Chapter 227 Resurrection and Restart

After imprisoning this wave of evil spirits, Wang Xiaoming took out the Chinese medicine powder that could suppress the revival of the supernatural and gave it to Feng Quan and Luo Sheng while the evil spirits in other areas had not yet been attracted.

"Thank you!" The two took the medicine bag and expressed their gratitude.

After the two of them took the Chinese medicine powder, the effect was immediate. Feng, whose symptoms were relatively mild, had the exposed armor on his body disappear directly, turning back into flesh and blood.

"Professor, I'm recovered!" Feng Quan said excitedly as he felt the changes in his body.

On the other side, Luo Sheng also changed a lot. Most of his armor disappeared and returned to his previous flesh and blood. However, because the previous armor was eroded too deeply by the supernatural, some parts of his body still retained the appearance of armor, and metal was mixed in his flesh and blood, which had a style of future mechanical transformation.

But overall, it has no impact on the next actions.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming didn't want to bother with it any more and stood up to look for the evil ghost hiding in the dark.

"Professor," Luo Sheng said grimly when he saw Wang Xiaoming was about to leave, "Is there any hope for my current condition?"

Although he was no longer in a position to move, the armor that had not yet dissipated was like a steel nail, firmly nailed to his body.

The physical pain is bearable, but these "steel nails" will hinder him from using his evil spirit abilities, which is fatal.

"It's not a big problem. Once we get out, we'll be fine after entering the healing formation." Wang Xiaoming said calmly.

Then he stopped paying attention to Luo Sheng and started checking the situation nearby.

The center of the military camp was a relatively empty place with only a stretch of yellow sand. Apart from the traces left by the battle just now, there was nothing unusual here.

Thinking of the gray and white space mentioned by Zhao Kaiming and others just now, Wang Xiaoming took off his black-framed glasses and used the Eye of Prying to inspect the area.

The space before my eyes was like an onion, being peeled back layer by layer, revealing a special space, a dim cave.

Wang Xiaoming continued to look with all his eyesight, and saw that the cave was covered with yellow sand, with a military camp built in the middle. In an open space in the middle of the military camp, a man was standing there with his back to him.

Wang Xiaoming was very familiar with the man's clothes and body shape, because that was him.

Faced with such a strange scene, Wang Xiaoming was shocked, but he did not panic, nor did he immediately turn around to look behind him. Instead, he directly used the spell "Starlight Clone".

Suddenly, a clone transformed from a ray of starlight walked out of Wang Xiaoming's body and temporarily took over his cause and effect.

At the same time as the cause and effect were transferred, the self Wang Xiaoming saw suddenly turned into his clone, with an illusory body composed entirely of starlight.

"Professor! What happened?" Li Jun asked vigilantly when he saw the commotion here.

"Be careful, I found a fierce ghost, but it is hiding in a special space. I will lure it out next, so be prepared." Wang Xiaoming said calmly.

Then, he commanded the Starlight clone to turn around and look behind him, reacting as a normal person would after discovering this situation.

Wow!

The moment the Starlight clone turned its head, its entire body was cut into pieces as if by a sharp blade.

A ghost with a dry body like a skeleton suddenly appeared behind the Starlight clone. It was obvious that the death of the clone just now was caused by this ghost.

Wang Xiaoming was frightened, but his movements were still sharp. The ghost domain appeared and pressed towards the dried evil ghost. Other ghost riders also used the evil ghost abilities they had prepared in advance.

At once, the abilities of many evil spirits were cast upon the withered evil spirit, forcing it to retreat again and again, leaving many scars on its body.

Just as everyone was about to take advantage of the victory and pursue the enemy, they saw that all the scars on the withered ghost's body disappeared, and then it disappeared from the spot and appeared behind a ghost rider.

Everyone was a beat slower to react, and there was only a "crash" sound.
Countless limbs fell down, and a top ghost rider was turned into minced meat.

Everyone's pupils shrank as they were shocked by the cruelty of this evil ghost.

"Continue!" Wang Xiaoming's expression remained unchanged. He waved his hand at the dried evil ghost and used his erasing ability.

But for some reason, the magnetic poles that had just been erased returned to their original state in an instant, and the recovery speed was even faster than the huge armor just now.

Ye Zhen swung his sword and cut off the withered arm of the evil ghost. In a blink of an eye, the arm was restored. Li Jun's ghost fire was burning, but it was inexplicably extinguished. Yang Ziling's ice also had no effect on this evil ghost.

In the face of the attack by the withered evil ghosts, everyone lit the ghost candles in time to block the next wave of attacks, and no more deaths occurred.

