"Yuhan her...... Closed up on life and death?" Hearing Huang Shengtong's words, Ling Yu's heart moved, and he vaguely felt that this matter was related to him. When he and An Luo Yan fell next to the Tears of the Heavenly Gods, that is, the Eye of the Demons, they were cursed by the love calamity, so they spent an indescribable night of happiness. And when he returned to Xuanmiaoan the next day, before he could explain all this to Duanmu Yuhan, he left because of the fact that the key of the Heavenly Que reappeared in the place of sealing Zen. However, later Fu Chao told him that Duanmu Yuhan should have guessed something. Although Duanmu Yuhan is the holy daughter of Xuanmiaoan, the ice is clear and jade, and she is not stained with dust, but in the end, she is still a woman, and she is still a woman who falls in love. At this time, Duanmu Yuhan will also be jealous, and he will also suffer from gains and losses, and he will be extremely keenly aware of many things. Therefore, Duanmu Yuhan should have deduced everything that Ling Yu had experienced.

Seeing Ling Yu's expression, Huang Shengtong gently patted Ling Yu's shoulder and didn't say anything. Huang Shengtong has already got married, so he naturally knows what Ling Yu is thinking. In fact, Huang Shengtong had already expected the relationship between Duanmu Yuhan and Ling Yu, and knew that at this time, he would not be able to persuade Ling Yu.

"Xiao Yu, you won't really do anything to be sorry for Miss Yuhan that night, right?" Hearing the conversation between Huang Shengtong and Ling Yu, the only person who was in Xuan Miao'an came up with a sly look on his face, looked at Ling Yu with interest, looked teasing, and asked gossipingly.

"What? Xiao Yu and Fairy Yuhan still have an unspeakable secret? Old bandit, why didn't you say this kind of thing earlier! Xiao Yu, tell us quickly, what's going on?" Hearing the words, Xiao Hei's eyes the size of mung beans widened like copper bells, urging.

Xiao Hei's wine is really not good, and his voice, which is already drunk and hazy at this time, is even louder, and he directly "snorts" and attracts everyone's attention. People turned their heads to look at the unobtrusive little bear, wondering what was going on. And the center of the storm of this matter was Ling Yu, who looked innocent, a little embarrassed and helpless. At this time, Ling Yu had only one thought in his heart, eat bear paws! I saw Ling Yu tear off a chicken leg of a fire lin chicken from the dining table with lightning speed, and stuffed it into Xiao Hei's mouth before he had time to react. Then, Ling Yu looked at the surrounding forces with an apologetic expression, nodding frequently, his face full of shame. If it weren't for the fact that there were many seniors in the cultivation world present, Ling Yu would have wanted to directly drag Xiao Hei out and beat him violently. It's not good for this dog bear to go crazy when he is drunk, but at this time, he is sick in front of everyone.

And Xiao Hei's words naturally attracted the attention of all the cultivators present, they were all strong cultivators with a good cultivation, Xiao Hei's drunken voice was very loud, how could he hide it from their ears? Luan Ji, the holy daughter of the Boundless God Domain, glanced at Ling Yu with a gloomy expression, and then her eyes became cold, staring at Xiao Hei.

Perhaps he felt an unkind gaze behind him like a sharp knife against his heart, Xiao Hei's back was cold for no reason, and the wine also woke up most of it in an instant. He turned his head to look around, and when he saw Luan Ji's almost murderous gaze, Xiao Hei shrank his neck in fright, like a child who had made a mistake and was caught, buried his head on the dining table, and didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore. And when all the cultivators saw Xiao Hei's instantly collapsed figure, they couldn't help laughing. So this war that seemed to have no gunsmoke, but was full of sword energy, also calmed down with Xiao Hei's silence.

In the early morning of the next day, Ling Yu said goodbye to Nangong Yu and the powerhouses who helped Huaxia. Yesterday, Nangong Yu had already made it clear to Ling Yu that his trip to the Oracle Bu family this time was actually not as dangerous as he imagined. Because the Red Ghost and the Thunder King and others are looking for Huaxia luck in West Kunlun, there shouldn't be time to make it difficult for Ling Yu. And when Ling Yu resigned to Nangong Yu and the powerhouses of all directions, it was also the time when the powerhouses of all parties parted ways, yesterday in the nine-story tower, Nangong Yu had already made a decision, except for the Divine Martial Academy, which was led by the Seven Nights Saint Monarch and the Old Man of Shenji, everyone else had their own tasks and marched towards the Five Domains.

