If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 372 Leng Mansion Funeral Banquet
The next day, at 4:44 in the morning.

Yingxiang Mansion, chanting at the corner gate of Hegong.

"Oh, what a coincidence! The prince just went out half an hour ago."

Manager Luo of the Prince's Mansion has a chubby round face.

At this moment, his face was filled with a smile full of apology and regret.

But his narrowed eyes were clear and bright as he quietly observed the reaction of the girl opposite him.

Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, and just as she was about to speak, Shaoyao beside her got anxious first, "Manager Luo, I made an appointment with the prince yesterday afternoon. I brought Xiao Fengxian to see him today. Why would the prince leave?"

Steward Luo said helplessly: "The prince did tell us that Fairy Yu and Miss Shaoyao would come today.

But who could have thought that the 'Frost Sword Lord' of the Leng Mansion came out of seclusion last night.

Old Master Leng successfully condensed the Yuan Dan and has now become the sixth "National Martial God" of Western Shu.

His grandson is being buried today, so the prince has no choice but to go and burn some incense for the deceased."

Shaoyao opened her mouth slightly and looked at Manager Luo with a confused expression.

Xiao Yu sneered in his heart, and sighed with regret on his face, saying: "Alas, it is really not a coincidence.

I slept a little late last night and got up a little late this morning, so I just missed it."

Manager Luo narrowed his eyes, carefully studied her expression, and tentatively said, "Fairy Yu can go to the Leng Mansion to find the Crown Prince.

The prince should not have left yet."

Xiao Yu waved her hand and said, "The Leng family is holding a funeral. Wouldn't it be rude for me to disturb them?"

Manager Luo said: "Everyone in Tianmen Town praises the fairy as 'Yu Bodhisattva'.

The fairy is not only kind-hearted and beautiful like a bodhisattva, but also well-versed in Buddhism and good at chanting the "Daotou Sutra" for the deceased.

If Fairy Yu goes to the Leng Mansion to look for the Crown Prince and recites a few volumes of the Sutra for Master Leng Wushuang, Master Leng will definitely not blame her."

Xiao Yu showed hesitation on his face and said, "I am very happy to chant sutras for the deceased.

You can recite the inverted sutra to let the dead in the underworld rest in peace.

When Mr. Leng saw me, he couldn't feel at peace.

If he makes a scene in hell and is beaten and scolded by the ghost officials, wouldn't that be my fault too?"

Manager Luo was stunned and at a loss for words.

The prince only mentioned "reciting the inverted sutra" in his instructions, and did not say how to respond to Yu Fengxian's words just now.

I didn't expect her to say that.

If it were him, he would be completely unable to refute her words, and instead would think that what she said made a lot of sense.

Xiao Yu asked very considerately: "Manager Luo, do you have anything else to tell me?"

Manager Luo hesitated, not knowing what to say, and he did not dare to take the initiative to make a decision for the prince.

"Ah, please ask the steward to convey my apologies to the prince. Next time I am invited, I will go to bed early and get up early, and come to Yonghe Palace to meet the prince as soon as possible."

Xiaoyu bowed to Manager Luo.

Manager Luo had no choice but to hurriedly return the greeting and watch her and Shaoyao leave.

On the carriage back to Tianmen Town, Shaoyao looked dazed for a while, and said bitterly: "Sorry, Xiao Fengxian, I didn't expect it. I overestimated myself."

Xiaoyu patted her hands and smiled, "Wrong, you underestimated yourself. You can easily convince me and change my thoughts and attitude!

You just overestimate Lee Jung-gi.

A mere Leng Aotian is not even worthy of lifting my embroidered shoes.

Li Rongji was blind, yet he treated him like a treasure."

Shaoyao hesitated and said, "Didn't you hear? Old Master Leng condensed the Yuandan and became a human immortal! He also accepted the invitation of the court and was canonized as the sixth 'National Martial God' of Western Shu."

"Hey, I don't want to brag, but since my debut, the number of human immortals and ghosts and gods I have killed combined is more than that of ordinary warriors." Xiao Yu sighed.

Shaoyao subconsciously thought she was bragging, but when she thought about it carefully, she found that she was actually telling the truth.

"If a human immortal cuts you with a knife, will you die?"

Xiao Yu said, "Let alone the immortals, even if Mr. Li from Soy Sauce Lane chopped my neck with a rusty kitchen knife, I would die on the spot."

"Uncle Li will definitely not be able to hit you, but it will be easy for a human immortal to do so. You have killed many human immortals in the past, but none of them was killed by a head-on confrontation." Shaoyao said.

"The Tuoshan Taibao of the River God's Mansion will definitely not agree with this, and the dead Jieshi will also angrily scold you for underestimating them." Xiaoyu said.

Shaoyao said, "Didn't you say that they are river monsters, not good at fighting on land, and can only exert one or two points of their full strength?"

"I just said a few humble words, and you really believed it?"

