He quickly packed up the body and repaired everything faster than usual. Qin Yang moved a stool and a small tea table, sat aside and made a pot of tea, quietly waiting for Zhang Zhengyi to be resurrected.

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After killing Zhang Zhengyi so many times, Qin Yang has experience in Zhang Zhengyi's resurrection time. The smaller the limb damage, the less time it takes to restore the body. If the body is repaired in every detail, the resurrection time will never exceed three days.

Time to burn incense.

Similarly, for Zhang Zhengyi, consuming this time also consumes the least amount of life.

Under the current situation, the life span consumption can be ignored.

As for this person maybe not Zhang Zhengyi?

Qin Yang didn't care at all. A long time ago, he had imagined a scene where a guy disguised as Zhang Zhengyi and Junior Brother Zhang appeared at the same time, and he couldn't tell who was real and who was fake.

Then use the simplest method of identification, kill both of them, and whoever comes back to life will be the real one.

While drinking tea and reading a book, after a while, I heard Zhang Zhengyi, who was lying on the ground, suddenly take a breath of cold air and sit up with an ugh sound.

After sitting up, he immediately put on a defensive posture, and three or four defensive magic weapons lit up on his body.

When he saw Qin Yang sitting aside, Zhang Zhengyi's eyes turned red and he almost cried.

"Senior Brother Qin, you are finally back..."

"what happened?"

"Senior Brother Qin, am I still your brother?" Zhang Zhengyi shed tears in grievance: "I have been here to help you for so long, why do you no longer recognize people in the blink of an eye? How come I come to your place and still do it?

Hacked to death by the puppet guards you left behind."

"Why don't you just die once? You have a lot of life now, what are you afraid of..." Qin Yang responded casually, then thought about why this guy was selling so badly today, and changed the topic and went straight to the topic.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Who said once? Those puppet guards you left behind are simply not human beings. They killed me and then ignored them. When I woke up and opened my eyes, they slashed down with a sword and killed me three or four times!" Zhang

Zhengyi looked aggrieved.

Qin Yang was startled, then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, you deserve it! Go back to your senior brother's place. If you don't leave the good door, you have to climb over the wall. Do you think you are cheap?"

In his Jedi Manor, several people can enter directly through the gate. They have been given permission to do so, but they have never given others permission to climb over the wall. This guy is looking for death.

Fortunately, he thought Zhang Zhengyi had something to ask of him, so he suffered miserably here.

The puppet master didn't mention anyone breaking in. He probably thought that the little thief who came in and didn't make any noise and was hacked to death by the puppet guard who was left behind really didn't even deserve to be mentioned.

Zhang Zhengyi sat on the ground and glanced at Qin Yang with some resentment. Although he felt that life was worse than death, it was normal to wail a few words. Who would have thought that his senior brother Qin was almost laughing.

"Okay, don't sit on the ground like a dead dog. Get up. Didn't you go back to the sect? Why did you come back so soon? Did you break through the barrier?"

"It's not difficult to break through the level. It's a sure thing for me. I came back this time because I have something else to ask you about. When I went to break through the level, I found Uncle Wei's tomb."

"Old Man Wei is dead?" Qin Yang was startled, and then changed his mind: "Stop talking nonsense. Although Old Man Wei himself said that as a preacher, what he has learned is to be knowledgeable rather than sophisticated, but there are so many

He pretends every day that he can't defeat that and is no match for him. No one knows how strong he really is. How could he die like this?"

"It's true, Senior Brother Qin, the mausoleum was not arranged in advance, but has been sealed and reserved for future generations for assessment. But I think the same thing as Senior Brother, how could Senior Uncle Wei be dead?" Zhang Zhengyi's tone was a little bit astringent.

Feeling unsure, he lowered his voice: "So, I thought, since it was for assessment, I broke open Master Wei's mausoleum and actually saw Master Wei's body."

Qin Yang was silent. The old Immortal who abducted him into the burglary house at that time actually died like this?

"It's really dead...ah?"

"I'm not sure, but my master is also weird. He didn't tell me anything and kicked me out. So, I don't think I can see it, but you can definitely see it, senior brother."

With that said, Zhang Zhengyi took out a coffin and placed it in front of Qin Yang. After opening the coffin lid, Old Wei's body lay quietly inside.

Qin Yang stepped forward and looked at the corpse, looking a little dazed.

No matter what, although there is no emotion, there is always a master-disciple status. It was Old Man Wei who led him into the theft sect, so he studied with Uncle Meng for a period of time. The study during that period of time was very important for him to come out alone later.

Waves also laid the foundation.

If you don't know how to study, give him a profound book and he won't know where to start.

Old Man Wei really died like this. At the very least, he must know how he died.

