The beautiful and dreamy colored clouds were like a ray of hope, and it was related to whether Tang Zixi and Yunhe could obtain the power of the saint-level to defeat the Sky Swallowing Beast and the Holy Emperor.

At this moment, at the moment when Tang Zixi established a contract with the seed in the Divine Book Space, the enchantment that had shrouded the Dome Divine Island for thousands of years suddenly shattered like the glass that had been hit, and then dissipated into the heavens and the earth like smoke.

In the Moxiang Dan Garden, Yunhe's long-lost sensing ability finally returned, and without the enchantment eroding his divine thoughts, his divine thoughts quickly covered the void of the Firmament Divine Island.

He silently said: Xixi, thank you!

Only Tang Zixi can make this enchantment disappear.

This is the critical juncture to recover Li Wuyuan's dissipated soul, as time passes by second, Li Wuyuan's remnant soul will fade a little, he still doesn't dare to be careless, his eyes are tightly closed, racing against time, and he is engrossed in finding Li Wuyuan's remnant soul.

There were still bright red blood beads on the corners of his pale mouth, but he suddenly smiled with relief, because after all the hardships and hardships, he finally captured a wisp of Li Wuyuan's remnant soul......

However, because of the existence of this enchantment, the best rescue time was delayed, and Yunhe could only help poor Wuyuan recover an incomplete remnant soul.

In this remnant soul, there was not even any memory of Li Wuyuan's life.

It also has to do with the fact that before he died, he was torn apart by Wooliff and extracted all his memories. His memories were shattered the moment his soul was torn apart.

Yun He slowly opened his eyes, and a faint soul fire slowly condensed in his palm.

This soul fire is extremely faint, pale gray, and if it appears, it seems to be extinguished at any time and disperse with the wind.

This was the only remaining remnant soul that Li Wuyuan could summon.

Yun He hugged Li Wuyuan's already cold body with one hand, and carefully held this group of remnant souls in the palm of his hand with the other, and the power of the purple lotus gently cared for it. His eyes were still sad, and tears were still there.

Yunhe lowered his head and said softly to the sleeping Li Wuyuan in a bleak and sad voice:

"Wuyuan, you can sleep peacefully for a while, and the teacher will definitely find a way to wake you up. ”

After speaking, he gently sent the soul fire in his palm, and it crossed into Li Wuyuan's body, he gently recited an ancient incantation, and the lotus finger of his right hand gently waved one spiritual handprint after another into Li Wuyuan's body.

Those handprints shimmered with a beautiful and mysterious purple aura, and looking at it from a distance, Li Wuyuan, who was sleeping in Yunhe's arms, seemed to be surrounded by a group of beautiful purple spirits. The purple elves danced around him enthusiastically, as if praying for him in his slumber.

It's a magical scene, both beautiful and bleak.

Everyone watched dumbfounded, infected by the sadness of the fox fairy Yunhe, and there was a faint sadness in their hearts more or less. I was also moved by the parting of their master and apprentice, and I also prayed in my heart that a miracle would happen, hoping that the little master who had passed away would come back, and that the fox fairy would stop crying sadly.

Yun He knew that it was only a wisp of Li Wuyuan's remnant soul that was recalled, and it was still impossible for him to come back to life just by repairing his body.

He was now doing his best to seal this remnant soul in that lifeless body, because the soul and body had been cut off for too long, and the damage was too severe, now Li Wuyuan looked intact, but in fact it was only like a container for the soul.

He had no heartbeat, no consciousness, and no movement.

He is no different from death.

But Yunhe didn't stop, still waving one handprint after another, constantly crossing the purple lotus's aura into Li Wuyuan's soul and body.

He practiced the mysteries of each mudra with great delicacy, and he poured all his energy into it, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Originally, he was eaten by the enchantment of the saint-level seed, and the injured divine thoughts had not yet been repaired, how could he be so tired and sad to toss? The blue and red are intertwined, and it is very appalling.

Yunhe didn't care, as if he wasn't spitting out his own blood.

I don't know how long it took, but the corners of his mouth finally showed a pale and relieved smile.

After his fingers quickly and deftly drew the last mudra, Li Wuyuan's remnant soul finally stabilized.

In fact, if Yunhe poured Li Wuyuan and drank a few mouthfuls of fox blood at this moment, he might be demonized by the fox blood and resurrected in the state of a zombie like a little wolf.

However, the little wolf's matter was already a tragedy, it was Yunhe's unintentional mistake, and he didn't want Li Wuyuan to follow in the little wolf's footsteps and become a zombie.

If he could, he hoped that the poor apprentice could live like a normal person, even if he lost his memory and cultivation, he would just be an ordinary mortal.

Yun He had already stopped pouring the power of the purple lotus into Li Wuyuan's body, but the purple aura generated by his handprint just now still lingered on Li Wuyuan's body and did not disperse.

The purple aura was like a purple feather coat, like a dream, gently and flexibly covering Li Wuyuan's body, making Li Wuyuan's delicate face look hazy. Because his face was too pale, his face was a little poignant.

Yunhe stood up with Li Wuyuan in his arms, because he was too focused and maintained that action for too long because of his divine power, his feet were numb, and he staggered forward a few steps, but fortunately, there was no danger, he still held Li Wuyuan steadily, and he didn't even let Li Wuyuan be shaken much.