In this way, Ling Yu and Xiao Hei, Fu Chao, Murong Changfeng, You Long, Huang Shengtong, Yi Han, Ye Qianrou, Gu Chenfeng, Qiu Ghost, and Leng Li went to the Zhongzhou Teleportation Array to meet with Ten Thousand Poison Gongzi, Wu Ma Wenxuan, and Ghost Ji. A group of fourteen people drove Wakaki Ye and marched towards the Bu family.

In the Huaxia Continent, the dead are the greatest, so before Ling Yu and his party broke the Fallen Soul Tomb, they first had to go to the oracle Bu's house to worship the old man Bu Xinghe. The Bu family is located at the intersection of Zhongzhou and the Western Desert, and everyone is driving the Wakagi leaves, and the speed is not slow, they set off from the early morning, and finally arrived at the oracle Bu family in the afternoon of the same day. In fact, the Shenwu Academy is not far from the Bu family, but it is definitely not close. Especially after the opening of the Martial Arts Era, the geographical area of Huaxia has expanded several times compared to before. But fortunately, if Konoha was a sacred object, the fourteen people took turns to control it, non-stop, and they didn't waste much time.

When the fourteen people came to the gate of Bujia Mountain, they found that white silk had been hung at the mountain gate, and three huge white cloth flowers were hung on the white silk. On the mountain road leading from the mountain gate to the Bu family, every other zhang, there are two cultivators standing on both sides, they are dressed in sackcloth, wearing filial piety cloth on their heads, and their faces are full of regret.

When the two cultivators guarding the mountain gate saw Ling Yu and his party, they hurriedly greeted him, hugged his fists and bowed to Ling Yu, and said in a hoarse voice: "The disciples of the Oracle Bu family welcome Ling Gongzi to come to condole, the young master of my family and the head of the family are waiting in the lobby, because of an accident, the family master and the young master cannot personally go down the mountain to greet all the fellow Daoists, and I hope that all of you are fellow Daoists." "When Bu Xinghe was alive, he was very good to the disciples in the sect, and now that the old man has passed away, all the disciples of the Bu family are naturally extremely sad. When Ling Yu visited Bu Xinghe before, it was this disciple who received him, so he naturally recognized Ling Yu.

"Daoist friend is polite, we came to the Bu family to see the old man on his last journey. You get busy first, and we'll just go up by ourselves. Ling Yu returned the salute with a fist to the disciple guarding outside the mountain gate, and said softly. He could see that Bu Xinghe's immortal death was a big blow to the disciples of the Bu family.

After greeting the disciple, Ling Yu and the other fourteen did not let him lead the way, but directly headed towards the top of the mountain. That disciple knew that Ling Yu and Bu Yunzhu were close friends, and there was absolutely no malice. Moreover, they also had to receive other people who came and went, so naturally Ling Yu was allowed to climb the mountain by himself.

When the group came to the main hall of the Bu family, they found that white flowers were also hung on the door of the hall, and most of the potted plants placed around the hall were plain. On both sides of the main hall, there are wreaths brought by the forces of China to bid farewell to Bu Xinghe, which records the words of mourning for Bu Xinghe. In the main hall, there is a huge coffin, the material of the coffin is golden silk nanmu, thick and majestic. The coffin did not touch the ground, but was placed on a wooden shelf about three feet high. Although the lid of the coffin was tightly closed, Ling Yu also knew that in fact, there was no body of Bu Xinghe in the coffin, but the pus and the clothes worn in front of Bu Xinghe. Bu Xinghe, as the head of the Bu family, forcibly dissolved the ominous situation on Bu Yunzhu's body when he was dying, so he didn't even leave a whole corpse. Bu Yunzhu and Bu Yuan couldn't bear Bu Xinghe's death, so they could only bring back the black pus that Bu Xinghe had turned into when he was dying back to the oracle Bu's house.

At the back of the coffin, a huge white cloth was hung, and on the white cloth was written a big word "Lay". It can be seen that the main hall of the Bu family has been decorated into a mourning hall. In addition to Bu Yuan and Bu Xinghe's father and son in the main hall, there were also many elders of the Bu family and other Chinese cultivators who came to mourn.

Seeing that Ling Yu and the others had come to the outside of the main hall, Bu Yuan hurriedly walked towards Ling Yu, clasped his fists and said: "Ling Xian's nephew, fellow Daoists, you have come from afar, Bu Yuan is grateful, and please follow me into the room to drink a glass of water and wine to drive away the cold." Bu Yuan looked haggard, and it seemed that he didn't rest last night.

"Uncle Bu, let's mourn the old man first! He is a tame old man, and he has resolved three catastrophes for Huaxia, and his exploits are enough to make all the Chinese people admire, as juniors, we naturally want to send the old man on his last journey!" Ling Yu hugged his fist at Bu Yuan, his face was sad, and he said in a deep voice.

