Leisurely cultivating life

"This is the Yin God who is the teacher." Lin Ge smiled slightly, but in the state of the Yin God, he couldn't see it.

"Yin God!! Then Master is not the Yuanshen Daoist." Luan Gui said happily.

"Then Jintao Family Feng Family...?"

"It's all been resolved, and Jintao Gate has also returned to its origin and returned to my way."

"Young Master Zhou, I think you must need these things very much." Lin Ge waved his hand lightly, and a gap opened in the void.

It was dark inside, and many corpses flew out of it, crashing and falling to the ground.

"These are...?" Zhou Fan asked suspiciously.

"They are all people who have acted mischievously based on the Feng family in the past three months."

"Thank you, Master Lin." Zhou Fan cupped his hands.

"My yin spirit shouldn't stay out too long. When I passed by just now, I cleaned up the Fengyu pine along with it. You all go back to Yanjian Mountain first, and wait for me to deal with the Jintaomen's affairs."

After finishing speaking, it turned into a clear light and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"This is the Daoist Yuanshen!" Zhen Depang exclaimed.

"Twilight travel to the North Sea, Cangwu,

Eat the morning dew and eat the clouds and clouds,

In leisure time, watch the waves come and go,

The ages are like a dream! "

Lou Yehua read from the side.

"I'm so envious!" Zhen Depang said.

"Okay, if you are envious, just work hard and practice hard. Now, let's build a tomb for these four fellow Taoists." Zhou Fan said, looking at the four boxes in front of him.

Zhou Fan stood there, shrouded in spiritual thoughts, and flying swords appeared one after another, and directly dug four tombs in an open space beside Qianye Lake, cut the dug out rocks, and with a wave of his hand, several large plants in the distance The tree was poisoned, fell down, was cut into planks, and fixed with magical inlays. Soon, four coffins were built, and the conditions were limited. Zhou Fan just attached a few runes to the coffins to protect them. Will not rot and shatter.

call.

The four boxes were dropped into the coffin one by one, placed in the tomb, and the cover was sealed.

Boom~~~

A series of fires burned among the corpses in that place.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust."

After the burn was exhausted, Zhou Fan scattered the ashes of a place into Qianye Lake.

swipe~~~

The surrounding rocks and mud filled the tomb one by one, and four large stones were erected, with inscriptions engraved on it, and four brand new tombs appeared.

Zhou Fan looked at the tombstone and said silently: "I've never heard of your names before, and I've never even met you. It's because of me that you lost your life, and those who harmed you got what they deserved. ,rest in peace."

"Um, big brother, we don't seem to have paper money for joss sticks." Zhen Depang patted his head aside, "It seems that we want to burn paper money, but we don't have any." Spread your hands.

"It's easy." Zhou Fan waved his hand.

Several flying swords surrounded a wooden board.

Pieces of wood as thin as a cicada's wings fell to the ground one by one.

"Paper money, here we have it."

With another wave of his sleeve, Zhou Fan retracted his sword.

"Scent candles, we don't know how to make them now. Isn't the oil of the castor tree edible, so I just use it."

"There are three animals, big brother." Lou Yehua reminded from the side.

"Wait a minute." Zhou Fan closed his eyes, expanded his mind, and searched for the three animals.

"go with!"

Several flying swords pierced through the air and flew directly into the nearby forest.

Soon, it flew back.

"I can't find pigs, cattle and sheep, only these three are similar." Zhou Fan threw the three beasts that looked like pigs, cattle and sheep on the ground.

"Well, it's fine if you want it, junior brother, and offer your pastries." Lou Yehua looked at Zhen Depang.

"Oh." It's rare that Zhen Depang didn't yell, and very cooperatively arranged his most beloved pastry on the plate.

"Junior Brother Lao has to deal with them." Lou Yehua pointed to the three beasts on the ground.

After a while, in front of the four tombs, the 'three animals' were arranged, and the cakes were also arranged in trays.

The joss sticks are lit, burning 'wood chips', and the smoke curls up.

"Brother Zhou, let's go." Luan Gui came to Zhou Fan.

"Okay." Zhou Fan nodded.

…………

Jin Tao door.

The smell of gunpowder still lingers in the air.

In a hall.

Ushered in his original master.

"This time I can keep my Jintao sect's patriarch's lineage alive. I have to rely on Master Lin." An old man sitting on the main seat cupped his hands to Lin Ge who was at the side.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, Lin is ashamed of thanking you. If you want to thank him, thank Mr. Zhou Fan. If it weren't for him, to be honest, Lin really wouldn't dare to offend the Feng family." Lin Ge laughed.

"Mr. Zhou's kindness, I, Jintao Sect, will always remember it in my heart, and I dare not forget it for a moment, but if there is no real Lin, I am afraid that it would not be so easy to take back the mountain gate."

"Chu..."

"Hey, let me tell you where you are being polite. If you don't bother me, I will be annoyed. Let's talk about how to deal with Feng's family." Gu Wenyang said impatiently.

"Oh, haha, Fellow Daoist Gu is right, why is Master Lin so polite?" the old man surnamed Chu laughed.