gate of eternity

At the fifth stage of the true spirit, a more domineering one can grow.

At night, the aroma of wine overflows from the Patriarch's Bieyuan.

Zhao Yuan hosted a banquet to welcome the child and to entertain Old Xuandao and the others.

"Your master."

The fat old man poked Zhao Yun, and came to Zhao's house to wait for Hong Yuan.

"Dead." Zhao Yun said casually.

However, after Moon God glanced at her, he hurriedly changed his words, "It's closed."

"Whose child is this?"

Zhuge Xuandao was still hugging Xiao Linglong, looking at Zhao Yun curiously, his eyes were strange, it could be your illegitimate daughter!That would be so interesting.

"Pick it up."

"It's good to pick it up, but it doesn't cost money."

"100 taels, I bought it."

"300 taels, I want it, I really like this little girl."

"Get lost, I'll offer 500 taels."

Unscrupulous people get together, I don't know if they are too drunk, or they are drunk, they are bluffing, they know they are eating, but they don't know, they think it is an auction?

With these words, Zhao Yunquan took it as a fart, and took back Xiao Linglong again.

Looking at the little girl's face, it was completely darkened.

These little bastards, these old bastards, don't wait for my old lady to recover.

The atmosphere here is harmonious, but the other side is very awkward.

Since Zhao Yang was brought back, he is still in a coma. God knows how many bones and tendons have been broken. In addition to the backlash of the forbidden law, the injuries are not ordinary.

"Zhao Yun."

The Great Elder gritted his teeth and planned for many years, but in the end all his success failed.

Late at night, the banquet ended.

A group of talents, drowsy from drinking, staggered away.

The guest rooms have already been prepared, and they all live in Zhao's house.

"Father, rest early." Zhao Yun smiled.

"No hurry, come."

Zhao Yuan waved his hand, pulled Zhao Yun and walked inside.

Xu Shi was happy tonight, he ate a few more drinks and walked staggeringly.

"I'll take you to see your mother."

As Zhao Yuan said, he pushed open the door.

Zhao Yun has been to this room countless times, but he did not expect that there is a mystery in the room.

hum!

Zhao Yuan opened the mechanism, a stone gate opened wide, leading directly to the ground, at the end of the stone ladder, there was another stone gate, opened, it was an underground palace of several tens of feet.

Here, dyed with candlelight.

Here, there is also an ice jade bed, on which lies a woman, a frozen woman, like an engraved ice sculpture, who has been sleeping for an unknown number of years.

Zhao Yun was already in tears.

It was his mother, so I recognized it.

In his memory, his mother had already been buried in the ground for peace. He never thought that his father still sealed up his mother's body. It must be because he didn't want his mother to sleep alone. He also came to cheat and deceived everyone. As a child, he was also kept in the dark.

"Furong, our child, has grown up."

Zhao Yuan took the musk and put it in the incense burner. Tears glistened in his eyes. His wife was still sleeping peacefully, with tears still remaining in the corners of her eyes. Her sad and beautiful expression showed why she was reluctant to part with her husband. , but also for children.

"Mother, may you have a spirit in heaven."

Zhao Yun choked with sobs, the flick of his hand was already a thing, but a head, the head of a lone wolf who walks the night, it was this wicked man who took his mother's life back then.

"It's him."

The tears in Zhao Yuan's eyes burned out in an instant, and what he got in return was an icy glow.

Even after so long, it is still recognizable at a glance.

In the past, he frantically searched for it, but he couldn't find it for many years.

Unexpectedly, he was brought back by Zhao Yun.

"Use the head of the enemy to pay homage to the spirit of my wife in heaven."

This is the poisonous oath he made back then.

For nearly ten years, his unfulfilled long-cherished wish has been fulfilled by the child for him.

"Xiu'er, can my mother be resurrected?"

Zhao Yun seemed to have thought of something, and hastily wiped away his tears.

"That depends on the ever-burning lamp, it won't work."

Before the Moon God opened his eyes, he turned back casually. He knew that there was a mystery in Zhao Yuan's room, and he also knew that there was a frozen woman lying in the underground palace. At that time, he had a certain guess that it must be Zhao Yuan's. Wife, Zhao Yun's mother.

Zhao Yun hurriedly took out the ever-burning lamp and put it on the ice jade bed.

There was no response from the ever-burning lamp, or in other words, he didn't understand the method of burning souls.

He doesn't understand, the moon god understands, and a spell has been cast.

