Chapter 142: The Resurrected Bu Jingyun

After demonstrating the Holy Spirit Sword Technique and Sword Twenty-Two to Long Er, Duan Fengyun sent Long Er to sleep.

While the group on Duan Fengyun's side slept peacefully, Tieshinan did not sleep a wink all night.

Thinking of the vengeance for his father's death right before his eyes, how could he possibly fall asleep?

Tossing and turning, Tieshinan waited until dawn, full of heavy thoughts.

At daybreak, just as the finally drowsy Tieshinan was preparing to sleep, he heard the sound of a door opening in the room across the hall.

Tieshinan instantly sobered up, his sleepiness gone.

He walked slowly to the door and, through the crack, carefully observed the movements of Duan Fengyun and the others.

It turned out that Long Er was hungry and had gotten up to go downstairs and ask the kitchen to send up some food.

Seeing it was just that brat Long Er, Tieshinan turned and returned to his room.

Half an hour later, Tieshinan, who had been resting with his eyes closed, heard the door open again and went to the door to look.

Duan Fengyun and the others had already packed their luggage and left the inn.

Seeing this, he immediately returned to his room to pack up the four spirit tablets and the incense burner, then followed in the footsteps of Duan Fengyun and the others.

Following the map, Duan Fengyun and the others hurried all the way toward Motuo Lanruo Temple.

Meanwhile, Tieshinan trailed slowly behind them.

Beast Heart Rage could only be used once, so he had to wait for the four of them to split up, then seize the chance to kill one of them.

And let Duan Fengyun and the others experience the feeling of losing their loved ones.

But as they walked, Duan Fengyun began to feel that something was wrong.

His sixth sense told him that they were being followed.

So he stopped. Just as the others were confused by Duan Fengyun stopping, Duan Fengyun kicked out behind him and said:

"Sneaking around, get out here!"

Seeing that he had been discovered, Tieshinan thought he could not show weakness in front of Duan Fengyun and the others, so he walked out.

Looking at this unfamiliar face, Duan Fengyun asked:

"Who are you, sir? Why are you sneaking around following us!

What is your intention?"

Looking at this group of people who killed his father, Tieshinan said fiercely:

"Duan Fengyun, Qin Shuang, Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, the vengeance for my father's death is irreconcilable, and you still have the nerve to ask me who I am!"

Duan Fengyun and the others were very confused, because too many people had died at their hands, and they had no idea of the other party's background.

However, the face of the man before them looked very familiar.

Qin Shuang asked:

"You keep saying we are the ones who killed your father.

May I ask who your father is?"

Seeing that these executioners actually had to ask who his father was, Tieshinan was furious.

He gritted his teeth and replied:

"My name is Tieshinan!

My father is Beiye Xiongshi of Shiwangbao!

You killed my father and my three uncles, Dongyue, Nanluan, and Xiling. Today I am here to avenge them."

After hearing Tieshinan's answer, Duan Fengyun finally remembered the familiar face.

Yes, this Tieshinan did indeed look somewhat like Beiye Xiongshi.

Before Duan Fengyun could speak, Bu Jingyun, the true killer of Tieshinan's father, stood up and said:

"Your father and the others brought it upon themselves.

They became lackeys of Di Shitian, and everyone has the right to punish them.

I killed your father and the others; if you have the guts, come and take your revenge on me!"

"Bu Jingyun!

So it was all you!

Return my father and uncles' lives."

After saying this, Tieshinan rushed toward Bu Jingyun; he had always thought that the four of them had killed his father.

Only today did he realize that it was all Bu Jingyun's doing.

He

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now had only one thought: to kill Bu Jingyun to console the spirits of his father and uncles in heaven.

But with Tieshinan's amateur skills, how could he possibly be a match for Bu Jingyun?

Bu Jingyun did not even use the Peerless Sword, and with a few fluid palms, he knocked Tieshinan to the ground.

"With your amateur skills, you still want revenge?

Go back and practice for another few decades first."

After knocking Tieshinan down, Bu Jingyun did not take his life.

He kindly advised Tieshinan to retreat in the face of difficulties, but his words turned into mockery in Tieshinan's ears.

Tieshinan's eyes turned red, and he swore he would kill Bu Jingyun.

In order to kill Bu Jingyun, he frantically circulated his Qi, intending to use Beast Heart Rage.

Overcome with rage, he had long forgotten the side effects of Beast Heart Rage; he now only wanted to kill Bu Jingyun.

He saw his hands bloom with golden light, aiming at Bu Jingyun.

Bu Jingyun sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly drew his Peerless Sword to prepare for defense.

Duan Fengyun, on the other hand, suddenly realized that Tieshinan shouldn't have been able to learn Beast Heart Rage yet.

Looking at this stance, he must have learned it.

Knowing that things were looking dire, he hurriedly drew his sword and warned Bu Jingyun:

"Yun, be careful.

This is the Beast Heart Rage of Shiwangbao; you must be careful."

Tieshinan's hands exploded outward from his arms with a bang, and his hands rushed toward Bu Jingyun with unstoppable momentum.

Even though Bu Jingyun had been on guard, he was still struck under the unstoppable, life-or-death onslaught of Beast Heart Rage.

Bu Jingyun took a heavy blow directly to his chest, and without even having time to leave any final words, he died on the spot.

"Yun!"

Duan Fengyun, Qin Shuang, and Nie Feng cried out in agonizing grief upon seeing this.

"Uncle Yun!"

