Chapter 12: My Strength

Looking at the Emperor Fanfan, he continued, "When the gods appeared, the holders of the eight great spiritual weapons gathered in one place, and they wanted to gather everyone's strength to open the seal, but who would have expected that the Lord of the Flute would take advantage of the fact that everyone opened the seal, and secretly attacked and sent people to attack us. However, when everyone stopped, the gods failed, the spiritual weapons were destroyed, and the other six people were poisoned, and I tried my best to escape here, and my subordinates forbade me to fly at high altitudes, so that there were no birds here for thousands of years. As a result, this place has become a forbidden place. I am tired. ”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Idiot Fan and stared at it for dozens of seconds, and then said, "Boy, give you a creation", and after speaking, without waiting for Idiot Fan to react, he forcibly imprisoned his body. Idiot Fan, who didn't have time to react, exclaimed, "Senior, what are you doing?"

The old man ignored him. I saw the old man stand upside down, then spin, faster and faster, and bursts of air ripples rippled around the two of them, and finally formed a vortex. Then the rotation became slower and slower, and the old man's body became thinner and thinner.

By the time he had stopped completely, the old man's body had become almost transparent as if it had merged with the air.

The idiot who was forced to pass on the gong was struggling with the cultivation in his body at this time, and his face twitched, distorted for a while, and then flooded with a burst of mist, looking very painful. Seeing this, the old man felt a little guilty and said, "It seems that it has spread too much, and it is a little unbearable," and then shouted: "Quick, introduce it into your sea of qi." Listening to the old man's words, he did it in pain, and put his hands flat on his chest, up and down, and after a few back and forth, the air around him faded a little. Seeing this, the old man stroked his beard, "Yes, it seems that someone has channeled your meridians, otherwise it would be impossible to absorb it so quickly, it seems that your fortune is not shallow." Then the old man will protect the Dharma for you once. ”’

Three days passed.

Five days passed.

Half a month passed.

A month later, the almost sleeping idiot suddenly opened his eyes, and a thick turbid breath spurted out of his mouth. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the old man, who was already weak, stood up suddenly, and then knelt down violently and kowtowed three times in a row. said, "Thank you for the gift of your predecessors, this favor cannot be repaid, if your predecessors have orders, you will go to heaven and earth, and it is incumbent on you to go to the mountains and seas of fire." The foolish old man on the ground said, "Boy, good fortune, my thousand-year-old cultivation has been given to you, my time is short, I have been obsessed with cultivation in this life, and I have no children and no daughters under my knees, so you can be my righteous son." After hesitating for a few seconds, Fool Fan said, "The child greets his father-in-law and stretches out his hand to make a gesture to the old man." The old man smiled with relief. Then he said, "I hope you can take my cultivation to accomplish my unfulfilled dream." That's how you'd better repay me. ”

"Then why don't you leave here?"

"The soul can't leave the body for a hundred meters, and if it doesn't return for too long, it will dissipate. The old man was dying.

"My time has come, take this flute, he can help you drive away the beasts. Your cultivation comes from me, and you can't play it all yet, I believe that one day you will be able to reach the sky, remember, there is hope in life. After saying that, the old man slowly faded, faded, until he completely disappeared into the air, as if he had never been in this world. Looking at the disappeared old man, Fool Fan kowtowed fiercely, "Farewell to the father-in-law, child." He stood up and walked towards the cave. After digging a pit outside the cave, the Emperor's bones were buried in it.

After making a simple grave, he kowtowed a few more times. A wooden tablet was erected in front of the tomb, which read:

When you come and go, you are all beautiful,

No sailing, no crossing, has passed away.