Chapter 923
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 923
Wang Mingren sighed lightly, and flew towards the distance.
Lu Yuhuan stepped into a cave, ready to perform the Sun Returning Technique and revive Chen Yang.
As far as Wang Mingren knows, there are quite a few spells for bringing the dead back to life, but there are many restrictions and great disadvantages. The two most well-known spells are soul-resurrection and sun-returning. When, whether there is grievance, etc., if there is the slightest error, the spellcasting will fail.
The requirements of Yang Yang Art are even more stringent. The caster's cultivation level can only be higher than that of the caster. The higher the caster's cultivation base during his lifetime, the lower the success rate.
The resurrection technique requires the primordial spirit to be intact. Chen Yang has been dead for many years, and the primordial spirit has long since collapsed. Lu Yuhuan can only perform the Yangyang technique.
Three days later, at three o'clock in the afternoon, the yang energy is at its peak.
Wang Mingren stood on a peak, looking at the cave where Lu Yuhuan was located.
In the cave, Lu Yuhuan sat cross-legged on the ground, Chen Yang's body was placed on the ground, and nine lotus lanterns were lit to surround them.
"Husband, I must save you. If I can't save you, I will go down to accompany you. We depend on each other for life and death."
Lu Yuhuan's gaze was firm. She and Chen Yang started at the same time, and Chen Yang took good care of her. The two loved each other and supported each other.
After Chen Yang's death, Lu Yuhuan lived to kill his enemies. In order to increase the chance of resurrecting Chen Yang, Lu Yuhuan did not hesitate to kowtow and kneel to her classmates who admired her, and was willing to be a cow and a horse for ten years, just to get the return of Yang Dan , Huanyang Dan needs too many contribution points, and she can't save it for ten years.
The same sect threatened her with Huanyang Dan, and wanted to marry her, that's fine, but the other party was so frivolous again and again, Lu Yuhuan had no choice but to do nothing, killed her fellow sect, and took Huanyang Dan away.
If given another chance, she would still do it.
She took out a white porcelain bottle, poured out a light golden pill, stuffed it into Chen Yang's mouth, and began to mutter something.
After a cup of tea, there was a strong wind, the sky and the earth changed color, and a huge black cloud appeared over the island, with gusts of gloomy wind.
Wang Mingren stood in the distance with a serious expression on his face.
Dark clouds covered the entire island, and the entire island was dark, exuding a depressing atmosphere.
Rumble!
A huge thunder sounded, and silver lightning appeared faintly in the dark clouds. The lightning flashed and thundered, and the wind and cloud rolled back, as if it was the end of the day.
The sea water around the island rolled violently, and the waves splashed several feet high.
A huge thunder sounded, and a thick silver lightning flew out of the dark clouds, striking the cave where Lu Yuhuan was, and countless golden light spots emerged out of thin air.
Wang Mingren's heart tightened, and his eyes showed a bit of worry. To be honest, he hoped that Lu Yuhuan would succeed in casting the spell.
Dense golden spots of light rushed towards the cave where Lu Yuhuan was located, as if they were being guided by some kind.
An hour later, the dark clouds rolled over for a while, and more than a dozen thick silver lightning bolts flew out and struck downward.
More than a dozen silver lightning strikes on the mountain, and huge potholes suddenly appeared.
The dark cloud rolled violently and slowly disappeared, and the golden light spot also disappeared.
Wang Mingren turned into a ray of light and flew towards the cave where Lu Yuhuan was.
Lu Yuhuan sat paralyzed on the ground, holding Chen Yang's body in her arms. Her expression was dull and her breath was sluggish. All the nine lotus lanterns around her were extinguished. Obviously, the spell casting failed.
Lu Yuhuan's cultivation had fallen to the foundation building stage, and it was very difficult to restore her cultivation.
Wang Mingren heaved a long sigh, but the success rate of spells to bring the dead back to life is not high, otherwise the world of cultivating immortals would have been in chaos, and high-ranking monks would cast spells to save them after they died.
"Senior Sister Lu, don't be too sad, the success rate of Yang Yang Art is not high."
Wang Mingren comforted him.
Lu Yuhuan howled and hugged Chen Yang's body tightly.
"Husband, we have said that life and death depend on each other, you wait, I will go down to accompany you right away."
Lu Yuhuan gently stroked Chen Yang's body, and said to himself.
She turned her head to look at Wang Mingren, smiled miserably, and said, "Junior Brother Wang, thank you. I told my husband that life and death depend on each other. Since I can't save him, then I will go down to accompany him. Without him, I will live." It's not interesting, you can take my head back and return to your life! You accept the property, and I beg you to bury us together, thank you."
After saying this, she flipped the palm of her hand, and a flying sword with red light appeared in her hand, and she turned towards her heart.
"Pfft!"
