After blowing and beating, the funeral procession finally arrived at the cemetery in the western suburbs of the capital. After scattering the last handful of paper money, Li Jinglin covered the soil with his own hands, while Wei Jiang only stood aside.
After all, Mr. Song Weiwei didn't survive this summer. According to Wei Jiang's wishes, a person dies as if a light goes out, a thin coffin contains the skin, and he can be buried as he pleases. But how could Li Jinglin agree? Whether it was for Song Weiwei's face, or for the sake of Song Weiwei's face.
To save my face, I have to organize this funeral in a big way.
In this case, Wei Jiang wore sackcloth and mourning, and Li Jinglin wrapped a white cloth around his military uniform, which was regarded as sending Song Weiwei away.
After the grave was covered with soil and the tombstone was erected, Li Jinglin took off his military cap and knelt down respectfully and kowtowed three times. Wei Jiang stood there indifferently as if he hadn't seen him.
The hired mourners pulled off the white cloth and walked back. Only Wei Jiang and Li Jinglin were left here, with a row of military guards standing in the distance.
Li Jinglin stood up, dusted off his knees, put on his military cap and said, "It's a pity, Master's hard work...it's not a holiday."
Li Jinglin was born as a military general and was obsessed with martial arts. He also followed Marshal Zhang to the capital last year. Hearing that Song Weiwei was living in seclusion in the market, he simply visited the old man several times and impressed the old man Song Weiwei with his sincerity. However, this man was old and weak.
It's really ordinary, there is really no Tao connection.
After a pause, and seeing Wei Jiang not answering, Li Jinglin couldn't help but said: "Senior sister, the master has gone, and we are the only ones left in this sect. If you have anything to do in the future, just say hello. Your junior brother and I are doing well at least, and I can always do it.
Give me a hand."
Wei Jiangtian said calmly: "I am determined."
Li Jinglin licked his lips, feeling a little confused about this cold and indifferent senior sister. Before he died, Song Weiwei spat out, first regretting that Li Jinglin could not enter Taoism, and then warning him not to have too much contact with Wei Jiang.
Li Jinglin never looked into it in detail, but secretly pondered it a lot. Could it be that the senior sister had such a bad temperament that she was not close to anyone? Or could it be that the senior sister had become a Taoist and was separated from him by being an immortal? Just looking at the look in Master Song Weiyi's eyes, there was always something wrong.
So right.
He was obsessed with Chinese martial arts, and he had always scorned Taoist sects, thinking that they were all fools who painted ghosts and talismans. But his master Song Weiwei was born in Wudang, and he had seen his sick body with his own eyes. He raised his sword and passed by, three to five meters away.
Then a row of candles were extinguished.
This level of cultivation can no longer be explained by martial arts. Therefore, he is particularly curious about Taoism.
"Senior sister, according to Master's wishes, have you entered Taoism?"
"Um."
Li Jinglin asked again: "I wonder what level of cultivation Senior Sister is now?"
"Human Immortal."
"..." Li Jinglin cursed in his heart. Why don't you stand in front of me and tell me that you are a god?
Then I thought about it, forget it, this senior sister has a weird temperament and cannot be offended, so let’s just go with her temperament and talk about it, everyone is also curious about the Taoism.
"Um... Senior sister, I wonder if you can open my eyes and see what Taoism is?"
I thought Wei Jiang would refuse, but Wei Jiang turned his head to look at him, nodded and said, "Okay."
As he spoke, Li Jinglin's sword flicked out of his body with a clang and fell into Wei Jiang's hand. Wei Jiang just waved it and saw a bright white sword slash out, flying more than ten feet away.
Far away, he cut a dead tree in half in the blink of an eye.
Feng Jun, who was in the surrounding realm, was startled. He thought someone was going to assassinate Li Jinglin, so he immediately took off his firearm and went around the realm.
Li Jinglin took a breath of air. This move was even more powerful than Song Weiwei's. Seeing the panic of the guards around him, Li Jinglin raised his voice and shouted: "Why are you all panicking? My senior sister is trying out the sword, what are you doing?"
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After shouting out, the guard calmed down.
Wei Jiang casually threw the sword back, and Li Jinglin took it, but saw cracks on the fine steel sword.
"Hiss..." Even Li Jinglin, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, couldn't help but take a breath of air. He felt that all the kung fu he had learned before was just a show.
So what if the flower stand is so powerful? A sword strikes from a distance of more than ten feet, and you can't even dodge it. This is the supreme kung fu!
His eyes were filled with heat. He remembered that Wei Jiang had just said that his cultivation was that of a human immortal, and he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the senior sister was really a human immortal?
Wei Jiang glanced at him with cold eyes: "What? Still want to see it?"
"Um, if it's convenient, senior sister..."
"Convenient." Wei Jiang casually grabbed Li Jinglin's arm, but he didn't see any movement. The next moment, Li Jinglin's vision went dark. When he regained consciousness, he suddenly found that he was in the middle of trouble.
