Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

"Yang Fan is rude, but I still hope that the seniors are Haihan."

As Yang Fan walked into the hall, he cupped his hands and apologized.

The four golden elixirs got up one after another, and returned the salute, saying that it was okay.

Three men and one woman, three of whom Yang Fan met during the inspection department meeting.

Ye Yuanqing, the white-browed old man in black training clothes, came from the Ye family in Jiangcheng, the fourth floor of Jindan.

Ouyang Lie, a big man in a fiery red robe with a swollen face, came from the Ghost Town Sect, the second floor of Jindan.

Wearing a light green long dress, Li Quanzhen, a good-looking woman who looks about 30 years old, is from Mount Emei, on the fifth floor of Jindan.

The last middle-aged monk, who was wearing an orange robe and had a dignified appearance, was obviously from the West of Tibet, Shi Zuntian, with a five-level golden core cultivation base.

"Amitabha, poor monk Fayan."

"I have met Master Fayan, please sit down."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Yang Fan got to the point, informed the method of controlling the Qiankun Lihun Formation, and then went to the backyard together.

The five-meter-diameter circular array was laid out on the ground, already covered with a thin layer of snowflakes.

Yang Fan took out the array flags from the storage ring, distributed four black ones to the four people, waved a spirit stone into the center of the array eye, and opened the formation with a trick.

Immediately, a ripple spread from the center of the formation to the surroundings, the snowflakes were lifted up and dissipated, the formation became spotless, and the complex and fine formation patterns flowed out faintly visible halos.

The four set off, holding black array flags and sitting cross-legged in the four directions of east, west, south, east, and north respectively.

Yang Fan called out the black gourd again, and threw the man in black from the Japanese country into the center of the formation, and suppressed a golden big handprint on top of his head.

"Everyone, because the blue bug's spiritual consciousness is too much stronger than this person, it may not be able to be stripped out. At that time, this person's soul is damaged, and it is very likely that he will not be able to survive; I will search for his soul at that time, but the monks of the Japanese state will not be able to survive. I have been banned, and I ask all the seniors to protect it together."

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Yang." The four nodded in response, their expressions solemn, and they were all curious about the formation below them.

"Okay, let's start!"

Yang Fan is holding two formation flags, one red and one black, the black flag in his left hand is waving quickly, and the red formation flag in his right hand is pointing to the eye of the formation.

"Buzzing~" circles of white light emerged, slowly spreading from the center to the outside like ripples.

When the circle of light spread to the very edge of the formation, the four of Ouyang Lie poured their vitality into the formation flag, waved it to their feet, and quickly made a tactic with the other hand.

In an instant, the radiance was huge and quickly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, white silk threads rose upright from the formation pattern, quickly woven into a spherical optical net, and closed towards the center of the formation.

When the light ball wrapped the Japanese monk, the white silk thread was like lightning, wandering wildly and without rules, the Japanese man's face twisted, his whole body trembled and roared silently.

After a while, the ball of light dissipated and turned into five upright light gates, which shuttled back and forth in the Japanese man's body in an orderly manner.

The five of them stared at the center of the formation together, with different expressions.

The Japanese man's body seemed to be transparent, and a bug jumped up and down inside, but its range of activities was gradually reduced by the Guangmen.

It lasted about half an hour.

The little worm was squeezed between the eyebrows of the Japanese man, and he was about to be completely separated.

Yang Fan frowned, "He's dying, everyone, pay attention!"

After speaking, Yang Fan waved the array flag vigorously with one hand, and the blue worm broke away instantly, and stretched out his other hand, turning into an imaginary big handprint to press the Japanese man's head.

At the same time, the other four Jindan cultivators burst out of majestic vitality and fell towards Wo Guonan.

In less than a second, there was a bang in the Japanese man's head, bleeding from the seven orifices, his body went limp, and he lost his vitality.

"How is fellow Taoist?" The four stood up one after another.

"Wa's prohibition technique is also mysterious."

Yang Fan pursed his lips, waved his sleeves, and an illusory image appeared in the air.

In the picture, a group of small insects flew out of a blue light figure and rushed towards the 13 people, and then the 13 people turned around and ran, surrounded by many blue insects.

Only the memory image of this moment.

The five people looked at each other, and Ye Yuanqing said, "What's the meaning of this? Could it be that more than thirteen bugs came out of the valley?"

Li Quanzhen frowned, with a dignified expression: "There are more than tens of thousands of bugs on this person. If they are all released, each one can control a monk, then..."

Yang Fan shook his head, "Impossible, Chongzi uses his spiritual sense to control the monks. If he had such a strong spiritual sense, I wouldn't be able to come back last time."

After a pause, he said uncertainly: "Perhaps...these bugs can't get rid of the blue light figures in large numbers."

Fa Yan: "Amitabha, Daoyou Yang is right. Those who can control monks should be similar to insect kings. Others have not yet appeared, and they may have other destinations and purposes."

Yang Fan used vitality and consciousness to form a light ball to wrap the blue bug, and released the one he caught in the dungeon, hanging in the air for comparison.

The body size is the same, and the wave of spiritual consciousness is also the same.

"Seniors, do you know this kind of bug?"

The four of them observed carefully, Ye Yuanqing frowned and said, "Except for the color, it's similar to ordinary silkworms."

Ouyang Lie showed a thoughtful look, and pondered: "Blue, it looks a bit like a gnat."

"Mug?" No one else had heard of it.

Ouyang Lie explained: "The worm is a kind of Gu insect, which is relatively rare. I have seen it in a remote village in Ganzhou, but there is a difference between the two. The worm is light blue, but this worm is dark blue, and the worm is dark blue. There is a pair of transparent thin wings..."

