Chapter 320: Moth Resurrection

He held the Mingjiang Tianfengjiang Rebirth Pill, the Ghost Wooden Waist Pendant and the White Mountain Spirit Ginseng in his hands, looked at them carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.

"My Lady Empress, please wait a moment while I cast a spell to resurrect the Moth Ling." Ming Jiang Tianfeng said respectfully, his tone full of confidence.

The empress just nodded. Although the joy of waiting for the Moth Ling's resurrection surged in her heart at this moment, on the surface she showed the reserve and solemnity she should have as the empress of the Nether Realm.

Underworld general Tianfeng turned around and ordered to the three ghost generals: "You three, come here and help me activate the soul-casting technique."

When the ghost generals Qing Niu, Purple Lion and Li Jiao heard this, they immediately ran over with smiles on their faces.

Especially the ghost general Zi Shi. His swollen right face looked like half a peach, and his smiling mouth looked like a crooked eggplant.

"If you have a chance to live, this injury is nothing." He comforted himself in his heart.

The three tall ghost generals behaved as well-behaved as three children at this time, standing neatly in front of the ghost general Tianfeng.

The underworld general Tianfeng handed over the "Pill of Rebirth", the Ghost Wooden Waist Pendant carrying the soul of Mo Ling and the ten thousand-year white mountain ginseng into the hands of the three ghost generals respectively.

The three of them carefully held these three treasures in their palms and laid them flat in front of them. They held their breath and did not dare to blink. It was as if what they were holding in their hands was the life-extending elixir for the three of them.

After making preparations for the operation, Ming Jiang Tianfeng chanted an obscure incantation, and then shot three spells in a row.

"Puff puff!"

Three white auras fell on the three treasures.

Immediately, circles of golden light shining around the three treasures slowly rose from the hands of the three ghost generals and gathered together in mid-air two feet high.

The three ghosts clasped their hands together, sat cross-legged, and recited the mantras in unison.

"Mo-mo - croak - woo woo -"

After a moment, the Heavenly Spirit Caps of the three of them projected three powerful, colorful spiritual lights transformed from soul power into the three treasures hanging above.

Don't underestimate the seven-colored spiritual light transformed by these three soul powers. Each one is the essence of the soul power of three ghost generals. It will consume at least ten years of cultivation for each of them.

Beads of sweat dripped down the faces of the three of them, but their bodies remained stable without any sway.

In an instant, the three treasures in mid-air emitted colorful auras, leaned together, and slowly rotated.

"Cast!"

With a soft drink, Mingjiang Tianfeng fired another spell.

I saw a milky white, palm-sized soul emerging from the Ghost Wood Waist Pendant and sinking into the White Mountain Spirit Ginseng.

The surface of the Baishan ginseng shone with colorful light, began to sway and grow in size, and gradually grew limbs and a head. It took a full thirty breaths to transform into a human form.

At first, the appearance was vague, but gradually it became clearer.

Finally, he transformed into a handsome young man wearing golden clothes, hanging quietly in mid-air.

The handsome young man's eyes were tightly closed, and his skin was as white as jade, as if frozen, without any sign of life.

The empress, who was watching carefully from the side, could no longer control her emotions. With a pair of beautiful eyes shining brightly, she recognized the boy as the person in her memory.

Mingjiang Tianfeng did not dare to neglect, he continued to use his skills, and produced wheel-like magic formulas in his hands.

"born!"

There was another clear drink.

The handsome young man in mid-air opened his mouth, and the crystal clear "Rebirth Pill" suddenly entered his mouth.

The next moment, circles of golden spiritual patterns visible to the naked eye swayed around the handsome young man's body. His chest began to rise and fall, and he began to breathe. After that, his eyes slowly opened. They were a pair of black, bright, heroic and deep eyes.

His body was still hovering in mid-air, releasing jumping soul power fluctuations and setting off a gust of wind.

His golden clothes danced gracefully, his hair flew upside down, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

"Success!"

Ming Jiang Tianfeng looked at the young man and said with great joy, a look of satisfaction on his face. Although his heart ached for losing the "Pill of Rebirth", there was no treasure more precious than his own free breathing.

Ming Jiang Tianfeng made a move with one hand, and the Ghost Wooden Waist Pendant fell into his hand with a swish.

He held the waistband in both hands and handed it to Xu Yang.

"This is such a good treasure. Thank you Xu Xiaoxiong for generously borrowing it."

"Easy to do."

Xu Yang nodded, took the belt and hung it carefully on his waist. This treasure was going to be taken back to Master Gui Gu Ye Yan Wen to nourish his soul, so he couldn't be careless.

After a moment, the young man in gold shirt in mid-air fell slowly like a golden eagle with spread wings, with a graceful manner.

He first spread his arms and glanced at his body, with a look of surprise on his face. When he looked up again and saw the empress opposite him, his expression was startled for a moment, and then he said sheepishly: "Your Majesty the empress, I am..."

Before he could finish his words, the empress opposite could no longer hold her reserve. She quickly jumped forward, like a colorful butterfly fluttering in a flower, she opened her arms and hugged Mo Ling tightly.

"I..." Mo Ling, who had the appearance of a young man, blushed at the base of his ears and was speechless for a moment. He opened his arms and gently hugged Hongzhu into his arms.

Although the actual age of the empress is over a hundred years old, she has good looks and looks like she is seventeen or eighteen years old. The two hugged each other like a pair of passionate little lovers.

"Stop talking, it's all my fault. I should have guessed it was you."

As the empress said, she couldn't help but recall the past between the two of them.

Time goes back more than a hundred years ago.

That year, the previous Hades Emperor "Yang" disappeared without a reason, and the new Hades Emperor "Tang" succeeded to the throne amid doubts.

