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Part 1_ Chapter 939

In the vast sky, a stream of light shot through the sky very quickly, full of mystery, like a falling star.

This stream of light is the special plane of Ning Tao and the Holy Maiden. It has to be said that it is better than an airplane. It can occasionally wipe off some oil. It is very comfortable. If you have nothing to do, you can still sleep... cough...!

Now Ning Tao is very anxious, worried about his master, senior sister, and all the disciples of Wudang.

Even though he rarely went back, as a Wudang man, he never forgot it and kept it firmly in his heart.

According to what the Qing Emperor said, there were sudden strange phenomena, raging disasters, heavy casualties, and even the ancestors came out of seclusion for him. It sounded very serious, but he couldn't completely believe it.

At present, it is certain that something happened in Wudang Mountain, but whether there is a real disaster is still unknown. Only when he goes up the mountain and sees for himself can he know.

At this moment, they have been flying for a long time. Miao Jingjing's strength has greatly increased, and she has integrated part of the saint's inheritance. She has barely entered the realm of god refining, but she is the weakest kind.

But even so, it was still an astonishing step. Miao Jingjing's pretty face was full of smiles, and she didn't get angry even when Ning Tao rode her, ahem, as a special plane.

At this moment, they were not far from Wudang Mountain, and they could see the peak in the distance, majestic and majestic, swallowing up mountains and rivers.

Ning Tao was in high spirits and glanced closely below, only to find that Wudang Mountain was surprisingly quiet, and there were even fewer tourists.

They quickly crossed the Wudang Hall and arrived deep in the mountains, at a small col that was very secluded and quiet.

Miao Jingjing was extremely fast, but before she actually landed, Ning Tao couldn't wait to jump down and landed directly.

After looking around, I didn't find any Wudang disciples. This scene was very strange.

Ning Tao's face was ugly, and he held the grass pheasant sword tightly in his hand, which was extremely sharp, and cautiously walked towards the back hill where his senior sister was.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that it was hotter here than other places, as if the temperature was very high.

Miao Jingjing was a little uncomfortable with it, but Ning Tao felt comfortable all over. He has a pure Yang body, so he is naturally very suitable for it.

As soon as the two of them turned a blind corner, they met a man with a sad face, which made them jump up in fright.

"What a thief!"

"Hey, junior brother, you... you... why are you back?"

After being shocked, the man asked in surprise. His face seemed a little flustered, but it was covered up by it.

Ning Tao also recovered from the shock, and it turned out to be Senior Brother Qingyang. He didn't expect to meet him so quickly.

I saw him anxiously saying: "Brother, what happened on the mountain? Why is there no one there? Where is my master and senior sister? How are they? Why is there no news at all?"

Ning Tao grabbed Qingyang and asked questions, his heart burning with anxiety, his face full of eagerness, eager to know the answer.

Qingyang was left speechless by the question. He opened his mouth but didn't know how to speak or answer. His face was full of sighs.

He only remembered what Uncle Wuchenzi told him: Ning Tao would never be allowed to know about the strange things that happened on Wudang Mountain.

When Ning Tao saw this look, his heart went cold, thinking that something had happened to his senior sister, and his body began to tremble.

I saw him grabbing Qingyang and roaring: "I ask you, did something happen to senior sister? Really?"

Qingyang's face was complicated when he heard this. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, as if this was a taboo.

But Ning Tao saw that he couldn't get anything out of the question, so he rushed over with a ferocious face, used Ladder Cloud Zong, and went straight to the back mountain.

When Qingyang and Miao Jingjing saw this, their expressions changed and they quickly followed him to prevent him from causing any trouble.

Ning Tao's face was ferocious and terrifying. He was eager to see his senior sister and worried about her safety.

I saw that he was as fast as a giant. Under the various mysteries of Tiyunzong, his speed was even faster, and the air was retreating.

As soon as he stepped into the back mountain and saw the scene in front of him, Ning Tao was stunned because the scene here was too weird.

At first, the scenery of the back mountain was beautiful, uninhabited and covered with trees. It could be said to be a quiet place to live.

But now, the mountains are all burnt yellow, and the trees, grass, and even the rocks and land look like they have been burned by fire.

But it doesn't look like it, because there is no smell of smoke, it seems as if the water has evaporated and it has been directly dried to death by the sun.

No wonder he felt the temperature was very high as soon as he came here, which was obviously different from the outside.

Could it be a meteorite crash? A meteor collision? Or the Wudang ancestor was fighting someone? Or... a natural disaster...?

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, but their speed increased instead of slowing down. Qingyang could not catch up despite gritting his teeth.

Suddenly, Ning Tao saw some Wudang disciples who were busy cleaning up traces, and among them he also saw Wu Hailin.

However, he was so anxious that he didn't even think of saying hello. He turned into a wisp of breeze and rushed over.

But Wu Hailin saw Ning Tao clearly, and for some reason, his expression changed drastically, and he even chased after him anxiously...!

Next to the cave, there is a newly built bamboo house. The scene outside is terrifying, but inside it is full of pain and sadness.

In the bamboo house, Ye Wanqing's face turned pale, and the blood spots were very dazzling and eye-catching. She shed countless tears from her beautiful eyes, and looked at a cradle in a daze.

In the cradle, there is a sleeping baby with a chubby face and charming dimples, which is really cute.

However, her appearance has a layer of light, one black and one white, one yin and one yang, alternating all the time.

At the baby's belly button and between the eyebrows, a Tai Chi pattern appears at the same time, as if it is suppressing something?

Next to the baby, there was a Daoni, who was Master Wuyan. At this moment, she was really confused.

Looking at the crying disciple, she felt a sharp pain in her heart, both for the disciple and for the child.

Even if you don't know who your father is, you can still survive in Wudang. But who knows, fate will play a trick, and the child... will die soon!

In the bamboo house, this atmosphere lasted for a long time, and you could still vaguely hear painful sobs, full of unwillingness and sadness.

Ye Wanqing was full of despair at this moment. Her vision towards the child was hazy, and her eyes were swollen and red from crying.

She was sad, sad for her child, and unwilling to accept that she had to bear this kind of torture and pain since she was born, but as a mother, she could do nothing, was powerless and helpless.

Looking at the sleeping figure of her child, she wished that she could grow up happily like ordinary people and be happy, carefree and without worries every day.

But all this is just a luxury!

In her absence, she unexpectedly saw Ning Tao, her junior brother, the man she loved deeply, and she gave birth to a lovely baby for him...
Chapter completed!
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