Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

Dongyang County, underground city.

Qinling Guild Hall.

A young man casually responded to the call from his fellow disciples, rushed into the backyard, went to the underground training room and knocked on a stone door: "Master Wumen! Master Wumen!"

The stone door opened, Wu Wenfu frowned, "What's the matter, so frizzy!"

The man gave a salute, and hurriedly said: "Master, the soul cards of the disciples who went to the Grand Canyon of the Tomb Valley Forest were all shattered!"

Wu Wenfu stood up suddenly, his eyes caught everyone's eyes: "All? All gone? Patriarch Lie!"

"No, Patriarch Lie's soul card has only one tiny crack, and Ouyang Feng's has three cracks, and the other people's soul cards shattered into powder!"

Wu Wenfu heaved a sigh of relief, glared at the man, then looked solemn, and murmured in his heart: The Grand Canyon is worthy of being called the Valley of Death, so less than three days have passed, right?

His eyes flickered for a while, and he said: "Don't publicize this matter, you go to Ye's house... I should go in person!"

The man followed closely, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to inform Yanzu?"

"Being not!"

At the same time, the disciples guarding the soul cards in Ye Family, Mount Emei, and Si Zuntian in Western Tibet all discovered abnormalities in the soul cards.

Yonghe Village, student dormitory.

Bai Qin, who was practicing, opened his eyes suddenly, his face was horrified, Fang Zhongping's soul card in the storage ring suddenly burst, and the other three also had cracks.

She hurried out of the building, swept away her consciousness, and flew towards a figure, "Senior Brother Peng!"

Peng Tong cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Bai, what can I do for you?"

"Something happened to my senior brother and sister..."

After listening to the description, Peng Tong's expression changed, and he ran towards the ancestral hall of Yonghe Village. He found two soul cards in the secret room of the Hall of Law Enforcement, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Qin was waiting outside, seeing him coming out, he hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

Peng Tong: "My elder brother's soul card is not here, senior sister Li's is intact, and senior brother Zhang's is cracked in three places."

Bai Qin frowned, took out his mobile phone and dialed 'Young Master', but couldn't get through.

Peng Tong also called Niu Guyu to inform him of the matter.

On the other side, Niu Guyu was startled when he received the news, and hurriedly dialed the number of his disciple in Haizhou, asking him to enter Feihe Secret Realm to inquire, because Yang Fan's soul card was placed with Shen Xintong.

Afterwards, she left the Fanxing Pavilion and walked quickly to the nearest Mount Emei Guild Hall.

Feihe Secret Realm.

Ninth-floor checkpoint, in front of the cabin.

With a light 'bang', a piece of white black jade platform split open.

Shen Xintong frowned, shook her head and smiled wryly, she didn't know what happened today, her right eyelid kept twitching, she wasted three pieces of black jade platform in the whole morning, and she never made a mistake when drawing formation patterns.

"Forget it, take a break."

She sat down cross-legged and was about to read a book. She subconsciously glanced at a table in the storage ring, and suddenly stood up. A black soul card appeared in her hand, with a tiny scratch on it.

Carefully confirming that she was not mistaken, Shen Xintong frowned, a little flustered in her heart, feeling abnormal chest tightness, looked around, and flew towards the exit of the secret realm.

"Xiaofan, please don't worry..."

Three days later, in the conference room of the Inspection Department of the Dungeon, important figures from the ten directions gathered to discuss and then gather people and horses to go to the Grand Canyon.

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Underworld, barren land.

Nightmare City, forbidden secret room.

Yang Jianye sent a courier, looked around the entire formation, raised his hands falsely, his beard and hair were all stretched out, and the light burst out from his whole body, dismantling the front formation inch by inch.

After a long time, he collected useful materials and erased all traces.

Then take out the yin bell and shake the pinch formula.

"You bastard, you're so stubborn now that you dare not answer the old man's phone call!"

Yang Jianye smiled, his figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared on the city wall.

