Funeral customization, let you have a mysterious past

Chapter 100 Shocked by the Live Broadcast Funeral
"I haven't been in the world for a long time, and now I'm just here to send my ancestors ascension. I haven't heard about other things from my ancestors." A white-bearded middle-aged man walked out with a long and big sword on his back. , clasped his fists and replied.

When Xiao Zhang heard that before his father ascended to heaven, not only did he not leave any precious things for himself, but he also did not pass on the message to his believers, so he would not be able to gain any blessings, and he would be at a great loss.

The older cultivator seemed to see Xiao Zhang's thoughts, so he said: "Your Excellency, if you have any troubles, I can solve them for you."

After the cultivator finished speaking, he quietly waited for Xiao Zhang's answer. In his opinion, most of the troubles of ordinary people are related to money. It's enough to make gold, just try the alchemy technique he just learned not long ago, and see if it works on the spot.

Surrounded by a group of people in the dark, Lin Lan's eyes flashed with surprise. She never expected that this cultivator who participated in the funeral was quite humane, not at all like the kind of fairy who refuses to be thousands of miles away.

The funeral staff offered to help the descendants of the deceased solve a difficult problem, which was unexpected by Lin Lan.

When Xiao Zhang heard the cultivator's words, he immediately showed an expression of uncontrollable ecstasy.

You must know that the other party is a genuine cultivator. Few people in the whole of China have probably seen him, and his father is still the ancestor of this group of cultivators. Isn't his current status skyrocketing?

It's a pity that the celebrity named Wu Fan, the man with facial paralysis who humiliated him a few days ago is not here, otherwise he would immediately make Wu Fan look good.

"Predecessors are serious. The younger generation doesn't really have much to do. It's just that the son of the younger generation, that is, the grandson of the ancestor, has an incurable disease, and it will cost a lot of money. If you can directly cure him by using immortal techniques, then Thank you very much, Xiao Zhang!" Xiao Zhang cupped his hands and said with a smug look.

Xiao Zhang had just finished speaking. At this time, everyone present was staring expectantly at the middle-aged man who was leading the cultivator, wanting to see if he really planned to help Xiao Zhang, and also wanted to witness the cultivator's actions. means.

At this time, all the audience in the little anchor's room became even more restless.

"Fuck, I heard it right! This little Zhang actually asked a cultivator to heal his son. Is it true?"

"Isn't this normal? I really didn't expect this humble little Zhang to have such a terrible father, it's incredible!"

"Is this acting? Anyway, I'm not there, so I don't believe that there are any cultivators in this world!"

A dense barrage of bullet screens popped up, showing the passion and anticipation of the audience. They all felt that they had witnessed the live broadcast of the funeral today, and their worldview had undergone earth-shaking changes.

On Xiao Zhang's side, the white-bearded sword fairy nodded with a smile after listening to Xiao Zhang's words, and then looked around the crowd. Everyone who was swept by his eyes fell silent, feeling like he had fallen into winter. In a ten thousand meter deep ice cellar.

They have no doubt that if these cultivators don't like them, killing them is as easy as trampling a few ants to death.

"Then let me first see what incurable disease your son has?"

After the middle-aged Baixu Sword Immortal finished speaking, Xiao Zhang just wanted to ask his wife to bring his son over.

I saw Sword Immortal Baibeard stretching out a palm and grabbing it out of thin air. Immediately after Xiao Zhang was in the crowd, his son, who was carried by his wife on his shoulders, immediately jumped more than one meter into the air.

"Fuck, what's the situation?"

"Ah! This, this?"

Many people present witnessed this unimaginable scene, and they took a few steps back in shock.

However, most of them looked as usual, but the shock that could not be calmed down still remained in their eyes.

They feel that these cultivators can fly with swords, and it is not an exaggeration to be able to control objects through the air.

Xiao Zhang's son floated in the air more than one meter high, and all the viewers in the live broadcast room were even more shocked.

"Anchor, why don't you just say something now, is this actually a show?"

"No, I'm going to spend money to find someone to find out the location of the anchor, and I'm going to see the cultivator live!"

"..."

Even the official staff of the platform couldn't help being curious, and went to chat privately with the little anchor who was broadcasting live at the funeral, but they couldn't wait for a reply.

No matter how the little anchor's live broadcast room is boiling, and how many private messages he receives, the little anchor is still dumbfounded here, because he has been attracted by the magical ability of the cultivator, and has no time to care about the live broadcast on the mobile phone in his hand It's time.

After a few breaths, Xiao Zhang's son returned to the ground and landed lightly. It can be seen that this cultivator's mind is relatively delicate, or he may just be kind to the descendants of his ancestors.

"Senior, can you cure my son's illness?"

Xiao Zhang asked expectantly, but there was no worried expression on his face. In his opinion, it is easy for a cultivator who can fly with a sword and control objects in the air to cure difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

Lin Lan, who was hiding in the crowd, was not calm any more. She wondered if she should pretend to be Xiao Zhang's relative and ask this coquettish cultivator to treat him. What if someone has a way.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, the white-bearded cultivator frowned, shook his head and said: "This kid's bones are born lacking in the five elements of earth, and it's not something we can use external force or true energy to completely heal. But since you said before that you couldn't treat your son because of lack of money, there must be a cure here."

After the cultivator finished speaking, before Xiao Zhang could plead, he saw him pointing his finger at a big stone on the ground that was higher than several bricks, and the stone gradually turned a dazzling golden yellow.

Xiao Zhang felt a burst of golden light in front of him almost blinding his titanium alloy dog ​​eyes. He hesitated for a while, but soon he felt better and went up to hug the heavy stone tightly.

"Thank you senior, now my son has the money to go to the best hospital in Huaxia!" Xiao Zhang said excitedly.

Everyone present was shocked again by this method. Although the cultivators did not directly treat the children and make them wake up, these people may be just half-immortal and half-human practitioners, not omnipotent gods, but the ability to turn stones into gold The means are enough to make all mortals feel hot.

"Okay, I have already paid homage to the ancestors this time, we should leave, I hope the years will be quiet and we will have no worries."

After the white-bearded cultivator finished speaking, he manipulated the big sword on his back to his feet, and left as if he was about to ascend in the daylight.

Finally, there were one or two idlers in the crowd who were lazy and restless. They couldn't stand up anymore. They plopped over, knelt down in front of the backs of the cultivators, and said excitedly: "I beg you to reward me, I also have a hidden disease, and I want gold too." !"

However, this group of cultivators decided to leave, so they didn't stay for a moment. In the blink of an eye, like pieces of white clouds, they floated into the sky one after another, and finally disappeared into the clouds.

Everyone in the small anchor’s live broadcast room witnessed the whole process, and their emotions can only be described as shock or shock. Many people even called the hotline near the science column on the spot after the live broadcast, asking those who know the truth to seek the truth.

A trending search of "I have a fairy in Huaxia" appeared on all major platforms, attracting many people who eat melons.

Of course, more people choose to look for the place where the incident happened, and go to investigate and observe the footprints of every cultivator on the scene, and maybe they can discover some big secrets!
(End of this chapter)