Everyone was trapped in the pain of Tian Buwei's death. Xiao Fan's grief was the deepest. Looking at the peaceful smile on his master Tian Buwei's old and thin face, the scenes of the past appeared in his mind, which made him count.
Tears collapsed.
Tian Buwei is Xiao Fan's relative, and he watched his relatives pass away. This kind of pain and sadness is indescribable. Lu Qingya and others wiped their tears, but they could not help Xiao Fan relieve their grief. They knew that under such circumstances,
Xiao Fan couldn't listen to anyone's words, he had already locked himself in a world full of grief.
Lu Qingya and the others were here to accompany Xiao Fan and be sad. After two days like this, Xiao Fan became very haggard, with messy black hair, deep eyes, and bloodshot eyes.
"You guys go, I want to be with my master alone." Xiao Fan said.
Lu Qingya and others were worried about Xiao Fan's condition and refused to leave. The goddess Nichang shook her head and pulled them away, leaving Xiao Fan alone in the valley.
After leaving the courtyard, Lu Qingya looked at the goddess Nichang, with a sad and worried expression, and said, "Uncle Master, Xiao Fan..."
"We can't help him, and worrying is useless." The goddess Nichang shook her head and said, "Now, she can only wait for him to come out of her grief. With Xiaofan's strong heart, he will be fine, so you don't have to worry."
Lu Qingya and others clicked, but they were still a little worried, especially when they thought of Xiao Fan's state, they couldn't help feeling distressed.
In the courtyard, Xiao Fan held the body of his master Tian Buwei, and recalled the past events over and over again in his mind. Although many years have passed, those past scenes are still vivid in his mind.
"Master, my disciple is unfilial. You failed to repay your teacher's kindness when you were alive. Even your last wish could not be fulfilled!" Xiao Fan said choked. He hated that his ability was limited and his master was strong enough. Maybe he could protect his master.
Life. Even if he can't save his master's life, his last wish can be fulfilled. He will take him back to the Wuwei Peak in Yanhuang Continent and let him return to his roots.
I don’t know how long it took, Xiao Fan wiped away the tears on his face and said, “Master, don’t worry, I will let you return to the roots of the fallen leaves and preserve your body well. In the future, I will take you back to the Wuwei Peak of Yanhuang Continent. Where can I practice it at that time.
A ancestral hall, put your body in the ancestral hall and live with the world forever!”
Two days later, Xiao Fan walked out of the courtyard, and Lu Qingya and the others were guarding outside the courtyard. Seeing Xiao Fan coming out to meet him, he whispered: "Xiao Fan, don't be sad. Master, he is already dead, and now the most important thing is
It is to arrange the Master’s funeral well, and then think about how to avenge him!”
"I'm fine." Xiao Fan shook his head, his mental state was much better than the previous few days, and said in a deep voice: "You go and guard the master's body. His body is full of death and his body is about to rot. You are truly
Qi protects Master’s body, I’ll make a coffin for Master.”
"Well, go, we will definitely keep our master's body from rotting, don't worry." Lu Qingya and others nodded, and then walked into the courtyard. The goddess of Nichang walked at the end and whispered softly when she passed by Xiao Fan's side.
He said: "There is a forest deep in the sect, which has a kind of ancient tree with green ink color - the Qingmo Divine Tree. Go there and get some green ink sacred trees to make coffins for your master."
"Thank you, uncle of ancestors."
"Don't say thank you to the ancestor uncle." The goddess Nichang shook her head and said, then turned around and entered the courtyard. Xiao Fan watched her back gradually disappear from sight, and then flew towards the depths of the Chu Xiufeng Sect.
Not long after, Xiao Fan found the forest. The land here emitted a strong atmosphere of heaven and earth, and each tree was full of spiritual energy. Two old women guarded the intersection of the road leading to the forest. When Xiao Fan walked
Come on, the two old women with high cultivation salute together, and their attitude seemed very respectful, which surprised Xiao Fan a little.
Xiao Fan came to the depths of the woods and found the Qingmo Divine Tree mentioned by the goddess Nichang. He cut down one with a knife. Xiao Fan's palm kept waving, and the true qi blade flashed, cutting the divine wood.
About a quarter of an hour later, Xiao Fan made a coffin with the green ink sacred wood. He gently stroked the body of the coffin and began to carve the array patterns on it. What Xiao Fan carved was a kind of thing that could slightly absorb the essence of heaven and earth.
The formation pattern of Qi, he wanted to keep his master Tian Buwei's body from rotting for a short time through the essence of heaven and earth absorbed by the formation pattern on the coffin.
Two hours later, Xiao Fan completed the seal carving of the array pattern. The blue-colored coffin was about three meters long and one meter wide, and it was engraved with seal characters and patterns. Xiao Fan quickly left with one hand with the coffin.
Here, I soon returned to the courtyard.
Lu Qingya and others came over and slowly opened the coffin lid. Xiao Fan held the body of his master Tian Buwei and gently put him in it, then carefully sorted out his face and clothes.