The red flying sword pierced Lu Yuhuan's heart, and she fell into Chen Yang's arms. Blood flowed out along the flying sword, staining the ground red.
Seeing this scene, Wang Mingren felt mixed emotions in his heart. After pondering for a while, he let out a breath and said to himself, "Forget it, I'll just be willful again."
He took off Lu Yuhuan's storage beads, dug a huge pit, and buried Chen Yang and Lu Yuhuan.
"Senior Brother Chen, Senior Sister Lu, I hope you can still be together in the next life, there is only so much I can do."
Wang Mingren said to himself, with a complicated look on his face.
If he took Lu Yuhuan's head back to his life, it would be a great achievement. Wang Mingren admired Lu Yuhuan's love for Chen Yang. He couldn't bear to let Lu Yuhuan's body be separated. He hoped that they would still be together in the next life!
After burying Chen Yang and his wife, Wang Mingren turned into a ray of light and broke through the sky. This time he came to the South China Sea. For family affection, one for love, they are willing to give up the road.
Is cultivating immortals really just for immortality?
······
Donghuang, Yu Country, Tang Family.
Tang Tianyou is [-] years old this year, he has the cultivation base of the eighth layer of alchemy, and the clansmen who worshiped in Wanhua Palace rarely come back, Tang Tianyou is the actual helm of the Tang family.
In a secluded courtyard, a blue stone pavilion, a young woman in a green skirt in her early thirties was sitting in the stone pavilion, Tang Tianyou stood beside her with a respectful expression.
"Little friend Tang, there is still something to do in the palace. I have to leave. You can take care of yourself. Do you want me to help you bring something to Senior Sister Tang?"
The tone of the young woman in the green skirt was flat.
Tang Tianyou did not dare to neglect, the young woman in the green skirt was surnamed Shangguan and her name was Qing. She was a newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator in Wanhua Palace.
"No, thank you Senior Shangguan for your kindness."
Just after Tang Tianyou finished speaking, there was a burst of sharp screams, and Tang Tianyou frowned slightly. Generally speaking, if there is no major event, the clansmen will not disturb him.
"It's okay, you see what it is, if you encounter troubles that cannot be solved, I will help you deal with it by the way."
Tang Tianyou thanked him, took out the communication tray, and entered a spell, a somewhat dignified man's voice suddenly sounded: "Brother Seven, the alchemy cultivator from the Wang family has come to you, two alchemy nine-level."
(End of this chapter)
Wang Mingren sighed lightly, and flew towards the distance.
Lu Yuhuan stepped into a cave, ready to perform the Sun Returning Technique and revive Chen Yang.
As far as Wang Mingren knows, there are quite a few spells for bringing the dead back to life, but there are many restrictions and great disadvantages. The two most well-known spells are soul-resurrection and sun-returning. When, whether there is grievance, etc., if there is the slightest error, the spellcasting will fail.
The requirements of Yang Yang Art are even more stringent. The caster's cultivation level can only be higher than that of the caster. The higher the caster's cultivation base during his lifetime, the lower the success rate.
The resurrection technique requires the primordial spirit to be intact. Chen Yang has been dead for many years, and the primordial spirit has long since collapsed. Lu Yuhuan can only perform the Yangyang technique.
Three days later, at three o'clock in the afternoon, the yang energy is at its peak.
Wang Mingren stood on a peak, looking at the cave where Lu Yuhuan was located.
In the cave, Lu Yuhuan sat cross-legged on the ground, Chen Yang's body was placed on the ground, and nine lotus lanterns were lit to surround them.
"Husband, I must save you. If I can't save you, I will go down to accompany you. We depend on each other for life and death."
Lu Yuhuan's gaze was firm. She and Chen Yang started at the same time, and Chen Yang took good care of her. The two loved each other and supported each other.
After Chen Yang's death, Lu Yuhuan lived to kill his enemies. In order to increase the chance of resurrecting Chen Yang, Lu Yuhuan did not hesitate to kowtow and kneel to her classmates who admired her, and was willing to be a cow and a horse for ten years, just to get the return of Yang Dan , Huanyang Dan needs too many contribution points, and she can't save it for ten years.
The same sect threatened her with Huanyang Dan, and wanted to marry her, that's fine, but the other party was so frivolous again and again, Lu Yuhuan had no choice but to do nothing, killed her fellow sect, and took Huanyang Dan away.
If given another chance, she would still do it.
She took out a white porcelain bottle, poured out a light golden pill, stuffed it into Chen Yang's mouth, and began to mutter something.
After a cup of tea, there was a strong wind, the sky and the earth changed color, and a huge black cloud appeared over the island, with gusts of gloomy wind.
Wang Mingren stood in the distance with a serious expression on his face.
Dark clouds covered the entire island, and the entire island was dark, exuding a depressing atmosphere.
Rumble!
