Chapter 438 Resurrection

Watching Lu Xueqi and Bi Yao hurried out, Zhang Ziyu, who had just appeared, was indeed a little confused.

"Brother Yu, you came at a coincidence."

Huang Rong glanced at him, with a smile in her eyes. She hugged Zhang Ziyu's hand and said, "Did you take down both gods?"

Although Zhang Ziyu had been away for almost five months and Huang Rong had not followed him to that world, they still met occasionally in the Monster Ranch, so they knew the situation.

Zhang Ziyu nodded: "They are all in the Monster Ranch. By the way, Rong'er, accompany me to Peach Blossom Island."

Zhang Ziyu suddenly said this, which made Huang Rong stunned, but she did not hesitate: "Okay."

The two returned to the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes together. At this time, the capital was still in Lin'an Prefecture, but the appearance of Lin'an Prefecture was very different from five months ago.

The old buildings disappeared on a large scale, and the buildings that replaced them were a combination of ancient style, machinery and modernity. Although there were only some signs, it could be seen that this would be an extremely extraordinary city in the future.

Especially the palace, the tall metal walls and buildings exude magnificence and splendor, which is completely different from the palace Zhang Ziyu had seen before.

"This is a transformation led by Huang Niao. Although it is technology, it takes the path of spiritual energy, driven by spiritual power, and refining equipment transformation, which is not entirely technology."

Huang Rong introduced to Zhang Ziyu at the right time: "This world has begun to teach some cultivation techniques, mainly based on the Golden Light Mantra, which can develop spiritual energy technology. In this way, the Kingdom of God can be more prosperous."

The more powerful the Kingdom of God is, the stronger its luck will be, and the popularity of the Golden Light Mantra will not reach the point where it is completely out of control, forming a gradient with the Mechanical Spirit Clan and Zhang Ziyu's men, just forming an excellent cycle.

Zhang Ziyu can feel the growth of luck, and the number of golden lotus and lotus leaves symbolizing luck in the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness is also increasing. Under the blessing of luck, Zhang Ziyu's cultivation is constantly increasing.

"Let's go, let's go to Peach Blossom Island."

"Yes."

Huang Rong nodded gently and held Zhang Ziyu's hand. Then Zhang Ziyu used the teleportation technique and instantly appeared on Peach Blossom Island.

Zhang Ziyu had been to Peach Blossom Island and stayed there for quite a while. Naturally, he knew where Feng Heng's tomb was.

Therefore, the two of them appeared directly in front of Feng Heng's tomb. Huang Rong was stunned and looked at Zhang Ziyu.

"Brother Yu, what are you doing?"

"Let's go in. The monster I'm taking in this time is the Egyptian god of death."

Huang Rong's weak body trembled, and her eyes were filled with surprise and helplessness. She was so smart that she had already guessed a possibility.

"Yes, I'll take you to see my mother."

Her tone was a little hurried. She took Zhang Ziyu to open the mechanism in front of the tombstone and then entered the tomb.

The area around Feng Heng's tomb was originally full of rare and exotic plants, especially famous flowers, which were even more colorful. They were all carefully arranged by Huang Yaoshi over the years in order to commemorate Feng Heng.

And the tomb was even more carefully arranged. Entering the main body through the long corridor, you can see Feng Heng's portrait and the table for burning incense and offering sacrifices.

The portrait was drawn by Huang Yaoshi himself, very delicate and very attentive. The painting must have been deeply emotional.

Yes, Feng Heng is a top-notch woman with a beautiful appearance. She is both clever and weird in the right way, and gentle and moving. Who wouldn't be moved?

No matter what the situation is between his father-in-law Huang Yaoshi and his apprentice Mei Chaofeng, Zhang Ziyu can be sure of one thing, that Huang must love Feng Heng very deeply.

Just outside the tomb, there are exotic flowers and trees, and flowers blooming all year round. There are also various famous paintings and calligraphy, gold and silver jewelry, and jade treasures buried in the tomb. They are all treasures of the time. Even if Huang Yaoshi is a peerless master like Dong Xie, it is not easy to collect them, which is enough to prove that he is affectionate.

"Let's go in and see my mother-in-law."

Zhang Ziyu and Huang Rong opened a door in the tomb and came to the deepest room. As soon as they entered, they smelled a strange fragrance.

A golden nanmu coffin was placed in the tomb. The side facing the sky was a large white jade. The jade was of high quality and crystal clear. You could even vaguely see Feng Heng's appearance.

Almost 20 years have passed, and Feng Heng's body has been preserved as before. Except for being pale, it has not decayed.

I'm afraid Huang Yaoshi has put a lot of thought into it.

Huang Rong looked at Zhang Ziyu excitedly, holding Zhang Ziyu's hand and squeezing it hard, until it turned red.

