Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 279: Kirin

The ancestral home.

A large mourning shed was erected in the mansion, with four coffins placed in the front and three back of the shed.

Zu Wanping, Zu Xiang, Zu Qi, Zu Li.

The four young masters of the ancestral home had different statuses when they were alive.

Death is still different.

Zu Wanping's coffin is large, thick and spacious, and is placed alone in front. The surface was gilded with a layer of black jade and snow silver, and inside there was a circle of knives, talismans, elixirs and other treasures surrounding the corpse.

The other three coffins are identical and placed side by side at the back.

It only took an hour.

The news that the four young masters of the ancestral family were assassinated by evil cultivators has spread throughout the city.

Inside the mourning shed.

The coffin has not yet been sealed, and the coffin board is tilted over it, exposing half of the body.

Lu Tong stood next to the coffin, looked at the various objects around the body, shook his head and said: "It's going to be burned anyway, so why waste these treasures."

"If we didn't have these treasures, where would senior brother have such great fortune?"

He didn’t understand, so he said: “Stop trying to sell me off.”

Zu Wanyi raised the corners of his mouth, a piece of soft flesh piled up on his cheek, and a bright red color quickly gathered in the center.

"The great creation I promised is related to the things that will be buried with me. Senior brother, how about we go back and talk about it slowly?"

Lu Tong glanced sideways, raised his tiger paw and walked outside.

Inside the carved wooden building.

The elder who had breakfast before sat opposite each other again.

He leaned against the window.

Zu Wanyi took out a pot of wine, soaked it in hot water to warm it up, poured it into the cup, and handed it over with both hands.

"Senior brother, the best red dragon blood wine."

The color of the wine is clear and translucent, with a blood thread swinging from side to side in the middle, like a small red snake swimming in the water.

Lu Tong stretched out his fingers and pushed it away, taking out a bottle of wine from his belt.

Zu Wanyi looked sad, picked up the wine glass and drank in one gulp.

"Senior brother still can't trust my little sister?"

He glanced at it, his expression did not waver at all, and said: "Tell me, what a great blessing."

Zu Wanyi sighed, moved his body, and leaned against the window face to face.

"Senior brother's demon-transforming spell is very powerful, but it's a pity that the tiger claw is only half of it."

Lu Tong became somewhat interested and turned around to look.

Zu Wanyi continued: "There was an ancestor of the Kong family, who was called Kong Qier back then. This person had a pair of Qilin legs. He could not sink in water or be injured in fire. He was so strong that he could easily crack mountains and crack rocks."

"Real Qilin?"

He was a little surprised.

Among the monsters, there are many with dragon, phoenix, unicorn, and lin in their names, but true dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns have never been seen before.

Zu Wanyi nodded and said: "Yes. I have read records that it has two claws and its toes are shaped like two round shuttles."

Kirin has many kinds of toes.

The four claws are like an eagle, the three claws are like a wolf, the two claws are like a camel, and the single claw is like a horse's hoof.

Lu Tong recalled briefly, shook his head and said: "The Kong family has such powerful magic, it cannot be unknown. I have been in the city for a long time, and I have never seen or heard of it."

"The magic is still there, but no one dares to practice it."

"Why?"

"I heard that this demon-transforming magic was passed down by a real person. Kong Lin'er left a will not to practice this method until the Kong family is about to be destroyed. Moreover, after practicing the demon-transforming method, after surviving the disaster, Both legs must be cut off."

He picked up the wine bottle and took a small sip.

Something shady.

Zu Wanyi has no good intentions.

However, there is the "Blood Record of Positive and Negative". After practicing it, you can refine it into a blood type, and you can continue to evolve in the future.

"Among the things Kong Liner was buried with, was this demon-transformation spell?"

"Not bad."

"How did you know about this?"

"When Kong Lin'er died, the Kong family had three golden elixir monks, who were the most powerful in Aoshan City at that time. The funeral was extremely grand, and my ancestors saw with their own eyes the things buried in the coffin."

Zu Wanyi had already prepared and took out a piece of paper and handed it over.

Written on the paper: Thirty-three volumes of books, nine jade slips, a white jade crown, a set of black silk and silver woven clothes, a pair of black and white jade unicorns...

There is also a sketch below:

A person lay in a coffin, and a circle of things was placed around the body.

Text and sketches all correspond one to one.

Lu Tong shook his head and said: "I kindly invited you to attend the funeral, but your ancestors stared at me from head to toe."

Zu Wanyi disagreed.

He looked at the sketch, stared at the jade slips and the book, and said: "Even if you have a book, you may not be able to write down this demon-transforming spell."

"Most likely."

"Oh?"

"Kong Lin'er was extremely proud. Before his death, he invited dozens of old masters who were well-read in poetry and books to write about his life. It took several years to do this alone. His cultivation and reputation were Everything relies on this technique, and it will definitely not be missed."

Lu Tong accepted the sketch and turned to stare at Zu Wanyi.

"You seem to...especially want me to open Kong Lin'er's coffin?"

Zu Wanyi’s expression was as good as it was when he faced Zu Mingjing.

"Senior brother helped me, now it's my turn to help senior brother."

He disagreed and asked: "Where is Kong Lin'er buried?"

"Youshan, the ancestral mausoleum of the Kong family. Behind the Confucius Mansion, next to the foot of the mountain."

……

At noon, Yue Shenyu’s residence.

Lu Tong arrived at the door on time as usual, ready to go out of the city to hunt the fog ghosts together.

"Senior sister?"

Yue Shenyu opened the door, rubbed his eyes and said, "Junior brother, why are you here?"

His eyes flashed and he noticed something unusual.

Yue Shenyu looked at the sky, shook his head and said: "It's already noon, come in and sit down."

"Okay."

In the hall, two people sat one above the other.

After giving the tea, Pong'er retreated to the back room.

Lu Tong picked up the tea cup~IndoMTL.com~ and blew the tea foam at the mouth of the cup and asked: "Sister, are you resting?"

"Yes."

Yue Shenyu opened his mouth and yawned, and said: "I walked for too long with my junior brother last night, so I came back to catch up on my sleep, and I was late."

"It's not a big deal. It doesn't matter if I don't kill fog ghosts for a day. Anyway, there are just a few of them."

He picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Monks, especially those who have advanced in cultivation, cannot waste time unless they do it deliberately.

Yue Shenyu said last night that he would report to Qianfeng.

I guess they have gone now. I don’t know what the two said. Their attitudes were completely different.

Lu Tong swallowed the hot tea and sighed silently in his heart.

"Junior brother, have you had lunch?"

"I ate some at Miss Fifth's."

Yue Shenyu sighed and picked up the tea cup.

He shook his head slightly and picked up the tea cup.

Zu Wanyi didn’t prepare lunch.

Because Zu Wanyi knew that even if he was prepared, Lu Tong would not enter.

Lu Tong came here with an empty stomach. He originally planned to have a full meal and then go out to the city to kill ghosts together.

Today...

The ghosts are gone and the food is gone.

A few thoughts flashed through my mind, and I suddenly thought of Piao'er.

Paoer went back.

It seems that the uncooked rice on the stove is not going to be steamed in the pot.

"Senior sister, have you met senior brother Qianfeng?"

"Yeah."

Yue Shenyu responded, without any intention of continuing, and brought the tea cup to his mouth again.

His heart sank slightly.

We have different paths and do not seek each other.

I have heard it many times before, but when it comes to parting ways, I still feel a little... a little lonely.

Drink the remaining tea in one gulp and swallow it hard.

"Sister, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first."

"Okay."