Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

Early in the morning, Su Weiwei stopped her exercises and finished her practice.

Brushing teeth, washing face, bathing, combing hair... I gestured at one piece of clothing after another in front of the full-length mirror, and finally chose a set of cyan pattern Hanfu to put on.

After dawdling in front of the dressing table for more than half an hour, I made repeated revisions and finally put on a light makeup, which is exquisite and pleasant.

"It's still done!"

The girl was circling in front of the mirror with a smile on her face. Her blue hair fluttered and her clothes fluttered.

After making sure that there was nothing missing, Su Weiwei happily left the room to see her dear master.

Five days, five days no see.

It feels like five years have passed!

But she got the news from Yang Fei that the master will definitely come out today, the time is just right, it's too timely!

Play the ban to close the stone gate.

Ready to fly into the sky, Su Weiwei paused slightly, blinked and muttered, "Sister Fei will not come to see me today, will she?"

In the past few days, Yang Fei has been looking for her every day, chatting about hobbies, practice experience, magical powers... everything, and the relationship is so close that she has become a best friend.

"Don't do it!"

"I want to be with Master today."

"Sister Fei, next time, I'll stay with you all night!"

Praying and muttering in his heart, Su Weiwei flew down the mountain.

After a while, he landed in the yard of Yang Fan's house, probed his head to look inside, and then tiptoed into the house.

After waiting for a while, she plucked up her courage and called out softly: "Master?"

"Master?"

"Master?"

The volume was increased again and again, and after three times it was confirmed that Master was not there!

"It's still so early!"

"I knew I wouldn't wear makeup!"

She ran out of the yard in a hurry, looked to the left and right, then went downhill to the cobblestone road, and asked the old man sitting at the door smoking a pipe, "Grandpa, have you seen my master?"

"Fan Wazi is going out, he said he is going to the city."

"Do you know when he will be back?"

"I don't know."

"Oh, thank you Grandpa."

Su Weiwei thanked her sweetly, and the moment she turned around, her face immediately collapsed, her nose wrinkled and her mouth pouting, feeling disappointed.

Back in the yard of Yang Fan's house, she sat on the stone bench, shaking her calf in boredom, and kicked the stone table with her toes, so that the carefully prepared snow-white boots were covered with dust.

"Stinky Master!"

"Bastard!"

"I took it for the first time, but I don't remember it!"

"It hurts me to death, it hurts even thinking about it now!"

"It's not good for disciples at all!"

"I don't even know my birthday!"

"..."

After talking in his heart, Su Weiwei's depressed mood calmed down a little.

In fact, she didn't expect Yang Fan to know her birthday. After becoming master and apprentice, the two separated. Afterwards, Yang Fan went to the realm of death, and came back to retreat to deal with sect affairs. She didn't think there was any way or opportunity for Yang Fan to know her birthday.

She just wanted to stay with Master for a little longer today, just have a meal and chat.

"Forget it!"

"The more you look forward to, the more you are disappointed..."

"Being the master's disciple is already a great blessing in my previous life."

Su Weiwei took out her mobile phone from the storage ring, and was about to scan the screen to have some fun, when she found an unread wechat message, she clicked on it, her eyes widened.

It turned out to be sent by Master!This is the first time I've received a message since I joined Shizun's Weichat.

"25:[-], I should be taking a shower then, no wonder I didn't notice..."

Quickly click to open, just a short line of words, Su Weiwei carefully read it twice, jumped up happily, and rushed out of the yard.

"Hooho~"

"Master is the best!"

Not too far downhill, she turned around and ran back, went into Yang Fan's bedroom, took out a new blanket bought online from the storage ring, and spread it on it.

"It's done!"

"Almost forgot!"

Su Weiwei galloped out again, smiling and greeting her classmates all the way to the student dormitory building, put her hands around her mouth like a trumpet, and shouted: "Little brother!"

After a while, a group of little boys on the third floor poked their heads out from the railing, Xu Rui was among them, "Senior Sister Weiwei, are you looking for me?"

"Come down quickly! Master is looking for you!"

"it is good!"

When Xu Rui went downstairs, Su Weiwei led him to the entrance of the village.

"Senior sister, what does Master want from me?"

"Oh, I don't know either, just let us wait at the entrance of the village, um, I should go to the dungeon."

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In the meeting hall, Yang Fan gave seven tokens to Death Guard Captain Xiao Jinxiu, and listened to his work report for the past few days.

In just five days, seven undercover agents were dug out!

Three are from Yunding Immortal Palace, one from the Qin family, one from the Ye family, and two from Xuantian Dao of Kunlun Mountain.

However, the cultivation bases are relatively low, below the fifth level of Qi training.

As a result of the interrogation, there was not much to gain. It was considered an unactivated secret, and no important news was conveyed.

On the contrary, the last time Yunding Immortal Palace was able to know the exact time of Yang Fan's exit from the customs, it was the news passed on by one of the undercover agents on the fourth floor of Qi training.

"People have been locked up in secret, and they are talking about carrying out tasks..."

Xiao Jinxiu: "The foundation-building period disciples are comparable to us in cultivation, and they are more cautious in their actions. They can't be directly arrested and tortured. They can only observe secretly to find suspicious clues. It will take time."

