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Chapter 270: After resurrecting Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi’s hands shook.

As the crystal clear beads integrated into the body of Xiao Hong Qigong on the ground, the body of Xiao Hong Qigong, who was originally motionless, began to twitch continuously.

Zhang Junbao is not surprised by this. Resurrecting the messenger is an act that defies heaven. It can't be that simple.

Although this corpse is a clone of Hong Qigong himself and is far more in tune with Hong Qigong's soul than other people's bodies, it still has a rejection reaction.

Zhang Junbao stretched out his hand and pointed, and a stream of black and white yin and yang energy surged out of his hand and kept swimming along Hong Qigong's body.

With the help of the two qi of yin and yang, Zhang Junbao helped Hong Qigong's soul perform the Nine Turns of Resurrection.

With Zhang Junbao's manipulation, the twitching of Xiao Hongqigong's body became visible to the naked eye and gradually became calmer.

After a while, Hong Qigong, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes.

He sat up and looked around, muttering to himself: "Old beggar, where am I? Am I dead? Why can I still feel the cold!"

His memory still lingered on the moment when he and Ouyang Feng died embracing each other.

Zhang Junbao did not show off and told Hong Qigong about his relationship with Guo Jing and Guo Xiang.

Zhang Junbao couldn't help but smile when he saw Hong Qigong doubting his life: "Mr. Hong, are you satisfied with your new body?"

But the problem is that although Hong Qigong's soul is tougher than ordinary people, it is still in the category of mortals, so after death, his soul has completely fallen into sleep. If it were not for the protection of incense and telepathy, , at this time, Hong Qigong was already out of his mind.

Martial arts masters like them have already achieved close to 100% control over their own bodies, and can immediately detect any abnormalities.

In fact, if you are a cultivator, you can still retain the memories after death even if you die and become a soul.

Hong Qigong said that he would kneel down and salute Zhang Junbao.

It can bring people back to life. What level of magical power is this? In Hong Qigong's heart, even the legendary immortal is nothing more than this!

This shocked Hong Qigong. You must know that his palms were originally covered with calluses, and his skin had become like the bark of dead trees due to age. How could it be so delicate and white.

"Mr. Hong, why are you doing this? There is a deep connection between you and me. I can't bear your gift."

While talking, Hong Qigong felt something was wrong with his body.

So Zhang Junbao flicked his sleeves, and an invisible force held Hong Qigong in place. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't kneel down.

"My body seems to be getting younger."

After all, Hong Qigong was the leader of the Beggar Clan during his lifetime, and he had an exquisite heart. As soon as he thought about it, he knew that his resurrection was mostly related to the man in front of him.

But how could Zhang Junbao make him really kneel down? Hong Qigong was Guo Xiang's master, and Zhang Junbao still wanted to marry Guo Xiang. Wouldn't this kneeling mess up the seniority?

This reminded Hong Qigong of the story of Tieguai Li among the Eight Immortals: "Is it possible that I, the old beggar, have borrowed his corpse and resurrected like Immortal Tieguai Li?"

Zhang Junbao's words made Hong Qigong stunned. He didn't remember knowing such a person who was like an immortal.

Hong Qigong turned to look at Zhang Junbao, and saw that the young man in front of him was wearing a white Taoist robe, with a red sword at his waist. He had a handsome face and an extraordinary temperament. He was just like an immortal descended from the sky. One can't help but be fascinated by it.

This is obviously not his body.

"I don't know which senior immortal is in front of me. The senior has great supernatural powers and can actually bring Hong Qi back to life. Hong Qi is extremely grateful."

Hong Qigong raised his hand and looked at it. He saw that his old and weathered palms had now become thin and tender. His forearms were also white and tender, and the flesh was so plump that it looked as if it had just been picked out of the water. white tender lotus root.

Zhang Junbao's voice startled Hong Qigong. He had been immersed in the surprise of coming back from the dead, and he didn't even notice that there was someone standing next to him.

Knowing that there was still such a relationship, Hong Qigong felt relieved instantly.

In fact, he has always been very vigilant. After all, Hong Qigong has been traveling in the world for many years and is used to conspiracies. Resurrection from the dead is definitely a good thing for him, but he is also afraid that there is a shocking conspiracy behind it.

