Guo Yi was stunned for a few breaths and realized that Cao Yi was asking him to fulfill the first step in resurrecting his father.
Nodding, he walked to the other side of the shining fire, in front of a table, picked up the dagger placed on it, hung his forearm on a wine bottle, and with a slight stroke, a large hole appeared. Soon, Red blood dripped down his arm.
Cao Yi also walked over and stood in front of a long desk with a gray and black wooden statue lying on the side.
After looking at it for a few times, he nodded with satisfaction.
Unlike the resurrection of a clay figure, which has no material requirements, the resurrection of a wooden figure must be made of lightning struck wood, and it must be able to take out a piece of wood slightly larger than an adult man.
The delay for so many days was, on the one hand, because it was difficult and required constant practice, and on the other hand, it was also difficult to find such lightning-strike wood.
Putting his hand on the gray and black wooden statue, Cao Yi could still feel the residual power of thunder and lightning on it.
Originally, the existence of extremely yang things like thunder and lightning and the extremely yin existence of resurrectors are two extremes, but there is no real pole in everything. At the end of the extreme yang, a new yin will be born, and this will have a glimmer of hope.
This is the same as resurrecting the clay body, fearing water, but wanting a sip of natal water vapor.
"alright"
Guo Yi's voice came from the side.
Cao Yi turned around and came to Guo Yi. He saw that the latter's face was pale and his body was swaying. He casually patted a piece of spiritual energy on him.
Guo Yi felt much better all of a sudden. He was surprised that this alchemist had some virtues, and at the same time, he showed a grateful expression on his face: "Thank you very much."
"Continue bleeding"
Cao Yi dropped a large paper cup, picked up a wine bottle filled with half a bottle of blood, and left.
Guo Yi's face froze when he looked at a strange-looking vessel that looked very capable of containing.
Cao Yi returned to the long case and put down the wine bottle.
I took out the necessary tools and spent a minute or two fiddling with them.
Started the second step, drawing the symbols.
Compared with the resurrection of a clay figure, it is many times more complicated. It requires nine Yin and Yang Bagua diagrams, seventeen rune diagrams, forty-nine spells, and eighty-eight runes.
It took Cao Yi a full two hours to complete.
The gray and black wooden statue is covered with dense talismans, spells, runes, and Bagua diagrams.
On the side, Guo Yi, who had provided several rounds of blood, still fainted despite Cao Yi's several spiritual energy deliveries.
The third step is to deliver spiritual energy.
The gossip and runes on the surface of the gray-black wooden statue lit up with a green light that symbolized vitality, and the gray-black wooden statue itself slowly became transparent.
Time gradually passed, and bones, blood vessels, internal organs, flesh, hair, skin, and clothes gradually appeared in the gray-black wooden statue.
The whole process took less than half an hour, which was much faster than the clay body.
This step was completed, and Cao Yi breathed a small sigh of relief. During this period of practice, he failed at this step many times due to the lack of lightning strike wood.
"Filial piety"
"sacrificial wine"
Cao Cao and Xu Chu, who came over at some time, cried out when they saw Guo Jia lying on the long table, who was no different from before.
"You are too vulgar, stay away from him."
Cao Yi scolded.
In fact, he was afraid that something would happen to Cao Cao, a sometimes very emotional person, if he got excited and touched Guo Jia, who was still very fragile at the moment (the wooden body was even more fragile than the clay body during the resurrection process).
Cao Cao and Xu Chu thought that there was really something vulgar saying, and immediately retreated to the other side of the bonfire.
Time passed little by little.
Cao Yi looked at the sky from time to time and saw the moon disappearing and appearing, and his expression became increasingly bad. Because the fourth step is, at the beginning of the child hour, the moonlight is bright, throw yourself into the fire, and absorb the fire energy of your life. At the third moment of the child hour, the fire is everywhere, the soul returns, the wooden body is born, and you are afraid of the fire, and no fire can touch the body. After seven days, the wooden body becomes stable and the fear of fire is slightly stronger than that of ordinary people.
A quarter of an hour before midnight, the moon was still unstable.
Cao Yi frowned.
"Zhongkang, the fire has subsided."
Cao Cao's voice sounded.
Hearing this, Xu Chu picked up a pile of flammable pine wood from the side and threw it on the bonfire. Soon, the fire became strong again.
When there were still thirty breaths before midnight, the clouds that had been harassing the moon finally passed.
Cao Yi grabbed the long case and walked back to the fire.
"My father is really resurrected? Why did you throw my father into the fire?"
Guo Yi suddenly woke up and happened to see this scene, with shock, surprise, and confusion on his face.
This time, Xu Chu took action and kicked Guo Yi away.
When the time came, Cao Yi threw Guo Jia in without missing a beat.
A strange scene happened. Guo Jia's body did not fall on the fire, but floated in the fire and was roasted.
Since Xu Chu didn't have much strength, Guo Yi quickly got up again.
Seeing his father floating in the fire, although he was shocked, he didn't make any sound.
When there was less than a hundred breaths to go before the third quarter, Cao Yi suddenly said: "Step back three feet, no, five feet."
The three people who were completely convinced by Cao Yi immediately retreated five feet away.
When there were still about ten breaths left at three quarters of the hour, Cao Yi also retreated.
Ten breaths.
Nine breaths.
…
Three breaths.
Two breaths.
One breath.
The huge fire under Guo Jia suddenly burst out, sparks flew, and waves of fire swept across all directions.
"Yeluzhigu, catch him"
Cao Yi shook the bell and gave a soft drink.
A slender and wild figure emerged from under the original fire and caught Guo Jia. A strong cold air suddenly emitted from his body.
The cold air, when met with the sparks and fire all over the sky, erupted into huge smoke, and the area immediately turned into a white mist.
"Don't freeze him"
Cao Yi quickly reminded.
Although Guo Jia's body was resurrected, he was still a mortal, frozen and might have died on the spot.
Yelu Zhigu immediately distanced himself from Guo Jia.
The whole process happens in a very short time.
After seven or eight breaths, there was a cough, and then a tall and thin figure walked out, covering his mouth and nose with his sleeves.
Cao Yi, who had amazing eyesight, could clearly see that there was frost on this man's hair and eyebrows.
"Filial piety"
Cao Cao's surprised voice sounded.
"Lord, lord"
Guo Jia put down his hand and looked at Cao Cao in disbelief.
He remembered that he died on the way to the Northern Expedition. Just now he saw that the surroundings were dark, cold, and filled with smoke and he couldn't see anything clearly. He thought he was in the underworld.
"sacrificial wine"
"Father"
Xu Chu and Guo Yi came over.
"Zhongkang, Boyi"
Seeing the two of them, especially his son Guo Yi, Guo Jia had mixed feelings for a while.
Although his lord often went on war expeditions, he rarely accompanied his son, and when he died, he was not able to see his son.
"Fengxiao, Fengxiao..."
Cao Cao directly pushed Xu Chu and Guo Yi aside, and put his hands on Guo Jia's shoulders with a look of ecstasy on his face.
"Lord, what on earth happened? Why did Jia come back to life again?"
Guo Jia was agitated and raised his own doubts.
"This is Mr. Cao's contribution"
Cao Cao raised his hand with a grateful expression and pointed at Cao Yi, who was standing not far away.
"Mr. Cao"
Only then did Guo Jia see Cao Yi.
"Mr. Cao has unpredictable powers, no less powerful than those legendary immortals."
Cao Cao was generous with his compliments.
“The Prime Minister’s words are serious.”
Cao Yi did not dare to take this praise seriously.
