Chapter 576 The Illusion

Yun Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Xiao Changheng and said unexpectedly:

"Have you memorized the diagram of the teleportation array?"

Xiao Changheng nodded calmly:

"Different teleportation arrays have different final arrays. I have only memorized the temporary initial arrays for returning to the palace, going to the Seven Stars Palace, and going to the Shuihua Sect."

Yun Qingqing: “…”

After hearing him say this, Yun Qingqing knew that he really understood.

For an inner disciple of the Seven Stars Palace who is at a normal level to learn this level of formation, it would take at least twenty to thirty years of practice.

But the person in front of me... I'm afraid I can't judge him by common sense.

Therefore, Yun Qingqing hesitated for only a moment and nodded:

"…Then you try it."

She watched Xiao Changheng walk to the center of the courtyard, his right wrist flashed with light, and Hao Qing appeared again.

Yun Qingqing concentrated her attention on his every move and Hao Qing's changes.

She had realized before that Xiao Changheng was unable to practice on his own and could not draw Qi into his body, so he did not have a Qi sea at all. So what she cared about most at the moment was how he could use Hao Qing to set up the formation.

Xiao Changheng put two fingers of his right hand together, concentrated and held his breath, pointing at the ground. A thin white light flowed from Haoqing to his hand, then extended along the fingertips and began to spread on the ground, drawing a complex and precise pattern as if it had life.

Yun Qingqing held her breath, her heart was filled with shock beyond words.

Even though she knew that Xiao Changheng's background in his previous life was not simple and had thought of various possibilities, the scene before her was really beyond her expectations.

The spiritual power that a practitioner can control is the part of his qi sea that has been refined by himself.

He was unable to draw energy into his body, which meant he did not have spiritual power that was completely his own.

The spiritual power in the Xuanyu Knife can be used by him, and it can also be said that it has recognized its master, but no matter how much spiritual power there is in the object, it cannot be compared with his own spiritual power.

However, Xiao Changheng was able to control the spiritual power output from Hao Qing to such a fine degree... This could not be explained by the spiritual creature recognizing its master.

Rather, it was as if the spiritual power contained in Hao Qing belonged completely to him.

Yun Qingqing watched the formation on the ground take shape little by little. Although it was not very fast, it was still much faster than drawing the formation manually, and there was no mistake at all.

He had only been exposed to formations for two months at most, but he was able to achieve this level, as if constructing formations was an instinct engraved in his body.

The formation was completed, Xiao Changheng withdrew his hands, turned around and looked at her:

"how?"

Yun Qingqing was silent for a moment and nodded:

"Flawless."

She stepped forward and walked into the formation first:

"Let's go."

Xiao Changheng relaxed the breath he had been holding and walked to her side. Haoqing and the formation under his feet lit up at the same time. The scenery in front of their eyes changed, and when the surroundings became clear again, they had returned to the palace.

It was completely dark.

Unlike the martial law in Liangyan City in the north, the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month in the imperial capital is the most lively time, with the sound of firecrackers rang out from far and near from time to time, and fireworks blooming in the night sky from time to time.

Yun Qingqing's thoughts were drawn back by the lively festive atmosphere. Thinking of the lantern festival that Qiao'er had described to her, anticipation immediately rose in her heart.

Her mind was full of the lantern festival, but when she turned around she found that Xiao Changheng was wearing the military uniform, so she pushed him out of the yard:

"The Lantern Festival has already begun. Go change your clothes and don't have dinner at home. I'll treat you to a restaurant."

Xiao Changheng was in a good mood because he succeeded in setting up the teleportation array for the first time. Seeing the little girl being so enthusiastic, he couldn't help but chuckle:

"good."

Yun Qingqing watched him leave, thought for a while, and went back to her room to change her clothes.

It had just snowed a few times in the capital, and it was getting cold. Although Yun Qingqing was no longer afraid of the cold or heat, she had also learned to dress according to the season like ordinary people in the past six months.

But it's only on the surface.

She felt that she was wearing too many clothes and it was inconvenient for her to move, so her inner dress was still thin. She just put on a thick cloak on the outside. Anyway, she wrapped herself tightly and others couldn't see anything wrong.

After changing her clothes, she came to the front yard, and Xiao Changheng was just walking out of the room.

Yun Qingqing was stunned when she saw his new outfit.

Xiao Changheng usually wore dark clothes, but today he wore a moon-white cloak, which perfectly set off the white jade hairpin in his hair. The hairpin was the one she gave him on New Year's Eve.

Perhaps it was because of this attire, his usual murderous aura was much restrained, his features became softer, and he looked like a graceful gentleman, gentle as jade.

The illusion that Yun Qingqing saw at Yuebai Mountain suddenly flashed through her mind.

The Xiao Changheng in the illusion was wearing a white robe, and then disappeared before her eyes like a mirage.

Her face paled slightly.

"…What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Xiao Changheng's voice brought her back to her senses.

Yun Qingqing came back to her senses and found that he was looking at her with some concern. She immediately calmed down and coughed lightly:

"It's okay, let's go."

Xiao Changheng looked at her hurried back and frowned slightly, but he didn't think about it any further and followed her.

The two got on the carriage, and Yun Qingqing was silent all the way.

In private, she was usually rather quiet and it was common for her to stay silent. However, Xiao Changheng could clearly sense that she was usually calm and composed even when she didn't talk. But today, he inexplicably felt that she was a little uneasy.

The carriage drove for a while before Xiao Changheng finally asked:

"Do you have anything to say?"

Yun Qingqing pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and said softly:

"Can you please not wear white clothes in the future?"

"..." Xiao Changheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes dimmed.

He opened his mouth, and the question "You don't like it?" lingered on his lips, but he didn't ask it out loud.

"...I got it." He said in a low voice, turned his head to look out the window, and closed his eyes in self-mockery.

He had fought on the battlefield for many years, and white clothes were easily dirty, and blood stains were even more difficult to remove, so he never liked to wear them.

This is the only white cloak I have ever worn, and it was purchased after I received the white jade hairpin during the New Year.

The one who likes to wear white is Yun Qingqing.

It was not until Yun Qingqing said that just now that he realized that he wore this cloak subconsciously to cater to her preferences.

But she didn't like it.

That's all.

Xiao Changheng quietly exhaled a breath, and his eyes returned to their cold and clear state, without any trace of emotion.

He didn't know why, but the effect of the love-breaking array didn't last long, and his feelings for her quietly grew again, growing stronger day by day.

But Xiao Changheng had already decided that as long as he could not step into the threshold of cultivation, he would never bother her with emotional matters.

There was very little he could do for her, and he shouldn't hold her back.

The carriage was getting closer and closer to the bustling street. It was getting more and more lively outside, but there was silence inside the carriage, and the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense.

Yun Qingqing did not regret what she had just said. Xiao Changheng had cut off all ties with her, so she would be at most unhappy to hear such words, but she herself felt a little nervous.

Because it was not until Xiao Changheng appeared in front of her wearing white just now that Yun Qingqing suddenly realized an overlooked possibility.

Is it possible that the scene that appeared in that illusion was not the past... but a foreshadowing of the future?