After all, for a person like this who has the means to resurrect from the dead, if there is any plot, there is absolutely no possibility that he can resist with Hong Qigong's methods.

But even after knowing the relationship between Zhang Junbao and Guo Xiang, Hong Qigong was still a little wary.

He learned all these relationships from Zhang Junbao, and he couldn't tell whether they were true or false.

Of course, he was wary in his heart, but Hong Qigong didn't show any signs of it on the surface, and he still looked respectful.

After his mind calmed down a bit, Hong Qigong was able to carefully observe his new body.

Although there was no mirror, Hong Qigong quickly judged from the bones of his arms that his body was only about seven or eight years old.

This made Hong Qigong couldn't help but guess where his body came from.

It was the child who unfortunately died in the disaster who was used by Zhang Junbao as a resurrection prop.

Or did the person in front of him who looked like an immortal go out of his way to kill him in order to resurrect him?

Zhang Junbao also knew the doubts in Hong Qigong's heart. He stretched out his hand and an ice mirror rose up from the snow and stood in front of Hong Qigong.

This surface of ice was crystal clear, and through the ice mirror Hong Qigong saw what his current body looked like.

The moment he saw it, Hong Qigong was stunned. Why did the face of this body look so familiar?

Of course Hong Qigong knew his own appearance. Although his childhood appearance was already in his memory decades ago, there was no way he could not recognize it.

"Immortal, is this what I looked like when I was a child? How is this possible? Immortal, you not only brought me back to life, but you also made me a child again!"

At this moment, all the doubts that Hong Qigong had about Zhang Junbao disappeared, leaving only deep gratitude and respect. Such magical powers were definitely not something that ordinary people could achieve.

A martial arts hero like him does take life and death very lightly, but who doesn't want to live well if he lives forever?

Zhang Junbao did not respond to Hong Qigong. He had seen too much such admiration these days and was already immune to it.

He waved his hand, and dozens of thoughts gathered in the air, turning into a crystal clear ship of thoughts.

If he had only his own thoughts, he would be able to return to Xiangyang City by traveling directly through the void, but now he still has to take Hong Qigong with him, so he can only use the thought ship to carry it with him.

The big boat took Hong Qigong to the bed in one roll, and carried them both through the air, heading towards Xiangyang City.

"Let's go, I'll take you to Xiangyang, meet your old friends, and tell you about the changes in the world over the years." Soon the two figures came to Xiangyang City, with Zhang Junbao's thoughts flying This distance only took less than an hour.

Hong Qigong, who was flying for the first time, was so excited that his eyes lit up in the sky, looking curiously at all the things on the ground.

This experience of seeing everything from a bird's eye view was extremely novel to him.

“It’s wonderful, it’s wonderful!

I am an old beggar and I am able to see such a wonderful sight in my new life.

Alas, I did not meet Master Zhang Xian in my previous life, so my life was really in vain! "

While the thought ship was flying, Zhang Junbao had already roughly told Hong Qigong what had happened over the years.

After knowing what Zhang Junbao had done during this period, Hong Qigong regarded Zhang Junbao as a heavenly being.

Although he also knew that Zhang Junbao was his junior in terms of seniority.

Regardless of age or relationship with Guo Jing, he can be regarded as Zhang Junbao's elder.

However, Hong Qigong's open-minded nature naturally understands the principle of learning without prioritization, and Zhang Junbao's achievements are definitely worthy of his title of immortal master.

Just when the two of them arrived at Xiangyang City, everyone in the Osmanthus Tower was about to leave.

Huang Yaoshi stood up first and planned to leave: "Hahaha! Today is really fun, fun!"

Huang Yaoshi's harvest today was really great. He got a lot of inspiration while brainstorming with everyone, and he couldn't wait to go back to retreat to use these inspirations on his magical power of snapping fingers, and deduced the magical power of snapping fingers into Jindan martial arts.

"Old naughty boy, Yang Guo, with a light, let's get together when we have time later and say goodbye!"

As he spoke, Huang Yaoshi stood up and turned around to use Qinggong to leave.

At this moment, a childish voice sounded in Huang Yaoshi's ears: "Huang Laoxie, are you so unwilling to see me as a beggar? You have to leave just after I arrived?"

Hearing this voice, Huang Yaoshi was a little confused. Where did this child dare to speak to him in such a tone?

