Chapter 480 Liu Fang

"Wake up, wake up!"

The first moment Yun Qingqing regained consciousness, she heard the girl's anxious call with a hint of surprise in her ear.

She slowly opened her eyes and sat up, her mind still lingering on the illusion just now, a little dazed.

Murong Fuxue squatted aside, her expression of surprise suddenly turned into caution, she looked at her and pursed her lips:

"Master, why are you crying?"

Yun Qingqing came back to her senses. She slowly raised her hand and touched her cheek. Where her fingertips touched, there was a wet and cool feeling.

Murong Fuxue was a little flustered. She took out her handkerchief and hesitated whether to hand it over, but was pulled up by Wen Muyan.

"Don't disturb the chief sect leader yet, let her be quiet for a while."

When the eldest sister spoke, everyone gathered around silently stood up and stepped aside.

Yun Qingqing performed a Qingxin Jue to clear the previous illusion from her mind, took a deep breath, stood up, looked at everyone, and had a calm expression:

"It seems that I am the only one who has entered the illusion."

Murong Fuxue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she had recovered as usual, and immediately nodded and explained:

"Yes! After we entered this cave, we were able to hear and speak again, but only you, the chief sect leader, suddenly fell unconscious. We were all scared to death!"

"Master, you just said you entered an illusion? So what did you see?"

Yun Qingqing was silent for a moment, then sighed slowly:

"It's okay. I was just tricked by some bad guy."

"Ah?" Murong Fuxue was confused and looked at each other with the other disciples.

Yun Qingqing turned around and looked inside the cave.

There was a stone platform in the center of the cave, with strange runes engraved on it. It was emitting a faint light and vaguely revealed the outline of a formation.

This formation seemed to be changing all the time, as if it was designed to make it impossible for people to find any pattern and crack it.

The disciples of Shuihua Sect walked up to Yun Qingqing and looked at the formation curiously.

Wen Muyan's gentle voice sounded:

"We didn't dare to move this formation. Master, what should we do?"

Yun Qingqing smiled slightly:

"It's OK. Even if you move this formation, it won't have any effect, and there's no danger."

As she spoke, she walked slowly forward and came to the side of the stone platform.

Yun Qingqing's eyes flickered with clarity. She stared at the formation for a while and sighed slowly:

"Xiao Wu... why are you doing this?"

Amid the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Yun Qingqing condensed a ray of golden light at her fingertips and gently struck into the formation.

The golden light disappeared into the stone platform, and after a moment, the glowing runes on the stone platform suddenly began to flow and change.

Then, runes slowly rose into the air, along with countless points of light that gathered together.

These light spots continued to gather and condense, and finally condensed into a harp, slowly floating in front of Yun Qingqing.

She stretched out her hand, and the zither fell into her hands automatically.

Everyone looked at it in amazement and saw that the body of the piano was as smooth as a mirror, with natural patterns on the black surface, which was both simple and beautiful.

The strings are finer than the most precious Tencel, and the pillow is a flawless cold white jade color with a warm and flowing glow.

"This is..." Murong Fuxue stared at the piano in disbelief.

The expressions of the others were similar.

Wen Muyan was somewhat absent-minded, and murmured:

"Could this be... a top-grade magical weapon?"

Yun Qingqing shook her head and said softly:

"This is a magic weapon...it's called Liufang."

The magic weapon Liufang is Xiaowu’s natal magic weapon.

Her fifth disciple, Lu Ming.

Before Qi Mo's consciousness dissipated, he said that Xiao Wu had placed Liufang in the west.

The Baihe Ridge where the Shuihua Sect is located is located among the mountains at the westernmost end of the Liang State.

When Murong Fuxue and the others came to find her, Yun Qingqing's spiritual eyes had already sensed that there was a thread of cause and effect connecting her to these people, so she agreed to let them come without hesitation.

But at that time she didn't know what this cause and effect was until she entered the illusion array in the valley.

In that era, Xiao Wu was a top master of illusion, and Yun Qingqing knew the illusions created by Liu Fang Qin better than anyone else.

The magic array was silent and quiet because of Liufang's own sound control property, which absorbed all the sounds in the array.

Yun Qingqing's fingertips slid across the piano with a complicated look in her eyes.

With Liufang as a carrier, Xiaowu can definitely leave behind a trace of spiritual consciousness and preserve it intact to this day, which would be much easier than Qi Mo.

But he did not leave behind his spiritual consciousness, but he left behind a spell to stimulate his memory...

However, that scene was completely absent from his memory.

Xiao Wu would rather give up his spiritual consciousness and set up this magic. What is his purpose?

These disciples of mine...what did they do more than 2,000 years ago? What were they planning?

There were exclamations from others around.

“Is this actually a magic weapon?”

“I never thought that I would be able to see a magic weapon in my lifetime!”

"It has been many years since anyone in Xuanmen has been able to refine a magic weapon, right?"

"Doesn't that mean that this zither is at least two thousand years old?"

"Master, how do you know so clearly?"

"Look at the way you ask this question. Can you and I understand the Chief Sect Master's knowledge?"

Yun Qingqing withdrew her thoughts, put Liufang into the space, and looked at everyone.

Everyone who had been talking just now suddenly shut up and looked at her eagerly.

Yun Qingqing nodded:

"Yes, this is a magic weapon of someone two thousand years ago. Thanks to you, it can see the light of day again."

Murong Fuxue smiled brilliantly:

"It's really an eye-opener to see a peerless magic weapon re-emerge from the sky! This trip was not in vain~"

Yun Qingqing smiled slightly and put Liufang into the space:

"Of course it's not a wasted trip. The valley outside has now returned to normal. Don't you want to go out and take a look?"

Having said that, she walked out first.

Everyone immediately followed her, and when they walked out of the cave, they found that it was no longer silent outside. The sounds of insects, birds, and animals could be heard again, and the scenery had returned to the same as when they last came.

It seems not quite the same.

Everyone looked around in surprise, and Ling Zhou suddenly pointed in a direction and said:

"Hmm? There seems to be a spiritual plant over there?"

Everyone walked over quickly and found a small clump of green plants, surrounded by spiritual energy and emitting a refreshing fragrance.

Ling Zhou's eyes lit up, and he immediately took out a special container from his storage bag and carefully dug out the spiritual plants and put them in.

"There are a few trees here too!" someone else shouted, pointing in another direction.

“We found one here, too!”

Everyone enjoyed it very much and searched around like they were looking for treasure. Soon, everyone had found something.

Yun Qingqing looked at the cheerful figures of this group of girls and smiled.

Soon everyone had a great harvest and prepared to return to the sect.

Murong Fuxue ran over happily:

"Master, this is amazing. There were clearly no spiritual plants like these when we came here last time. How come so many of them suddenly grew?"

Yun Qingqing smiled slightly:

"These spiritual plants have always been there. You didn't see them last time because the illusion array hadn't been activated yet. Now that the magic weapon has appeared and the illusion array has failed, they will show their true form."

"Is that so... So profound." Murong Fuxue blinked as if she understood.

"Okay, let's go back." Yun Qingqing distributed the wind-moving talisman to everyone, and the group set off back to Shuihua Sect.

In Kong Zhao's study.

Xiao Changheng took several thick books and scrolls from Kong Zhao and bowed:

"Thank you, Master."

Kong Zhao shook his head:

"No need to thank me. You are gifted in this field and have good fortune. These things will not be wasted if they are in your hands. It's just that..."

She paused for a moment and said hesitantly:

"Are you really not going to tell her about this?"