Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

Three days later.

Underground room.

Yang Fan let out a long breath, looked at the complete building blocks of the floating city in front of him, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked towards the stone bed, "Weiwei."

"Eh~"

Su Weiwei opened his eyes, his eyes lit up, he stood up and said happily, "Master, you've done it!"

Yang Fan picked up the mobile phone next to him and checked the time. It took nearly 75 hours and four attempts to finally complete it.

As small as a grain of rice, as large as a thumbnail, there are a total of 99 building blocks.

If he hadn't had a certain foundation of restraint and formation, and had learned the calculations in the Good Fortune Heart Sutra, coupled with the support of a strong spiritual consciousness, it would have been a difficult challenge.

Even so, it took a lot of mental energy to stay awake.

However, even though he experienced it himself, apart from helping the brain develop and making the mind more active, he still didn't find anything special about the building blocks of the floating city.

"Take it for your little junior brother to try, find a disciple to watch, pay attention to observe if there is anything abnormal, other children can also play, come one by one."

Su Weiwei carefully put the building blocks floating in mid-air into the storage ring, "Without the blueprints, a child can't put it together in a month."

"It's difficult, just play slowly and let them record the detailed time."

"Oh well."

"Notify Wangfu, Yang Fei, Yang Jian, Li Yinwan, Ma Xuemao, and Peng Tong, I have something to say."

"okay!"

After Su Weiwei left, Yang Fan divided a large part of the various resources in the storage ring and put them in the courtyard on the ground.

Holding the phone for a while, he sent a message to Du Lanyue's wechat, and then dialed Ouyang Lie's number.

After half a minute, Ouyang Lie's hearty laughter came from the other side of the phone, "Young Daoist Yang! Why bother you to call yourself?"

"How did you investigate the undercover matter?"

"In just a few days, more than a dozen were found, and they were all pervasive. Even the people who looked at the gate were members of the Jiang family! But for the time being, they are all from various sects and families, and no one suspected of hidden power has been found. They are just monks. If you add those from the business world in the secular world, hehe~"

After laughing a few times, Ouyang Lie said meaningfully: "One of them seems to be a disciple of fellow Taoist Yin Yang Sect."

"..." The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched, he was too latent, "I don't know about this matter, how are you going to deal with it?"

"What does Fellow Daoist Yang mean?"

"In this case, everyone should have a lot of each other. Let's exchange one-on-one. If there is more, discuss the compensation method."

"I think it's okay, don't look into the past."

Yang Fan changed the subject and said, "Fellow Daoist Ouyang, please hurry up with Qi Cheng's matter. I will be in seclusion for a longer period of time in half a month."

Ouyang Lie's eyes flashed, and he pretended to be surprised: "Could it be the injury of Fellow Daoist?"

Yang Fan also pretended to be worried and sighed: "The soul is seriously injured, how can it be so easy, I hope it can be recuperated and it will not affect the promotion in the future."

"Then I wish Fellow Daoist a speedy recovery. Don't worry, I have accurate clues here, and I have sent a large number of disciples to track them down. Qi Cheng will be found in a few days!"

"Okay, I'll wait for your news."

Yang Fan hung up the phone, went to the stone table and sat down, looked inside the storage ring, the pile of spirit stones belonging to Xiao Hei was no longer moving.

I was startled by Fengpeng yesterday. The spirit treasure of the ruler has gone dormant, and it may take some time to wake up from the vigilance.

Not long after, Li Yinwan arrived first, "Brother!"

Yang Fan nodded, "It's still about the Yin-Yang Death Guard. You follow it up for a while, and then delegate it to Xiao Jinxiu. No matter how big or small the information is, it will be collected as long as it may be useful to the sect...

In addition, we need to find new members to join, and the self-improvement and special training of the team members are also planned by them independently, and you are only responsible for supervising and coordinating..."

"Yes!" Li Yinwan took out a piece of jade slip, "This is the rules and regulations for the Yin-Yang Death Guard, senior brother, please have a look."

Yang Fan waved his hand, "No, slowly adjust and perfect in practice, your main task is to improve your cultivation base."

"Yes, after the screening of the sect's undercover matter, the junior sister will rush to Guan Jiedan."

"Well, for the resources and various supports that the Yin-Yang Death Guard will need in the future, you can find Wangfu, and communicate with her when your senior sister comes back."

Li Yinwan nodded, and tried to ask: "Brother, are you going out?"

At this time, Yang Fei and others walked in, and the golden scale dog turned into a golden light, its body shrank, and it jumped onto the stone table.

Su Weiwei said: "Master, the arrangements have been made for my junior brother."

"Yeah." Yang Fan glanced at the few people, "Wu Shuang, go get busy first."

Wu Shuang took a look at Yang Jian, then bowed back, "Yes, senior brother."

Waving a barrier, Yang Fan looked at the man in purple on the left, "I remember there will be an auction at the beginning of the year?"

The chief deacon of the sect, Ma Xuemao, clasped his fists and said, "Brother, this year's auction will be hosted by the Alchemy Pavilion, and each sect will provide resources to send for the auction. In the future, the six pavilions will rotate to host each year, and each sect will hold auctions and exchange meetings from time to time depending on the situation.

Now besides our Fanxing Pavilion, the Immortal Cultivation Alliance has also set up an online trading platform on the Internet, where monks can trade with sects, monks and monks, it is very convenient and has a high degree of freedom..."

It has to be said that the development of the world of cultivating immortals is changing with each passing day, almost every day, and various models are either retro or innovative.

Yang Fan asked, "When will the Tomb Valley Secret Realm open?"

Yang Fei said: "I just called to inform you in the morning that there will be a meeting at the Dungeon Inspection Department tomorrow. Are you going?"

