Chapter 737 Funeral

Hong Kaiyuan smiled and said, "No matter how capable he is, he is still just a young junior. Compared with those of us who have practiced martial arts for thousands of years, he is still too young. We can write a letter and send someone to the new Pavilion Master to invite him to come for tea and martial arts. He should not refuse to give us face. If he accepts the invitation, we will join forces to put pressure on him and give him a warning. If he dares not come, we will take people to Fengju Mountain to suppress his arrogance so that he can't raise his head in this southern barbarian land."

When Lu Bai heard this, he nodded repeatedly: "Brother Hong's good plan, I admire it."

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Time passed quickly on Fengju Mountain, and Li Hanxue was always immersed in cultivation.

The construction of Huang Pavilion was proceeding in an orderly manner. After seven days, with the joint efforts of all Huang Pavilion disciples, a magnificent hall stood on the top of Fengju Mountain.

Looking down from the air, houses are like ants, pavilions are lined up, and medicinal fields are everywhere in the middle, with gurgling water. The man-made buildings and natural scenery fit perfectly together. Although it is much smaller than Tianfu, the building materials used are only some practical hardwoods, which are not gorgeous and not very ornamental.

But Li Hanxue is very satisfied with the effect of rushing to build it within seven days.

"Jiping, you have worked hard." Li Hanxue and Jiping looked at the words "Huangge" outside the hall and smiled.

"No, this is my job." Jiping turned his head and looked at Li Hanxue, and said in surprise, "Pavilion Master, have you broken through again?"

Li Hanxue nodded.

"Congratulations, Pavilion Master."

At this time, Ji Xiangtian and Su Xun fell from the sky and came to the side of Li Hanxue and Jiping.

"Little Pavilion Master, I didn't expect you to break through again. Now you should be able to compete with me, right?" Ji Xiangtian insisted on fighting.

Li Hanxue shook her head.

Ji Xiangtian said with a bitter face: "Young Pavilion Master, let's just stop at a certain point. Just fight with me. Zhao Lishan and Chen Yi, those two guys, just won't fight with me. There's no point in fighting with Mr. Su. He always fights tepidly, and no matter how long the fight lasts, it's hard to tell who wins. Now no one fights with me, and I, Old Ji, am really bored."

Li Hanxue said: "Three days later, you wait for me at the Silver Shark River, a thousand miles away, and we'll fight there."

When Ji Xiangtian heard this, he smiled happily: "Okay!"

After Huang Pavilion completely moved into Fengju Mountain, Li Hanxue began to prepare for the burial of the Ghost-faced Old Man.

In the early morning, Fengju Mountain was covered with thick fog.

The sound of the big bell rang, and the sound spread far away. All the disciples of Huang Pavilion were awakened from their sleep or from their practice.

The disciples quickly rushed to Tianlan Square and lined up neatly.

After the reconstruction of Huang Pavilion, Li Hanxue set up four halls in the east, west, south and north, imitating the Poison Dragon Sect.

Ji Ping, Ji Xiangtian and Su Xun are the hall masters of a hall respectively.

Li Hanxue is the hall master and pavilion master of the East Hall concurrently. Since there is no qualified person to take the position of hall master, Li Hanxue is temporarily appointed.

Each hall master has two deputy hall masters, and the deputy hall masters are replaced by the original commander.

As for the position of Wu Zhi, Ji Ping will select the right candidate himself.

Ji Ping got Li Hanxue's permission, and he was relieved. Li Hanxue not only did not kill the donkey, but also delegated power. Ji Ping had mixed feelings.

"Is it really my petty mind that I worry too much?" Ji Ping couldn't help but think so in his heart.

The position of deputy hall master of the East Hall was held by Jin Buhuan and Mo Le.

Originally, Li Hanxue didn't want Mo Le to join the Huang Pavilion, but the girl seemed to have suddenly changed her nature and insisted on being the deputy hall master.

