Episode 101

  "Little black kid, why are you sneaking a smile?"

  "Look at the couple who just came in, they don't look like good people. I'm afraid that scholar has eloped with some rich family's daughter. Tomorrow might be interesting to watch, hehehe!"

  "Haha! You scoundrel, your eyes are quite sharp."

  The shopkeeper also had a sly glint in his eye, looking up at the second floor of the wooden building with anticipation.

  In a secret place within a small temple in the shade of Mount Hei, tens of thousands of miles away, a monk with a handsome appearance, similar to that of a young lord, suddenly stood up and shouted loudly:

  "My son! How hateful! Oh no, oh no!"

  He moved his body slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared. A hundred miles away, on top of a low stone mountain, inside a seven-story pagoda tower, in a layer of blue emptiness, a white light ball the size of a fist suddenly burst into a large white light, and layers of silver light slowly opened up. In the middle of the hole, a human figure appeared, which was exactly the same as the young master Zhi Fei's appearance. As soon as he appeared, he turned his head back abruptly, staring straight at dozens of lantern souls' altars, seeing that one of the golden small lanterns in the lantern souls suddenly lit up and went out, shaking slightly. He was greatly shocked, pinched his fingers to form a seal, and his ten fingers flew out with seals, flying directly towards the small lantern. The flame of the lamp, which seemed to be about to go out with just a slight shake, slowly grew brighter instead. The handsome young cultivator let out a long sigh and said:

  "Heaven have mercy! My son's soul is not far away, otherwise it would have been extinguished. How hateful! The villain who harmed my son will surely die!"

  When he finished speaking, he took out an object from his bag and threw it to the ground. The object fell to the ground and grew rapidly, transforming into a several-meter-tall blood-red lotus flower in just a moment. It was a bud of a blood-red lotus, swaying gently on the surface of a small pool of water that resembled a flower pot. The monk immediately sat cross-legged, his body floating in mid-air, and chanted the "Inviting Soul Scripture" above the blood-red lotus. At the same time, he ordered his disciples to find a wild cultivator with excellent qualifications and bring him to this place. Seven days later, as the sound of his chanting paused, a thick beam of golden light suddenly split out from the soul lamp in front of him, swirling around his face.

  The father of Zhi Fei was now pale. He raised his hand and a pink dan bottle flew into his hand from the bag. He hastily poured out several grains of medicine, tilted his head and swallowed them all, pinched his fingers to refine the medicinal power. Three days later, he opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes flashed greatly, as if he had recovered his spiritual energy. He stared at the soul flame in front of him, flashed a fierce look, and started to print again. The soul flame suddenly flashed rapidly, its shape changing slowly, and a head appeared on top of it, with seven orifices blurred. However, as he continued to print, his face gradually became clear. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than the face of Zhi Fei's young master! Then came his neck, followed by his body and limbs, all discernible. Seven days later, the soul flame transformed into a three-inch-tall fire boy, with closed eyes, floating on top of the blood-colored lotus. The father of Zhi Fei then brought Ye Xiu over, without saying a word, only slapping his palm onto Ye Xiu's crown, shouting loudly. Ye Xiu initially shouted and begged for mercy, tears streaming down his face. After that loud shout, he stared wide-eyed, already dead. The father of Zhi Fei remained expressionless, placing Ye Xiu's body on the blood-colored lotus, his hands continuously printing until Ye Xiu's entire body was drenched in sweat before stopping.

  At that moment, outside the seven-story pagoda, a strong gust of wind howled in from all directions, and within a hundred miles, dark energy gathered from all sides. Even the small stone mountain was now invisible to the eye. The darker the air became, the heavier it felt, until at the seven-story pagoda, it had become like flowing water, thick and sticky beyond measure.

  The father of the unknown, again took out the dan medicine and swallowed it, waiting for his original strength to recover, then he continued to perform the ritual. At this time, he was as careful as a woman in a deep boudoir, tiptoeing slowly, striking the ritual incantation, drawing the yin energy outside the tower into the tower, guiding it into that blood-colored red lotus flower bud. The flower bud seemed to be able to hold an ocean, and after thirty days, he finally absorbed all the yin energy from outside the tower into it.

  That Zhi's father was withered and dry, his face had no human color, but the fierce and decisive look did not diminish, it can be seen that his will to cultivate his heart is firm. After swallowing the medicine and recovering, he repeated the method, moving the small fire boy to the blood-colored red lotus, and then he couldn't bear to think about it, waving his hand and flying out several green bird talismans. In less than half a day, seven cultivators flew in from afar, all with stern faces, entering the tower and appearing before him.

  "Senior brother, isn't the Great Soul-Returning Technique too taxing on your vital energy? Are you alright now?"

  One of them walked in with a nervous look on his face.

  "No harm done! I invited all of you brothers here precisely because I wanted your help. Once the matter is settled, I will naturally not forget to show my gratitude."

  "Elder brother is being too serious."

  The seven repairs can be established in a square position. The eight repairs each tread on the eight trigrams, forming the Eight Trigrams formation. One repair way:

  "Senior brother, it's not that I'm unwilling to exert myself, but rather I've just finished refining a magical treasure and my spiritual energy is depleted. I was in the midst of recovering when I received your message..."

  "Hmm! It's a pity for Xia Shidi. Xia Shidi is cultivating divine power, and what he lacks is this thing. Let me see if it can be used together!"

