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On the top of Tianheng Mountain, streams of light fell from the sky and turned into figures.

Lifting a pair of walnuts that were about to be spit out, Lu Qingfeng shook the walnuts by the collar twice and said:

"How about it, Hu Tao, that piece of geomantic treasure land you found is now ready for use."

With a kind smile on his face, Lu Qingfeng said with a flat smile: "I promise to follow the rules of your Pastoral Hall and bury you comfortably."

"And I even bought a shovel."

"Oh~!"

With her mouth puffed out, Hu Tao looked at Lu Qingfeng in a dizzy manner, her dull eyes full of confusion.

His body shook suddenly, and Hu Tao's slightly lowered head suddenly lifted.

A trace of transparent liquid flowed from the corner of the mouth, and walnuts covered my face, I couldn't do it anymore.

Hurriedly tossing the walnut he was carrying aside, Lu Qingfeng looked back at the clouds above Liyue that had been pierced countless times, revealing a hint of refreshment.

Wiping the corners of his mouth, he just spit out a mosaic of walnuts and stood up.

"Humph."

Standing beside Lu Qingfeng, Hu Tao raised her head and said disdainfully, "I am not so easily defeated, Hu Tao."

"But since you don't want Qingfeng."

Shaking her still soft thigh, Hu Tao turned her face up and said, "Then I have to give it to He Zhen. It just so happens that he also has a team, which is very suitable."

"By the way, Qingfeng, that one just now was quite fun."

With a trace of excitement on his face, Hu Tao reached out and patted Lu Qingfeng's shoulder.

"Let's play again next time. With experience, I will definitely not be like this again."

Blinking his eyes, looking at Hu Tao who was walking forward gracefully, Lu Qingfeng turned his head and looked to the side.

"Master Zhongli, is there something wrong with your walnuts?!"

With his hands behind his back, Zhongli smiled lightly.

"I can't do anything about her."

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, Hu Tao looked up at the location he had chosen after running for several days and nodded with satisfaction.

"Sky! Has the tomb been dug yet?!"

Crouching at the entrance of the mausoleum, Hu Nuo shouted loudly with her hands in the shape of a trumpet.

"OK OK!"

A young man with a shovel climbs out of the newly built mausoleum underground.

Patting the dirt on his body, Chang Kong smiled and said to Hu Tao: "Don't worry, hall master, as the most powerful tomb maker in Xiangsheng hall."

"I must have prepared everything properly, not to mention that it is the mausoleum of Lord Yan and his old man."

"very good!"

Looking down at the mausoleum below, Hu Tao busily patted Chang Kong's shoulder.

"As expected of the person whose hall master places high hopes on you, it is indeed right to entrust Lord Yan's tomb to you."

Turning his head to look at the people walking towards this side, Hu Tao said solemnly: "Then, the burial ceremony of Emperor Yan's dharma body is ready to begin!"

A huge cauldron is enshrined in front of the mausoleum, and walnuts hold three long sticks of incense in front of the plates of tribute.

"Today is the burial ceremony of Liyueyan Shenyan King, Emperor and Immortal Ancestor Dharma Body, presided over by Hu Tao, the 77th generation hall master of my life hall."

Bowing deeply towards the cauldron in front of him, Hu Tao inserted the long incense in his hand into the cauldron.

In the misty smoke, Hu Tao turned to look at the people behind him and said seriously.

"In the past, the King of Rocks guarded Liyue for 3,700 years, the God of War, protecting the common people, and building Liyue."

"The name of this place is Tianheng, and it was the old Riyan King who erected a barrier for the common people to protect Liyue forever."

"Now that the Emperor of the Rock has fallen, the ceremony of sending the immortals has been done. Today, we will witness the body of the burial of the Rock God."

"I hope it will return to the earth and witness the changes of Liyue since then."

Slowly raising her head, Hu Tao clasped her hands together and said, "Please ask the emperor's dharma body!"

In the sky, a golden pontoon bridge appeared, spreading from afar.

Accompanied by the sound of the wind, a pair of dragon bodies guarded by Qianyan Army came from the pontoon bridge.

Holding the lance that pierces the rainbow, Fengshi stood in front of everyone.

Clasping his fists in salute, Fengshi said solemnly: "The emperor's dharma body has been escorted!"

"Then the burial begins."

After waving his hands to signal to the people who carried the dharma body to send the dharma body into the mausoleum, red butterflies began to appear on Hu Tao's body.

The butterfly of death sprinkled a little bit of fluorescent light, flying in the air, circling in front of the mausoleum.

"Butterflies lead to life."

A gleam of red light flashed in the red pupils, and the moment Hu Tao clasped her hands together, countless butterflies flew out of her body.

"Every time I see the hall master's secret method of rebirth, it always makes people feel peaceful."

Looking up at the red butterfly flying in the sky, Chang Kong clasped his hands together and said softly: "Go, Dijun, on the way to death, the butterfly will accompany you by your side."

The butterflies of the dead gathered together, then circled down, and gathered towards the body of the ancestor in the mausoleum.

In the continuously sprinkled fluorescence, the junction of light and darkness, the door of life and death is quietly opened.

Between life and death, in the depths of the earth, a vitality began to rise.

In the already dim dragon eyes, a trace of divine light appeared again, and in the golden dragon horns, a brand new vitality began to conceive from the intersection of life and death.

"Hey!!~"

Staring, Hu Tao looked at the dead butterfly hovering on the body of the immortal ancestor with a confused face, his mind was in chaos.

In her induction, a new vitality suddenly began to be bred in the celestial body that should have been born under the guidance of the reborn butterfly.

It was as if the dharma body, which originally had no soul but only remaining vitality, began to breed new life between life and death.

Turning his head secretly, Hu Tao blinked his eyes twice towards Zhong Li behind him.

"Mr. Zhongli, why don't you come and see what's going on, I don't understand Hu Tao."

Walnut's confused voice rang in Zhongli's ears, and Zhongli looked up at the location of the mausoleum.

A gleam of light appeared in his eyes, Zhong Li smiled lightly and said, "I never thought that such a thing would happen."

On the side, Ke Qing, who was peeking at Zhongli with her head down, heard Zhongli's voice, and couldn't help but look up in the direction of the mausoleum.

As traces of vitality gathered, new consciousness began to emerge.

A trace of astonishment appeared in her eyes, Ke Qing asked in astonishment, "What's going on?"

"Oh huh~"

Looking at the golden light of Sisiyan rising from the mausoleum, Lu Qingfeng smiled and said, "An interesting thing happened."

"Hey."

Wendy, who was standing at the back, looked at the people who were running to the edge of the mausoleum, and ran over to join the crowd.

Under the mausoleum, butterflies flutter around the body of the ancestral immortal, the power of life and death converges, and the golden streamer converges from the body of the body to the golden dragon horn.

In the Tianheng Mountain below, strands of the vitality of the earth nurtured and prayed by the people of Liyue for thousands of years are also continuously converging towards the dragon head.

The golden streamer of rock condensed into a golden light cocoon in the two dragon horns, and a new life was completely condensed.

hum! ! !

A golden stream of light shot up into the sky, and a faint consciousness was born.

On the land of Liyue, countless residents of Liyue looked up at the golden streamer in the sky, and a warm current rose from their hearts.

It was as if a dear relative was born in this world at this moment.

In the midst of the clouds, three figures soared into the sky.

At Wangshu Inn, a blue figure disappeared with the wind.

In the Moon Sea Pavilion, the three figures also disappeared.

In front of the mausoleum, in the cocoon of light, a small white hand poked out from it.