"It turns out that there is still this level of relationship, which is really rare!"

Zhu Huaishi's face was moved, and when he saw Zhao Lin's true feelings, he secretly said ashamed.

Zhu Lihan is his great-grandfather, the age difference between the two is nearly two hundred years, and they haven't seen each other for ten or eight years, so they can't talk about how deep their feelings are.

Therefore, he did not mourn the death of Zhu Lihan, but only regretted that the family had lost a big tree that covered the sky.

"Don't be sad about Xiaoyou, his old man's life is complete, and he belongs to the end of his life. According to the mortal world, this is joy and mourning, and we should be happy. ”

Zhu Huaishi comforted.

"It's me who lost my temper."

Zhao Lin raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes.

After a short time, the three of them walked into the mourning hall.

Zhao Lin tied a filial piety belt around his waist according to the rules, walked to the front of the hall with three sticks of incense, and bowed to the body three times.

Zhu Lihan's body lay quietly on the mourning bed, holding a spirit bead in his mouth, and his expression was very peaceful.

"It is inevitable that the foundation building monk will die, and if you want to transcend life and death, you can only cultivate to the realm of transforming into a god and ascending."

Zhao Lin secretly sighed, and his heart of cultivation was also more firm.

In order to do enough tricks, he deliberately recalled some sad past events and squeezed out a few tears.

After the condolences were completed, Zhao Lin walked out of the mourning hall accompanied by Zhu Huaishi.

Youzhu's servant stepped forward and threw a peach branch dipped in water and threw it at Zhao Lin to drive away the bad luck on his body.

Walking to the courtyard, Zhao Lin deliberately slowed down, turned his head and stopped.

Zhu Huaishi saw that he had something to say, so he stopped and asked, "Xiaoyou, is there anything else going on?" ”

Zhao Lin nodded, "May I ask the Mansion Master, what day is the day of the Great Gathering of the Ancestors?" ”

Zhu Huaishi said: "The body of the ancestor arrived today, and it will be collected in three days according to the usual practice." ”

It has been a custom since ancient times to stop the mortuary for three days and then perform the massacre, for two reasons.

The first is to set aside sufficient time for the living to prepare for the funeral and express their reluctance to leave the deceased.

Second, some special patients are only temporarily in shock, in a state of suspended animation, and do not really die, and wake up after being buried, and are suffocated to death in a coffin.

In order to avoid the tragedy caused by miscalculation, there was a custom of mortuary for three days.

Zhao Lin hesitated for a moment, and wondered: "The junior has a reluctant request." ”

Zhu Huaishi was puzzled and said, "Little friend, it's okay to say it. ”

Zhao Lin Zhengse said: "Zhao has received a lot of favors from his ancestors, and he can't repay him, so I hope to give him a ride." ”

Zhu Huaishi was stunned, "Xiaoyou wants to ...... Carrying the coffin? ”

Zhao Lin nodded solemnly, "Exactly, I don't know if the mansion master can agree?" ”

"I don't dare to ask for ears!"

With such a young talent carrying the coffin, Zhu Huaishi naturally had no reason to refuse, and agreed to it.

"Thank you, Lord of the Mansion."

Zhao Lin was relieved, asked about the specific time and related matters, and then said goodbye and left.

……

The next day, Zhao Lin went to the library and returned the book.

Walking out of the pavilion door, I saw Li Zhen standing outside, his eyes were blank, and he looked like he was not giving up.

Zhao Lin ignored her and walked straight forward.

"I asked my father and cousin, and what you said was true."

Li Zhen said suddenly.

"And then?"

Zhao Lin paused, stared at Li Zhen and asked.

"Can you ...... Bury the hatchet? ”

Li Zhen asked with difficulty.

"Interesting, you should say this to Ling Zun and the person named Tao Huang."

Zhao Lin tugged at the corners of his mouth, feeling that this woman had no talent for cultivation, but her brain was not clear, she had killed the people of the Li family, could things still be good?