"Yeah." Yang Fan nodded, "Don't cause disturbance among the sect disciples, where is that Li Weixiong?"

"The mouth is very hard. We have taken turns to go into battle and haven't dug up useful information for the time being. I suspect that the restriction in his sea of ​​consciousness may be related to syllables. Whatever he says will be directly touched."

After a pause, he pondered and said again: "He should not be from any major sect, and his status is not ordinary. Apart from death, he may also be threatened by other threats, otherwise he would not be so stubborn."

Yang Fan glanced at the time on the phone and asked, "Where is the prisoner?"

"The dungeon, behind the martial arts arena, I'll take you there."

"No, go get busy."

"Yes!" Xiao Jinxiu bowed and stepped back.

Yang Fei asked, "Are you going?"

"It's still early, take a look."

"I won't go, I went the day before yesterday, it was bloody."

Yang Fan came out of the main hall, and with a flash of his figure, he landed on the martial arts arena after a few blinks. After asking a disciple, he walked towards a black stone hall in the distance.

There is no guard, only a simple isolation restriction.

Yang Fan passed through silently, protruding his consciousness until he went down to the third basement floor, when he heard 'popping' sounds coming from the end of the corridor.

inside the prison.

Li Weixiong was tied to a stone pillar in the shape of a "big" character. His whole body was bloody, his head was tilted, and blood dripped continuously from his mouth in a continuous line.

"Do you think it makes sense for you to hold on like this?"

slap~

Chen Jiaqi, who was wearing heavy makeup and wearing a cheongsam to expose her slender white legs to the air, held a barbed whip in one hand and slapped Li Weixiong's head with the other.

"Be honest, even if there is a restriction in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, Senior Brother can help you lift it."

slap~

Backhand another whip.

"It's better to live than to die. You may have a bright future if you abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

slap~

Li Weixiong's head was completely lowered.

Chen Jiaqi shook his hand, squeezed his jaw and raised it.

"Tsk tsk, it's really hard enough. If it were me, I would recruit it on the first day, oh no, I would recruit it without torture. The world is so beautiful, life is exciting and juicy, isn't it good to live?"

"Pfft~" A mouthful of blood spit out, and it landed on Chen Jiaqi's mouth.

Li Weixiong's voice was weak and slurred, "Bitch...the bus...ten thousand people ride..."

Chen Jiaqi licked the blood on her lips. She didn't feel disgusted at all. She squeezed the other person's jaw hard, raised her eyebrows and smiled grinningly, "Bitch? You can't get on the bus even if you pay a dollar. What's the use of you? Ah?"

After finishing speaking, she took two steps back and swung forward, completely shattering Li Weixiong's tattered clothes.

She squatted down to have a look, giggling happily, the big bear trembled, stretched out its whip and plucked the sausage.

"He is tall and big, so he is a small earthworm."

"What's the use of a hard bone, if it can't harden."

"Sister help you!"

As she spoke, a steel wool ball appeared in her right hand, and she pressed it forward, laughing wantonly while rubbing vigorously.

It seemed that becoming the yin and yang death guard had completely released her suppressed cruel nature.

"Ugh~"

Accompanied by the shrill scream, Li Weixiong's sculpture was bloody and bloody.

Outside the prison, Yang Fan saw all this in his eyes, the corner of his mouth twitched, and thought in his heart: cruel enough and perverted!

He didn't choose people randomly.

Except for the mediocre hacker Han Xianni, the other six are not good at it, and they are all villains in TV and movies.

For example, the Chen Jiaqi in it, the information shows that she was raped by her adoptive father Gong Shinv at the age of 14, and she was killed on the spot with scissors, cutting off the tools of the crime.

Her current private life is indiscreet, it's nothing to be played by her, and no one who plays with her will end well.

And bullying female classmates in high school was just a small fight...

After a while, the screams went out.

Chen Jiaqi threw the steel ball aside in disgust, clapped her palms and got up, took out two elixirs and stuffed them into Li Weixiong's mouth, and pressed his shoulders to circulate the vitality to help refine.

"I won't let you die, my aunt hasn't played enough!"

The moment she turned around, the smile on Chen Jiaqi's face froze, and she hurriedly bowed down, "I've seen you senior brother!"

Then he quickly explained, "What you said just now is an interrogation technique, junior sister will never betray the Yin Yang sect, and will not betray the elder brother!"

Yang Fan glanced at her, and blankly glanced at the various instruments of torture in the invigilator, "Where did you get these instruments?"

Chen Jiaqi's throat squirmed, her waist bent even lower, "Most of them were borrowed by Xiao Jinxiu from the Ghost Town Sect, and the rest we improvised."

Yang Fan turned and left, leaving behind a faint voice, "Don't just play around, just get results."

"Yes!"

She didn't dare to raise her head until the sound of footsteps faded away. Chen Jiaqi's back was already covered in cold sweat, and the elder brother was right behind her. She was so close that she didn't notice it at all.

Yang Fan walked out of the underground prison, stood at the gate of the stone hall, looked up at the sky, looked at the disciples in the martial arts field in the distance, and sighed in his heart.

"If a sect wants to last long, it must have kind-hearted people as its roots, and it must have ruthless people as its knives."

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