Chapter 1284: Chapter 1272: About to Leave, the Spirit Plants Garden Is the Only Place He Worries About_1 Chapter 1284: Chapter 1272: About to Leave, the Spirit Plants Garden Is the Only Place He Worries About_1 “This time, Everlasting Peak was attacked, injuring hundreds of disciples and six Law Enforcement Hall elders.”
Patriarch Xiayao didn't want to engage in a war of words, he deeply sighed and suddenly changed the subject with a mocking look in his eyes, “This account is on you, the required compensation should not be missing even a single spirit stone.”
“Ahem.”
Ancestor Kunlun touched his nose, and his smile froze on his face.
Why are these young masters so accident-prone?
*
At Never-Aging Peak, within the bamboo forest, lies the Spirit Plants Garden.
Mu Fan was packing his bags in the bamboo house.
The journey to the Northernmost Ice Field was long, and he might not be able to return for a year or even longer.
In the Storage Ring, he stored all the essentials, such as spirit plants, spiritual medicine, defensive magical instruments, talismans, and a change of clothes.
After everything was packed, he walked out of the bamboo house, closed the doors and windows, and slowly walked toward the Spirit Plants Garden.
The Spirit Plants Garden was full of vitality, and spirit flowers were blooming.
He squatted down, picked up a handful of moist soil, and took a sniff near his nose.
The scent of medicinal plants mixed with the earthy aroma, refreshing his spirit.
He took a deep breath, scattered the soil at his feet, and looked into the distance with raised eyebrows.
After today's farewell, who knows when he'll be back!
As he was about to leave, the Spirit Plants Garden was his only concern.
“Junior Brother Mu Fan.”
A graceful figure on a flying sword approached, landing gently nearby.
Li Xuerou held a bundle in both hands, her eyes filled with tenderness, and handed it to him.
“Junior Brother, you will be on a long journey, and the time is short. I haven't had time to prepare more, so I've gathered some warm, cooked food to take with you for sustenance.”
“Thank you, Senior Sister. I'm leaving now.”
Mu Fan took the bundle, put it into the Storage Ring, made a fist salute, stepped on his flying sword, and left.
Behind the figure in blue, Li Xuerou's eyes showed reluctance, and she tenderly reminded him, “The Polar Ice Field is full of danger. Please be careful on your journey, don't argue with others, and protect yourself.”
No one answered her, only the figure that looked like an immortal riding the wind gradually disappeared from sight.
“Junior Brother Mu Fan.”
Li Xuerou looked away with a heavy heart, her gaze sweeping across the beautiful scenery of the Spirit Plants Garden filled with blooming spirit flowers, filled with sadness, and speechless for a long time.
*
In the Primordial Orb, beside an endless lotus lake swaying in the breeze.
Lin Jinyang, Yi Xian'er, and Jinghong were full of guilt, hanging their heads and listening to the reprimands without any complaints.
“Sixth Brother, you're not young anymore, thirty years old, and you haven't grown at all. You not only delayed your cultivation but also made a mess of your mind.”
The lotus swayed gently as if expressing dissatisfaction, “Encountering such a big event, you, as the uncle generation, didn't teach Huo'er and Little Shui'er well, letting them make a mess on their own.”
“This time, the fire burnt Everlasting Peak. Fortunately, it wasn't the Thunderbolt Fire; otherwise, even if the Master stepped in, it would be difficult to calm the anger.”
*
“Master, this matter cannot be blamed on Jinyang. How could he know that the people of Everlasting Peak are so shameless and falsely claim to be a righteous sect?”
Jinghong grumbled indignantly, along the line showing that he was willing to go through the hardships together with Lin Jinyang, “Besides, when Mo Feng suddenly attacked and tried to kill Mu Fan, if it wasn't for Huo'er's timely intervention, Mu Fan would have been doomed.”
“Mother, don't blame Sixth Uncle.”
Little Shui'er climbed onto the lotus leaf, tugging at the petals and shaking them vigorously, “It's Little Shui'er who wanted to see Father and wanted him to come back to accompany Mother.”
The adorable baby voice echoed in her ears, the lotus's soft heart was warmed, and the petals softened as if they were about to drip water.
Chapter end
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