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Chapter 12 Qian Long Gui and the opening of the secret realm (1W+)(1/5)

"Resurrection? The True Saint wants to resurrect your child?" Huang Yue couldn't help but lost her voice after hearing Hong Ling's words. What was originally known to only two people was now known to everyone.

"Yes, this is the meaning of the true saint. He also told me that it might be more convenient if the body is still there."

Hong Ling's admission made everyone around fall into silence.

Finally, Huang Yue spoke carefully and said: "Hongling, although it is a bit offensive, your child has been dead for several years..."

Hongling looked gloomy for a while and said: "Yes, it has been more than four years. At that time, I was already in despair. If it were not for the True Sage, maybe I would still be living in pain... The True Sage said at that time that there was a chance.

But I didn’t expect that it could be achieved now.”

"Resurrection...can it really be done?"

"Since the True Saint said it, it cannot be false. The True Saint is already on his way." Hong Ling did not have any doubts.

Soon, her thoughts changed: "But my child's body has returned to the sky... I don't know if it will affect it."

The Yiren clan practices cremation, and after the cremation, they return to the sky.

At this time, Huang Yue comforted Hong Ling: "It's okay. Didn't you say so yourself? It's just more convenient and means that even if it doesn't, there won't be any problems."

Hong Ling felt much relieved after hearing this.

It's not that she doesn't trust the True Saint, but when it comes to her own child, he can't help but worry.

The two of them actually didn't want to talk about the coming of the True Saint, but it was difficult to hide it.

By the time Wang Sheng arrived, many Yiren had gathered in the imperial capital of the Yiren Empire, which is now the temporary office in Datong.

Every Yiren is extremely curious about the true saint of Wusheng Sect.

Especially when someone knows that the true saint can be resurrected.

"Really holy!"

The moment Wang Sheng appeared, everyone knew his identity even if no one reminded him.

"Is this the true saint? Just standing there, you can feel the sacredness."

As a creature in the ninth realm, Wang Sheng did not deliberately restrain himself, and his temperament was extremely obvious.

Wang Sheng came to Hong Ling.

"Really holy!"

Hong Ling was extremely excited and could not control her emotions.

"No need to be polite, but your child's body is still there?"

"Sorry, true saint, the child has returned to the embrace of the sky." Although she had been comforted before, at this time, she was still a little apologetic.

"No problem, take me to the place where your child last appeared!"

"Yes." Hong Ling brought Wang Sheng to a street with excitement, "Zhensheng, my child was given here..."

Wang Sheng nodded, didn't say much, and started taking action directly. This time, he didn't use time retrieval directly, but cooperated with the dice of time.

The Dice of Time, the power linked to time.

On the way here, he had a sudden idea and experimented. He found that using the dice of time to cooperate with him could reduce the consumption cost a lot.

Of course, this will consume much more power.

Consumable power is nothing at all.

Wang Sheng controlled the dice of time, and time and space began to go back. In the endless river, as Wang Sheng's longevity began to be consumed, a small winged figure appeared in it. This figure had extremely serious injuries and seemed to die at any time.

"This should be your child, right?"

Hong Ling and Huang Yue both came together. Seeing this scene, they were so surprised that they were speechless.

Even a trace of the terrifying aura of the Time and Space River seems to be able to crush them.

However, Hongling was awakened by Wang Sheng's words and immediately replied: "Yes, true saint, this is my child!"

"OK!"

Wang Sheng used more strength and turned into a big hand that reached the sky, and directly fished Hongling's child out of the river. The moment he fished it out, his injuries were also restored.

The moment before death, Hong Ling's injuries were very serious, but only for some weak people. In fact, any third level can treat her.

boom!

As the long river roared, Wang Sheng resisted and paid the price.

Hong Ling's child appeared intact, with confused eyes. In his memory, it seemed that he was still stuck in the time when he was seriously injured.

But now, his body is intact and much healthier than before.

But soon the correction of the long river of time and space came, not taking it away, but giving it memory.

She knew that she seemed to be resurrected from the dead.

She is young and has little knowledge, and has no idea what this means.

But soon she noticed that her mother was also there.

"Mother!"

She quickly threw herself into her mother's arms.

Although her memory was corrected by the long river of time and space, part of the fear of death still remained in her heart. Coupled with the obsession of not seeing her mother before she died, she became even more dependent.

Seeing this, Wang Sheng said: "In the future, pay attention to psychological counseling and don't let her think too much. Of course, don't worry too much. Time will slowly correct it."

After resurrection, death is no longer a fact. Under the subtle influence of time and space, Hongling's children's psychological problems will slowly fade away.

Hongling hugged her daughter and cried with joy.

Hearing the true saint's voice, she knelt down with her daughter to express her gratitude.

"No need to thank you too much, this is the reward you deserve."

At this time, Hong Ling has become a true fanatical believer and can be regarded as one of his own.

"You can handle it yourself next time!"

Hong Ling's child was resurrected, so naturally there was nothing else to do.

Wait until Wang Sheng leaves.

Hong Ling's child then asked: "Mom, I know that I was resurrected, am I the one just now?"

"Yes, child, you must remember that it was the True Saint who gave you a new life, and you must serve the True Saint in this life."

Hongling's child nodded in confusion, but kept this incident in his mind.

Wang Sheng, who left, did not return to Qingshan Village.

Resurrecting Hong Ling's child consumes only a drop in life for him. With a little improvement, it can be replenished ten times or dozens of times. What's more, with the cooperation of the Dice of Time, the consumption is three points less than expected. one.

Since Hong Ling's child was resurrected, Xia Yang couldn't favor one over the other.

After all, in terms of merit, Xia Yang is no worse than Hong Ling, or even better.

Huang Tian and others also contributed a lot.

He didn't want to favor one thing over another, but he could resolve these matters at once.

Of course, it is impossible to resurrect them all.

Credit cannot be given too much.

It's okay to pick up a few and practice with them.

It didn't take long for him to find Xia Yang.

Xia Yang already knew the true saint's intention.

"Really holy, I want to resurrect my parents."

He knew that this was because of his merits, so the True Saint was willing to give him two places for resurrection, and his parents were the most suitable candidates.

If he were an ancestor, his achievements might not be enough.

His parents died in Lieyang Sect.

Although a long time has passed, I still cannot forget it.

Wang Sheng didn't know what he was thinking. In fact, even if he was an ancestor, he would agree. How strong is the ancestor of the seventh realm, but to him, it was just like that.

In addition, the death time is not too long, so it will not be too exaggerated.

However, Xia Yang would not say much about his own request.

Not long after, he took Xia Yang to the site of Lieyan Sect.

This place is already deserted.

Xia Yang was very emotional.

Wang Sheng didn't care so much and just went back in time.

Xia Yang himself was not very talented, and so were his parents, who only had fifth-level cultivation and had been dead for more than ten years.
To be continued...
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