Chapter 88
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Yes, just now Mu Hantao said that Ling Buyan used his own immortal bones to fix Li Fenglan’s soul, ensuring that his soul would not scatter.
Since Ling Buyan’s immortal bones can do this, Li Fenglan’s body from his previous life was naturally the most suitable vessel for his soul.
Although Li Fuyue went mad, he was buried in the Lingyuan of Tianmian Palace’s forbidden area after his death, just like all the immortals who failed to ascend.
However, even cultivators’ bodies will no longer possess spiritual energy after death. They eventually turn into dust and return to nature, it is only a matter of time.
Because of this, most people thought that Li Fuyue’s body had long been gone. Even Ling Buyan thought so.
But only a few cultivators knew that after Li Fuyue’s soul scattered, Lin Chaochen buried his senior brother in a special jade coffin. This is why he was able to steal Li Fuyue’s body out a thousand years later.
As the head of Tianmian Palace, Jiang Yichang’s view of Li Fuyue was actually complicated.
So when he knew about Li Fuyue’s body, he not only did not stop it, but even intentionally helped to keep it secret.
If Li Fuyue was an ordinary cultivator, no one would care if his body was left behind. But he was once too famous and was the number one person of his time. If news of his stolen body spread, it would definitely cause panic in the cultivation world. Therefore, Jiang Yichang had to keep everything that happened afterwards a secret.
It is really not easy to be the head of Tianmian Palace.
“Body… Senior Brother’s body…” Lin Chaochen muttered repeatedly in a daze.
Other people may not have understood what Lin Chaochen was saying, but Jiang Yichang, who knew about Li Fuyue’s body, suddenly understood what the cultivator in front of him wanted to do.
In Tianmian Palace, there was a customary rule that the “Sword-bearing Immortal” was usually held by the cultivator with the highest level of cultivation in the sect.
Therefore, even if more than twenty cultivators pointed their swords at Lin Chaochen at this moment, he was not afraid at all.
A cultivator dressed in blue coldly glanced at the people in front of him and, without saying a word, used his aura to force back several young cultivators at the front.
Mu Hantao was worried that Lin Chaochen would affect the recovery of Li Fenglan. She was about to draw her sword and step forward, but unexpectedly, she was stopped by Jiang Yichang.
“Immortal Mu, don’t be anxious,” Jiang Yichang looked at Lin Chaochen and said, “I’ll follow him.”
Once a sword cultivator falls into madness, the aura on their spiritual sword will become extremely chaotic. That was exactly the case with Lin Chaochen now.
He completely ignored the people around him and directly flew towards the direction of Snowy Meizhou.
The forbidden area of the sect was far away from Snowy Meizhou, almost spanning the entire Tianmian Palace.
Unlike Li Fuyue who tried to control himself after falling into madness a thousand years ago, Lin Chaochen didn’t even try to suppress his instincts. He almost wrote the words “falling into madness” on his face.
The chaotic aura on the spiritual sword of an immortalization stage immortal made the whole Tianmian Palace panic.
Wherever he went, everyone knew that Lin Chaochen, the Immortal Venerable, had fallen into madness.
But before those cultivators could draw their swords, they saw that the sect leader was following behind Lin Chaochen…
What were they supposed to do?
…
Snowy Meizhou was still the same.
Without even looking at the misty plum blossoms under his feet, Lin Chaochen directly went to the Xianyun Palace Hall with his sword in hand.
Although Jiang Yichang had anticipated this, he was still somewhat shocked when he saw it with his own eyes. Just as he was about to follow Lin Chaochen into the Xianyun Palace Hall, a barrier suddenly blocked him here.
But it was okay. After not too long, Lin Chaochen came out of Xianyun Palace Hall.
Unlike when he went in, he now held a clear and translucent jade-colored heavy-petal plum blossom in his hand.
Li Fuyue’s body was hidden in this space.
Perhaps it was because he saw his senior brother, Lin Chaochen was now a bit calmer than before. He glanced at Jiang Yichang and suddenly said, “After I return him to my senior brother… I’ll go to the place I should go.”
After saying this, Lin Chaochen didn’t hesitate. He once again rode his sword and flew towards the forbidden area.
The place he should go?
The Soul Condensing Tower – where any practitioner who falls into demonic cultivation would be imprisoned, only when their divine souls stabilize can they come out.
However, in this world, no one has ever come out of there alive.
Lin Chaochen looked anxious. In just a few moments, his figure disappeared from Jiang Yichang’s sight.
As for the people left here, they couldn’t help but turn around and take a look at the Xianyun Palace Hall – its owner had been gone for many years, but compared to a thousand years ago, the Xianyun Palace Hall had not changed much.
It was just much more desolate now.
…
When Lin Chaochen returned to the bottom of Tanyi Pagoda with the Emerald Heavy Petal Lotus, the golden light on the black tower became even more dazzling.
