"Wedding?" Jun Moxie smiled bitterly. His own wedding did not seem to be such a simple matter, and it was not entirely his business.
The Evil Monarch's wedding was a grand event of the entire continent!
At this point, even if he wanted to keep a low profile, it was no longer possible.
"Mother, let's talk about this later. Actually, the matter that I'm going to settle this time is related to Xiao Miao's family." "There has been no news from the Misty Illusory Manor for so long. Perhaps something has really happened. I'm going out this time to take a look and see what's going on over there." Jun Mo Xie sighed.
Although Jun Mo Xie explained it verbally, he still felt that something was wrong. It was natural for Dongfang Wen Xin to be anxious about this matter, but to bring it up so abruptly today, it seemed a little too impatient. Now that everyone was living together, how could they run away? In the end, wasn't it just a ceremony?!
Even Grandpa Jun was not anxious about this at all, only urging him to hurry up. But for his mother, he had to be so anxious?
"Your mother is anxious to hold a grandson. Don't talk about me, your grandfather is also anxious!" Dongfang Wenxin said unhappily. "If you continue to delay like this, I really don't know when I will be able to hold a grandson. "Right now, all of those sisters of yours already have grandchildren, and some of them are already looking for wives. And yet, there's still no news of you. Let's not even talk about the distant ones. Just take your third uncle for example. How much effort did he and his wife put in …?"
"What has this got to do with Third Uncle! I can't do that. Even if you want to hold a grandson, you don't have to be so anxious, right? "Jun Moxie rolled his eyes and said." Besides, how can those sisters of yours compare to you? All of them were now old and their pearls had turned yellow. They were all old women. Which one of them looks like you right now, like a little girl? "
Jun Moxie smiled mischievously. "Mother, if the two of us go out together, it would be strange if people don't treat you as my little sister … If I say that we are mother and son, no one will believe me."
"So what? So what if he looked young? Mother's heart is already old! " Dongfang Wen Xin sighed, "A look of appreciation from your father is more important than anything else … Without your father, it would be meaningless for me to become the most beautiful woman in the world!"
"Women dress for those who love them. A woman's beauty will only bloom for one person in her life. A moment of brilliance is already eternal. " Dongfang Wenxin said lightly, "Without that person, even if she is a peerless beauty, she will only become a skeleton sooner or later. That's all there is to it!"
Jun Moxie sighed and remained silent.
All along, he had tried his best to avoid mentioning his father, Jun Wu Hui, in front of his mother, to avoid mentioning his mother's greatest sorrow. Unexpectedly, Dongfang Wenxin still couldn't help but think of it. No, it should be said that Dongfang Wenxin had never let it go. She just wanted to comfort herself and everyone else, so she deeply concealed it.
At the same time, Jun Moxie vaguely understood why Dongfang Wenxin was so depressed today. And why she was urging him to get married and have children. She must have no more worries in her heart. She just wanted to fulfill the last obsession in her heart and bring good news to her father in the netherworld …
Hold your hand and grow old together with you! If you go to the netherworld first, I will follow you!
Dongfang Wenxin felt that she had greatly disappointed Jun Wu Hui by being late for more than ten years. At this moment, the Jun Family was complete, and her son had grown up. Everything was done …
Jun Moxie suddenly understood. His wedding and the birth of a child must be the only unfulfilled wish of Dongfang Wen Xin. If this wish was fulfilled, then it would be the time for her to pass away without any worries or worries …
"Mother, the matter of resurrection that I mentioned to you that day … I wasn't just saying it casually. Previously, your child's cultivation was too weak, and I was unable to do anything. But now, there's already some progress." Jun Moxie gritted his teeth and finally said this.
As his cultivation deepened, Jun Mo Xie's understanding of cultivation also increased. He also knew that the word "resurrection" was easier said than done!
However, it was not the only way to dispel his mother's desire to die. No matter how difficult it was, Jun Moxie had to try his best. If he was willing to try, there would be a chance. If he didn't do it, the chance would always be zero. But if he did it, the chance would not be zero anymore!
If it was a person who had just died not long ago, he could use the supernatural soul summoning method in the Xuanmen Sorcery, and with the help of some heaven-defying magical medicine, he could really snatch his life back. He just had to pay the corresponding price!
However, no matter which world, the spirits were all managed by a unified authority.
The Dim Radiant Realm, or the ruler of the Underworld, would never allow the spirits of the dead to come back to this world easily!
Jun Moxie's current strength was undoubtedly strong, but he had not reached the profound level of being able to communicate with Yin and Yang! Naturally, he did not have the conditions to make the ruler of the Underworld bow down to him! With Jun Moxie's knowledge, perhaps only when he reached the level of the Nine Nether First Young Master could he bring the spirits out.
