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"Junior brother, you are being too polite."

"As the old saying goes, you can't bring anything with you when you die. Look, instead of wasting it, you might as well help me, senior brother."

Tianji Zhenren turned his back to the crowd, grinned, and more spiritual consciousness flowed out of his thumb.

"Damn, I'm not really dead!"

Hua Cangqiong was almost laughed at by this old charlatan. What kind of person is he? He talks in a set way.

Hua Yunfei, who was closest to the coffin, saw Tianji Zhenren's actions, but did not stop him.

If he can really get the treasure from his father, he will be awesome.

In the back, Yuntian Zhenren had already noticed the spiritual consciousness flowing out of Tianji Zhenren, coughed lightly, and said:

"Junior brother, it's almost done."

"We are being forced into a corner. No one can escape here."

Obviously, if Tianji Zhenren forced Hua Cangqiong to "resurrect", he would be beaten up.

At that time, they would definitely have to stop the fight, and then they would be beaten together.

Hua Cangqiong was really convinced. He took out something and stuffed it into Tianji Zhenren's hand, saying, "Don't touch it, I'm scared! Here, here, there's no more!"

"Ahem, Junior Brother, have a good journey."

"Senior Brother will miss you. Come back often."

Tianji Zhenren coughed lightly and stood up and said seriously.

…

Three days later, the funeral ended.

The last step was to carry the "corpses" of Hua Cangqiong and his wife into the ancestral mausoleum and bury them.

All the disciples gathered at the foot of Daoyuan Peak, looking up, as they were preparing to send Hua Cangqiong and his wife off for the last time.

On Daoyuan Peak, all the elders of the seven peaks were present.

The six peak leaders and Yuntian Zhenren surrounded the coffins of Hua Cangqiong and Long Yanyue, and held a final moment of silence and farewell!

"Close the coffin!"

With Yuntian Zhenren shouting, several elders came with two coffin lids and covered the two coffins.

"Send them to the ancestral tomb!"

After Yun Tian Zhenren finished speaking, nine elders in the late stage of the Divine Infant Realm took the initiative to step forward, wanting to personally send Daoyuan's first seat and his wife off for the last time.

Hua Yunfei shook his head at the few people, then looked up at the sky.

At this moment, nine golden lights came out of the void.

In each golden light, there was a person standing there.

All nine people were extremely powerful!

An elder's lips trembled as he looked at the nine people, feeling the powerful aura they released, and said uncertainly: "Are they... half-saints... or saints?"

Yun Tian Zhenren's face became serious, and he said solemnly: "It's nine saints!"

"Damn it!"

All the elders and disciples were shocked, it was actually nine saints!

In the current Eastern Region, such a luxurious lineup can't be gathered, right?

In the Dharma Ending Age, how rare is it to see a saint?

Now, nine of them appeared at once!

"They...are not coming for the Lord of the Sky?"

"Hiss! The Lord of the Sky is so popular! These saints should be his close friends!"

"I didn't expect that even though the Lord of the Sky has passed away, there are still nine saint friends willing to show up in person to mourn!"

"Too scary, isn't this equivalent to my Kaoshan Sect having nine saint friends?"

"It's hard to say, after all, the Lord of the Sky has passed away, it's hard to say whether these people will still be friends with the Kaoshan Sect."

Even Tianji Zhenren was shocked, the nine saints gathered together, the power they exuded was so scary!

The saintly power filled the world, and the nine people seemed to be the masters of this world!

"I am the Saint of Jinyang, a friend of the sky!"

"I am the Saint of Muli, a friend of the sky!"

…

"I am the Saint of Time, a friend of the sky!"

…

"The nine of us are carrying the coffin for our good friend Cangqiong today, accompanying him on his last journey and sending him off to immortality!"

The nine people spoke one after another, their voices thundering.

The words of the saint were the law of the Tao, and golden light fell from the sky and the earth, transforming into divine beasts and visions.

All the divine beasts and visions were worshipping the coffins of Hua Cangqiong and his wife!

"Please, the nine seniors, send my father and mother off on their last journey, I will be grateful!"

Hua Yunfei bowed and clasped his fists, bowed and said.

"Leave it to us!"

The Saint of Jinyang spoke and landed.