Zhao Yun's eyes were like a torch, he had never been so eager to learn for a moment, and he had never been so quick to learn, and his talent was fully developed. In just a few moments, he engraved the spell on in mind.

"Take a drop of your mother's blood and pour it into the ever-burning lamp."

"According to the incantation I taught, recite it again and again."

"When the eternal lamp is lit, there is the possibility of resurrection."

Moon God said slowly, from the beginning to the end, she did not see her eyes open.

At critical moments, this Xiu'er is still very reliable.

Zhao Yun was extremely fast, and took a drop of his mother's blood, which was stained on the ever-burning lamp.

"￥≈￥≈."

Then, I heard him speak, but what he confided was obscure words.

It should be nonsense.

Listening to the wind blows, the words do not belong to the world.

"Yun Yuner?"

Zhao Yuan was puzzled, calling out tentatively, he always felt that his son had become a little strange, and the words in his mouth were in which country's language, which he had never heard before.

Zhao Yun didn't respond yet, as if he was going crazy, he recited again and again.

"Piety leads to spirituality." Moon God reminded.

Zhao Yun also did not respond.

Piety, he is pious enough, heartache, longing, and hope that all the emotions that want to cry have become a kind of belief and obsession, turning into drops of crystal tears in his eyes, and every spell seems to pour all .

Luna once opened her eyes for a moment, and glanced at the ever-burning lamp.

Still no response.

It is also to blame for Zhao Yun's mother, who died for too long, but it is not impossible, this ice jade bed perfectly preserved her body, if Zhao Yun is devout enough, it can turn decay into magic.

Obsession is also a mysterious thing.

It may not be obvious in the mortal world, but it will be very useful in the fairy world and the god world.

"￥≈￥≈."

Zhao Yun didn't stop, he was still chanting over and over again.

"Cloud?"

Zhao Yuan stepped forward and called out again tentatively. It was so abnormal, and the words he confided were also so weird, which made him feel that the child was in a daze. Because he hadn't seen his mother for a long time, his mind was a little confused for a while. up.

Zhao Yun didn't answer, and his tearful eyes gradually burst into bright surprise.

Just because the cold ever-burning lamp trembled slightly, there was no wick, but there was a wick, and there was a little bit of light, which was slowly burning at a speed visible to the naked eye, although it was faint, but in the eyes , but more dazzling than the scorching sun.

"senior."

Zhao Yun looked at Luna again, held his breath, and tensed his body.

Make trouble on weekdays, every sentence is a show.

Now, what the seniors shouted is true.

If he can revive his mother, don't call him senior, you can call him grandma.

"Can be resurrected."

Luna glanced at the ever-burning lamp, and said these three words lightly.

After hearing the answer confirmed by Luna, the tears in Zhao Yun's eyes finally welled up.

"Yun'er?" Zhao Yuan called for the third time.

"Father, mother can be resurrected." Zhao Yun didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Can it be resurrected?"

Zhao Yuan was stunned for a moment, staring at Zhao Yun, just like Zhao Yun looked at the moon god before, he also held his breath, his body was like a tight string of a zither, not daring to relax for a moment, for fear that he might be distracted and miss that sentence Important words.

"can."

Chapter 153

In the small underground palace, the candles flickered.

Zhao Yuan and Zhao Yun, one on the left and one on the right, stared at the ever-burning lamp like that, not daring to move away for a moment, just like two money lovers staring at a piece of golden ingot, for fear that this stone lamp will go out after burning. up.

"Is this the legendary eternal lamp?"

Zhao Yuan whispered, since he had heard the legend of Changming, he had never seen it before. All he knew was that this kind of lamp had the ability to revive the dead. , has been ignited.

"Found it by accident."

Zhao Yun wiped away his tears, feeling grateful in his heart.

If it weren't for the moon god, he wouldn't be able to get the everlasting lamp.

He got the ever-burning lamp.

And his father sealed up his mother's body.

This, perhaps, is predestined, destined to return to the mortal world.

"Xiu'er, when will my mother be resurrected?"

Zhao Yun asked in a low voice, staring at it most of the night, but didn't see any reaction.

"God knows.

"Maybe three to five days, maybe three to five years."

"It might take 100 years."

Luna yawned and lazily replied.

"Year 100?"

Zhao Yun twitched the corners of his mouth, if so, he and his father would probably have died in peace, even if his mother was resurrected, things are different, and the family cannot be reunited.

"If you can find the Soul Flower, maybe it will be faster." Luna said leisurely, and then added, "However, most of the mortal world doesn't have this kind of flower."