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Chapter 167

Si Ruonan's past makes the listeners sigh.

From a carefree true disciple to a sect traitor who was falsely accused of killing his master, such a huge contrast is enough to drive a person crazy.

Yun Que can understand the other person's mood.

Because he also had a similar experience.

The great changes in the family home when he was young turned Yun Que from a well-fed heir to a poor orphan. Not only did his father die in the border battle, he also gained notoriety.

Unlike Si Ruonan, Yun Que never gave up. Even when he learned that he had no spiritual roots and could not practice, he never thought of giving up.

The word "struggle" has been engraved in his bones since his father died in the war.

Fight with heaven, fight with earth, and fight with people.

As long as life continues, there will be no end to the struggle.

In the small courtyard, it became quiet for a while. The two of them sat under the eaves, each reflecting on the taste of suffering.

Yun Que quickly calmed down his thoughts.

His expression became solemn and he said in a deep voice:

"Sister Nan's soul resurrecting formation, does it really have a chance to resurrect the dead?"

The spirit-restoring formation that Si Ruonan had deployed for many years ended in failure, but it was not without any effect.

Yasha Huobao once said that Si Chen's soul in the underworld was eaten by it, so it could be summoned to the human world in Si Chen's place.

On the other hand, if Si Chen had not been swallowed by the fire demon, he would have been summoned to the human world by the spirit resurrecting formation.

Back to life!

That was Yun Que's extravagant hope that he always kept in his heart.

How much he wanted his father to come back to life so that he would no longer be an orphan without a father and a mother.

Si Ruonan silently looked at the sky and sighed:

"The Great Resurrection Formation is a mysterious magic formation recorded in the Heart Sutra of Royal Weapons. It is based on hundreds of rare materials. After success, there is a chance to summon the souls of the underworld. However, there are prerequisites. The corpse of the deceased must be preserved in advance, and a trace of

The remaining soul is imprisoned in the corpse."

"Both are indispensable. Even if the conditions are met, it may not really be able to summon the complete soul of the deceased, because the soul that arrives in the underworld does not know what changes will occur. There may be defects, there may be mutations, or like Si Chen,

Like being devoured by strong men in the underworld."

"Unless all conditions are perfectly resolved, there is a chance of success, but it will only bring back the soul. The vitality of the corpse has long since disappeared. Even if it can come back to life, it is at best a living corpse with a soul."

Si Ruonan looked at the black baby next to him with lonely eyes.

Needless to say, Yun Que already knew the result.

Even if Si Chen's soul returns to the human world, the best ending would be like a black doll, turning into a puppet-like existence.

Become a walking zombie with a soul.

To bring the dead back to life, the immortal methods are beyond the reach of mortals.

Even if there are accomplished practitioners and strong practitioners, no one can really do it.

A trace of extravagant hope in his heart came to nothing, Yun Que smiled bitterly, shook his head, and shook off the unrealistic thoughts.

Then he helped Si Ruonan destroy the secret room, fill it with earth and rocks, and bury it together with Si Chen's scattered bones.

The two middle-grade long knives that Yun Que used in the previous fight were turned into ordinary long knives because they were drained of blood by Yaksha, and they were also buried together.

Si Ruonan erected a tombstone on the spot.

It says 'Grave of my brother Chen'er'.

I cannot write my full name because Si Chen was once a disciple of the Bao Weapon Sect and could easily be traced by the Bao Wen Sect.

This is also the tragedy of sect traitors.

"Sister Nan, don't you plan to meet Hu Tieshan and Hu Chongming? After so many years, people from the Bao Weapon Sect should not stay in the Yan Kingdom." Yun Que said.

"not the right time yet."

Si Ruonan shook his head and said: "Although the Treasure Artifact Sect is thousands of miles away from the Yan Kingdom, they will not give up the Imperial Artifact Heart Sutra easily. They will definitely track down the whereabouts of this rare treasure all year round. Remember not to show it in front of others, otherwise it will definitely

It will lead to death."

"Don't worry, I'm not a child. How can I show such a fatal thing to others? When we have the opportunity, we, the two brothers, will fight back to the Treasure Artifact Sect and kill the elder. By the way, the elder of the sect who harmed Sister Nan."

