Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

"It's done, the young master has succeeded!"

A pleasantly surprised smile appeared on Bai Zhanao's face, and then he froze immediately, "Is this... a little less?"

only three?

How filial!

"Could it be that the relationship between the lord and the young lord is not good?"

Bai Zhanao secretly guessed in his heart, seeing that there were really only three, he was immediately disappointed.

Generally speaking, the denomination of paper money burned in Yangjian is one hundred yuan and one thousand yuan, and three pieces of paper money can be up to three thousand yuan. Brothers in hundreds of numbers are not enough to fit between teeth.

Yang Jianye was not unhappy at all, no matter how much it was, it was his grandson's wish. He raised his hand slightly, and spit out mana from his palm to take the golden paper money into his hand.

"Fan'er is a mortal, has no magic power, and his yang energy is not enough to support burning too much at once..."

As he said that, Yang Jianye was stunned staring at the paper money, which was different from the paper money commonly used in the underworld.

There are two kinds of banknotes circulating in the underworld.

One is the yellow paper money from Yangjian, but it is very rare, naturally because of the loss of the method of offering sacrifices in Yangjian.

The other is the underworld coin issued by the Palace of the Underworld, which is quite different from the paper money in front of you. The material of the paper and the pictures and texts are obviously different.

The three photos in front of me seem to be more high-end and elegant.

Sensing that his expression was not right, Bai Zhanao's heart tightened, not to mention that there were problems with all three of them, he hurriedly leaned forward to look, and the ghost yelled, "Hiss~ [-]!"

Three cards are three hundred million!

Now that they are prosperous, not to mention eating and drinking, even recruiting soldiers and buying horses, all kinds of pills are enough to squander for a long time.

Yang Jianye asked, "Can this money be used?"

"Why not!"

Bai Zhanao had stayed in the underworld for hundreds of years, so he was naturally more knowledgeable than Yang Jianye, who had just arrived. He raised his finger and pointed to the 'Heaven and Earth Bank' and the head of the Jade Emperor on the paper money.

"This is a banknote issued by the Heavenly Court of the Immortal Realm. It can be used in all worlds. It is better than the underworld coin issued by the Palace of the King of the Underworld, and it is more valuable. I have seen it twice before."

"That's good..." Yang Jianye stroked his beard and smiled heartily: "Haha~ my grandson did a good job, and solved my urgent need!"

Bai Zhanao hastily flattered him: "My lord is lucky, the young lord is really a dragon and a phoenix among men!"

Yang Jianye was in a good mood. He flicked his cloak, and his voice spread around: "Brothers, now that you have money, let's go to the Iron City to have fun, eat, drink and have fun!"

Bai Zhanao raised his arms and shouted: "The lord is wise, the young lord is mighty!"

The group of ghosts responded, shouting at the tsunami: "The lord is wise, the young lord is mighty..."

Bai Zhanao was so happy in his heart, he secretly praised himself for being with the right person.

When he met Yang Jianye for the first time seven years ago, he saw that the other person was full of auspiciousness, which was extremely rare. He guessed that it must be a ghost of luck, and without hesitation, he took thousands of soldiers and horses to join Yang Jianye, who had only a few dozen people.

As expected, in just five years, the team grew to nearly [-] people, and even occupied a city.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. They were targeted by other big forces and joined forces to attack them. They were defeated and fled.

In the past two years, he has been running around, causing countless casualties.

If it weren't for Yang Jianye's high prestige and his support, the hundreds of ghost generals and Yin soldiers in front of him would have dispersed if they had already run out of food.

Fortunately, now that things have turned around, the lord who got the treasure actually asked the young lord to burn paper money.

Three hundred million!It's the first time!

It is conceivable that there will be a steady stream in the future.

With money, as many soldiers and horses as you want, pills, weapons, and treasures, when the time comes to conquer a great underworld city, Bai Zhanao will also be able to shock one side and become the hero.

Thinking of this, Bai Zhan's proud face turned into a chrysanthemum, "My lord, do you want to send something to the young master so that the young master can cultivate his mana quickly?"

With mana, you can burn a few more paper money at a time.

"That's natural!"

Yang Jianye stroked his beard, "Well, I have to buy medicine and replenish the ingredients first. The formation consumes too much, and you know a lot. Let's see what specialties from the underworld can be sent to Yangjian for mortals to use."

"My lord, don't worry, this matter is on the last general!"

"Well, pass on an order to let the brothers disguise themselves and enter the city in batches."

"The last general takes orders!"

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"Uh~"

Yang Fan raised his hand to cover his drowsy head, slowly opened his eyes, and the warm sunlight outside the window filled the whole room.

After a while, he sat up, still feeling weak all over.

Try to get out of bed and walk around, you have to hold on to the wall.

"My dear, it's just burning three pieces of paper money, it's as if you are going to die if you run out of money."

"It is clearly stated in the "Outline" that ordinary people can burn a hundred or ten cards at a time, and it is not appropriate to burn more. How can it be impossible to burn only three cards?"

