PDLP Chapter 280: A married master is like spilled water
Chapter 280: A married master is like spilled water
Lin Moran and Hua Jiantang have been busy during this period, decorating Mo Zheng's room and courtyard.
Tianze Peak became lively again.
His master finally came out of seclusion and returned to Tianze Peak!
Tomorrow, my junior/senior brother Li Fuyi will also return, and if all goes well, he will take over the position of the headmaster by the end of the year.
After the master abdicated, he still lived on Tianze Peak, so they could spend a leisurely time with him on Tianze Peak.
If it is true as Master said, that Li Fuyi has already come to terms with it and that all those things were just a misunderstanding, then that would be perfect.
Not only were they skeptical about their master's words, but several peak masters and uncles also felt that they needed to be verified.
But people are not as resistant to his return as they were at the beginning.
after all……
A married master is like spilled water. His master is hanged on the crooked tree of Li Fuyi.
Whenever he was mentioned, Master's expression was so obvious.
When I am alone, I always feel inexplicably lonely and I don’t laugh as much as before.
They saw all of this, and since Great-Master Jiuqi strongly agreed to let Li Fuyi take over the position of the headmaster, they gradually relaxed.
Just wait for him to come back and observe for a few days, and then we will know what the situation is.
Early the next morning, Xiaohua was waiting eagerly at the mountain gate, and watched from afar as Li Fuyi, dressed in purple school uniform, gracefully arrived riding the Taiwei sword.
He took a few steps forward and said, "Brother!"
Looking at Hua Jiantang, who was smiling and extremely friendly, Li Fuyi couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
Reaching out and patting his shoulder, "Well, you're back."
Hua Jiantang hadn't seen him for many years. He was very happy to meet an old friend again after such a long separation. He took him by the hand and walked towards the main peak.
"It's good that you're back. Let's go! Let's go to the meeting hall. Master, the uncles, and Grandmaster Jiuxi are all waiting for you there."
Li Fuyi was stunned when she heard this. "Such a big event?"
Seeing that he was a little surprised, Hua Jiantang explained, "Master wants you to take over at the end of the year. Uncle Jiuxi and his ancestor naturally attach more importance to you, Senior Brother."
"After not seeing each other for over ten years, I finally came back. Of course, I would feel relieved if I could see you in person, right?"
Li Fuyi glanced sideways at his junior brother who was smiling brightly, and admired in his heart that his junior brother, who had always been innocent in front of him, was now really mature and steady.
It was obvious that the people in the sect were quite skeptical about his return and wanted to see his attitude.
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, they became so harmonious that it was difficult for people to feel any resistance.
He does things properly, and it's no wonder that the name of the Frost Immortal Lord is becoming more and more famous.
The two of them chatted enthusiastically all the way and walked into the meeting hall side by side.
When they looked up, they saw their master Mo Zheng and uncle Jiuqi surrounded by several peak masters and uncles, looking at them with a smile.
Mo Zheng raised his head, smiled very expressively, and waved to them: "Fuyi, come and pay your respects to the Grandmaster Uncle and your uncles and aunts."
At that moment, Li Fuyi seemed to have returned to the past.
Several gazes fell on him as Mo Zheng spoke. Li Fuyi immediately came back to his senses and walked towards them with ease and grace.
He knelt down with a thud and bowed politely, "I, the unfilial disciple Li Fuyi, pay my respects to all the elders."
Before Mo Zheng could reach out to help, his uncle Jiuqi got there first and said, "Get up, get up, go back to your own land. There's no need for such formalities."
As he spoke, a stream of immortal power penetrated into his body, and Li Fuyi relaxed, allowing him to explore.
"Good! Good! Very good! Your master and great master really have good taste!" Great-grandmaster Jiuxi sighed three times.
The other peak masters were all a little surprised. What happened to Li Fuyi that made his uncle-master praise him so highly?
Then, Great-grandmaster Jiuxi laughed heartily and turned to Mo Zheng and said, "Your disciple is truly remarkable. He has such great fortune at such a young age. I'm afraid even I can't defeat him now."
