If it was the latter, Lao Bai took a deep look at Zhang Fan's back and said, "Master, I remember your breath. As long as you are still on this planet, no matter where you go or who you become, I will be able to find you."
Zhang Fan smiled when he heard this: "This is the best. Mortals don't live long. Maybe one day they will notice that my breath has disappeared and they will definitely come and bury me properly."
"I will!" Lao Bai gritted his teeth, turned around cruelly, and flew away on his sword.
Zhang Fan turned his head and looked into the depths of the snowfield. A little mink with a snow-white body and bright eyes poked its head out from under the thick snow shell.
Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and saw that the little mink suddenly spoke in human language.
"What are you laughing at, ordinary person? I'm asking you, do I look like a human being?"
Zhang Fan shook his head: "It seems that the ginseng fruit tree has been connected to Kunlun, and the connection between this world and the sky has been broken. The day when the three thousand small worlds return to the primitive world will definitely appear in the future."
Zhang Fan walked forward and picked up the little mink that had just achieved success in its cultivation.
He did not walk towards the densely populated area, but took firm steps towards the deeper mountains, forests and snowfields.
Ten years later, the old man of the Rong family passed away. Even at the last moment of his life, they did not find the person who saved the entire family.
Li Hongyu attended the funeral, accompanied by Xu Zijun, and Xiao Jinlong and his group.
Mr. Fei brought a very young-looking girl, accompanied Rong Lecheng and a group of grieving Rong family members to the funeral hall.
"Don't be so sad, everyone. Before he passed away, the old man was very open-minded. He thought that his passing had relieved him of a heavy burden."
Rong Lecheng's father read out the contents of the suicide note.
The Rong family was completely torn apart by the old man's suicide note.
In fact, they had been prepared for such an outcome. After all, the Rong family was now too big, so big that it was full of threats.
The whole hall was solemn. Xu Zijun turned his head and said, "The old friend left, but why didn't he come back? And Hua Yueying...the exotic flowers and plants in the courtyard are growing more and more luxuriant, but why don't the owners of these flowers and plants want to come back and take a look?"
Listening to Xu Zijun's mumbling, Li Hongyu's face became even more sad.
The mighty man who was the incarnation of the little golden dragon suddenly frowned, quietly made a hand gesture, looked up at the air, and suddenly a look of joy appeared on his face.
"He's coming!"
"Who?" Several people seemed a little confused!
However, except for Xu Zijun, all the people who had been by Zhang Fan's side had cultivation skills, and they all used their methods. In the void, a small white mink with bright fur appeared above the funeral pavilion.
And next to the little white mink, there was a phantom, which was the soul of the old man of the Rong family.
"Old man, you better follow me closely. The reincarnation in the tunnels now is different from before. And that Zhang Fan has given me a death order. If I reveal my whereabouts, I will definitely be blamed when I return... You better hold on to my tail!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the little white mink, carrying the soul of the old man of the Rong family, headed straight to the north.
The little golden dragon rushed out immediately, and Xu Zijun and others followed immediately behind him.
They moved in unison, attracting the attention of everyone present.
Seeing the serious faces of Li Hongyu and others, they couldn't help but frown.
When Rong Lecheng saw this, he subconsciously chased after him. He had a hunch that perhaps that person would appear again.
Deep in the forest of the extreme north, not far from the border, in the heavy snow, a young man in his thirties wrapped in fur, breathing out thick white air, carefully climbed up to the tree house built on the tree.
He took off his hat and fur coat, revealing an ordinary face and a slightly thin figure.
On the right side of the tree house, there was a fire pit made of stones. He picked up some firewood and threw it in, then lit the fire with his chilblained hands. Then he sat on the floor of the wooden house contentedly, watching the burning fire, with a long-lost smile on his face.
"Unconsciously, a long time has passed. In the fifth year, the influence of the Heaven and Earth Pawnshop on me has been reduced to the lowest level... I feel tired and old, and I also feel that my body's ability to repair itself is rapidly weakening. After being used to surpassing mortals, it is really amazing to suddenly feel like a human again."
This man was Zhang Fan. Over the past ten years, his connection with the seal of the Tiandi Pawnshop had become increasingly weaker.
Once, he was so angry that he wanted to take back the Tiandi Pawn Shop, but he finally chose to give up.
He is by no means a saint, just an ordinary man.
He could feel people's joy, anger, sorrow, pain and helplessness. He even thought about regretting it when he was about to die one day.
However, it was precisely because he was a human that he clearly witnessed the appearance of the Heavenly Dao or the Earthly Dao being controlled! Therefore, he prevented any force from invading the core of the Heaven and Earth Pawnshop.
Even Hua Yueying is now just a guardian, but no longer a controller.
This will ensure that the evolution of the underground reincarnation follows the direction of destiny and is not changed by humans or their will. This can eliminate all ills and is the evolution that humans want to see the most.
Naturally, endlessly. This is the true Tao!
The door curtain of the tree house shook, and a white mink the size of a palm walked in leisurely using its hind paws and taking human-like steps.
"I say, Lao Zhang, why did you ask me to run so far to bring back a mortal soul? There is nothing special about this old man. Just now I asked this old man if I looked like a human being, and he just smiled and didn't say anything. He looked like he had Alzheimer's disease. Don't expect me to take care of him. It's already difficult for me to support a living person like you."
Listening to the white mink's words, Zhang Fan rolled his eyes at it in annoyance: "If I hadn't taught you how to practice, you probably wouldn't even know how to do the orthodox breathing exercises. How could you have the magical powers you have today? Why... have you grown wings and want to fly solo?"
If the little white mink had a face like a human, it would definitely blush. After hearing Zhang Fan's ridicule, it jumped onto the table to the right of the fire pit with dissatisfaction. A solid wood stump was placed on the wooden table. The little white mink moved its claws quickly, and soon a puppet was made.
With a long exhalation, a hint of life appeared on the puppet.
Zhang Fan looked at the puppet: "Old friend, I have given up the power to control fate. So, you can only live in this way for the time being. I once saw that a strong man would appear in the Rong family. But this time is very long. As long as you wait until that time, you can revive and return without relying on others."
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