  "Aiya! Han Yue Ding! Shixiong, this thing is too much! How dare Shidi......"

  The father of the knowing and the unknowing waved his hand and said:

  "Master brother is being polite! You and the others have lent me a helping hand, saving my son's life. Your kindness is boundless, these few treasures are not worth mentioning."

  When he finished speaking, he distributed several precious objects to the monks. The monks were overjoyed; these treasures were what they had been longing for, and they were inexpressibly excited.

  "Senior brother's gift, dare I not use it to the fullest!"

  Then, the eight cultivators worked together to put the three-inch small fire person into the blood-colored red lotus flower bud. The crowd of cultivators used their powers for two days before stopping. At this time, inside that lotus flower bud, the wild cultivator's physical body gradually reappeared with breathing and pulse movement, and then came back to life! However, his soul no longer belonged to him, but rather to the little boy Zhi Fei. At that time, the physical body's eyes were tightly closed as if in meditation. A green color appeared outside his body, like a hidden thread, several flower stamens pierced through his body and disappeared like veins. A strong vital energy surged out from the blood-colored red lotus, pouring into his body through the stamens. The wild cultivator's physical body gradually grew bigger and fuller.

  "Congratulations, Master! I know that Xianxun has already returned to the spiritual realm. After three years of cultivation, he will surely re-emerge. At that time, we brothers will come again to offer our congratulations."

  "Today's success, my brother is deeply grateful. Originally wanted to set a banquet to wait, but all of you are busy people. Knowing that it's not the day for rebirth, let's have another drink and talk happily with all of you brothers again."

  "So, brothers and others bid farewell!"

  The crowd dispersed and left.

  "You are not my son, your handling of things is improper. Not to mention the harm you've caused your father and the waste of his vital energy, even the several precious items I risked my life for have been lost! It's infuriating and detestable!"

  Zhi did not know his father and sighed again:

  "It's fortunate that the Revival Technique was successful; knowing that you, my child, died and were reborn is also a great fortune amidst misfortune!"

  He thought for a long time, then stood up and put away the blood-colored red lotus. He walked out of the seven-story pagoda. Outside the pagoda, the small stone mountain had already turned into a dark and gloomy color. Even the Buddha's treasure, the seven-story pagoda, was now gloomy and frightening. Where was the warm golden light of the Buddhist family?

  "How hateful! I will surely kill him with my own hands!"

  Zhi Fei's father gazed into the distance with both eyes, his voice filled with hatred, yet he didn't know who to hate or who to resent!

  If Chang'er were here, she would surely lament the injustice of heaven's way. That Zhi Fan can be reborn is because his cultivation can once again find a suitable body to inhabit, but with her delicate and powerful demonic body, there isn't a single suitable demonic body for her to transmigrate into. Is it not fate that has been decided by the obscure will of heaven?

  Thousands of miles away, in the Yixiu Gate and Yixiu Immortal Mansion.

  In the grand hall, several people sat quietly, but all of them had a fierce glint in their eyes.

  "Gaozong's elder made a move but to no avail, it can be imagined that the hidden ones are just like this. Feng Cheng must have been determined to get it! I suppose the other nine sects will not sit idly by when they receive this news. Sect Master, we should make early preparations."

  "I think it's better for all of us to work together and share the benefits equally, rather than just one person taking the lead and doing all the work."

  "Nonsense! You don't know the inside story. Let's just drop it at that. If anyone else speaks out of turn, they'll be severely punished!"

  One person spoke in a low voice, and immediately a figure flashed by, and a young-looking monk appeared in the hall.

  "His Eminence Gaozong has arrived, we disciples have failed to welcome him from afar, a grave offense, a grave offense!"

  The host hastily stepped down from his seat and bowed to welcome him.

  "Very well! All of you officials stay behind, everyone else withdraw!"

  "Yes!"

  Look inside the palace, there are over a dozen cultivators standing upright. The eight great masters said:

  "Feng Cheng is a puppet of the hidden and refined, this puppet is not an ordinary object used for attack and defense, but rather it is used for a certain large array. The details of this array are not well known to us, but it must be a shocking work. Therefore, this hidden thing in Feng Cheng is a must-have! Now that the heavenly masters have issued a strict order, the elite of the ten major sects will come out together and must capture Feng Cheng first. And this time, the promise is that the gate that gets its hands on it will not only get rid of a large number of precious treasures, rare objects, immortal materials, and law materials, but also obtain a high-quality law manual, and the main hall of the sect will have one more heavenly master from this sect. Such benefits, I don't know how you feel about it? Do you still want to form an alliance with other sects?"

  "Elder, capture Feng Cheng. Our sect will take the lead in this matter, how can we fall behind others?! Even if there is no reward, our sect will still go all out. After all, Feng Cheng is a disciple of our sect. Moreover, Ye Wentian is also a hidden agent of the Dark Faction who has been infiltrating our sect for hundreds of years. For both public and private reasons, we will not slack off in the slightest!"

  "If Master Door can think this way, I am very relieved. Since it is so, let Master Door make arrangements."

  The eight great masters finished speaking and quietly left, even the several people standing beside them didn't know where they went. The master of the house was still awkwardly performing his farewell rituals when he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and saw that only ten or so of their subordinates were left in the grand hall. He couldn't help but bitterly smile and shake his head as he began to make arrangements for capturing Feng Cheng.