Ninth-level fairy

"Goodbye, Senior Sister!"

'Goodbye, this beautiful world!'

As if he could sense something, Du Fang smelled the gentle morning breeze blowing from Lingxiao Mountain and slowly closed his eyes.

Xuanji Zhenren immediately stood up, grabbed with his five fingers, and poured five green auras into Du Fang's crown.

Li Qingshuang turned around reluctantly, bit her lips, and lowered her head with sobs. At this time, above Du Fang's head, a white shadow was drawn out by Xuanzhen using the mysterious Taoist method.

The shadow struggled in pain, twisted, and swayed in the wind.

That was Du Fang's soul. The pain of his body and soul being torn apart made him curl up and struggle like an earthworm.

Many people looked at this tragic scene, turned their heads away in pain, and tears in their eyes fell into the dust.

Xuanji Zhenren snapped his fingers and thirteen green ghost fires appeared beside the baby's body. He then laid Du Fang's soul flat, wrinkled the star disk, and pressed it on his spirit.

Pressed forcefully into the baby's body.

Xuan Ji immediately bit his tongue and dropped his blood essence on the child's forehead.

Then he sat down and watched the blood slowly melt into his flesh.

After the last trace of blood had melted away, the entire Yunhai Square was covered.

Suddenly, a violent wind blew up, the sky and the earth changed color, and the night sky was completely shrouded in darkness. Xuanji Zhenren carefully raised the fairy flower and peeled off the black cloth. A warm white light pierced the darkness and soared into the sky.

Xuanji used the mysterious method of Taoism to place the fairy flower on the fairy platform between the baby's eyebrows. Suddenly, the pure white flower began to melt on the green body of the baby.

Countless purple-black auras emanated, and these purple-black auras condensed into the shape of an evil spirit and penetrated into the baby's eyebrows.

The screams of the evil spirit continued to emerge from the seven orifices of Qingtai.

The shrill scream frightened everyone present so much that they trembled all over and their anus tightened.

At the same time, the black and white energies that emerged from the star disk completely enveloped the entire body of Qingtai.

The baby's originally dark blue skin turned a deep purple, then black, and then white. Painful screams emanated from all seven orifices, and the baby's entire body twisted in agony.

There was an uncontrollable white ghost on the child's face, and he was constantly being completely enveloped by the purple and black evil spirit.

On the green fetus's face, Du Fang's ghost's features were constantly distorting and reorganizing. His features would sometimes overlap with those of the evil spirit, and sometimes with those of the baby.

The fairy flower completely melted, the petals disappeared, the star disk disappeared, and Qingtai's body suddenly straightened up and froze in the air.

When he saw the painfully twisted soul, Fang Cheng broke out in a cold sweat and was glad that he was wise. If it were him, he would have been unable to endure the intense pain and died.

And when the green fetus completely returned to its original state and became stiff and dead.

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

Is this a failure?

Did Junior Brother Du Fang die just like that?

Doubts arose in everyone's mind. Xuanji Zhenren's face was pale and his eyes were dull. He sat cross-legged on the ground, looking up at the darkness above, muttering:

"Will Heaven not allow such a calamity to be born?"

"Is Lingxiao really doomed to eternal damnation?"

Suddenly, under the dark sky, a purple divine thunder as thick as a bucket struck down from the sky, breaking the darkness. In an instant, the world was shrouded in purple again.

The purple lightning struck the baby's body.

The lightning disappeared, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

In this cold darkness, the sound of breathing was suddenly heard.

Xuanji Zhenren suddenly jumped up excitedly and roared at the top of his lungs, "It's done! It's a success!"

Thunder rumbled, echoing between heaven and earth, and disappeared from the mountains after a while.

Xuan Ji looked up at the sky and murmured, "This is a natural phenomenon. It's a good omen, foreshadowing that our Lingxiao Sword Sect will forge ahead in this era of great strife and rise again!"

At this time, the baby was already breathing, his chest was beating, and soft breathing sounds came from his nose.

Master Xuanji's face was filled with joy, and he couldn't help but touch the child all over.

Li Qingshuang bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes. She looked at the headmaster, who had never been so emotional before. She also looked at Du Fang's body, who was still standing on the ground with his sword in his hand. She hesitated and said, "Master, Junior Brother Du Fang's body..."

Xuan Ji's face changed from its sallow color to a rosy one. He turned around and said, "Du Fang has been with us for seven years and has done great merits for Ling Xiao. Please accept my three bows!"

He signaled his disciples to kneel down and kowtow.

Xuanji Zhenren knelt down and the group kowtowed to Du Fang's body.

Xuanji's palm shone with fire, burning Du Fang's body to ashes. He placed it in a celadon bottle and placed it in Li Qingshuang's hand, saying: "These are Junior Brother Du Fang's ashes. You are closest to him, so keep them!"

Li Qingshuang said nothing and quietly put it in his arms.

Xuanji Zhenren lit three incense sticks beside the green fetus and prayed softly, "Du Fang, although your body may be gone, your spirit and soul remain. The future prosperity of the Lingxiao Sword Sect and its resurgence in the Jiuzhou Continent depends on you..."

The green fetus was placed in the sword pavilion.

Xuan Ji blew out the lights and said softly, "Let the child rest in peace and don't disturb him easily!"

Standing in the courtyard, Xuan Ji looked into the gloomy, moonless darkness and sighed:

"The immortal has appeared, and strange phenomena have appeared in the heavens. A divine thunder from the nine heavens has turned the sky and the earth here black. The demons and evil spirits within a hundred miles must have seen this strange phenomenon and will definitely come to seize his body. Shuang'er, go gather the disciples, and let's discuss the opening of the Sword Gate!"

"Yes, I will obey Master's orders!"

Li Qingshuang had just taken two steps when he suddenly turned around and asked doubtfully:

"The key to opening the Sword Gate—the Star Plate—has already completely merged with Junior Brother Du Fang's immortal spirit into his body. How come…"

Xuanji smiled:

"The key to opening the Sword Gate is not the Star Plate. In order to defeat Bai Zhi, your uncle-master painstakingly sacrificed his own disciple to gain this glimmer of hope. Go gather the disciples. By the way, go to the back mountain to find the gravekeeper guarding the spirit tower and ask him to come over."

"The Sword Gate will open by itself!"

Li Qingshuang raised the purple magic sword and immediately disappeared into the night sky.

Could that gravekeeper be the one who opens the Sword Gate?

She had already vaguely guessed that her uncle had accidentally refined a treasure of heaven and earth. The so-called immortal's birth caused such a big commotion, it must be extremely magical.

The only thing he was worried about was Du Fang. His soul was pulled out of his body and forcibly pressed into the body of an immortal. What if he woke up and still had consciousness? Would he recognize himself? Would he become crazy and like a beast like Bai Zhi? Li Qingshuang didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The Sanqing Temple is located in the center of Lingxiao Mountain, occupying all the spiritual energy of the nine veins. The pagoda is where the ashes of the ancestors of all generations are placed. It is a nine-story pagoda with a large bronze tripod on it.

Beside the bronze tripod, there was a Taoist priest in a slovenly gray robe, walking back and forth.

Li Qingshuang landed. She didn't know how to address the old man, so she just said, "Uncle Master, the headmaster invites you to the Sword Pavilion for a chat!"

The Taoist priest, whose body was slovenly and whose robe looked as if it had not been washed for a long time, had a pale face. He immediately helped Li Qingshuang up and asked, "Did it work?"

"Yes, the master said that the birth of the fairy flower will attract evil spirits from the surrounding area to spy on it. Please go over!"