What's it called?" Yun Que said.

"Yang Chongguang."

Si Ruonan showed deep fear and said: "This person is extremely insidious. He usually shows his hypocrisy to others and has won over many disciples. My master has great trust in him, but who would have thought that he is actually a white-eyed wolf."

The first time he heard this strange name, Yun Que couldn't help but think of Wei Sheep in the Chinese zodiac. Then he thought it was unlikely and threw the idea behind him.

Although the surname Sheep is rare, there are many people, so it cannot be said that the surname Sheep is related to the twelve zodiac animals.

"Double-dealing, this kind of person will not have good results." Yun Que cursed.

Si Ruonan gave Yunque a grateful smile.

She knew that with her abilities, she would probably never be able to avenge her master in this life, and she didn't think Yun Que could really help her in anything.

However, thinking of Yaksha's disappearance, Si Ruonan vaguely felt that the brother he recognized was not simple.

Si Ruonan stopped mentioning the Baoqi Sect and asked Yun Que about Hu Tieshan and Hu Chongming.

Yun Que started talking about it when he was a child.

How the little fat boy sniffed and followed him around the town, bullying other children everywhere.

Hu Tieshan was so stingy that he refused to give a magic weapon at all. In the end, he exchanged the Hou Mansion for a sword to participate in the sword trial meeting.

After hearing all these experiences, Si Ruonan couldn't help but laugh out loud several times.

"Thank you for accompanying them, father and son, for so many years."

Si Ruonan was sincerely grateful. She knew that although Yun Que described Hu Tieshan as a stingy man, he didn't mean to complain at all.

Especially when talking about Hu Chongming, both his tone and look were as if he were talking about his own brother.

Si Ruonan felt this feeling deeply.

As for herself, every time she mentioned her younger brother Si Chen to others, she had the same tone and look.

"Thank you. With father and son as neighbors, I am not so lonely."

Yun Que leaned against the wall with his hands behind his head.

A chubby white cloud floated across the sky, like Hu Chongming's fat face.

"That's right, Sister Nan!"

Yun Que remembered something and asked:

"Wu Dachuan said that you are proficient in the art of grafting. He also hopes to graft himself with a spiritual root one day. I wonder if there is a way to remove the spiritual root. I have a good friend who has a long spiritual root. Unfortunately, he is from a girl's family. I'm afraid she won't survive.

how long."

Yun Que promised Han Jiao to help ask about Long Linggen, and he happened to ask Si Ruonan if there was anything he could do.

"Female dragon elephant! Fate is indeed unfair. How many male monks dream of having dragon spiritual roots, but they are born in women."

Si Ruonan pursed his lips bitterly and said thoughtfully: "I have done some research on the grafting of magical weapons and living creatures, but when it comes to the choice of spiritual roots, I cannot do it with my methods."

"That is to say, there is nothing we can do, right?" Yun Que said regretfully.

If even Si Ruonan had nothing to do, he really didn't know how to help Han Jiao.

"There is no way."

Si Ruonan's voice gave Yun Que renewed hope.

Si Ruonan stretched out two fingers and said:

"I know two ways. One way is in the Imperial Heart Sutra. It contains an ancient treasure called the Dragon Pattern Cauldron. This tripod can refine the Guilong Pill that has been lost for many years."

"The Guilong Pill is made by gathering the dragon energy of heaven and earth. It is of great help in condensing the Nascent Soul. If this pill activates the effect in reverse, it can achieve the effect of dissipating the dragon energy. It should be able to solve the shortcomings of the female body of the dragon elephant."

Si Ruonan's voice paused.

Yun Que frowned when he heard this. Not only could the long-lost Guilong Pill be made, but also the whereabouts of the dragon-patterned cauldron, a special ancient treasure for making the pill, was unknown. How many years and months would it take to obtain the Guilong Pill?

Even if there is a chance to refine it in the future, I am afraid that the grass on Han Jiao's grave will be several feet high.

"What's another way?" Yun Que asked.

"The second method is related to artificial spiritual roots." Si Ruonan's tone was a bit strange, mixed with deep taboo.


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