The Cultivation Road of the Heartthrob Cub

The funeral of True Monarch Unsleeping was held on Luoxia Peak.

Luoxia Peak is not as beautiful as its name. It is a huge dangerous peak full of boulders. Standing at the foot of Luoxia Peak, looking up, you can't even see the peak. Its top is tightly entangled by clouds and mist. And the palace of True Monarch Unsleeping is half hidden in the clouds.

The Patriarch of the Long Family half-carried the cub Long Aotian, passed through the enchantment of Luoxia Peak, and before taking a few steps forward, he saw a huge, translucent light curtain floating in the air ahead.

An enlarged version of the notice was printed on the light curtain. The notice was issued by the Bajing Palace, and the content was to announce the death of the Sleepless Lord. The signature was stamped with the external gold seal of the Bajing Palace, proving that its content was true and effective.

Xiao Zai Zai asked in surprise: "Tong, these days, do you have to prove it after death?"

The system has no hair, let alone insight:  …

The Patriarch of the Long family just silently glanced at the light curtain, and then left with his cubs.

Passing through the winding stone path, the two came to the palace of True Monarch Unsleeping. There was a mourning hall in the square in front of the palace. There were a few monks in the mourning hall, all of whom looked busy.

But after a while, Feng Mo, a disciple of Zhenjun Weimian, came in front of them, bowed directly and said: "Thank you, Master Uncle and Master Uncle, for coming to pay homage to your benefactor, and I will remember it in my heart."

The Patriarch of the Long family nodded without saying anything, and directly took the little boy to the guest seat in front of the mourning hall.

There are already many monks seated in the guest seat, most of them are monks from Bajing Palace, or friends outside the sect who are acquainted with True Monarch Unsleeping.

Most of them were silent, and a few talked in low voices.

Although wearing hemp and filial piety is not popular in the cultivation world, the monks present were still dressed plainly.

After about two or three cups of tea, Feng Mo stood in front of the black coffin, thanked the people present again, and delivered a speech: "My family teacher, the real king, died of illness at the age of more than 180 years. Sword cultivator, he has slain countless demons and slain demons in his life, he has always been kind and charitable, with a bright and cheerful nature, and at the end of his life, he said: I feel that I am worthy of the heaven and the earth..."

Feng Mo himself was a very contagious person, and it was his mentor who passed away. He recited the long eulogy with all kinds of emotions.

With every sentence he recited, the image of a grandfather holding a long sword gradually appeared in Xiao Zai Zai's mind.

His heart must be soft. He couldn't bear to let ordinary people be controlled by evil spirits, so he swung his long sword; when he saw someone suffering, he helped him;

He was still father's friend and junior, so it's really a pity that he passed away so easily...

Xiao Zai Zai's eye circles are getting redder and redder, and he can't stop thinking about it.

He even took the initiative to add a personal setting for True Monarch Unsleeping: Miracle Grandpa.

The so-called miraculous grandpa is the kind person who can take out sugar balls from his pocket anytime, anywhere, and is the most familiar image in the fantasy of the cub Long Aotian.

It was so easy for this character to be set up, and the little cub jumped up and stuck it on the top of Zhenjun Weimian's head with a snap.

Xiao Zai Zai raised his head, not wanting to let tears fall...

After Feng Mo finished reading the eulogy, all the monks present sang the Song of Chaoan unanimously. After singing, Feng Mo sang the song of filial piety again, the lyrics were tactful and sad.

In the end, all the monks walked up to the coffin in order, and after standing up, some of them left in silence for a while, and some put some objects in front of the coffin, Xiao Zai Zai guessed that those must be the things that True Monarch Unsleeping loved during his lifetime.

But after a while, it was the turn of the Patriarch of the Long Family and the cub. The Patriarch of the Long Family stepped forward alone. He just stood still for a moment, then turned around, but did not leave, but waited for the young son.

Xiao Zaizai walked slowly to the front of the hall. When he was at a loss, he suddenly remembered the scene where the teacher took them to the martyr's tomb. They had a flower on their hands.

So Xiao Zai Zai took out a golden lotus from the space and offered it to the coffin, praying silently in his heart: True Monarch Wusian, may you be safe and healthy in the next life.

After Xiao Zai Zai walked to his father, he was told that the funeral had officially ended.

When he was about to hold the big hand beside him, there was a "bang" in the hall.

Xiao Zai Zai quickly turned his head to look, and stared dumbfounded at Feng Mo's slap in the direction of the coffin lid, and the tightly stitched coffin lid was opened...

Xiao Zai Zai felt a burst of cold sweat on his back, and said, what happened? !

As far as he knows, there has never been a rule that the coffin should be dismantled after the funeral. Is Feng Mo crazy?

Xiao Zai Zai had to think of a series of operations such as deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, and thinking of the contagiously smiling eldest nephew Feng Mo, the three views are on the verge of collapse...

The next moment, two legs appeared in the coffin with a seam exposed, and they were tightly bound by red strings.

This time, not only was Xiao Zai Zai shocked, but even the system was extremely shocked: "My God! What kind of weird plot is this, why don't you be so exciting!"

Countless relevant ideas flashed in the system core: I love you, but you don't love me, hehehe, then go into the little black room, my beautiful master!That blackened apprentice yooooo...

Just as the little cub was being poisoned by the system's barrage, another change occurred in the arena—the Sleepless Lord, who was supposed to die, broke free from the shackles of the coffin, and jumped out like a zombie!

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The "Black Disciple" of the system's brain made a stride forward, supported Zhenjun Weimian, and then removed the red rope from his leggings...

