"Boom, boom, boom!"

A solid and simple punch, hitting the black cloud steadily.

As the explosion sounded, the ghost howl in the cloud became louder and more rapid.

My eardrums were almost pierced by the sound.

Lu Yuan took out his hand and continued to attack.

In just six or seven breaths, he fired forty or fifty punches.

With each punch, part of the cloud dissipates.

In the end, the cloud was blasted into two parts.

Their color gradually fades, and the ghost howls become smaller and smaller.

After a few more breaths, the black cloud completely dissipated.

But I saw the starry sky was bright and the full moon was like a mirror.

Everyone was shocked!

Hui Jue asked: "What kind of magical power does Master Immortal have? Our great formation that specializes in restraining ghosts is no match for them!"

Lu Yuan relaxed his red and smoking fist: "It's just using a ghost to make a ghost. It's not a magical power."

After the ghost cloud dissipated, everyone focused their attention on Fazhao.

The light on the jade flute is getting brighter and brighter, and the light is getting longer and longer.

These beams of light continue to rise, wrap around, and expand, gradually converging into a "human" shape.

Lu Yuan's heart rose to his throat.

As the human form continued to improve, Lu Yuan gradually recognized the outline of this person.

"Dad!" He didn't dare to shout out, he could only yell in his mind!

By this time, Fazhao's incantations had turned into shouts and roars, and the range of his gestures had become larger, almost like a strange dance.

"Buzz...!"

The human figure in mid-air suddenly emitted a dazzling white light, and everyone's eyes were instantly blinded.

When everyone opened their eyes, they saw a middle-aged man wearing a white cloth robe lying flat on the altar table.

Fazhao fainted and fell to the ground.

Huijue and several benefactors immediately carried him down and gave him first aid.

After Lu Yuan determined that Fazhao was just overtired, he slowly approached the altar table and looked at the man.

I saw that the man's long hair was flying, his eyes were closed, and his face was sharp and firm.

Although his eyes were closed, Lu Yuan recognized it immediately.

He is his father who has been dead for many years and has now been resurrected!

Lu Yuan slowly probed his father's breath with trembling hands.

A weak but steady breath rose and fell between his fingers.

"father!!"

Lu Yuan cried loudly, knelt down in front of the altar table, and kowtowed heavily.

How many years of dependence on my mother, how many years of bitterness and sorrow, turned into raging tears at this moment, all released!

Dad is finally resurrected!

"Ahem!"

Lu Ming coughed softly on the altar table.

Lu Yuan immediately stepped forward to help him up and patted his back gently.

"Dad! I am Xiaoyuan!"

Lu Ming slowly opened his eyes.

Although it was dark night, he had been sleeping for many years, and when he woke up, he still felt that the starlight was a bit dazzling.

After getting used to it for a while, he turned his head and looked at Lu Yuan.

Lu Ming's eyebrows trembled slightly, and his eyes shone with light.

"Xiaoyuan...? Didn't I already..."

Lu Yuan hugged his father tightly, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Dad, you are finally resurrected! I miss you so much!"

"Resurrection?" Lu Ming thought for a moment and finally recalled the past.

"Xiao Yuan, you have grown up!" Lu Ming's eyes turned red, and he hugged Lu Yuan tightly, crying silently.

Everyone around was moved by the scene of the reunion between father and son, and gently wiped away their tears.

At this time, Fazhao, who had fainted, also woke up.

Seeing them reunited, I smiled happily.

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The next morning.

"Dad, you can rest for two days and I will take you home to reunite." Lu Yuan brought breakfast to his father.

It is a large plate of vegetarian buns filled with tender bamboo shoots and mushrooms.

Lu Ming invited Lu Yuan to eat together.

While eating the delicious buns, he said: "If possible, I would like to go back now. How is your mother?"

"Mom is fine. She just misses you so much. She looks forward to your coming back every day." Lu Yuan's mouth was burned by the stuffing of the buns and he blew air out.

Lu Ming took a sip of water and said with a smile: "You are going to become a demon sect soon. Why are you eating like a child and getting burned? Let's leave in the afternoon."

Lu Yuan also smiled and said: "Eating, I didn't use magic to protect my body, hahahaha! You have just been resurrected, and your body has not been recuperated yet, so you can't bear to travel long distances. Give it another two days."

"Okay. I want to write a letter to your mother and ask Master Lu at the entrance of the village to collect it."

"The monk who sent and received letters...was killed by a monster five years ago."

Generally, if a monk wants to send a letter, he must first know the location of the recipient's soul, that is, the person's soul point.

After knowing that point, the monk who wrote the letter can use Orihe's magic to send the letter.

But mortals don’t have soul points.

"Oh, that's such a pity. Do you know the soul points of other monks?"

Lu Yuan said apologetically: "I don't know. I went home once before, and I only remembered to visit my mother. I didn't think of collecting soul points from other monks. So... the letter cannot be delivered."

Lu Ming said: "It doesn't matter. You can go back in two days anyway."

He took a few bites of the buns and then asked, "I noticed that the girl next to you seems to be paying attention to you all the time. Is she my daughter-in-law?"

Lu Yuan's face felt a little hot.

"Dad, she's not. She's my senior sister. It's a long story."

"It's okay. I have nothing to do anyway. I'll listen to what you have to say."

"Oh, I am a casual cultivator, and she is an elder of the Demon Refining Sect. Their deputy sect leader tried to steal my things and was killed by me, so she was ordered to come to me for revenge."

"Oh," Lu Ming looked at Lu Yuan, "That's not right, then why is she with you again?"

"I showed her the whole story and knew that the deputy sect master was wrong, so she stopped killing me. We have no grudges. Later, she also helped me find the magician who injured Master Fazhao. Without her words

, Master Fazhao can’t get better, so your resurrection will be in trouble.”

Lu Ming's eyes widened: "So, she is still one of my saviors! If you invite her in, I want to thank her!"

"There's no rush!"

Lu Ming smiled and said: "I think that girl is pretty good. You are about to be crowned. Well... you can try to date her."

Lu Yuan almost spit out the bun in his mouth.

"Where is this? She and I are just ordinary friends."

"Dad is impatient. That's right. Husband and wife all start out as friends. Just like your mother and I."

"Dad, please eat your steamed buns. You have to worry about this as soon as you are resurrected."

Lu Ming glanced at him: "Little bastard, if you weren't my Lu Ming's cub, I wouldn't bother talking about you!"

"Oh dad, let's talk about that later. She is five years older than me..."

"What's wrong with the age of five?!" Lu Ming's voice suddenly became louder, "I and your father don't have such prejudices, but you are very picky. Age is not a problem, my father will definitely support you!"

"father!"
To be continued...