Chapter 293

As the capital of Zhou Dynasty, the most magnificent gate is the east gate.

This place is full of people.

All the people who came and went on weekdays stopped and looked at the bloody people hanging in front of the city gate, pointing and commenting.

"You troublemakers, mole ants, shut up, shut up!"

He Jianyun shouted hoarsely, but his voice was very weak and hoarse, without any prestige.

Even ordinary mortals despise his threat at the moment.

Even, many people kept smashing rotten eggs on him.

Dahe sword sect used to be superior. Its disciples were domineering in the capital of the Zhou Dynasty and did a lot of bullying and bullying. People dared to be angry.

Now, Dahe sword sect has fallen into the clouds. It is no longer the existence that was high above and could not be provoked in the past.

He Jianyun, as the Lord of Dahe sword sect, is now called by everyone.

"River sword cloud, do you feel very sad that people live in the world and live to this point?"

Jun Wuxie stood in the air in front of the city gate and coldly appreciated the miserable end of he Jianyun. He said, "how do you feel about the taste that you can't survive or die?"

"You are innocent, you can't die well, you can't die well! If you destroy our sect, I won't let you go as a ghost! Kaitian sword sect will destroy your sect King's college, and you will die more miserable than me!"

He Jianyun roared, and a big mouth of blood choked out of his mouth.

He was hung on the city gate, covered with blood, and all his bones were broken by Jun Wuxie. His true Qi was sealed and could not operate actively. He could only consume passively and maintain his life function. It was difficult to commit suicide.

The severe pain in his flesh made him miserable, and the shame in his heart made him like a thousand arrows through his heart!

He never thought that he would end up like this.

Being humiliated in this way, you can't want to die or live!

Pain, despair, constantly gnawing at the heart.

"He Jianyun, in fact, it's interesting to see that you are incompetent and angry, but you can only humiliate and wait for death."

With a faint smile, Jun Wuxie turned and left.

"You..."

He Jianyun was so angry that he almost fainted.

When Jun Wuxie returned to zongwang mountain, the Zong door was covered with white cloth strips everywhere, with a sad atmosphere.

On the mountain, in addition to the people of the sect and several women around him, Ji Liufeng, the emperor of the Zhou royal family, Ji Beilan, the eighth prince, and Su LAN, the general manager of jubaozhai.

There are many carriages parked at the foot of the mountain.

The carriage was pasted with white words.

These carriages were used by the royal family and Sulan to transport coffins.

In front of the zongmen hall, there were hundreds of fine coffins.

The heads of the dead disciples of the zongmen have been put in coffins.

The wine master stood in front of the coffin, silent and tearful.

Everyone stood behind him silently and mourned silently.

"After so many years, I finally took you back to Zong today. It's Zong men. I'm sorry for you. You're all good. You shouldn't end up like this..."

The wine master wept and stroked the coffin with trembling hands.

Xu Qianling, empty squatting on the ground, burning paper money, his eyes red.

Jun Wuxie came forward and burned some paper money silently.

Facing these dead brothers and sisters, they don't know what to say.

If they have knowledge under the spring and see the revitalization of zongmen and the collapse of Dahe sword sect, it must be the greatest comfort.

"Wine Lord, have you chosen the burial place?"

Jun Wuxie stood up and said.

The wine Lord nodded: "I'm going to bury them in the forbidden area of zongmen. In the future, our zongwang college will be prosperous, so I'll let my disciples worship every year!"

"OK!" Jun Wuxie nodded, and he agreed with the wine master's decision. "How's uncle bird?"

"Don't worry, childe. His life function is very stable now."

The spirit imperial concubine said.

"Innocent, don't be too sad..." Ji Liufeng came forward and patted Jun innocent on the shoulder. He didn't know how to comfort him. The experience of zongwang college was really tragic.

Although the blood feud has been avenged and the Dahe sword sect has been destroyed, these can only reduce the hatred in the heart, but it is difficult to erase the sadness in the heart.

"Brother in law."

Ji Beilan came forward and gave Jun Wuxie a hug.

"I'm all right." Jun Wuye took a deep breath and said, "it's useless to increase sorrow. What we can do is to make senior brothers and sisters live in peace, and then find a way to reshape uncle bird's limbs!"

At this point, he was stunned and said, "where's Shiniang's coffin?"

"Your Shiniang still retains a remnant soul. Qianshan doesn't want to bury him..."