Xiao Fan quietly looked at Tian Buwei in the coffin, did not move or talk, and was reluctant to close the lid of the coffin.
"Xiaofan, cover it up, Master, he has passed away..." Lin Caixuan said.
Xiao Fan came to his senses, took a deep breath, closed the lid with trembling hands, and he seemed to have used all his strength and collapsed on the edge of the coffin.
"Xiaofan, let your master be buried in peace." The goddess Nichang walked to Xiao Fan, squatted down, gently stroked Xiao Fan's haggard face, and a look of heartache appeared in her eyes.
The actions of the goddess Nichang were seen in the eyes of women such as Lu Qingya, which made them feel strange. Although it is normal for the ancestor to feel sorry for the most outstanding disciples, the natural sensitivity of women made them feel a little unusual.
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"No!" Xiao Fan raised his head and looked at the goddess Nishang and said, "Master's last wish is to return to Wuwei Peak in Yanhuang Continent. Although I cannot take him back before he dies, I will take his body no matter what.
If you take it back, you must never leave him in this world that is still unfamiliar to him."
"But an abnormality occurred in the void channel and you can no longer go back. And if you want to forcefully open the void channel, it will take a lot of time to prepare the materials for building the void channel, and it will take a long time to open it up. The most important thing is
, The void passage opened by the ancestor, I can only pass through by living people. If you bring your master's body, he might go to the underworld because of this!"
"I basically know all of these, and I have no intention of letting you forcefully open up the void channel." Xiao Fan said. After he finished speaking, he looked into the eyes of the goddess Nichang and said, "Uncle Master, tell me where can I be maintained?
A divine thing that does not rot in the body!”
"Xiaofan, what do you want to do?" The goddess Nichang was shocked. There were such divine objects, but it was not easy to get them. Even if you exchange them for treasures, you would not be able to exchange them.
"I want to keep the body of Master's old man not corrupt. Only in this way can the body of Master's old man be completely brought back to Yanhuang Continent in the future. You also know that Master's body has too much death energy, and this death energy has already reached the point of view.
His body was completely integrated, and we could not expel it, so we could only suppress it. The void passage in the secret place of the dragon vein was not known when it would be built. The time was unpredictable, and I could not always bring the remains of my master and his old man with me.
The only way to suppress the dead energy is to find the cold and cold magic objects, which continuously emit cold and cold true energy, freezing the dead energy."
The goddess Nichang was silent, and after a long time, she said: "This kind of cold magical object is not lacking, but the only thing known is also a master object, which is in the hands of a top force and has been used. You want to get it really
It's too difficult, how could they give it to you?"
"I can exchange a large number of high-grade divine crystals and a large number of divine materials with them, and even refine a royal-grade top-grade magical pill to exchange it with them!"
"Are you a high-level magical pharmacist? Can you refine the top-level magical power pills of the emperor?" The goddess Nichang was shocked, and a dazzling light suddenly burst out in her eyes. She looked at Xiao Fan incredibly, and was really shocked by him.
"The thing we are going to talk about now is not this. Uncle Zu, tell me what the name of that force is!" Xiao Fan shook his head, and did not talk about his own affairs, but continued to ask.
The goddess Nichang's heart was full of struggle. After a while, she seemed to have made some decision and said: "There is a divine object called Wannian Ice Soul in Beihan Luzhou. It can keep the human body from rotting. It is only Wannian
The Bing Soul is in the hands of the Hanbing Sect and is in the mouth of the late upper sect leader of the Hanbing Sect, so it is impossible for you to get it. Even if you use the top-grade magical power pill at the emperor level, you will definitely not be able to exchange it."
"Hanbing Sect?" Xiao Fan was a little surprised and asked, "The character like the acting sect leader in Hanbing Sect is probably the middle stage of the Emperor's Martial Arts Realm. Even without any divine objects, he can maintain his body for thousands of years.
Immortal, why do the people from the Hanbingmen still use the ten thousand-year-old ice soul to protect his body?”
The goddess Nichang glanced at Xiao Fan and said, "This matter is very special, and it will start a thousand years ago. At that time, the previous sect leader of the Hanbing Sect cultivated the next heir of the sect, and that heir was the most proud of him.
The personal disciple. The personal disciple was not sure who had offended, and was bribed by someone to come and assassinate him. The killer from the Red Dust organization was very strong, which led to the personal disciple being killed one after another and running away for hundreds of thousands of miles.
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"The sect leader of the Hanbing Sect learned about this and went there himself, but unexpectedly attracted a stronger killer. Although he finally saved the disciple and brought him back to the sect, he himself was also sucked by the true energy of the world.
Injury, and almost all his skills are spent to drive away the true energy of the world in his disciples, so he died a few years later, and his body's blood and vitality were corroded by the true energy of the world. After his death, the personal disciple succeeded to the throne, you
Can he say he can protect his body without using Wannian Bingpo to protect his body?"
After hearing this, Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light bloomed, and he said, "I will get the ten thousand-year-old ice spirit no matter what. If they refuse to exchange, I will have to snatch it!"