The Madonna of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 43

Lin Yunyuan didn't think that Fu Xuqin would be able to save Yan'er's life. He had been in a high position for a long time, and he had never seen any methods of bringing the dead back to life in the world. The opinion of...sometimes it is not possible to agree.

Everything about Yan'er, even if it is absurd, he has to try it again, as Chu Mingyu said, if you don't try, how will you know.

Lin Yunyuan hesitated for a moment, and agreed decisively, "Finally, how can I help you?"

Chu Mingyu opened his brows slightly, and the young man's tone was calm and steady, "I will lead the suzerain away from Taixu Xianzong in three days. As far as I know, Fu Xuqin is hidden in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain. Then you Go get it out."

Lin Yunyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you asking me to steal it?"

Chu Mingyu remained silent, otherwise, he would have been unable to avoid Chu He's eyes and ears and get the Fuxuqin.Lin Yunyuan looked at the silent young man, and couldn't help thinking of his young son who had passed away. He felt a pain in his heart, and said slowly, "Okay."

If Yan'er can be resurrected, what kind of shit is this?

Chu Mingyu knew that Lin Yunyuan would not disagree, so he was not surprised when he heard this promise. He nodded, and the two of them had reached a consensus on this matter.

Three days later, the main hall of the Lin family.

Lin Yunyuan looked at the young man who came in a hurry, and said in a slightly surprised tone, "I have underestimated you."

He originally thought that this trip would not be too smooth. After all, with Chu He's temperament as an old fox, he would not be so easily fooled, so he was already ready to fight Chu He, but who knew that Chu Mingyu really had the ability to fight against Chu He? Chu He led out and didn't come back for a day.

Chu Mingyu couldn't deny it.

Lin Yunyuan looked at the still silent young man, the pride and high spirits of the chief disciple of the first sect could no longer be seen on his face, his whole body seemed to have settled down, and the breath around him was calm and dead.

Of course he didn't know that in order to lure Chu He out, Chu Mingyu did not hesitate to release some information about Ye Junzhu. Since ancient times, the word love is the most difficult to understand.

Even if Chu Hegui is the suzerain of Taixu Xianzong, he cannot escape this love word.

rumbling--

A large, black door affixed to the wall slowly moved away to reveal a dark path.

Chu Mingyu's heart beat slightly faster, as if a secret fantasy in his heart was about to come true, he clenched his hands, followed Lin Yunyuan, and walked into this secret passage.

After the two of them had completely entered, the door of the dark passage bang and quickly closed again. Immediately, all the light dissipated, and the whole road became pitch black.

But Chu Mingyu is a cultivator of immortals, so he doesn't pay attention to this bit of darkness. He released his consciousness, avoided some obstacles perfectly, followed Lin Yunyuan, and walked forward smoothly.

The pitch-black path seemed invisible, and the sound of water ticking seemed to come from through the wall. The two of them walked for an unknown how long. Chu Mingyu only knew that the temperature in the environment was getting lower and lower, and even his brows were covered. There was a layer of frost.

The sound of water droplets became louder and louder. Lin Yunyuan turned into a bend, and Chu Mingyu followed him. In an instant, the cold air rushed over, and his eyes changed from pitch black to bright.

Chu Mingyu choked for breath.

In front of him was a huge ice room, with crystal clear ice edges hanging upside down above his head, shining with dazzling light, under his feet was an unbelievably thick layer of ice, and the walls were also covered with solid ice, so that it could A monk who cultivated at the Nascent Soul stage felt cold.

Chu Mingyu, who has a lot of knowledge since he was a child, naturally recognized it at a glance, "This is... Wannian Ice?"

"kindness."

Lin Yunyuan replied lightly, as if Wannian Ice is worthless, if the outside world finds out, they will definitely stare down their eyes in surprise, this is Wannian Ice!It is impossible to find a non-extremely cold place. Many people are lucky enough to find such a small piece. However, this ice room has filled the entire room with thousands of years of cold ice, making people wonder if Lin Yunyuan Find all the ten thousand years of ice in the world.

In the whole ice room, the most conspicuous thing is the high platform in the center. The high platform is round, with a smooth surface and a diameter of about three feet. The reason why it is the most conspicuous is that this high platform is completely carved out of ten thousand years of ice. Yes, the hardness of the Ten Thousand Years Ice is almost comparable to that of black iron, and I don't know who is so divine, can have such a great ability to cut the uneven Ten Thousand Years Ice into such a neat appearance.

There was a light mask quietly floating on the round stage, and a pure white ball was covered in the middle of the light mask. Chu Mingyu's eyes lit up, and he quickly approached the round stage, looking at the small ball that was naughty in the round mask, with a tone of voice in his tone. Uncontrollable surprise, "Yanyan!"