"Will it have something to do with the denomination of the paper money?"

For a while, Yang Fan couldn't figure it out.

Fortunately, he was cautious enough, so he tried to burn one by one without knowing the exact amount.

If you just come here to save trouble, will you not be able to reunite with your grandfather and become the first genius who burned himself to death by burning paper? !

"I don't know if grandpa received the money?"

After chanting for a while, Yang Fan's stomach growled, and a burst of hunger came over him.

He picked up his phone and checked the time, it was just after 03:30 in the afternoon, "I haven't slept for long."

Suddenly his eyes widened, staring at the date under the time, and he yelled strangely: "You have been in a coma for three days?!"

Burning paper is September 22nd, today is September 25th!

No wonder so hungry.

Slowly walking out of the living room, Yang Fan walked to the dining table, and the tributes in the basket, except for the apples, had all gone stale.

"pity……"

Fortunately, it is only the first time to prepare these papers. After opening the yin and yang channel, it will not be so cumbersome to burn paper again.

The next time you burn incense directly to the spiritual tablet at home, just burn paper money with runes on it.

After tidying up, Yang Fan was ready to go out to find something to eat.

As a result, the courtyard gate could not be opened, it must have been tied from the outside.

At this time, Niu Guyu called.

"Hi, Mrs. Niu."

"Xiao, Xiaofan, you're delivering the delivery again..." Niu Guyu's voice sounded unnatural.

"Oh, okay, I'll go get it, Mrs. Niu came to help me open the door, I don't know who locked the door for me."

"Huh? You are at home. I locked the door. I went to ask you to eat and no one answered. I thought you went back to Jiangcheng, and you didn't answer the phone. Wait, I'm coming!"

After hanging up the phone, Yang Fan looked at it. Niu Guyu made a phone call the evening before yesterday, and also sent a few voice messages on Weichat.

But Jiang Yue's kitten portrait didn't respond.

"There has been no news for a few days, so I can persist."

Maybe girls are more shy.

As a boy, you should take the initiative.

Yang Fan pursed his lips, typed and sent a message: "Are you there?"

After a while, Niu Guyu's voice came from outside, "Xiaofan, throw out the key."

"okay!"

After opening the door, Niu Guyu was startled when he saw his face was as pale as paper: "What's wrong with you?!"

Yang Fan opened his mouth and came: "It's cool at night at the foot of the mountain, and I'm not used to catching a cold when I come back, and I've been sleeping groggyly."

Niu Guyu looked worried: "You! Are you feeling better now?"

"All right."

Niu Guyu put his hand on Yang Fan's forehead. There was no sign of fever, and he was slightly relieved, "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's go, my sister-in-law will get you something to eat!"

"I'm hungry." Yang Fan grinned and followed her out.

"What did you mention?"

"The incense offerings are broken and must be thrown away."

Niu Guyu turned his head and stared slightly, seeing that he was walking like a person who just got out of bed after the operation, stepped forward to take the garbage bag, and raised his hand to support him.

Seemingly blaming, but actually concerned, "Really, in the future, turn on the ringtone of the mobile phone louder, work outside and rent a house alone, and no one will know what happened."

The smell of sweat from her body came from the tip of his nose, and Yang Fan's heart beat slightly faster. Fortunately, the hot sun above his head quickly diverted his attention, and it was very comfortable to shine on his body, without feeling hot at all.

"I called you twice and didn't respond."

"I also said that you are careless and don't remember to lock the door when people leave."

"Ham, if I knew it, I would go in and take a look."

"..."

Along the way, Niu Guyu muttered.

She is such a person, kind-hearted and good to everyone. The name of the widow of the disaster star has caused gossip from time to time, but she always repays evil with kindness.

Of course, it would be better for Yang Fan.

For one thing, Yang Fan never looked at her with tinted glasses, and never said anything bad about her.

The important thing is that when Grandpa Yang was alive, he took good care of her;

Moreover, at the beginning, no money was collected for her brother's medical treatment, and she hadn't married to Yonghe Village at that time.

"Sit down first, sister-in-law will eat for you next time, soon."

Taking the noodles from the shelf, Niu Guyu hurried into the kitchen.

Yang Fan saw the express box with the yellow paper on it at a glance, and picked it up.

The font glowing red appeared again, and it really came from Grandpa.

The difference from before is that this courier box is much larger, and there should be a lot of things inside, which is a bit heavy.

After looking left and right, Yang Fan shouted to the kitchen: "Sister-in-law Niu, I'll go back and come over later!"

He was a little impatient.

"Hey, okay, you slow down."

Yang Fan, with his feet floating, returned to his home, went to the bedroom and closed the door to open the box.

Grandpa's dharma god phantom floated out of a sapphire porcelain vase.

"Haha~ dear grandson, you are so filial!"

"Grandpa is very grateful, and brought you a special product from the underworld!"

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