Chapter 1239 Heavenly Means

"Whoever is, calling someone's father or something like that at random"

The drunk man was still drunk, as if talking nonsense.

Bai Ye stepped forward and took a look, his brows sank.

This drunk actually only has the strength of a half saint? ? Moreover, the soul of the sky is damaged, and the Qi veins are damaged. This is obviously a result of being abolished by someone.

It's no wonder that his physique can't compete with these wines of great sages and extreme sages. With his cultivation base, drinking too much of these wines may even be in danger of death.

Bai Ye raised his hand, and a breath clung to the drunk man.

The drunk man's chest heaved for a while, and then he vomited nonstop with a 'wow' sound. All kinds of filth spurted out of his mouth and spat all over the floor.

A pungent smell filled the house.

The boy ran away holding his nose.

It took a long time for the drunk man to regain his strength. He sat on the ground, wiped his mouth, and gasped for breath.

Bai Ye waved his hand to dispel the breath.

"Father, how are you doing now?" Fairy Ziwei asked eagerly with red eyes.

Hearing this sound, the drunk man trembled all over. He turned around abruptly and looked at Fairy Ziwei behind him. He seemed to be struck by lightning, and it took him a while to react, trembling: "Yu'er? You are Yu'er?"

"father!!!"

Fairy Ziwei let out a cry, threw herself into the drunk man's arms and began to cry.

"Yu'er!! My daughter!" The drunk also cried.

A man doesn't flick his tears easily, but he doesn't reach the sad point.

Fairy Ziwei was only young when she left the family. At that time, she was just a little soul who had just cultivated the soul realm, but now when she came back, she was already the owner of Ziwei Fairy Valley. I don't know how many years have passed during this period.

I haven't seen my own flesh and blood for so many years, and I don't know life and death, even if it is an iron-clad person, it will melt.

The drunk man wiped away his tears, looked carefully at Fairy Ziwei, and said hoarsely: "Yu'er, it's great that you're still alive, it's great!! I'm finally worthy of your mother."

"Father, what is your cultivation level?" Fairy Ziwei wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I ruined myself," the drunk sighed.

"Self-destructive?"

"Yes, otherwise, your father would have gone to see your mother long ago." The drunk said helplessly.

Fairy Ziwei's face froze when she heard the sound, obviously guessing something, she pursed her lips and remained silent.

The drunk seemed to have thought of something, and ran to the dusty bed that was even smoothed by the barrier, pulled the bed away, took out a small box from inside, and opened it carefully. Inside the box was a storage ring. Unremarkable, but the drunk is like holding a treasure,

"Father, what is this?" Fairy Ziwei asked carefully.

"This is the high-quality exercises, soul formulas, pills, and magic weapons that Dad has obtained from the family over the years. Dad has always prepared for you, and you can use them when you hit the top in the future." The drunk said with a smile.

Although the smile was ugly, there was a lot of love in that smile.

Fairy Ziwei has a sore nose. She is no longer the owner of Ziwei Fairy Valley, no longer a true saint, but a seedling protected by her father, a little girl who can only cry.

"father."

Fairy Ziwei couldn't help wiping away tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry, you have to learn from your mother, she won't cry" the drunk man said, his pupils were full of remembrance and pain.

But it was quickly hidden by him. He raised his head, as if he had just noticed Bai Ye, and smiled: "Yu'er, who is this son? Could it be the husband you are looking for?"

When Fairy Ziwei heard this, her cheeks blushed immediately, and she quickly shook her head: "No, Dad, don't get me wrong. He is just my ordinary friend."

"Oh"

The drunk looked around Bai Ye.

Although his cultivation base has been abolished a lot, and he only has the strength of a semi-saint, but he was also a great power in the past, so he can naturally judge his cultivation base from the traces on Bai Ye's body.

Is it just a holy man?

This is too low.

There was some disappointment in the eyes of the drunk man, and he hurriedly pulled Fairy Ziwei aside, lowered his voice and said, "Is this kid chasing you? Yu'er, you have to be careful, if you want to find a partner for double cultivation, you must find someone who is capable enough to reach the sky." The power of the earth, don't find a waste like your father and me, even your mother can't protect you."

As he spoke, the drunk man's voice choked up.

Fairy Ziwei was a little speechless.

Although the drunk man's voice was not loud, Bai Ye could still hear it.

He was also speechless.

Why is this necessary?

After losing the white night, you have to lose yourself.

Fairy Ziwei looked helpless: "Father, things are not what you think. I don't have that kind of relationship with Bai Ye, and he doesn't have any feelings for me. He came with me this time because he has something to ask for your help."

"Can I help you with something?" The drunk man froze for a moment, "What's the matter?"

Fairy Ziwei looked outside the door, Xuan'er lowered her voice and said: "Bai Ye wants to resurrect a person who has been dead for a long time and has no body. He only has that person's token at the moment. He has no ability to resurrect himself, so he came to my Canglin family Looking for a way."