At the same time, the other eight people also moved.

They came to the two coffins, four of them stood beside Hua Cangqiong's coffin, and four stood beside Long Yanyue's coffin.

The remaining person was a female saint, dressed in green, with three thousand strands of green hair draped down her back.

She took out a bamboo flute, put it to her lips, and blew it gently.

Suddenly, the holy sound echoed between heaven and earth, the clouds in the sky split, and the saint's vision fell, and countless golden figures appeared, filling the sky.

There were also roars of dragons and roars of white tigers!

Countless figures appeared above Kaoshan Sect, filling the sky, divided into two rows, leaving an aisle in the middle.

"Lift the coffins!"

The Saint of Jinyang shouted.

Suddenly, eight saints lifted two coffins and stepped into the sky.

Female SaintHolding the flute in front, the eight saints followed behind with the coffin.

Nine people walked in the aisle between countless golden figures.

Holy music was ringing, and countless golden figures bowed and sent Cangqiong and his wife to the ancestral tomb.

"Send the 99th generation Daoyuan leader to the ancestral tomb!"

"Send the wife of the 99th generation Daoyuan leader to the ancestral tomb!"

"The whole sect sends you off!"

"A moment of silence!"

Under the leadership of Yuntian Zhenren, everyone bowed and sent Hua Cangqiong and Long Yanyue to the ancestral tomb.

Until the scene of the nine saints carrying the coffin could no longer be seen, everyone stood up.

Tianji Zhenren looked at the depths of Kaoshan Sect, his heart surged, and secretly said: "When I die in the future, the pomp will be even greater than this!"

"It's so face-saving!"

"It's worthy of Daoyuan Peak. It actually uses nine saints to carry the coffin. What a boldness!"

He was very envious. In contrast, the funeral held by the enemy god leader was really not at all impressive.

In the future, he will also hold a bigger event.

It would be best if there were nine saints… no… ten saints to carry the coffin!

He would have one more than Hua Cangqiong!

Gou Yuan Zhenren looked at Tian Ji Zhenren’s expression, which became strange, and said:

“You’d better not be fantasizing about the pomp after your death, otherwise, I will despise you!”

“Am I that kind of person?” Tian Ji Zhenren rolled his eyes and didn’t admit it at all.

Xia Xuan Zhenren glanced at the two of them, thinking of his own cultivation, and sighed secretly, with a sad look.

She is still beautiful, and she doesn’t want to go in so soon.

“You have to hide it better, and you can’t expose it, otherwise the head brother will talk to me.”

“Fortunately, no one knows my true strength now, so it should be safe…”

The ancestral land of the mountain.

The nine saints came to carry the coffin, and there are already many ancestors waiting here.

Led by Taoist Xuanhe, assisted by Taoist Xuancheng.

Seeing the pomp of Hua Cangqiong and his wife, the corners of the mouths of the ancestors twitched, and they were a little bit unbelievable.

Isn't this too big?

The enemy god was standing on a mountain, and when he saw the pomp of Hua Cangqiong and his wife, his mouth curled.

An expression called envy appeared on his face uncontrollably.

"Ah...it was still too hasty. I should have prepared before I died."

"It's all the fault of that old guy Tianji Zhenren. He tempted me with the matter of the ancestral mausoleum!"

Xuanhe Taoist and ten others stepped forward, took over the coffin of Hua Cangqiong and his wife, and said:

"Thank you nine seniors!"

Sage Jinyang nodded, and then took the other eight people and turned into holy light and left at a high speed.

The nine people turned into light in the sky and dissipated in the world. Nine pieces of talisman paper fell, pierced through the void, and returned to Hua Yunfei's hands.

The nine saints were transformed from the nine talismans he cast, comparable to nine real saints!

Hua Yunfei looked towards the depths of Kaoshan Sect, raised his lips, and said: "Dad, is it glorious enough?"

"I can feel that many elders envy you behind your back."

…

A month later, Yaya, who had been sleeping for five months, finally woke up.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Ye Bufan by her bedside.

Ye Bufan smiled and said: "Are you hungry? Senior Brother, let me get you something to eat?"

"Hehehehe!"

Jinjin, who was dozing off, woke up immediately upon hearing the sound and ran forward in surprise.