Even if the Li family is willing to stop, it is impossible for him to let them go.

"I ......"

Li Zhen was speechless and left in despair.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the big gathering.

The time was set at Mao, and Zhao Lin came to Zhufu early.

All the immortals in the Zhu Mansion gathered inside and outside the mourning hall, and Zhao Lin and the seven coffin bearers were lined up left and right.

Zhu Lihan's body has been sorted out, and a brand-new Lingsang wooden coffin is placed next to the funeral bed.

Lingsang Village has the effect of repelling insects and warding off evil spirits, in addition to being used to breed silkworms, it is also a first-class coffin.

Among the bearers of the coffin were monks and mortals, all of whom were under the age of forty and were in strong health.

Zhao Lin stood at the head of the team, looking at the body in the spirit bed, with some expectations in his heart.

In the past two days, I heard some of Zhu Lihan's life deeds, this person is a late bloomer, he was not very outstanding when he was young, but he was extremely diligent in cultivation, and he persevered for hundreds of years to have today's achievements.

"I don't know what spells I can trace back this time, I hope there are one or two consummation levels."

As soon as the time comes, the family members of the Zhufu family will come forward in turn to bow and pay homage to the remains.

After the ceremony, Mr. Yin and Yang covered the body with a white cloth and shouted: "Today's spirit, the family is peaceful, the world is prosperous, and the good fortune ......"

Zhao Lin knew that it was time for him to appear, so he stepped forward slowly, grabbed the silk towel under the spiritual bed with one hand, and supported Zhu Lihan's shoulder with the other.

As soon as the palm of his hand touched the body, the devotional diagram gave birth to a sensation and flashed violently.

Several auras were released, and a faint humanoid phantom appeared in his mind.

The last time Zhao Lin traced the bones at the bottom of the river, he was absorbing spirit stones and condensing his soul at the same time.

As much spiritual energy is needed for the spiritual map, he will provide as many spiritual stones as possible.

This time it was different, in front of the public, he must not make a disturbance, so he "fed" the spirit stone to the spiritual cultivation map in advance.

Zhao Lin had tested it before, and the spiritual cultivation map could store spiritual energy and use it when needed.

In order to prevent the lack of spiritual energy, Zhao Lin took all the remaining four hundred spirit stones from the last analysis of the formation pattern to the spiritual cultivation map.

The spiritual diagram continues to release the aura, and the spirit becomes more and more condensed and lifelike.

Zhu Lihan was suspended in the sea of knowledge, his demeanor was like that, his eyes were blazing, as if he had seen through Zhao Lin's thoughts.

Zhao Lin felt a sense of awe in his heart, and whispered to himself: "I wish the seniors, the juniors have no malice, just to inherit Your Excellency's Taoism." ”

"But since I have accepted the love, if the Zhu family needs help in the future, the younger generation is willing to help!"

I don't know if it's a coincidence, after these words, Zhu Lihan's figure suddenly turned into countless silver lights.

The silver light was suddenly combined, constantly connected together, forming the names of spells one after another, and there were more than twenty spells.

Zhao Lin was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that he had chosen the right person this time, and wished Lihan that he had not wasted the long years of cultivation.

Time was pressing, and the other seven coffin bearers had already come over, and it was impossible for Zhao Lin to hold on to the body all the time, so he quickly browsed these spells.

The first to appear were eight non-attribute spells: Wangqi, Lightweight, Inscription, Sand Channeling, Sealing, and Talisman......

Zhu Lihan's Qi Hope Technique is a Dacheng-level attainment, but Zhao Lin has already mastered it, and most of the rest of the spells belong to talisman making, so Zhao Lin is not interested, so he ignores them all.

Next are the four Wind Spells: Wind Knife, Wind Scroll, Wind Wall, and Hundred Blades Leaf Knife.