Xiao Yu patted the back of her hand again and said with a chuckle, "Don't worry, I'm not an arrogant person.

When I go to Qinghe Beppu, I will definitely wander around the city again.

I will go to the Leng Mansion quietly to take a look, and find out the details of Leng Aotian."

She was not lying to Shaoyao.

Leng Aotian had been in seclusion to break through to become a human immortal, and he didn't even show up to fight the ghosts in Shudong, so she had no chance to become his adoptive father.

However, the Leng family must have sent someone to congratulate the immortal Lao on his birthday. It is possible that someone in the Leng family had already triggered the Great Destruction of Father.

Xiaoyu didn't understand the core skills of the Leng family, and couldn't even pick out a member of the Leng family from a group of "godfathers with number xxx".

She would go to Lengfu for a stroll.

Just like she wandered around the Changchun Martial Arts School, peeped into the secret of Lao Shenxian's Changchun Kung Fu, and completely cracked it.

"Why are you going to Qinghe Villa? Cheng Jijiu is not there." Shaoyao asked puzzledly.

Xiao Yu said, "I'm not going to see anyone from the palace. I want to wait for Chen Laoqin to bring Chen Laodi to see me."

"Why did they come to see you—"

As soon as I asked in confusion, Shaoyao suddenly realized, "You are really considerate."

Xiao Yu sighed, “It’s not that I’m considerate, it’s just that I’m helpless.

The three elders of Lianghe Township came to Tianmen Town to find me several times regarding the temple.

The three elders were so old, and they had to travel dozens of miles back and forth several times.

When I think back on it now, I feel guilty. How can I repeat the same mistake I made with the Chen family father and son?"

Going to Yonghe Palace to find the prince was half an hour late. In fact, even if it was half an hour earlier, it would still be half an hour late.

I went to Qinghebefu to wait for Chen's father and son, but the time was just right. Chen Laoqin was leading a mule and pulling a cart with two bundles of rice straw on it. An old man in a tattered cotton-padded jacket was lying on it, staggering from the north.

Xiaoyu found a big rock, sat cross-legged on it for a quarter of an hour, and then waited for them at the intersection.

"Hey, Fairy Yu, what a coincidence! We were just looking for you!"

She was in a relatively high position, so Chen Laoqin saw her first without her having to say hello.

Xiaoyu leaped up like a big bird, glided more than ten feet into the air, and landed gently in front of the mule cart.

"Uncle Chen~~" Xiao Yu bowed to Chen Laoqin, and took the initiative to help the old man who was struggling to get up from the car, and asked with a smile: "But Mr. Chen?"

"Fairy Yu, it's me~~~" The old man saw the sword on her waist, and the wrinkles on his face immediately relaxed. "Good, good, good! The sword is indeed spiritual, and it has returned to its original owner. I am finally relieved."

"clang!" Xiaoyu pulled out the Qiao Shi sword and handed it to the old man, but the old man waved his hand and did not take it.

Not only did he not take the sword, he also bowed to Xiaoyu.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?" Xiaoyu quickly helped him up with his other hand.

Old Man Chen said: "Fairy Yu, don't say that you are the benefactor of my Chen family and helped my Laoshi and Zhang's wife.

Just for your kindness in sending me the sword yesterday to relieve my longing for you, I should thank you and kowtow to you several times."

Xiao Yu sighed, "Old man, do you know how many times Qiao Shijian has saved me and how much he has helped me?"

Old man Chen waved his hands and said, "You can't count it that way. You saved the honest couple first, let alone help them, it's only right that they work like slaves for you."

"Then let's stop calculating and just talk."

Xiaoyu signaled to Chen Laoqin to pull the mule cart to the side of the road, and she helped Old Man Chen sit back on the haystack.

She also sat beside him and asked, "Did the old man see his son and daughter-in-law last night?"

Old Man Chen looked at the sword, his eyes reddened, his voice trembling, "As soon as I got the sword, it began to glow and beat.

I can feel it, it's honest!

I talked to him, but he was a sword and could not speak, so I spoke myself.

I will continue talking until late at night.

Fairy Yu was so kind that she let Lao Qin take the sword back to the Chen family. However, I couldn't occupy the sword for too long, so as not to delay the fairy's important plan.

In the end, I was still too long-winded, and in the middle of the night, the sword suddenly turned into two people.

It’s my honest family, my wife.

My son told me that the master was in danger and needed them to return immediately.

When I heard this, I became anxious and wanted to call the boss to quickly send the sword back to Tianmen Town.

Laoshi said something to me again, and brought his wife to kowtow to me a few times, saying that there was no need to send them off, and that they could go back by themselves. But after this, there would be no more Chen Laoshi and Zhang Xiaoqiao, only the Qiaoshi Sword and the male and female sword spirits. "

Old man Chen wiped his tears, his face showing both sadness and pride. "They will keep their promise. For the next ten thousand years, they will forget the memories and feelings of Chen Laoshi and Zhang Xiaoqiao and just be a pair of sword spirits protecting their master."