Li Wuyuan still slept soundly in Yunhe's arms, as if he trusted his master so much, knowing that the master would definitely not let him be hurt again.

"Master, are you okay?" Seeing that Yunhe's face had been wrong, and he hadn't even wiped the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, the spider demon Canglian was very worried, and he finally couldn't help asking.

Qian Xiaoshan curiously glanced at Li Wuyuan in Yunhe's arms.

Li Wuyuan's face was still white and blue, without the slightest vitality, although he looked like he was not injured at all on the outside, and his whole body was still purified, it was clearly still a dead man without a heartbeat!

"Fox man, aren't you an immortal? Aren't immortals omnipotent? Why hasn't this little young master come back to life yet?" Qian Xiaoshan couldn't help but say.

When Qian Xiaoxin heard this, he shouted in his heart!

Why can't my sister's outspoken personality be changed?

Anyone could tell that Li Wuyuan didn't come back to life.

And Yunhe is still laughing and coughing up blood, this is obviously unbearable and about to collapse!

"Sister, please just say less!" Qian Xiaoxin hurriedly ran over, grabbed Qian Xiaoshan's hand, and wanted to pull her aside and stay away from Yunhe.

He really found that Qian Xiaoshan complained about Yunhe almost every word he said, and if this continued, he couldn't imagine what Yunhe would do if he launched a surge.

So Qian Xiaoxin had no choice but to apologize to Yun He: "Yun Gongzi, please don't take my sister's words to heart, she spoke too directly, in fact, she didn't really want to hurt you." ”

Yun He put all his mind on Li Wuyuan, but in fact, he didn't listen to the words of the two siblings at all, and even ignored what the two said.

He suddenly seemed to think of something important, and said anxiously: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I have to miss me for a while." ”

"Master, Canglian wants to go with you. Cang Lian's reaction was the fastest, and he hurriedly requested.

But Yunhe didn't answer, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared from everyone's eyes with the dead Li Wuyuan in his arms.

Uh, is it another teleportation technique this time?

Qian Xiaoshan sweated, this fox man not only has a lot of secrets, but can also be ghostly?

"Hey, fox man, where are you going?" Qian Xiaoshan yelled, "Are you going to return to the God Realm?"

The only thing that reverberated in the void was Qian Xiaoshan's sharp and somewhat mean voice.

Ninefold Temple.

Yun He appeared in a stone cave in the Triple World Island City with Li Wuyuan in his arms.

This cave is not inhabited, except for a sarcophagus in the middle, and two rows of empty candle stands on the altars on both sides. The floors were cleaned and spotlessly clean.

Yunhe had slept in this sarcophagus before.

Once upon a time, he had died once in the Temple of the Ninefold. This place is a makeshift mourning hall.

The stone cave was selected by Qiantong, because the place here is dry and protected from light, and there is a rich aura, which can better preserve the remains and slow down the rate of decay. The sarcophagus was carved by Yi Wu himself with a sword on the outside of the big stone.

Yun He swept it with his divine thoughts, and the lid of the sarcophagus was removed out of thin air. He put Li Wuyuan into the sarcophagus, and his movements were gentle, as if he was taking care of a child who had just fallen asleep.

Looking at Li Wuyuan, who was sleeping peacefully in the sarcophagus, Yunhe's tears came again.

What he could do for Li Wuyuan, he had done his best.

Although Li Wuyuan only had a wisp of remnant soul left, Yunhe not only used the purple lotus to stabilize that remnant soul, but also repaired, refined, and improved it to the maximum.

Now, Li Wuyuan's soul has entered the realm of transforming into a god.

There is also Li Wuyuan's body, Yunhe is not only as simple as repairing the scars and missing parts, he also helps this body wash the meridians and cut the marrow, and carefully build a god body that is invulnerable to swords and invulnerable.

Even if he took the artifact and slashed at Li Wuyuan's body, he would not be harmed.

Yunhe also copied the Purple Lotus's ability to refine and absorb power, as well as his own infinite self-healing ability, to Li Wuyuan.

Now even if Li Wuyuan is injured, the wound will heal itself in an instant. And even if he kept sleeping, his soul and body would automatically refine the aura that was floating in the void, and his strength and realm would also increase.

It's just that Li Wuyuan didn't survive the catastrophe.

The connection between his soul and his body has been severed, and now he has no consciousness at all, and he must not be baptized by thunder. Otherwise, after the first step of the tribulation was blasted into powder, he would not consciously support the scattered soul to reorganize, and then condense a new body.

Throughout the course of the tribulation, the soul and the body can lose their form, but they cannot be unconscious.

That's why Yun He ignored everyone and immediately took Li Wuyuan to escape into the Ninefold Divine Temple.

Otherwise, with the soul and body of Li Wuyuan's Transformation Divine Realm, he would soon summon the Tribulation Thunder, and then the entire Dome Divine Island would be bathed in the Tribulation Thunder, and everyone on the island would be turned into ashes!

Now, just wait.

When Li Wuyuan's soul completely fused with this new body, maybe he would be able to wake up.