People who thought that their souls had been scattered for a long time now still have a soul, even if it is still incomplete, it is enough to make Chu Mingyu ecstatic, a huge surprise hits his heart, like a desperate traveler in the desert seeing an oasis, Chu Mingyu's eyes are sour , almost shed tears.

Lin Yunyuan's weary voice sounded behind him, "Yan'er's soul is dissipating with time, even if there are thousands of years of ice, it won't last long."

Chu Mingyu's eyes dimmed with surprise, he suppressed the great sadness in his heart, turned around, saw the Fuxuqin floating quietly in the void, and said with difficulty, "Now, the only thing we can do is to try it as soon as possible." .”

Fuxuqin is extremely simple, just like an inconspicuous xylophone in ordinary people's homes, without the luster and aura of ancient artifacts.

Chu Mingyu walked to the side of the Fuxuqin and sat on the floor. His fingers slowly stroked the strings. Immediately, spiritual energy gathered at the fingertips, one by one, lightly twirling and picking, and the melodious sound of the piano echoed throughout the ice room. .

The sound of the piano seemed to carry a hint of magic, and the entire ice room, like ripples on the water, gradually distorted.

Lin Yunyuan walked to the round platform, gently peeled off the layer of protective cover, put the pure white ball in his palm, and the spiritual energy in his palm poured into the ball continuously.

Slowly going back in time——

The young man playing the piano saw countless fragments passing before his eyes in a trance, there was the beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes who lived under the plane tree when he was a boy for the first time, and there were details of the two people's encounter when they were in the Taixu Xianzong. Very touching.

The sound of the piano became more and more intense, and the entire ice room began to shake violently. Countless ice edges fell sharply and hit the ground. The young man playing the piano suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, but his slender fingers were not affected at all. , still plucking flexibly on the strings.

rumbling--

The huge thunder calamity split through layers of solid walls, almost destroying the entire ice room. The ice room was crumbling. Chu Mingyu felt a sharp pain in his heart, so that his fingertips could not help but pause.

The rumble of thunder rang endlessly, as if the Dao of Heaven had been enraged, trying to stop the behavior of the two of them.

I don't know how long time passed, and the surroundings returned to silence.

"how is this possible!"

An unbelievable voice broke down, as if unable to accept this fact, Chu Mingyu suddenly threw Fu Xuqin off his knees, his eyes were red, "This is impossible, impossible!"

Surrounded by the familiar ice room, nothing changed at all. Lin Yunyuan closed his eyes slightly to hide the disappointment in his eyes. He knew that it would not be so easy to change his fate, but he still wanted to give it a try. The reality is still the same.

He looked at the somewhat crazy young man, how could Chu Mingyu refuse to believe that he failed like this?He was about to break Fu Xuqin, but Lin Yunyuan stopped him in time, "Chu Mingyu!"

The young man suddenly calmed down, but the blood in his eyes exposed his emotions. For the first time, the young man who had always been flamboyant showed a fragile expression. He said desperately, "What should I do?"

No one could answer him.

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natural peak.

The grass is luxuriant and the trees are drooping.

"What did you say?"

The young man's unbelievable voice sounded, and he looked at the handsome monk in front of him. The Buddha's face was as indifferent as ever, and he seemed to be able to see everything in the world clearly in those ancient well-free eyes.

"Is what you said true?"

"nature."

"What's in it for you?"

"none."

Just as Chu Mingyu was about to say something, he heard the words of the indifferent monk for the first time with subtle, almost imperceptible emotions, "I just want to see the way of heaven , Is it really that unfair?"

"I also want to see to what extent the body of the heavenly spirit can do it."

Chu Mingyu felt a little absurd in his heart, he pulled a mocking smile, "I don't know if the world knows that Wuchen, a heartless and heartless Buddha, has such obsessions."

The Buddha closed his eyes, and moved the red sandalwood beads one by one with his fingers, and the surrounding was quiet only the sound of the wind.

Chu Mingyu glanced at the person in front of him seriously, and said suddenly, "No matter what ideas you have, as long as you can revive Yanyan... I'm willing to give it a try."

"Even if you give your life?"

"Correct."

"Well, water this seed day and night with your heart and blood, and come to me in two months."

"……it is good."

In this way, Chu Mingyu agreed to the conditions of the so-called Buddha's son. He didn't mind what the other party used him for. He had only one purpose from the beginning to the end.

Two months passed quickly, and the agreed day arrived.

The Buddha took the blood-red seeds, and his usually emotionless words could not help but tinge with joy, "Chief Chu is really persistent."

As soon as he exerted force on his palm, blood-red seeds quickly sprouted in his palm, and gradually germinated. Chu Mingyu's eyes gradually blurred, and he felt that the space was rapidly distorting. Finally, he heard a low sigh, "The way of heaven is really unfair..."