Original God's Dark Priest

Resurrecting the dead is never easy.

For Safire, every resurrection is actually equivalent to a precise operation that cannot tolerate any mistakes.

It took several hours from the casting of the Light of Revival to Fushe's awakening. Such a long period of concentration and interpretation of the earth veins finally exhausted Saphir's spirit.

When Fushe opened his eyes and looked around, Saphir had already leaned gently on Zhongli's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.

Her strength has indeed increased, but the light of revival will still have backlash, which is inevitable.

Fortunately, compared to the time when she resurrected Kitsai Palace, she felt much better this time. She just felt difficulty breathing, chest tightness and extreme mental fatigue. In this situation, she just needed to rest for a while and she would be fine.

You know, the time she resurrected Kitsai Palace, she lost half her life.

Struggling to get up, Fushe looked at the people who came to greet him with some disbelief.

He didn't know Ye Lan, but he could feel a trace of the power of a Taoist priest contained in the other person. That power was very familiar and very similar to Bo Yang's power. It was obvious that he was a descendant of Bo Yang.

There is no need to say much about Xiao and Zhongli, he is too familiar with them.

The last one was Saphir, who was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed beside Zhongli. Fushe recognized her face the first time. Although she was a little thinner, her pretty face and beautiful eyes and eyebrows remained the same. It was her, there was no doubt about it.

“Emperor…I…” Fushe half-knelt in front of Zhongli, lowered his head slightly, wanting to say something.

Because Saphir fell asleep, Zhongli let her lean on him. In fact, he was going to hold her in his arms, but there were so many people here, he really couldn't do such a thing that was against etiquette.

So forget it, but he sat on the ground hunched over, lowering his shoulders as much as possible, trying to make Saphir lean on him more comfortably. This made his current movements a little funny.

Fushe didn't care about so many things. He was a warrior and didn't pay attention to such things, nor would he think too much about them. The only things in his mind were the mission and the peace and prosperity of the country.

Zhongli raised his hand to stop Fushe from talking, and said softly: "It has been five hundred years since the original incident. There is no need to say more. Fushe, I am most happy to see that you are safe and sound."

"I wonder if Liyue Harbor is also safe? Have we managed to hold the last line of defense? Have we managed to hold the lights of the thousands of homes behind us?" Although he had some guesses in his mind, Fushe still wanted a definite answer.

Looking at this iron-blooded man, Zhongli took a deep breath and nodded vigorously: "You did it, and you did it very well. Liyue is safe and sound, and the country is peaceful and the people are prosperous."

"Really? That's great." A tear finally slid down Fushe's face. "With this answer, those brothers who died in the battle can rest in peace. Even if they lost their lives, it was worth it."

After getting the answer to the question that concerned him most, Fushe finally had time to ask about Saphir: "Emperor, what is this?"

“As you can see, an old friend.” Zhongli said, moving slightly. Saphir immediately felt a little uncomfortable and moved subconsciously, trying to find a comfortable position.

Seeing this, Zhongli finally reached out and put his arm around her shoulders, letting her lean on his chest so that she could sleep more comfortably.

Saphir rubbed against his arms and fell into a deeper sleep.

"Old friend?" Fu She's eyes flashed with ecstasy, he naturally understood what this word meant. The Emperor's words were equivalent to personally acknowledging the other party's identity, which was a pleasant surprise for Fu She.

After all, the tragedy of Guili Ji was a heavy blow to the entire Liyue, and these Yakshas were no exception.

When Fushe finally recovered from his ecstasy and turned to look at Xiao who had been waiting for a long time, what greeted him were not words of reminiscing about the past, nor congratulations on his return.

Instead, a relatively short figure hugged him and patted his back vigorously.

Xiao is a taciturn person. He is naturally happy that Big Brother has returned, but he is not good at expressing himself.

So, I would like to express my excitement and joy with a hug.

He knew how difficult it was for Fushe to return.

When she learned that Fushe might be resurrected, Saphir immediately formulated a series of plans and implemented them, which led to Fushe's return today. No one knows how much she contributed to this.

But Xiao understood that even if one only looked at the time span, it could be seen that Saphir had indeed put in a great deal of effort.

Stratified giant abyssal surface mining area.

The reverse-flying meteor shower formed by souls from underground continues. These are the returning heroic souls, the heroes of Liyue.

Hu Tao and Keqing watched all this with solemn expressions.

"So that's how it is... No wonder..." How could Keqing not understand what exactly was going on?

This dense tide of souls pouring out like rain tells the cruelty of the war in the most magnificent way.

