Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

After two and a half hours, the session ended.

Yang Fan did not stay.

After they got the exact news and eliminated their mutual suspicions, they had to go back to deal with it quickly. The undercover matter was of great importance and imminent.

Mount Emei fell behind, Fang Yue turned her head and said through a voice transmission: "Thank you for the Soul Accumulation Pill, fellow daoist, Quanzhen temporarily stabilized his injuries, and he can refine the elixir by himself. My junior sister asked me to convey my gratitude on my behalf. I will definitely come to the door to thank you in person!"

Yang Fan was embarrassed by what he said, and a disgusting Soul Accumulation Pill was exchanged for a Lingbao.

Out of curiosity, he asked his grandfather about the strangeness of the Yunhun Pill afterwards, and the answer he got made even a Jindan cultivator feel astonished and his scalp tingling.

Soul Yun Pill can be said to be a kind of evil pill, and the refining method is extremely vicious and evil.

Thinking of the scene described by his grandfather, Yang Fan couldn't help but shudder, his stomach churned, and he wouldn't take the second pill even if he was killed.

"Brother Fan!"

"Sister (Sister Fei)!"

Young couple Yang Jian stepped forward.

Yang Fei nodded lightly.

Yang Jian put his arms around Yang Fan's shoulders, "It's getting late, grandpa tells you to hold on tight."

"Okay." Yang Fan looked at the sky and asked Yang Fei, "Are you in charge of the law enforcement hall now?"

"Well, there is a special disciple guarding there, and Peng Tong will often go to have a look."

"Choose a few capable and trustworthy disciples and gather in the meeting hall at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. I have something to say."

Yang Jian slapped his chest loudly, "There is one right in front of me!"

"Go to practice, you have so many resources, and your level is lower than your wife's!" Yang Fei's tone was not kind, and his younger brother was embarrassed by one sentence.

Yang Fan was slightly surprised. Seeing his cousin's expression, she didn't look like she was joking, and she might start swearing if it wasn't the Chinese New Year.

"I'll go up the mountain first, how about you, Xiao Jian?"

"I just went with Grandpa."

Yang Fan walked home by himself.

Su Weiwei followed closely, and asked in a low voice: "Master, do you want your disciple to help?"

"No, go get busy."

"Oh."

After returning home, he took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and tidied up. Yang Fan went to the third grandpa's house to take the tribute and went up the mountain.

Worship ancestors.

Follow the steps in the "Sacrifice Outline" completely, and burn the paper products given by Yang Fei to the underworld.

There are not many, but there are all kinds of paper money, tens of billions of paper money.

at the same time.

In the deserted area of ​​the underworld, the newly built forbidden cave in the Underworld City, Yang Jianye felt something in his heart, and the ceremony of sacrifice was in front of him, he laughed, "This kid! As always, he is filial!"

The city was covered by formations above the sky, so he directly brought the paper-made specialties from Yangjian over.

Looking at a large pile of paper products, Yang Jianye smiled all over his face. He didn't expect that he had just burned a large amount not long ago, and there was another fire so quickly.

He was about to make a cross-border call to praise her, but suddenly his eyes flashed.

"Huh~"

He felt a special force blessing his body, which loosened the realm barriers of the first floor of Yuanying, and moved one step closer to the second floor of Yuanying.

"The power of incense!"

Yang Jianye blinked, felt it carefully for a while, and muttered suspiciously: "Is there any difference?"

The sacrificial ceremony this time was different from the previous time Sun Tzu burned the paper, but it was the same as the first time.

At the beginning, he also felt that there was a slight difference between the second time and the first time, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

After thinking for a moment, he rang the Yin bell.

"grandfather!"

"Happy New Year, Fan'er! Grandpa Dongshi has received it, and it's a good job!"

"Grandpa, Happy New Year!" Yang Fan smiled and was walking down the mountain with the tribute.

"How did you burn the paper today?"

"It's the same as usual, something went wrong?"

"Well, I'm not sure, the sacrificial ceremony produced by burning the paper today has blessed the power of incense on Grandpa..."

After listening to his grandfather's description, Yang Fan suddenly realized, "I burned it on the mountain today, brought the tribute, and went through the whole process. Since it is helpful to you, I will burn it like this from now on."

"Well, that's what it means. Try it first. I don't know if it has something to do with festivals. If it's okay in normal times, that's great!"

After talking about business, Yang Jianye asked about Shen Xintong and Niu Guyu.

Yang Fan said: "I haven't come back yet. After finishing the matter at hand, I will hurry up to retreat and recover. If I don't come back in two months, I have to go in and look for it."

"Well, Xiao Fan, it's time to think about that matter while taking care of your body."

"what's up?"

"Get married and have a son! If you talk too much, you think the old man is annoying. You should hurry up, or don't blame grandpa for breaking your special product!"

Good guy, this threat is so lethal!

"Okay, I'll hurry up."

"You said it yourself. I think Mavericks are good. When she comes back, I'll wait for your good news!"

