Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 71 Feng Ziqin, die! (build)

Hey the dog, hey the dog, hey the dog~~~
These three words kept echoing in Feng Ziqin's mind.

"Feng Ziqin!"

Zhou Fan shouted loudly.

Feng Ziqin, who had lost her mind, was taken aback when she heard the words, and looked at Zhou Fan.

I saw a faint flash of light, and then my eyes went dark, and my body fell straight down.

There were bursts of water splashing with a bang.

******
Above a thousand-mile altitude.

The clouds are steaming and rosy, like smoke and fog, unpredictable.

Above a group of white clouds, there is a case where two people are sitting opposite each other.

One has a strange appearance, with white hair and white eyebrows, and is wearing a gray Taoist robe, while the other is wearing a blue robe, with a sullen expression on his face.

"Yu Zhenjun, what is your intention to trap me here?"

"Woooooo~~~"

Except for the wind, a quiet group.

"Whoo~"

The man in Tsing Yi exhaled softly, "Yu..."

"you can go now."

"I..." The man in Tsing Yi held back his words, closed his eyes, and couldn't afford to provoke, could not afford to provoke, could not afford to provoke.

What kind of virtue is this Yu Jingcheng, I have not been listening to it for a day or two.

"Ok?"

The man in Tsing Yi frowned deeply, stood up, and stared at the beads in his hand, but it was already dim, and there were hidden cracks.

What it meant, he knew very well.

After looking uncertainly at Yu Jingcheng, he sacrificed a shuttle-shaped magic weapon and flew towards the distance at extreme speed.

"Duang~~~"

A transparent barrier blocked his way.

The man in Tsing Yi put away the magic weapon and looked straight at Yu Jingcheng.

"Wrong way." Yu Jingcheng said flatly.

Yu Jingcheng pointed in the opposite direction and said, "You should go this way."

"I'm sorry I don't understand what Zhenjun means!" The man in Tsing Yi frowned.

"Feng Xiuming, it's a good thing to be a little confused sometimes, don't you think so!" Yu Jingcheng looked at Feng Xiuming with a half-smile.

"That's my elder brother's only blood." Feng Xiuming looked at Yu Jingcheng quietly.

"There are two roads, you, choose which one!" Yu Jingcheng waved his sleeves, and the surrounding clouds were surrounded by a transparent barrier, leaving only two gaps in opposite directions.

Feng Xiu clearly understood that as long as he dared to step into the gap in front of him, it would immediately become a dead end.

Big brother, big brother, little brother, I have tried my best.

Yu Jingcheng looked at Feng Xiuming with a smile on his face. It was also because he had been practicing in Qingyu Mountain all these years, and his temper had restrained a bit.

Feng Xiuming turned around silently and walked towards another gap.

Yu Jingcheng silently watched Feng Xiuming pass by, and then entered the way of life.

"Brush~~~"

The transparent barrier turned into dots of white light, dissipating in the clouds.

Looking in the direction of Qianye Lake, Yu Jingcheng nodded in satisfaction.

"This is like my disciple Yuxu, not bad, not bad."

"Hahaha~~ good!"

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Zhou Fan turned his head, looked at the dumbfounded Duanmu Shuang, smiled, and said, "Senior Duanmu, there is one more, it's up to you."

"Ah... oh... okay, okay, no problem, no problem..." Duanmu Shuang came back to his senses.

Looking at the yellow-skinned gourd in Zhou Fan's hand, Duanmu Shuang felt a chill in his soul, and immediately turned his eyes away.

Just now, just now, he saw Zhou Fan take out the yellow leather gourd, and called out 'Feng Ziqin'. In just a split second, Feng Ziqin's body and head were separated immediately.

No wonder Bai Kong folded it in his hand, with this treasure protecting him, he couldn't get close at leisure.

"Feng Yusong, where are you running!" Duanmu Shuang shouted.

Feng Yusong's heart felt cold now, Feng Ziqin died, she actually died.

The gourd in that disciple Yuxu's hand was so powerful.

Being able to kill Feng Ziqin also means that he can be killed easily.

Are all current Yuxu disciples so terrifying?
Now that Feng Ziqin is dead, she is the main line of the main family.

Based on his understanding of the master's family, Yuxu and the others can't be provoked, but their lineage will have to be angered by the master's family.

"Old man, come and fight with me." Duanmu Shuang yelled behind him.

Feng Yusong didn't pay any attention, but sped up the speed instead.

Watching Duanmu Shuang chase Feng Yusong away.

Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Whoo~~~"

Sitting on the wooden chair, Zhou Fan relaxed.

"Elder brother." Only then did Tu Mengmei realize that Zhou Fan's face was pale and listless.

"It's okay, big brother."

"Big Brother."

"Big Brother..."

"Brother Zhou."

"..."

Zhou Fan waved his hand, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm a little tired, just rest for a while and it'll be fine."

It was much easier to kill Feng Ziqin this time than Bai Kong's.

First of all, Feng Ziqin lost her mind by what she said, and her vigilance dropped sharply.

Secondly, her cultivation base is not as high as Bai Kong's.

Unexpectedly, how could Feng Ziqin survive.

"Junior Sister, give me the box."

Tu Mengmei placed the four boxes in front of Zhou Fan one by one.

Luan Gui already knew what was inside these four boxes from Zhen Depang.

Who could have imagined that this time, most of the forces in Huiyang Mansion would unite to attack Jintao Gate, and the reason for this was because of these four boxes.

Zhou Fan looked at the four boxes quietly. He had never met them before, but they were murdered because of him.

The most real side of the practice world unfolded to Zhou Fan.

The weak eat the strong, the strong stay strong, and the weak stay weak.

If it wasn't for him being Yuxu's disciple, these four people might have stayed here in the form of figurines, guarding the tomb for Feng Jianren.

The day of separation is far away.

"Big brother." Tu Mengmei looked at Zhou Fan worriedly.

"Junior Sister, you said it would be great if there was a place where the souls of these people who died in vain could be placed."

"It would be better to have a place to punish the souls of the heinous and sinful."

In this world, reincarnation does not appear, this life is exhausted, three souls and seven souls are scattered in the world, and the true spirit passes away to give birth to a new life.

There are also some who are not willing to die, so they forcibly gather three souls and seven souls, so that their bodies will not survive, and they will become another form.

Without the shackles of the physical body, there is no limit to the lifespan, and there is an endless lifespan.

Known as "ghosts."

Therefore, the action is to fight against the sky and go against the sky. Therefore, the ghost has to go through countless catastrophes, and one catastrophe is better than the other.

Generally, people with strong obsessions will have the opportunity to become ghosts.

"Brother Zhou, you have already avenged them." Luan Gui stepped forward and patted Zhou Fan on the shoulder.

"I just feel that life is so fragile, it goes as soon as it goes, there is no room for it." Zhou Fan murmured.

There is only one life. After death, the life reborn by the true spirit has nothing to do with oneself.

As for becoming a ghost, think about how many extremely powerful ghost cultivators have existed since the creation of the world.

They have survived the catastrophe again and again, the catastrophe is endless, and when manpower is exhausted, they all die on the catastrophe in the end.

This is a paradox. If you want to live, you have to go through the kalpa, but after the kalpa, you are one step closer to death.

(End of this chapter)