Rebirth of the Peerless Immortal Master

The place where Han Mudan's father and daughter were attacked was in a small forest not far from Nanfeng Town. The trees in the forest had no leaves, like a flock of chickens that had shed their feathers. The situation of the whole forest is over.

It was obvious that there was a fierce fight, many branches were broken unnaturally, there were traces of fighting on the trunk, and bloody cloth strips were still hanging on the branches and crumbling.

Han Mudan quickly found her father's body, and fell stiffly in a big pit. If she didn't look carefully, she thought her head had been buried in the soil.

People of the Wanliu sect often use whips, and the name Jiulian Fairy Han Mudan is also derived from the weapons she uses.Han Bhutan's whip is a black long whip as thick as a baby's arm, with a cold light, lying limply beside Han Bhutan's hand.

As soon as Han Mudan saw her father, she softened and knelt down on her knees. The grief-stricken look made Dongfang Mianyang look sideways at him.

She slapped her father's head hard three times, and Dongfang Mianyang's heart trembled when he heard the muffled bang bang bang, he couldn't help but persuade him: "The deceased is gone, Miss Han, take care of yourself! "

Han Mudan straightened her upper body, still kneeling on the ground, her knees were already wet by the snow on the ground, she turned her head to Dongfang Mianyang, her eyes were red, but she didn't shed a tear, she said: "I heard that Mr. Dongfang is a magician, can you Do a ritual for my father?"

Dongfang Mianyang declined: "This ritual is not my specialty, why don't we go back to Nanfeng Town and find Master Lianyun to do a proper ritual?"

Hearing Master Lianyun's name, Han Mudan's eyes lit up, but in the end she shook her head stubbornly, "No need, my father has a good face, so I don't think I want to make too much of it. Besides, my father was poor when he was young, so he was quiet when he came here." Quiet, then go quietly like this. I just have to ask you, my lord."

"Girl, you don't have to be polite. If a girl dies, your lord will be relieved to know about it."

After Dongfang Mianyang obtained Han Bhutan's birth date, it began to figure out a good place to be the burial ground of Han Bhutan.

During this period, Han Mudan returned to Nanfeng Town again.

When Dongfang Mianyang had just calculated, when he looked up, he saw a huge coffin floating in front of him.

He was taken aback, and looked carefully, only to find that the coffin was lifted by a thin and weak arm, and the owner of that arm was Han Mudan with a small face and wearing mourning.

This posture is really shocking.

God knows, how many pairs of eyeballs she has gained along the way!

"Boom!" Putting down the coffin without changing his face, Han Mudan untied the burden on his back, which contained a set of shrouds and some paper money for joss sticks.

"Young Master Dongfang, what's the matter?"

"We've found a good place." Dongfang Mianyang glanced at the huge coffin, then at Han Mudan, and swallowed hard.

Han Mudan nodded, and quickly helped his father put on the shroud, took out a box of needles and thread from his bosom, and sewed his father's neck up with a few swipes, without messing about at all.

In the end, under Dongfang Mianyang's delicate eyes, he hugged the Elder Princess Han Bhutan, pushed open the coffin lid, and carefully put Han Bhutan inside.

Dongfang Mianyang took a look inside, there were quilts and pillows, and it looked good.

With a sound of "bang", the coffin lid was closed easily, and a pair of fleshy palms lightly pressed a few times, and then used a few coffin nails to fasten the coffin tightly.

After doing all this, he lifted up his father's coffin without changing his expression, and signaled Dongfang Mianyang to lead the way with his eyes.

Dongfang Mianyang picked up the bundle of joss paper money, feeling that it was quite heavy. I really don't know how this girl can carry it on her back like nothing, especially when she is holding a coffin that weighs several hundred kilograms in her hand.

The paper money opened the way all the way, and it was blown away by the wind a few times, and the forest suddenly became a bleak background.After a few joss sticks were lit, Han Mudan, dressed in white, knelt in front of her father's grave, her lips tightly pressed together, and even the air carried a bit of solemnity.

When they arrived at the place that Dongfang Mianyang had calculated, Han Mudan raised her eyebrows and slapped the whip down a few times. A big hole was freshly baked, and Dongfang Mianyang was stunned to see it.

It didn't take long before a new tomb appeared, which looked like it was still there. In front of it stood a stone tablet carved by Han Mudan himself.

Dongfang Mianyang kept throwing paper money on the side, while reciting the half-baked mantra of passing away.

Usually it is not up to him to do things for the dead. Generally, monks are more popular, so he is not very familiar with them.

But what he did was decent, and in the eyes of others, he really didn't feel jerky at all.

After we were done, it was already noon.Han Mudan knelt there motionless.Dongfang Mianyang thought that everyone hadn't eaten for a day, so he advised her to eat something before continuing, but the girl just took his words as air, and didn't show any expression.

Dongfang Mianyang tried his best to talk, but it didn't work at all, so he had to be discouraged.

The cold wind was blowing in front of the grave, and even he was a little cold after standing for a long time.Seeing the slight trembling of the person kneeling there, he finally couldn't bear it, took off his coat and put it on Han Mudan.

