In the capital of the Zhou Dynasty, the most majestic gate is undoubtedly the East Gate.
The place is full of people.
The people who usually come and go all stopped and looked at the bloody man hanging in front of the city gate, pointing and commenting.
"You bunch of unruly people and ants, shut up, shut up!"
He Jianyun roared at the top of his lungs, but his voice was weak and hoarse, without any power at all.
Even ordinary mortals were dismissive of his threat at this moment.
There were even many people who kept throwing rotten eggs at him.
The Dahe Sword Sect used to be aloof, and its disciples were domineering in the capital city of the Great Zhou Dynasty. They had done many bullying and tyrannical things, and people dared not speak out in anger.
Now, the Dahe Sword Sect has fallen into the clouds, and is no longer the aloof and untouchable existence it used to be.
Even He Jianyun, the leader of the Dahe Sword Sect, is now crying for beatings.
"He Jianyun, don't you feel very sad when you live in this world?"
Jun Wuxie stood in the air in front of the city gate, coldly admiring He He Jianyun's tragic end, and said, "How does it feel to live but not die?"
"Jun Wuxie, you don't have to die well, you don't have to die well! You destroy my sect, and I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost! Kaitian Sword Sect will definitely destroy your sect king academy, and you will die worse than me. miserable!"
He Jianyun roared and choked out a large mouthful of blood.
He was hung on the city gate, covered in blood, and all the bones in his body were shattered by Jun Wuxie. His true energy was blocked and could not be actively circulated. He could only be consumed passively to maintain his life functions. It was difficult to commit suicide even if he wanted to. Do it.
The severe pain in his body made him miserable, and the shame in his heart made him feel like a thousand arrows piercing his heart!
He never thought that he would end up like this.
Being humiliated like this makes me want to die but can't, and I can't even live!
Pain and despair kept gnawing at my heart.
"He Jianyun, it's actually quite interesting to see you so incompetent and furious, yet you can only humiliate yourself and wait for death."
After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he smiled faintly and turned to leave.
"you……"
He Jianyun was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.
When Jun Wuxie returned to Zongwang Mountain, the sect was covered with white cloths and there was a sad atmosphere.
On the mountain, in addition to the sect members and a few women around him, there were the Emperor Ji Liufeng and the eighth prince Ji Beilan of the Great Zhou royal family, as well as Su Lan, the general manager of Jubaozhai.
There are many carriages parked at the foot of the mountain.
There are white inscriptions on the carriage.
These carriages are the vehicles used by the royal family and Su Lan to transport coffins.
In front of the sect's main hall, hundreds of high-quality coffins were neatly placed.
The heads of the deceased disciples of the sect throughout the generations have all been placed in coffins.
The wine man stood in front of the coffin, silent, with tears in his eyes.
Everyone stood behind him silently, mourning silently.
"After so many years, I finally took you back to the sect today. It is the sect that feels sorry for you. You are all good people and you should not have ended up like this..."
The wine man burst into tears and touched the coffin with trembling hands.
Xu Daoling and Kong Kong squatted on the ground and burned paper money, their eyes red.
Jun Wuxie stepped forward and silently burned some paper money.
Facing these dead brothers and sisters, they didn't know what to say.
If they knew better, seeing the hope of revitalizing the sect and seeing the destruction of the Dahe Sword Sect, this would surely be the greatest comfort.
"Master Liquor, have you chosen the burial place?"
Jun Wuxie stood up and said.
The wine master nodded: "I plan to bury them in the sect's forbidden area. In the future, when our sect's academy becomes more prosperous, we will let the disciples go there to worship them every year!"
"Okay!" Jun Wuxie nodded. He agreed with the wine master's decision, "How is Uncle Bird's situation?"
"Don't worry, sir, his life functions are very stable now."
Concubine Ling said.
"Wuxie, don't be too sad..." Ji Liufeng stepped forward and patted Jun Wuxie's shoulder, not knowing how to comfort him. What happened to Zongwang Academy was really too tragic.
Although the blood feud has now been avenged and the Dahe Sword Sect has been destroyed, these can only alleviate the hatred in his heart, but they cannot erase the sadness in his heart.
"Brother-in-law."
Ji Beilan stepped forward and gave Jun Wuxie a hug.
"I'm fine." Jun Wuxie took a deep breath and said, "The matter has come to this, and there is no point in adding to the sadness. What we can do is let the senior brothers and sisters rest in peace, and then find a way to reshape Uncle Bird's limbs. !”
Having said this, he was startled and said, "Where is the coffin of the master's wife?"
"Your master wife still has a trace of her soul that is not extinguished. Qianshan is unwilling to bury her..."