Each light spot represents a Thousand Rocks Army soldier. Looking at the density of these light spots, there are more than hundreds of thousands of them.

Hu Tao had summoned the Homa Staff at some point. She found a relatively high spot, stood on it, and then stood on tiptoe, holding the Homa Staff in her hand and shouting, "The 77th head of the Wangsheng Hall, Hu Tao, is here! Please ask the spirits of the Liyue ancestors to return to heaven!"

"Hu Tao, the 77th head of the Wangsheng Hall, is here! Please let the spirits of the Liyue ancestors return to heaven!"

"Hu Tao, the 77th head of the Wangsheng Hall, is here! Please let the spirits of the Liyue ancestors return to heaven!"

……

Whether it was Hu Tao, the employees of the Wangsheng Hall, or Keqing, they all looked at these liberated heroic spirits with seriousness and respect. They were the patron saints of Liyue, so they were not afraid, not at all.

The ghost you fear may be the person that others want to see day and night. And these martyrs who defended their country could not harm the people of Liyue when they were alive, so how could they harm others after death?

They are clearly the cutest people.

"Kid...are you from the Wangsheng Hall? I have a request. Can you make an exception for me?" A trembling voice sounded beside Hu Tao's ears.

Hu Tao only felt a chill on the back of her head, but she was not panicked at all. She just smiled and asked, "If you have any request, just tell me."

"Hu Tao, are you talking to someone?" Keqing had already come to Hu Tao's side at this time, and she was a little frightened when she suddenly heard her say this.

Walnut shook his head and did not answer the question.

The voice continued, "It's embarrassing to say this... Aren't we leaving now? I think... well, we brothers want to go to Liyue Harbor in this last moment, even if it's just a glimpse from afar, that would be enough."

This request is actually not reasonable. People who have died should not continue to wander in the human world. But at this time, how can one say no?

Hu Tao looked at the circling heroic spirits for a long time before she nodded slightly: "Well, since we are going to Wuwang Slope, we must pass through Liyue Harbor on the way, so I agree to your request."

In fact, according to the rules of the Wangsheng Hall, the salvation of the souls of the dead must avoid places where people gather. This is to prevent the magnetic field of the dead from affecting the bodies of ordinary people.

But Walnut still agreed to them, because, as a person under their protection, she could not and should not refuse such a small request because of concerns about such things.

“Fly higher when you go back! Don’t bring trouble to the children!” The heroic spirit seemed to be giving orders. After that, all the heroic spirits flew higher and began to cross the brightly lit Liyue Harbor.

The sun sets, the moon rises, the lights come on, and the nightlife of the residents of Liyue Harbor begins.

Xiangling skipped out of the gate of Wanmin Hall and ran towards the pier. She wanted to find Xinyan and go to the Moonlight Tavern after they met up.

As soon as she ran to the dock, she saw a silver stream of light appearing in the sky.

First there was one, then the second, the third, and more and more, faster and faster... until the sky was filled with brilliant lights.

The dazzling lights and the dark and silent night, two completely different scenes formed a view that Liyue had not seen in thousands of years. The night sky tonight was particularly noisy.

The residents of Liyue Harbor looked at the brilliant night sky and began to pray consciously. Although they did not know what it was, their intuition told them that it was not something dangerous.

More and more people regarded all this as a wonder. They stopped and looked at the flying heroic souls. They were lost in thought and forgot about time.

The heroic souls flew over Liyue Harbor, crossed the Luhua Pond, and stopped briefly at Guiliyuan. Then they quickly flew towards Dihuazhou, passed Wangshu Inn, and finally arrived at Wuwangpo.

Wuwangpo is the place of reincarnation of life and death. Once they arrive here, they will really say goodbye to this world.

Hu Tao followed using the secret method of attracting butterflies, but he only managed to get as far as Tianheng Mountain before he could no longer run.

She looked at the heroic souls going away with some depression, and didn't know what to say for a moment. Although she didn't think these heroic souls would do anything, it would be no joke if such a large number of undead got out of control.

"Don't worry, kid. We will never do anything rash." The heroic spirit at the beginning did not leave first, but followed Hu Tao.

Kurumi supported her knees with both hands, panting slightly: "I'm not worried!"

“Hahaha… Okay, kid, your name is ‘Hutao’, right? You are an interesting little girl. When we get over there, we will pray for you and the people of Liyue. If, there really is such a world.” The heroic spirit was very happy and laughed heartily.

Hu Tao listened to his words and suddenly felt sad. After today, they would disappear completely. From now on, there would be no trace or proof of their existence in this world.

