Seeing Siying's extreme reaction, Ding Mu had no choice but to condense a long whip of spiritual energy, control Siying, and then poured the spiritual energy into his voice, saying loudly: "Siying, calm down! Colin and Eli cannot awaken the soul of Qufeng, but I have other ways. Although the success rate is not high and it is extremely difficult to do, there is always a little hope."

After Siying was controlled, she had recovered a little calmer. When she heard Ding Mu say there was hope, she immediately shook her head and said, "You don't have to lie to me anymore. I know, Master can't come back. Such a strong breath of life can't awaken Master's soul. There is no way, no more. I just want you to return Master to me, okay?"

Ding Mu said again: "You really don't plan to revive Qu Feng? I have already said that I have a way, but this method is difficult to do and is very dangerous. If you want to give up, then just pretend I didn't say it."

"You, don't you lie to me?" Hope appeared in Siying's eyes again. She knew that Ding Mu was different from everyone else. Things that others could not do did not mean that Ding Mu could not do.

"I'm not lying to you. There is a pill called the Concentration Pill that can recondensate the dissipated soul. However, refining the Concentration Pill requires a specific twelve-level monster demon beast's demon beast's demon beast. At present, it is impossible for twelve-level monsters to appear on the earth, but as long as the spiritual tide continues, one day the twelve-level monsters will appear. At that time, using the Concentration Pill of the Twelve-level monster to refine the Concentration Pill, you can restore Qu Feng's soul. Although the hope is slim, it's always better than not."

Ding Mu said it seriously because there is indeed a treasure like the Concentration Pill, but there is a prerequisite for using the Concentration Pill to condense the soul, that is, within an hour of the Concentration Pill, the corpse must be taken at the place where the soul dissipates, and help the corpse to transform the medicinal power in order to reconcentrate the soul. Qu Feng has been dead for several hours, that is, even if there is the Concentration Pill, Qu Feng cannot survive.

But Siying didn't know the truth. All she thought about was the Concentration Pill and the Demon Pill of the Twelve-level Monsters.

"So, is it really possible for Master to survive?"

Ding Mu nodded, "Theory is this, but there is another difficulty, that is, Qu Feng's corpse must be properly preserved. The reason why I want to take the Hukong Ring is to prevent the corpse from being damaged. Moreover, the Hukong Ring is an independent space, and no matter what is placed inside, there will be no change. In this way, after refining the Concentration Pill, Qu Feng can condense the soul, and the corpse will not change much."

Si Ying nodded, "I understand, thank you, Ding Mu, thank you!"

Ding Mu nodded, "Don't think so much. Although he has found a method, the demon pill of the twelfth-level monster is not so easy to find. Moreover, the combat power of the twelfth-level monster is comparable to that of the qi refiner in the Zen realm, so you have to hurry up and practice, but don't wait until the twelfth-level monster appears, but you don't have the ability to hunt the twelfth-level monster."

"Okay, I'll go to Kunshan now. If I don't enter the state of Zen, I won't come back."

Siying's tone was firm. As long as she could revive Qu Feng, she was willing to pay any price.

"etc!"

Ding Mu stopped Siying, "You cannot force cultivation. And according to the current intensity of the spiritual tide, only if the spiritual tide can last for more than fifteen years, can a twelfth-level monster appear, so you still have enough time. Now your injury has not fully recovered, so stay here first, and it is not too late to practice after the injury has fully recovered."

Q also hurriedly said: "Yes, Siying, since you have found a way to resurrect the music style, don't be in a hurry. Only if you live well can the music style have hope of resurrection."

Lin Shihui also advised from the side: "Si Ying, we can all understand your mood, but you also have to consider your own physical condition. If your master knew that you were so unwilling to care about your body, what would he think? I believe your master would definitely be even less willing to see you."

Siying nodded, "Thank you, I understand, I know what to do. Don't worry about me anymore. In order to make my master live, I will definitely work hard."

Ding Mu nodded. It was enough to achieve this level today. The rest was enough to let time smooth it out a little bit.

Fifteen years is a long time. As time passes by, she will slowly doubt Ding Mu's words. When her suspicion reaches its peak, she will subconsciously accept the fact that the music style cannot be resurrected.

If even time cannot let Si Ying come out of the shadow of Qu Feng's death, then he will have no other way. After all, no matter how high his cultivation is, he is still a human being, not a god.

The so-called gods in Nordic myths and Greek myths are just humans with profound cultivation.

After finally putting Siying in peace, Ding Mu asked Lin Shihui to stay and take care of Siying to prevent any other accidents. He left with Q.

According to the previous statement, Q wants to spread rumors that he is still in a coma. On the one hand, it can avoid pressure from North America, and on the other hand, it also tells North America: You have done too much this time, and we have to take revenge!

Of course, Q is not doing nothing. He wants to monitor satellites and always pay attention to Ding Mu's movements in North America. If any accidents occur, he will contact Ding Mu as soon as possible.

Ding Mu had nothing to prepare for. He took the thin long sword he won from Yuechuan Guangyu and entered the North American area through the teleportation formation.

I brought this long sword with me just to prevent it. After all, Tyr's long sword has been destroyed and the Yin-Yang Sword is damaged and cannot be used for the time being. The Thunder Hammer does not meet Ding Mu's habits, so I can only use this long sword to make do with it.

After entering North America, Ding Mu had no intention of hiding his body and headed straight to the secret military base on the west coast. This was the exact news that Ding Mu had obtained from Kent before. Although after so long, the North America region may have transferred this secret base, he still had to go over and take a look.

What if you find anything?

Needless to say, the process of entering the secret base is as simple as eating and drinking water for Ding Mu. However, what surprised Ding Mu was that after entering the secret base, he found that the staff inside were gathered together. Everyone raised their hands and signaled that they had no malice and were arranged neatly.

Seeing this scene, Ding Mu knew that his trace had been leaked. Since that was the case, there was no need to hide it. He came to these people and asked, "Who is the person in charge of your base? Come out and speak."

A man in his thirties walked out and said nervously: "I am the person in charge here, Mr. Ding Mu, we just received a notice saying that you may come over and ask us to give up all resistance. No matter what your request is, we will comply."

"All requirements are complied with? Well, tell me the locations of all your secret bases in North America, and then you'll have nothing to do."

Ding Mu's tone was very strong, as if he wanted to scan all the secret bases in North America, and then the person in charge was embarrassed.

Giving him a hundred courages, he would not dare to sell all the locations of the secret base to Ding Mu. If he really did this, it would be as simple as being executed. I am afraid that even his family would be implicated.
Chapter completed!