"..."

Before Yang Fan came to say something more, he was hung up and smiled helplessly.

Back home, the night was dark, the yard was full of yellow lights, Su Weiwei and Li Yinwan were chatting.

"Goodbye Senior Brother, Happy New Year!"

Li Yinwan stood up and bowed to salute, and then took out a bunch of elixir from the storage ring, among them was a plant of 'Sunyang Chrysanthemum', which was not fully mature, and it was stored in a transparent glass jar, and the medicinal plants inside were still rooted in the black swamp In the mud, there are a lot of seal talisman papers pasted on the outside.

"I'm interested, I never thought I could still pick Yanyang chrysanthemums now." Yang Fan felt warm in her heart, and there was a look of exhaustion between her brows. It seemed that she had been running in the secret realm for more than half a month.

Xu Yanwu also brought back some elixirs, which were found by the disciples of the sect during this period, targeting the soul and consciousness, but most of them were not as effective as Meng Po Tang.

Li Yinwan said: "This Yanyang chrysanthemum comes from the Zhou family. I heard the news and asked about it. The Patriarch of the Zhou family said it was for you to heal your wounds. I left ten spirit stones."

Yang Fan nodded. The Yanyang Chrysanthemum is relatively rare. Under normal circumstances, it is not possible to exchange for ten spirit stones, but the blue star spirit stone is scarce, and the Zhou family is not too disadvantaged.

"Let's have New Year's Eve dinner together later."

"Yes."

More than 20 minutes later, Yang Jian came and called Wang Fu and his disciple Xu Rui. The five of them and one dog went to the 'Xianyan Forest', which is located on the back of the mountain on the left side of the reservoir.

Under the starry sky, the lights are bright, Qionglouyuyu, pavilions and pavilions are scattered, and there is a huge inverted bowl-shaped building in the center. The huge banquet hall inside has gathered 500 people, which is very lively.

Gao Feng blocked it, and Yang Fan only now knew that there was such a place in Zongmen, and he was quite shocked. He gave 10086 likes to the modern architectural designer and construction team.

Su Weiwei smiled and said: "Master, you haven't been here yet? If the formation is activated, there will be mist rising, which is more like the fairy palace than the fairy palace on TV!"

"What a luxury!"

Yang Fan muttered, and then walked towards a three-story attic.

Go into the hall.

Yang Zhiping stood up and waved, "Xiaofan, I'm just waiting for you!"

"Xiao Fan (Brother Fan)!" everyone greeted with a smile.

A long stone table is full of people, beaming.

The third uncle Yang Zhiping, the third aunt, and their two sons, daughter-in-law, and eldest daughter-in-law are holding a baby with a pacifier.

Fourth uncle Yang Zhiqing, fourth aunt, and their son and daughter, Yang Fei and Yang Jian, and their youngest daughter-in-law Wu Shuang.

Fifth Uncle Yang Zhizhong, Fifth Aunt and their daughter Yang Rong.

They are all the big family of Yang Zhenxing sitting in the innermost place. There are real children and grandchildren, including great-grandchildren.

Yang Zhenxing stood up, smiling all over his face, full of air: "Come on, Xiaofan, the master seat is reserved for you!"

Yang Fan also laughed: "Third Grandpa, you are joking, I dare not!"

Yang Zhenxing: "Why don't you dare, if it weren't for you, these worthless people would have such a good life!"

Yang Fan stepped forward, pulled the old man to the main seat, and sat down beside him.

Yang Fei greeted Su Weiwei and the three of them to sit down.

When the dinner began, everyone toasted, shouted "Happy New Year", and congratulated each other with blessings.

Yang Fan looked at the happy faces of the crowd, and felt very moved in his heart. It was the first time since he practiced to gather together for the Spring Festival.

Unfortunately, Niu Guyu and Shen Xintong were missing.

At this moment.

The entrance to the secret realm of the tomb valley is nearly ten thousand miles to the east.

In the night, five long rainbows chase each other and cut through the sky.

Two fronts and three backs.

In front, Niu Guyu controlled the flying sword and brought Shen Xintong along, and Shen Xintong shot out streaks of sword light from time to time.

The leader in the middle of the rear is a girl in white, with a charming face, her dress fluttering, propped up a mask to illuminate the night sky and rushing forward, resisting all attacks.

More than ten meters to the left of the girl is a monster with the head of a bull and a human body. He is tall and wields a mace, mooing again and again.

The one on the right has three dog heads, and below the neck is a plump and enchanting woman's figure, controlling a flying sword to slash forward continuously.

"Sister Gu Yu! Go south!" Shen Xintong grabbed Niu Guyu's shoulder, her voice was not flustered.

Hearing this, Niu Guyu changed direction and took a teleportation amulet on his body, and the two of them escaped more than 1000 meters in an instant.

"Baby is a lot!"

The girl chuckled, twisted her body and turned into a white snake more than ten meters long, winding and swimming like a dragon, wrapping her two subordinates in pursuit.

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