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"Uncle Fu, you're dead!" The smile on Liu Yiyi's face suddenly froze, and an uncontrollable sadness appeared on her face.

She looked into the main hall and saw that it was already filled with people with sad expressions. They lowered their heads to look at an elder sitting on a bamboo bed without saying a word.

Chen Feng had some doubts. Why was it that other than the old man lying on the floor, there were only women in the hall?

Liu Yiyi quickly walked to Uncle Fu's side, tears flowing uncontrollably down her face. She dropped to her knees, lowered her head and wailed, "Uncle Fu, Uncle Fu …"

Everyone looked at Liu Yiyi and sighed.

Liu Yiyi was Bi Luo Feng's youngest disciple. She was only 18 years old and hadn't seen through the problem of life and death yet. She naturally couldn't accept Uncle Fu's death.

Uncle Fu was a mortal, and was once a gardener in a village at the foot of the mountain. Later, his children all died for some reason, leaving him alone. Seeing how pitiful he was, the Peak Master of Peak Master Bi Luo hooked him up to the summit and took care of a few fields at the back of the mountain. This could be considered to be enough to allow him to live peacefully for tens of thousands of years.

Due to Uncle Fu's early death, he doted on Liu Yiyi very much. From time to time, he picked some fruits for her. Liu Yiyi treated Uncle Fu as if he were her grandfather. She would often save some medicinal herbs needed for cultivation and secretly pass them to Uncle Fu. However, Uncle Fu did not seem to have enough talent. Even after consuming so many pills, he still could not produce any true qi. On the contrary, the normally talented Liu Yiyi was unable to break through to the Essence Condensation Stage because of the lack of pills.

"Ai, Yiyi, Uncle Fu is free from illness and pain. His death has come, and he has walked very peacefully." A middle-aged woman in a palace dress said in a gentle voice as she caressed Liu Yiyi's hair.

Wu wu wu … "I regret it. If I had saved up more pills, perhaps Uncle Fu would have already broken through to the Qi Condensation stage. Then, he would have been able to extend his life and wouldn't have died." Liu Yiyi sobbed. Her sad face was filled with deep remorse.

The woman sighed again. She pointed to an embroidered cloth bag beside Uncle Fu and said softly, "Yiyi, you should take a look for yourself."

Liu Yiyi looked over and saw Uncle Fu's secretly fragrant face. An embroidered cloth bag was quietly lying beside him. On top of the bag, there were two flowers of different sizes leaning against each other.

"This big one is Uncle Fu, and this little one is Yi Yi …" Liu Yiyi clearly remembered the satisfied smile on Uncle Fu's face when he received her present.

Looking at Liu Yiyi who was lost in her memories, the lady spoke earnestly, "Open it and take a look …"

Liu Yi Yi Yi's body shuddered. Her slender hands trembled as she picked up the embroidered cloth bag.

The cloth bag was somewhat heavy. As soon as he picked it up, the bag heavily fell down.

Liu Yiyi slowly opened the bag and looked inside.

With a single glance, Liu Yiyi immediately collapsed. Her delicate hands could no longer hold onto the embroidered cloth bag as she fell heavily onto the ground.

"Pa ~ ~" The cloth bag fell to the ground. From the bag's opening, many brown coloured medicinal pills jumped out …

"Why are you not eating? Why aren't you eating …" The tears on Liu Yiyi's face became more and more anxious. Her grief-stricken appearance caused Chen Feng to feel a wave of heartache.

"Look, there's a piece of paper in the cloth bag!" Some of them had sharp eyes and started snorting.

Everyone looked over and saw that there was a crumpled white piece of paper inside the bag, and something seemed to be written on it.

Liu Yiyi hurriedly took out the white paper and unfolded it.

"Yiyi, it's not easy to obtain pills. I'll help you store them, but you need to cultivate them properly in the future." It was just a short sentence, but Liu Yiyi spent a lot of effort to finish reading it. When she finished, Liu Yiyi's eyes turned dark and she fainted from tears.

The palace maid reacted quickly and quickly took Liu Yiyi into her arms.

"Yes, Master." The woman carefully left with Liu Yiyi in her arms.

"Sigh... Uncle Fu is dead, but no one can take care of Ling Tian. Which one of you can manage Ling Tian? " Then, the woman looked around at the female disciples and asked.

The female disciples looked at each other, but no one spoke.

"Sigh, since both of you don't know how to do it, Mu Xue, make a difficult trip and go down the mountain to find someone who knows how to manage spirit fields." The lady in the palace sighed and spoke to the ice-cold Bai Muxue.

"Yes, disciple accepts the order." Bai Muxue nodded and turned to leave.

"Wait!" However, he cursed in his heart, "Haven't you seen me standing here for a long time? Did you ignore me when I didn't show up on my own accord?"

"It's you." The lady looked at Chen Feng and squeezed out a smile. "I'm sorry, we, Bi Luo Feng, have some private matters to attend to. Since you've recovered, let's go down the mountain."

With Chen Feng's spiritual energy, he was naturally able to detect that the palace girl was in the later stages of the Aurous Core stage. However, with his late stage Jindan Stage cultivation, it was already hard to imagine that he would have such an attitude towards Chen Feng.

Experts usually had the attitude of experts. For people whose strength was much lower than their own, unless they were close relatives, they would often put on a haughty attitude. Even Chen Feng from his previous life was the same. However, the fact that this lady dressed in palace clothing could treat Chen Feng with such kindness showed the calmness in her heart.

Just this point made Chen Feng hold her in a higher light.

"Senior, Chen Feng still has to thank your esteemed sect for saving his life." Chen Feng cupped his fists gratefully towards the lady dressed in palace clothing and continued, "Right now, I have nowhere else to go. If Senior does not mind, how about I temporarily help your sect manage the spirit farmland?"

"You?" The lady in palace clothing looked at Chen Feng and asked with a surprised expression, "Do you know how to take care of the spirit farmland?"

Chen Feng nodded his head, looking confident. "I have done it before. I should not be unfamiliar with the technique."

Seeing Chen Feng's solemn look, the lady in palace clothing suddenly had a sharp look in her eyes. A pressure that was not weak descended on Chen Feng's body.

"Let me ask you, just who are you? Why did he receive such a heavy injury, and coincidentally land on my Jade Net Peak? " The lady dressed in palace clothing looked at Chen Feng with her bright eyes.

Chen Feng's face turned pale. His heavily injured body could not withstand the aura of the lady in palace clothing for long. However, Chen Feng continued to grit his teeth and firmly stood in place with a neither humble nor arrogant manner. "I was only accidentally sent here after being chased and heavily injured."

Just as Chen Feng finished speaking, the lady in palace clothing abruptly retracted her aura.

"Mu Xue, you don't need to go down the mountain to find him. Bring him to the spirit farmland in the back mountain. We'll temporarily stay in Uncle Fu's house." The face of the woman wearing the palace dress regained the smile on her face as she spoke to Bai Mubai.