Chapter 477: Reincarnation, Forbidden Body!
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âLin Feng has a forbidden body, thatâs why he can come back to life, even if the chances are really low. Anyone else would have thoroughly died and wouldnât have stood a single chance to reincarnate,â the Vermilion Bird said to Qing Feng.
They were standing in front of the ocean of fire, Huo Wu calmly at the side. She hugged Lin Fengâs soul, having the impression Lin Fengâs soul could be blown away like a feather at any time.
âTeacher, what should I do?â asked Qing Feng firmly. Since she was going to sacrifice herself, she was ready to do all she could. Even though she was sad, she was happy to help the man she loved return to life. It was all she wanted at that moment.
âAre you really sure?â the Vermilion Bird asked Qing Feng. She was a bit sad. The reason why she had had compassion for Qing Feng when she had escaped from the Gods Government was that Qing Feng was like her, from a beast clan. Qing Feng was a noble beast like her, a phoenix!
Now her silly disciple wanted to sacrifice herself because of a man. She didnât even seem sad, thinking that she could help bring Lin Feng back to life made her happyâŠ
The Vermilion Bird had no choice but to accept her decision, so she explained everything,
âSince Lin Feng has a forbidden body, weâll have him reincarnate through the phoenix Nirvana using his forbidden body. I saw that he had the godly emperor seed of the Great Huang Dynasty in him; itâs the most precious thing of the Princess of the Great Huang Dynasty. It will improve his chances even more.
âLater, I will put Lin Fengâs primordial spirit in the fire ocean. There are three sorts of fire inside: Vermilion Bird fire, Phoenix fire, and the fire of the earth and the sky. Itâs an extremely powerful flame!â
âThe process is difficult, so weâll see if Lin Fengâs primordial spirit can survive. If his primordial spirit doesnât break apart for forty-nine days, then we wonât need you to sacrifice herself!â said the Vermilion Bird. She didnât look worried anymore.
Qing Feng nodded and looked at the fire ocean. The temperature was scorching hot. Even stones burned inside it.
The Vermilion Bird turned around and looked at Huo Wu, who was holding Lin Fengâs primordial spirit. She took the ice pearl out of Lin Fengâs mouth; his primordial spirit looked ready to dissipate at any time.
âTeacher, donâtâŠâ said Huo Wu, hugging Lin Feng and biting her lips as she paled.
The Vermilion Bird sighed but still grabbed Lin Fengâs primordial spirit. Huo Wu burst into tears again. She held Lin Fengâs primordial spirit firmly and jumped into the fire ocean with him. Snapping sounds arose, like wood burning in a fireplace.
Qing Feng stared after Lin Feng. Quickly, smoke appeared around her, her clothes were burning. She didnât mind though. Huo Wu came back out, completely red. She was extremely worried about Lin Feng. Huo Wu also noticed that Qing Feng was completely red, nearly burning as well.
âTeacher, can you help me one last time?â asked Qing Feng.
The Vermilion Bird nodded. As a teacher, she was willing to help her disciple.
âTell me, Iâll do my best to help.â
âWhen the battlefield opens, can you capture the people who hurt Lin Feng. I want all those Godly Emperors to be DEAD!!â said Qing Feng clenching her fists and grinding her teeth. An ice-cold Qi rolled in waves all around her in her fury.
The Vermilion Bird remained silent for a few minutes and slowly nodded. Back then, the Celestial Emperors Dynasty had destroyed the Great Huang Dynasty and had nearly killed the four Dhammapalas. How could the Vermilion Bird forget that? Now, she had the opportunity to destroy twenty Godly Emperors from the Celestial Emperors Dynasty; how could she refuse?
But she needed help. The Black Tortoise was in the outside world already; the Azure Dragon was a loner, he wouldnât be willing to help a greenhorn or a Princess of the Great Huang Dynasty. The kindest Dhammapalas back in the days were the Black Tortoise and the White Tiger.
The White Tiger was the second Dhammapala, but the reason he was still alive was because of the former great emperor of the Great Huang Dynasty, Huang NĂŒâs grandfather. Without the old man, the White Tiger would have been killed.
Therefore, the White Tiger felt infinitely grateful to the Great Huang Dynasty. He was also proud, even prouder than the Azure Dragon. The White Tiger also had great admiration for her, so if she asked for help, heâd accept.
Thinking about that, the Vermilion Bird left the fire ocean and rushed back to the Fire Palace. She saw Yan Di there, who had been waiting for ten minutes.
âI need to go to the Forest Ocean where the White Tiger godly beast is. We will join hands to avenge Lin Feng and kill the twenty Godly Emperors. What do you think?â the Vermilion Bird said icily.
Yan Di was overjoyed. If Lin Feng had been there, he would have refused, he would have insisted on doing it himself.
Yan Di bowed hand over fist respectfully. âThank you, Master. But keep the Godly Emperors for Lin Feng, he will kill them himself.â
âBut Lin Feng will not necessary recover,â the Vermilion Bird sniffed.
Yan Di ignored that and said, âI trust him, he will come back to life.â
âOh? Why do you say that?â said the Vermilion Bird, when she heard Yan Di sounded so confident.
Yan Di raised his head and looked at the Vermilion Bird fearlessly, He declared slowly, âBecause heâs my sworn brother. Heâs Lin Feng!â
Yan Di sounded proud and confident. The Bird didnât understand much about Lin Fengâs past. She just knew that Tian Di the Celestial Emperor wanted him dead. She didnât like arrogant young people, but what Yan Di said wasnât groundless.
âSo, what should I do?â asked the Vermilion Bird.
Yan Di said, âIn case Lin Feng does recover, how long does he need?â
âForty-nine days, and then one month for his memories to come back. Then heâll need another month to rest and recover in general, thatâs four months,â said the Vermilion Bird honestly.
Yan Di frowned. If Lin Feng really needed that much time to completely recover, heâd be able to go straight to the Three Party Competition and wouldnât need to worry about getting killed in between.
âMaster, can you bring me to the real world so that I can talk to my grandfather?â asked Yan Di. He looked grave and stern.
âIs it important?â asked the Vermilion Bird.
Yan Di nodding gravely, âYes, the fate of the Celestial Evolution Holy Dynasty depends on it.â
âAlright, you can go.â
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