Chapter Forty-Six: The Funeral
Li Wuyuan was swallowed by the tears of his soul, and if his soul was gone, he couldn't even be reincarnated......
Seeing Li Wuyuan's tragic appearance, Yunhe howled in pain.
"Master, save my ......"
In his ears, Li Wuyuan's last desperate voice seemed to sound.
Yunhe's heart hurts very much, as if his heart has been hollowed out!
"It's useless for the teacher, it's because the teacher didn't come to save you in time, and I'm sorry for you. ”
"Wuyuan, you came back to life!"
Yun He hugged Li Wuyuan's remains and cried.
Just when Yunhe was tragically digging up Li Wuyuan's remains, Qian Xiaoshan and the others also arrived.
Li Wuyuan's eyes that couldn't close were still gray and cloudy, and the broken fingers were full of white bones, Qian Xiaoshan felt a chill on her scalp when she saw it, and felt that Li Wuyuan was staring at her, she hurriedly twisted it, and regretted that she was curious to run over to see this terrible picture.
She felt sick to her stomach, covered her mouth, and bent down to vomit.
Oh my God, that little young master is really gone...... No wonder the fox man suddenly goes crazy!
Compared with the miserable situation of the little young master, Lin Tianyou and Wu Lifu's fate of turning into ashes is really too cheap for them!
Seeing this situation, Qian Xiaoxin and Mei Zhengqing didn't dare to go over suddenly. In this case, they are just bystanders, they can't help Yunhe, and they don't know how to comfort Yunhe.
Canglian, who was guarding the side, looked at the grieving master with sympathetic eyes, worried that the master would hurt himself if he continued to grieve like this. He felt that he had to cheer up his master as soon as possible!
Cang Lian rolled his eyes and said respectfully to Yunhe:
"Master, the deceased is gone, you have to mourn and change! The top priority is to take care of the young master's aftermath first. ”
That's right! Canglian reminded himself.
How could he only care about grief and crying, even ignoring Wuyuan's last dignity, and let him sleep so unbearably?
"Purple Lotus......" Yunhe wept and summoned Purple Lotus.
The purple lotus' divine and warm light bathed Li Wuyuan, and soon the mutilated body was repaired intact.
The light also turned into a spiritual wind, gently washing away the mud and dust from his body.
The tattered garment, soaked with fluid and mud, had melted away. Lingfeng turned into a spotless white coat and packed the intact remains.
Finally, Yun He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Li Wuyuan's cheek, and his unblinding eyes finally closed. There was a young and handsome face reflected under his eyes, no longer naughty and arrogant in the past, a little more warm and serene, as if he was quietly asleep in Yunhe's arms.
Looking at Li Wuyuan's sleeping appearance, Yunhe always felt that he had not left him, maybe in the next moment, he would open his eyes naughtily, joke with himself, Master, I'm fine! I'm sorry to worry you.
The phantom of Li Wuyuan kept appearing in Yunhe's mind, his voice and smile were so smart and vivid, where was a person who had passed away and his soul was gone?
I can't just let Wuyuan leave me.
I'm going to bring him back to life!
He is already a god, and he successfully sent Qiu Hai to be reincarnated, why can't he resurrect the poor little apprentice?
Yun He immediately closed his eyes, calmed down, and sat motionless with Li Wuyuan firmly in his arms.
He was using his divine thoughts to summon Li Wuyuan's remnant soul to return to the earth and the heavens and the earth.
Even if there is only a trace of soul that can be summoned back!
He was so extravagant.
Time seemed to stand still, and everyone silently mourned for Li Wuyuan.
They also thought that the sad Yunhe was just saying his final goodbye to Li Wuyuan, and no one dared to disturb their last peace. Who would have thought that Yun He wanted to resurrect Li Wuyuan, and was using his divine thoughts to engage in a fierce battle with the saint-level enchantment.
That saint-level seed had been sleeping on the Vault Divine Island for tens of thousands of years, building layers of thick enchantments here, and Yunhe's divine thoughts could not extend out to sense heaven and earth at all.
Yun He was not discouraged, he continued to use his divine thoughts to impact the enchantment, and he couldn't wait to defeat this enchantment!
Even with the help of Purple Lotus, he only had the strength of the Nine Heavenly Gods, and how could he compete with the saint-level enchantment, which was like going against the sky, and soon his divine thoughts were counterattacked by the enchantment, and his heart was traumatized.
"Poof!", he took a mouthful of fishy fluid.
Seeing Yunhe suddenly vomit blood, Qian Xiaoshan was very surprised. I thought: I didn't expect this fox man to be quite emotional, and he was so sad!
Thinking of how mean she has been to Yunhe these days, and seeing that Yunhe is now sad like this, Qian Xiaoshan felt a little sorry in her heart, but also sympathized with Yunhe, so she kindly said loudly:
"Fox man, look at it!"
Unexpectedly, before the words were finished, the blonde spider demon who had been guarding Yunhe's side suddenly teleported to Qian Xiaoshan's side with a "whoosh!", covered her mouth, and whispered in a cold and angry tone:
"In order to summon Li Wuyuan's soul, the master is fighting against the enchantment of the Firmament Divine Island, and now is a critical juncture, if you are not careful, you will go mad, you give me a whisper! If there is anything wrong with the master, you don't want to live!"
