Peerless Xuantian Record

Chapter 645
Leng Qingqiu brought Yan Ruogu and others to the secret room where Hu Zhiyuan usually practiced kung fu, stopped in his tracks, and said, "You guys wait here for a while, I'll go in and let you know."

Yan Ruogu nodded slightly.

Leng Qingqiu turned around and entered the secret room, after a short while, he came out of the secret room, cupped his hands and said: "Young Xia Yan, the Palace Master is here to invite you."

Yan Ruogu turned to Lan Bi'er and said, "Bi'er, take Yun Fei around."

Leng Qingqiu said: "Miss Lan, why don't I take you around for a tour. Although this misty fairy island is just a small island, its scenery is no less than the famous rivers and mountains in the Central Plains."

Lan Bier nodded and said, "Well, okay, then I'll have to work."

"Please..."

After Leng Qingqiu left with Lan Bier and Xiao Yunfei, Yan Ruogu entered the secret room.

Hu Zhiyuan sat cross-legged on the futon, with his eyes closed, he looked extremely haggard. It was obvious that he was not having a good time in this short period of time, and he suppressed the magic power in his body with his own power.

Hearing someone entering, Hu Zhiyuan slowly opened his eyes, which were bloodshot, and said hoarsely, "Young Master Yan, sit down."

Yan Ruogu went to sit cross-legged opposite Hu Zhiyuan, and said, "Palace Master Hu, it seems that you are not feeling well these days."

Hu Zhiyuan sighed: "I didn't expect this magic skill to be counterproductive..."

Yan Ruogu said: "Don't worry, the Demon Subduing True Qi in my body can dispel your demon skills, but you will lose all your martial skills from now on."

Hu Zhiyuan smiled wryly: "Hehe...it's not bad to keep this life..."

Yan Ruogu said: "If I had known today, why would you have done so..."

Hu Zhiyuan said sadly: "These days I have been thinking whether I have done too many things that violate the morals of martial arts, so God will give me this punishment..."

Yan Ruogu shook his head and said: "Actually, all of this is caused by yourself, and it has nothing to do with God. If you didn't have the heart to dominate the martial arts, how could you practice such evil skills?"

Hu Zhiyuan's eyes lit up, and then he said sadly: "Yes, all of this is karma, if I hadn't dedicated myself to dominating the martial arts world, I wouldn't have ended up like this."

Yan Ruogu nodded and said: "Palace Master Hu, all your tricks have turned out to be nothing but illusions. I hope you can do more good deeds in the future."

Hu Zhiyuan looked at Yan Ruogu and said: "Young Xia Yan, I am not as good as you, I have lived for decades in vain."

Yan Ruogu said: "Okay, let's stop talking, let's start."

Hu Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Okay, let's start." He slowly closed his eyes as he spoke. . . . .

An hour later. . . .

Leng Qingqiu brought Lan Bier and Xiao Yunfei back to the secret room, and happened to see Yan Ruogu walking out of the secret room with a tired face.

Leng Qingqiu hurried forward and asked: "Young Xia Yan, how are you doing?"

Yan Ruogu said softly: "Don't worry, Palace Master Hu is fine."

Leng Qingqiu hurriedly ran into the secret room, and saw an old man lying on the bed in the secret room, with silver hair all over his head, and his chest undulating slightly.

"Palace Master..." Leng Qingqiu softly called with tears in her eyes.

Hu Zhiyuan opened his eyes with difficulty, a faint smile appeared on his face, and said weakly: "Qingqiu, don't worry, I'm fine..."

Leng Qingqiu choked up and said: "Master, your appearance..."

Hu Zhiyuan said in a low voice: "Don't worry, the old man was able to maintain his appearance by relying on the true energy in his body when he didn't lose his skills. Now that he has lost all his skills, he will naturally recover his original appearance. This is the true face of this old man."

Leng Qingqiu wiped away the tears and said: "Yes, Palace Master, as long as you are fine, everything else is fine."

Hu Zhiyuan said: "Qingqiu, Piaomiao Tiangong will be taken care of by you from now on."

"Palace Master..." Leng Qingqiu cried.

Hu Zhiyuan resolutely said: "I've made up my mind, so there's no need to say more. It's up to you to decide what path Piaomiao Tiangong should take in the future."

"Yes, Palace Master, no matter what, you will always be the Palace Master of Piaomiao Tiangong." Leng Qingqiu said respectfully, wiping away tears.

Hu Zhiyuan held Leng Qingqiu's hand tightly, and the two stared at each other for a long time, feeling each other's strong brotherhood. . . . . .

(End of this chapter)