Wang Xiaoming's eyes shone brightly, and he used various means to find the weakness of the withered evil spirit. Part of his consciousness was in the wilderness of knowledge to avoid being affected by consciousness.

Ok? !

Maybe it was because part of his consciousness was in the wilderness of knowledge, he soon discovered something was wrong. It turned out that when the evil spirits were recovering themselves, they who were fighting against the dried evil spirits were always a beat slower, just like a video that was stuck.

But they didn't notice anything. Only Wang Xiaoming's consciousness in the wilderness of knowledge was not affected and he discovered this situation.

"Is this the power of forgetfulness?" Wang Xiaoming's mind was racing. "In the original novel, Li Leping once controlled a forgetfulness ghost, causing everyone to subconsciously ignore him. This ghost's ability is very similar to forgetfulness."

The ability to forget, if used properly, is no different from restarting, and is extremely difficult to deal with.

"It seems that this is the only thing I can use this time!"

Wang Xiaoming took out a sharp long nail, which was the coffin nail he had made before. He brought it specifically for this expedition, just in case.

"Everyone, try your best. As long as we can restrain the evil ghost for a few seconds, I can imprison it." Wang Xiaoming said loudly.

Fang Shiming, who was fishing on the periphery, saw the long nail in Wang Xiaoming's hand and immediately understood what was going on. He immediately used the power of the ghost suppressor.

After seeing the coffin nails, Ye Zhen fought more and more courageously, and cut off another arm of the withered evil ghost. As for the other ghost riders, even if they had never seen coffin nails, they had heard of the legend of coffin nails and used their best abilities one after another.

Although the withered ghost was strong, it was hit by many ghost abilities and could not eliminate the impact immediately, so it stayed in place for about a second.

whoosh-

The coffin nail in Wang Xiaoming's hand disappeared in an instant and turned into a black light that nailed the withered evil ghost on his head.

"it's over?"

Feng Quan was panting heavily, looking at the evil ghost lying motionless on the ground, feeling a little scared, because the pressure brought to him by this evil ghost was too great. If it weren't for the ghost candle protecting him, he would most likely have died here.

Ye Zhen lay directly on the sand. He was the main force dealing with the dry evil ghost just now. Although he was not injured because of the scapegoat, the huge consumption of spiritual power still made him a little exhausted.

As for the others, they also consumed a lot, especially when they saw the minced meat on the side, they were even more relieved. The ghost rider who just died was called Liu Zida, the person in charge of Dalin City. He was quite powerful, but he was killed in one encounter.

Wang Xiaoming collected the dried evil ghost that was nailed to death, and then walked to the place where Liu Zida died. He saw that the evil ghost that he controlled during his lifetime had begun to slowly revive.

"He died not long ago, he can still be brought back to life!" Wang Xiaoming took out the spiritual thermos cup, took a sip to replenish the spiritual energy in his body, and then used the restart ability he copied from the wish ghost.

This is the first time Wang Xiaoming has used the restart ability to reverse his life.

An illusory force fell on the place where Liu Zida died, and suddenly the space began to become blurred, and everything began to have double images.

Then the light and shadow changed, and the scattered flesh and blood began to return, gradually turning back to the ghost rider's original appearance. The three evil ghosts scattered outside also merged into the ghost rider's body.

"This... can the dead be resurrected?"

"What else can't Professor Wang do? He can even resurrect the dead."

"This is the restart ability. I didn't expect it could be used this way." Zhao Kaiming was very excited. Although he had the restart ability, he had not used it many times and had never thought that this ability could save people.

The ghost riders gathered around looked at the body that was gradually recovering with surprise, with mixed thoughts in their minds.

Liu Zida gradually regained consciousness and found that everyone was looking at him. He frowned and said, "Hmm... why are you all looking at me? Is there something on my face?"

"Old Liu, have you lost your memory?"

"You were just killed by a ghost. It was a miserable death."

"There are flowers, and your head will bloom!"

"Liu Zida, you are so lucky. I was about to have a feast, but Professor Wang managed to save you."

Some were reminders, and some were jokes. After hearing everyone's stories, Liu Zida also remembered the time he was attacked by a ghost. His mind went blank at the time, and he wanted to fight back to protect himself, but he was attacked inexplicably and was unable to mobilize the ghost's abilities.

He had no memory of what happened after that, but after a brief thought, Liu Zida realized that no one had lied to him and that he had indeed died once.

the other side,
"Professor!" Wei Jing stepped forward and said, "There are many evil spirits in the military camp. According to the number of evil spirits we have just detained, there are probably hundreds left. Now everyone..."

