When Zhuo Yifan saw this, he left the side courtyard where Mo Li was staying, returned to the west courtyard, found an unused wing, got into the room, and started practicing all night.
At six o'clock the next morning, Zhuo Yifan came out of his cultivation state, with a relaxed smile on his face. With the dragon scales given to him by Li Moli, he would naturally get twice the result with half the effort in cultivation. In just six short months
A few hours of practice could surpass what he had achieved in six days, which made him very happy.
With enough immortal energy to support him, Zhuo Yifan also believed that the time for him to enter the tribulation period would be much earlier.
But Zhuo Yifan did not forget this morning's serious business because of this happy incident. He knew that the funeral of the thirty-two warriors was going to start soon, so he did not dare to delay. After putting away the dragon scales, he
He left the wing directly and rushed to the Zhuo family's ancestral mausoleum.
"Xiaofan, you're here!" Xie Dongting was making final arrangements for the funeral with everyone in the Zhuo family. Seeing Zhuo Yifan appear, Xie Dongting hurriedly came up to greet him.
"When does it start? Are all the family members here?" Zhuo Yifan asked directly.
"It starts in two hours. The family members will arrive in an hour. The car is already on the way! You know it takes a while to drive here from Xijing!" Xie Dongting nodded and explained.
"There shouldn't be anything going on, right?" Zhuo Yifan asked.
"Everything is ready and the funeral can proceed smoothly. However, there is still a problem. After you left that day, you went to Antarctica. Zhuo Zhen, who was still in the old house, heard that you were planning to bury the thirty-two people in Zhuo's house.
In the ancestral mausoleum, he was so angry that he jumped up and down. Later, his grandfather came forward and asked him to go back to Europe directly. If he were here, he might cause some trouble!" Xie Dongting explained helplessly.
"Hmph, I knew this guy would never settle down." Zhuo Yifan snorted disapprovingly when he heard this.
"The other uncles also had some opinions, but after hearing that grandpa agreed, they said nothing more!" Xie Dongting nodded and said.
"Don't talk about these disappointing things. If anyone jumps out to object today, I will never be polite!" Zhuo Yifan said with certainty.
"Where did you go last night?" Xie Dongting asked at this time.
"I'm not going anywhere, I'm just practicing in the room next to you. I just came out of the old house!" Zhuo Yifan explained calmly.
Xie Dongting was stunned when he heard this, then shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I can't detect that you are next door. With my current cultivation speed, there is no question when I can enter the divine transformation stage!"
"Don't say that. When this big trouble in the Long family is solved, I will come to help you!" Zhuo Yifan said with a serious face.
"As long as your words are enough." Xie Dongting nodded with a wry smile.
An hour passed quickly. Zhuo Yifan and Xie Dongting were chatting on the side when they found that the car carrying thirty-two family members had arrived outside the ancestral mausoleum. The two immediately stopped talking and left quickly
go out.
The funeral was very simple, just the remains and relics of the thirty-two warriors were buried in the cemetery. The atmosphere at the scene was very depressing, and the crying sounds and desperate eyes seemed to Zhuo Yifan and Xie Dongting's ears and eyes.
It was so unforgettable. It also made the two of them feel suddenly heavy.