Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

That night, in the new mansion.

Yang Jianye recruits the military adviser Bai Zhanao and the fake monk who does not return at night.

"Monk, from now on, you will be responsible for finding special products suitable for use in the yang world, such as treasures, pills, talismans, and exercises."

Ye Bugui grabbed his bald head, and took two [-] million Ming coins from Yang Jianye with trembling hands, "Don't worry, my lord, the general will never hesitate to die, and I will collect all the good things in the wasteland of the underworld!"

Bai Zhanao glanced at him, feeling a little sore in his heart, this is a fat job.

Yang Jianye stared at Zhengliang's bald head: "I have plenty of money, I don't need you to die, and I don't care if you eat, drink, prostitute, gamble, or be greedy, but things must be done well!"

Ye Bugui bent down again: "The last general is terrified, but the lord is the one to look forward!"

"Go!"

After Yebugui left, Yang Jianye looked at Bai Zhanao: "Zhanao."

Bai Zhanao took two steps forward: "Master."

Yang Jianye sighed softly, revealing the look of nostalgia: "You and I have known each other for seven years, and I met you not long after I arrived in the underworld. This journey has ups and downs, and we have experienced life and death together..."

Bai Zhanao also had a sigh of emotion on his face. After he identified Yang Jianye at first sight, he never regretted it. Now the time has finally turned.

After some recollection, Yang Jianye said solemnly: "I want you to go to the Underworld to find the King of the Wheel."

Bai Zhanao was shocked, Nether Realm!

There is a distance of hundreds of millions of miles between the Underworld and the Wasteland, the power center of the underworld.

There is also the King of the Wheel, which is one of the ten halls of Yama, and exists at the emperor level!

He is a little ghost cultivator at the eighth level of the golden core, and he will talk about it if he can't get it, let alone see Yan Luo.

"This, my lord..."

Feeling helpless, Yang Jianye took out two letters and a stack of Ming coins from his sleeve and handed them to him. He said with a twisted beard, "I can't trust others, but you are the one with the highest cultivation among our old buddies. You should bring two reliable helpers with you." , go all the way through the teleportation array, first look for the King of Thunder and Lightning who was seated by King Zhuanlun. To the hand of the wheel-turning king..."

Bai Zhan was proud, and took the letter and coins, one for the wheel king and one for himself.

It seems that the lord has been prepared for a long time, and it should be that the person who got the treasure has a care in his heart.

He knows more about the King of Thunder and Lightning than Yang Jianye, and the underworld is famous for taking all ghosts, big and small, and will not refuse anyone who comes.

The lord's subordinates know that relatives have sent money from Yangjian, and only he knows the details, but it is different from ordinary yin and yang smuggling and relative sacrifices.

This can only be done by yourself.

"My lord, don't worry, I will definitely do my best to get things done!"

"Well, when you return in triumph, you will be the lord of the city!"

After Bai Zhanao left, Yang Jianye looked at the rockery in the courtyard with his hands behind his back and shook his head.

This method can only be tried.

It is best to be natural, but to find another way if it is not.

At least there is a filial grandson in Yangjian who will give him continuous support.

Just as he was thinking about it, Yang Jianye suddenly felt blessed, he raised his head to look at the gray sky, laughed loudly, and praised in his heart: "You are really a filial grandson!"

Sure enough, within three seconds, lightning flashed across the sky, and a loud bang suddenly appeared.

It's time to pay!

A total of ten cards, one billion.

Just when Yang Jianye thought it was over, something suddenly appeared in the sky.

"That's... a car!"

Looking at the car that automatically appears normal size after landing, it is full of metal texture, beautiful lines, luxurious atmosphere... It is a silver Mercedes-Benz, which is exactly the same as the one in Yangjian!

Yang Jianye blinked, his face became strange.

"What's the use of this thing in the underworld?"

"Pretentious?"

Yang Jianye wandered around the Mercedes-Benz and murmured, "It can be driven in the city, but where can I get gasoline?"

"Old man, I can't drive either!"

Ye Bugui and Bai Zhanao, who had just left, returned, followed by a group of people, including the former subordinate ghost general, Bai Ao and Sima Yi, all of whom were attracted by the thunderous news.

"What is this?!" Most of the people didn't recognize it, and their faces were inexplicably surprised. At a glance, they knew that this thing did not belong to the underworld. It was so eye-catching.

"Car!" Someone also recognized it, their mouths were open and their views were subverted.

