Chapter 77: Resurrection (Part 2)
"Shameless brat!"
The elders of the Ye family hated them to the extreme and did not care about the moral code of the martial arts world at all. They just ganged up on Lu Fei and beat him up.
Fortunately, Lu Fei had a lot of experience in being beaten up, so he was still able to resist.
It was precisely because of this time of resistance that Ye Huange was able to complete the hand seals and mantras.
The wooden box suddenly flashed with light, and the entire earth began to tremble.
The towering ancient tree that had grown there since ancient times seemed to have been uprooted by some force, and this root was not only the root of the sacred tree, but also the roots of the Ye family seemed to have been dug out.
All those with the Ye family bloodline groaned in pain and fell to the ground at the same moment. They all felt very clearly as if a knife was carefully cutting out the outline of their blood vessels, as if the god wanted to draw out all the blood in their bodies and take back the gift he once gave them.
Ye Huange also fell to the ground, but she still handed the wooden box to Lu Fei, who was still relatively intact, and said with a gasp: "I feel that the temple is connected to the Fusang sacred tree. If the Fusang sacred tree is taken away, the temple will no longer be indestructible."
Lu Fei pondered for a moment, and gathered all the spiritual power in his dantian into the sword. With just one sword, it seemed as if it broke through the air with the sound of wind, and most of the gorgeous decorations on the temple were removed.
The group of Ye family elders were so angry when they saw this scene that they almost wanted to break free from the pain and stand up to beat him.
After class, Lu Fei had three more gunpowders he had prepared earlier in his hand, and he didn't care about the anger of the elders at all.
There were only three loud bangs in succession, smoke and dust rose up, and the temple that had stood in Mingzhou City for who knows how long was reduced to ruins.
Ye Huange laughed out loud and said, "Okay, okay, that's best."
However, the destruction of the temple seemed to alleviate the suffering of the Ye family, as someone was finally able to cast effective spells.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Lu Fei prepared to escape.
He did not forget Ye Huange who had helped him a lot.
However, the Ye family members had recovered by this time, and a group of people were able to move again.
They didn't even try to stop Lu Fei, who was carrying the sacred Fusang tree. Instead, they rushed towards Ye Huange. Each of them held a spear in their hands and stabbed at her, shouting, "Traitor!"
The action was so fast that Lu Fei couldn't stop it at all. He only saw that Ye Huange's eyes were bleeding and crying, but his eyes were still looking outside the crowd.
She even seemed to be mouthing, "If there is an afterlife, you must help me find freedom."
Lu Fei silently agreed in his heart, but the situation did not allow him to think too long.
The Ye family members holding spears rushed straight towards Lu Fei almost the moment they were sure that Ye Huange was dead.
Lu Fei had no time to stay any longer. He recalled the escape route he had planned in advance and carried out his escape plan.
But I don’t know if these Ye family members were so angry that they hated each other. They seemed to not feel tired at all and kept chasing Lu Fei. Lu Fei turned into a remote alley and was able to barely shake off the pursuers.
He was thinking about how to avoid the pursuit of the Ye family when he saw someone appear silently beside him.
Lu Fei was almost frightened, but fortunately he looked carefully and found that the person was none other than Wei Shengliang who guided him to take away the Fusang sacred tree.
"You are worthy of being the person I value. You actually brought the sacred Fusang tree here." Wei Shengliang seemed very surprised and praised him generously.
"But now I'm being hunted by the Ye family, what should I do?"
Wei Shengliang smiled faintly, not taking the Ye family seriously at all. He said, "You shouldn't be worried about this the most. The Fusang sacred tree contains the essence of wood, so these two treasures are the source of the power of the Cangwu God."
"You should be careful of being hunted by the gods."
Lu Fei's heart suddenly rose to his throat, but he remained firm and said, "It doesn't matter how the so-called gods want to kill me. I just want to complete this task. I just want An Ning to be resurrected."
Wei Shengliang seemed even more satisfied with Lu Fei. He changed the subject and said, "However, since I am the one directing you to do this, you don't have to worry about the gods of Cangwu."
"Do you remember what we are going to do next?"
