Chapter Four Hundred and Fifty Seventh Resurrection

"Okay, it's not luck that you can have today's achievements at such an age."

Feeling Ye Chenfeng's determination to pursue the Supreme Dao, beyond the heart of ordinary people's martial arts, Xue Piaomiao couldn't help but be infected, showing the color of approval.

She has a feeling that maybe Ye Chenfeng can really change the fate of Miaomiao Mountain, let Miaomiao Mountain Phoenix Nirvana and be reborn from the ashes.

"Okay Ye Chenfeng, this remnant of my soul is on the verge of running out of oil. For the remaining time, I will print the topographic map of the misty fairyland in your mind, and the rest of the road will depend on you." The fire of the soul is getting dimmer and the snow is weak and weak.

"Don't worry, senior, this junior promises you that Misty Mountain will have a comeback one day." Ye Chenfeng nodded and promised in public.

"Okay, I believe you."

After finishing speaking, Xue Misiao exhausted her last soul power and forcibly printed the topographic map of Misty Wonderland in Ye Chenfeng's soul.

"Ye Chenfeng, if one day you fly to the sky, remember to come to the Misty Heaven Palace to find me, I hope you and I will meet again one day."

As he spoke, the fire of Xue Misiao's soul slowly extinguished and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Tianyu, I will definitely go."

Ye Chenfeng clenched his fist tightly and swore to himself.

...

"Morrowind, where is the misty ancestor?"

When Ye Chenfeng walked out from the depths of the forest alone, the crowd immediately gathered around, and Xue Piaoling asked.

"Senior Misty told me something about Misty Wonderland, and then the fire of her soul went out." Ye Chenfeng said softly.

"Hey, without the help of the misty ancestors, with my strength, I may be unable to recover from this catastrophe. We should find a place to settle down first, recuperate, and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback."

Xue Tianchi sighed softly and said with a sad expression.

"Yes, what Tianchi said is right, Mo Fengyun has stepped into the second-level war beast emperor realm with one foot, and his strength is no longer something you can compete with. Besides, besides Mo Fengyun, the other side also has two half-step war beast emperor masters. , Blind counterattacks will only increase casualties."

Unable to suppress the serious injury, Xuesongqin, who was about to reach the end of her life, came over with the help of an elder from Piaomiao Mountain and said weakly.

As she spoke, she suddenly let out a violent cough, her pale face showed a hint of ruddy, and the whole person seemed to be full of energy.

However, when everyone saw the red light on Xuesongqin's face, they were not happy but sad, because they knew that this was a return to light, which meant that Xuesongqin's life had come to an end.

"Elder Taishang, you..."

Seeing the cedar piano whose fire of life may be extinguished at any time, Xue Piaoling and others felt sadness and pain in their hearts. They couldn't bear the legend of the misty mountain generation, and the cedar piano who dedicated his life to the misty mountain died like this.

"Don't be sad for me. I'm content to see you before I die. Promise me that I will never take revenge if I don't have enough strength."

Xue Songqin had already put her life and death aside, looking at Xue Piaoling and other familiar faces, a smile appeared on her old face.

"Elder Taishang, maybe you can still be saved."

Just when the atmosphere was depressed, everyone in Misty Mountain was in grief, and when Daoist Jianling and others walked away knowingly, Ye Chenfeng suddenly spoke.

"Chenfeng, you have a way to save Elder Taishang's life."

Hearing what Ye Chenfeng said, everyone's eyes were cast towards Ye Chenfeng, and Xue Piaoling asked excitedly.

"Well, but I'm not 100% sure, but the success rate should be 60%."

Xue Songqin was too seriously injured and overdrawn her body. Ye Chenfeng couldn't guarantee that the spirit of life could come back to life and save her who had stepped into the gate of hell with one foot.

"Ye Chenfeng, the spiritual thing you are going to save me should be very precious, right?" Xuesongqin asked slowly, looking at Ye Chenfeng, the biggest variable in Misty Mountain's catastrophe.

"No matter how precious things are, life is not as precious." Ye Chenfeng smiled and said nonchalantly: "If the chance is gone, you can fight again. If life is gone, it is really gone."

"Okay, if you can really pull this old bone of mine back from the dead door, my Xuesongqin's life is yours, and you can send it." Xuesongqin didn't refuse any more, and her gray eyes also lit up with a trace of vitality.

"Let's go, Elder Taishang, you come with me."

Ye Chenfeng didn't want to expose the spirit of life in public, so he supported the extremely weak cedar qin and came to the depths of the mountain forest, condensed several array patterns, restricted a small area of ​​space, and took out a mass of spirit of life.

Although using this spirit of life, Ye Chenfeng has only four spirits of life, but he doesn't care, he believes that as his strength improves, the spirit of life will become less and less useful to him.

"This is... the spirit of life!"

Looking at Ye Chenfeng's hand, the white light that flows slowly and contains a majestic artistic conception, the cedar piano shows a hint of excitement.

"Well, this life spirit was obtained by me in Beihai Prefecture!" Ye Chenfeng nodded and said, "Elder Taishang, sit down with your knees crossed, relax, don't think about anything, and leave the rest. give me."

"It's work!"

Xue Songqin sat cross-legged on the ground, closed her eyes, and handed over her destiny to Ye Chenfeng.

"The Way of Life, heal!"

Xuesongqin's injury was too serious, Ye Chenfeng did not blindly melt the spirit of life into her body, but condensed ten patterns of life, which penetrated into Xuesongqin's body little by little, nourishing her body.

"The way of life!"

Xuesongqin did not expect that Ye Chenfeng, in his twenties, not only comprehends the way of swordsmanship, the way of thunder, the way of illusion, but also the way of life, and has more and more expectations for his future.

She had a feeling that if Ye Chenfeng didn't fall, his future achievements might surpass Xue Piao Miao and become a new legend in Dou Soul Continent.

"Spirit of life, fusion!"

Ye Chenfeng controlled the way of life pattern to nourish Xue Songqin's body, and began to slowly melt the spirit of life into her body.

As the spirit of life merged little by little, the fire of life that was about to be extinguished by Cesongqin became more and more vigorous, and her withered white hair and shriveled skin gradually returned to life.

"Master, do you think Morrowind can save Elder Taishang's life?"

After waiting anxiously for more than three hours, Xue Piao Ling's face was full of worry, and he asked worriedly, if the cedar piano falls, it will hit the misty mountain in the wind and rain.

"Believe in Morrowind, he can definitely save the life of the elder Taishang."

Thinking of the miracles Ye Chenfeng has created many times, Xue Tianchi calmed down a lot and waited patiently.

Time passed by minute by minute. When the red sun gradually sank into the depths of the forest and the sky gradually became dark, two familiar figures bathed in the dusk and walked slowly on the broken branches scattered on the ground.

"Elder Taishang..."

Seeing the revived cedar piano and Ye Chenfeng walking side by side, Xue Piaoling and others' eyes were red.

Ye Chenfeng saved Xuesongqin's life and the hope of Piaomiao Mountain by means of defying the sky.

But whether Ye Chenfeng can use his own power to turn the tide, change the fate of Misty Mountain, smash the conspiracy of Mo Fengyun and others, and win the inheritance of Heaven in Misty Wonderland, only God knows.