After Zhao Fan asked, he waited in front of the coffin. If Peng Hanqing really came back to life from a dead tree, the move he just made was that his soul came back to life after breaking through. Therefore, he was particularly looking forward to hearing a response.

Peng Hanqing was one of the few beings that Zhao Fan admired. In the past, he killed Japanese pirates and guarded the magic city. Later, he was fearless in death but wanted to fight. Although he was young, it would be a pity if he died like this.

While Zhao Fan occupies the tomb, Peng Zhukou and the Peng family's children outside, and the big bosses from all sides do not dare to rush him. This is the Jiangzhou Martial Lord, the absolute strong man who has crushed the Yuzhou Martial Lord, even if he is sleeping inside.

Last day, everyone had to wait outside.

After about five minutes, Zhao Fan still didn't get a reply. He sighed helplessly in his heart: "Maybe the coffin was not firmly padded somewhere, which caused that extremely slight movement."

Zhao Fan felt that he had thought too much. This kind of thing has never happened many times since ancient times. How could he bump into it by such a coincidence?

Therefore, Zhao Fan decided not to delay the memorial service anymore and turned around and left.

Just when he was about to leave the memorial shed, an old voice sounded in his ears, "Zhao Xiaoyou..."

"Um?"

Zhao Fan turned around suddenly and looked at the coffin. There was no movement at all as before, but he did not think that he was hallucinating, because it was indeed Peng Hanqing's voice, and he condensed his voice into a line and passed into it again, "Senior Peng?

"

"It's me." Peng Hanqing also condensed his voice and said: "When you called me for the first time, my soul woke up. At first I was a little unbelievable that I would come back from the dead. I thought I had entered the underworld, so I couldn't respond.

, forgive me."

Zhao Fan said with a smile: "Haha, I knew God would not accept you. Congratulations, the dead tree has come back to life."

“A dead tree comes back to life?”

"Yes." He explained the legendary phenomenon.

Peng Hanqing suddenly realized, and said with mixed emotions: "So, after I reached the peak of Martial Lord, I was poisoned by a strange poison, which affected my martial veins, and I had no hope of reaching the Holy Realm. This is one of my regrets, and the battle with you

, this regret was smoothed over, but I didn’t expect that after death, I would unknowingly touch the threshold of the Holy Realm and become a half-step Martial Saint.”

Zhao Fan nodded slightly and half-stepped to become a Martial Saint. Although he was still at the peak of Martial Lord, he had reached the stage of perfect transformation. He stepped into the Saint Realm with one foot. What followed was an extension of his life span, which could be as little as thirty years or as much as fifty years.

!

Peng Han is already a young man, but in the martial arts world, the vast majority of old men are only at the peak of innateness, and many are stuck at the step from acquired to innate. Otherwise, why are there so few masters in the world?

In comparison, it can be seen how high Peng Hanqing's martial arts talent is.

With the newly added longevity, it is very likely to officially enter the holy realm. At that time, the life span will continue to expand!

At this time, Peng Hanqing suddenly sent a message and said: "Little friend Zhao, I hope that my resurrection from the dead will not be made public. Firstly, it is too shocking. Secondly, I have been the patron saint of the Demon City all my life. I am tired. Since God has given me

If I don’t have the chance to live another life, it’s time to change my way of living.”

"understand."

Zhao Fan smiled and said, "I knew you would think so, so I kept talking in a voice that can be heard between us."

"No one knows me better than Zhao Xiaoyou." Peng Hanqing also smiled.

"It's not appropriate to stay for a long time now. I'll go find you again after the burial." Zhao Fan nodded, and after the golden brilliance on his fingertips fleetingly disappeared, he turned around and appeared in everyone's sight.

, then he came to Peng Zhukou and asked in a low voice: "When will Senior Peng be buried? Where is the cemetery?"

"Report to Zhao Wuzun." Peng Zhukou hesitated for a moment, then said without any concealment: "It is located on the outskirts of Changning. After the memorial service is completed, at five o'clock in the afternoon, it is an auspicious time to send Grandpa to his burial."

"Well... handle it carefully and don't be careless."

As soon as Zhao Fan finished speaking, he led Baby Long out and said without looking back, "I have something else to do, so I won't stay any longer."

The suburbs of Changning are very large. However, when Zhao Fan left the coffin, he put a mark on the coffin and learned from Peng Zhukou that the cemetery was located in Changning District. With his current level, he could sense the specific location in the past.

, there is no need to ask in detail.

With the departure of Jiangzhou Wu Zun, the big bosses from all parties finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere became more relaxed. It was almost hard to breathe before, which was so oppressive!