"Oh, this is the magic weapon that my handsome grandson burned from the underworld."

Yang Jianye responded casually with his beard, and looked at the Yin soldier guard who called 'car'. This man is a wild ghost who came down from Blue Star in recent years. He took him in as a close guard, "Xiao Ke, can you drive?"

"My lord, I have opened it before."

Yang Jianye nodded and pondered for a moment, "Okay, go up and try, and see if you fill the fuel tank or drive the engine with mana."

Yang Jianye thought it was unreliable to ask his grandson to burn gasoline, but since he could burn the car over, there is a high probability that it would work.

According to the situation in the underworld, it should be similar to a magic weapon, driven by magic power.

The guards of the Yin soldiers were eager to try, their eyes were full of light, they opened the car door and entered the driver's cab under the gaze of a group of people.

"My lord, yes!"

After the words fell, the Mercedes-Benz started on the stone road in the courtyard and sped out.

After a few laps, the Mercedes-Benz was getting faster and faster, and finally only an afterimage could be seen.

Sima Yi squinted his triangular eyes, and said to Bai Ao through a voice transmission: "My lord, Yang Jianye is a man of great luck, we must make friends, Yan Luozhi said it is not a dream!"

All the ghosts will talk about it.

"Amazing! There is such a beautiful magic weapon in Yangjian!"

"I just don't know how powerful it is."

"Just looking at this speed is not ordinary, and the mana consumption may be relatively large."

"Xiao Ke has just built his foundation, so it's great to be able to persist for so long!"

"..."

A quarter of an hour later, the Mercedes-Benz drifted to a stop, and Xiao Ke got out of the car, his face flushed with excitement: "My lord, it's unbelievable. I've never been so happy to drive before!"

Yang Jianye stared at him and asked, "How about the mana consumption?"

"It's not bad, it consumes less than a first-level magic weapon."

"Okay!" Yang Jianye clapped his hands and smiled, "From now on, you will be my full-time driver!"

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"I don't know if the car can be used if it burns to hell."

"If it can't be used as a magic weapon, do I have to buy a paper oil drum and burn it to refuel the car?"

"Even if it can't be used, it's not bad to give it to grandpa as a decoration. When you see the car, you will think of me. It may not be necessary to send more express delivery."

Thinking of this, Yang Fan couldn't help laughing, cleaned up the brazier, and went into the basement to practice.

In the afternoon of the next day, Niu Guyu came to the door with a courier box in his arms, searched around, and knocked on the floor door of the secret room.

"What's the matter, Mrs. Niu...Express delivery!"

Yang Fan recognized it as grandpa's courier at a glance, but he didn't expect it to be so fast this time.

"Yes, your master has delivered something again!" Niu Guyu stepped down halfway to the steps and handed it to Yang Fan, looking around the secret room with a pair of eyes.

It is very spacious, the space of fifty square meters is empty, except for the stone bed, stone table, stone bench, and a paper car in the corner, there is nothing else.

Yang Fan held the express box and looked at it, then looked up at Niu Guyu.

"Oh, the sister-in-law is going back first."

Niu Guyu understood the meaning, and guessed that the things sent by Master Yang Fan still had secrets.

After she left, Yang Fan opened the express box, and Yang Jianye's body appeared immediately.

"Haha, dear grandson! We meet again!"

"Grandpa!" Yang Fan was delighted.

Yang Jianye smiled and said: "You burn the car down, and I can't drive it either!"

"..." Yang Fan was stunned, he really didn't think about this question, and asked: "Is there no kid in the underworld who can drive?"

Yang Jianye laughed loudly: "Yes, I also went down from Lanxing Yangjian. The car is very useful, and now it has become a means of transportation for grandpa, but I can only wander around the city to pretend to be aggressive."

"Does it really work? I was thinking about burning paper oil drums for you!" Yang Fan felt very moved when he thought of his grandfather riding a Mercedes in the underworld.

"Yes, drive with magic power..."

After briefly explaining the situation, Yang Jianye continued: "Grandpa has already ordered someone to collect special products for you. It will take a while, but this time I only brought some pills. Every time you use the formation, you need to consume a lot of vitality. It takes a sliver of consciousness, so the next time I give you special products, Grandpa's Dharma Body will not come up, and will write down the instructions for using the special products in detail."

Yang Fan nodded: "Okay, grandson understands, I have enough training resources now, and when you reach the seventh level of Qi training, using Yangling to contact should not have that much impact on you, right?"

"Correct!"

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