Qian Xiaoshan sweated and immediately shut up!
Summoning a soul? Do you still want a person who has lost his breath to come back to life? Is this fox man crazy?
But she really didn't dare to say another word, because Canglian was a very terrifying spider demon, and when she followed Yunhe all the way to this side, she had already seen many black-clothed people who were killed by insects along the way.
Don't ask, it's all the hands of this spider demon.
Cang Lian was relieved to see that this woman was finally honest. He looked at his master worriedly, hoping that he would be safe.
Thinking that he had occupied the Fox Immortal Hall on Wangchuan Island for decades, and had also embezzled the name of his master to trade with humans, the master not only did not get angry with him, but after hearing about his suffering, he also generously gave a large number of holy products to supplement the Yuan Pill to cure his mother's injuries, and when he showed his determination to follow him, he not only fulfilled himself, but also helped himself survive the divine calamity and achieve positive results.
The heart of the master is so kind and kind.
Kind and benevolent people will have a more delicate heart, more sentimentality, and more likely to be hurt.
Now Canglian will understand how sad the master who lost his beloved disciple will be.
He wanted to repay the favor and share the pain and sorrow for the master, but he couldn't help the master, except for telling others to shut up, he could only silently stay by the master's side, watching the master cough up blood one by one, dyeing the green clothes red.
Looking at it, Canglian was so sad that he cried.
Divine Book Space.
Tang Zixi didn't know that her little husband was risking the backlash of his divine thoughts in order to recall Li Wuyuan's soul, fighting against the saint-level enchantment that had covered the Dome Divine Island for thousands of years.
She was intently studying the mysterious Saint-level seed.
The strange thing is that after the seed came to the Shenshu space, it was like a happy fish returning to the water, and like a little baby who returned home, it was jumping around in the Shenshu space excitedly, looking at its appearance, it seemed to like this space very much.
Suddenly, that kind of child flew in front of Tang Zixi again, and gently rubbed the bag in Tang Zixi's hand.
This bag was given to Tang Zixi by Yunhe at the time of parting, and it contained a bag of soil that was also of the holy level.
Yunhe said that the seeds of the holy grade are matched with the soil of the holy grade, and if she carries them, it may be useful.
I didn't expect this seed to really react to this bag of dough.
Tang Zixi smiled: "Seeds, do you want to pack colored clay here?"
The seed shook slightly, as if nodding, very spiritual.
"Here!" Tang Zixi spread out his hand, and the bag flew in front of the seed.
The seed happily jumped in the void a few times, and the colored clay in the bag seemed to be inspired, as if it flew upside down from the bag towards the seed, forming a rainbow bridge of curved mud and sand.
"Bang la la" dough happily swirled around the seeds, under the care of the dough, the seeds seemed to become more excited, and the heartbeat of "poof, puff, puff" was even more violent than just now, shaking Tang Zixi's soul.
In the twilight, there seemed to be an invisible force that wanted to combine Tang Zixi and that seed, and there was only one opportunity left.
Ever since she met this seed, Tang Zixi felt that this seed had been calling for her.
Is it trying to make a pact with itself?
Tang Zixi was very curious, so she forced a drop of blood from her fingertips, and then dripped it on the surface of the seed.
A drop of blood is a contract, which is the easiest way to confess the Lord.
Because it was just a small seed, not a soul creature, Tang Zixi couldn't establish a soul contract with it.
The blood is like rain poured on dry land, quickly refined by the skin of the seed.
Tang Zixi watched intently, waiting for the change. Soon a gap suddenly cracked in the epidermis of the seed, and Tang Zixi was overjoyed, could it be that the seed was about to germinate?
Unexpectedly, in the next moment, the seed suddenly "banged" with a loud bang, with the seed as the center, and the surrounding void was annihilated by this power.
Tang Zixi immediately teleported away from this area, and his heart was startled.
It was a bombardment of saint-level power, if he hadn't avoided it, it was estimated that he would have been blasted into cosmic dust by now!
Fortunately, I collected the seeds to do these tests, if I put them outside, I am afraid that the entire Dome Divine Island, even the entire Red Flame Country, and even the entire mortal world will be moved to the ground.
Tang Zixi used his divine mind to sense the situation of that kind of child.
It was found that in the center of the area where the seeds were bombarded, there was a very hot gas swirling at high speed, like a dreamy colored mist. This cloud is very small, and the ruler is only about a foot.
Tang Zixi could sense the incomparably vast and vital energy emanating from this colorful cloud. It is like a baby that has not yet taken shape, and every minute and every second it is rapidly refining the free heaven and earth aura in the Divine Mountain Space and growing.
Tang Zixi didn't feel any danger in this colored cloud, it seemed to have merged with the Divine Book and became a part of the Divine Book space, just like the mushroom field of the Red Dandan, just an out-of-phase life that grew in this space.
Tang Zixi smiled, which showed that he had succeeded in confessing to the Lord with that seed.
Now this cloud is probably the growth mechanism of the seed after the seed confessed to itself, and the most primitive form appeared.
This magical seed finally "sprouted", and Tang Zixi was curious about what it would be when it grew up.