Before that, the relationship between the Netherworld and the Underworld was extremely harmonious.

It is said that in ancient times, the Netherworld and the Underworld were a combined interface. For some unknown reason, they were eventually separated into two interfaces, the Netherworld and the Underworld.

The You family, which governs the Netherworld, is originally a family of the same blood as the Ming family, which governs the Underworld.

A hundred years ago, the new Netherworld Emperor "Tang" succeeded to the throne.

The then Netherworld Empress "You Yucai" doubted the legitimacy of his succession. The two had an argument, and even fought each other, which triggered a war between the Netherworld and the Underworld.

But the Underworld is, after all, a half-level higher interface than the Netherworld. Although the power of the new Netherworld Emperor "Tang" is not yet stable, he still easily defeated the Netherworld.

Afterwards, the new Hades Emperor "Tang" was furious and prepared to deprive the You family of their royal status in the Netherworld, and decided to sacrifice more than 3,000 people of the You family to exterminate the clan.

However, due to the deep-rooted ruling position of the You family in the Netherworld, if the You family was killed, it might be impossible to effectively control the Netherworld.

Although the people of the Netherworld in the Netherworld have noble blood, it is difficult for them to reproduce, resulting in insufficient population in the Netherworld. However, the people of the Netherworld in the Netherworld can easily reproduce, and the people of the Netherworld can enter the Netherworld after being infused with the Nether Qi, thus becoming the lower-class residents of the Netherworld.

In order to stabilize the inseparable relationship between the Netherworld and the Underworld, the Hades Emperor "Tang" came up with a solution.

First, the then Netherworld Empress "You Yucai" was permanently imprisoned. Later, a game lasting a hundred years was set with the You family.

The Netherworld Emperor planted the "Hundred Years of Reincarnation Curse" on the saint who was to become the next Netherworld Empress, and this curse would occur every hundred years. Once the spell breaks out, the person's physique and skills will regress to that of a seven or eight-year-old. Each spell lasts for thirty days.

The key to this game is that the Hades can use these thirty days to send people to kill the Netherworld Queen who is under the spell of the "Reincarnation Curse".

If the incumbent Queen is killed, the next Saint will be replaced to continue the game. In this way, it can be ensured that the Netherworld Queen does not have enough time to cultivate herself to be strong enough to resist the rule of the Hades.

This is also the punishment that the Hades gave to the You family.

More than a hundred years ago, Hong Zhu was the Saint of the Netherworld at that time.

As a saint of the Netherworld, Hong Zhu, who was in her teens, went to Fengdu in the Netherworld to meet the Hades Emperor "Tang."

At that time, Hong Zhu was at an innocent and romantic age, and did not know that coming to Fengdu meant accepting the "Hundred Years of Reincarnation" killing game, and she was the target to be hunted in this ruthless game.

Hong Zhu, who had just arrived in the Netherworld, happened to catch up with the annual Lantern Festival in Fengdu, the Netherworld.

In order to show the prosperity of the world and the harmony of all families after the new emperor took the throne, the new Emperor of the Underworld, Tang, specially organized this Lantern Festival to be more grand than in previous years.

On the streets of Fengdu, all kinds of lanterns are lined up, phoenixes are still playing, and fish and dragons are still dancing, which is dazzling.

As the saint of the netherworld, Hongzhu has never left the palace of the netherworld since she was born. Where has she seen such a lively, friendly, beautiful and peaceful scene?

"What beautiful lanterns."

She was originally sitting in the sedan chair and was instantly attracted by the lanterns on the street. She walked out of the sedan chair and admired the lanterns with the crowd accompanied by her personal old servant.

"Guess the lantern riddles, and you will get a lantern if you guess the riddles." A white-haired old man in light blue clothes shouted.

Hongzhu was attracted by the voice.

She looked up and saw a lantern in the shape of a kingfisher. The bright light was flowing, and the kingfisher was about to fly. She liked it at once.

The riddle hanging on the lantern was a picture, guess a word.

On the left side of the painting is a burning flame, and on the right side is a moth flying into the flame.

"What word is this? Let me think about it, I've almost guessed it." Hong Zhu pondered in his heart.

"I guessed this riddle, it's the word 'zhu' for candlelight."

At this time, a handsome young man in a golden brocade shirt, about 17 or 18 years old, spoke first.

"Yes, it's the word zhu for red candle." Hong Zhu blurted out.

"Unfortunately, this young man guessed it first, and this lantern belongs to this young man."

As he said that, the old man took off the lantern and handed it to the young man.

"Little brother, can you give me this lantern?" Hong Zhu said embarrassedly.

The young man turned his head and saw Hong Zhu's lovely and handsome face.

A pair of pupils cut autumn water. She has a pair of beautiful eyes, with clear black and white pupils, and a hint of innate nobility in the clear and dust-free eyes.

Her long eyelashes were like curtains, and when they blinked, they were as charming as the breeze blowing on the willows.

Her nose was straight and small, like a jade carving, her cherry lips were rosy but not vulgar, and her cheeks were like spring peaches.

"What a beautiful girl." The boy thought to himself, blushing.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you." The boy answered foolishly.

The girl took the lantern and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is E Ling."

"Thank you, E Ling."

The boy looked at the girl infatuatedly, and had forgotten what he was going to say next.

"Miss, it's getting late, we should leave." The old slave behind the girl said.

"Well."

The girl took the lantern and left with the old slave contentedly.

When the boy realized that the girl had gone far away, he remembered to ask her name, but it seemed too late.

The girl turned around and smiled, got on the sedan chair, and disappeared in the crowd.

I searched for her everywhere, but she was at the end of the street where the lights were dimming.