Xiao Yu looked at the Qiao Shi Sword with complicated eyes, and murmured: "No wonder the spirit embryo has hatched into a sword spirit, but Chen Laoshi and Zhang Xiaoqiao did not show up."

Old Man Chen smiled naturally and brightly, saying, "It's very good now. I have completely put my worries to rest and feel relieved.

Fairy Yu is a very good person. Following you to save the people and eliminate evil spirits, they are not only repaying your kindness, but also accumulating good karma for themselves!

This is their blessing, and it is also the glory of our Chen family."

At noon, Xiaoyu and the Chen family father and son had a meal in a wine shop run by a villager on the roadside.

The Chen family father and son returned to Qinghe Village in the north with an expression and mood of "spiritual fulfillment".

Xiaoyu also went to Yingxiang Lengfu in a light manner.

The Leng Mansion was indeed holding a funeral, but it did not start today.

Young Master Wushuang had been dead for several days, and his body had been in state for several days.

Many people have come to Leng Mansion in the past few days.

But today there are especially many, because the "Frost Sword Lord" Leng Aotian, indeed condensed a Yuan Dan and became a human immortal.
“Not only a human immortal, maybe Mr. Leng can go one step further in the path of immortal martial arts.”

"Isn't it the limit to condense the Yuandan? How can I go further?"

"Do you know how old Mr. Leng is this year? He is not even 65! Such a young man can almost be compared with the famous 'Eight Immortals of the West' in the Xisha Region. They are all the best among the human immortals!

If I can cultivate into a Yin God in the future, it may be possible for the Yuan Dan to feed back and become a Yuan God."

"Nonsense! Mr. Leng debuted at the age of 13 and was already a genius in Immortal Martial Arts. How could he possibly give up the Immortal Martial Arts Yuandan and turn to cultivating the Yuanshen? Even if he wants to go further, he must take the path of the 'Martial God' and become a Martial God by deifying his physical body!
If not, why would he accept the Li family's invitation to become a national guardian martial god right after becoming a human immortal? Isn't it just to gather the power of incense and vows?"

"Hey, you and I are both here to eat at Master Leng Wushuang's table, but you still don't understand why Aotian Sword Master joined the Li family? Although the human immortal is strong and Aotian Sword Master is extremely talented, Yu Fengxian is not a pushover either!"

At the funeral banquet, the guests were talking about it a lot. Many of them were eating and drinking, and they talked about "Yu Fengxian".

In other words, most of those who were not talking loudly but whispering were talking about the feud between Yu Fengxian and the Leng family.

Look, they were originally discussing enthusiastically the future of the 65-year-old "old young talent" Xianwu.

Once the word "Yu Fengxian" was involved, everyone had a strange expression on their face, their eyes darted around, and after glancing at the "Leng family" nearby, their voices became even lower.

"What do you think Yu Fengxian is after? This time, she has not only offended the Leng family. She has now offended all the people that Zhu Yitao had offended before."

"Not only that! She was ruthless and didn't give face to the nobles. Even the nobles of the Yingxiang family who had no grudges against Zhu Yi would share the same hatred. Even if they didn't hate her, at least they hated her in their hearts."

"What does Yu Fengxian want? She is a righteous woman who helps the weak when she sees injustice! Zhu Yitao has offended many people, but he himself has not gained much benefit.

The more people he offended, the more people would be grateful for his kindness.

Look at Yingxiang Mansion and Tianmen Town now, how many common people have started to praise Yu Fengxian again, saying that she is a righteous person who spent a lot of money just for the orphan girl of the Zhu family.
Hehe, they still don’t know what Yu Fengxian really did besides the two thousand five hundred gold.

Otherwise, the legend of the 'Yu Feng Xian' in the streets, teahouses and taverns would be even more legendary."

"They are all just ordinary people. When Zhu Yitao's family was sold out, they didn't even dare to say a word. The sword of the Frost Sword Lord is the Ice Sword of the Human Immortal, which can kill people."

"That's true."

"Daddy, please have some tea~~" Xiaoyu brought a cup of hot tea to those who believed that "the common people are useless".

Although the other party didn't want to drink tea, he nodded casually and asked her to put the teacup on the table in front of him.

She changed her clothes, hairstyle, temperament and "atmosphere" at this moment, and easily transformed herself into a "little maid from the Leng Mansion", holding a tea tray and moving swiftly through the banquet.

When meeting a strong stranger, he would gently call out, "Daddy, please have some tea."

Even the heroes of Yingxiang Mansion who were talking about "Yu Fengxian" didn't react at all when they saw her out of the corner of their eyes.

They were not even as wary of her as they were of other "Leng family members".

Because she, a little girl from the Leng Mansion, looked very dull and stupid, as non-threatening as a wooden stake.

(End of this chapter)