But Huang Yaoshi somehow felt that the child's voice sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Old beggar? Could it be the old man Hong Qigong? But didn't that old man die together with Ouyang Feng?

Two years ago, he went to Huashan to pay homage to two old rivals, Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong, and saw with his own eyes the tombstones Yang Guo erected for them.

Huang Yaoshi frowned and looked at the source of the sound, only to see a fair little boy standing there with a very childish face. And I don’t know if it’s because of poor nutrition, but this little boy’s face looks a little baby fat, and his cheeks are bulging like buns, which is very cute.

This was Zhang Junbao's fault. When he was restoring the vitality of Hong Qigong's body, he was cautious and added a few more drops of Qianyuan Rejuvenating Dew, and the energy of these Qianyuan Rejuvenating Dew accumulated on Hong Qigong's spine. , and later Zhang Junbao used this segment of the spine as the original material to clone Hong Qigong.

This also caused Hong Qigong's clone to be a little too nutritious and much rounder than other clones with a balanced figure.

Looking at the little boy's appearance, Huang Yaoshi felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He had fought with Hong Qigong for so many years, so he was naturally very familiar with the appearance of the old beggar.

Although the little Hong Qigong in front of him has not grown up yet, his facial features are 70% similar to the grown-up Hong Qigong.

Xiaohong Qigong stood upright, his hands hanging down naturally, and holding a worn-out bamboo stick picked up from somewhere. Just standing there, he looked a bit old-fashioned and respected.

No matter how you look at it, it's impossible to look like a seven or eight-year-old child.

Except for Huang Yaoshi, everyone else present looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Especially Yang Guo and Guo Jing, they were surprised and a little bit astonished.

Guo Jing even used Qinggong to transform into a swimming dragon, rushed in front of Little Hong Qigong, and stared at Little Hong Qigong's face.

The relationship between him and Hong Qigong is extremely close, they have been together for a long time, and he is extremely familiar with Hong Qigong.

Apart from his appearance, the posture and temperament of the person in front of him were exactly the same as Hong Qigong's before he was alive. This degree of similarity could never be staged.

After Guo Jing confirmed Hong Qigong's identity, he seemed very excited, and his eyes even turned a little red: "Master, master, I miss you so much."

Hong Qigong also had a complicated expression on his face: "I haven't seen my master for so long, why do you still look like you're about to cry? Be happy, be happy!"

He stretched out his hand to touch Guo Jing's head, but due to his height, he couldn't reach it even if he stood on tiptoes.

But Guo Jing noticed his master's thoughts and immediately knelt down so that Hong Qigong could smoothly touch his head.

Yang Guo on the side was also very excited. He turned to look at Zhang Junbao: "Junbao, Mr. Hong's resurrection from the dead is your work, right?"

Yang Guo was very thoughtful, so when everyone was still confused, he immediately guessed what happened when Hong Qigong came back from the dead.

Apart from Zhang Junbao, there is absolutely no other person in the world who can do this.

Zhang Junbao saw that Yang Guo had reacted, so he nodded: "Yes, you were just discussing how great it would be if Mr. Hong and the others were not dead and could attend today's party together.

Then a lot of inspiration came to my mind. I was distracted and went to Huashan to do some experiments. I didn't expect that I really resurrected Mr. Hong. "

As soon as Zhang Junbao said these words, everyone present was shocked.

Master Yideng originally held a glass of water in his hand, but he dropped it and fell to the ground. Huang Yaoshi beside him was so excited that his hands were shaking.

Huang Yaoshi asked crazily: "Resurrection from the dead, the method of resurrection, Junbao, you actually developed such a method, how did you do it, how did you do it!!!"

After Zhang Junbao admitted that he had the means to resurrect, Hong Qigong, who was originally the center of attention, was instantly forgotten by everyone.

Just kidding, this is the method of resurrection. Everyone here has been in the world for so many years, and there are not many unforgettable pasts in their hearts. If there is a method of resurrection, wouldn't it be possible to make up for them all?

Zhang Junbao did not sell out. These people here should be his closest people in Yitian World besides Master Jueyuan, and he has nothing to hide from them.

He told everyone present the principles of the resurrection method and the limitations of the resurrection method in detail.

(End of this chapter)