Chapter 469 Resurrection of the Dead
"Tsk, I'm so blessed that I don't know how blessed I am. I'm doing this all for your own good"
Lin Dong rubbed his chin and turned his gaze to the remaining people in the hall.
"I don't want you to send it. I will go to the original space of the plane to attack the ancestral realm. Remember to mobilize the power of the plane there to help me."
The beautiful lady in the white dress stood up, gave Lin Dong a charming look, and then walked away.
Now that she specializes in the power of the Supreme, the opportunity for her to step into the ancestral realm must be in the chaotic space where the Power of the Supreme comes from. How could Ling Qingzhu, the wise Zhilan Xin, not know about this.
"hehe......"
Lin Dong, whose plan was interrupted by Ling Qingzhu, smiled sarcastically.
Well, it’s not good to have a wife who’s too smart.
"Little guy, is it our turn next?"
A rather magnetic chuckle suddenly sounded in the hall.
The one who can call Lord Wu Zu a little guy is naturally his respected master, the ancient Azure Dragon King - Qing Pheasant.
"Teacher, although you have passed through the third level of reincarnation, you have not yet reached the peak of the reincarnation realm. I have placed all my reincarnation insights and the insights that impact the ancestral realm deep in the ancestral palace, and I also ask the teacher to go there. Let’s have a good time.”
Lin Dong pointed to the sky above his head.
The Ancestral Palace, which was originally located above the Luanmo Haiyan Temple, had already been dragged to the sky above Daozong in the Dongxuan Region.
"Well, Xiao Diao, Xiao Yan, you two too, go in with Teacher Qing Pheasant. Back then, we agreed that the three brothers would travel the world together, and the journey to the world cannot be without you."
Xiao Diao and Xiao Yan are already two-level reincarnation masters. After hearing this, they immediately nodded eagerly. It’s just a big world, so you’re afraid of a bird!
After a while, almost everyone in the hall had left.
Only a petite beauty in a white dress moved slightly. Her body was slender and soft, and her big, watery eyes looked timidly at Lin Dong. Her purity revealed a sense of charm that drove countless male creatures crazy. Her charming nature was born for nature. .
"Xinqing, why don't you go to ancestral palace for retreat? Who said you want to lead the tribe to serve me for the rest of your life? It's not okay if you lag behind in terms of strength."
Lin Dong looked at the beauty in the white dress and let out a soft sigh.
"I think Master Lin Dong seems to be planning to resurrect a few seniors. How can there be no one around to serve him? Besides, this is a rare time to be alone with Master Lin Dong."
Xinqing's big, watery eyes met Lin Dong's gaze boldly and passionately, perfectly conveying the desire to refuse but to welcome him.
"Okay, come with me."
Lin Dong nodded without changing his expression, turned around and walked towards the inner hall.
But in his heart, he couldn't help but secretly thought that this girl's charm skills were becoming more and more refined, and she might be able to surpass the wife of the Devouring Lord in a short time.
But fortunately, he is Lin Dongdong with a heart as strong as iron.
"Yes, Lord Lin Dong!"
Xinqing pursed her red lips happily and followed him with a gust of fragrant wind.
...
A pillar of sandalwood burned slowly in the inner hall.
Xinqing knelt and sat at the door of the hall, looking at the slender figure standing supporting the coffin with admiration and nostalgia, waiting for his call at any time.
Back then, Lin Dongneng stepped from a weak young man to where he is today, thanks to the support and help of many virtuous elders.
Some elders are still alive in the world, while some elders have fallen into deep sleep.
Regarding the latter, Lin Dong, who had achieved the ancestral realm, had nothing to do but try to resurrect them with all his strength and pull them out of the world of the dead.
"First place, Senior Thunder Emperor."
Lin Dong carefully took out a flash of light as bright as silver from his sleeve.
In the Thunder Emperor's Cave, Lin Dong sealed the last bit of the Thunder Emperor's true spirit into the Thunder Ancestral Talisman in order to resurrect him one day.
After returning the Thunder Ancestral Talisman to the Thunder Lord, Lin Dong transferred it to the Eighth Ancestor Glazed Bowl for cultivation. Now it is time to see it again.
