Tianwei Chapter 304: Resurrection (1)
Bunches of colorful light bloomed in the air like fireworks.
The huge black sword, from bottom to top, with the power to create the world, slashed up into the sky surrounded by fireworks.
The crack in the sky became bigger, and light poured out like a river, hitting the waves. As the waves rolled, the giant sword and the colorful mist were wrapped up in it.
Just as the man said, at this moment, something strange happened.
In the boundless wilderness, the wind began to howl. In the endless mountains at the end, huge shadows like gods and demons swayed. Behind the mountains, deep in the dense forests, under the rivers, and above the clouds, there were bodies stretched out and peeping eyes.
It is hard to see or explain, as if this moment is not the present, but the ancient past.
Are those all true? Gamu's face changed slightly as he looked at the shadows of gods and demons that appeared in the mountains and forests.
Probably not... uh, I don’t know.
The reason why I denied my own statement is because I know that Wudian has the ability to reshape reality from illusion. So, are the things displayed in this wilderness world real or false?
No one answered at this moment, and that roar to heaven made people tremble with fear and unable to think about anything else.
The sky began to change constantly, with colorful clouds and light interweaving and decorating the sky like a dream world. Wisps of mist fell from above, dissipated with the strong wind, and the next moment seemed to merge into the world.
I can feel that my power is increasing. The increase is not very large, but it is much faster than my own practice.
Suddenly, there was a strong wind and the wind made a sound.
There were wooden, stone, copper and iron objects colliding.
There were human and animal voices echoing.
Various sounds mixed together and gathered into a torrent, rushing towards the sky.
The wind will be blown away, and the light will be covered.
I saw a figure appear in the wind.
Groups and groups of people , densely packed like a sea of people.
In the front was a tall man in cloth, holding a long black sword. He raised the sword and took a step forward, just like the man from Wudian had done just now.
It’s just that he looks even more noble and sacred, making people want to worship him.
The crowd started to whisper, then to shout, and then to the top of their voices. They seemed to be roaring, and the indescribable strange tones echoed between heaven and earth. Although I couldn't understand what they were, I knew that it was a sacrifice to the heavens.
The man at the front holding a sword and walking forward, each step higher than the last, was like he was walking on an invisible staircase, step by step, up to the sky. But when he reached the middle of the sky, he stopped moving and bent his knees, kneeling there.
He raised the black sword high above his head, and wisps of colorful mist fell from the sky and merged into it.
This scene lasted for a long time.
Then the man stood up and swung his sword down.
The music in the sky weakened, the light began to dim, and the crack began to heal.
Eventually, everything disappears.
The crowd and sounds of people offering sacrifices to the sky disappeared without a trace, and the boundless wilderness began to return to its original appearance, turning back into that lonely space.
And at this moment, something surprising happened.
A man appeared out of nowhere, and he walked with his eyes closed, all the way up to the sky.
His appearance was so strange that it made people feel cold.
Wei Qingcang has a bronze-armored corpse body and can see more clearly than normal people. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly exclaimed: It's the man just now.
That person just now? Was it Wudian? I asked in astonishment.
It's him! Wei Qingcang said with certainty.
I looked up and saw that he had already taken a step toward the sky and gradually disappeared. When he took that last step, a ripple appeared in the sky, as if calm water was stirred. A faint, indistinct sound came from behind the sky.
Dull and huge, like thunder.
How could it be him... I opened my mouth and eyes wide in surprise.
Perhaps, that was the so-called him in the past, Wei Qingcang said.
The past him... I was even more shocked. Was everything he said true? Although he had lost the Five Classics inheritance, he still recreated his past self at the last moment with the power of his bloodline?
This is simply a mythical method, and almost no one would believe it if you told them about it.
Sacrifice to the Heaven, Sacrifice to the Heaven…
It turns out that the so-called ceremony of offering sacrifice to heaven was actually offering himself to heaven.
In this case, isn't he sacrificing himself like a pig or a sheep to open the way to freedom?
Is it cruel or right to treat yourself like this?
Most importantly, did he succeed?
Has the cage really been broken?
This will just remain a mystery unless one day I try it myself.
But the thought of myself being sacrificed was very strange.
He is a man of great wisdom, Wei Qingcang said.
Maybe...
At this time, Gamu had already rushed out. I followed his figure and found that a figure had fallen from the sky.
It’s a Taoist priest!
Otherwise, Gamu would not have rushed so fast.
Without saying anything, I followed him. The sacrifice to the heavens seemed to have healed my injuries, and I ran faster, higher, and stronger than before...
Sorry, I said the Olympics...
In a word, I run very fast!
Gamu was faster and reached out to catch it before the old Taoist landed on the ground.
He gently put the old Taoist on the ground and looked at him carefully. When I got there, I couldn't help but feel excited when I saw the familiar face.
Although we were apart for only a few days, it felt like a long time had passed.
