After digging the grave, the Fan family put Granny Fan into the coffin that had been prepared long ago.

There is a custom here that once the old man is over fifty-five years old, he must prepare a coffin for himself, and paint it every year thereafter, until the year when the old man dies, and then he can enter the coffin.

The coffin was put into the pit, and everyone in the Fan family was trying to fill the hole. At this time, the sky was still bright, and the movement here was so big, naturally some people in the village found the movement, but it was very strange that those people did not shout or say anything, but gradually, the Fan family found that more and more people joined the ranks of grave-building. The people in the village sweated like rain one by one with shovels and other objects, silently working hard for Granny Fan's last journey.

“……”

Fan Huanian had tears in his eyes, and he didn't know what to say, but he just looked at the bulging grave bag in front of him, and tears rained down. Not only him, but also the Fan family, as well as the villagers around him, couldn't help but redden.

Sometimes, this person is really strange. I don't cherish it when I'm alive, but when I get to know it, it's sad from the heart.

Changsheng can guarantee that everyone who comes here is sincerely sad for Granny Fan, and can't help but be silent again for the complexity of people's hearts.

When everyone here was immersed in grief, Changsheng quietly left. Half a day later, Fan Huanian looked at the position where there was no one anymore, and was a little surprised, but finally relieved. It's just that when the funeral was arranged and he returned home to rest from exhaustion, he felt as if something was holding him in his arms. When I put my hand inside, I touched a long object.

Surprised, I took it out and opened it to see that there were two strange-looking fairy grasses inside. Forgive Fan Huanian for treating the Pure Moon Grass he had never seen before as an immortal grass, after all, he hadn't seen much Spirit Grass before. I don't know if it's his delusion, when he opened it, Fan Huanian only felt that the whole section from the nasal cavity to the chest cavity to the abdomen was very cool, and the fatigue of today's busy day also disappeared at this moment.

This made him even more determined that this was the idea of fairy grass. It's just that why did the immortal give him such a precious thing?

Suddenly thinking of something, Fan Huanian immediately took out the booklet, turned to the back pages, and indeed saw his mother picking spirit grass on the edge of the cliff, and those light blue spirit grasses were exactly the same as those in his hands.

Rather, this is the spirit grass drawn in the album.

Holding these two things tightly in his arms, Fan Huanian seemed to see his mother again. When my mother was alive, I was greatly favored, and when my mother died, I still left countless relics for myself......

At this moment, Fan Huanian finally couldn't bear it anymore, perhaps because there were no outsiders here, Fan Huanian sat on the ground, crying and beating his chest. The family members around him tried to pull him up, but to no avail, because he was crying all over. When the Fan family saw him like this, they also burst into tears.

In this world, why do good people not live long?

At this time, Changsheng had already left the small village and walked to other places. She was supposed to relax her mood on this trip, but she felt that she was not really relaxed, but felt very uncomfortable.

Granny Fan's life made Changsheng feel a lot of emotion, but he didn't know how to speak, so he could only swallow it all by himself in the end. However, she thought, at the last moment, Granny Fan had no regrets in her heart.

Walking aimlessly in this small world, Changsheng didn't know what he was going to do next. But at this time, she received a summons from the sect.

It is the master of Penglai Pavilion.

"Master Ancestor?"

"Yong'an, are you okay now?"

"No, the Great Ancestor has any orders, just say it."

"I can't tell you, but there are some things I need your help with. That's the case, you have a few junior brothers and sisters who went to the Biluo Middle World to experience, and they originally planned to prepare well and come back until the previous event, but they didn't expect it to be at this time, and there was no news. We're a little worried. You say those stupid kids can't have been abducted, right? Maybe that's not enough, after all, there's a bit of chaos in the Biluo Middle World......"

The more he said it, the more worried the Penglai Pavilion Master became. He was originally a worried sister, worried about his two discordant junior sisters when he was young, and then the disciples, and then the new generation of disciples, anyway, generation after generation, there is no time to stop.

No, I started to get anxious again because of a few disciples who couldn't be contacted.

"The three elders and a group of disciples are on their way over, but the world is a little far away. I remember that your location was a little closer to the world of Biluo, so I thought if it was convenient for you to go find those silly children first. ”

The master ancestor didn't have to be so polite at all, maybe it was because of this that the disciples of Penglai Pavilion who had seen Changsheng would have a good relationship with each other. It's an upside effect.

Of course, Changsheng was convenient, so after asking about the specific situation, he was ready to go. But the Penglai Pavilion Master hesitated for a moment, and finally whispered.

"Yong'an, if you encounter danger over there, you can go to those Buddhist cultivators in the Western Buddha Country. In the Biluo Middle World, their power is still quite large. ”

Although the Penglai Pavilion Master didn't want Yong'an to be abducted by the group of Buddhist cultivators in the Western Buddha Country, if he really encountered a dangerous situation, he didn't mind Yong'an asking them for help. This is a matter of human life, and the master of Penglai Pavilion feels that there is nothing more important than the lives of his disciples in the pavilion.

Knowing what the Great Master Ancestor meant, Changsheng nodded, and then quickly rushed to the Biluo Middle World.

It is said that three months ago, a group of disciples went to the Biluo Middle World to practice, because it is said that there is a secret realm called "Huangquan Ghost Realm". The name of this secret realm sounds very scary, but it is already a secret realm that has been visited countless times, and the other resources in it have been consumed, and only a mineral called "Huangquan Stone" is still being developed. This "Huangquan Stone" is ground and added to the pigment and used to draw talismans, which is said to increase the effect by three points. Of course, the most famous is the best Huangquan stone, which is said to be made by the master of the Fu Seal, which can remind people of the memories of the previous three lives.

For a long time, this legend has endured, after all, if one of them is a great power himself, won't he add countless experiences in vain? Even if the first three lives of themselves still left some unknown secret realm resources or something, wouldn't it be a sure profit?

Although this statement is very unfounded, many people firmly believe in it, and many people think that they are the lucky ones who can find the best Huangquan stone in the Huangquan Ghost Realm!

(End of chapter)