To be honest, he didn't know about this profession until he came here. Whether it was in his previous life or before, he didn't know much about it.

Lin Mu saw from the sidelines that Liu Hong's attitude towards sending the spiritual master seemed a little different. He didn't look like someone from the Chen family or other families. Could it be that this person was sent from the palace?

Lin Mu looked at Guo Jia with a hint of doubt. Guo Jia has been here recently and should know something.

When Guo Jia saw Lin Mu looking at him, he smiled slightly and nodded in understanding.

Lin Mu calmed down slightly and silently kept this profession in mind.

Afterwards, the memorial service began.

The strange incense candle held in Liu Hong's hand exuded a strange fragrance. The fragrance lingered and spread around the two ancient bronze coffins, slowly enveloping them.

And the mysterious spiritual master also muttered something fast but rhythmically.

As he chanted like this, strange powers began to spread out.

Lin Mu has the deepest understanding of the mysterious power.

A memorial ceremony was made so mysterious that others were not allowed to see it. It turned out that something mysterious happened.

“Boom, boom, boom!

"At this moment, strange rumbling sounds suddenly sounded.

However, those rumbling sounds did not spread in the air, but spread among people similar to Yuanli sound transmission...

The next moment, a majestic force descended... A strange brown-yellow misty path appeared behind the coffin.

As soon as this scene appeared, even well-informed people such as Lin Mu and Guo Jia had a look of shock on their faces.

"The souls of the two masters will not really be extradited to the underworld, right?"

Nothing happened to the coffin, and nothing happened to the mysterious path!

"Eh? What's going on?" At this moment, the mysterious spiritual master shouted in surprise.

Immediately he turned to look at Liu Hong and shook his head slightly.

Liu Hong nodded with a look of regret on his face.

Afterwards, the spiritual master performed another ritual of offering sacrifices, and the mysterious path disappeared.

And at this moment, in the unknown space, the dim sky seemed to collapse at any time, and the whole space was gray and full of deathly silence.

"Hey, wasn't there a sage's soul coming down just now? Why not?" A strange figure floating in mid-air looked at the strange brown-yellow misty path in front of him and murmured softly.

"It's actually interesting to be able to cover up the power of reincarnation..." After watching the strange brown mist path slowly disappear, the mysterious figure who gained nothing chuckled, and then he disappeared the next moment.

…

…

Lin Lucheng.

When the mysterious passage disappeared, Lin Mu suddenly felt a strange movement.

Lin Mu silently opened the Yuanlong Ring and 'saw' a strange talisman floating in mid-air.

"Hey, this is a fragment of the Holy Talisman. How can it have such power?" After he used the Holy Talisman given to him by Chen Shi, this fragment was the only one left. Because of its great significance, he threw it in casually.

, but I didn’t expect that such a change would happen today.

Vaguely, he felt that this object was closely related to the situation just now. But he couldn't figure out the reason and did not tell everyone immediately.

The memorial ceremony continued, and soon it was night.

Afterwards, the door of the coffin hall was opened, and the ceremony of worship began. Countless scholars and court officials began to perform the last worship in an orderly manner.

As for Liu Hong and others, they came and went quietly.

“Funeral!

!" After early morning and before dawn, the two coffins began to be transported to the burial place.

The funeral procession was very long...from the coffin hall to five miles outside the city...it can be seen the influence of the two deceased people.

…

When Lin Mu attended the funeral ceremony, the battlefield in Yangzhou was in full swing, and the flames of war were extremely intense.

In Xingmu Town, Yu Jin faced two Ming Yuanshen generals and was at a disadvantage.

At this moment, a voice came: "I didn't expect that the generals of the Yuan family would also participate."

"Stop!" The next moment, the familiar [Blue Dragon Blue Blood Sword] suddenly appeared and struck directly at Wen Chou, who was holding a spear in his hand.

"clang!

"The broadsword knocked the spear away directly.

"Who are you?" Wen Chou felt the spear in his hand tremble slightly, and a tearing pain came from the tiger's mouth. He didn't expect this reinforcement to be so powerful.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that your plan is going to be shattered." The one who just came to support was Le Jin and Le Wenqian.

Zhou Tai went to Jinyuan Town to take charge, so he was happy to come here.

After a series of blessings and progress, he is now a dual-life soul general and can fight Wen Chou.

"Damn it!" Wen Chou was also very angry at this moment.