"What nonsense?" The drunk man was a little annoyed: "You brought him here to find a solution? Didn't you bring him to die? And your father is not capable of this! If your father could do it, your mother would have been alive long ago!"

"Father, does it mean that our family doesn't have such means?" Fairy Ziwei asked in a daze.

"Yes! How could there be no? It's just that the person who masters this ability is that person! He is powerful, masters supernatural powers, and cooperates with our family's family heirloom, the Canglin Divine Orb. There will be no problem in resurrecting anyone. But the question is, can you get that person to take action?" The drunk man stared at him, "Don't say it's that person, even if it's a boy guarding the Zhongyun Palace, you and I can't call him, you bring him here Here? That's just a waste of effort!"

Fairy Ziwei heard the sound, turned her head to look at Bai Ye, with a helpless expression on her face.

Bai Ye was silent.

"Young man, I know you are in great pain, and the feeling of losing a loved one is never good. In fact, I am in more pain than you. I also hope that the Patriarch of our Canglin family can take action to resurrect my beloved wife and Yu'er's mother. But he will not make a move. The Canglin Divine Orb is an ancient god, and it is an ancient god. White bones, reshaping the three souls and seven souls, recondensing the flesh and blood, condensing a person's life and rebirth, is a technique against the sky, but the original power sealed inside the Canglin Divine Orb can only be used seven times in total. It is said that At present, it has been used three times, which means that it only has four times left! Once the original power is exhausted, the Canglin Divine Orb will no longer exist. This kind of thing is used less once, and each time is extremely precious. How could they Can it be used on you and me? You and I should give up!"

Having said that, the drunken man shook his head again and again.

Fairy Ziwei was also silent.

Think about it too.

In a huge family like the Canglin family, people often sacrificed.

But will Patriarch Canglin take out that magic weapon to continue his life?

Obviously not.

For non-special characters, death is death.

"If I can get this thing, my mother can be reborn, but" Fairy Ziwei sighed and didn't speak.

But Bai Ye still didn't give up, he thought for a moment, and said lightly: "The Canglin Divine Orb must cooperate with a specific skill to activate it?"

"Yes, and that technique is only known by the elders of the clan!"

"Then can you take me to meet the patriarch of your Canglin family?" Bai Ye asked.

The drunk gave him a strange look, and said: "Yu'er, your friend's head must not be broken, right? An extreme saint also wants to see the head of the clan? Boy, I am a direct descendant. During the heyday of my cultivation, The patriarch is not something I can meet whenever I see him, now that my cultivation base has been abolished, I have never seen the patriarch again, do you think you, a holy man, have a chance to meet him?"

Bai Ye was silent.

Fairy Ziwei pursed her lips in thought, and asked after a while: "Bai Ye, if you see the patriarch, is there a way to ask the patriarch to help?"

"It depends on the situation." Bai Yedan said.

Fairy Ziwei fell into silence again.

But at this moment, a voice came from outside.

"Excuse me, is Miss Shangyu in there?"

"Who are you?" The boy at the door shouted.

"I am the servant of Master Long Jian. I am ordered by Master Long Jian to invite Miss Shangyu to the banquet hosted by Master Long Jian! Master Long Jian said that the ceremony is coming soon. It is not easy for brothers and sisters to gather together. I hope Shangyu Miss can go to the banquet tonight! Let's talk about brother and sister friendship."

After speaking, the voice disappeared, and the figure seemed to leave.

After a while, the servant quickly ran in with an invitation card.

"Miss? Master Long Jian sent an invitation." The servant handed over the invitation.

"Yu'er, don't go." The drunk said hurriedly.

Back then, Fairy Ziwei left because of the complicated situation and intrigue within the family. How could she participate in such an occasion?

And now her lineage has completely declined, her father's cultivation base has been abolished, and there are no reliable relatives around her, and there is no powerful protection. If she is bullied, Fairy Ziwei doesn't even have the place to find someone to redress her grievances and cry.

However, Fairy Ziwei shook her head, as if she had made a decision, and said seriously: "No, I have to go!" After that, she looked at Bai Ye and asked, "Aren't you going to see the patriarch? You can go with me too." !"

"Could it be that your patriarch will also attend this banquet?" Bai Ye asked curiously.

"The patriarch will not participate, but as long as Long Jian participates!" Fairy Ziwei said in a low voice: "Since he invited me, there must be a reason. You follow me, and I will find a way for you to meet the patriarch!"

"Yuer"

The drunk wanted to refute something. .

However, Fairy Ziwei turned around abruptly, looking at the drunk with red eyes: "Father, don't you want to revive mother?"

This sentence pierced the drunk man's heart like a knife. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, his eyes were full of pain.

It took a long time before he could utter a word.

"Yu'er, be careful in everything. Dad has already lost your mother. Dad doesn't want to lose you again."

"Father, don't worry, I will make up my mind." Fairy Ziwei nodded, but there was a trace of determination in her eyes.

(1 o'clock)

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