Wei Jing didn't finish his words, but Wang Xiaoming understood what he meant. After a series of battles, everyone was exhausted and no longer suitable for further exploration.

"Notify everyone immediately to prepare for retreat." Wang Xiaoming said decisively.

After Wei Jing left, Wang Xiaoming's mind entered the wilderness of knowledge again, came to the side of the dried-up evil ghost that had just been imprisoned, and then took out the coffin nails from the dried-up evil ghost to prevent encountering difficult evil ghosts next time.

After pulling out the coffin nails, the withered evil ghost immediately revived and wanted to attack Wang Xiaoming in front of him. It teleported behind Wang Xiaoming and was about to tear him into pieces.

Wang Xiaoming remained calm, his consciousness moved slightly, the wilderness of knowledge moved slightly, and the withered evil spirit was severely damaged and fell into a state of freeze.

"what is this?"

Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand and a pitch-black wooden bowl fell out from the dried evil ghost. Before Wang Xiaoming could study it in depth, there was movement from the outside world.

Liu Zida stood in front of Wang Xiaoming with a respectful look on his face: "Thank you for saving my life, Professor. From now on, my life belongs to you. If you tell me to go west, I will never go east."

"You're welcome!" Wang Xiaoming said calmly, "It's just a piece of cake."

"It may be a piece of cake for you, but it is a life for me. No matter what, this life was given to me by the professor." Liu Zida said stubbornly.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Liu Zida and saw that he looked serious and didn't seem to be faking it, so he nodded, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go!"

Looking at Wang Xiaoming's receding back, Liu Zida smiled and hurriedly followed him.

Nothing unexpected happened on the way back. Even if we encountered a fierce ghost, we could deal with it quickly and it wouldn't waste too much time.

After passing through the space mezzanine and walking out of the underground passage, everyone finally saw the light of day again.

In the temporary camp, in the meeting room,
Wang Xiaoming gave these ghost riders a simple mission report, which has just ended and the gathered ghost riders have left one after another.

"Goodbye, Professor Wang!"

"Professor, I'm leaving now!"

Wang Xiaoming responded casually to these people's enthusiasm. After everyone left, only Zhao Jianguo and Wang Xiaoming were left in the meeting room.

Zhao Jianguo smiled bitterly and said, "Professor, I was indeed blind before. I never thought that your strength could reach this level."

"I won't persuade you to do this again. You can even imprison an S-level ghost. What else can stump you?"

This trip to the underground passage was the first time that Wang Xiaoming showed his true strength in front of everyone, and with ten top ghost riders as witnesses, it couldn't be more true. Now Wang Xiaoming's strength has far surpassed the top ghost riders and reached another level.

As for whether he has reached the same level of strength as Old Qin, Zhao Jianguo is not sure, but he estimates that he should be about the same.

Facing Zhao Jianguo's words, Wang Xiaoming nodded, and then talked about the underground passage: "I will not participate in the next exploration. I guess there are no S-level ghosts in there. You just need to be careful. The remaining ghosts are not difficult to deal with."

"No problem!" Zhao Jianguo said with a smile, "You have dealt with the difficult ones, leave the rest to us."

Afterwards, Wang Xiaoming handed the coffin nails to Zhao Jianguo and told him that Luo Sheng was a foreign spy. Zhao Jianguo's expression immediately became serious. The two had a brief discussion and decided not to alert the enemy for the time being and to play it long game.

After explaining everything, Wang Xiaoming returned to his residence and saw Zhou Tong standing at the door from a distance. After seeing Wang Xiaoming, Zhou Tong immediately came up to him:

"Professor, you are finally back. You must take me with you next time. After all, I am your driver and bodyguard."

"Okay!" Wang Xiaoming said with a smile, "But don't blame me if you die."

"Professor, please don't scare me, I'm timid!" Zhou Tong cooperated.

After chatting for a while, Wang Xiaoming said, "Get ready. We will leave this afternoon and continue to travel around the beautiful mountains and rivers of our motherland."

The problems in the underground passage have been basically solved, and it is time for him to continue digesting the potion. As for the group of evil spirits that have just been imprisoned, he will study them on the way!
"Okay! I'll be there right away!"

Zhou Tong immediately ran out to prepare some supplies that would be needed next.

After Zhou Tong left, Wang Xiaoming lay on the bed and began to meditate and rest to restore his energy. Although he could replenish his spirituality without meditating after having the spiritual thermos cup, Wang Xiaoming still maintained the habit of meditating every day.

(End of this chapter)