Chapter 220 Ancient Legend

Yun Qingqing's mind went blank for a moment.

When she came to her senses, she saw Xiao Changheng carefully pinching her jaw and leaning over to cover her with his lips.

She: ...&;￥#*￥%&;? !!!

From an outsider's perspective, seeing myself being so intimate with a man was completely different from the feeling I had when I was there before.

Yun Qingqing felt that she had never been so confused in her two lifetimes, and her soul wished it would dissipate on the spot.

But a warm current flowed from her lips into her body regardless of her will, flowing to every limb.

She subconsciously raised her hand to cover her lips, then she remembered that the body and soul are one, and what she felt was the changes in her own body.

The Yang Spirit, which had originally consumed a lot of energy, has now become more solid.

She suddenly realized that when she was in a state of mental instability and when the five ghosts were moving... she had borrowed energy from this man.

Xiao Changheng drew inferences from one instance to another and thought that this method could wake her up.

Thanks, but that's not necessary!

She raised and lowered her hand several times, but when she thought about returning to her body and facing this person directly... she couldn't continue.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally waited until Xiao Changheng retreated a little to adjust his breathing.

Yun Qingqing excitedly prepared to make hand gestures and stared at him intently.

Back off, back off further~, then she can wake up as if nothing happened!

But her excitement was in vain.

Xiao Changheng rested his hand against her forehead, feeling the girl's breathing, which was much steadier and stronger than before, and was deeply encouraged.

He decided to keep trying.

"Qingqing, I won't let anything happen to you. Just take whatever you need."

The man whispered and pressed his lips against hers again.

Yun Qingqing: ...

She stared at the scene in front of her with a dazed look on her face, and subconsciously performed the Qingxin Jue.

It was not until she tried several times without any effect that she came to her senses and remembered that the Qingxin Jue was of no use to the soul body.

I can't stand it anymore.

Yun Qingqing gritted her teeth, pinched her fingers together, and turned into a point of white light, which disappeared into the center of her eyebrows.

In an instant, the five senses of the body returned.

The warm touch of her lips brought her the man's fresh breath. Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her head was buzzing with the sound of blood flowing.

When she opened her eyes, she met the man's deep black eyes that were so close to her.

Her breathing hitched, and her heartbeat became more frantic.

Xiao Changheng's eyes lit up with joy, and he finally let her go.

"You finally woke up!" The man's eyebrows curved charmingly, but he frowned a little worriedly, and stretched out his big hand to touch her forehead.

"...You don't seem to have a fever, but why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yun Qingqing gritted her teeth and performed the Qingxin Jue, and her pounding heart finally subsided.

My rationality returned and the anger I had just felt dissipated.

She looked at Xiao Changheng dimly, secretly mocking herself for being so confused. She should have returned to her body decisively from the beginning. Anyway, it would be no big deal if she could just practice the Qingxin Jue.

At least you don't have to watch the air-crossing scene for so long.

After being stared at by her for a while, Xiao Changheng's ears suddenly turned red suspiciously.

"Ahem... well, don't get me wrong!" He put his fist to his jaw and coughed, explaining, "What I just said was..."

"I know, no need to explain." Yun Qingqing interrupted him, sat up and rubbed her brows, "Please leave me alone."

Xiao Changheng curled his fingertips and the light in his eyes dimmed.

But before he could speak again, he suddenly heard a gurgling sound.

Yun Qingqing's face turned red and she looked down at her stomach.

She had consumed too much energy fighting with the black-robed man last night, and her spiritual power couldn't keep up. She was so hungry that her stomach was sticking to her back.

The loss in Xiao Changheng's eyes disappeared, and the corners of his lips curled up quietly.

"I've been guarding you all night and I'm starving. I'll call for food. Would you like to have some with me, Qingqing?"

Seeing Yun Qingqing nod silently, Xiao Changheng's smile became even more intense, and he went out to make arrangements with satisfaction.

Yun Qingqing watched him leave and pressed her chest in confusion.

Is this an illusion? The effect of the Heart Purification Technique seems... not as good as before?

But she quickly put the matter behind her and began to think about the information she had gathered last night.

Things were beyond her expectations and a little serious.

Given the thinness of spiritual energy in this world, it would be difficult for a cultivator to even cultivate a Yin Spirit, and it would be almost impossible to cultivate a Yang Spirit before the end of their lifespan.

Unless there are extremely special circumstances.

For example, the possibility that somewhere in this world there is a blessed land with spiritual energy hundreds or thousands of times thicker is extremely low.

Or, like her...

Yun Qingqing frowned, suddenly feeling a little uncertain.

