation is destroyed, life has come to an end, and the master is about to become a fairy!" Yu Haoran said with a sad expression, shaking his head.

"Master...!"

After hearing Yu Haoran's reply, Qingyun's disciples immediately rushed to Feng Qingyun and shouted loudly.

"Brother, it's all arranged!"

At this moment, Wu Zhengjun, who had dealt with the affairs of the sect, returned to the square. After nodding to Chu Zhongyu and others, he bowed down again and replied beside Ji Haoran.

"Hmm!"

After a nod, Yu Haoran looked up at Chu Zhongyu and others.

There was no need for Yu Haoran's instructions and reminders. With Wu Zhengjun's demonstration, Chu Zhongyu and others immediately bowed down in front of Feng Qingyun.

Send the pre-prepared panacea spirit milk into Feng Qingyun's mouth, and then use divine power to deliver the spirit milk into his body.

When the rich spiritual power erupted from the Wanyao Lingyu began to nourish the body and soul, Feng Qingyun gradually woke up from his faint state.

"Haoran!" After opening his eyes, Feng Qingyun immediately shouted with excitement when he saw the person in his eyes turned out to be Yu Haoran, whom he had been searching for.

"Master, don't speak for now, eat this ginseng fruit first!"

After signalling Feng Qingyun to temporarily control his excitement, Yu Haoran delivered the ginseng fruit to his mouth.

In response, Feng Qingyun smiled and shook his head and refused.

"Haoran, as a spiritual fruit bred from the spiritual roots of the earth, ginseng fruit is the best spiritual fruit to assist in breaking through the realm of the martial gods. It is a waste to give me a dying person, you should keep it for yourself!" /

"Master, just twenty minutes ago, the disciple successfully survived the tribulation, thunder and punishment, and became an immortal god. The ginseng fruit is no longer useful to me, so let's take it yourself, the master." Yu Haoran of ginseng fruit tried to suppress the sadness in his heart and persuaded.

Feng Qingyun was shocked when he heard that his most respected disciple had become an immortal powerhouse in less than five years. At the same time, there was a trace of relief and satisfaction in his heart.

"Not bad, very good!"

Although Yu Haoran can no longer use ginseng fruit to help break through the Martial God Realm, there are other disciples in the Qingyun line.

So, Feng Qingyun, who was struggling to sit up cross-legged, glanced at the eleven disciples who were kneeling beside him, and finally his eyes stayed on Chu Zhongyu.

"Haoran, if you still haven't resolved your inner resentment, then I will waste this precious ginseng fruit."

"If you have resolved the resentment in your heart and are not remembering your grudge as the fault of your teacher and a few brothers, then give the ginseng fruit to your big brother!"

Yu Haoran, my most respected disciple, has he completely eliminated the mistakes they made in a momentary confusion.

Does the Qingfeng's disciples still have the same enthusiasm and care as before?

This was Feng Qingyun's most worrying thing before he died, so he planned to use the way of gifting ginseng fruit to test whether his disciples really let go of his inner resentment.

Fortunately, Yu Haoran's next move made him breathe a sigh of relief, but there was no regret in his heart.

"Brother, here you are!"

Faced with the temptation of her teacher, Yu Haoran threw the jade box containing the ginseng fruit directly to Chu Zhongyu, who was kneeling aside.

"This...!"

The name of the ginseng fruit is known to ordinary people in the Profound Sky Continent, so how could Chu Zhongyu not know it as a powerhouse in the third-tier pinnacle realm of Martial Saint!

So, facing such a precious spirit fruit, he didn't know whether he should accept it ecstatically or return it to Yu Haoran immediately.

However, Yu Haoran doesn't even have the mind to pay attention to Chu Zhongyu now. After throwing the jade box containing the ginseng fruit to him, he asked Feng Qingyun with his eyes.

"Master, how did you get caught by the Lord of Buddhism and Taoism? How tortured during the period?"