After Ling Yu finished speaking, he nodded to Xiao Hei and the others beside him, and the group walked into the main hall and came to Bu Xinghe's coffin. Ling Yu took a step forward, knelt down on his knees, and said respectfully: "Old man, although we have only met twice, the younger generations have always admired you very much, and now you are even more for the sake of Huaxia, and you will not hesitate to provoke cause and effect to deduce the future, and the righteousness of his family and country is a model for us to learn all our lives, and it is a model for our younger generations." Red dust is like water, time is like a white horse, your old voice and smile will always be engraved in the depths of our souls. May you ascend to Bliss early and rest in peace for all eternity. ”

Then, Ling Yu respectfully kowtowed to the coffin three times. Seeing Ling Yu's movements, in addition to the ambush, the group also knelt down in front of the coffin and kowtowed respectfully. Because Fu Chao is the first person in China, his qualifications are older than Bu Xinghe, although the deceased is the greatest, he still can't kneel.

Ling Yu's move was not for show, but sincerely wanted to worship Bu Xinghe. In Ling Yu's memory, he attended two funerals, and these two funerals were all extremely important people in his life. The first time was the fall of Chiluo Immortal Venerable, Chiluo Immortal Venerable treated Ling Yu as his own, and taught him what he had learned in his life, and his death made Ling Yu almost desperate. And the second time was to participate in Bu Xinghe's funeral. As Ling Yu said, although he and Bu Xinghe have met twice, they have exchanged words in a deep way. The other party is a wise man who understands the world, a predecessor who understands all things, and is worthy of Ling Yu's great worship.

After seeing Ling Yu's actions, Bu Yunzhu couldn't cry anymore, if it wasn't for Bu Yuan supporting him, I'm afraid Bu Yunzhu would have fallen on top of the mourning hall. Bu Xinghe is more intimate to Bu Yunzhu than Chi Luo is to Ling Yu, because they are close relatives with direct blood, and real blood is thicker than water.

After worshipping Bu Xinghe, Ling Yu and the others came to the side hall to rest under Bu Yuan's arrangement. According to Chinese tradition, Bu Xinghe was buried seven days later. In the seven days before his burial, it will be left for relatives and friends who have a close relationship with the Bu family and Bu Xinghe to mourn. And in the past seven days, Ling Yu finally got to know the connections and heritage of the Bu family. In the past seven days, the cultivators who came to the Bu family to pay their respects were distributed in the five regions of China, and many of them had already disappeared in China for thousands of years. Among those people, there are human races, demon races, and even ghost cultivators. It can be seen that when Bu Xinghe divined the heavenly machine, he not only befriended the Chinese human race, but also deduced the fate and future for the demon clan and ghost cultivators. Of course, among the cultivators who went to the Bu family to mourn, there were also many forces that only admired the glory of Bu Xinghe and had nothing to do with him. And their purpose is to deliberately make friends with the Bu family at this time.

During the seven days, Ling Yu and other fourteen people took turns to guard the spirit of Bu Xinghe. This is a Chinese tradition and a respect for the deceased. In just seven days, Bu Yunzhu and Bu Yuan have lost a lot of weight. Bu Xinghe's death hit their father and son very hard, and for seven days, the father and son did not close their eyes, and the water and rice did not enter.

At the beginning of the eighth day, Ling Yu and the others came to the mourning hall early and followed the Bu family cultivators to carry the coffin to the cemetery. Ling Yu knew that in the Huaxia Continent, the dead were not allowed to see the light when they were buried. The cemetery was selected in the back mountain of the Bu family, and there were green mountains on the left and right sides of the tomb, like the shape of a Taishi chair. There is a meandering stream in front of it, symbolizing prosperity and fortune and blessing for future generations. Kanyu said that the feng shui of the yin house is extremely important, if you choose the dragon's nest Wangdi, then the descendants will have no worries, if you choose the fierce cave, it will be a disaster for thousands of years, and the descendants will be troubled. The Bu family is a family that is easy to count, and it is naturally more knowledgeable than ordinary people in the matter of choosing tombs.

Bu Yunzhu looked at the coffin that was put into the tomb, howling and crying, he knew that the best relatives for him had left.

And when Bu Xinghe's coffin was buried, Fu Chao keenly noticed that on the top of the mountain on the back of the tomb, a smiling face seemed to be manifested, and the appearance of that smiling face was exactly the same as Bu Xinghe. When the smiling face manifested, a colorful glow flickered. Looking at the glow, Fu Chao nodded lightly, and sighed: "It seems that God is not so ruthless! Although Bu Xinghe leaked the secret of heaven in his life, and was even condemned by heaven when he was dying, fortunately, there were no evil traces in his life. Although the Heroic Soul is gone, his soul has also returned to the Nine Heavens!"