The dazzling silver light was sealed into the coffin of life and death, and the lid of the coffin was closed.
Lin Dong, who switched to the form of the Lord of Life and Death, sat cross-legged and placed his hands on the coffin of life and death. The next moment, a massive amount of black and white brilliance rushed towards the coffin of life and death crazily.
For a moment, the hall was completely silent.
Seven days later.
"Buzz! Bang!"
The buzzing coffin of life and death was gently pushed open from the inside, and a thin figure covered his head and sat up from the coffin: "Sorry, excuse me, can anyone tell me where I am?"
The figure is about thirty years old, his eyes are as bright as silver, and he is wearing a silver robe. Although his angular face is not too handsome, it is very attractive. Under the thin body, there is a dragon-like figure hidden under it. Incredible power.
"Senior Thunder Emperor, long time no see."
At this time, a chuckle suddenly sounded from his ears. The man in silver robe subconsciously turned his head to look, and murmured in a daze: "Lin...Lin Dong, boy?"
About ten minutes later.
"So, after five years of not seeing each other, you stepped into the ancestral realm, refined the strange demon emperor to death, resurrected me, and helped me successfully enter the realm of reincarnation? Am I crazy, or are you crazy? Five Entering the ancestral realm in 2017..."
The Thunder Emperor looked up into the void with his eyes blankly, speechless for a long time.
"This is Senior's natal spiritual treasure - the Thunder Emperor's Scepter. I have been keeping it for you. Now it has returned to its original owner. So, where do you plan to go next?"
Lei Di took his natal spiritual treasure in a daze, then rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Sorry, I just woke up from a deep sleep and my mind is a little confused."
"As for where to go next? I plan to return to Chaos Demon Sea and rebuild my Thunder Mansion, where I fought with many old brothers in the past. By the way, since Lord Wu Zu can revive me, can he revive my four old subordinates, the Four Thunder Kings?"
At this point, Thunder Emperor suddenly sat up and looked at Lin Dong with burning eyes.
"It doesn't matter if the Yuan Ling is broken, at least you have to keep a little bit of the True Spirit, so that you can reverse the origin and reshape the body. But as far as I know, the Yuan Ling of the Four Thunder Kings has long been..."
Before Lin Dong finished speaking, Thunder Emperor had turned into a silver thunder and pierced through the void: "I know where their last True Spirit is hidden."
"Rebuilding the Thunder Mansion? This is a good choice."
Lin Dong looked at the rapidly closing space crack, thought about it, and reached out to grab the primitive dragon bone in his body.
There is an interesting guy waiting for him to save there.
Ten days later, the coffin of life and death was opened again.
"Hahaha, my six fingers are finally back!"
He was a handsome man in purple, with six crystal-like jade fingers on his hands. There was an undisguised majesty between his eyebrows, and a mighty dragon roar resounded faintly in his body.
"Six-fingered monster dragon, I lost to you in the battle in the demon domain, how about we fight again now? Well, let's have a fair one-on-one duel, I promise not to call me wife this time."
Lin Dong hugged his shoulders and looked at him with a smile.
"Fuck the one-on-one fair duel!!"
The smile on his face suddenly froze, and the corners of the six-fingered Holy Dragon Emperor's eyes twitched violently.
"Lin Dong, you can't repay kindness with enmity. I don't want that primitive dragon bone. I will condense another one myself later."
After taking a deep breath, the six-fingered Holy Dragon Emperor pretended to be calm and slipped away.
PS: The following is a side story. In fact, when everyone saw the death of the Demon Emperor, the main plot has ended.
In the extra chapter, I mainly want to fill in some unfilled holes, so the writing will be more scattered. Of course, some people may think it is water.
I would like to say hello to everyone in advance. If you think it is water, you don’t have to read it. There is no need to force it. I just want to make it perfect.
In addition, there are probably three or four chapters of content. This will completely end the story of Tianxuan Continent, so it should be finished tomorrow.
Then, the day after tomorrow, I will think about how to write the story of the Great World.
That’s all.