Qin Yang looked at Old Wei's body, came to his senses, and asked Zhang Zhengyi.

"Uncle Meng, are you okay?"

"My master is very good. He can scold and chase people away. I came back with Master Wei's body." Zhang Zhengyi said with some complaints in his voice.

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yang went up and kicked him.

"Why are you hitting me?"

"I'm the one who beat you, you idiot. Don't you know what the relationship between Old Man Wei and Master Meng is like? Don't you know that when someone close to you dies, it's the people who are still alive who feel the pain? Master Meng is obviously not in the right state.

If you are still in the mood to care about other things, why don't you accompany Master Meng well? Fortunately, Master Meng loves you so much and always thinks about you. Every time we see you, you ask me to take care of you so that you don't get killed."

"But...but when I came out after breaking through the barrier, my master disappeared."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yang's eyes suddenly turned red with anger, and he came up with a blast.

"If anything happens to Uncle Meng, I will kill you first!"

Zhang Zhengyi, who had been beaten with a bruised nose and face, finally came back to his senses. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong with the sect at that time. He panicked, got up and rushed outside.

"It's too late for you to go back now. We said before that the station will be moved. Do you know where it will be moved now?"

"I...I don't know. My master didn't tell me. Brother Qin, what should I do now?"

Seeing Zhang Zhengyi with a bruised nose and swollen face, his face full of panic and confusion, Qin Yang felt inexplicably sad. He had already felt that something was wrong long before. Old Wei was dead, and Master Meng must have gone back to do something.

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Hiding it from himself and Junior Brother Zhang, Qin Yang also knows why.

What they care about most is the inheritance of the incense. No matter how strong or weak it is, no matter what the situation is, they must keep the incense alive. The two of them are the incense left behind.

No matter what happens, at least the incense floating in front of the ancestral temple will not stop.

"You go and rest first, I will investigate."

After driving the lost Zhang Zhengyi back to the room, Qin Yang turned around and stared at Old Wei's body, took out a white jade coffin, took out Old Wei's body and placed it on the long desk. However, the moment he touched the body, Qin Yang

Yang's hand paused slightly.

The skill can be activated.

Qin Yang forced a laugh.

"Look at your remains, I don't know which guy with clumsier hands than feet made it. His mouth is crooked. At least he called you master. If you are buried with this honor, in case you are paid homage by some descendants in the future.

, wouldn’t it appear that my level is too low?”

Qin Yang began to tidy up the body of Old Man Wei, repairing all the damaged parts of his body, fixing his crooked mouth, and put on the burial makeup before placing him in the coffin again.

Most of the meridians in Old Man Wei's body were broken, his heart was shattered into minced meat, and his skull was exploded. He died extremely miserably. With Qin Yang's level, he could only barely repair it. It was completely impossible to return to the way he was before he was alive.

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After standing next to the coffin for a long time, Qin Yang reached out and touched the body.

The halo shines, with only two balls of light, one white and one blue.

The blue one was patted into the head casually. It was the Lingxu pacing that Old Man Wei used most.

Looking at the white ball of light, Qin Yang pondered for a moment before patting it into his head and closing his eyes.

Inside the ball of light is a scene.

The scene of old man Wei on his deathbed.

There was heavy snow falling there, and a white mist was steaming between the sky and the earth. Old man Wei didn't know what he had gone through, but he had been seriously injured. The injury was so severe that he could not walk in the shadow of the world, so he could only walk along the mountain.

In the shadow of the mountains.

Suddenly, the white mist floating between the sky and the earth became thicker and thicker. Old Wei was influenced by the power in the white mist, and fell out of Lingxu's pacing state, landing at the foot of the mountain.

In mid-air, the smoke gathered and turned into a human figure. The white smoke on the surface of the human figure dispersed, and a woman with red lips stained with blood and a long robe appeared in mid-air.

The woman looked at Old Man Wei expressionlessly.

"I have set up a white smoke formation on the three hundred miles of mountains. You are too seriously injured and can't get out of here. Is there anything else you want to say?"

"There is nothing to say except death."

Next, Old Man Wei entered the process of fighting a trapped beast. His heart was shattered, his meridians collapsed, and he was determined to survive. When he was about to die, his soul broke out of his body and turned into a final blow, severely injuring the woman.

At this point, the remaining memory images are completely over.

Qin Yang opened his eyes, looked north, and murmured to himself.

"Yan Luo Shi, okay, no matter what, I called you Master. I don't want my uncle to go into danger for you. You can rest in peace. I will avenge you in the future."

After a pause, Qin Yang added silently.

"I will go to the Tuomen Ancestral Temple to worship. The incense there will never be cut off."
To be continued...