Everyone expressed their opinions, but they remained true to their origins.
No one wanted to disturb the soul of Mr.
Jiao Minglun anymore.
"Celestial Master, is there a best-of-both-worlds way that can not disturb Lord Jiao Minglun but also bring Lord Jiao Minglun's body back to his homeland?"
Han Yongzhong hurriedly asked Qingfeng for advice.
"In my opinion, if you have disturbed Mr.
Jiao Minglun, you have to ask him personally.
As for bringing Mr.
Jiao Minglun's body back to his hometown, I'm afraid it is impossible."
Qingfeng replied calmly and calmly.
Han Yongzhong was shocked.
Thinking of the dispute between Old Man Li and Tian Guang just now, he hurriedly asked Qingfeng again.
"Could it be that as Daddy Li said, Mr.
Jiao Minglun's body will die if he can't leave the island?"
Qingfeng nodded and replied seriously.
"But there is an alternative.
We can bring Mr.
Jiao Minglun's ashes back to his hometown for burial."
"The intention of the ashes master is to cremate Master Jiao Minglun's body on the island."
Han Yongzhong had not thought of this method before.
"Master Han, the Heavenly Master's method is feasible," Old Shao and Old Man Li said in unison.
Han Yongzhong thought for a moment and felt that this was the only method that was appropriate.
"Then ask the Heavenly Master to do the work of ghosts and gods, and ask Master Jiao Minglun to see if he agrees with the method we have discussed."
Qingfeng immediately nodded in agreement and motioned for everyone to kneel down in front of Master Jiao Minglun's body.
"Master, there is nothing in this cave, not to mention that the Taoist charms we brought have been soaked in sea water.
How can we open an altar and do the magic?"
Xin Yun asked in confusion.
Qingfeng smiled and replied calmly.
"Don't worry, I have my own way to summon spirits and ask questions without Taoist talismans."
"Ah, how can we do that?"
Xin Yun was shocked.
"Yes, Heavenly Master.
Although I don't understand the matter of asking ghosts and gods for divination, I have seen you open an altar and practice it.
Now that Taoist talismans cannot be used, how do you summon spirits?"
Han Yongzhong asked curiously.
"Just use it if you are a poor Taoist," Qingfeng said, and took out his peach wood sword again.
"Celestial Master, it seems that we can open our eyes again this time."
Tian Guang, who had been refuted by Old Man Li just now, finally spoke.
"Everyone doesn't know that after a person dies, there is still a trace of Yin energy lingering around the body.
Pindao can try to use the peach wood sword to disrupt this Yin energy.
In this way, the soul of Mr.
Jiao Minglun can be alarmed, and then we can be killed.
The matter of disposing of the remains is clear," Qingfeng said unhurriedly.
After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized.
"I see, please ask the Heavenly Master to ask questions immediately," Han Yongzhong said calmly.
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Qingfeng then slowly raised his peach wood sword, pointed the blade downward, and inserted it deeply into the ground.
He began to recite the incantation, and the peach wood sword immediately began to glow and vibrate in an instant.
Then, Qingfeng explained what he was asking word for word.
"Master Jiao, Mr.
Qingfeng and others came to the island by chance.
Fortunately, they found the body of Mr.
Jiao, so they wanted to cremate it and take it back to their hometown for resettlement.
I don't know how Mr.
Jiao will do it.
Please put aside your dying stiffness and respond as he promised."
To everyone's surprise, after Qingfeng read it twice, Lord Jiao Minglun's body showed no reaction at all.
"Master, could it be that you didn't disturb Lord Jiao Minglun's soul?"
Xin Yun, who was kneeling aside, whispered to his master Qingfeng.
"Master's peach wood sword shook so hard that it must have alarmed Lord Jiao Minglun's soul.
Perhaps it was because Master ignored some details that Master Jiao Minglun's soul did not respond."
Qingfeng said calmly.
Xin Yun looked up at Master Jiao Minglun's body, then thought of the final book, and boldly said to his master Qingfeng.
"Master, could it be that Mr.
Jiao Minglun is unwilling to die with his eyes closed?"
"Everyone is dead, no matter how unwilling he is, it won't matter."
Tian Guang, who heard the conversation between master and apprentice Qingfeng, quietly interjected.
"No, before a person dies, if he dies with his eyes closed, there will always be a sense of resentment.
If this resentment is not eliminated, the soul of the deceased will not pay attention to any outsiders."
Qingfeng suddenly understood and explained calmly.
"Master Tian, wouldn't that be more troublesome?"
Tian Guang asked worriedly.
"Tian Guangxiu is talking nonsense, the Heavenly Master has his own reasons."
Han Yongzhong, who had been silent, signaled to Tian Guang.
"Master Han, Tian Guang's worry is not unreasonable.
Pindao will try again."
After Qingfeng finished speaking, he reported the same thing twice to the previous one, but added a few words at the end.
"Jiao Gong's great reputation was harmed by traitors.
Now that the truth has been revealed to future generations, he should rest in peace."
After he finished speaking, the mahogany sword stuck on the ground vibrated so much that it slowly broke away from the fine sand and became crooked.
The surprised people raised their heads and saw that Jiao Minglun's hand that had been pointing at the top of the cave suddenly seemed to have lost its support and suddenly fell down, flat on the ground.
"The poor Taoist Qingfeng greets Mr.
Jiao."
Seeing this, Qingfeng silently recited the incantation to his heart.
The Taomu Sword instantly stopped vibrating crazily and motioned for everyone to follow him and get up.
"Celestial Master, Mr.
Jiao Minglun has appeared.
He has agreed to the method of disposal proposed by the Celestial Master.
Then please ask the Celestial Master to lead the cremation," Han Yongzhong said politely.
"Mr.
Han, you don't have to be polite.
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This is a matter that belongs to the poor Taoist.
If you want to properly dispose of Mr.
Jiao Minglun's body, there must be no delay.
The sooner the better," Qingfeng said calmly.
"I understand the Tianshi's good intentions and don't want any harm to Duke Jiao's body," Han Yongzhong said calmly.
"It won't be too late.
Let's prepare dry firewood outside the cave right away.
When everything is ready, we will take Master Jiao Minglun's body out for cremation," Qingfeng said to everyone seriously.
So, everyone hurried out of the cave and started looking for dry firewood everywhere.
In less than half an hour, they built a fire bed with dry firewood outside the cave.
Qingfeng and Han Yongzhong immediately took the people back to the cave.
When the sky outside the cave dimmed, they carefully took out Jiao Minglun's body and placed it on the pile of dry firewood.
"My Lord Jiao, I, the poor Taoist Qingfeng, and everyone here respectfully invite you to return your soul to your homeland."
Qingfeng finished speaking passionately and lit the pile of dry firewood.
Facing the breeze blowing from the sea, thick smoke came out of the piled dry firewood, and a raging fire immediately ignited, making bursts of crackling sounds.
After nightfall, Master Jiao Minglun's body was cremated.
Everyone took the clay pots from the boat, put them away, and placed them on the fishing boat.
Since it was getting late, after consulting Old Man Li, everyone decided to spend the night on the island and set off again after dawn.
It was night, Qingfeng, who had just fallen asleep, saw the smiling Mr.
Jiao Minglun walking towards him in a daze.
"Your Majesty, the Heavenly Master, please accept my obeisance."
Jiao Minglun saluted Qingfeng.
"Jiao Gong is a poor man," he said.
The breeze quickly lifted Jiao Minglun up.
"Tianshi, the future is dangerous, you must be more careful."
As soon as Jiao Minglun finished speaking, Qingfeng felt extremely cold all over his body.
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