In this way, Xing Yuan enjoyed the moment with Tong Fei in the crystal coffin.

Cremation is Tong Fei's wish before his death, Xingyuan has no way to refuse, he can only follow Tong Fei's wishes, but before that, Xingyuan wants to have a warm relationship with Tong Fei and enjoy the real time of the two.

It wasn't until night that Xing Yuan heard the voices of Old Man Nanyin and Chen Yuting that he crawled out of the crystal coffin.

Looking out the door, Xing Yuan found that a wooden platform had been made, which was used for Tong Fei's cremation.

Xingyuan smiled bitterly, and then looked at Tong Fei, but his heart was even more reluctant.

The old man Nanyin walked to Xingyuan's side and persuaded: "It's almost time, today is the fifth day of Tong Fei's death, don't drag it out."

Hearing the urging of others at this most reluctant moment, Xing Yuan felt extremely lonely and reluctant, he looked at the old man Nanyin and said, "Give me some time." ”

The old man Nanyin glanced at Xingyuan, then sighed and walked out of the bamboo house.

Looking back at Tong Fei, Xing Yuan stared at him again for a long time, until the old man Nan Yin urged again, Xing Yuan picked up Tong Fei, walked out of the door step by step, and walked towards the piled up wooden platform.

Xing Yuan's every step was very heavy, Xing Yuan's eyes kept staring ahead, not squinting, with a thick dead silence, walked to the wooden platform, Xing Yuan took one last look at Tong Fei, and then gently placed Tong Fei on the wooden platform.

At this time, Chen Yuting walked over, held a torch in her hand, handed it to Xingyuan, and said, "I think the torch is still in your hand." ”

After all, Xingyuan and Tong Fei are husband and wife, and Tong Fei's cremation, it should be more suitable for Xingyuan to be the finisher.

After taking the torch, Xing Yuan's eyes were blank, looking at Tong Fei who was still on the wooden platform, the torch in his hand couldn't get off for a long time, and Xingyuan didn't dare to light the wooden platform.

"Xingyuan, it's time. "Although I know that it is very sad to urge at this time, the old man Nanyin still has to urge Xingyuan.

Xing Yuan looked at the old man Nanyin slightly, and then looked at Tong Fei on the wooden platform, the torch was uncontrollably lit downward, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth moved slightly: "Goodbye, Tong Fei." ”

With Xingyuan's ignition, the firewood on the wooden platform burned quickly, and the raging fire soon began to burn, looking at Tong Fei through the flames, Xingyuan's heart was dripping blood, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

But the strange thing is that Tong Fei's body was not burned by the flames, so he stayed quietly in the fire, and nothing changed.

Xing Yuan looked at the old man Nanyin, showing puzzled eyes, the old man Nanyin was also frowning, thinking for a while, and then said, "Perhaps, things... There is a turnaround!"

"Turnaround! What is that?" Xing Yuan suddenly jumped to the side of the old man Nanyin, his whole body was domineering, like a sharp sword, staring at the old man Nanyin, he couldn't wait.

The old man Nanyin took two steps back, Xingyuan's domineering aura made him a little difficult to resist, the current old man of Nanyin was not the old man of Nanyin at his peak, his body was already weak to the point of ordinary people.

"Tong Fei is the body of the snow lotus, and the body is a Tianshan snow lotus that is rare to see for thousands of years. After death, there is a chance to transform into its original form. The old man Nanyin was well-informed, and then said seriously to Xingyuan.

"The most primitive appearance? Tong Fei's body is the Tianshan Snow Lotus, so... Is it a snow lotus seed?" Xing Yuan suddenly came to his senses at this moment, looked at the old man Nanyin and said.

The old man Nanyin nodded, indicating that this was indeed the case.

"Life is death, death is life, life and death are often complementary to each other, there is death in life, and there is life in death. Although Tong Fei is dead on the surface, but at this moment she is burned by fire and her body is not transformed, which means that there is a glimmer of possibility... Resurrection!" The old man Nanyin said a long list of awkward words.

But what Xing Yuan heard most clearly was that Tong Fei had a chance to be resurrected.

"What, how do you resurrect it?" Xing Yuan had never thought of such urgency now, he asked the old man Nanyin tightly, hardly giving the old man Nanyin a chance to breathe.

"Master, Xingyuan, look. ”

Just as the old man Nanyin was about to answer Xingyuan, Chen Yuting's voice suddenly sounded, and the two were attracted by the sound, and when they looked in the direction of Chen Yuting, they found that Tong Fei's body on the wooden platform actually began to blur, and the surrounding flames suddenly began to annihilate.

After extinguishing the flames, Tong Fei's body suddenly began to flicker, like a star, and then began to turn into countless dust, floating in the air.

Seeing this, the three of them immediately surrounded him, Xingyuan crossed the wooden platform that was still hot, jumped to Tong Fei's side, and found that Tong Fei's body had disappeared for the most part, and over time, Tong Fei's body had completely disappeared.

There was nothing on the wooden platform, the only thing left... It is a pure white seed, so pure that people can't see any variegated color.

Xing Yuan did not recklessly reach out and pick up the seed directly, but looked at the old man Nanyin and asked for advice, the old man Nanyin also came to the wooden platform when he saw this, looked at the seed, and then nodded and said: "God help me, God help me too! ”

The old man Nanyin directly reached out and picked up the seed, then looked at Xingyuan and said, "This is the hope left by Tong Fei to you, you can collect it." ”

Taking the seed from the old man Nanyin's hand, Xing Yuan's expression was a little hesitant and thoughtful.

This may be providence, but it may also be Tong Fei's own will. She knows that after death you will definitely give up on yourself, so she turns into a seed to give you hope and let you move forward. The old man Nanyin was also thoughtful, as if he had guessed Tong Fei's approach.

"How can I bring Tong Fei back to life?"

Xing Yuan didn't care about anything else, he only cared about how Tong Fei could come back to life.

The old man Nanyin hesitated a little, thought about it, and said solemnly: "I have read in ancient books that the body of the snow lotus has a certain chance of turning into a primordial seed after death, as long as there is enough opportunity and the cultivation of people with a heart, it is possible for a person with the body of the snow lotus to be resurrected." ”

"But Xingyuan, you remember, it's just possible!"

"How?" Xing Yuan didn't care how small this might be, he did his best to do it.

"First of all, if you want to be resurrected, you must have a guardian, and the cultivation of this guardian must at least reach the strongest in a world, that is... And that's just one of the conditions. The old man Nanyin said amazingly, just this one is already more difficult than ascending to the sky.

Xing Yuan became a little confused after hearing this condition, the strongest in the world!

To put it mildly, Xing Yuan has never even heard of this cultivation realm, and the highest realm that Xing Yuan currently knows is Zhou Chang'an in the illusion realm, that is, the Demon Venerable.

Now Xingyuan is only one step away from the Demon Venerable, and the next realm is only a little bit in the mouth of the old man Nanyin, and he knows that the realm after the Demon Venerable is called the Demon Ancestor.

"The Lord God..."

Xing Yuan muttered these three words, and confusion flashed in his eyes, but after a while, he returned to his original state. Even if it's more difficult than climbing to the sky, Xingyuan has to give it a try!