He Qilang bowed to the mentor in the mirror and told him about Qian Chen's plan. Feng Xianzi, who was trapped in the mirror, was also open-minded and laughed: "I thought it was the deadline, but I didn't expect that fellow Daoist Qian would have such supernatural powers just an incarnation."

"Just just listen to his instructions, remember to treat him as if he were me, and do not be careless."

He Qilang nodded and said yes. When he returned to the cave, he saw the remains of his mentor's body and cried again. Then he packed up his belongings and opened the door to the cave.

When the woman outside the cave saw that the formation trapped here was broken by outsiders, she was hesitant, but the door of the cave in front of her suddenly opened. A young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old walked out and knew that this was the person he was looking for. He waved his sleeves and saw dozens of koi Taoist soldiers under the bamboo raft all offered their magic power, manipulated the current of water, and slowly greeted them with the bamboo raft.

The woman in brocade clothes stood in front of the bamboo raft and asked, "My lady has been waiting again for many days. Is Mr. Feng Xianzi finally willing to come to see us?"

He Qilang looked calm, his eyes seemed to have cried, and his eyes were faintly red. When he saw this person coming up to ask, he just answered honestly: "My teacher has gone to the immortal! I'm afraid I can't see Miss You anymore!

The woman in the bamboo building immediately stood up when she heard this, lifted the curtain and walked out of the bamboo building and said, "What's going on? Although Master Feng Xianzi was suffering from an old problem, his injuries were stable. How could he die suddenly in a few days? Don't bully me, you boy. Otherwise, don't blame me for going beyond the chef and teaching my disciples a lesson for Master!"

He Qilang heard her speak aggressively and said to himself: "No wonder Mr. I made me feel silly with them. I thought I was from my master's sect. These days they were just besieging me and not disturbing me. I should be a bit sensible. Unexpectedly, my seniors had seen their nature early in the morning. They really couldn't rely on major events. No wonder our Qiongsen still has a disciple, but the master would rather entrust me to Mr. Qian, who had only been together for several times, than let me return to Qiongsen!"

I immediately gave up the touch of closeness in my heart and just responded with my own scheming.

"Not long ago, in order to save me, my master used his original cultivation level, and his injuries worsened. After sitting in the cave for several months, he went to the crane fairy!"

He Qilang was regretful and upset, and his expression was not at all fake.

The woman heard that Feng Xianzi passed away, but no longer cared about her face and broke into the cave.

I saw Feng Xianzi's remains sitting in the stone chamber. Although there were some spiritual herbs and magic tools around him, they were all very simple and did not catch her eyes.

The woman ignored He Qilang's obstruction and stepped forward to test Feng Xianzi's remains. Then she sighed and turned around and said, "What words can I leave before Uncle Master left?"

A hesitant appeared on He Qilang's face. He didn't know whether Feng Xianzi's explanation before his death was still effective after his soul was still dead. Cai Ling, the woman in brocade clothes, also secretly pushed him and said, "You little thief, what else do you want to hide... Since the lady asked you, why don't you tell me?"

He Qilang thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth. He bowed and said, "Master asked me to bury him in the old place of Qiong and leave all other things outside to me!"

Cai Ling smiled coldly and glanced at the simple cave and said, "Do you think we are greedy for your master's wealth? It's just the property of some casual cultivators. My lady is a person that the prince of the Dragon Palace is pursuing hard! The prince of the Dragon has 50,000 miles of seashores, countless slaves and demon soldiers, and there are a wide range of spiritual objects in the palace. My lady doesn't even like you. How could she be greedy for you?"

He Qilang hesitated for a moment, pretended to be honest and honest, and asked in a low voice: "I wonder what the relationship between the lady and my master? Can I help me bury his remains according to my master's last wish."

Cai Ling was about to speak and showed her sharp teeth, when she saw her lady wave her hand and stopped her words from behind, she said coldly: "I am the young master of Qiongshang Sect now, and her name is Han Concubine. Since you are a disciple of Master Uncle, you can also take your place under my Qiongshang Sect! You call me the young master..."

"Since the uncle of the master wants to be buried in the old Qiong area and he has kindness with my Han family, how can I not satisfy his last wish?"

Cai Ling next to her held her up at the right time and said, "But Miss, Changming is watching tightly, if so..."

"It's okay, I still have this face!"

Concubine Han made a gesture and sighed: "The Si people are gone, and the Guyuan Linggua I asked for for my uncle is useless! Since you have your last order, please support the uncle's coffin and go to the old place in Qiongfeng with me! After worshiping, you will officially join the Qiongfeng Sect, which can be regarded as continuing the Taoist tradition of Master Feng Xian."

He Qilang only felt the silver mirror in his arms tremble slightly, and heard from his master's voice transmission: "The Han family has two daughters, and this is not very good. When you meet her sister Han Xiang in the future, you should be more kind!"

He Qilang also felt gurgled in his heart: "Although I have never read many books, I have also seen it in the words from Zhongtu that the concubine is the emperor's first-class concubine, not the queen of the palace. Where can anyone give his daughter this name?"

"She mentioned earlier that Prince Long was pursuing him, could he be a concubine? Qiongshu asked such a woman to be the leader, but it was a bit..."

He hesitated for a while before he could not put the four words "I'm willing to be humble" in his heart.

Concubine Han originally knew that her uncle was a gentleman, not a tough person. As long as she treated him with courtesy, Feng Xian, who had a close relationship with the Han family, would definitely become a big helper for him. Even the spiritual object passed down by the ancestor would sooner or later be his own pocket.

With Feng Xian's personality, he will never be greedy.

But now there was some mistake in the plan. Unexpectedly, Feng Xian took a step forward. Now the spirit object is probably in the hands of this boy.

With Concubine Han's temperament, she was unwilling to force her to come. Even though this boy was in the state of Qi training, she could not suppress her casually, but the uncle bullied him like this as soon as he went, which made her face look bad.

Fortunately, Feng Xian had a lasting wish before, so he didn't worry about not coming with him. When he arrived at the old place in Qiong, he was rightly worshipped under Qiong's sect. Naturally, her young leader had thousands of ways to make him consciously offer things.

It’s nothing more than just moving with emotion and promising with reason. Even if this person doesn’t eat the soft and hard in the end, he will definitely not be able to escape if he falls into his palm!

Therefore, Concubine Han, He Qilang, cleaned up Feng Xian's body and asked him to board the bamboo raft. Hundreds of koi Taoist soldiers were arranged into formations and drove the bamboo raft toward the overseas!

In the Luo Zhenxian Sect, Qian Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and the butterfly puppet on his waist was broken. Qian Chen reached out to touch on the broken jade. This made him ponder for a long time before he abandoned the fragments of the magic weapon, attracted the ear canal god and the gold and silver boy, and ordered the ear canal god to wave his hand to draw a portrait of the infinite sea emperor's magic image.

Then, while the night is still, the painting is replaced with the Dharma image hidden in the nearby sea.

A wave surging in the sea, but in the snow, a Taoist dressed in a blue Taoist robe and faced the same as Qian Chen rode out of the sea on a white deer.

The white deer stepped on the sea water and galloped towards the east. Qian Chen was still unable to rest assured in the pavilion. He calculated that he felt that this disaster was not simple and he was very traction behind him. So he also invited the Great Sun Fire Master Dharma Image in the Fire Vein and asked the Nine Fire Dragon to continue to churn there, and he was not afraid that the gods would see through it.

He turned the refined Suzaku Fire Spike and the Great Sun Dharma Image into a rainbow light, and cast it to the distant Sea Emperor Dharma Image!
Chapter completed!