Mu Hantao had been guarding the tower for thousands of years, but she had never seen such a situation. Not knowing what would happen next, she could only ask the other young practitioners around her to step back and leave herself alone to face the tower.
The moment Lin Chaochen arrived, Tanyi Pagoda once again burst into a dazzling golden light. This time, everyone saw that the giant tower, which was originally as sturdy as a rock, was cracking open little by little, and the next moment, a yellow figure flew out from inside.
Seeing this, Mu Hantao, who had been closer to Tanyi Pagoda, also stepped back several steps.
“Immortal Mu, what’s wrong with this tower?!” The surrounding practitioners were both shocked and afraid as they asked.
The practitioner in a silk skirt pursed her lips and remained silent.
At this moment, the situation with Tanyi Pagoda was too special, special enough that there were hardly any people around who could spare their attention to focus on Lin Chaochen.
It wasn’t until he spoke, softly calling out “Senior Brother” towards the top of the tower, that their attention was drawn back to him.
Upon hearing this, Mu Hantao’s gaze immediately turned towards the source of the sound.
At this moment, the jade plum blossom that had been held in Lin Chaochen’s hand all along suddenly flew up slowly.
“What is this thing?”
Lin Chaochen was now completely insane and a dangerous person. Mu Hantao instinctively wanted to take that thing down. But the next moment, she felt a familiar energy.
Under the gaze of dozens of people below the Tanyi Pagoda, the heavy-petalled jade plum blossom grew bigger and bigger.
At last, the golden light on the Tanyi Pagoda was injected into the flower petals.
The next moment, a figure appeared at the stamen of the plum blossom.
“What is this?”
“Oh my god…”
The person was wearing a white stacked brocade gown, with several red lines on the clothing. At this moment, he laid in mid-air on the plum blossom, his long hair flying in the wind…
Although his face could not be seen, just this figure alone gave a feeling of peerless elegance.
So, a name appeared in their minds.
Li Fuyue.
The cultivator who almost became the head of Tianmian Palace but was betrayed by the Heavenly Dao and reborn in this life, becoming a dangerous person.
Apart from Mu Hantao, none of the other cultivators, even the older ones, had seen Li Fuyue in his past life.
Although they had heard that Li Fenglan and his past life’s appearance were almost identical, when this figure appeared before their eyes, they still couldn’t help but want to catch a glimpse of the Immortal’s appearance.
But before they could see clearly, the golden light shone once again.
This time, something even more unexpected happened.
The Tanyi Pagoda, which had already cracked open, began to turn into dust from the bottom of the tower.
The tower disappeared from people’s sight, and this scene was enough to shock everyone.
While talking about the disappearance of the tower, Mu Hantao noticed that the person who had been sleeping quietly on the jade plum blossom suddenly moved his fingers.
…
For Li Fenglan, it was like a dream that would never wake up.
His consciousness was hovering between wakefulness and drowsiness. Li Fenglan realized that Ling Buyan had told him many stories, but now that he had returned to his body, those stories slowly dissipated like a dream.
“Master?” Li Fenglan realized he had returned to his body and instinctively called out that name.
“I’m here.”
A moment ago, Li Fenglan felt lost and lonely, as if walking in a vast snowfield. But the next moment, when he heard Ling Buyan’s voice, his heart immediately calmed down.
His soul left the body of “Li Fenglan” and returned to the body of Li Fuyue.
As the soul returned to its place, the Tanyi Pagoda disappeared completely.
Cheng Huang stood anxiously in the empty space in front of Tanyi Pagoda, looking at Li Fenglan.
And behind this heavy petal plum blossom, Ling Buyan, dressed in black, hugged Li Fenglan’s former body and slowly descended from the void.
Strangely, at the moment Ling Buyan landed, the person in his arms also disappeared slowly with the Tanyi Pagoda. In the end, Ling Buyan was left with only a white jade-like immortal bone in his hand.
As Mu Hantao said, this immortal bone was cut from Ling Buyan’s own body and used to suppress Li Fenglan’s soul.
Now, Li Fenglan’s spirit has returned to his original body, and the immortal bone slowly disappeared from the fingertips of Ling Buyan.
After a thousand years, the forbidden area of Tianmian Palace has finally returned to its original state.
The huge emerald plum blossom hanging in the air fell, and the person lying on the stamen finally slowly opened their eyes.
The familiar embroidered robe, and the Dao mark on the forehead.
Even Li Fenglan himself was a bit confused at this moment. Now that he has returned to this body, is he “Li Fuyue” or “Li Fenglan”?
At the moment when Li Fenglan woke up, all the ordinary cultivators around him held their swords and bowed to his position.
Lin Chaochen, who was in the distance, stared at his senior brother in a daze, not daring to move forward at all…
At this moment, Ling Buyan finally walked over.
“Fenglan, you’re awake.”
As he spoke, Li Fenglan had already fallen into that familiar embrace.
And the anxiety and confusion also dissipated in an instant.
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