The wine man told He Qingyun's situation in detail, which was what Uncle Bird told him.
After hearing this, Jun Wuxie was so angry that she was shaking all over!
That beast He Jianyun actually planted a soul-renewing seed in the sea of consciousness of the master's wife, hanging a ray of her soul forever, making her suffer and torture every minute for these years!
"Wuxie, let's find an opportunity to persuade Uncle Bird. His insistence will only make Qingyun more painful..."
The wine man said in a deep voice.
Jun Wuxie thought for a while and said: "Master Niang's current situation should not be considered a real death. If I were Uncle Bird, I would not give up! If we gave up on Master Bird, and Uncle Bird's current situation is like this, I'm afraid he will have no love again and will have the will to die!"
"But……"
Jun Wuxie interrupted the wine master, looked at Concubine Ling and said, "Senior Wife is in such a situation, is there any way to revive her?"
Resurrection?
Except for Concubine Ling and Yue Yao, everyone here looked at Jun Wuxie dumbfounded.
After decades, only the remaining soul is left, which is basically equivalent to being dead for a long time. How can it be resurrected in this situation?
They are unheard of!
But Jun Wuxie knows that there are too many things in this world that are beyond ordinary people's cognition. A ray of immortal soul may really be able to be resurrected. Moreover, the master's wife's own realm is not high, and the difficulty of resurrection is relatively low. high.
Concubine Ling was silent for a moment and said: "Resurrection is possible, but it is very difficult and the hope is slim. Moreover, it is difficult to achieve in a short time. Her main soul has long since dissipated, which is equivalent to death."
"However, I have heard that there is a netherworld in this world. All lost souls will eventually return to the underworld. If her main soul can be brought back from the underworld, there may be a possibility of resurrection. But these are just rumors and there is no After being confirmed, no one knows whether there really is an underworld or where it is..."
"The legend of the underworld may be true. Once you have cultivated to a certain level, it is not impossible to understand the existence of that level." Yue Yao, who had been silent, spoke: "It's just that the legendary underworld is not the same as the rumored underworld in the mortal world. That's right. The real underworld should be an extremely powerful world. Only with the power of soul gathering can the souls of all walks of life enter that world..."
The wine master and others were stunned when they heard these words. This was the first time they heard such secrets.
"Then, as long as the remnant soul of the master's wife remains immortal now, there is hope to resurrect her in the future! However, hanging the remnant soul with a soul-reviving seed will make the remnant soul feel physical pain. How to solve this problem?"
Jun Wuxie looked at Yueyao and Ling Fei.
Here, they are the only ones who have the most knowledge and know the most.
Concubine Ling looked at Yue Yao, and then said: "Only by soaking her body in the spring of life with a purity of 10%, slowly draining away the life force, and rejuvenating the body, can the pain be gradually relieved... "
"A ten percent pure fountain of life?"
The wine master's lips trembled, this kind of purity is rare to see in ten thousand years!
Su Xiaoxiao added: "The fountain of life of this purity should just reach the holy level. It is difficult to find in the world..."
At this point, she was silent for a moment and said: "If you want to reshape Uncle Mu's limbs, you also need some life spring water of this purity. In addition, you also need three kinds of raw bone flower, meat Ganoderma lucidum, and spiritual marrow liquid." Quasi-holy level treasures of heaven and earth..."
Jun Wuxie was a little surprised, why would he need such a high-grade treasure?
As if she saw his doubts, Concubine Ling said through a message: "When Yueyao reshaped her heart, it was because she had a heart-leaf divine grass as the base in her body."
The wine master sighed heavily. Hearing the need for these treasures, he knew that Mu Qianshan would probably never be able to stand and walk again in this life...
With Jun Wuxie's ability, he might still be able to find one in the future, but he would need so many kinds of holy and quasi-holy treasures, and trying to collect them all would be like a fantasy.
Even those dominant forces with eternal inheritance may not be able to get these things together!
"I know, no matter what is needed, I will definitely let Uncle Bird stand up again!" Jun Wuxie looked at Jiuye with gloomy eyes and said, "Leave Uncle Bird's affairs to me. Jiuye, you just need to develop well in the future. That’s it for the sect, believe me, I can do it!”
The wine master's lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it. He just nodded heavily.
"Where can such rare treasures be produced?"
Jun Wuxie secretly thought to himself that he now needed to inquire about this kind of information, and about this, I am afraid only the top leaders of the dominant forces knew all about it.
Who to ask?
He couldn't help but think of someone.
Yan Qingcheng!
After all, asking about a rare treasure of this level will definitely attract attention, speculation, and even secret calculations.
Yan Qingcheng will not harm him and can be trusted by him.
