Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 405 – Elder Lin Returns

Chapter 405 – Elder Lin Returns

Meng Fan couldn't do much to help Hong Qi reconstruct her physical body; it mainly depended on her.

Fortunately, Meng Fan had once seen Han Qianye reconstruct the Bixie Sword Spirit's body in the Sword Wraith Memory of the Bixie Sword.

Otherwise, even with the Ginseng Fruit, Meng Fan wouldn't know how to help Hong Qi reconstruct her body.

"Hong Qi, when humans consume the Ginseng Fruit, they just eat it directly. But for spirits like you, it's not that simple, and you can't consume it directly anyway," Meng Fan began explaining the use of the Ginseng Fruit to Hong Qi.

"The Ginseng Fruit is also known as the Innate Spirit Fetus.

The name 'Ginseng Fruit' is for humans.

The name 'Innate Spirit Fetus' is for spirits like you.

As the name suggests, you spirits use the Ginseng Fruit as a spirit fetus to form a physical body!

The method to reconstruct your body is simple and not complicated.

Now, listen to my instructions.

Slowly release your Divine Sense and gradually let it merge with the Ginseng Fruit.

Once your Divine Sense is fully merged with the Ginseng Fruit, gradually merge your entire spirit into the Ginseng Fruit.

Once you complete this step, the process of reconstructing your body will proceed automatically.

Your spirit is already in human form, the same as your original form before the Sword Sacrifice.

So you can skip the process of shaping and creating an image; the Ginseng Fruit will automatically generate a physical body based on your spirit form!"

Meng Fan spoke clearly and patiently, guiding Hong Qi through the process of reconstructing her body.

His explanation was straightforward and easy to understand, and Hong Qi grasped it clearly.

"I understand, Master!"

Following Meng Fan's instructions, Hong Qi slowly merged her Divine Sense with the Ginseng Fruit.

She initially thought it would be a simple process that could be completed quickly.

But in reality, it was incredibly difficult!

Hong Qi's Divine Sense merged with the Ginseng Fruit bit by bit, the process extremely slow and arduous.

Despite this, Hong Qi didn't waver; she summoned all her patience and determination, gradually "devouring" the Ginseng Fruit.

Meng Fan sat quietly beside her, not saying a word to avoid disturbing Hong Qi.

He had already explained everything clearly, and Hong Qi had started the process of reconstructing her body. Any further words would only disturb her, which was unnecessary.

He just needed to watch quietly.

Since Meng Fan and Hong Qi were connected in mind and spirit, he could clearly sense her state.

He estimated that it would take at least ten hours just to fully merge her Divine Sense with the Ginseng Fruit, not to mention the subsequent merging of her entire spirit.

The whole process of reconstructing her body would take at least three days and nights.

No rush!

Patience is key.

Meng Fan sat on the bed, silently cultivating while guarding Hong Qi.

To be honest, didn't he feel a pang of regret giving the Ginseng Fruit to Hong Qi?

Of course, he did!

But since Hong Qi had recognized him as her master, she had helped him a lot.

She truly deserved the Ginseng Fruit.

Moreover, as a man, he couldn't go back on his word, could he?

He might break promises to others, but he couldn't do that to Hong Qi.

Meng Fan cultivated silently while Hong Qi reconstructed her body. The two complemented each other, as if they were working in harmony.

Time flew by quickly during cultivation, and soon it was the next day.

While cultivating, Meng Fan suddenly heard a painful scream.

He quickly opened his eyes and saw Hong Qi's spirit form, her face twisted in agony, slowly moving towards the Ginseng Fruit.

It was clear that the stage of merging her Divine Sense with the Ginseng Fruit was complete, and she was now merging her entire spirit.

This process was painful!

Meng Fan watched Hong Qi's contorted face and sighed softly.

There was nothing he could do to help; Hong Qi had to endure this herself.

He believed in Hong Qi; she could do it.

A young girl sacrificed as a Sword Spirit, living in loneliness and pain for so many years, he believed Hong Qi could rise from the ashes.

"Hong Qi, hang in there!" Meng Fan stood up and said softly to Hong Qi.

Though his voice was low, he believed Hong Qi could hear him.

At this moment, Hong Qi couldn't respond to Meng Fan; she had to focus all her energy on the Ginseng Fruit.

Meng Fan only offered a word of encouragement and then watched Hong Qi silently.

For Hong Qi, this torment would last at least another day and night before she could fully merge her spirit with the Ginseng Fruit and move to the next step.

Rising from the ashes wasn't just a saying; it required immense pain and sacrifice.

After another three or four hours, Meng Fan's expression suddenly changed, showing surprise.

This time, it wasn't because of Hong Qi, but because he sensed Elder Lin's presence.

Elder Lin was back!!!

Meng Fan rushed out of the room, leaving Hong Qi behind.

In the Sword Pavilion, Hong Qi was safe, so whether Meng Fan stayed to guard her or not didn't make much difference.

At the entrance of the Sword Pavilion, Meng Fan saw Elder Lin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and excitedly shouted, "Master, you're finally back!"

Elder Lin smiled and nodded, "Such a fuss, no decorum."

He paused and looked towards Meng Fan's room, curiously asking, "What are you doing in there?"

Meng Fan chuckled, "I'm helping the Hong Qi Sword's spirit with an enhancement."

As for what kind of enhancement, he kept it a secret.

When Hong Qi successfully reconstructed her body and transformed into a human, even someone as knowledgeable as Elder Lin would be shocked.

"Alright." Elder Lin didn't ask further, not considering it important.

"By the way, come with me; I have something to ask you."

Elder Lin led Meng Fan straight to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion, ignoring Wu Tian, who was waving at him.

Wu Tian awkwardly withdrew his hand, feeling embarrassed.

He thought, "I call you Uncle Lin, but am I really less important than a disciple?"

A disciple is an outsider, but a nephew...

Well, this nephew isn't related by blood anyway.

On the second floor of the Sword Pavilion, Elder Lin was about to ask Meng Fan something when he suddenly noticed something and asked in surprise, "Where's my meditation cushion?"

"Uh..." Meng Fan scratched his head.

"You took it?" Elder Lin glared at Meng Fan, annoyed.

"This meditation cushion is great. I benefited a lot from sitting on it. It's really a good thing. I haven't had a chance to thank you yet, Master," Meng Fan said, a bit embarrassed, but he had no intention of returning the cushion.

Elder Lin was helpless.

"You really are a scoundrel, not even sparing my belongings!"