Chapter 4: The Resurrection of the Dead

Lu Feng is in a good mood. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info He thought that Wu Jian would regret it and ask for something more.

The prices of mustard seed bags, spiritual jade, and Tianluo hairpins add up to be much more valuable than those crystals.

But no.

Wu Jian simply took the crystal and left. Do not take away a single piece of dust.

"Boss, two chickens called flowers. Three taels of sake, packed. ā€

Lu Feng left the inn and came to a shop.

A few street corners, a dilapidated thatched hut.

An old man who looked like a beggar was sleeping soundly. A rag cotton jacket, I don't know how many patches I have made. Suddenly, his nose thumped, and he sat up from the bed.

This thing must have been a dog in his last life.

Lu Feng thought to himself.

The two did not talk, and the old beggar unceremoniously tore open the fragrant chicken and drank a glass of sake.

Comfortably hiccuped.

Lu Feng is a very strange person. Sometimes even he thinks so.

He could slaughter the disciples of the Cloud Holy Land without hesitation, and give Wu Jian ideas to raise the price of spiritual food.

But I felt compassion for an old beggar.

So he doesn't know if he's a good guy or a bad guy. So he decided to take an intermediate title, a person who is not good or bad.

The old beggar was full of food and drink, and turned and lay down on the bed again, and after a while he began to snore.

"I really owe you all my life. ā€

Lu Feng cleaned the table full of chicken bones, and remembered the heavy rain in the past few days, and the old beggar huddled at the door of the Extreme Wind Inn.

It reminded him of the old man.

Maybe at this moment, like this old beggar, huddled somewhere in the Jinding Cave.

But don't die. You must wait for me to save you.

Old man.

Master.

When Lu Feng closed the door and left, the old beggar opened his eyes again, and his eyes were as clear as a deep well, as if they had penetrated the wall of the grass house and landed on the young man's body.

Night.

A ball of Yin Hong's qi and blood circulated in the meridians of the land breeze, and finally fell into the dantian.

The next moment, it's like a basket fetching water. Qi and blood leaked out of the shattered dantian qi sea. Trace.

Like so many nights before.

How could a shattered dantian qi sea withstand the power of qi and blood?

But fortunately, Lu Feng is used to it. The foundation of the warrior is broken, how can it be so easy to repair.

It's as hard as bringing the dead back to life.

But the world is so big, maybe there are really dead people coming back to life? Therefore, Lu Feng felt that he could still save it.

Finish your practice and go to sleep.

Soon, there was a slight snoring.

Moonlight poured in through the window. On the table by the window, there is today's trophy. Mustard seed bag, Lingxin jade, Tianluo hairpin.

At this moment, the mustard seed bag suddenly trembled. Immediately after, the bag suddenly opened, and a pitch-black jade pendant fell on the table.

The jade pendant was illuminated by the moonlight, and suddenly a burst of black smoke rose.

The smoke cleared, and a woman in a black robe suddenly appeared by the window.

She was beautiful, and her skin was as white as the finest mutton fat jade. A pair of eyes is intoxicating.

"It's been five hundred years, and I finally see the moon outside again. ā€

The woman looked at the moon and sighed, like a fairy under the moon. But the next moment, she turned into a witch, her eyes were resentful, hateful, and full of murderous intent.

"Are you ready? The dead are really coming back to life. ā€

The woman chuckled, unspeakably cold.

She walked to Lu Feng's bed and gently placed her finger on the young man's eyebrows. She wants to borrow the teenager's body to complete some plans.

A trace of black light circulated on the woman's fingertips, and then turned into a black needle, piercing the young man's eyebrows.

According to her idea, the boy will soon be controlled by him and become a puppet who walks the world on her behalf.

But no.

Because she discovered something terrible. This incident made her panic, and even felt great fear and shock.

This place of the soul of an ordinary teenager actually contains a terrifying power that is guarding the soul of the young man.

Originally, this power had nothing to do with her, but instead, her power touched that vast divine power.

Although her strength is like a rabbit at the foot of the mountain in front of this vast divine power. Looking up is the majestic mountains.

But this mountain was touched.

A glimmer of power leaked out.

On Lu Feng's body, an azure lotus flower was born out of thin air.

The woman stared for a moment, and suddenly lost her voice: "Nine Yin Lotus Body?!"

However, it's not over yet. In the center of the green lotus, a flame suddenly ignited.

The flames were so black that even the light was swallowed up. Suddenly it was dark in the house, and the moonlight could not shine through.

"This, this is the Demon Slaying Black Flame Body?!"

The woman pedaled back a few steps. She couldn't believe what she saw.

"How could the Nine Yin Lotus Body and the Demon Slaying Black Flame Body appear on a person's body at the same time. Why is this boy still alive?"

This almost subverts a woman's perception of spiritual practice. The nine-yin lotus physique belongs to yin. Demon Slaying Black Flame physique is yang. The conflict between yin and yang is a taboo. It's like fire and water are incompatible.

This teenager was not supposed to be in this world.

However, at this time, she could not continue to think about it. Because she touched the power of the land of the young gods.

Qinglian emitted a misty blue light, and the black flame made a slight crackling sound, and sparks splashed out.

It seems inconspicuous, but it brings great fear to women. This seemingly weak force was enough to kill her.

She was a little sad and angry, but she didn't expect to encounter this situation just after she came out.

Who would have thought that an ordinary teenager would hide such a big secret. And it happened to be bumped into by her who had just come out.

Is this bad luck or luck.

"That's going to kill me, it's a little bit close. ā€

The woman glanced at the boy who was still snoring on the bed, and took this face to heart. Then the whole person turned into a black mist.

The blue light and sparks floated over, and in an instant, most of the black mist disappeared.

A painful voice came from the black mist.

"The heavenly demons circulate, and the soul dies. ā€

The black mist exploded with a thud and scattered in all directions. A faint black light flew out and disappeared into Lu Feng's room.

These forces only protect the safety of the land breeze, and they do not have the consciousness of killing the enemy on their own. The woman knew this clearly, so she had the confidence to escape.

The green lotus bloomed, the black fire swayed, and it did not disappear.

Under the green lotus, roots sprout and take root in the dantian of the land breeze. The black flame burned along the rhizome of the green lotus.

Lu Feng's dantian became transparent at this moment.

You can even see the dense cracks on the sea of dantian qi.

A moment later, the green lotus was incinerated into a cyan powder by the black flame, passed through Lu Feng's skin, and landed in the sea of dantian qi.

The cyan powder comes into contact with the cracks and becomes a viscous substance that compensates for those cracks.

The black flame continued to burn, thinly imprinting the viscous substance on the cracks.

The shattered sea of dantian qi really began to heal at this moment.

No one would believe this situation.

But just like Lu Feng thought, if there is a resurrection of the dead in this world, then why can't his dantian be restored?