Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 130 Grave

"I've entrusted you with this matter," Zheng Xing said, sounding quite resolute. "If we really need to take action, I'll naturally do it, so as not to implicate my fellow disciples."

Wei Xi and Lian Gouqi looked at each other.

"Yesterday I went to Bailu Pavilion to look up some old books," Zheng Xing said, not looking at Huang Sanniang who had fallen to the ground. "The weapon is inside the host. It will only die if the host dies."

"She's in this state, and if the weapon takes control of her, fighting her won't be a big deal, but being parasitized would be a real problem."

"Qin Feng, you don't have to do anything." Zheng Xing took out a machete, "I will take full responsibility for this matter."

I didn't expect that this man could be so decisive and ruthless. Wei Xi thought, you can't judge a person by his appearance.

Qin Feng dodged Lian Gou's outstretched hand and asked, "Is there no other method in your book?"

"Why would I want to take action if I did?" Zheng Xing slowed down mid-sentence. "The Buqi parasite was infesting a tribe in Nanjiang, causing a huge disturbance. In the end, the largest tribe sent all its cultivators to deal with it."

Zheng Xing spoke earnestly, fearing that the others didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

He couldn't understand why Qin Feng was so indecisive now after he had just finished off the opponent without showing any mercy.

Huang Sanniang choked and began to gasp for breath, with gray scales flying everywhere.

"...He's right..." Huang Sanniang struggled to speak, "The Buqi is now...inside...my body..."

"While I'm still... lucid...let me..."

Huang Sanniang's intermittent pleas were finally choked by the blood that gushed out of her throat.

Seeing this, Qin Feng took out a spare quilt from his Qiankun bag and deftly placed it under Huang Sanniang's head to make her lie more comfortably.

"...My sword is faster, so she can suffer less." Qin Feng said in a low voice as he stood up.

This matter weighed heavily on the chests of several people.

It is easy to kill in close combat, but now that one side is at the mercy of the other, it actually makes people's consciences rekindle.

Zheng Xing raised his knife.

Lian Gouqie and Qin Feng looked away.

Facing this scene, a smile appeared on Huang Sanniang's face, which was once again covered with patterns, and her lips moved slightly.

Wei Xi's question was answered.

"...Mom...I will help you harvest the wheat..." A tear of relief rolled down Huang Sanniang's face and disappeared silently into the soil.

Wei Xi's estimate of the coffin's dimensions was incredibly accurate.

The senior brother who helped with the shopping also brought some incense and candles, and Wei Xi paid some extra spirit stones.

"Junior Sister Wei, who is this coffin bought for?" The senior brother couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.

"People." Wei Xi replied with a blank expression.

After saying that, Wei Xi used the moving technique to float the coffin away.

In the Qingcheng Sect, this kind of behavior is something that only people with a serious illness can do.

After returning to her own yard, Wei Xi parked the coffin in the yard and sat on the doorstep folding gold ingots.

After Zheng Xing took action that day, Huang Sanniang's body quickly turned transparent, revealing a bloated mushroom inside.

It looks like it will crawl out of the skin in another quarter of an hour.

However, Huang Sanniang died and Buqi was trapped in her body. Within half an hour, Buqi shrank to the size of a palm.

Qian Liangfeng also came at that time with Elder Chu, who was holding an umbrella to protect him from the sun.

Chu Xiuqin put away her umbrella, asked what had happened, and then said, "You guys are so quick to act. If you continue playing, another one will be killed."

"Alright, stop looking so sad. Life and death are determined by fate. She just had bad luck." Elder Chu pinched a spell and cleaned up Huang Sanniang's remains. "There will be more of these things happening in the future. You five little brats are lucky if one of them can achieve a Jindan."

It turned out that Qian Liangfeng ran back to the sect to ask for help, and happened to meet Elder Chu at Senior Sister Xie's place. She also had some knowledge of various strange plants, so Qian Liangfeng asked her for help.

Unfortunately, whether Elder Chu comes or not, he cannot change the reality.

Now Wei Xi is busy with Huang Sanniang's funeral arrangements.

According to the identification by the authoritative person Chu Xiuqin, the organ in Huang Sanniang's body is indeed dead.

But to be on the safe side, Wei Xi finally cremated Huang Sanniang.

This coffin is used to hold wheat.

Wei Xi placed the wheat in the cave and Huang Sanniang's urn in the coffin, waiting for burial.

After a while, Qin Feng came out of the house and prepared to meditate in the back mountain.

"Is she still feeling unwell?" Lian Gouqie opened the window. "It's been five days!"

Wei Xi threw a gold ingot into the folded pile and said, "I'll bury it tomorrow. Once it's buried, I'll forget it no matter how unforgettable it is."

"I really didn't expect Qin Feng to care about her so much," Lian Gouyue poked half of his head out, "Is Master Han so amazing?"

Wei Xi's hands kept moving. "Are you curious? If you're curious, come and meet us one day and you'll find out."

"I dare not, I am a painting..." Avoiding the painting, Lian Gou continued, "It's better not to attract attention."

"But you," Lian Gouyue quickly changed the subject, "Why don't you look uncomfortable? Zheng Xing is so sick that he can't get out of bed."

"I've never been a good person," Wei Xi raised his eyes and said, "There's always work to do. Is it uncomfortable for you to care about me?"

Wei Xi's tone was the same as usual as she continued, "I've never met Huang Sanniang before, how could I be so hurt?"

After folding the last stack of paper, Wei Xi piled the folded gold ingots in one place and turned around to count the incense and candles to be used tomorrow.

Lian Gouqie apologized to Huang Sanniang who was lying in the coffin in his heart: I'm sorry, she is young, don't blame her!
Huang Sanniang was not a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect, and she was an orphan, so no one held a funeral for her.

It's better not to bother two people with the same task and just let the five of them do it.

However, Zheng and Qian were both ill. Qin Feng was in a bad mood and had never handled a funeral for a small family.

In the end, the matter fell on Wei Xi and Lian Gouwei.

Lian Gouqie wandered around the foot of the mountain for two days, circled a place, and found someone to negotiate with and dig the pit.

On the mountain, Wei Xi was busy with other funeral matters.

The two of them worked together and finally let Huang Sanniang rest in peace.

Ingots were burning in the brazier, and the faint smoke swirled around the people.

Facts proved that Wei Xi was right. After the funeral, Qin Feng slowly returned to normal.

Because the sect competition is coming.

It would be strange if a king of rolls like Qin Feng was not transferred.

The Qingcheng Sect, on the other hand, rarely behaved like a sect of immortal cultivators: the cultivators of the Formation Department were setting up formations all over the sect, often causing accidental injuries; the members of the Bird Department were constantly wandering around with birds of prey; and the talisman cultivator, who was profiting from the price difference as a middleman, was constantly practicing painting on the lake...

Lian Gou Xie also started to work overtime - the sect competition was Qin Feng's stimulant. She practiced harder and harder, and her realm broke through to the foundation-building stage.

This means that even though I am almost sick of painting, regardless of whether my painting skills have improved or not, my painting speed has indeed increased.

After learning that he would also be on stage, Lian Gouqie didn't care about Wei Xi's plans and immediately started learning to draw talismans.

Wei Xi, on the other hand, also began to practice diligently, contrary to his usual behavior.

(End of this chapter)