Chapter 222: Back to the Human World, Red and White Conflict
Li Daoxuan was about to step into the formation when suddenly a curtain of light rose up and blocked him.
He looked at Zhou Laodao with some surprise.
Taoist Zhou slapped his head and said with a smile, "I was too busy and confused. Master, take this."
He took out a yellow talisman, the patterns on it were somewhat similar to the array patterns.
"To enter the formation, you need a token, which is equivalent to a key. Wear this talisman, and you can enter."
"When you want to come back, just drop some blood on the talisman. I will sense it and then activate the magic circle."
Li Daoxuan nodded and took the talisman.
"What about them?"
"There is only one token. All you have to do is hold their hands."
Li Daoxuan took Momo's hand, and then looked at Liu Bihen.
He was about to explain when he saw Liu Bihen smiling and holding his hand generously.
Liu Bihen's hands were slender and beautiful, and her ten long fingers seemed to be carved out of fine jade, spotless. Due to her practice of Taoism, her hands were extremely smooth without even a trace of callus.
These are hands naturally suited for holding a sword.
Li Daoxuan put away the distracting thoughts in his mind and began to step into the formation. This time, there was indeed no obstruction.
Rays of golden light rose in the magic circle, and the surrounding environment suddenly became distorted.
"Momo, don't you want to say goodbye to Grandpa?"
Li Daoxuan said suddenly.
After this separation, she and her grandfather might never see each other again.
But he just shook his head silently without saying anything. He showed neither excitement about leaving nor sadness about parting.
She just let Li Daoxuan hold her very obediently, holding the dirty rag doll tightly in her other hand.
"Mo Mo, when you get there, remember to listen to the Master's words!"
However, Taoist Zhou was a little reluctant and warned loudly.
The golden light became brighter and brighter, and the entire resurrection formation had been fully activated and was about to be fully launched.
At this moment, Mo Mo suddenly raised her little face and looked at Li Daoxuan.
There was a deep reluctance in those big, dark and bright eyes.
Li Daoxuan's heart tightened. Could it be that this so-called formation was really a trap?
The third eye between his eyebrows shone with light, and a golden light for subduing demons was rapidly brewing, ready to deal with any emergency.
Liu Bihen, who was holding his hand, also noticed something was wrong. Her eyes turned slightly cold, and she grasped the hilt of the sword with her other hand. She flicked her fingers, revealing a section of the sword that was flashing with cold light.
The sharp sword intent floated around her body, curling up her hair.
Her eyes were lowered, but in fact she was ready to strike. Her swordsmanship was insightful and she could draw her sword to meet the enemy at any time.
However, to their surprise, the formation was not offensive at all, and Taoist Zhou did not take any action. Instead, a lot of black liquid appeared on his body again.
This time there was a lot of black liquid, which submerged Mo Mo almost instantly and blocked the golden light of the formation.
Li Daoxuan only felt a sharp pain in his hand and could not help but let go of Mo Mo's hand.
The formation was activated, and the surrounding space became more and more distorted. In a trance, I seemed to hear suona and crying sounds.
Li Daoxuan knew that he might go to the world of the living.
He looked at Momo, and his heavenly eyes penetrated the sticky black liquid and saw the little girl inside. She was looking at Li Daoxuan with a very helpless look.
Finally, as if knowing that he could not leave here, he silently threw something towards Li Daoxuan.
Li Daoxuan reached out and caught it. It was the rag doll that was always with her.
He wanted to say something, but his eyes blurred and the void around him was completely distorted. Even with his strong physique, he couldn't help feeling dizzy.
Liu Bihen 's grip on his hand suddenly became very tight, her nails almost piercing into Li Daoxuan's flesh.
She was obviously in a lot of pain too.
However, from beginning to end, Li Daoxuan did not hear any sound from her. He even caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that Liu Bihen was still standing up and drawing her sword. The hand holding the sword did not tremble at all, and was as steady as a rock.
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Jiangzhou.
A funeral procession was carrying a coffin towards the cemetery.
Friends and relatives wore white mourning clothes and cried bitterly.