At this time, the girl's eyebrows moved slightly, her voice was hoarse and dry, "Thank you."

"Oh." Dongfang Mianyang didn't say anything, just sighed, and put his hand on her shoulder and patted her.

He is used to life and death. To him, everyone is going to die, and no one can hide from it.So he didn't care about the process of death, and naturally...he didn't care about what happened after death either.

What happens after death?It's just a handful of loess and a handful of incense ash.

But now he began to feel a little bit, if he died, someone would be sad.

Like Xiao Chuaner, such a child who relies on him wholeheartedly, will probably die of grief, right?

As for the master in the previous life, the stinky old man may have to feel sorry for him for a long time.

For the first time, he wanted to live well and live longer.

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It got dark early, and when we went back, the sun was already setting.The egg yolk is like the sun melting into a piece of indigo-colored mountains, dim yellow, with a mottled beauty.

There are almost only a few hunters on the mountain road, wearing thick clothes, and the harvest in their hands is not very rich.

The two walked very slowly, and as they walked, the sky became completely dark.

"Miss Han, can you tell me what happened in detail?" Dongfang Mianyang had long wanted to ask.

Han Mudan was already much better at this time, as if half of the pain in her heart had been kneeled away.

She bluntly said: "My father and I came to Nanfeng Town for the merit tower." After a pause, she continued: "My father and I both know that Liu Ruchu is not a leader, but it was delayed due to something in the gang. , let him come to Nanfeng Town first. After the matter was resolved, my father and I rushed over quickly."

"Running in the middle of the night, we are almost at Nanfeng Town again. My father and I were a little tired and relaxed. When we passed through the forest, we did not expect that someone had already ambushed inside. Originally, with my martial arts and my father's, we should not Let him get it right, but that man has already set a trap in the woods, my father's horse fell into the pit, taking advantage of this delay, the man actually pulled my father's head with his bare hands!"

Dongfang Mianyang rubbed his chin, "Even if Han Daxia got caught, it shouldn't be so easy. How about that man's martial arts?"

"That man's martial arts skills are average. I fought a few moves with him. Although the moves were a bit messy because I was stimulated by my father's death, I was still able to fight him on a par... and only then did I know that that man People can easily kill my father because he knows how to use hidden weapons, and the hidden weapons are poisonous."

Dongfang Mianyang was startled, "Then you?"

Han Mudan shook her head, "His hidden weapon was blocked by the security lock I was wearing, and it was precisely this time that I had a chance to escape."

"Then have you seen what this man looks like?"

"No, but I know that this person doesn't have an index finger on his right hand." Han Mudan said, "I saw it when he threw the hidden weapon."

Just as Dongfang Mianyang was about to speak, the hairs on his back stood up.

The body reacted first, and he pulled Han Mudan back to the side, a sharp sword wind just brushed against Han Mudan's cheek, cutting off a strand of black hair.

The two looked back and found that it was a man wrapped in black night clothes.

Seeing this person, Han Mudan's eyes turned red in an instant, a strong air burst out from her body, and she shouted: "Thief! Pay back my father's life!"

She wiped her waist, and a red whip appeared in her hand.With evil eyes, he went straight to the man's face.

That man's martial arts were really not very good, he could barely resist Han Mudan's attack, but he had no chance to fight back.Dongfang Mianyang watched anxiously from the sidelines, but couldn't get involved.Although he is a cultivator, he doesn't know anything about these back-and-forth martial arts moves.

However, with his eyes nourished by spiritual power, he can easily see the confrontation between the two clearly.

At this moment, he saw that the man in black couldn't resist anymore, and his right hand with the broken index finger took out a dart with a cold light from his bosom!

"Be careful!" At the same time as the man in black was sending out darts, Dongfang Mianyang shot out a piece of yellow paper.The yellow paper emitted a brilliant flame, which caught the sight of the man in black and caused the dart to change direction.

This yellow paper is the initial product he improved by combining the talisman and the scroll, the talisman scroll.

Seeing that the hidden weapon was broken, the expression of the man in black instantly became ferocious amidst the lingering flames.Regardless of the long whip thrown by Han Mudan, the long sword stabbed straight at Dongfang Mianyang.

Dongfang Mianyang was startled, just as he was about to use his spiritual power to retreat, his body was already lifted into the air by someone.

A familiar smell rushed over, and Dongfang Mianyang knew who it was without looking back, "Wen Renyuan?"

Wen Renyuan showed him a brilliant smile, which made Dongfang Mianyang a little dazed. This person seems to have changed a lot...

And after this smile turned to the man in black who was already fighting with Han Mudan behind him, it suddenly became gloomy.Almost, almost this person hurt him!Wen Renyuan felt a strong anger towards this person in his heart!

He slapped his palm mercilessly, the palm wind was so strong that Dongfang Mianyang even felt the fluctuation of spiritual power from it.

To combine internal strength and spiritual power together, the power is still so huge!

Turning his head to look at the young man hugging his waist, he suddenly discovered that the change of the young man is not only reflected in the appearance, but a change from the inside to the outside, a change in momentum and strength!

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