Chapter 908： door to door

Wang Mingren sighed lightly and flew into the distance.

Lu Yuhuan stepped into a cave, ready to perform the Yang-returning technique to resurrect Chen Yang.

As far as Wang Mingren knows, there are many spells to bring back the dead, but there are many restrictions and there are also great drawbacks. The two most well-known ones are the rejuvenation technique and the yang rejuvenation technique. time, whether there is grievance, etc., if there is the slightest error, the spell will fail.

The requirements of the sun-returning technique are more demanding. The caster's cultivation base can only be higher than the caster's. The higher the caster's cultivation base during his lifetime, the lower the success rate. Regardless of success, the caster will fall into a big realm.

The rejuvenation 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 rejuvenation technique.

Three days later, at three quarters of noon, the sun is at its peak.

Wang Mingren stood on a peak and looked at the cave where Lu Yuhuan was located.

Inside 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 will depend on each other for life and death."

Lu Yuhuan's eyes were firm. She and Chen Yang entered at the same time. Chen Yang took care of her more. The two loved each other and supported each other.

After Chen Yang's death, Lu Yuhuan lived to kill the enemy. In order to increase the chance of resurrecting Chen Yang, Lu Yuhuan did not hesitate to kowtow to her classmate who admired her. , The contribution points that Huanyang Dan needs are too high, she can't save it for ten years.

The same sect took Huanyangdan as a threat and wanted to marry her, so that's fine. The other party was frivolous again and again, and Lu Yuhuan had no choice.

If she was given another chance, she would still do it.

She took out a white porcelain bottle, poured out a pale golden pill, stuffed it into Chen Yang's mouth, and muttered something.

After a cup of tea, the wind was blowing, the sky and the earth changed color, a huge dark cloud appeared over the island, and the gloomy wind was blowing.

Wang Mingren stood in the distance with a solemn expression.

Dark clouds covered the entire island, and the entire island was dark, exuding a depressing atmosphere.

Boom!

A huge thunder sounded, and silver lightning appeared vaguely in the dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the wind and clouds rolled back, as if the end of the day.

The sea 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, smashing into the cave where Lu Yuhuan was, and countless golden light spots appeared out of thin air.

Wang Mingren's heart tightened, and there was a look of worry in his eyes. To be honest, he hoped that Lu Yuhuan could successfully cast the spell.

The dense golden light spots rushed towards the cave where Lu Yuhuan was located, as if under some kind of guidance.

An hour later, the dark clouds rolled, and a dozen thick silver lightnings flew out, slashing downwards.

More than a dozen silver lightning strikes on the mountain peak, and huge potholes suddenly appear.

The dark clouds rolled violently and slowly disappeared, and the golden light spots also disappeared.

Wang Mingren turned into a ray of light and flew towards the cave where Lu Yuhuan was located.

Lu Yuhuan sat paralyzed on the ground, holding Chen Yang's body in her arms. Her expression was sluggish, her breath was sluggish, and the nine lotus lamps around her were all extinguished. Obviously, the spellcasting failed.

Lu Yuhuan's cultivation had fallen to the foundation-building stage, and it was very difficult to restore his cultivation.

Wang Mingren let out a long sigh, but the success rate of any spells that bring the dead back to life is not high, otherwise the world of immortal cultivation would have been in chaos, and high-level monks would be rescued by casting spells when they died.

"Senior Sister Lu, don't be too sad. The success rate of Yang Returning Technique is not high."

Wang Mingren said comfortably.

Lu Yuhuan howled and hugged Chen Yang's body tightly.

"Husband, we said that life and death depend on each other, you wait, I will go down to accompany you immediately."

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 doesn't make any sense, you take my head back and return to life! You accept the property, I beg you to bury us together, thank you."

After saying this, she flipped her palm, and a red flying sword appeared in her hand, and she moved towards her heart.

"Pfft!"

The red flying sword pierced Lu Yuhuan's heart, she fell into Chen Yang's arms, and blood flowed down the flying sword, staining the ground red.

Seeing this scene, Wang Mingren had mixed feelings in his heart and pondered for a while. He let out a sigh of relief and said to himself, "Forget it, I'll do it again."

He took off Lu Yuhuan's storage beads, dug a huge pit, and buried Chen Yang and Lu Yuhuan.

"Senior Brother Chen and Sister Lu, I hope you can be together in the next life. There is only so much I can do."

Wang Mingren said to himself with a complicated expression.

If he took Lu Yuhuan's head and returned to his life, it would definitely 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.

After burying Chen Yang and his wife, Wang Mingren turned into a flash of light and walked away. This time he came to the South China Sea, and he learned a lot. In the past, Ye Lang exposed himself to hurt the enemy in order to avenge the annihilation of the family. Later, Lu Yuhuan died for love. For family, one for love, they are willing to give up the road.

Is cultivating immortals really just for immortality?

East Wilderness, Yu Country, Tang Family.

Tang Tianyou is 400 years old this year. He has an eighth-level cultivation base. The people who worship in Wanhua Palace rarely return. Tang Tianyou is the actual helm of the Tang family.

In a quiet courtyard a green stone pavilion, a young woman in a green skirt in her early thirties sat in the stone pavilion, and Tang Tianyou stood aside with a respectful expression.

"Xiaoyou Tang, there is still something in the palace, I'm leaving, you can do it yourself, do you want me to help you bring something for Senior Sister Tang?"

The tone of the young woman in the green skirt was flat.

Tang Tianyou didn't dare to neglect, the young woman in the green skirt was surnamed Shangguan and her name was Qing. She was a newly promoted Yuanying cultivator in Wanhua Palace. Shangguanqing and the Tang family's Yuanying clansmen belonged to the same faction and had close contacts.

"No, thank you Senior Shangguan for your kindness."

As soon as Tang Tianyou finished saying this, a rapid screeching sound rang out, and Tang Tianyou frowned slightly. Generally speaking, there is no major event, and the clan will not disturb him.

"It's alright, let's see what's the matter. If you encounter trouble that cannot be resolved, I'll help you deal with it by the way."

Tang Tianyou thanked him, took out the communication disk, and entered a magic formula. A somewhat dignified male voice suddenly sounded: "Seventh brother, the monks from the Wang family have come to the door, and two of them are on the ninth floor."