Zhang Ziyu could certainly feel her nervousness and excitement, so he gently squeezed her hand and said, "Don't worry."

The Scepter of Death appeared in his hand, and he also wore the Golden Centipede Armor and Dragon Snake Suit to bless his own energy.

'Sure enough, reincarnation is not obvious, and there is no specific reincarnation carrier. '

Holding the Scepter of Death, Zhang Ziyu naturally mastered a trace of the power of the God of Death, and was also able to sense the situation of the Hades and laws related to death.

Without a specific reincarnation carrier, there is no need to summon souls from the Hades or the netherworld.

The deeper things are that they do not need to be higher than the mastery of the laws of death and reincarnation.

Although Zhang Ziyu has mastered part of the power of death through the Scepter of Death, it is not necessarily higher than a specific thing that carries the function of reincarnation.

"Soul returns, resurrection."

Zhang Ziyu closed his eyes and urged the Scepter of Death in his hand. A strong power of death and reincarnation spread between heaven and earth, and the black breath lingered around the scepter, and suddenly drifted to the entire tomb and outside the tomb.

Faintly, the wind howled, and a low roar sounded, as if a soul was crying.

Zhang Ziyu used his power for the first time, and he felt that his spiritual power was rapidly draining away. The dead were resurrected and given the life span they deserved. This was not a simple battle.

His strength had not reached this level. If it were not for his strong spiritual power and the authority of the God of Death, he would have to use methods with great side effects to resurrect people.

"Condensation"

Zhang Ziyu increased the mobilization of the law, and a little fluorescence suddenly appeared in the tomb, emitting a faint green, like a firefly in the black.

With his order, the fluorescence quickly gathered together, and the light merged with each other, gradually turning into a gentle woman in her early twenties.

She was wearing lotus clothes and had long hair, gentle and moving, just like the woman in this Jiangnan water town.

"Mother"

Huang Rong saw the woman's appearance, her eyes had already turned red, and she couldn't help calling out.

The ignorant soul seemed to have sensed something and looked back at Huang Rong, but soon Zhang Ziyu tapped his scepter and said, "Return to life!"

Feng Heng's soul was immediately surrounded by the law, turned into a stream of light, and sank into the coffin.

Huang Rong saw this and couldn't help but worry: "Brother Yu, my mother..."

"Don't worry, it's already succeeded."

As it was about her loved ones, Huang Rong also lost her sense of proportion at this time, but after hearing Zhang Ziyu's comfort, she calmed down a little, walked quickly to the coffin, and opened the white jade coffin lid.

Feng Heng was lying in the coffin lid, and suddenly her hand moved slightly, and her tightly closed eyes slowly opened, with confusion in her eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Huang Rong's anxious face, and her heart was startled. She wanted to avoid it, but after lying for twenty years, her body did not recover even if it was illusory for a while, and it softened again and was about to fall down.

"Mother!"

Huang Rong was anxious and quickly reached out to support her.

Feng Heng was startled when she heard the address: "Miss, who are you? Don't joke with me like this."

Her memory was still stuck in 20 years ago. She vaguely remembered that she was seriously ill and didn't know how long she slept.

Huang Rong was a motherless child since she was young. She grew up with Huang Yaoshi. Although Huang Yaoshi gave her the best, a motherless child saw that other families were loved by their mothers, but she was alone. The pain in her heart can be imagined.

Especially when she had a conflict with Huang Yaoshi, she didn't even have anyone to rely on.

If Feng Heng was still there, how could Huang Rong run away from home?

Thinking of this, the complexity and pain in her heart surged up in her heart, and the big tears flowed like Zhenru: "I, I am."

Feng Heng was even more surprised. Although the woman in front of her felt inexplicably kind in her heart, she didn't know her.

She just hugged Huang Rong, patted her back gently, and said softly: "Don't cry, talk slowly, talk slowly."

"Brother Yu."

How could Huang Rong continue to explain things clearly in this state? She looked at Zhang Ziyu with hope in her eyes.

Zhang Ziyu nodded slightly and looked at Feng Heng: "Mother-in-law, you have been sleeping for nearly 20 years."

He didn't say the word "death" directly, because saying so would probably mean more explanation.

"Twenty years?!"

Feng Heng was stunned, and Zhang Ziyu said again: "Mother-in-law, Rong'er has grown up, you can tell at a glance."

Zhang Ziyu said, and his fingertips touched his forehead. A memory was taken out by him, and flew into Feng Heng's forehead by means of soul-stealing and mind-reading.

The memory he gave was mostly about the past 20 years, not very detailed, and did not say too much about Huang Rong's growth.

He only needed to let Feng Heng know what the situation was. The rest of the things, especially how Huang Rong had been through all these years, would make it better for Huang Rong and Feng Heng to talk about it themselves.

He quietly left the tomb, leaving it to the mother and daughter.