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Chapter 270 The cause of trouble a hundred years ago

At this time, in front of Qianqing Hall.

"Ah...I'm so anxious, so anxious."

"I don't know if Junior Brother Ye can save senior brother. If senior brother really dies, I can't imagine what kind of chaos will happen in the entire Eastern Wasteland."

Among the crowd, Lu Feng paced back and forth, anxious, looking towards the back hill from time to time.

In the entire square, all the disciples were in confusion. Meng Tianzheng's sudden death was a huge blow to the Butian Sect.

You know, he is in this position, which is very special.

Today's Butian Sect is the most holy land in the Eastern Wasteland. As the leader of the first holy land, the sudden death is a huge change for the Eastern Wasteland.

Neither sitting nor standing, Lu Feng was in a hurry.

But they could do nothing but wait quietly for good news to come from the mountains behind.

At this moment, outside Zixia Cave.

As the door opened wide, Liu Qingfeng, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of surprise.

Just seeing a white figure walking out from inside, Liu Qingfeng crawled up to Ye Qiu and said: "Uncle Master, please save my master."

Looking at Liu Qingfeng who was crying at his feet, Ye Qiu said nothing and had no expression on his face.

Qi Wuhui walked up and said eagerly: "Junior brother, you must have a solution, right? You must have a solution."

They all lost their composure, mainly because Meng Tianzheng occupied too high a position in their hearts.

That is their spiritual support and reliance.

Therefore, after Meng Tianzheng passed away, everyone seemed very flustered, completely losing their former stability.

Ye Qiu glanced at Qi Wuhui, but still said nothing. He waited until Mingyue came up and said again: "Junior brother..."

With tears in her eyes, she wanted to explain something, but Ye Qiu raised his hand and interrupted, saying: "Senior sister, don't say anything. Come in with me."

Just now, Zhao Waner had told him the ins and outs of this matter.

Ye Qiu already knew what to do.

In fact, he did not expect that Meng Tianzheng would suddenly pass away, and he was very confused.

It stands to reason that although Meng Tianzheng is very old, he is not at the point of passing away.

Feeling confused, Ye Qiu motioned to everyone to take Meng Tianzheng into the cave.

Arriving at the Paradise of Cave Heaven, Ye Qiu signaled Liu Qingfeng to place Meng Tianzheng's body beside the pool.

"Uncle Master, what happened to my master? Why did he suddenly pass away?"

Liu Qingfeng asked eagerly, and Ye Qiu came closer to check.

After spiritual power was injected into Meng Tianzheng's body, he could clearly detect that there were many large and small wounds in his body.

The most obvious fatal flaw is a crack in his spiritual spring.

"Huh?"

Upon discovering this, Ye Qiu frowned. Judging from the traces of the wounds, these injuries were already long ago.

In the past hundred years, Meng Tianzheng has not participated in any major battles, nor has he suffered any serious injuries.

Why are there such fatal cracks in the spiritual spring? This is the most important foundation of a monk.

As the leader of Butian Sect, how could he not know the importance of Lingquan?

Ye Qiu was confused and looked at Meng Tianzheng's old, pale face. He turned back to Qi Wuhui and asked, "Senior brother, have you suffered any fatal injuries in these years?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned for a moment.
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