Lu Fei said without hesitation: "Go to Zhongzhou Floating Mountain and call back Aning's soul."
"That's right, but Zhongzhou and Cangwu are separated by 18,000 miles, and there are countless dangers in between. If you rely on walking, it will probably take you a year or two to reach the destination."
Lu Fei was quite perceptive in hearing Wei Shengliang's hidden meaning and said, "Yes, there is a formation in this world called the Ultra-Long Distance Teleportation Formation. If you can use this formation, you can reach the Floating Mountain in a breath."
"Then where is this formation? How to activate it?" Lu Fei asked hurriedly.
Wei Shengliang smiled complacently and said, "Others may still need formations as a support, but I don't."
He just waved his sleeves, and the magic light disappeared. In an instant, he and Lu Fei disappeared from this remote alley.
Zhongzhou, Jiang Mansion, in the secret room.
Earlier, at the moment when the sacred Fusang tree was dug up.
The old man with white hair and beard in the Jiang family's secret room opened his eyes instantly. If there was a third person present, he would be able to see that his eyes were very special, with only whites and no pupils.
Soon, the other members of the Jiang family on Fukong Mountain received news that the ancestor had come out of seclusion and another extremely shocking piece of news.
"The world is about to face a catastrophe. If the Jiang family wants to preserve its strength, they must leave Fukong Mountain and find a place to hide," said the Jiang family ancestor who had just emerged from seclusion. He then added, "In the far east of the world, there is an island called Yingzhou. It's very different from the outside world. If we go there, the Jiang family may have a chance to survive."
The Jiang family members looked at each other in confusion.
It is true that they trust the ancestor, but in this year of good weather and good harvests, isn’t it too outrageous to say that the world will face a disaster?
What's more, the Jiang family has been working in Zhongzhou for countless years. Are they going to give up their years of business and run away to a remote place just because of this unreasonable sentence?
These are the most mainstream ideas among the Jiang family.
However, the head of the Jiang family was extremely decisive. He took the lead and sent his wife, children and the elderly to Yingzhou.
With the head of the family leading the way, others soon followed.
When Lu Fei arrived at Fukong Mountain, most of the Jiang family members were still unwilling to leave, hoping for a lucky break, but a small number of people had already gone to Yingzhou.
Therefore, the Floating Mountain seemed a little chaotic, which allowed him to seize the opportunity to reach the highest point of the mountain.
Following Wei Shengliang's instructions, Lu Fei planted the Fusang sacred tree on the Floating Mountain. Perhaps because of the change in water and soil, the newly planted Fusang sacred tree still looked like a lush ancient tree, but it was not as tall as before.
Then he asked, "How can I call back Aning's soul?"
Wei Shengliang smiled slightly and said, "The sacred Fusang tree has the power of [Record]. That power can pull her soul back to the world. All you need to do is write her name on the Fusang leaves with blood."
Lu Fei believed Wei Shengliang's words without a doubt, so he bit his fingertip, took a leaf from the branch of the Fusang sacred tree, and wrote Jian Anning's name on it.
He waited for a while and found nothing happened, so he asked Wei Shengliang, "Why doesn't it work?"
Wei Shengliang still looked at ease and said, "Of course it's because you wrote too little. The more you write, the greater the effect will be."
But perhaps because the Floating Mountain had the function of connecting heaven and earth, Lu Fei, who had been led by Wei Shengliang, suddenly regained consciousness. He asked, "You didn't lie to me?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
Lu Fei stopped asking questions and prepared to try his best to write Jian An Ning's name on the hibiscus leaves. If one leaf didn't work, he would write two. If two leaves didn't work, he would write three. He didn't believe that when he wrote An Ning's name on every hibiscus leaf, An Ning would not be able to come back to life.
At first, Lu Fei only used the blood from his fingertips to write. When all ten of his fingertips turned white and he couldn't squeeze out even a drop of blood, he suddenly had a crazier idea.
He used his long sword to cut his wrist, and dark red blood slowly flowed down his arm.
Lu Fei didn't waste any of it and put it all into a bowl.