Her expression could not escape the observation of the heroic spirit, who said after a few seconds: "Sad? But don't cry. It would be a pity if such beautiful eyes turned red from crying. Baby, we have been dead for hundreds of years and should have left. You also said that you are the head of the Wangsheng Hall. It is impossible that you don't understand this principle, right?"

"Who, who is sad! I'm not!" Walnut wiped her eyes stubbornly, forcing down the tears in her eyes, "I just... just..."

As he spoke, Walnut gave up his defense and said loudly, "A guy you don't know once told me that a person will experience three deaths in his life.

The first time is the end of your life, your body loses the ability to move, and you die in a physiological sense.

The second time is when people announce your death, letting everyone know about your death, and your social identity becomes that of a dead person.

Then, the third time."

Walnut stared at the almost invisible heroic spirits with burning eyes: "When you have been dead for a long enough time, the last person in the world who still remembers you is also dead, or has forgotten you. From this moment on, you are dead in a complete sense.

From this moment on, this world will no longer have any connection with you. No one can prove that you existed. No one and no thing has anything to do with you. This is the third death of a person, about forgetting.

After she finished speaking, she suddenly smiled: "I, Hu Tao, may not be a person of high position and power, but I promise that as long as I exist, as long as the Hall of Rebirth exists, your sacrifice will always be remembered, and you will never be forgotten, me and my friends.

You will live in our hearts forever.”

"And me! Liyue will never forget the heroic souls of the martyrs. Your deeds will be recorded in Liyue's history. When I go back, I will arrange for someone to engrave the monument to the heroic spirits. The deeds of the Thousand Rock Army must be widely spread, and you will definitely be able to enjoy the incense of thousands of families in the future! I promise!" Keqing finally rushed over breathlessly. Although she couldn't hear what the heroic spirits said, she thought that there were some things she had to say.

After Keqing finished speaking, the heroic spirit finally burst into laughter, and then the sound became farther and farther away until it could no longer be heard.

Seeing that Hu Tao didn't respond for a long time, Keqing asked anxiously: "Did he...did they say anything?"

Hu Tao knew that those heroes had already left. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Keqing, who looked nervous. Suddenly she smiled brightly, "He said that he is very pleased to have a younger generation like you."

"Is that so? That's good." Keqing patted her plump chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

But Hu Tao just lowered her eyes and said nothing more.

The heroic spirits have left, but the mission of the Hall of Rebirth is not over yet. They must hold a seven-day religious ceremony here, then walk all the way to Wuwangpo, where they will hold a farewell ceremony, and finally go to Tianheng Mountain to find a Feng Shui treasure land, erect a monument, and engrave prayers to comfort the dead. Only then will it be completely over.

Logically speaking, to bid farewell to such a heroic spirit, they could afford to wait for 81 days, let alone seven days. However, this was a mining area after all, and if the ritual took too long it would affect other things, so they chose seven days, which was neither too short nor too long.

Hu Tao went to busy herself. Keqing waited there for a while, but still did not see Saphir and the others come out, so she had to leave first and go find Ningguang to tell her about today's situation.

It was already the next morning when Keqing found Ningguang. After washing up, the delicate-looking Tianquanxing met the dusty Yuhengxing in the Qun Yu Pavilion.

Looking at the elegant and graceful woman in front of her, Keqing felt a little unhappy. She worked so hard, but how could she be so leisurely?

And after finishing the work, I have to come to her to report. Why is there such a big difference between them, both of them are seven stars?

Ningguang didn't know what Keqing was thinking, so she just asked her purpose in a low voice.

Keqing cleared her throat and told the other party everything that happened yesterday.

Ningguang's red eyes flickered slightly, and she nodded: "I understand this matter. You are right. It should indeed be publicized. The positive image of the Thousand Rocks Army will help to establish the prestige of our Liyue. To be honest, the Thousand Rocks Army today is really far from what it was in the past.

Let me think... maybe this can bring about some changes, and just in time to strengthen the army. Well, I will discuss this matter with Kaiyang later.

By the way, the Rebirth Hall did a good job this time. Was it arranged by that guy Saphir in advance?"

“I can’t hide it from you. Indeed, although she hasn’t come back yet, she is indeed the one controlling everything in secret.” Keqing did not hide it. After all, there was no need to hide these things in front of Ningguang.

But she added: "Ningguang, you are too offensive to her. It's better to be a little more respectful. After all, she is..."

"It's okay. This is a matter between me and her." Ningguang raised her hand to stop him, smiling casually.

Seeing this, Keqing said no more and stood up and left.

Anyway, Ningguang already knew everything, so she didn't need to worry about anything. She believed that the other party would handle everything.