My magic weapons are all rule-based

The monks present all showed curiosity.

Jin Yangqiu also cast an inquiring look.

Xu Shan smiled slightly and pulled off the red cloth.

Jin Yangqiu's lifelike bust was revealed in front of everyone.

Below was engraved an introduction to his life and his contributions to Lijia Village.

Jin Yangqiu's old face flushed, but then he regained his composure and smiled at Xu Shan: "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? What virtue and ability does your teacher have..."

"You are my master, and if I say you can do it, you can do it. In the future, all elders who have made contributions in Lijia Village will follow this example. The goose leaves its voice when it passes, and the people leave their names when they pass. Even if I have passed away, I want the world to remember it."

Jin Yangqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and the elders present also cast envious eyes.

With such a disciple, who can decide his own life and death, and friends to see him off, there is no regret in this life!

This is a perfect ending for every monk.

After talking to Xu Shan for a few words, Jin Yangqiu waved to Lu Xiangjun.

Lu Xiangjun walked slowly, as if she wanted to delay for a while.

Jin Yangqiu took the initiative to step forward and patted his shoulder.

"Don't look like that. I have never been so happy in my life. After I leave, you have to concentrate on practicing. Remember?"

"Remember." Lu Xiangjun lowered her head and whispered.

Jin Yangqiu nodded seriously.

Then he looked at everyone again.

After looking at each one, without any nostalgia, he turned and walked towards the cemetery behind him.

Stepped into the coffin that had been prepared in advance.

Sitting in the coffin, Jin Yangqiu smiled at everyone and said the last words of his life.

"Everyone, Jin said goodbye here. I wish you all to reach the top of the avenue as soon as possible!"

After that, the soul and qi gradually dissipated.

...

Everything was simple and harmonious, but the whole scene was solemn at this moment.

Lu Xiangjun immediately closed her eyes, unable to bear to watch any more.

Xu Shan's breath gradually became unstable...

This was the first time he witnessed a cultivator's peaceful death.

And this person was the first person who sincerely guided him since he came to this world.

How could he not be touched?

Xu Shan glanced at Lu Xiangjun, pursed his lips hard, and then raised his hands.

Clap... Clap... Clap...

Applause rang out.

The other cultivators were moved and followed suit.

Old Jin was too cool and blessed.

If he could choose how to die, this must be the most perfect way to die in the hearts of cultivators.

The whole audience applauded, and Jin Yangqiu's death moved everyone present, and the applause lasted for a long time.

When the sound gradually slowed down, Xu Shan took out a jade slip.

A light and joyful dialect song came out from the jade slip and resounded throughout the audience.

Lu Xiangjun's hands, which were covering her face, gradually lowered and looked at Xu Shan dully.

Feeling the other person's gaze, Xu Shan looked at Lu Xiangjun with red eyes.

"Don't look at me, this song was chosen by the master himself. He wanted to make it festive and said he would play a song before he left."

"It's all for you. He knows you can't accept it... He has considered everything for you, and he is still considering you until his death. You should also consider it for him."

Lu Xiangjun wiped her tears and choked: "He even thought of applause?"

"No... I can't help it..."

"You are really fucking sick!" After saying this, Lu Xiangjun covered her face and cried loudly.

Xu Shan patted Lu Xiangjun's back and whispered: "Let's go, it's time to close the coffin."

Lu Xiangjun followed Xu Shan to the tomb with tears in her eyes, and the two of them closed the coffin lid together.

Then they knelt beside the grave and filled it with soil handful by handful.

After the simple funeral ceremony, the monks who participated in the ceremony talked in twos and threes, and the focus of the topic was all Jin Yangqiu.

Xu Shan and Lu Xiangjun sat under a tree not far away, looking at the tombstone.

Lu Xiangjun was absent-minded for a long time.

Xu Shan lowered his head and stared at his hands full of black mud, not knowing what to think.

The two of them were thinking their own thoughts, and the dialect songs kept singing in their ears.

"Other people's lives are worth gold and silver, but my life is worthless~ If others open their mouths, they will speak golden words and jade words... Blame me for meeting a bad fate when I am buried..."

"The wild birds outside the window are crying for me... People in the rivers and lakes cannot help themselves..."

.....

"Prime Minister! The young master is back, something big has happened!"

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, a man who looked like a butler rushed into the study in a hurry.

Prime Minister Chen was practicing calligraphy, and his hand stopped moving, put down the pen and raised his head with a slightly gloomy expression.

"What happened? Something went wrong with the Heart-Slaying Sword?"

"I received the news when the young master entered the city and immediately sent someone to pick him up. He was seriously injured and his flying boat was destroyed. It was said that the Heart-Slaying Sword was robbed on the way. He will be at the Prime Minister's residence in a while."

Chen Xiang was speechless. He stood up and paced with his hands behind his back, talking to himself.

"The Heart-Slaying Sword is lost... Who is so bold as to dare to rob me of my things?"

"The young master said that he was a casual cultivator. At first, he was in the wild and was tempted to check the Heart-Slaying Sword. As a result, he was discovered by a Jindan casual cultivator and had evil intentions. The two of them fought together, but he didn't expect that there was a master behind the casual cultivator. In a hurry, he could only abandon the sword and run away, and immediately come back to report."

"Immediately send a letter to Qinglei Pavilion, asking when he took the sword from Qinglei Pavilion and what happened to the sword after the second refining."

"Tell Chen Tianhe not to enter the mansion, and make him kneel outside the mansion gate without asking clearly."

"Prime Minister, you don't suspect that the young master coveted the sword, right?" The housekeeper asked in surprise.

"What do you think? Is he greedy for the sword?" Chen Xiang frowned.

"I don't think it's possible! Although the young master loves magic weapons, no matter how good the magic weapons are, he is still the most important. He can still clearly distinguish between the important and the unimportant."

"Besides, if the young master really covets the Heart-Slaying Sword, why wait until now? He could have taken action when he gave the sword to him. There is no need to wait until now."

"The Tianxin Domain is so large that no one knows how many casual cultivators there are. Being attacked and robbed of treasures is very common. I don't think the young master has any motive to do such a thing."

"We should send someone to find the sword now. It is an eighth-grade magic weapon of the Earth Rank. If it is thrown into the outside world, any force will go crazy."

Chen Xiang snorted coldly, swung his sleeves, and finally showed a trace of anger: "It is still unknown where it was robbed."

"The magic weapon belongs to Xu Shan. If an outsider gets it and sees it, it will be a disaster. If he knew that it was owned by someone, he would hide it immediately. "

"The whereabouts of a wandering cultivator are erratic. Tell me how to find it! How to find it!"

"The young master is also a victim in this matter. Why not ask him to come in and ask..."

"There is no need for that! I don't want to doubt him, but I can't let go of any possibility." Chen Xiang sat down again and continued to practice calligraphy. "Check the news first. You go to interrogate him in person. After you have found out the information, send a team to find the sword. Don't let him enter the mansion until the information is clear!"

"Incompetence is a crime. He can mess up such a small matter. How dare he come in!"

"Also, don't tell Xu Shan about this. Find out the result for me within two months."

"The young master's injuries are very serious..." The housekeeper hesitated.

Chen Xiang paused.

".....Go find a pill to heal him."

.....