The owner of the tomb is not someone else, but Li Shura. In the past, Li Shura achieved success in his practice as a ghost body, and was a ghost master, and became a connection with Xu Yi.

At that time, Xu Yi was fighting with the Ghost Lord. If it weren't for the critical moment, Li Xiuluo sacrificed himself to interfere with the Ghost Lord, Xu Yi would have died at that time. How could he have the current Golden Corpse Cultivation?

This person and this incident have been in a trance for nearly a hundred years. Xu Yi recalled it as if it happened yesterday.

After saying goodbye to Li Xiuluo, Xu Yi headed west, but after only a long time, he arrived at the territory of Guang'an Prefecture.

Although he had not lived in Guang'an Mansion for very long, he had a rare feeling of being close to homesickness.

The vast Nielong River is still flowing across the mountains and around the city. Xu Yi drove a small boat and flowed up the river. While enjoying the scenery of the river and mountains, his mind was like filming, and the scene of his past life in Guang'an flashed.

He did not deliberately speed up. In one day, he also arrived in Furong Town, where he met Qiuwa.

Mu Bo's ashes were also scattered by him on the Nielong River beside Furong Town. He revisited the old place, and the scenery was still vague, but there was no familiar person anymore.

He entered the town and found that the bun shop he used to take Qiuwa to buy was still there, but the shopkeeper didn't recognize him. He asked for one and tasted it, and the taste was as good as before, so he started chatting.

As expected, this bun shop is a ancestral craft. At present, Xu Yi cleared the entire bun shop, after all, the old flavor is the most unforgettable.

After the transaction was completed, the enthusiastic boss guided Xu Yi to the nearest incense and candle shop. Xu Yi bought a batch of incense and candles and returned to the boat.

Burning incense and burning paper, Xu Yi silently prayed, "Don't worry, even if I search all over the world and all over the three thousand worlds, I will definitely find Qiuwa back."

After praying, he sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, cut a thick stack of Yin Fu paper, and began to break the Yin Fu ship to pray for the deceased.

As a high-level monk, Xu Yi was not convinced about the affairs of the underworld, but at this moment, he would rather believe it and buy this thick Yinfu paper according to the recommendation of the incense and sect shop, intending to fold 9,999 paper boats for Mu Bo and float into this evil dragon river.

If you use your mind, you will become these 9,999 paper boats, it will be just a matter of moment.

Since you are praying for blessings, sincere heart will make you feel.

Xu Yi sat at the bow of the boat and started working. From dusk to rising sun, Xu Yi broke very carefully, and his mind was gradually calming down with concentration.

Suddenly, a sound came, "I see that you have been breaking from yesterday to now, and you must have to break the most sincere Nine Yin Blessings. If you are alone, you will probably have to break for a day and a night. I will help you."

The sound is like duck voice, which is exactly the result of a teenager in the voice change period. The teenager in a thick clothes standing on the river bank is about fifteen or sixteen years old, tall, slightly thin, oval face, and a pair of smart eyes. He can be called a handsome appearance.

"Thank you, young man, this matter is because of sincerity, let's go."

Xu Yi declined the boy's kindness, and he was unwilling to involve unreasonable cause and effect anymore.

But the young man was a familiar person and jumped onto the boat in three or two steps. "The Master said that if you do good deeds every day, you will follow the way of sages. Don't worry, I will help you. Every time I fold one, I will pray a few words and never fool things."

As he said that, he sat down cross-legged across from Xu Yi, and went to a piece of Yinfu paper, which instantly turned into a Yinfu boat. However, he surpassed Xu Yi in terms of workmanship, and he was obviously a skilled worker.

The young man glanced at Xu Yi with pride and put the Yinfu boat into the flowing water. He was immediately sent far away by the gurgling river water.

Seeing that the blessed ship was like water, and cause and effect had already arisen, Xu Yi stopped talking and still kept quiet and broke the ship.

The young man didn't say much, and he was sincere in helping him to break the boat. At this time, it was the evening again, and there were only dozens of pieces of paper left.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from the shore, and a ball of fire floated quickly. When I got closer, I looked closely and saw a girl in red riding a red horse. The person was only eight points in color. With this heroic spirit, it was very charming.

The horse rushed towards him very quickly. When he reached the shore, the girl tied the reins, and the horse raised its front hooves quickly. With a sigh of relief, she actually controlled her body steadily.

The girl in red pointed to the boy in the river, her pretty face was slightly sweaty, her red lips opened, and she shouted, "Jia Junpeng, you are getting lost. Your mother is looking for you everywhere and calling you to go home for dinner, will you leave?"

Jia Junpeng waved his hand and said, "Don't be anxious, I'll take a while, and you told my mother that I didn't find me, I'll work hard!" As he said that, he clasped his fists falsely.

The girl in red scolded, "It was your mother who asked me, otherwise, who would care about you, and you would have to return if you didn't go back, and it would be up to you." After scolding, she urged the horse to run under her hooves.

The embankment was very steep, and one man and one horse were coming like a dragon. In a flash, Jia Junpeng was shocked and was about to speak. The long whip in the girl's palm had already sprinkled out. The whip flower was rolled up around Jia Junpeng's waist, and he actually rolled it up. At this moment, the horse, which was very anxious, was about to rush into the river. It was said that it was soon, and the girl's left palm slashed out, and a wave of three feet high rose suddenly rose in the river. Each man and one horse were obviously familiar with each other. With this powerful countershock force, the horse actually soared into the air, completed its turn in the air, and rushed to the dark like a sword.

"Jiang Yingyue, starts and ends well, the Master has his teachings, starts and ends well..."

Only Jia Junpeng's complaint was left in the wind, and the girl urged the horse to pick up Jia Junpeng, and in the blink of an eye, there was only a shadow left.

Xu Yi smiled slightly, and envy suddenly arose in his eyes. After experiencing vicissitudes, his original intention was only in memory.

The remaining dozens of paper boats were finally finished when the last ray of sunset was about to say goodbye to the river.

He straightened up, widened his chest, breathed a deep breath, and felt refreshed. Then, he entered the town and still found the bun shop. After a full meal, he returned to the boat and drove the boat and continued to go upstream.

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A snake-shaped sword, about three feet long, shining silver light all over its body, fighting with a wide and long black iron sword. Every time the two swords attack, they will burst out bright and bright sparks, exploding in the night sky and reflecting on the river surface, which is very eye-catching.

"I didn't expect that, really, I didn't expect that Du San and others had practiced sword control to such an extent. It seems that my Guang'an Mansion will eventually enter the prosperous era of martial arts."

"That's right, I don't think about it. The immortal saint finally came from our Guang'an Mansion. Speaking of which, he has also come to Furong Town. Wang Ting has treated Furong Town a lot in talent selection over the years."

"Yes, otherwise, Du San will count two generations, and his father is still working as a long-term worker for others. His father was taken away by the mansion for literary affairs, so there is resources to provide Du San with practice. To be honest, it is unimaginable that decades ago, the Du San family and Chen Ershao's family were not worthy of carrying shoes. Now the two can compete with each other, the legacy of the immortal saint, one of them."
Chapter completed!