The wine Lord explained the situation of he Qingyun in detail, which uncle bird told him.

Jun Wuxie trembled with anger!

He Jianyun, the beast, even planted a kind of continued soul in the sea of Shiniang's knowledge, hanging a wisp of her residual soul, which made her suffer and torture every minute and second over the years!

"Innocent, find a chance to persuade uncle bird. His persistence will only make Qingyun more painful..."

The wine master said in a deep voice.

Jun Wuxie thought for a moment and said, "Shiniang's current situation should not be considered a real death. If I were uncle bird, I wouldn't give up! If we gave up Shiniang and uncle bird's current situation is the same, I'm afraid he will have no love again and sprout the ambition of life and death!"

"But..."

Jun Wuxie interrupted the wine master, looked at the imperial concubine and said, "is there a way to revive her in such a situation?"

Rebirth?

Except Lingfei and Yueyao, everyone here was stunned at Jun Wuxie.

For decades, only the remnant soul is basically equivalent to having died for a long time. How can this situation be reborn?

They are unheard of!

But Jun Wuxie knows that there are too many things in the world that are beyond ordinary people's understanding. A wisp of residual soul will not die. Maybe she can really come back to life, and the level of Shiniang itself is not high, and the difficulty of resurrection will not be so high.

The spirit imperial concubine was silent for a moment and said, "rebirth is possible, but it is very difficult and the hope is very slim. Moreover, it is very difficult to do it in a short time. Her main soul has long dissipated and is equivalent to death."

"However, I have heard that there is a netherworld, and all the lost souls will eventually return to the netherworld. If you can bring back her main soul from the netherworld, it may be possible to revive. But these are rumors and have not been confirmed. No one knows whether there is a netherworld or where it is..."

"The legend of the underworld, or the truth, has reached a certain level of cultivation, and it is not impossible to understand the existence of that level." Yueyao, who has been silent for a long time, said: "It's just that the legendary hell is not the same as the rumored hell in the secular world. The real hell should be an extremely powerful world, where there is the power to gather souls, so that the souls of all walks of life can enter that world..."

The wine Lord and others were stunned when they heard these words. This secret news is the first time.

"Well, as long as the residual soul of Shiniang remains immortal now, there is hope to revive her in the future! However, hanging the residual soul with a continued soul will make the residual soul feel the pain of the flesh. How to solve this?"

Jun Wuxie looks at Yueyao and Lingfei.

Here, only they are the most knowledgeable and understand the most.

Ling Fei looked at Yue Yao and then said, "only by immersing her body in the spring of life with a purity of 10%, slowly fade away her dead breath and make her body rejuvenate, can she gradually reduce the pain..."

"The fountain of life with a purity of 10%?"

The wine master's lips tremble. This purity is rare in ten thousand years!

Su Xiaoxiao added: "this pure spring of life should just reach the holy level, which is difficult to find all over the world..."

Speaking of this, she was a little silent and said: "Uncle Mu's limbs, if you want to reshape them, you also need some pure life spring. In addition, you also need three quasi holy treasures of heaven and earth, such as bone flower, meat Ganoderma lucidum and spirit marrow liquid..."

Jun Wuxie was a little surprised. How could he need such a high-grade rare treasure?

Seems to see his doubts, Ling Fei said: "when Yueyao reshapes her heart, she has a heart based on leaf God grass."

The wine Lord sighed heavily and heard that he needed these treasures of heaven and earth. He knew that Twilight Qianshan would be difficult to stand and walk in his life

One kind of words, with your innocent ability, you may be able to find it in the future, but you need so many Saint level and quasi Saint level treasures. If you want to get together, it's like a arabian night.

I'm afraid those dominant forces can't get together these things!

"I know. No matter what I need, I will make uncle bird stand up again!" Jun Wuye looked at the wine master with dim eyes and said, "give me uncle bird's business. Wine master, you just need to develop the sect in the future. Believe me, I can do it!"

The wine master's lips trembled and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all. He just nodded with emphasis.

"Where is it possible to accumulate these rare treasures?"

Jun Wuye thought to himself that he now needs to inquire about such news, and I'm afraid only the senior level of the dominant power knows all about it.

Ask who?

He couldn't help thinking of a man in his mind.

Yan Qingcheng!

After all, inquiring about this kind of rare treasure will certainly attract people's attention and conjecture, and even be secretly calculated.

Yan Qingcheng won't hurt him. He can be trusted.