The old man in white took Xia Ji and others away. Before leaving, he left three sword intents on Fang Chen's grave.

In his words, even if Zhong Sanzhong came here to see these three sword intents, he had to leave obediently and dare not act rashly.

The Jade Fairy did not leave with them, but stayed here alone and built a wooden house next to Fang Chen's grave.

"Criminal, I couldn't be with you often before, but from today on, I will appear in front of you every day, don't bother me."

Fairy Jade looked at the tombstone and smiled sly, then sat in front of the tombstone and muttered, talking about her experience after she and the female sword cultivator went to the Xuxian Sword Sect.

Fang Chen also sat next to her and listened quietly, occasionally replying, but unfortunately the Jade Fairy couldn't hear it.

A few hours later, Fairy Jade finally said she was tired and went back to the house to meditate and practice.

Fang Chen's eyes looked at the place where Daxia was.

He did not follow Xia Ji and the others back because he knew that there was an old man in white and a female sword cultivator, and Xia Ji could use their strength to deal with all the problems.

Half a year has passed in a blink of an eye.

Xia Ji and the female sword cultivator came in full swing.

The female sword cultivator went to find the Jade Fairy, but Xia Ji came to the tombstone and said softly:

"In the past six months, I have found some remnants of the Blood Spirit Sect. Now the countries such as Daxia, Qingsong, Longdu have completely returned to normal, and no problems will occur in the short term.

There is also Senior Huang, who has left seven sword intents in our Daxia, which is enough to protect Daxia for a hundred years. In a hundred years, I should have enough strength to do something for Daxia.”

He paused, "By the way, the emperor you chose Xia Yuan is not bad. Although he is a little younger, he has the fifth uncle and Jiang Shangshu and others to take care of him and will soon become a wise king."

"I also went to your house. The old man was in good health and had a high level of cultivation. Your parents were traveling around. When I went there, they had just left the house and couldn't see him.

And your second uncle, who is sitting in a wheelchair all day long, I clearly found that his legs are good, by the way, his martial arts cultivation has been promoted to Tianxuan.

As for Fang Yun, this girl has now become the number one master in Daxia, challenging her everywhere. To be honest, using monks' methods is indeed a bit unlucky. If you come back to life, you will say a few words to her."

"And you three demon cultivators, I gave them some spirit stones. They seemed quite loyal. Having them guarding near the Fang Mansion is also a safe guarantee."

"Then... I went to that bun shop. The boss passed away last year. His son inherited the family business and made buns. It tasted good when we were young. It would be better to try it after you live."

Xia Ji was talking for a while, but after a while, he suddenly fell silent for a few breaths, and then smiled bitterly:

"I dare not tell you what you are doing now. They all think that you are practicing outside. I really dare not say that you don't blame me."

"I don't blame you..."

Fang Chen sighed softly.

The old man and the others didn’t know their current situation yet. This was a good thing. At least Daxia would not cause some chaos.

Anyway, he has confidence that his body will come alive sooner or later. Instead of letting them worry for nothing, it is better to hide it from it first.

At this moment, the female sword cultivator and the Jade Fairy walked over together. The Jade Fairy's eyes were red, and she obviously cried.

"Criminal, I can't accompany you anymore. Senior sister said that I have been on the 12th Qi Refining Level for a long time. It's time to go back to build the foundation. I will come over after I successfully build the foundation."

The Jade Fairy said in a crying voice.

"Little junior sister, I will come with you until then."

The female sword cultivator said softly.

Then, she glanced at Xia Ji: "If you have time in the future, you can go to Xuxian Sword Sect to find us. Remember my name, I am Jing Yuehan, the Jijianfeng Jing of Xuxian Sect."

After saying that, the female sword cultivator took the Jade Fairy to break through the air.

When Xia Ji saw them flying far away, he took out the wine and braised vegetables, and sat on Fang Chen's grave to drink wine with him all night.

The next day, Xia Ji slowly left with a slightly drunken indulgence.

"Go again then."

Fang Chen waved his hand with a smile.

After Xia Ji walked away, he turned around and looked at the jade coffin, and the soil could not block his gaze.

In the jade coffin, his body had changed a little, and a faint blood color was added under his sallow skin.

This is obviously a good thing, which shows that his physical body is indeed recovering. As long as the time comes and the physical body recovers to the beginning, he will be able to survive again.

In a blink of an eye, another half a year has passed.

Fang Chen calculated the time and had been away from Daxia for almost two years.

During this period, travelers occasionally passed by here and stayed in the wooden house. They would also sing a stick of incense in front of his grave and treat him as the owner of the wooden house.

"Is it here?"

Suddenly, a figure came from far to near, and was about to approach the grave, the figure suddenly accelerated and came to the grave like a flash of lightning.

"No, it's impossible!"

Fang Yun looked at the words on the tombstone and her eyes suddenly turned red.

"Why are you here?"

Fang Chen frowned slightly.

Xia Ji clearly stated that he had not told them about his situation, so why could Fang Yun find this place?

"Well... Maybe it was what Xiaoke told Miss Qingyao?"

Fang Chen sighed softly.

"How could my brother die so easily! I don't believe it!"

Fang Yun said as she reached out to dig the soil, but immediately she stopped again. After a while of silence, she chuckled:

"I must have lie to me, so I don't believe it!"

After saying that, Fang Yun turned around and left.

"The fourth level of Qi Refining has not fallen."

Fang Chen smiled.

He believed that Fang Yun would adjust her mentality soon, and this girl didn't need others to worry about since she was a child.

Fang Chen glanced at the jade coffin, and his corpse changed a little again in the jade coffin.

The rosy under the skin is already quite obvious, and the body is even a little rounder than before, indicating that the flesh and blood are being reorganized.

"It's enough time."

Fang Chen smiled faintly and turned back to the wooden house.

Time flies, and it is another winter in a blink of an eye.

A huge tiger slowly came to the tombstone on the thick snow.

It kowtowed nine times on its knees, then ran into the forest and lived, occasionally coming to the tombstone to wander around.

"Thushan Lord is here too..."

Fang Chen shook his head gently.

A few months later.

Xu Ge, Tiema, Huang Sihai, and Zhao Yan came to the tombstone with dozens of figures.

"Criminal, we're here to see you."

Xu Ge said while posing with wine.

Fang Chen stood aside and looked at these Daxia Guards, and suddenly felt a little relieved.

Zhao Yan has not yet begun to practice the Purple Qi Art, but his martial arts cultivation has steadily entered the realm of the Martial Emperor.

The fourth realm of Tianxuan, the imperial energy!

Xu Ge and Huang Sihai had spiritual power in their bodies and the second level of Qi refining.

Iron Horse seems to have no talent for cultivation, but its martial arts cultivation is gradually increasing. Now it is the third level of Earth Xuan Returning to the Yuanqi.

The others are also very good. A few of them are already at the Qi Refining Level, and Yuzhe’s martial arts cultivation is not weak either.

They have truly grown up and can stand on their own.

At night, everyone was drinking in front of Fang Chen's grave. If anyone had a drink, he would pour Fang Chen a glass.

"According to your drinking method, can I withstand it? I'm not drunk for a thousand cups."

Fang Chen muttered in a low voice.

Suddenly, Huang Sihai began to cry loudly, and the crying brought all the Hushan Lord, but it recognized Huang Sihai and just stood quietly in the distance and looked at it.

The next day, everyone packed up and left.

Fang Chen took a look at his body again.

Well, it's not bad, it's recovering in an orderly manner.
Chapter completed!