Li Fuyi quickly clasped his fists, "Master, how could you say that? For both public and private reasons, why would Fuyi fight you?"
"How could Master tolerate me? He would definitely give me a good lesson."
"Master uncle, please don't say such things again. It hurts me."
……
With the full support of his uncle Jiuqi and his master Mo Zheng, Li Fuyi returned to the Zichen Sword Sect very smoothly.
In this way, he and Mo Zheng lived a life of love in public but a stalemate behind closed doors.
Li Fuyi quickly returned to his previous life in Zichen Sword Sect, practicing meditation, going out on missions, patrolling the station... and doing as well as ever.
His interpersonal skills, cultivation and reputation became more and more outstanding. On October 29, Mo Zheng again mentioned that he wanted Li Fuyi to take over the position of the headmaster at the end of the year.
This time, he brought out the same old clichés and even gave a reason that was hard for the peak masters to refuse.
In order to gain sympathy, he even summoned out the Zi Chen Sword and brought it out to gain sympathy.
Everyone knows that the Purple Chen Sword is very difficult for him to wield.
He spoke pitifully, recounting how he had gotten out of trouble after inheriting the Purple Star Sword...
At the end, he said that he felt sorry for the Zichen Sword and the sect.
Hearing this, Uncle Master Jiuqi, who hadn't objected in the first place, almost burst out laughing and stepped out to stop him, "Come on, come on, everyone, let's talk."
After Li Fuyi came back, he never hid his cultivation again. In this ethereal world where the strong are respected, he was already qualified to be the headmaster.
It was only because he "kidnapped" Mo Zheng and "ran away from home" on the day of his ordination that he was suppressed by several peak masters.
At the moment, his performance is really outstanding, and none of their disciples can match him.
After he came back, Mo Zheng was less dazed and was smiling all day long. Why should they act like bad guys?
Naturally, his attitude was no longer so persistent, and he just went along with Mo Zheng's rogue-like persuasion and agreed.
Once it was finalized that he would step down at the end of the year, Mo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.
When I flew back to Tianze Peak, the smile on my face couldn't fade away, and my good mood lasted until I returned home at night.
Li Fuyi walked into the room exhausted and saw Mo Zheng so happy even though he was alone. Then she compared the scene when the two of them were alone together. The warmth on her face disappeared completely.
"Master, you are in such a good mood today, but you know that the station I am going to is a long way away, and you didn't expect me to be able to make it back in time?"
Mo Zheng heard his sarcastic words, and the smile on his face instantly faded. "No...your succession at the end of the year has been decided."
Li Fuyi was stunned. "Master...are you really going to pass on the position of headmaster to me?"
Mo Zheng felt bitter inside, wondering how they had gotten to this point.
"Really...really, really. Fu Yi, if you still don't believe me, I can use my cultivation and aura to show off my skills."
That night, she had never touched him since she left in anger. When they returned to Tianze Peak, they slept on separate beds. Li Fuyi, who had always said that he was boring, suddenly grabbed Mo Zheng without saying a word and dragged him onto the bed.
The wild lovemaking that had not happened for a long time made Mo Zheng faint and wake up again.
It wasn't until Li Fuyi hugged his waist and abdomen and fell into a deep sleep on her stomach that he finally came to his senses.
He tiptoed to get up and go to the hot spring pavilion to relieve the discomfort, but Li Fuyi's hands seemed to be welded to his waist and could not be pulled away.
If I applied a little more force, he would groan in dissatisfaction, "Master... you promised me that I will never leave you in my lifetime..."
The two people were in a stalemate behind the scenes and couldn't even say a few words to each other.
Mo Zheng couldn't remember the last time Li said sweet words to him, and for a moment he felt a little nostalgic.
However, Li Fuyi's next words made him freeze there.
He forcibly pried Li Fuyi's hands apart, pulled out his waist, and almost fled out of the house...