It was Chu Yan's turn for the second time. After offering the incense, he didn't stay for a moment and walked away. After all, he was kicked out by the same Wu Zun. He really couldn't keep his old face. Today, his reputation as the Yuzhou Wu Zun was ruined.

Not only that, but it also became a stepping stone for Jiangzhou Wuzun’s reputation...

At this time, Zhao Fan and Long Baobao got on the black off-road vehicle inside and ordered: "Go back to Zhen's Mansion first and send me to the outskirts of Changning at 4:30 in the afternoon."

"yes."

The Zhen family guard started the car and went straight back to the Zhen Mansion in Putuo District.

Zhao Fan sent the baby dragon to the kitchen to continue eating, and asked him to stay here today. He went back to the eldest lady's house alone, lay down on Zhen Ran's bed, took out the "Secret Records of the Heavenly Master", and put Peng Xiao into the house.

The story of the resurrection of dead trees in history is recorded in it.

In the afternoon, I had a video chat with Lin Qianqian, and Zhao Fan finally said that he would return to Jiangzhou tomorrow.

Arrive at half past four.

When he walked out of the gate, he saw that the guards of the Zhen family had already driven their car outside the door and were waiting. He nodded with satisfaction, got in the car, and headed for his destination.

On the way, Zhao Fan casually gave the other party a bottle of Snake Blood Pill and Snake Spirit Pill, and told him how to take them.

"Zhao Wuzun, you are my reborn parent..." When the guard of the Zhen family heard that he was expected to reach the middle stage of congenital stage, he was so excited that he almost hit his car into a telephone pole!

"Concentrate on driving, you deserve it." Zhao Fan said expressionlessly. After all, he has been a driver for him so many times. Although he is proud of it, he deserves to be rewarded without any credit.

Soon, we arrived at the outskirts of Changning.

After Zhao Fan got out of the car, he asked the Zhen family guards to go back. With a thought, the Longyang Golden Pill began to rotate in his dantian, and he immediately sensed the mark on Peng Hanqing's coffin.

The next moment, he determined his location.

Zhao Fan's figure was like a shuttle, approaching the location of the mark. After walking for about seven miles, a hill with lush woods appeared in front of him. And Peng Hanqing's cemetery was halfway up the mountain in the backlight.

Not long after, Zhao Fan came to the other side of the mountain and leaned under a tree not far from the cemetery.

Now Peng Zhukou and his clan members are filling in the soil, kowtowing and burning paper money. It will probably take a while.

…

An hour passed in a flash, and the sun gradually set.

The Peng family packed up their things and headed back.

After everyone left, a figure appeared in front of the grave, it was Zhao Fan.

His condensed voice was transmitted into the tomb, "Senior Peng, you can come out now."

The next second, the tomb began to tremble.

Then Peng Hanqing, who was wearing a shroud, broke through the soil and came to the ground. Now he was full of energy and no longer as senile as when Ji Fu first met him.

"Little friend Zhao, how about we compete again?" Peng Hanqinglang said with a smile.

"That's exactly what I meant."

Zhao Fan didn't say anything, he directly took out the dragon horn double blades and rushed towards the old man in front of him with great fighting spirit.

Compared to the last battle, one of them now has twenty more Dao lines, and the other is already a half-step Martial Saint. Who will win?

…

Tens of minutes later, on the hill where the patron saint of the magical city is buried, the trees were swaying here and there, and it was devastated. Most of the hilltop was almost razed to the ground!

Zhao Fan lay on the ground with his hands spread out, looking at Peng Hanqing who was panting not far away. He shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Senior Peng, I am not your opponent now, but it does not mean that I will always be. I will wait until next time to see you again. Lie down

It will be you on earth."

"We'll see." Peng Hanqing laughed and came over to help the young man in his eyes. In fact, he had mixed feelings in his heart. He thought that the Half-Step Martial Saint could win this second battle with strength. After all, he had understood the true meaning of his Tao.

, only lacking the last bit, he could fully master the promotion to the holy realm, but he did not expect that the battle would last for nearly forty minutes, and only 10% of the internal energy in the martial arts was left.

Zhao Fan sat up, crossed his legs and adjusted his breathing.

Peng Hanqing asked thoughtfully: "Little friend Zhao, have you improved in these three days? Otherwise, I would never have been able to survive ten rounds in your hands last time."

"Fortunately, I gained some insights after the war and improved a little." Zhao Fan smiled and did not explain much, because the twenty Dao lines came from the forbidden area of ​​Putuo Palace, the power of the Hidden Sect. What should be said and what should be said?

It shouldn't be said, he knew it well.
Chapter completed!