Yang Fan shook his head: "You go, I remember Qin Ben said that it is not suitable for qi training disciples to practice for the time being, come back after the meeting and discuss it, select a few foundation-building disciples, and the rest will go to Feihe secret realm, or other spiritual qi A place of recovery to explore."

Yang Fei: "Okay."

Ma Xuemao: "Yes!"

Yang Fan looked at Peng Tong and said, "I promised you to help your brother heal his leg before, so you bring him here."

Peng Tong was stunned for a moment, then cupped his fists and bowed down: "Yes, thank you senior brother!"

Yang Fan took out three storage rings and gave them to Wangfu, "In the future, I need resources to find Wangfu, and I will trouble everyone about the sect. Your big sister and Elder Niu should be back soon. I will find them when I have something to do. After half a month's retreat, the time is uncertain, don't bother if there is nothing particularly important."

Several people looked at each other and responded in unison.

"Go get busy." Yang Fan patted the dog's head with a smile, "You go too, guard the sect."

"Wang!"

Only Yang Fan, Yang Jian and Su Weiwei were left in the yard.

Yang Jian stepped forward, "Brother Fan, why do you still have to retreat for such a long time?"

"It's a lot of pressure. I have to improve my realm as soon as possible. There is an ancestor of the eighth-level Jindan in Kunlun Mountain. If you are lucky, you may be able to congeal the baby successfully. Jindan and Yuanying are completely different things."

In fact, what Yang Fan cares about is Fengpeng. I don't know how many existences like him exist, and there are unknown hidden forces in the dark. I don't know what plans they have.

Glancing at his cousin, Yang Fan took the tea that Su Weiwei handed over, and said with a smile, "How did I hear that you and Xu Yanwu had conflicts?"

Yang Jian rolled his eyes, patted his thigh and said: "My sister said it, don't listen to her nonsense! Oh, opinions are not unified, and a few words of confrontation are considered contradictory? Yesterday I went shopping with Brother Wu and got drunk. Xianlou."

The corner of Su Weiwei's mouth curled up, and he jokingly said, "Zixianlou, Senior Brother Jian, aren't you afraid of being known by your wife?"

"Why don't you be afraid of drinking, I'm a serious person!"

Yang Jian grinned, and said again: "Brother Fan, don't worry, these are trivial matters and will not affect the unity of the sect. Ma Xuemao's proposal to let me be the management deacon was rejected by me, and I will not argue with them. "

Yang Fan said: "It's not that you are not allowed to fight. Who cares if you don't care about the affairs of your own sect? Think about everything more, think about problems from different angles, listen to the light, and believe in the dark, and focus on the overall situation."

Yang Jian nodded, looked at his cousin for a while, and smiled helplessly: "It was my sister who told you about Wu Shuang again. My sister has preconceived ideas and doesn't like Wu Shuang, so everything is not pleasing to the eye. She said that Wu Shuang has a scheming heart, but in my opinion it is clever. Brother, I know the seriousness, Wu Shuang has no evil intentions."

"You can understand it yourself, and I won't say more."

After chatting for a while, Yang Jian said goodbye and left.

Yang Fan asked Su Weiwei: "What do you think of Wu Shuang?"

"Oh, Tu'er doesn't know her well, and I haven't had much contact with her. The first time I noticed her was because Senior Brother Jian led her to give out wedding candies. She looks very gentle, soft and weak, and doesn't talk much."

Yang Fan nodded, took out his mobile phone and called He Yun.

"Look up Wu Shuang, be more detailed and more subtle."

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Feihe Secret Realm.

In a valley five miles away from the end of the nine-story checkpoint, the aura is extremely rich.

The two-acre land is composed of square fields of different sizes, planted with patches of elixir, with different colors, swaying with the wind, rolling up and down.

Three women carried bamboo baskets on their backs and wandered inside, repelling insects and weeds.

There is also a woman in a blue skirt standing high in the sky, with a slender figure and an exquisite face. Her lips are slightly pursed, and her sword eyebrows are full of heroism. As she strokes her hands, the rain falls, watering the fields and nourishing the medicinal plants.

"Senior Sister Lanyue, look at how fast this hydrangea grows, it will bloom and harvest this summer, it should be enough to refine a first-grade Qi Gathering Pill!"

At the foot of the mountain in the distance, a female disciple turned her head and shouted, with a bright smile.

Du Lanyue twisted her body, stepped down, looked at it and said, "It's almost the same, but it's not cost-effective. It took so many materials to build the spirit gathering array, and the effect of ripening medicine is not so good."

The female disciple nodded: "It's a pity. If there is enough time, it will be ten years longer, and there will be no problem refining the second grade..."

After chatting for a while, the two continued to be busy.

The setting sun falls in the west, and the red clouds dye the sky.

Du Lanyue returned to the residence next to the pit, looked at a big spider hanging upside down on a branch in the distance, and greeted with a smile: "Big spider!"

After entering the wooden house and tidying up, she sat down cross-legged and prepared to practice, and habitually took out the new half-screen keyboard mobile phone, and saw the WeChat message.

Pursing his lips and hesitating for a long time, he dialed the number and pressed the phone tightly to his ear, his heart beating faster involuntarily.

"Finally willing to call back."

Hearing the voice lingering in her mind for a long time, the corners of Du Lanyue's mouth swayed slightly, and she called softly: "Brother-in-law."

"Is this year okay?"

"Well, good, how are you hurt?"

"Steady, why have you been hiding and not showing your face when you come back? Are you afraid of me?"

Du Lanyue was silent for a while, and changed the subject: "When will my sister come back?"

"It should be soon. I have asked someone to calculate it. There will be no danger."

"Well, then I'll go back then, the medicine field here is also quite busy."

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