"Shuai Yang!" All the ghost generals saluted in unison, their movements were uniform and their voices were sonorous and powerful.

Yang Jianye nodded, Nian Xu looked beyond the city wall, and the black ghost soldiers could not see the end at a glance.

In the most conspicuous small square under the city, tanks and mortars are lined up on the ground... fighter jets are horizontally in the air.

"How about the city of Mingzhu?"

A ghost general in red armor said: "City Lord Bai led his army out five days ago, and will reach Tieling Pass in three days."

A ghost general in silver armor said: "Yedutong has joined forces with Sima's army division, and led the Nether Guards into the sphere of influence of Mingkun City."

"..."

As the generals reported the latest news, Yang Jianye looked back at the city behind him, and then looked forward, with a solemn and majestic expression.

"Order, march!"

"Yes!"

Woo~woo~woo~

The horn sounded for miles.

The 30 troops moved together.

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unknown space.

After spending three days underground to recover and rest, Yang Fan and the two went back on the road.

Zhuge Jin, who had changed into green clothes, said, "Are you still going east, will you meet stronger corpses?"

"Well, go east."

Yang Fan now has a relatively clear understanding of the azimuth environment.

At the beginning, he walked from west to east in the ruined palace group, which was the same as Zhuge Jin's direction in the dead wood forest.

Later, I met the Skeleton Race, who escaped underground and entered the range of the dead wood forest.

In addition, I found out from the 'Retarded Corpse King' that there can be no skeletons in the south. The territory of the skeletons should be in the north of the dead wood forest, and the south is probably the habitat of the corpse lord.

So going east is the most correct choice, and you can get out of the deadwood forest faster.

Although he may encounter other corpse mandrill kings, Yang Fan would rather fight against a more powerful corpse mandrill than encounter the skeleton clan again.

The reason why the Skeleton Clan can multiply into a race is because after their birth, their spiritual intelligence grows rapidly with the improvement of their cultivation base, and their foundation and golden core can have the IQ of ordinary human beings.

Unlike corpse mandrills and yin soldiers, which have low spiritual intelligence and huge individual differences, some Jindan mirrors can have good spiritual intelligence, and some are still ignorant even when they reach the Nascent Soul Transformation, and only have the nature of brutal killing.

Compared with the two, the corpse mandrill is much easier to deal with.

For several days in a row, the two only encountered three or five black swamps where qi-training corpse mandrills lived.

During this period, Yang Fan once again suppressed the red toxin on Zhuge Jin's soul, consuming nearly 800 meters of consciousness power.

Another two days passed during the boring flight.

Zhuge Jin suddenly said: "Stop and take a rest."

Yang Fan was surprised, "What's wrong?"

This is the first time she has taken the initiative to ask for a break.

Although monks can rely on absorbing spiritual energy to relieve fatigue, the monks who established the foundation have already fasted, and do not need to excrete if they don't eat, but they still need to drink water.

So every once in a while, Yang Fan would stop and rest for half an hour to relieve himself, and recover some of the consumed vitality and consciousness.

It's not been long since the last break.

"I'm here." Zhuge Jin blushed slightly, remembering the scene of Yang Fan in Yonghe Village buying her sanitary napkins.

Yang Fan nodded slightly, glanced around and landed among several relatively dense dead trees.

Zhuge Jin trotted away and hid behind a dry tree...

Three months later.

In the deadwood forest, the same scene happened again.

Yang Fan raised his head, looked at Zhuge Jin who had come back from behind the dead tree, and asked, "Is there anything left?"

"what?"

Zhuge Jin was taken aback for a moment, then understood, turned his face away and said, "There are still some."

At the beginning Yang Fan bought her a big plastic bag, since she knew when she could leave here, she kept saving it, and later put Senior Sister Liu's clothes away for later use.

Yang Fan was silent for a while, and then said: "Your period is irregular, dysmenorrhea?"

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