Everyone settled Zhao Wuji in a dojo. Led by Cao Yusheng, no less than forty powerful priests joined forces to set up the strongest spirit gathering array in history, hoping to restore Zhao Wuji.
Buzz!
The terrifying spiritual pressure shook the entire deep space realm, almost causing the sky to collapse...
However, even so, Zhao Wuji still showed no signs of resurrection.
"I think his strength has been exhausted." A strong priest suddenly spoke sadly and shook his head helplessly: "He appeared just to restrain the sick person. Now that the sick person has passed away, the darkness and strangeness have been eliminated. His mission
It’s done, it’s like a fate.”
"Fate..." Yinghong murmured, her beautiful eyes lost color, she was a little insensitive, and she immediately shouted: "No, he won't, he said he won't die! Liar..."
At the end of her speech, Yinghong's tears fell uncontrollably: "This big liar, he said he would come back alive! He said so!"
"Miss Yinghong, don't be like this..." Someone comforted him, but he hesitated.
At this moment, Zixia's beautiful eyes were reddish, and her eyes were full of tears. She held back the heartbroken Yinghong and held the heartbroken Yinghong in her arms. The two of them had long been like sisters, and they were both very important women to Zhao Wuji, so they could empathize with her.
"It'll be fine." Zixia held back her tears and gently stroked Yinghong's back to comfort her: "We can wait a little longer. The formation won't be effective right away. Maybe he will wake up after a while.
"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.
This spirit gathering formation is the strongest in history, and the spirit gathering formation is usually the strongest in the early stage, and the spiritual energy will weaken in the later stage. If Zhao Wuji cannot recover at the beginning, it will naturally be impossible in the future... But knowing that the spirit gathering array is
None of the people found out.
Whoosh!
A figure cut through the sky, entered the heaven, and came in front of everyone.
"I'm back."
The familiar voice and familiar breath made everyone excited and turned to look back.
This person is exactly the same as Zhao Wuji, but his aura is slightly lower. It is obvious that this figure is just a spiritual body of Zhao Wuji.
"Wuji..." Zixia looked at the spirit body.
"Why do I feel so strong? It turns out there is something wrong with the main body." The spirit body came to the side of Zhao Wuji in the formation: "Unfortunately, even if I come back, I may not be able to have much effect on the main body."
After saying this, the spirit body did not hesitate any longer and turned into a dazzling golden light and entered Zhao Wuji's body.
However, even if the spirit and body were reunited, there was no improvement.
Zhao Wuji still didn't wake up, but his cold body had warmed up a bit, but he was still out of breath and unable to wake up.
"It has an effect, but it's not significant. If all his spiritual bodies return, it might be possible for him to recover." Someone said.
However, the seemingly casual suspicion made Cao Yusheng awakened by a word. He also has many spiritual bodies, and they can be connected by blood no matter how far they are, even across the long river of time and space.
"Let me try to contact my spiritual body." Cao Yusheng murmured to himself, then closed his eyes and concentrated on meditating.
In the dark heart.
"Who? Who is calling Dao Ye?" Cao II.
"I, my lord." Cao Yusheng.
"You? Who are you? I am still here! Get out of here and don't speak in my head, Master Dao!" Cao Sanshi.
"..." Cao IV: "You..."
"Yes, get out." Cao V.
"Wait, don't make trouble, I really have something important to tell you." Cao Yusheng said with embarrassment, "Can you just listen to what I have to say first?"
It takes three breaths to communicate with the spirit body. Cao Yu is probably the most speechless person.
"Say it." Cao Ba.
"In your era, have you ever encountered Zhao Wuji's spiritual body?" Cao Yusheng asked: "If so, please tell me that something happened to the body and your life is at risk."
"I've never seen his spiritual body. Can't we just let him conspire with it? What kind of mentality do you have?" Cao Laoliu.
"If he can collude, why do I need to ask you bastards?" Cao Yusheng was angry.
"Are you cool? Go back quickly and connect with the spirit body. You can contact him with his own blood. As a combination of our wisdom, you don't even know this?" This was what the fat man Cao Jiushi said.
.