However, many people came towards them, wearing wedding clothes, beating gongs and drums, and the groom was riding a tall horse to pick up the bride.
The red event and the white event collided, and for a moment the two teams were stuck there, neither of them willing to retreat.
Once the coffin is lifted, it will not fall to the ground until it reaches the cemetery, and you cannot move back, this is the rule.
According to common sense, happy events should give way to sad events, because the living do not compete with the dead. The living still have plenty of time, but the dead are in a hurry to reincarnate and cannot miss the time.
If there is a delay, the dead will come to collect debts from the living.
But the groom seemed to have drunk a lot of alcohol, and he came from a distinguished family and was very arrogant. On his wedding day, he was unwilling to give way, so he ordered his servants to come forward with sticks and shout and curse.
Seeing the funeral procession, the groom was so frightened that he dared not say anything back. Instead, he became even more outrageous and even teased the widow who was in mourning clothes.
The funeral procession was made up of common people , so they could only grit their teeth and swallow their anger, not daring to speak out.
Finally they decided to back off and make way.
This is a great disrespect to the dead. Ordinary people are bullied when they are alive, and they have to give way to others when they die.
The groom, reeking of alcohol, walked through the funeral procession with his servants, laughing. He even stopped at the widow and looked her up and down.
However, at this moment, the coffin suddenly fell to the ground with a bang.
The ropes tied to the coffin broke one after another.
"It's unknown where it landed, it's unknown where it landed!"
Someone shouted loudly, his voice full of fear.
The groom seemed a little frightened, but thanks to the alcohol, he was able to remain calm.
But the next moment, the coffin lid that had been nailed shut suddenly trembled.
Nails flew out and landed in front of the groom.
The groom was completely frightened at this time. He ran away desperately, and the aggressive servants also fled with him, and for a moment they even ignored the bride.
The bride also seemed to have a hot temper. She walked out of the bridal sedan, lifted her red veil, and angrily said, "I won't get married!"
…
Bang!
The coffin lid was lifted, and a figure sat up. However, it was not the deceased, but a handsome young Taoist priest.
He jumped out of the coffin, stretched out his hand, and said awkwardly: "Junior sister, I just bumped into you accidentally. Who would have thought that we would appear in a coffin? It's too crowded."
Liu Bihen did not hold his hand again, but jumped out of the coffin by herself. She was wearing a tight robe, with a long sword hanging from her waist. She looked heroic, with her high ponytail fluttering in the wind.
"That's fine. A cultivator doesn't have to be so particular about small details."
She waved her hands, looking relaxed, but with a slight blush on her face.
"You... who are you? Why did you come out of my husband's coffin?"
The widow stepped forward tremblingly and asked.
Li Daoxuan smiled faintly and said, "My friend, I am very polite. I owe you a favor by borrowing your precious land. In this case..."
He raised his Dow finger, and the surrounding plants and flowers fluttered, emitting countless crystal clear plant spiritual energy, which poured into the body of the man in the coffin.
"You 're going to do this to my husband—"
The widow's words came to an abrupt halt because she saw her husband, who had been dead for several days, seemed to move his fingers slightly, and his pale face quickly turned rosy.
But in just a moment, her husband's appearance changed drastically. His body was no longer stiff, his face was rosy, and he even started breathing.
She was so excited that she burst into tears.
My husband died of overwork because his family was poor and he had four young children.
"Layman, your husband's spirit has actually always been here. Even after the seventh day, he still refuses to leave. He would rather become a wandering ghost and not be able to reincarnate than to silently protect you and the child. Even if I hadn't walked out of the coffin just now, the groom would have suffered retribution."
Li Daoxuan sighed: "Fortunately, his body has not decayed yet, otherwise even I would not be able to save him."
Upon hearing this, the widow immediately knelt down and kowtowed.
"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master!"
She knocked so hard that her forehead turned blue, but when she stood up and wanted to take out her few remaining belongings to give as a gift, she found that the immortal master had disappeared long ago.
Along with the heroic girl, they disappeared without a trace.
