Chapter 1209: Fortunately

Condensing the soul body, a powerful refiner can do it.
But a remnant soul as weak as Ling'er was negligible, even a Celestial Grade refiner could not handle it.
If it were not for Feng Wuchen's strong soul power, I am afraid it would have been unable to support it.
Feng Wuchen, who was constantly urging his soul power, had already twitched his face at this time, and beans were sweating heavily.
Forcibly condensing the extremely weak soul, it can be seen that the soul power consumption is very huge.
Even if Feng Wuchen's soul power reached the state of innate rank, it was quite difficult.
Destiny was so nervous that sweat came out of the palm of his hand, secretly worried that Feng Wuchen could not support it, after all, Linger's illusory soul body had been condensed.
If you can't hold it up at this time, wouldn't it be a waste of all previous efforts?
Destiny kept praying in his heart.
"Brother Destiny, open the ice coffin! Hurry!" Feng Wuchen suddenly said, anxious after not knowing how long it took.
Destiny did what it said, and with a wave of his hand, the ice coffin opened.
Feng Wuchen waved his hand suddenly, in the ice coffin, Linger's body that had been frozen for decades flew out, floating at the same height as the soul body.
"Using Ling'er's flesh and blood into the soul body? The Celestial Immortal Alchemist can't do it, Feng Ying dares to take risks." Ying Hun said in horror.
Feng Wuchen once again forcibly urged his soul power, and his hands were sealed.
"Master, if you continue to consume it, you will not be able to hold it." A worried voice came from the annual caliper.
"Shut up!" Feng Wuchen Sound Transmission scolded.
"Annual calipers, don't disturb the master, the master has his own measure!" Long Shenjian yelled.
In midair, the soul body and the corpse slowly accelerated their rotation, and the light blue light became stronger and stronger.
"puff!"
Suddenly, Feng Wuchen sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and his face became paler.
"Master!" The annual caliper and the Qilin armor weapon were panicked.
"Feng Ying!" The sudden scene made Tianming's heart tremble, and his heart almost jumped out.
The Lord Shadow Soul of the Sky Shadow Pavilion could not sit still at this time, with a worried expression on his face, but there was nothing he could do.
Tianying Pavilion has only killers, no alchemist, no one can help Feng Wuchen.
"I'm fine, don't worry." Feng Wuchen said with difficulty, his breath is already very weak, and he may not be able to support it at any time.
Feng Wuchen quickly took out the bone-corrosive spirit crystal obtained in the sky tomb and swallowed it. The bone-corroding spirit crystal instantly turned into a violent soul power to provide Feng Wuchen for absorption.
The soul power that had just recovered was instantly urged by Feng Wuchen, and it was continuously provided to Ling'er's soul body for absorption.
The rapidly rotating soul body and corpse were completely covered by the bright light blue light at this moment, and no one knew what changes had taken place inside.
But judging from the breath of the soul body, Ling'er's soul body continued to grow.
"Feng Ying, you must hold on!" Tian Ming stared at the light blue light nervously, and then at Feng Wuchen.
"Hold on! Hold on!" Qing Liu's expression became tense now, and he kept praying.
When Feng Wuchen's last soul power was also exhausted, he was completely weak and weak, and his supporting hands fell down.
"puff!"
After a while, Feng Wuchen spouted blood again due to excessive consumption of soul power.
Ling'er's soul body, which was growing constantly, stopped at this moment.
"Feng Ying!" Destiny and Shadow Soul cried out in panic.
"Master!" The instruments such as the annual caliper and the Dragon God sword were shocked.
"Lost...failed?" Qing Liu stared blankly at the light blue light that was still spinning.
"Feng Ying! Feng Ying! Are you okay? Don't scare me, even if you fail, I won't blame you, don't be so desperate." Tian Ming quickly helped Feng Wuchen who had collapsed, panicking and anxious.
Feng Wuchen's pale face showed a smile that was uglier than crying. He didn't know whether it was a wry smile or something, but he was too weak to speak.
"Feng Ying! Take the pill quickly!" Tianming took out the healing pill in a panic and gave it to Feng Wuchen.
"Pavilion Master, how is Feng Ying?" Qing Liu couldn't help asking when seeing that Feng Wuchen seemed to lose consciousness.
"Excessive soul power consumption, the injury is not serious, and there is no life worry." After checking Feng Wuchen's situation, Shadow Soul couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"It's okay! Fengying has tried his best, and it doesn't matter if Ling'er can't be saved." Tianming was also relieved. Having said that, he was still extremely disappointed.
Seeing that Ling'er would be able to resurrect and appear in front of him, but at the critical moment, Feng Wuchen could not hold back his fall, would the destiny not be disappointed?
But Feng Wuchen has tried his best, and the Mandate of Heaven will naturally not blame it.
"No, the breath of Ling'er's soul body has not weakened." Shadow Soul suddenly said, staring tightly at the light blue light that was still spinning.
"What?" Tianming and Qingliu quickly looked at the light blue light.
Ling'er's soul body breath, without the help of wind and dust, really did not weaken, it seemed to have stabilized.
"Pavilion Master, this...what is going on? Is this a failure or a success?" Tianming asked anxiously, feeling very complicated.
"The old man doesn't know, but even if it fails, at least Ling'er's soul body has grown. There is no need to worry about the soul dissipating." Shadow Soul frowned, and he could not understand what was going on.
After a while, the light blue light sphere was spinning, the light slowly dissipated, and the spinning speed slowed down.
When the light blue light dissipated, Ling'er's body had disappeared, leaving only an illusory soul body, which was Ling'er's soul body.
Ling'er's soul body was in a deep sleep state, without opening his eyes.
"Ling'er!" Looking at the little girl, Destiny's tears fell again.
"This is indeed Ling'er's complete soul body, absolutely can't be wrong!" Shadow Soul said affirmatively.
"Is this a success?" Qing Liu looked at Ling'er's soul body in amazement.
"Fortunately...fortunately...humiliating..." Feng Wuchen's extremely weak voice sounded.
"Feng Ying, are you better?" Destiny asked quickly.
"Fortunately not insulting your life? Does it mean you succeeded?" Qing Liu looked at Feng Wuchen in shock.
"Ling...Ling'er...soul body has been successfully condensed..." Feng Wuchen said with difficulty.
"Feng Ying, is what you said is true? Did you really succeed?" Tian Ming asked with excitement, looking at Ling'er's soul body with tears in his eyes.
After a while, Ling'er's eyes suddenly squirmed.
"Moved! Ling'er's eyes moved!" Destiny said ecstatically, shaking with excitement.
Slowly, Ling'er's eyes opened slowly.
"Ling'er! Ling'er!" Destiny cried excitedly.
Hearing the familiar shouts, Ling'er looked at Destiny, her big watery eyes blinked, and a happy smile immediately appeared: "Daddy!"
"My baby girl! My baby girl!" Destiny cried with joy, unable to control his emotions and began to cry.
A daddy, crisp and sweet, instantly melted the heart of Destiny, tears could not stop streaming.
After waiting for decades, I finally looked forward to the day when Linger came back to life.