When the blood in the left arm was drained, he switched to the right arm.
His face quickly turned pale, and his eyes were bleeding from writing day and night. The blood flow from his arms was not enough, so he cut his ankles.
After countless days and nights, Lu Fei collapsed completely, but his eyes were still shining.
He finally wrote Jane Anning's name on all the hibiscus leaves, but the wind kept blowing the leaves and Jane Anning did not return to him.
"How dare you lie to me?"
Even though he was extremely weak, anger still drove Lu Fei to pick up the sword and slash it at Wei Shengliang's throat.
However, Wei Shengliang remained calm and said, "This method can allow her to return to the human world."
"Then why doesn't it work when I do what you say?"
Wei Shengliang took two steps towards him, and said with a voice that seemed to contain something ambitious, "Do you really know what her name is?"
"The wrong name is invalid."
With just one sentence, Lu Fei was stunned where he was.
He wondered, how could Aning not be called Jian Anning? He had always called her that, and even when they first met, Aning had introduced herself that way.
As he was thinking this, he ignored the footsteps coming towards him, and the man's light palm strike caught him off guard.
"Why did you leave quietly alone?" Su Jiang asked with a hint of blame, holding a baby-sized egg in her hand.
The surface of the egg was shining and had fiery red demonic patterns on it. It looked much better than the egg containing Su Jiang that Lu Fei took out from the trial site.
However, Lu Fei didn't care about these things at the moment. When he saw Su Jiang coming, he asked him, "Isn't Aning's name Jian Anning?"
"What's her name?"
He was extremely eager to get an answer from Su Jiang, but Su Jiang was also confused. Instead, he said, "No, what are you doing? Are you trying to revive that person? I think you died before she even came back to life."
Lu Fei didn't care about Su Jiang's words at all. He fell into a very paranoid state. The scenes of his past interactions with Jian An Ning replayed in his mind, and he tried to find clues from his memories.
"Hey? What's wrong with you?" Su Jiang's words beside him could not disturb him at all.
He thought that when he first met Aning, the name she said might not be Jane Anning, but he unconsciously understood the pronunciation as such, so Aning's name must be a homonym of this name.
He later met Aning's sister, who said her sister's name was Jialan.
There must be some similarities in the sisters' names.
Lu Fei unconsciously repeated the name that Jian An Ning said at the beginning.
“jia…an…li…ing”
"Ka...Li?"
Lu Fei suddenly looked up and said, "Her name is Jiali?"
Wei Shengliang gestured to him to silence him and said, "Don't say her name. She will feel something as soon as you mention her. This is a privilege given to her by heaven."
In the land of nothingness, Jane Anning, who was in a sweet dream, seemed to have her fingers gently pulled by the entangled red thread.
On the floating mountain, Lu Fei's fighting spirit was instantly revived. As if he was not afraid of death, he let out his blood and used it as ink to write Jiali's name on every hibiscus leaf that had Jian Anning's name written on it.
The breeze in the mountains turned into a gale from the moment he wrote down the name, with flying sand and rocks, breaking trees, and gathering dark clouds.
Purple-gold thunder rolled in the dark clouds, as if ready to end this action that went against yin and yang.
Some curious Jiang family members walked up to the Floating Mountain out of curiosity, and saw that in the mountain where their ancestors had lived for generations, a towering ancient tree had appeared at some point. The tree was thick enough but its branches were bare. Strange and strange people were standing there, as if they were performing some weird ritual.
The leaves with names written on them that Lu Fei had picked up fluttered around the tree in the wind. The purple-gold lightning snake wanted to attack the tree from time to time, but it could not cause any harm because they were of the same origin.
Lu Fei followed the spell taught by Wei Shengliang, using all her strength to shout at the Fusang sacred tree: "Come back, Jiali!"
A huge pillar of light suddenly fell from the sky and landed directly on the Fusang sacred tree.
The sturdy old tree disappeared, and in its place stood a beautiful woman.
She was dressed in white, standing barefoot, with waist-length hair and eyes closed.
Lu Fei was so familiar with her that he almost unconsciously called out with a touch of tenderness and affection, "Aning."
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