Long Er hugged Bu Jingyun's corpse and began to wail; although Bu Jingyun appeared cold and icy on the surface, he would satisfy any request Long Er made.

Therefore, Long Er was also full of affection for Bu Jingyun, and seeing Bu Jingyun die, Long Er could not control himself and began to cry loudly.

The three of them picked up Bu Jingyun, who was lying on the ground; Duan Fengyun felt Bu Jingyun's Meridian and discovered that Bu Jingyun's Meridian were all severed, and his internal organs were all damaged.

Bu Jingyun, with his Meridian severed, had already breathed his last.

Tieshinan endured the pain in his arms, looked at the dead Bu Jingyun, and laughed wildly:

"Hahahaha, Father, Uncle, I have finally avenged you!

Bu Jingyun, this is the end you deserve!"

The grief-stricken Duan Fengyun heard Tieshinan's words, raised his finger, and struck out with several consecutive Duanmai Sword Qi attacks.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Duanmai Sword Qi punched several holes directly into Tieshinan's chest, and Tieshinan closed his eyes amidst a burst of laughter.

"Yun!"

Duan Fengyun could not believe that Bu Jingyun would actually die here; had his appearance truly changed everyone's Destiny?

Panicked and distraught, he kept recalling how Nie Feng was resurrected after being hit by Tieshinan's Beast Heart Rage in the original story.

But when Nie Feng was hit back then, it was Shenmu Luoxian who intervened to save him.

In this timeline, they didn't know Shenmu Luoxian at all, so it was impossible for her to save Bu Jingyun.

Duan Fengyun wept while holding Bu Jingyun's corpse; could it be that Bu Jingyun was truly destined to die here?

Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out in the ears of the four.

"You four need not worry; with this old man here, Bu Jingyun cannot die!"

An elderly man dressed in gorgeous, kind, and benevolent clothing appeared before the three.

The old man raised his hand and used suction to draw Bu Jingyun's corpse over, then suspended the corpse in mid-air.

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The old man poured his energy into Bu Jingyun's corpse, his fingers constantly tapping on Bu Jingyun's acupoints, his mouth muttering words.

Duan Fengyun and the others looked at this mysterious old man, seeing that he appeared to be very powerful.

They thought they might as well treat a dead horse as if it were alive and let this old man try; what if it worked?

Then, after a flash of golden light, Duan Fengyun and the others saw that Bu Jingyun, who had long since lost his life, actually began to move his fingers slowly.

They shouted in excitement.

Long Er shouted directly:

"Uncle Yun has been resurrected, Uncle Yun isn't dead!"

The mysterious old man withdrew his True Qi, and at the same time, Bu Jingyun opened his eyes.

"Yun, you've come back to life!"

Duan Fengyun and the others asked with concern.

"Shuang, Nie Feng, Duan, what just happened?

I felt as if my entire being had just been severed.

Why do you all look like you've been crying?"

Qin Shuang replied:

"Just now, that strike from Tieshinan severed all your Meridian; you had already breathed your last.

It was this senior who appeared and saved you!"

Qin Shuang pointed at the mysterious old man and said.

"Many thanks to you, Senior, for saving my life!

May I ask for your honorable name!"

Bu Jingyun said gratefully to the mysterious old man.

The mysterious old man laughed:

"A mere trifle, not worth mentioning.

A name is just a code; meeting is fate!

We shall meet again if fate allows!"

After speaking, the mysterious old man flew away.

The mysterious old man came mysteriously and left mysteriously.

Duan Fengyun was now constantly guessing the old man's identity, but for the moment, he still couldn't figure it out.

Long Er stepped forward, hugged Bu Jingyun, and said:

"Uncle Yun, you just scared us to death with sadness."

"Just now, Dad, Uncle Shuang, and Uncle Feng all cried."

"Especially Dad, he cried so sadly."

"Oh, is that so? Your dad cried so sadly, huh?"

Bu Jingyun asked in surprise.

Although Duan Fengyun's nickname was the Playboy Evil God, he made people feel even more cold-blooded than Bu Jingyun, the Uncrying Death God.

For so many years, none of them had ever seen Duan Fengyun cry.

Bu Jingyun had not expected that his own death would make Duan Fengyun lose his composure to such an extent, crying so sadly.

"Don't listen to Long Er's nonsense, how could I possibly cry!"

Duan Fengyun said with a cheeky grin.

Bu Jingyun looked at his three fellow disciples with their red eyes and stepped forward to pull all three of them into a tight embrace.

Bu Jingyun did not know how to say sentimental words; the affection of so many years between fellow disciples was all contained in this deep embrace.

Long Er, standing to the side, watched the four of them hugging deeply and pretended to be unhappy, saying:

"What about me? Don't forget me!"

"Haha, Dad won't forget you."

Duan Fengyun looked at little Long Er and scooped him up into his arms.

Bu Jingyun stroked Long Er and said:

"Long Er, I heard from your dad that he has started teaching you martial arts and swordsmanship, right?"

"If there is anything you don't understand, feel free to come find Uncle Yun."

"Whatever your dad won't explain to you, Uncle Yun will explain it to you."

Upon hearing this, Long Er struggled out of Duan Fengyun's arms, then rushed toward Bu Jingyun and said:

"Thank you, Uncle Yun, Uncle Yun is the best!"

Watching this little ungrateful brat, Duan Fengyun was speechless.

After this brief interlude, the group continued on their journey.

(End of this chapter)

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