Xiao Zai Zai and System Mu stared blankly at all this: ...

As outsiders, we often appear extraordinarily ignorant because of our ignorance!

The Patriarch of the Long Family smiled at Xiao Zaizai, and directly took his hand to the front of True Monarch Weimian. The Xiao Zaizai had not yet struggled out of the horror of cheating corpses, and subconsciously hid in the Patriarch of the Long Family. Behind him, he even buried his head in his father's clothes, piercing the center of the earth.

The Patriarch of the Long Family touched Zai Zai's head, and at the same time cared for True Monarch Weimian: "Is this death calamity over?"

True Monarch Weimian's whole body cultivation has been rising steadily, from an ordinary person with no surviving cultivation to True Monarch Yuanying, he is not in a hurry to answer the question of his uncle, but waved his hand and lifted a coffin The former golden lotus was in his palm.

After contemplating it for a while, True Monarch Weimian said with a smile on his face: "It should be over. When I sensed this golden lotus, most of the gloom in my heart dissipated. This time I want to thank my junior brother."

True Monarch Weimian was talking, but his eyes were on the little cub with his head buried, his eyes were full of smiles, he stretched out his hand to the little cub: "Look, what is this?"

Cub wrapped his arms around his daddy's waist, drawing strength, raised his head quietly, and first saw a pair of white and slender hands, with a colorful little sugar ball in his palm...

Cub Long Aotian: I don’t have this color, I lost…

He pursed his lips, raised his head again, and looked at Zhenjun Weimian carefully. Well, he is fair and beautiful, without blue-faced fangs, so he really shouldn't be a zombie... bah.

Although it's not a zombie, it's not the image of the grandpa you imagined at all!

Master Weimian watched Xiao Zaizai stare at the sugar ball for a while, and stared at himself for a while, closed his hand with a smile, and when he opened it again, two sugar balls appeared in his palm.

The next moment, before Zhenjun Weimian closed his hands, another sugar ball appeared in his palm...

It really fits the personality of the "magic grandpa", except that he has black hair reaching his waist, fair complexion, and a face like a crown jade, just like a beautiful young man.

"Uncle, my master is alright, what happened to me this time didn't reach his ears, did it?" Zhenjun Weimian asked.

The Patriarch of the Long family nodded: "I ordered my subordinates to block the news, so you don't have to worry about it."

True Monarch Weimian still breathed a sigh of relief, he regards his master as his own father, and his father's cultivation aptitude is limited, now that he is old, he really can't be frightened anymore.

Seeing his appearance, the Patriarch of the Long family frowned, and said bluntly: "Your method of holding a funeral every time you have a premonition that death is approaching is simply a solution to the symptoms rather than the root cause. Is there really no other way? "

Before waiting for Zhenjun Weimian to answer, the Patriarch of the Long family asked again: "Just talk about the temporary solution, isn't there any other harm? Do you think you can really hide it from the heavens? Do you want to stay in the Nascent Soul Stage forever? "

True Monarch Weimian knew that Uncle Master really cared about him, so he patiently explained: "Uncle Master, I have searched all over the ancient books, and even found the Tianji Gate to test, but I couldn't find the root cause..."

"I've been practicing so far, and I've asked myself all the things I think and do. I've never done anything rebellious. I won't suppress my cultivation. Even if asked by the heavens, I'll be outspoken..."

"This method of treating the symptoms is getting weaker and weaker in the near future..."

"So, you asked for the Gold Medal of the Eight Views Palace?" the Patriarch of the Long Family said bluntly.

True Monarch Weimian was ashamed of his sect, nodded and said: "The previous funerals did not need to be like this, but when the death calamity came this time, I suddenly felt that the death calamity was difficult, so I went to find the suzerain..."

"Thanks to the fact that Bajing Palace is a sect that protects its weaknesses and doesn't care much about face..."

When True Monarch Weimian heard his uncle's evaluation of Bajing Palace, the corners of his mouth twitched, quite helplessly.

Since several decades ago, the talented True Monarch Sleepless seemed to be stuck in some kind of filth, and suffered frequent disasters when he went out. What was even more frightening was that every ten years, he felt that a catastrophe was coming.

The helpless True Monarch Weimian searched all over the world of comprehension, and finally a friend from the Tianji Sect proposed a way to transform the catastrophe, which is "death escape", which is not a real escape, but a practice of life and death. It is impossible to hold a funeral, which is not only to use the breath of the underworld to hedge against evil spirits, but also to cover up the secrets in a short time.

Although the method is simple, there are many risks in the actual operation. At the moment of first performing the exercises, he is really in the state of a dead body. As long as someone wants to kill him, he will really die.

And in this process, his consciousness is always clear, that is to say, he watched himself die, without the power to fight back.

Furthermore, secrets are not so easy to hide. Every time a funeral is held, someone must sincerely mourn and express their condolences.

However, as True Monarch Unsleeping has "died" too many times, although his friends are still willing to care for him as a group pet, everyone knows in their hearts that his friend died in a fake, and he can't mourn even if he wants to... …

Faced with this situation, True Monarch Weimian had to resort to frequent strange moves, various death scenes, ups and downs of killing stories, dazzling killing tools...

However, no matter how many tricks there are, they can't stand the exhaustion of thinking. This time, the Suzerain Weimian, who really couldn't help it, was shown a show by the suzerain of Bajing Palace.

Sovereign of the Bajing Palace: Crack, seal it!Dang dang dang, death proof!You are really dead, sure face...

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