Magic Punk

"Please respect life."

Following these words, Xuanyi felt his soul rushing towards the black stones at that moment, like a small boat attracted by the endless whirlpool.

He struggled desperately, but in vain. Subconsciously, Xuan Yi called out Xuan Er's name.

Xuan Er is a master in the soul field and someone that Xuan Yi can truly trust. Therefore, without any doubts, Xuan Yi immediately considered asking Xuan Er for help.

The spirit body of the young man in black dress still had the same appearance as himself. He appeared around him with a faint smile on his face. This was the first time after a long time that Xuanji showed his complete self. He held Xuanyi's hand and said, "Don't be afraid. There is only a moment of discomfort, just like a needle stick."

Xuan Yi instantly felt as if his head had been pricked by a needle, and severe pain came from him. Before the boy could react, he suddenly found himself sitting in a garden.

A garden of bones.

There are willow trees spliced ​​with white bones hanging down branches as clear as jade, willow leaves as curved as snow-white as a girl's eyelashes, fine periosteum pieced together to form a lawn, a meandering stream with a sweet sound, and delicate and smooth bone meal flowing in the river bed.

This is obviously a land of bones filled with the aura of death, but it feels full of life.

The moment he saw it, Xuan Yi couldn't help but believe that this was the legendary Bone Garden.

Under the huge willow tree in the Bone Garden, a young man was sitting cross-legged on the ground using bones to build blocks.

He was wearing a pure white shirt and his golden hair was shiny. At that moment, Xuan Yi always felt that he had seen the other person somewhere, but he could not remember it.

But the young man raised his head, his pale golden eyes curved into soft crescent moons: "Long time no see."

I've never met you before.

Xuanyi said in his heart, but his body moved forward uncontrollably, then sat cross-legged in front of the other party, picked up the bone fragments on the ground very skillfully, and placed it on the building blocks that were already piled high. .

The blocks don't move at all.

The blond boy smiled and clapped his hands: "As expected of Mo Xiaojing."

Xuanyi heard herself say flatly: "Thank you for the compliment."

He understood instantly, then raised his consciousness upwards and saw that he looked like a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, also barefoot, wearing a white shirt and cropped pants, sitting in front of the blond boy.

And——Xuan Yi realized the true identity of this blond boy.

He is the legendary [Priest of Death] Shi Feng, the true master of the Palace of Bones.

But why does he appear here?

"I didn't expect to meet you here?" The blond Shi Feng said quietly. The boy in front of him was gentle and delicate, making people never think that he was the necromancer who once made the world tremble. And Xuanyi knew better, if If he hadn't been stopped by Ge Sheng later, this young man would have created a place of death that stretched thousands of miles just to resurrect his former sister.

"But I knew you must be here, but I didn't expect to meet you like this." Xuanji said with a smile, and then continued to pile bones on the already crumbling bone block.

"You must not know anything about what happened after that."

Shi Feng nodded silently: "Yes, I didn't expect that I would release the devil with my own hands like my sister."

Xuan Er looked at him: "But before that, you have informed Ge Sheng, right?"

"But I'm afraid that guy won't do it." Shi Feng said softly: "After all, I am his last friend. It feels very uncomfortable to kill a friend. We all know it, but we have to kill someone who once was friend."

"Fortunately." Xuan Er smiled: "Ge Sheng killed Shi Feng and sealed the Palace of Bones with Ye Qiao. Seven hundred years later, the Palace of Bones was broken into again."

Shi Feng nodded, and then stretched out a small finger towards Xuan Er.

Xuanji also stretched out his fingers, and the tips of the two young boys' fingers touched.

They separated only for a moment, and then Shi Feng smiled: "That's it."

"That palace spirit was actually taken away by Ning Xiner. It's really a wonderful blessing."

"Ning Xiner's essence is very high." Xuan Er said calmly: "Only he can purify her without being affected by the palace spirit. Besides, Jie Ying is also by Ning Xiner's side."

Shi Feng showed a happy smile: "That's really wonderful."

Xuan Er nodded: "That's really amazing."

The two people exchanged what happened in the past thousand years in an instant, and after that, Shi Feng turned his attention to Xuan Er's body again: "Is there anything else you want to know?"

Xuan Yi, who was a little confused while listening to the conversation between the two thousand-year-old men, suddenly discovered that the other person was referring to herself.

Even if he said that he had seen the world, he subconsciously wanted to deny Sanlian: "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

But when he spoke, Xuan Yi directly asked what he wanted to know most.

Because the person in front of him may be the only one who can answer him.

"I want to know if there is a perfect resurrection technique in this world."

Shi Feng couldn't help but laugh, his laughter was like a spring breeze, and then he stopped laughing: "You have already seen the perfect resurrection technique."

Xuanyi shook his head: "That's not a perfect resurrection technique. To me, it's actually not perfect."

"Yes, I don't even want to use that technique, but with my ability at the time, there is no chance to further improve it." Shi Feng said quietly.

"What about now?" Xuanyi said: "Although I am not proficient in necromancy, my attainments in potions can at least be ranked among the top ten in the world."

After all, there are not as many as ten pharmacy masters in this world.

"According to your resurrection ceremony, as long as there is a complete soul, a suitable and well-fitted body, a sufficiently sophisticated transfer ritual, and a powerful source of power."

Xuanyi looked at the handsome young man in front of him: "I have seen the ice lake."

“Why not Ice Lake?”

This is a question Xuanyi thinks about sometimes, because he has seen that incredible ice lake.

A miraculous place that can save even the dying self. If it can revive the dead, it is not impossible.

"Of course not the ice lake." Shi Feng looked at Xuanyi quietly: "I have also been interested in the ice lake, but the ice lake seals the remains of perhaps the most terrifying monster since the birth of this world. If the so-called resurrection ceremony interferes with To Him, then will be the end of this world.”

"In comparison, it is more merciful to kill tens of millions of humans to collect enough life aura."

There was no emotion on the young man's expression. At this moment, Xuan Yi realized that the other party was the real [Priest of Death].