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Chapter 2161 The Emperor's Followers

Jiujiang City, Lushan.

Lushan Mountain is world-famous for its majesty, wonder, danger and beauty. It is known as "the most beautiful and beautiful mountains in the world" and is ranked among the top ten famous mountains in China.

From ancient times to the present, there are endless poems praising Mount Huashan.

There is the majestic atmosphere of Li Taibai's "Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen from the sky", and there is also the widely circulated and far-reaching poem written by Su Shi, such as "I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain."

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Therefore, there is an endless stream of tourists coming to Lushan every year, especially during the holidays.

In this early summer, there are also many tourists, adding a continuous noisy atmosphere to this majestic mountain that has stood since ancient times.

At the foot of Lushan Mountain, in the south corner, this place is not an entrance to Lushan Mountain open to the outside world, so there are not many people in the foot of the mountain in the south corner.

There is a farmhouse hidden among the green trees.

This is an ordinary, simple farmhouse, surrounded by a fence, with three rooms scattered inside, and a small courtyard in front of the house.

At this time, a middle-aged woman walked out of a house where firewood smoke was rising. She was no longer in her prime, and some silver strands had appeared in her casually tied hair.

Her face looked a little pale, as if she was listless, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were extremely obvious. Judging from the contours of her face, she was also an extremely beautiful woman when she was young.

But now, her face gave people an old look that was inconsistent with her youth.

This is actually Lin Qianyin!

Ever since Lin Qianyin showed up to take away the witch during the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament, no one knew her whereabouts and never imagined that she was actually living in a farmhouse here.

Before the ancient martial arts competition, even though Lin Qianyin was already a woman in her forties, due to her martial arts practice and her natural beauty, she had always maintained herself extremely well and still looked beautiful and refined, just like those thirty-year-old women in the world.

For a woman in her early years, there is no trace of her being over forty.

But now, in just about half a year, Lin Qianyin seems to have aged ten years, her face is full of haggard, and she has even shown an abnormal old look.

At the moment, Lin Qianyin was holding a porcelain bowl in her hand, which contained freshly brewed medicinal soup. She walked into a room in the middle.

The room looked extremely clean, with only some simple furnishings, chairs, tables, etc., but no modern appliances.

Therefore, the most obvious thing in the house is a large wooden bed.

On the bed, a young woman was lying quietly. A thin quilt covered her body, but it could not hide her graceful figure.

This woman has extremely dazzling long purple hair. The purple hair is scattered on the pillow, setting off a beautiful jade face like the morning glow reflecting the snow. The slender willow eyebrows are full of spring, and they are not dotted but red.

The red lips are plump, charming and mouth-watering, and the beautiful eyes that seemed to be filled with stars in the sky are now tightly closed.

The eyebrows are competing with willows for green, and the peaches are competing with each other for red.

Even in deep sleep, this woman still exudes a stunning beauty.

This is surprisingly a witch. She is lying on the bed and has not woken up, but judging from her face, she seems to still have the breath of life.

There is another person in this room.

It was a middle-aged man, wearing white clothes. He looked about forty years old, but his eyes showed a sense of vicissitudes of life, as if his real age was more than forty years old.

There is a mysterious energy flowing in this middle-aged man's body. When he raises his hands and feet, he seems to have the voice of the Great Dao, and the coercive aura he reveals is subconsciously awe-inspiring.

Lin Qianyin walked in with a medicinal soup, looked at the witch lying on the bed, then raised her eyes to the middle-aged man, and couldn't help but ask: "Yuan, senior Yuan, can Diewu really wake up?"

It turns out that Lin Qianyin came here after leaving the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament with the witch. She had a secret method that could preserve the witch's life breath, but the price of this secret method required her to give up her own life essence.

To put it simply, life is life for life.

Therefore, after half a year, Lin Qianyin looked ten years older. On the one hand, it was because of heartache and haggardness, but the biggest reason was that during this period, she had been consuming her own life essence to keep the witch alive.

But this method is not long-lasting. Maybe a year later, as Lin Qianyin continues to consume her life essence, she will eventually die because of too much life essence. At that time, the witch will still be gone.

Lin Qianyin couldn't care about that much. She only knew that the witch could live day by day. Only by continuing to retain her vitality could a miracle happen.

A few days ago, this middle-aged man in the house came to the door and called himself Yuan Zifu, saying that he could cure the witch.

Lin Qianyin was surprised and happy at the time, but she also had doubts, until Yuan Zifu showed the most powerful martial arts power at the level of the spiritual realm, and even took out a blue pill for the witch to take, which was visible to the naked eye.

Lin Qianyin finally believed it when the witch's vitality became stronger and her complexion was no longer pale. Over the next few days, her complexion became flushed, as if she were alive.

In the room, Yuan Zifu smiled confidently after hearing Lin Qianyin's inquiry and said: "You don't have to worry. I am a follower of the Emperor of Heaven. I came to the human world this time to find the chosen one with a special destiny.

The daughter of the Heavenly Tribulation Fate has always been rare, not seen for a hundred years, and hard to find for a thousand years. Now, Diewu has experienced disasters. Only after experiencing this death disaster can the Heavenly Tribulation Fate be truly activated and can she achieve heavenly achievements.

Robbery God’s Body.”

"The Son of the Emperor of Heaven?" Lin Qianyin was a little confused, and she felt a little uneasy deep in her heart. She realized that the person in front of her had a great origin, and he probably did not belong to the human world.

Yuan Zifu seemed to see through the doubts in Lin Qianyin's heart at a glance. He smiled and said: "Mrs. Lin, don't worry about anything. I have no ill intentions, and neither does the Emperor of Heaven. The Emperor of Heaven is a rare person in the world for a thousand years."

The peerless genius whom I met is destined to unify the heaven and the human world. Therefore, it is her honor and blessing that Diewu can be chosen and become one of the Chosen Daughters."

Lin Qianyin was silent for a moment. She didn't think too much. In her opinion, as long as she could save the witch, it was more important than anything else.

If people are gone, there is no hope.

If people can wake up, they will still have choices no matter what path they take or what kind of life they choose.

When a person dies, there is nothing.

Lin Qianyin is not only the witch's nominal master, but also the witch's biological mother. As a mother, as long as she can save her child, she is willing to sacrifice anything, even consuming her own life essence.

Therefore, regardless of whether Yuan Zifu's move had any purpose, Lin Qianyin couldn't think too much about it at the moment. As long as the witch could wake up, this was more important than anything else.

"However, after experiencing the calamity of death, even if Diewu is revived, he will still have to pay some price. This is the characteristic of the fate of the calamity."

Yuan Zifu then said.


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