Look around, isn't that the Qianmen Building? How come you're in the capital in a blink of an eye?
Li Jinglin was frightened. This was really a magical method. He was very excited. If the senior sister is so powerful, wouldn't he be... in the future?
"Don't think about it. You have bad bones and are too old. You have no hope in this life."
Li Jinglin was suddenly depressed.
Wei Jiang seemed to have remembered something, and his cold eyes suddenly became bright: "But it's not impossible."
"Um?"
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Nine Peaks.
Fu Yunzhao looked at the little bean sprouts in front of him in confusion and said, "Whose child is this? Why was it kidnapped?"
Before Zhang Leyao could say anything, the little white snake Fu Jiao couldn't help but quarreled: "Why did you turn around? Sister, take a closer look to see if the magic method on this little girl is your fetal breath method."
"Um?"
Fu Yunzhao's eyes widened when he heard this. When practicing the Fetal Breathing Method, breathing has its own rhythm. After practicing for a long time, natural breathing also has a unique rhythm.
Fu Yunzhao only made a brief observation and concluded that this little girl was indeed practicing the Fetal Breathing Technique.
She frowned and asked, "Where did you learn the fetal breath method?"
"My sister taught me." Wanyan Tongji shivered like a little quail.
When they met in the forest at first, they talked well and Zhang Leyao and Fu Jiao were quite polite. But when Fu Jiao saw through her cultivation method, he immediately changed his face and came over to capture her.
Wanyan Tongji has always been well-educated and behaved like a good granddaughter. Today, Guoluo Mama went out to visit relatives. Wanyan Tongji excused herself as unwell and stayed at home. Then she used a trick to make the maid fall asleep, and then she ran out and went crazy.
Play.
Who would have thought that after playing wildly for a while, she would encounter a bad guy. It was the first time in her life that she fought with someone. She was inevitably a little panicked when she started to fight. Her spells were thrown in a mess and her breath was disordered. As a result, Fu Jiao clicked on her acupoints, sealing the whole body's energy.
Then he was carried into the cave like a chicken.
I almost cried when I wrote Wanyan Tongji. Thinking of Journey to the West, I decided that this place must be a spider cave. These women are all spider spirits. They might kill her in a short while.
"What's your sister's name?"
Wanyan Tongji remained silent, fearing that if he mentioned his name, Fu Yunzhao would use a secret curse and implicate Wei Jiang.
"But your name is Wei Jiang?"
Wanyan Tongji blinked, a little dumbfounded.
Fu Yunzhao was furious: "Oh, I knew it was her. Where is she now? She must be hiding in the capital, right?"
Wanyan Tongji was a little confused and simply stopped talking.
Fu Jiao said angrily: "Sister, that Wei Jiang is nearby. You never know when he will knock on your door."
Fu Yunzhao didn't care at all. He waved his hand and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm already a human immortal. How can I still be scared by someone with a hoe?"
Zhang Leyao frowned and said: "Jing Ting is not here, and Wei Jiang's methods are weird, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with."
Fu Yunzhao said confidently: "Don't be afraid. The Yuan Qi is cut off here. No matter how powerful she is, how far can she reach in cultivation in a few years? It's not bad, at most she is a human immortal. She is also timid, so she will definitely not
Dare to break into the heaven with a spirit like brother Jingting. Before the earthquake in Dali, Wei Jiang set up a large array to collect the innate Qi. The trouble he put in was proof.
They are all immortals, and I can do what she knows. I have also practiced other methods recently, and I still don’t know who will win."
Fu Yunzhao was usually unreliable, but he was still reliable at critical moments. Zhang Leyao calculated that if this was the case, even if he couldn't defeat Wei Jiang, he could still defend the cave. She looked past Fu Yunzhao and looked at the dark figure sitting there.
Fei Jingting's body. He secretly prayed in his heart, only hoping that his backbone, Fei Jingting, would come back soon.
Fu Jiao looked at the quail-like Wanyan Tongji and said, "Sister, what should I do with this little girl?"
Fu Yunzhao hummed twice, stood up, walked around Wanyan Tongji, and said, "What else can I do? Of course I will take him as a hostage."
Wanyan Tongji breathed a sigh of relief at first, then started to cry: "I, I ran away secretly. If Mommy Guoluo can't find me, she will be really anxious."
But no matter what she said, these spider spirits were not going to let her go.
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The realm of nothingness.
The big ball of light came over with a spiritual thought: "Da Ming, Wudang, Yang Guishan."
"Wudang?" Fei Jingting thought to himself. There are many Taoist temples on Wudang Mountain. Who knows which sect they belong to?
But the ball of light spoke with certainty, and the divine thought passed it over: "Wudang is Wudang."
Fei Jingting couldn't help but said: "There are many spectators on Wudang Mountain and there are mixed factions. I wonder which faction your senior belongs to?"
"It's Wudang. When my master and I went to Wudang, the Taoist temples were destroyed, and we were the only ones in those years."