"..." Cao Yusheng.
Buzz!
Cao Yusheng hurriedly logged off, too lazy to talk nonsense to them. What kind of evil had he done in his previous life to separate the spiritual bodies of such a bunch of shit~ I don’t want to lose face? Hey!
"how's it going?"
When everyone saw Cao Yusheng open his eyes, they all looked forward to it.
"Everyone, let me give it a try." Cao Yusheng stepped forward, walked into the formation, came to the side of Zhao Wuji, and then took a drop of Zhao Wuji's blood and started to form the seal.
Buzz!
The golden light enveloped both of them.
"Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law, uses his blood to drive me, and helps me channel spirits..."
at some point.
"It's done!"
After continuous efforts and continuous casting of spells, Cao Yusheng finally paid off, and he successfully entered Zhao Wuji's heart.
The sea of mind was dark, but in the middle, there was a circle of golden light. There, stood a figure with disheveled hair, with his back turned to him.
"Is that you? Xiao Zhaozi." Cao Yusheng tried to ask, taking the lead in breaking the silence.
"Damn fat man, we're finally here." Zhao Wuji turned around slowly, his long silver hair moving in a calm manner. He was still the same young man, looking at the tenth reincarnation of his old friend who was both a teacher and a friend with an innocent smile.
"Are you me?" Cao Yusheng was startled.
"Yeah." Zhao Wuji nodded.
"Why don't you wake up if you're not dead?" Cao Yusheng asked.
"The calamity of death has not passed, it's not that I don't want to, it's that she doesn't want to." As Zhao Wuji spoke, he touched the black energy barrier on one side.
Buzz!
As soon as his hand touched it, a golden divine pattern appeared with a restriction, trapping him and making him unable to get out of here.
"This is... the imprisonment of the Twelve Fierce God Patterns." Cao Yusheng was somewhat knowledgeable and could see the clues at a glance.
"In the battle with the patient, I have not yet reached the level of sacrifice. In addition to using my own extreme strength, I also used them." Zhao Wuji said: "In the final showdown, the patient is invincible. If it weren't for these three powerful weapons,
I sealed myself at the last moment, and I was afraid that they would also be blown up, and I had reached my limit. They captured a ray of my soul and locked it here. To be precise, the me in the outside body was indeed dead, and I couldn't breathe like a gossamer.
It’s this ray of my true soul.”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Alas..." Cao Yusheng frowned when he heard this: "In this case, it is indeed very difficult to handle. I also understand what you said about finally coming.
That makes sense."
Zhao Wuji smiled and said nothing, looking at Cao Yusheng.
"You can practice here. After a few years, you will definitely break the shackles one day." Cao Yusheng said with solemn eyes: "And if I cast a spell to force you to go back, you will be completely annihilated in three hundred days at most.
Why don't you try to communicate with other spiritual bodies and let them come back to blend with you, maybe you can return the yang."
Zhao Wuji shook his head when he heard this. It was obvious that he had tried, but the self-proclaimed powers of these three great weapon spirits did not imprison them in an ordinary way. Instead, they imprisoned everything, and they were unable to integrate their artistic conceptions and communicate with other spirits at all.
The reason why I was able to see Cao Yusheng was because Cao Yusheng took the initiative to approach him and entered his heart. This gave the two people the opportunity to meet.
"Three hundred days, that's enough." Zhao Wuji smiled at this time: "The patient is already in his early stages, and there is no more weirdness in the world. I want to go back and live a good life with them for a while, so I have no regrets."
"Alas..." Cao Yusheng sighed after hearing this. He understood that this kid had already made a decision, and it would be difficult to change it. However, the three hundred-day time limit is only one year for a mortal, let alone a monk. Really
Too short.
"Let's do it, I want to see them again." Zhao Wuji's eyes were determined. The world has been settled and the mystery has been eliminated. He doesn't want to argue with anyone anymore. Now he just wants to go back and see his wives, An.
Live a peaceful and secluded life.
Ever since he traveled through Zhetian, he has only wanted to live a secluded life. He once promised those people, but he broke his promise in the end. This time, he doesn't want to regret it anymore.