Emperor Qiankun

Chapter 267: Finally, it seems that Mr. Hua will not live long!

Canglan City, at dawn.

In the city, an antique teahouse is hidden deep in the streets.

This teahouse is away from the hustle and bustle of the main street, quiet and secluded.

The green tiles, white walls, flying eaves and brackets exude an ancient charm.

In the backyard of the teahouse, an ancient locust tree blocks out the sun, its branches and leaves rustling in the breeze.

There are several stone tables and stone benches under the tree, and next to it is a lotus pond with lotus leaves and pink lotus buds about to bloom.

Occasionally, a few dragonflies land lightly on the lotus leaves, looking quite peaceful and lively.

Li Qingyuan and others came to the teahouse, then stepped into the backyard and finally met Mr. Hua.

Mr. Hua sat in a wheelchair with his back to them, his hunched back looking particularly thin.

He looked quietly at the lotus pond in front of him. The water was clear and a few red fish were swimming leisurely.

He held a fishing rod in his hand, seemingly fishing, but also seemingly in deep thought.

Li Qingyuan felt a pang in his heart, and hurried a few steps to come close to Mr. Hua, kneeling on one knee, his voice choked with sobs:

"Master, I'm late!"

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Only then did Mr. Hua slowly turn his head.

But after not seeing him for a month, he looked much older.

His hair, originally mixed with gray, had now mostly turned snow-white, fluttering slightly in the morning breeze.

His face was sallow, pale, and his eyes were dull, full of fatigue and vicissitudes.

The high spirits of the past are gone, replaced by a strong sense of decadence!

Li Qingyuan's heart sank suddenly!

As a sword cultivator, Old Hua was extremely sharp in the past. But now that he had come close to him, Old Hua was completely unaware.

Look at his appearance. His external condition is so terrible, and his internal condition must be even worse. I'm afraid he won't live long!

This wasn't just a minor issue! It was a life-or-death crisis!

Li Qingyuan became more determined to go to Zhongzhou - not for anything else, just to give the old man a chance of survival!

The road ahead is long, I just hope everything goes well!

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"Hehe...why are you here, kid?"

Mr. Hua's voice was hoarse, but with a hint of smile.

"Master..." Li Qingyuan's eyes flushed, his voice trembling, "Disciple is worried about you!"

"Go back, I'm fine." Old Hua waved his hand with a calm tone.

Li Qingyuan was very excited and went straight forward to hold Mr. Hua's hand, but he felt his hand trembling slightly!

Although it was extremely slight, Li Qingyuan felt it clearly.

This is obviously not a good sign, it seems to be terminally ill!

Li Qingyuan was extremely anxious. He immediately took out his space ring and frantically found a large number of healing pills and spiritual medicines...

Just as he was searching frantically, a large hand like dry tree bark covered the space ring.

I only heard Elder Hua sigh and say, "Don't waste your time... There's no cure for this disease in Canglan Continent!"

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Li Qingyuan's movements froze for a moment. He smiled bitterly, his voice trembling slightly:

"That's fine. Yue Qinghuan said Zhongzhou can be cured. You can rest assured."

"Ahem... this is just the beginning, not worth mentioning."

Mr. Hua coughed a few times, forced himself to smile, and said,

"As for you, why are you so worried? Are you going to Zhongzhou with me?"

Li Qingyuan nodded heavily with a firm look in his eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense, go back and practice hard. There's no need to mobilize a large force for this minor illness of mine."

Mr. Hua frowned, his tone blaming him.

Seeing that Li Qingyuan still insisted, Elder Hua spoke again: "Go back quickly!"

"I've walked more roads than you've eaten. I've seen all kinds of storms and waves. This is nothing."

However, Li Qingyuan's tone was firm, without the slightest hesitation: "Master, please stop talking. I must go to Zhongzhou!"

"Then you go, I won't go, you little brat, why can't I understand what you are saying, cough cough..."

Old Hua puffed his beard and glared, pretending to be angry. Later in his speech, he began to cough violently again.

The moment he turned his head, tears flashed in his cloudy eyes.

However, looking at the glaring blood on his palm, his heart was torn, and the pain in his body continued...

He doesn't know how long he can hold on!

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Li Qingyuan also noticed the blood at this time, and his expression instantly became solemn.

Everything is heading towards the worst...

Hua Lao turned his head again and looked at Li Qingyuan, sighing helplessly: "Are you really going?"

He compromised!

Since I don’t know how long I can survive in this world, I might as well teach this kid more things.

To be honest, he was an incompetent master. Apart from providing resources a few times, he didn't provide any other help.

Li Qingyuan’s achievements today are entirely due to his own efforts and opportunities, and have little to do with him.

Perhaps, this is also the last chance that fate has given to the master and disciple to get along with each other.

This is what Mr. Hua thought!

"Uh-huh."

Li Qingyuan nodded vigorously, his eyes moistened again, "Master, it's windy outside, let me help you go inside and rest."

“Crash…crash…”

At this time, a splash of water appeared in the lotus pond.

"The fish is hooked!"

A gleam of light flashed in Hua Lao's eyes. "Boy, hurry up and reel in the line. Don't let it get away."

“Swoosh…”

Li Qingyuan held the fishing rod and lifted it quickly.

In a moment, a huge fish weighing twenty kilograms emerged from the water like a dragon.

"No one should leave today. Let's taste this delicious fish soup together!" said Old Hua with a smile.

"Okay!" Yue Qinghuan and others responded.

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After drinking a simple fish soup, Yue Qinghuan left with her maid Xiaozhi.

The old ox also followed happily, saying it was to broaden its horizons.

Li Qingyuan naturally stayed and stayed with Mr. Hua.

With nothing to do, Li Qingyuan and Mr. Hua sat in the yard and chatted.

"Master, what exactly is the condition of your injury?"

Li Qingyuan finally couldn't help asking.

"It's a long story..."

Mr. Hua spoke slowly and told the story in a halting manner.