"May I ask who your respected master is?"
"Zhang Sanfeng."
Fei Jingting's soul was shocked. The ball of light in front of him turned out to be Zhang Sanfeng's disciple?
"I've met senior!" Fei Jingting was very polite, because his basic skills were derived from Zhang Sanfeng. Although it was given by the system, in the final analysis, he got the favor from Zhang Sanfeng.
"You're welcome, may I ask what year your friend is from?"
"It's hard to say... After the Ming Dynasty, it was the Qing Dynasty, and the Qing Dynasty was forgotten, and now it is the Republic of China. There is a gap of almost three to five hundred years between me and my predecessors."
"That's it." The ball of light was filled with sadness.
It was also through the transfer of spiritual thoughts back and forth. After a little exploration, Fei Jingting found that Yang Guishan's soul was somewhat scattered and that too many soul bodies had been swallowed up around his body. Could it be that the other party used swallowing soul bodies as a way to practice?
When he asked about his doubts, Yang Guishan sighed and said: "I feel ashamed to say that my master and I were practicing in the mountains. Unfortunately, my life span was reached in the year of Tianbujie, so I had no choice but to cultivate the Yinshen, and then my master sent me to this heaven."
I don’t think so, but this heaven is no longer heaven. I don’t know what happened. The underworld was broken into several pieces, and heaven was nowhere to be seen. It was surrounded by unintelligent souls, and it was even more dangerous above. I practiced here for a while, and I felt that I had made some progress.
So I went up to investigate, and I encountered a terrible evil. One of my souls and three souls were taken away, and I almost lost my soul. I had no choice but to devour the surrounding souls, and I have survived to this day."
It turned out that he had cultivated the Yinshen and was sent here as a ghost and immortal. Fei Jingting secretly thought that it was hard to say what Yang Guishan's current cultivation level was, but since he had practiced for a while and thought he had made progress, he could not be in the realm of nothingness.
Cultivated to become the Yang God.
Even so, when I probed upward, I was almost swallowed by something inexplicable.
Fortunately, I was cautious. If I had gone up hastily, I might have become the nourishment of a very dangerous thing by now.
Yang Guishan said: "Now that my soul is scattered, I can no longer continue to practice, so I can only wander here in a daze. I don't want to think that so many years have passed."
"That's it." Fei Jingting said, "I wonder what kind of evil thing the senior encountered?"
"It's hard to say, it was too fast, and I was bitten before I had time to explore. It felt like an evil dragon." After a pause, Yang Guishan said curiously: "Fellow Taoist was born in the Pure Light? It's strange, in that sea of souls, there is pure
The Yunzhuan Heavenly Book of the Ming sect has long been corroded, and the inheritance of Taoism has been cut off. Did Taoist friends ascend to this world purely with inner alchemy skills?"
Fei Jingting hurriedly said: "My mentor is from the Jingming Sword Immortal lineage."
"I see."
"In addition, the fundamental skills I practice are closely related to Master Zhang."
"Um?"
"What I am practicing is the Shen Tong Deed revised by Master Zhang."
Yang Guishan was silent for a long time, then threw a ray of spiritual thought: "Then Shen Tongqi can really practice?"
Huh? What does this mean? Fei Jingting had a vague premonition.
Another ray of spiritual thought was thrown over, and Yang Guishan said: "On that day, Master Yang Shen came out of his body, traveled around the world, and returned to this world to watch for a while. The time in the two worlds is different, so I just regarded Master as an immortal, and buried Master hastily. I don't want to
Master came back at the right time, so he didn't make a big mistake."
Good guy, Zhang Sanfeng was almost turned into a Tieguai Li by his apprentice.
"After the master returned, he felt something in his heart, reviewed the Tongtong Contract again, and then refined a version of the technique. This technique needs to be built by someone who has done it beforehand. It is expected that after the completion of the technique, one can reach the realm of earthly immortals. After the technique is refined,
The master then passed it on to several younger juniors. However, this technique was too overbearing and required too much talent and talent. Only one of the more than ten juniors stepped into the threshold, but he only practiced it until he could refine his energy and transform into a spirit.
Something went wrong. Master had no choice but to break up his practice and start practicing his own skills again. This agreement was put aside."
Fei Jingting was a little confused. Good guy, it turned out that Zhang Sanfeng had come up with this agreement at random. He didn't practice it himself, so he taught it to a group of disciples. Only one of more than ten people got into it, and as a result, something went wrong in the practice.
He secretly thought to himself, how difficult has it been for him along the way? He thought it was a brilliant method, but unexpectedly it turned out to be an untried experiment... No wonder the follow-up method has no guidance, and the root cause is here.
Then Yang Guishan asked: "Since Taoist friend has entered this world, you must have at least cultivated into a Yin God, right?"
Fei Jingting said honestly: "I have already cultivated into a human immortal."
The light ball in front of him suddenly became chaotic, sometimes revealing a vague human face, sometimes revealing a huge tiger head.