Lu Qingyun ignored it and waved his sleeves again. The soil around the coffin was blown away and the entire coffin was exposed.
He walked to the coffin and lifted the coffin with both hands.
He walked to the coffin where Li Qiushui was lying. "Master, don't worry, you will always be with Wu Yazi."
Lu Qingyun put down the coffin, slapped the lid off with one palm, and looked at Wu Yazi's body.
This was also thanks to Xue Muhua placing herbs in the coffin so that the body did not decay.
Lu Qingyun stretched out his right hand, his five fingers forming the shape of tiger claws, and pulled it back with force. Driven by the powerful Gang Qi, Wu Yazi's corpse rose up from the coffin.
Hangu Bayou didn't dare to say anything, and watched Wu Yazi's body slowly fall into the newly made coffin.
Lu Qingyun stood beside the coffin, looked at Li Qiushui and said, "Master, you and Wu Yazi will never be separated again."
We cannot sleep together in life, and we must share acupuncture points in death!
Tianshan Child Elder showed envy.
She knew that Lu Qingyun would never let her sleep there.
Lu Qingyun exerted force with both hands, and he lifted the coffin lid, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, and slowly placed it on the coffin.
Feng Asan handed over the coffin nails, and Lu Qingyun picked up the coffin nails and pressed them in place one by one with the palm of his hand.
Hangu Yayou stood up, took out the shovel from the room, walked to the original cemetery, and began to widen and deepen it.
After the tomb was widened and deepened, Kang Guangling walked to Lu Qingyun and said, "Uncle Master, the tomb is ready. Do you want to bury him now?"
"kindness."
Lu Qingyun nodded.
The eight friends of Hangu walked to the west side of the coffin, bent down, and each stretched out a hand to hold up the bottom of the coffin.
"rise!"
Kang Guangling shouted.
The coffin was lifted up by Hangu's eight friends and walked smoothly to the tomb.
After the coffin was placed in the tomb, the eight friends of Hangu all looked at Lu Qingyun.
"Bury it."
A huge new tomb was built. After Lu Qingyun kowtowed three times again, he looked at the Tianshan Child Elder and sat cross-legged in front of the tomb.
Tianshan Child Elder smiled without saying anything.
Knowing that Lu Qingyun is waiting for her to die!
The sound of horse hooves sounded again outside the valley.
A large number of maids from Lingjiu Palace poured into the valley.
The Tianshan Child Elder didn't even look at it, and said to Lu Qingyun: "My dear nephew, please do one thing for me. After I die, take me to Lingjiu Palace for burial."
"My master wants you to be buried here too!"
"Be bold!"
The girls from Lingjiu Palace came up behind and angrily drew out their swords and pointed them at Lu Qingyun.
"You are the only ones who dare to draw your sword and point it at the new Lord. Go away and kneel."
The power of the Tianshan Child Elder made these maids dare not say anything. They put away their swords and knelt beside Lu Qingyun.
"My dear nephew, you are very filial. After all, I am also your uncle. Don't you give me any affection?"
"Master's destiny is greater than heaven. Master said he would take you with him, so you have to stay with him."
Lu Qingyun glanced at the maids in Lingjiu Palace and said, "Get out of here, don't disturb my master's peace."
Granny Yu glanced at Tianshan Child Elder, waiting for her order.
"Get out, no matter what the new Lord is called, you can't disobey him!"
"yes."
Granny Yu stood up, walked to Lu Qingyun with all the maids, knelt down and saluted again, and then withdrew.
The Tianshan Child Elder sighed, "Okay, it's a good place for fellow disciples and sisters to be buried together."
"They are all hard-working people who have been bullied by people outside the mountain. Lingjiu Palace is their shelter from the wind and rain. If my nephew does not accept this lord, they will be slaughtered by people outside the mountain. Can you bear it?"
"Isn't there Xu Zhu? Can you pass the position of Lord to him?"
"The young monk is still far behind his wise nephew. Besides, he wants to return to Shaolin. No matter how many tricks I make, I still can't change his mind. Rather than doing this, I might as well fulfill him."
The Tianshan child's elder smiled and said loudly to the eight friends of Hangu: "Feng Asan, make a more comfortable coffin for grandma. Grandma is very particular about the place where she sleeps!"
After hearing this, the eight friends of Hangu had a rough idea. Seeing that Lu Qingyun didn't stop him, they immediately took action and started making the coffin.
With the cooperation for the first time, I became familiar with the process of making coffins this time. In less than an hour, a brand new coffin was ready.
The Tianshan Child Elder took a deep breath, staggered to the coffin, touched the coffin with her hands and said approvingly: "Feng Asan, your craftsmanship is good."
"Thank you, Child Elder, for your appreciation!"
Feng Asan didn't dare to show off, so he quickly bent down and saluted.
Tianshan Child Elder held the edge of the coffin with both hands, turned over and sat in, with only half of her head exposed.
"My dear nephew, Grandma Tianshan has never begged for help in her life. This time, I am begging you. Just take over the slaves from the Jiutianjiu Department of Lingjiu Palace. You can't let me die in peace!"
Lu Qingyun thought about it again and again, and even the Emei Sect took over, including Lingjiu Palace.
The Xiaoyao Sect's high-end combat power has all been lost, and the Lingjiu Palace has indeed become a favorite in the eyes of others. The people from the Thirty-Six Holes and Seventy-two Islands must have already invaded the Lingjiu Palace.
"Okay, I promise you."
The Tianshan Child Elder stretched out an arm and waved to Lu Qingyun, "My dear nephew, come here, and I will pass on the remaining skills to you."
Lu Qingyun did not hesitate, walked to the coffin, reached out and held the hand of Tianshan Child Elder, and used Beiming Magic.
He would not be so foolish as to hand over the lifeblood of his Dantian to someone he did not trust.
The Tianshan Child Elder was not surprised but looked happy.
"I didn't expect you to know the Beiming Divine Art. That's the best thing. Taking over the Xiaoyao sect is just right! I have my Xiaoyao sect's secret skill in Lingjiu Palace. You can learn it."
Tianshan Child Elder closed her eyes without any resistance and allowed her inner energy to be absorbed.
After Lu Qingyun absorbed the internal force, he put Tianshan Tong Laping into the coffin and closed the coffin board, leaving some head space.
"Go and call the gatekeepers of Lingjiu Palace outside the valley."
Lu Qingyun said to Kang Guangling.
After a while, the maids from Lingjiu Palace walked in one by one.
"The Tianshan child's grandmother has passed away, you take one last look at her."
The eight friends of Hangu picked up the hoe and shovel, consciously walked to an open space next to the tomb where Li Qiushui and Wu Yazi were buried together, and started digging.
After these women paid their respects, Lu Qingyun closed the coffin board and hammered the nails into the coffin with his palms.
"Bury!"
The eight friends of Hangu quickly lifted the coffin, walked to the newly dug grave, and then buried it with soil. They were already very skilled in this process.
After the girls of Lingjiu Palace finished kowtowing, Granny Yu walked to Lu Qingyun's side.
"Your Majesty, there was news just now from the sisters that the Thirty-sixth Cave of the Seventy-Two Islands united with some martial arts sects to besiege the Lingjiu Palace. The sisters who stayed behind suffered heavy losses. Please make your decision, Your Majesty."
Lu Qingyun has always advocated that if others do not offend me, I will not offend others; if someone offends me, I will eradicate them!
Thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands are all rubbish, and they are of little use if you keep them. If you don't listen, then kill them all.
"Send someone to spread the word that those who leave the Vulture Palace will be forgiven, and those who stay behind will die!"