A huge thunder sounded, and silver lightning appeared faintly in the dark clouds. The lightning flashed and thundered, and the wind and cloud rolled back, as if it was the end of the day.
The sea water around the island rolled violently, and the waves splashed several feet high.
A huge thunder sounded, and a thick silver lightning flew out of the dark clouds, striking the cave where Lu Yuhuan was, and countless golden light spots emerged out of thin air.
Wang Mingren's heart tightened, and his eyes showed a bit of worry. To be honest, he hoped that Lu Yuhuan would succeed in casting the spell.
Dense golden spots of light rushed towards the cave where Lu Yuhuan was located, as if they were being guided by some kind.
An hour later, the dark clouds rolled over for a while, and more than a dozen thick silver lightning bolts flew out and struck downward.
More than a dozen silver lightning strikes on the mountain, and huge potholes suddenly appeared.
The dark cloud rolled violently and slowly disappeared, and the golden light spot also disappeared.
Wang Mingren turned into a ray of light and flew towards the cave where Lu Yuhuan was.
Lu Yuhuan sat paralyzed on the ground, holding Chen Yang's body in her arms. Her expression was dull and her breath was sluggish. All the nine lotus lanterns around her were extinguished. Obviously, the spell casting failed.
Lu Yuhuan's cultivation had fallen to the foundation building stage, and it was very difficult to restore her cultivation.
Wang Mingren heaved a long sigh, but the success rate of spells to bring the dead back to life is not high, otherwise the world of cultivating immortals would have been in chaos, and high-ranking monks would cast spells to save them after they died.
"Senior Sister Lu, don't be too sad, the success rate of Yang Yang Art is not high."
Wang Mingren comforted him.
Lu Yuhuan howled and hugged Chen Yang's body tightly.
"Husband, we have said that life and death depend on each other, you wait, I will go down to accompany you right away."
Lu Yuhuan gently stroked Chen Yang's body, and said to himself.
She turned her head to look at Wang Mingren, smiled miserably, and said, "Junior Brother Wang, thank you. I told my husband that life and death depend on each other. Since I can't save him, then I will go down to accompany him. Without him, I will live." It's not interesting, you can take my head back and return to your life! You accept the property, and I beg you to bury us together, thank you."
After saying this, she flipped the palm of her hand, and a flying sword with red light appeared in her hand, and she turned towards her heart.
"Pfft!"
The red flying sword pierced Lu Yuhuan's heart, and she fell into Chen Yang's arms. Blood flowed out along the flying sword, staining the ground red.
Seeing this scene, Wang Mingren felt mixed emotions in his heart. After pondering for a while, he let out a breath and said to himself, "Forget it, I'll just be willful again."
He took off Lu Yuhuan's storage beads, dug a huge pit, and buried Chen Yang and Lu Yuhuan.
"Senior Brother Chen, Senior Sister Lu, I hope you can still be together in the next life, there is only so much I can do."
Wang Mingren said to himself, with a complicated look on his face.
If he took Lu Yuhuan's head back to his life, it would be a great achievement. Wang Mingren admired Lu Yuhuan's love for Chen Yang. He couldn't bear to let Lu Yuhuan's body be separated. He hoped that they would still be together in the next life!
After burying Chen Yang and his wife, Wang Mingren turned into a ray of light and broke through the sky. This time he came to the South China Sea. For family affection, one for love, they are willing to give up the road.
Is cultivating immortals really just for immortality?
······
Donghuang, Yu Country, Tang Family.
Tang Tianyou is [-] years old this year, he has the cultivation base of the eighth layer of alchemy, and the clansmen who worshiped in Wanhua Palace rarely come back, Tang Tianyou is the actual helm of the Tang family.
In a secluded courtyard, a blue stone pavilion, a young woman in a green skirt in her early thirties was sitting in the stone pavilion, Tang Tianyou stood beside her with a respectful expression.
"Little friend Tang, there is still something to do in the palace. I have to leave. You can take care of yourself. Do you want me to help you bring something to Senior Sister Tang?"
The tone of the young woman in the green skirt was flat.
Tang Tianyou did not dare to neglect, the young woman in the green skirt was surnamed Shangguan and her name was Qing. She was a newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator in Wanhua Palace.
"No, thank you Senior Shangguan for your kindness."
Just after Tang Tianyou finished speaking, there was a burst of sharp screams, and Tang Tianyou frowned slightly. Generally speaking, if there is no major event, the clansmen will not disturb him.
"It's okay, you see what it is, if you encounter troubles that cannot be solved, I will help you deal with it by the way."
Tang Tianyou thanked him, took out the communication tray, and entered a spell, a somewhat dignified man's voice suddenly sounded: "Brother Seven, the alchemy cultivator from the Wang family has come to you, two alchemy nine-level."
(End of this chapter)