The first three are first-order spells, and only the Hundred Bladed Leaf Knife is a second-order attack spell, once cast, it is like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves, and it is known for its wide coverage and strong lethality.

Zhao Lin's favorite second-order spell of Fengxing was to soar into the sky and cultivate to the Dacheng realm, which could resist the yin wind and evil qi, and make the monk fly in the sky layer for a long time.

However, since it has been traced back, it will be temporarily placed in the slot where the wind spell is located.

If there is a better option in the future, just replace it.

Originally, there was only one trapping technique in the grid, and a hundred-bladed leaf lancet appeared above, with five petals next to it: Dacheng-level attainment.

The Wind Spell was followed by the Water Spell.

Zhu Lihan is obviously proficient in this way, there are a total of eight spells, and all of them are above the mastery level.

Water Resistance, Water Spear, Water Net, Waterfall, Fubo, Multiple Water Arrows, Water Demon Fist, Angry Waves.

Water resistance is a consummation level!

Seeing this, Zhao Lin couldn't help but be overjoyed.

There is a saying in the immortal cultivation world: one consummation-level spell is better than three Dacheng-level spells!

In particular, water resistance is difficult to cultivate, and most monks would rather spend their energy on spells that improve their offensive and defensive abilities than spend a lot of effort on practicing water resistance.

With this spell, you can swim underwater unhindered!

Zhao Lin didn't know that Zhu Lihan was actually not a native of Nanhe Prefecture, but from Sanshan County.

Sanshan County is close to the Feituo River, Zhu Lihan grew up by the river since he was a child, and he is very keen on water spells.

Zhao Lin's heart moved, and the water resistance technique flashed, and the plum blossom next to the font had an extra petal.

Multiple Water Arrows, Water Demon Fist, and Angry Waves are all second-order spells, and their attainments are also proficient.

Zhao Lin hesitated for a moment, and finally chose the Water Demon Fist.

The Water Demon Fist has the weakest attack power of the three, and it is easy to collapse when it encounters other spells.

However, the impermanence of soldiers and the impermanence of water, the advantage of the Water Demon Fist is that it is fast to cast spells and is not easy to be detected, which is very suitable for sneak attacks.

Finally, there is the Ice Walk spell.

Ice Ring, Ice Hammer, Ice Shield, Ice Hammer.

Zhao Lin had a consummation-level ice knife technique, and he no longer needed a first-order ice spell, so he crossed the previous three first-order spells and directly fixed his eyes on the ice hammer.

Dacheng level attainment!

Zhao Lin's heart fluttered.

The Ice Hammer is not an ordinary spell, but it is the same as the Spirit Knife Technique and the Spirit Hammer Technique, which can drive magic weapons, and it is also a level higher.

While agile but limited, Ice Hammer is a heavy weapon capable of breaking through opponents' defenses at critical moments.

Zhao Lin didn't hesitate to suck the Ice Hammer into the spiritual diagram.

At this point, there are three more second-order spells in the spiritual map:

Hundred-bladed deciduous knife, Dacheng level.

Water Demon Fist, Mastery.

Ice Hammer, Dacheng level.

The upper limit of the Water Resistance Technique has also been changed from the Dacheng level to the consummation level.

"It's a worthwhile trip!"

Zhao Lin was satisfied, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously, but he quickly reacted that he was in the mourning hall, and he must not laugh.

Then the corners of his mouth tugged down, and his smile turned to sadness.

"Zhao Daoyou, Zhao Daoyou......"

There were two calls in his ears, and Zhao Lin came back to his senses to see that Mr. Yin Yang was signaling himself to carry the body into the coffin, and the rest of the coffin bearers were also waiting.

Zhao Lin hurriedly agreed, and with the strength of his hands, he and the others carried the body into the coffin.

The next step is to seal the coffin, send the funeral, bury it, and erect a monument......

Zhao Lin was busy until noon before leaving. (End of chapter)