Unexpectedly, Lin Mu still had powerful generals hiding. This attack had revealed all the details of Lin Mu.

But if Lin Mu survives this attack, it will be difficult to start such a war again in the future. Lin Mu will become stronger and stronger!

After Le Jin said something to Wen Chou, he did not go to fight immediately. Instead, he glanced at the city wall, as if he could see through the city wall and see the tragic battlefield outside.

"My dear Wang Lang, today is the day of the funeral of your mentor Yang Ci. You actually ignored your mentor and did not go see your mentor off on his last journey. Instead, you came here to attack the territory of the imperial ministers. You are an unfaithful and unfilial person!" Le Jin suddenly said!

He shouted loudly, and his voice was like the sound of a bell, shaking under the sky.

When Wang Lang, who was organizing troops to encircle and suppress the Qingyang Army, heard this, he was shocked and angry all over. Immediately, he didn't know if he thought of his mentor Yang Ci, but he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell from his horse suddenly.

Fall down.

"My lord! My lord!" The guards were shocked. Even though the battle situation was at a disadvantage, Wang Lang did not vomit blood, but he was so angry that he vomited blood at these few words.

"Send me back!" Wang Lang groaned softly, his eyes filled with regret.

"Master Wang Lang, what you just said is my fault. To be honest, you are really not suitable for this path." At this moment, Le Jin's sincere words came again.

Wang Lang, who had a strong self-esteem, became even more ashamed and angry when he heard that light criticism.

However, for some reason, Wang Lang shuddered when he heard the last sentence of this sentence, and vomited out another mouthful of blood, but he couldn't help but think of the conversation his mentor had with him before entering the palace:

"Jingxing, you are well versed in classics, you are a great talent in literature and art, and you are an able minister in governing the world. The most important thing is that you have the people in your heart!"

"However, you are on the wrong path." Yang Ci said slowly.

"Teacher, didn't you let me choose my path? Why was it wrong again?" Wang Lang asked doubtfully.

"At that time, I spied on Tianji. You did make a difference on this path, but everything will change. Your destiny will change because of the appearance of certain people. And I see that your family... is also surrounded by nobility.

It is not comparable to the families of ordinary court officials."

"I have calculated the last hexagram for you. Your disaster lies in Jiangdong, and your source of blessing is also in Jiangdong. Taking a step forward may lead to an abyss, and taking a step back may lead to a prosperous road..." A strange color appeared on Yang Ci's indifferent face.

, said slowly.

"The last hexagram? Teacher, don't you want me to be with you anymore?" Wang Lang was shocked.

"Haha... It's not that I don't want you as my teacher, but my disaster has come. If I can survive it, I will be safe for the rest of my life. If I can't..."

"You go and do your thing. If something unexpected happens to me, you don't need to come to worship me, just do what you want to do. That thing may be the turning point of your destiny!" Yang Ci said meaningfully.

"kill!

!" On the battlefield, the Sheng flag was stained with blood, the evil spirit surged into the sky, and the sounds of wailing and killing could not be heard without end.

At this moment, Wang Lang had disheveled hair and a touch of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Am I really not suitable for the path of the Dragon Lord?" Wang Lang was thinking about life at this moment.

The day of Yang Ci's funeral was today, the same day as Chen Shi's Fifth Yuan Dynasty. However, Wang Lang did not go, not because he didn't want to go, nor because of the delay of the war, but because Yang Ci himself refused to go.

Wang Lang couldn't understand the deep meaning of this for the time being. But what he could figure out was whether he was suitable to take the path of the Dragon Lord.

"Am I really fit to be a companion of scriptures, enjoy the honors of a tiger minister, and serve the people and the country?"

Time passes slowly.

“Clang clang!

!" Violent fluctuations spread from Xingmu Town. At this moment, Le Jin and Wen Chou officially began to fight. Without Wen Chou's suppression, Yu Jin began to counterattack Ding Feng.

The battlefield becomes more intense... Time passes slowly...

The fighting in Xingmu Town lasted from day to night, and then to dawn... it was extremely brutal.

The next day, as the sun was rising, a funeral procession of a thousand people came to a high mountain.

The high mountains are covered with wild forests, the sky is filled with mist, and bursts of rays of light are accompanied by colorful rainbows, highlighting the extraordinary nature of this place.

After that, the coffin was lowered to the ground, sent to the spiritual master, and there was another complicated memorial ceremony, and then incense was burned to see him off...
To be continued...