However, even if he could bring the spirits out, it would be meaningless. Because there was only the spirits without a body. It was equivalent to wanting to return to Yang but not having a body of Yang to carry the spirits. Resurrection was impossible!
Jun Wu Hui had been dead for more than ten years. Not to mention whether the spirits had reincarnated, even if the spirits were still around, his original physical body was long gone.
Even if he used the method of possession to artificially create the spirits as a carrier, it still required the spirits to have the basic ability to possess. This was difficult to rely on, and it was not something that could be possessed just because one wanted to.
An adult who was still alive, because he had his own body as a backing, could be said to be the most suitable carrier. In this way, no matter how strong the spirits were, as long as they were not cultivators and did not have the method of possession, they would definitely not be able to obtain it!
Even cultivators needed to have a certain level of strength before they could do it!
On this point, no matter how powerful Jun Moxie was, he would not be able to help. He was a classic example of being powerless even though he had the heart.
When he mentioned the matter of resurrection in the Dongfang Family, firstly, it was to comfort Dongfang Wenxin. Secondly, Jun Moxie had just come into contact with cultivation at that time and was full of confidence. In addition, in the many supernatural novels in his previous life, "resurrection" was described as easy as flipping one's hand. In Journey to the West, the Old Lord's Golden Elixir could bring a king who had been drowned for many years back to life. He did not even need the approval of the Underworld to be able to resurrect. There were too many similar descriptions, and the Art of Unlocking Heaven's Fortune that he had cultivated was the world's most miraculous technique, so he felt that he would definitely be able to do it in the future!
But now that he thought about it, he realized how rash he had been when he said those words.
Even if he really had the ability and the conditions, but Jun Wu Hui had already been dead for more than ten years. Who knew if his spirit was still around? Would it be dispersed by the wind? Or reincarnated?
But other than that, there was no better way. He could only drag it on like this, for as long as he could, and drag it on like this indefinitely. Even if it was to let his mother live in hope and fantasy, it was still better than being depressed.
A hopeless hope was still a hope.
If even this hope was gone, how could Dongfang Wenxin continue to live?
After listening to Jun Moxie's words, Dongfang Wenxin smiled bitterly and shook her head. "Mo Xie, I'm not a child anymore. I understand your painstaking efforts. I know that you're just trying to drag the time … You just hope that as time passes, I can dispel my desire to die and forget about everything. "
"But you don't know that a man like your father is someone that no one can forget, and no one can let go of!"
Jun Moxie was shocked. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Dongfang Wenxin, only to feel a chill in his heart.
"When you said that you could resurrect your father, I only half believed it. But now, I don't believe it at all. Your father has been dead for more than ten years, and even his bones are gone. How can he be resurrected? How can I do it?! " Dongfang Wenxin smiled and said, "Even when I said that I believed you could resurrect your father, it was more like I believed in your filial piety."
"In the future, don't mention this matter of resurrection anymore." Dongfang Wenxin smiled sadly. "Back then, how many iron-blooded men followed your father and stained the battlefield with their blood? Your second uncle and your two elder brothers … Don't tell me you can resurrect all of them? "
She looked lovingly at Jun Moxie in front of her, stretched out her hand and gently stroked her son's face. She said softly, "In this war between the two races, Tian Fa also suffered heavy losses. Those who died, no matter who it was, were all good men. There are people like me in the family, crying and grieving day and night. Could it be that you can resurrect everyone? "
"If you can't, if you only resurrect your father, even if you succeed! Do you think … with your father's character, he will be able to live? "There was a trace of pride in Dongfang Wenxin's eyes!
Even if he could be resurrected, Jun Wuhui would never accept the fact that he was the only one who could! There was no way that the proud and unyielding General in White would drag out an ignoble existence like this.
Jun Moxie took two steps back, sweating profusely!
Dongfang Wenxin's words hit Jun Moxie's weak spot!
How could he answer? He couldn't answer!
Hearing his mother's resolute words, Jun Moxie was stunned!
In fact, although Jun Dashao knew that this matter was difficult, he thought of his mother's situation. If his father could not be resurrected, his mother would not be able to do anything. Therefore, even though he knew it was impossible, he still wanted to try. With the Art of Unlocking Heaven's Fortune and the Hongjun Pagoda, he might not necessarily be in despair.
Especially after the incident of Zhan Kuang using the Nine Illusory Quicksand to form a body, Jun Mo Xie had an even more feasible idea in his mind. When he defeated Zhan Kuang in the future, he would see if he could get his hands on the Nine Illusory Quicksand. After thoroughly understanding how to use it, he could use it as a foundation to form a body for Jun Wu Hui that was exactly the same as before.
This method was undoubtedly difficult, but it was not completely impossible!
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