After some discussion, there was no result, Yang Fan said: "It's not too late. We will go to the valley tomorrow morning to find out the situation. If we don't get anything from this trip, we can only look outside."

The snow that had fallen for more than an hour stopped, and the whole village was covered with a thin layer of white.

Yang Fan led the four of them to visit the village.

In addition to the original residences of the villagers, there are many more stone palaces and attics in the village, and some of them are under construction, which has begun to look like a fairy family.

"A good place, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and simple folk customs." Ye Yuanqing praised with a smile.

Li Quanzhen's eyes were bright and kind, and he couldn't tell that he was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years. He nodded in agreement, looked at Yang Fan with red lips and asked, "And the locust tree at the head of the village, must it be hundreds of years old?"

Yang Fan laughed and said, "I don't know exactly how many years. It's always been like that since I was a child."

Even in winter, the old locust trees are lush and lush, and the canopy-like canopy has the momentum of covering the sky and the sun.

In fact, the tree is only more than 100 years old. The reason for such a big change is naturally due to the watering of yellow spring water.

Ouyang Lie looked at an eight or nine-year-old child who was watching from a distance, and said with a smile: "Young Daoist, your sect's method of concealing cultivation is very mysterious, and there are many breath-holding techniques that surpass Xuantian Dao!"

Yang Fan smiled and said nothing, that child is a junior in the village, call him uncle, at first glance he looks like an ordinary person, but on closer inspection, he has a second-level cultivation of qi training, and the turtle secret formula is constantly running in his body.

Of course, there is an upper limit to the concealment of the Gui Yin Jue, aside from the spiritual consciousness, it can only shield five small realms, so naturally it cannot hide the truth from the golden core monks.

But someone with a strong spiritual sense like Yang Fan, even if it is five realms higher, it is difficult for the opponent to see through it under intentional concealment.

The five people came to the side of the reservoir. There was originally a dry field at the foot of the mountain on the left, but now it has been converted into a martial arts field with an area of ​​two acres.

A group of people gathered around to watch a man and a woman fight. The woman is Li Yinwan of the Yinyang sect, and the man is a monk from Shizuntian in western Tibet.

The four Golden Core monks each brought six disciples, three for Qi training and three for Foundation Establishment, and they entered the Tomb Valley Forest to increase their experience and knowledge.

They are all young people in their 30s and [-]s, with the lowest cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi training, and the highest ones have reached the peak of the third level of foundation building.

Yang Fan saw two familiar figures in it, Ye Dongxue who had completed Qi training, and Ouyang Feng who built the first floor.

"They are all good seedlings." Yang Fan's tone was a little envious, implying that the Yin Yang sect could not recruit disciples now.

It has to be admitted that the five clans and four clans have really recruited many disciples with good qualifications, and these people have obviously been promoted in the past one or two years.

Ye Yuanqing smiled and said, "It's also a good time for them."

"Fellow Daoist Yang, why should you be envious, there are quite a few talented disciples of the Yin Yang Sect!" Li Quanzhen looked at the few people who were standing far away from the edge of the martial arts arena to watch the battle.

It was Bai Qin and the other five.

With the spirit stone funded by Yang Fan, except for Bai Qin, who has a long-lived physique, everyone's realm has improved in just a few days.

Yuan Xueqi went from the ninth level of Qi training to the first level of foundation building.

Zhong Ting rose from the peak of the sixth level of Qi training to the peak of the eighth level of Qi training.

Fang Zhongping improved from the eighth level of Qi training to the ninth level of Qi training.

Zhuge Jin advanced from the peak of the first floor to the second floor of the foundation.

"Oh, they turned out to be disciples of Yunding Immortal Palace, and they were my reward for coming forward to reconcile."

Yang Fan's tone was flat and he didn't hide anything. Bai Qin had appeared many times in the dungeon. These four people might not have met, but a little investigation would reveal their identities.

The four heard resentment from Yang Fan's tone, and didn't say any more, but they were shocked by the strength of Yunding Immortal Palace. Since they can send out such qualified disciples, it is not difficult to imagine that Yunding Immortal Palace must have more outstanding disciples.

After wandering around for a while, the four of them bid farewell and went back to rest.

Yang Fan dodged and landed in front of Bai Qin and the others.

The five people saluted one after another, Zhuge Jin's eyes were a little dodgy, and his face was unnatural.

"I'm going to the Tomb Valley Forest tomorrow, Bai Qin, Yuan Xueqi, Zhong Ting, Fang Zhongping, would you like to go with me?"

The number of disciples in the sect was small, and no one with a suitable cultivation level could be selected. Originally, Yang Fan only planned to take Li Yinwan and another disciple who was on the eighth level of Qi training.

However, considering that there are many unknowns in the Grand Canyon, in case there are casualties, and the number of people he leads is small, it is inevitable that the population will be confirmed, so he decided to add four more.

Bai Qin: "It's all up to senior's orders."

Zhuge Jin hesitated for a while, and said, "Why isn't there me?"

"You?" Yang Fan looked at her face, "You stay in the village to take care of your younger brothers and sisters."

"I'm fine, I can go." Zhuge Jin blushed slightly, thinking that Yang Fan probably stayed because of his own physical discomfort.

The other people didn't know why, and their eyes focused on Zhuge Jin's face.

Bai Qin frowned: "Zhuge, listen to senior!"

Yang Fan looked at Zhuge Jin's stubborn eyes, amused in his heart, "Then Bai Qin stay."

"Gather at the entrance of the village tomorrow morning!"

After speaking, he flew away.

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