Where is the soul? Gamu turned around and asked me.
In the Taoist temple, Grandpa Shi keeps it, I said.
Gamu didn't hesitate at all. He pulled the old Taoist up and carried him on his back, saying: Let's go back!
I know he is very anxious, and this is also the purpose of my coming to the Wudian Space.
But now that I have inherited the Five Classics, when I look at this space again, I can vaguely see a very light mist rising from below and merging into my body.
But I didn’t feel any special feeling in my body. I shook my head and didn’t take it seriously. The most important thing now was to revive the old Taoist priest.
With the power of the Jade Pendant, we went straight back to the Five Elements Taoist Temple.
The beautiful girl had been waiting for a long time, but when she saw Gamu coming towards her carrying the old Taoist's corpse, she was stunned. Instead of shouting in surprise, she burst into tears.
I didn't have time to coax him. After asking Gamu to carry the old Taoist's body back first, I went straight to find Grandpa Shi who was sitting in the room and asked for Bai Yunyan.
Grandpa Shi seemed relieved as well. He smiled at me, which was a rare occasion. He asked: I didn’t expect you to come back so soon.
I didn’t expect that…
Didn't Wudian make things difficult for you? That's unlikely, said Grandpa Shi.
I nodded, and then told him everything that happened after I went there . When Grandpa Shi learned that Wudian had passed on the legacy to me, his expression changed a little, and he looked indescribably strange. He looked at me, and after a while he sighed and shook his head: I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, it seems that Wudian is indeed Wudian.
What does that mean? I asked.
Counting the days, this time is almost here. Well, you should deal with these things first, and when you have nothing to worry about, I will tell you everything. Grandpa Shi said.
This surprised me, and I was a little nervous. Because I instinctively felt that what Grandpa Shi was going to say was definitely not good. And the more I thought about it, the more it felt like a death sentence for me.
What does it mean to be free of all worries? Are you afraid that I will die with regrets?
Given Grandpa Shi's personality, this is very likely.
What exactly is he going to say?
Why does it give me this feeling?
Here you go, just put it on his forehead, and the soul will enter the body by itself. Grandpa Shi didn't give me much time to think, he handed it over, and the swirling white cloud was there.
I took it and asked: Why can't you tell me now?
It's not the right time, said Grandpa Shi.
I nodded, didn't ask any more questions, took my things and turned away.
Gamu had been waiting for a long time and was about to get angry. As soon as he saw me leave the room, he grabbed me and ran away.
Is it necessary to run so fast in such a large Taoist temple?
I felt a little depressed, and even the joy of reviving the old Taoist was diluted.
After entering the room, I saw Wei Qingcang tidying up the old Taoist's clothes. When he saw me coming in, he smiled and stepped back a few steps to make room.
I did as Grandpa Shi said and placed the Baiyunyan on the old Taoist's forehead.
His forehead was a little cold, but not like a dead person. Although it was not as rosy as that of an ordinary person, it looked normal.
The white cloud of smoke stuck to his forehead and immediately turned into smoke that enveloped him. A faint transparent outline lay flat in the smoke and merged with the old Taoist's body.
The whole process happened so fast that people had no time to react. As soon as the smoke cleared, Gamu grabbed my sleeve and asked: How was it?
I couldn't help but roll my eyes. It's such a short time now, and I'm still expected to blink?
Wait a minute, the soul needs time to adapt after leaving the body. Wei Qingcang said that he had absolute authority to speak on this point. After all, he was resurrected in a similar way before. But compared to the old Taoist, his situation was much better. Because Gamu used secret methods to preserve his soul from beginning to end, he did not lose his previous life, nor did he let his soul leave the body for too long.
We waited for a long time, but it was only a few minutes. Gamu was so anxious that he wanted to jump up and down, asking questions again and again, asking so many questions that I wanted to shut him up.
What's going on? Why aren't you moving? Gamu asked again.
I don't know! I said angrily: If you think he's moving too slowly, go kick him a couple of times, and he'll move when it hurts.
How can you talk like that! Gamu's face suddenly darkened.
“Okay, okay, wait a little longer,” Wei Qingcang persuaded.
At this moment, my eyes happened to sweep across the old Taoist's palm, and I saw that one of his index fingers twitched slightly.
Wake up! I shouted with joy.
Gamu pushed me aside and went forward to take a look. At this moment, the door made a loud bang. Looking back, I saw the little beauty holding the door in a panic, looking at a loss.
Is he awake? The little beauty asked with some stammering.
I looked back at the old Taoist priest again. He began to breathe and his chest was rising and falling.
Wake up! I turned around and answered with certainty.
There were still traces of tears on the little beauty's face. She stumbled in, pushed me over, and lay down next to the old Taoist, watching me without blinking.
This girl is very strong. Although my arm hurt from being hit, I couldn't help laughing.
