C12 Rebirth

After the original body was completely destroyed by the Daoist priest, the tree demon was reduced to a pile of dead wood on the ground.

Zhang Wu Ming walked up to the dead man and bowed to him a few times.

"We shouldn't be bowing to this avatar right? We've already been ghost servants for so long, how can we not be embarrassed?" Xie Bian retorted to Zhang Wu Ming.

Hearing Xie Bian's words, Zhang Wu Ming couldn't help but roll his eyes. Originally, the scene looked rather sad, but Xie Bian instantly caused him to lose all feeling.

Xie Bian merely walked forward slowly and pinched off a small part of the dead tree.

He first ground his hand on the dead piece of tree bark, then sniffed it in front of his nose.

"What a pity. A thousand years of cultivation, because this has indeed turned into ashes." Xie Bian said in an appraising tone, then threw the piece of tree bark onto the ground.

Hearing Xie Bian say that, Zhang Wu Ming remembered something that he almost forgot, "Oh right, Old Xie, where should we go with this tree demon? Are they also going to enter the Underworld's gate like Dong Tao and the rest? "

However, Xie Bian shook his head. "Not necessarily. Although the tree demon didn't do anything wrong, she killed quite a few people. Originally, the thousand year cultivation experience could have given her a good birth in her next life, but now, it's all because of the lightning."

"Then what?" Zhang Wu Ming couldn't get the answer he wanted from Xie Bian, so he added another sentence.

"Her soul has already drifted away to who knows where. If she was lucky enough to be recalled by the Messenger, she could still reincarnate. If she doesn't have that kind of luck, then she can continue to be a ghost." Xie Bian said calmly.

"You can do this? Let's go back and save her! " The sense of justice and compassion combined to drive Zhang Wu Ming to have this intention.

Xie Bian glanced at Zhang Wu Ming, snickering in his heart about Zhang Wu Ming's naivety.

"I need to go back, but her soul has already drifted away. It won't be so easy to find her." Xie Bian slowly said.

Zhang Wu Ming's emotions were stirred up by these words, "We can't just let them go, right? What if they get eroded by some evil energy and turn into ghosts?"

"It's impossible. A spirit body like that is weak and incompetent, and cannot be detected by anyone. Even if it is detected, it is not worth using. The powerful strength cannot be merged with it, so leave this matter to the fated ones. We don't need to pay too much attention." Xie Bian remained his usual self as he said calmly.

Then, Xie Bian took out a few runes and stuck them on the pile of dead wood. "If you're really worried about being used, then you might as well be worried about this pile of dead wood. You can take care of it. Come, form the formation with me."

Zhang Wu Ming could only follow Xie Bian's orders and walk to the other side of the tree, both of them holding white runes, and then used his right index and middle finger to tap on the runes.

"Hua Jin, rise!" Zhang Wu Ming recited some incantations, but Xie Bian did not say a single word. Zhang Wu Ming only needed to recite the incantations because he was not familiar with the spells.

The runes on the dead tree began to burn with a ghostly blue flame. The flames began to spread to every part of the dead tree, and in a short while, the dead tree was completely engulfed by the ghostly fire.

In less than thirty seconds, the originally withered tree turned into nothingness. The ghost fire did not leave even a little bit of ashes behind, and of course it did not burn away the grass on the ground.

Afterwards, Xie Bian walked over to the broken Demonic Face Statue. Every time he saw that Taoist previously, he would kneel down in front of the statue and sincerely kowtow to it.

Zhang Wu Ming also walked forward, "Old Xie, is there a problem with this statue?"

"No, the problem is that Taoist." Xie Bian turned around and said.

Afterwards, Xie Bian directly walked out, while Zhang Wu Ming naturally followed behind him.

"Where are we going next?" Back to the Netherworld House? I want to take a look at that Redbud Tree. " Zhang Wu Ming asked anxiously.

Initially, Zhang Wu Ming did not have any good impressions of this place. After being almost forcefully sucked into the Underworld's gate to be reincarnated, Zhang Wu Ming did not want to return to that hateful place anymore.

Xie Bian slowly turned around. "You're not paying attention to what I say?" Go back and find the Treant's true form. "

After hearing Xie Bian's words, Zhang Wu Ming heaved a sigh of relief. Most likely, to Zhang Wu Ming, being able to stay in the mortal world for a while longer was a good thing.

The two of them returned to the courtyard. It could be seen that this place had just been struck by lightning. The moment they entered the courtyard, a burnt stench assaulted their nostrils.

Almost all of the plants in the yard had been burned away, leaving only the burnt trunk of the redbud tree in the corner. However, in their eyes, it was no different from a human corpse.