Mo Le's cultivation is not low, and her ability is not small. She is proficient in pharmacology, so it is not inappropriate for her to take the position of deputy hall master.

Li Hanxue didn't know what Mo Le was thinking, so she let her go.

Jin Buhuan was flattered to get a position as a deputy hall master.

Because the two deputy hall masters were both eccentric, the East Hall became the most special organization in the Desolate Pavilion. They rarely dealt with wars, and the disciples were trained not for fighting, but for doing business and making money, or refining medicine to save people.

There were 10,000 disciples of the Desolate Pavilion gathered in Tianlan Square. Most of them had been sent out to train outside. After all, Fengju Mountain could not accommodate 100,000 people for a long time.

These 100,000 people lived on the mountain, and the resources for cultivation were extremely limited. Li Hanxue could not arrange everything for them. If they wanted to improve their cultivation, they had to rely on themselves in the end.

Afterwards, Li Hanxue officially held the funeral of the ghost-faced old man.

The ghost-faced old man was sent to the underworld by Xu Baichang, leaving nothing behind. Li Hanxue had to take off the ghost face to offer sacrifice to the sky. All the people in the Desolate Pavilion followed Li Hanxue and knelt down to the ghost face.

Li Hanxue looked at Guimian with mixed feelings: "Senior, you saved my life at the cost of your own life, and I have always felt guilty about it. You asked me to revitalize Huangge, and I couldn't sleep day and night, fearing that I would fail you. Fortunately, I did not disappoint you. Now three-quarters of the brothers in Huangge have united together, and only the brothers from Qi Linguo have not returned. I will definitely fulfill your last wish and make Huangge famous all over the world! I will not fail you for saving my life."

Ji Ping burst into tears, and Ji Xiangtian and Su Xun also looked gloomy. Although they did not cry, it showed that they also had a very deep affection for Guimian.

When the Huangge disciples learned that the old Pavilion Master had died, a few cried loudly, and most of them shed tears silently, all of them were sad.

As for Li Hanxue's identity, since the battle in Jianhan City, no one would question his ability.

After Li Hanxue bowed three times to the ghost face, he burned incense and offered sacrifices. Various cumbersome rituals were carried out in an orderly manner, which is not detailed one by one.

A day passed quickly, and the whole Huangge was in mourning.

As the sunset gradually sank into the western horizon, the disciples of Huangge withdrew one after another, and went to practice or experience.

Li Hanxue was about to turn around and return to the East Hall. At this time, two teenagers in flowery robes entered Li Hanxue's perception range.

Li Hanxue turned around and saw that the two teenagers were embroidered with a fire dragon, with bared fangs and claws, and nine fireballs flying all over the sky, which was extremely fierce.

This dress was obviously not from Huangge, and the cultivation of the two was not high, only the peak of Xuanwu Realm.

"Who are you two?"

The two teenagers said: "Are you the master of Huangge?"

"Yes, it's me."

One of the teenagers quickly took out a gold envelope from his arms and handed it to Li Hanxue.

"Master invites Pavilion Master to go to Huolong Mountain for a chat. This is Master's handwritten letter. Pavilion Master, please read it carefully."

Li Hanxue took the envelope and opened it.

The golden characters are like dragons and snakes, vigorous and ancient, and majestic.

The general idea is that Huolong Sect and Hunyuan Sect invite Li Hanxue to go to Huolong Mountain alone in the evening for a banquet.

After reading the letter, Li Hanxue smiled and said, "Go back and tell your master that I, Li, will definitely be on time for the appointment."

"Pavilion Master Li, then we say goodbye." After the two young men left.

Li Hanxue showed a hint of sneer.

"Master, this is clearly a Hongmen Banquet." Gui Sun Bing shouted, "Huolong Sect and Hunyuan Sect must have bad intentions. They invited the master to the banquet at this time, and specifically mentioned one person. They must have set a trap and waited for the master to jump into it."

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