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235 Reincarnated

Fu Yu comforted herself.

The battle between Shen Yu and Feng Jian Yue lasted for three days and three nights.

On the eve of dawn, Shen Yu's ruthless killing sword turned into tens of thousands of black and red spiritual energy flows and rushed towards Feng Jianyue's heart, knocking his realm from the realm of transcending tribulation to the realm of distraction. Two realms.

In the end, Kazama Yue was defeated and used all her strength to escape.

Yunding Tiangong is now a sea of ​​blood.

Shen Yu glanced at the Yellow Emperor's spiritual fluid that had been absorbed into his body, and he sat tiredly on the ruins.

He is a spirit who cannot bleed, and the soul he finally condensed is becoming thinner little by little.

The faint morning light penetrated his body and fell on the ground.

Just when Shen Yu was about to close his eyes, he suddenly saw a slender figure flying hurriedly from a distance.

The girl came facing the rays of light, and her picturesque features looked as beautiful as a fairy descending to earth to save the world.

She gently reached out to herself, and then injected spiritual power into herself to maintain the existence of her spiritual body.

"What a warm embrace." Shen Yu hugged the girl greedily, "Wen Yi."

Wen Yi quickly took out the double-core flower and the cauldron for refining medicine from his storage bag, "Shen Yu, give me your Yellow Emperor's spiritual fluid."

Without any hesitation, Shen Yu took out the thousand-year-old peach tree that had been incorporated into the spirit body from his body, and then grabbed it with his long-jointed right hand in the air. A liquid as pure as brilliance and extremely spiritual appeared in his body. in hand.

The liquid was about the size of a palm.

Shen Yu split him into two parts.

One part is used to rebuild the physical body, and the other part is reserved for Shen Shui.

Wenyi uses spiritual power to turn into spiritual fire.

She placed the cauldron above the flames, and then poured the Yellow Emperor's spiritual liquid into the cauldron.

After a cup of tea has passed and you see it boiling, place the double-core flower in it and let it tumble.

Not long after.

The liquid boiling on the roof exudes an alluring aroma.

Wen Yi lowered his head and glanced.

A ball of dreamy colorful mucus had condensed inside the cauldron. She stretched out her hand and felt it. The temperature of the cauldron was not hot. "Shen Yu, do you think this color is correct?"

"Successful." Shen Yu got a white jade cup out of nowhere, then poured the mucus into the cup, raised his head and drank the colorful mucus.

A warm current coursed through his body, and Shen Yu felt as if he was soaking in a warm hot spring. Memories from a thousand years ago and a thousand years later kept popping up in his mind.

There is a weak self, a strong self, a fearful self, and a courageous self. Memories of the past appeared in his mind over and over again, from his childhood to his youth.

Shen Yu saw the face of his long-lost mother.

He saw Feng Jianyue, who was almost frozen to death by the snowstorm.

I saw Yuehua, the son of the current prime minister.

He and Shen Shui do not know each other.

Fufeng followed him obediently, like a little tail.

Years later, they have become influential figures in their respective fields.

Then a series of beautiful memories turned into horrific nightmares.

Shen Shui went to the ruins of the War of Gods to guard the passage of the demons, and eventually died tragically.

The moonlight disappeared without a trace.

Kazama Yue's betrayal.

Fufeng’s departure.

All the good things are shattered.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Yu saw himself holding the Qianyuan Immortal Sword and pointing his finger at the sky on the day he ascended, asking Heaven why he had to bear such an unbearable and heavy fate?

He doesn't want to, and he doesn't want to become an immortal.

On the other side of Sendai, a female cultivator dressed in light pink and with a stunningly beautiful face was also undergoing a tribulation.

Shen Yu glanced at it curiously. He always felt that the figure from behind was extremely familiar.

When he saw that person's appearance, he saw that Heaven suddenly rained down tens of thousands of thunderstorm punishments and struck the body of the sentient Taoist female cultivator.

The unwillingness and despair in the female cultivator's eyes kept reappearing in Shen Yu's mind.

He couldn't help but swing out a ruthless killing sword, blocking the fatal blow.

Then, Shen Yu felt that his body was extremely light, flying higher and higher. When he was about to reach the Tianmen, uncontrollable anger arose in his heart.

Shen Yu held the sword in both hands and mercilessly killed with the terrifying power. He rushed towards the Tiantian Gate and chopped it into pieces with a sword.

Then a dazzling white light fell on Shen Yu's head, and he gradually lost consciousness.

A cold, lonely, and unspeakable breath came to my face.

Shen Yu, who was sleeping, smelled a smell of blood. He slowly opened his eyes and emerged from the bloody altar. What he saw was a face with delicate and picturesque features.

It's a thermometer.

Memories of the past surfaced bit by bit, and Shen Yu felt like his soul was wandering in the sky.

He looked at Wen Yi who was holding him in confusion, wanting to return to his body urgently, but found that he couldn't go back. Just when Shen Yu felt that his soul was about to dissipate, he heard Wen Yi's call. , I heard the call of Yuehua, I heard the call of the sinking water in the ruins of the God War, I heard the call of the people of Qingzhou.

His confused eyes gradually became clear, and Shen Yu found a heavy feeling.

At this moment, the soul also gained weight, and Shen Yu gradually returned to his body.

The originally transparent body gradually became real. Shen Yu heard his heartbeat and felt the beating of his pulse. He felt the coolness of the wind, the heat of the sun, the freshness of the air. He smelled the fragrance of flowers, and the person in his arms was also incomparably... of realness.

Wen Yi's body temperature spread to himself through the thin clothes, and he finally rebuilt his body and became a human!

At the same time, Shen Yu's cultivation level also climbed step by step from the Tribulation Realm to the Mahayana Realm.

His power is back!

"Shen Yu, Shen Yu, are you okay?" Wen Yi patted Shen Yu's face worriedly.

Although she had two lives of experience, she had never encountered such a situation of transforming from a spiritual body into a physical body, and she felt very anxious and uneasy.

"It's okay." Shen Yu opened his arms. He looked at the anxious girl intently, held her delicate eyes with his slender hands, and then lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

Different from the kiss from the spirit body, Shen Yu felt Wen Yi's body temperature, which was extremely real.

Wen Yi's eyes widened at the boss. She was stunned for a while and felt Shen Yu's body temperature, and then she embraced the person she loved with a smile on her face.

Seeing Shen Yu transform into a human form again, Wen Yi felt very happy.

They have gone through ups and downs together, lived and died together, experienced endless hardships, and finally blossomed and bore fruit at this time, getting their own fruits of victory. How could she not be elated?

At this time, the sky is full of colorful clouds.

Xie Qian, Fu Yu, Gu Yanting and Feng Ya who finally returned to the team at the bottom of the mountain all looked at the sky. They felt that a great person had successfully revived.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should become a human body." The happiest thing for Feng Ya was that the curse that represented his people would be lifted soon. Of course, this would require Shen Yu to grant them this grace.


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