The wall next to the Redbud Tree looked like it had been blackened by fire, and the cement and bricks had started to crack and loosen. Just now, Zhang Wu Ming and Xie Bian didn't seem to be here, as if they were living in purgatory.

"Did that Taoist do all this? The power of this heavenly lightning is that strong? " Zhang Wu Ming asked in confusion.

If a mortal wants to become an Immortal, it is essential for them to use lightning to eliminate demons. However, that cultivator went astray, sacrificing so many lives in order to obtain a Greater Demon. If such a person were to become an Immortal, it would be the sorrow of the entire world. Xie Bian slowly said.

However, Zhang Wu Ming could not calm down at all. He had followed Xie Bian to capture ghosts for a long time, but had never encountered such an incident. He had to admit that Zhang Wu Ming felt pity for the pitiful Redbud Tree.

Zhang Wu Ming walked to the front of the Amethyst Tree. After being struck so hard by the heavenly thunder, the rest of the branches had already withered and died.

However, Zhang Wu Ming still politely peeled off the surface of the tree. Xie Bian merely stood to the side and looked at Zhang Wu Ming. He didn't say anything, nor did he stop Zhang Wu Ming's actions.

Although he knew that the tree had died forever, he still treated it like a living being.

After ripping off all the completely black bark, the Redbud Tree looked like it had at least gained some semblance of a tree.

Then, Zhang Wu Ming went into the house and picked up a small bucket. After switching on the tap, the water in the bucket was quickly filled up, and Zhang Wu Ming brought the bucket over to the Amethyst Tree.

Xie Bian still had not moved. He still stood at his original spot without saying a word. Perhaps he had already guessed what Zhang Wu Ming wanted to do earlier.

The water inside the bucket slowly turned into a tiny stream and watered the Redbud Tree. The water quickly wetted the Redbud Tree, along with the soil on the ground.

Zhang Wu Ming was very careful as he carefully controlled the size of the water flow. In the end, he poured all of the water into the water, just like how a devout believer would when facing their own faith.

"Right, those who were killed by the tree demon would all become accidental deaths." Xie Bian suddenly said.

However, Zhang Wu Ming did not display any special emotions, "No matter what, he died in the end, so what's the difference in how he died?"

Xie Bian laughed quietly. "That's true. You don't have the memories from before. It does make no difference to us, but it's different for those mortals."

"How is it different?" Zhang Wu Ming turned his head and asked.

"It's human nature to pursue the root of the matter. If we encounter corpses whose cause of death is unknown, they would investigate the cause of death at all costs. Now that it's over, there's no need for that." Xie Bian replied.

However, Zhang Wu Ming still found it hard to understand Xie Bian's words. It was like talking to someone in a three-dimensional space about a four-dimensional space. Even if he were to imbue the theory into it, he still wouldn't be able to understand it.

"Things on earth are so complicated, it's hard to imagine that I used to be that kind of person." Zhang Wu Ming sighed.

Xie Bian turned around, as if he didn't have a shred of nostalgia for this place.

"Let's go, we can't stay here any longer. We don't need to interfere with matters of the mortal world." Saying that, Xie Bian left.

What could Zhang Wu Ming do? He could only follow Xie Bian outside.

The night wind was still loud and clamorous, but before Zhang Wu Ming could walk out of the courtyard, he suddenly heard a strange sound from the wind that filled the sky, reaching his ears.

"Nameless!"

A clear sound pierced the wind, it sounded like a neutral voice, but Zhang Wu Ming could not tell if it was a male or female voice.

But Zhang Wu Ming stopped in his tracks, he was almost sure that the sound came from behind him, and it seemed to be coming from the direction of the Amethyst Tree.

Xie Bian also stopped. Perhaps he didn't hear the voice, but he could feel a weird aura coming from behind him.

When he turned around, Zhang Wu Ming felt that there was something strange about the Redbud Tree, but the darkness had obstructed his line of sight, so he had to walk forward.

When he stopped in front of the Redbud Tree once again, Zhang Wu Ming discovered that a shoot had broken through the bindings of the branches and grew out from the gap in the middle.

"His life force is truly tenacious. He can be reborn from being struck by lightning." Xie Bian slowly said.

On the other hand, Zhang Wu Ming smiled with gratitude, "Although the Heavenly Thunder Lightning can be used by the Evil Realm people, but its nature is still the same. The Redbud Tree is after all, a victim, so I guess the Heavenly Thunder will spare her life."

Just like the law of the development of all things, the arrival of death often meant the beginning of new life.