Chapter 121 Little Fish

Zhao Mu rushed all the way to the capital.

I saw thousands of giant ships placed in the huge open space outside the capital.

In recent years, the imperial court has made a lot of preparations to deal with the black flood.

For example, these giant ships are used to prepare for the people in the city to take boats to save their lives in the event of a flood.

Many ships like this were prepared outside various cities in the Jin Dynasty.

But now they are no longer used, so these boats are now being dismantled, or transferred as a whole, and sold to those who rely on boats for a living.

Zhao Mu entered the palace quietly without alerting anyone.

The Sravaka Gu dispersed and quickly found Zhou Yuniang's location.

In the main hall.

A white-haired old woman was lying on the bed, confused and out of breath.

Sitting next to the bed was a young woman taking the old woman's pulse with a worried expression. There were seven or eight palace maids standing around her.

Suddenly, Zhao Mu appeared in the palace.

"who?"

The young woman suddenly shouted, and the maids immediately rushed up and surrounded Zhao Mu.

Zhao Mu chuckled: "Haha, senior sister, I haven't seen you for many years, why don't you recognize your junior brother?"

bass!

The young woman stood up immediately and looked at Zhao Mu in shock: "Junior Brother Chu, you are actually still alive. Didn't that old bastard Guiling say you were dead?"

Inside the demon blood jade, the turtle spirit was extremely depressed.

Old bastard?

Is there anyone who calls you Uncle Turtle that way?

"What, they called you wrong? Aren't you just a bastard?" Black Dragon mocked.

The turtle spirit was angry: "Go to hell, uncle, I am a divine turtle. Do you understand?"

"No, you are the old bastard!"

"roll!"

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Zhou Yuniang looked excited and couldn't wait to walk up and look around Zhao Mu carefully.

Looking at her, it seemed like she wanted to hold Zhao Mu's head and kiss her hard twice.

It's been a hundred years.

She thought that Zhao Mu had died a long time ago and that she would never have a chance to see him again in this life.

Unexpectedly, today, Zhao Mu would appear in front of him again unscathed.

Zhou Yuniang felt like she was dreaming, and she almost couldn't believe it was true.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. Suddenly she raised her hand and pinched Zhao Mu's arm hard.

"Hiss...what are you doing?"

Zhao Mu gasped, this woman's hands were so strong.

"How about it, aren't you convinced?"

Zhou Yuniang stared at her beautiful eyes and said fiercely: "Chu, you are really tolerant. You never came back to see me even though you were alive, which made me sad for a hundred years in vain. Why, don't you want me as your senior sister?" ?”

Zhao Mu smiled bitterly: "Sister, you should know why I didn't come back. When the turtle spirit is still there, I'm afraid I will be killed by him if I show up."

Zhou Yuniang was startled when she heard this, and sighed: "Hey, that's right. That old bastard is too strong. We are far from being our opponents in a head-on confrontation, so we can only give in."

"But fortunately, after suffering for a hundred years, we finally killed that old bastard, and the Jin Dynasty has calmed down."

Zhou Yuniang turned around and walked back to the bed.

She looked at the angry old woman on the bed: "In just a hundred years, too many changes have taken place. Everyone I once knew is gone. There are very few old acquaintances in the world now."

Zhao Mu also came over and asked, "Who is this?"

"Shen Yu."

"is her?"

Zhao Mu looked at the old woman and couldn't help but recall the scene when he met Chen Yu for the first time.

At that time, he was in the Wind and Rain Sword Sect and had a decisive battle with Jian Chi to break through to the Heavenly Realm.

Chen Yu, on the other hand, was ordered by Zhou Yuniang to go to the Wind and Rain Sword Sect to recruit him.

I remember that at that time, Zhao Mu suddenly appeared in Shen Yu's room, but the little girl was shocked.

But now, the little girl back then has become gray-haired.

Time is truly the most terrifying weapon in the world.

Not to mention mortals, even immortal cultivators who have the ability to reach the heavens have their limit of decline.

Except for Zhao Mu, there is probably no one in this world who can truly resist the passage of time.

Zhou Yuniang sighed: "Over the years, I have been using medicine to maintain Chen Yu's body, but she has no spiritual roots and cannot practice. Now she is dying after all."

Zhao Mu patted her shoulder: "There is reincarnation in the world. Since you have embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, you should practice hard in the future. Maybe you can see her reincarnation after tens of millions of years."

"Maybe, I hope it will happen one day."

Zhou Yuniang nodded and turned to ask: "By the way, junior brother, how did you embark on the path of cultivating immortality? Did Turtle Spirit also give you the cultivation techniques for immortality when you left?"

"No, I got a fragment of a technique for cultivating immortals in my early years. Over the years, I combined it with the "Unknown Taoist Sutra" and figured out a technique myself."

"A self-created technique?"

Zhou Yuniang was greatly surprised: "You really surprise me every time. It seems that your talent far exceeds mine."

No, I just lived long enough.

At this time, Shen Yu on the bed woke up with a soft cry.

"Your Majesty, you are here."

She greeted weakly.

"Well, come and see you."

Zhou Yuniang nodded: "Come on, Xiao Yu'er, look who this is?"

Chen Yu turned to look at Zhao Mu, his old eyes suddenly filled with excitement: "Mr. Chu, are you Mr. Chu? You are indeed alive. I knew you would not die."

"Long time no see, Xiao Yu'er."

Zhao Mu sat beside the bed and took Chen Yu's pulse.

"No need to bother, Mr. Chu, my body knows that it is on its last legs." Chen Yu tried weakly to withdraw his hand.

Zhao Mu did not let go: "Be obedient and let me show you."

Chen Yu had no choice but to let him get diagnosed and treated.

She looked at Zhou Yuniang: "Your Majesty, have you found my two disciples?"

"Found them, I have sent people to take them back to Beijing."

"That's good, that's good. Hey, everyone is going to hang out in the rivers and lakes, fighting and killing people every day, what's the use?"

Chen Yu took a few breaths before continuing: "Your Majesty, Xiao Yu'er is dying. From now on, please strictly discipline my two disciples and don't let them go out and cause trouble again."

"Don't worry, I will arrange things for them to do, and I won't let them wander around the world again."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he fell asleep again.

Zhou Yuniang looked at Zhao Mu: "Junior brother, I can't do anything about Xiao Yu'er's situation. Is there anything else you can do?"

"I can only help her to extend her life for two more years, but two years is already the limit."

"Two years? That's fine. She still has some unfulfilled wishes, so let's use these two years to help her complete them."

Zhou Yuniang sighed: "What about you, where are you going to go next? Are you going back to Daoxin Valley to practice cultivation?"

"I'm not going back. Please tidy up the Mi Dao Palace. I'll stay there next time."

Zhao Mu shook his head and said: "Now that the bodies of the turtle spirit and the black dragon are rapidly decomposing, it is estimated that in more than ten years, our Jin Dynasty will be able to usher in the grand scene of the emergence of ten heavenly beings."

"Really, does that mean the immortal cultivator is coming back?"

Zhou Yuniang's eyes lit up.

She had been looking forward to that day for a long time.