The spiritual energy in this world is too thin, so she has never connected with the world of her previous life and always felt that her soul had traveled to another world.

But what if it isn't?

Dawn's appearance before was already bizarre. She had actually tried to communicate with Dawn's sword spirit, but the sword spirit's main consciousness had been sleeping, and only a small part of consciousness was retained to respond to her commands and calls.

However, Dawn is her life-saving magic weapon after all, so it makes sense for it to chase its master across the world.

Yun Qingqing originally thought that the sword spirit fell asleep because it consumed too much energy while traveling through the world.

But not long after, the Tongyun beast, the contracted beast in her previous life, reappeared in the form of a little baby.

Now a strange man in black robe appeared.

Not to mention that he cultivated the Yang God in this world where advancement is extremely difficult.

The fact that he recognized Dawn and knew it was a divine sword alone conveyed a tremendous amount of information.

Yun Qingqing's first reaction was that the person was just like her, having traveled through time for some reason.

But different characters in one world travel to the same target world again and again. Does such a coincidence really exist?

In her previous life, she was only one step away from the way of heaven, and she knew very well that there was no such thing as pure coincidence in this world.

There is only cause and effect.

Just now, she suddenly thought of another possibility.

A possibility that her subconscious mind had been trying hard to deny.

Could this world be the one she grew up in?

Yun Qingqing's expression gradually became solemn.

"Qingqing?"

Xiao Changheng hadn't seen her go out for a long time. When he came in, he saw her sitting by the bed with a pale face, looking dazed, which was unusual for her.

"What's wrong?" His heart tightened slightly, and he immediately stepped forward and asked softly.

Yun Qingqing collected her thoughts and spoke softly:

"Do you know where to find the most ancient history and legends about this world?"

Xiao Changheng was slightly stunned, then curled his lips:

"If you want to know something, why not ask me?"

…

After the acupuncture treatment that morning, Yun Qingqing did not leave for Tianming Pavilion, but chatted with Xiao Changheng outside the medicinal bath screen.

She only found out today that this person was very knowledgeable about history and various ancient myths and legends.

The written history of this world is exactly two thousand years. The original owner naturally knew some things, but it was limited to the major events in the official history, and he did not know much about the details.

However, this part of the official history is not what Yun Qingqing is most interested in.

Because what she really needs to know is the events that happened two thousand years ago, or even longer.

Without historical records, we can only look for clues in various myths and legends.

What caught Yun Qingqing's attention was the myth of creation, as well as the legend of the great catastrophe on earth in ancient times and the salvation of the world by Xuannv.

According to legend, the world was originally a wasteland.

The sky is always pitch black. The earth is scorched by the scorching sun during the day, and at night it is like falling into an ice cave. Without water, no living creature can survive in this world.

One day, the goddess of creation arrived and felt pity for the desolate scenery. She hoped that the world would be full of life, so she transformed herself into mountains, rivers, flowers, plants and trees. Her breath turned into the blue sky, and her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness created the changing of the four seasons.

When she fell, she breathed a sigh of relief and created human beings and countless living beings. From then on, the world became lively.

"What happened after that?" Yun Qingqing asked, "Did the Goddess of Creation die? Did she appear again in later legends?"

This is important.

The myths handed down from ancient times are often severely distorted, and many facts are obscured by time.

If the creation myth refers directly to the catastrophe of that year, then the goddess of creation should have fallen at that time and never appeared again.

"No." Xiao Changheng's clear voice came from behind the screen. "There are two versions of the legend. One is that the goddess gave up her life to give birth to all things, and has been with heaven and earth ever since."

"Another theory is that the goddess has simply fallen into a deep sleep, and will awaken when the living are in danger."

"However, no matter which legend it is, there is no record of the goddess awakening."

Yun Qingqing frowned and thought for a while, then asked:

"Does the Goddess of Creation have a name?"

"According to legend, the goddess of creation is also known as the Mother of the Earth, and her name is Feng Xun."

"Feng Xun..." A vague thought flashed through Yun Qingqing's mind, but she couldn't grasp it at all.

She had no impression of the name, so she had to write it down first.

He asked some more information about Feng Xun, the goddess of creation, and wrote it down one by one. He secretly decided to investigate it in depth when he had the chance, and asked Xiao Changheng to talk about other major events in mythology and legends.

Especially the legends related to "great catastrophe", "destruction of the world" and "savior".

Xiao Changheng was silent for a while:

"In the myths and legends I know of, there has never been a disaster that reached the level of world destruction, so naturally there is no talk of a savior appearing."

"But there is a legend that can be considered a great disaster."

Yun Qingqing was cheered up:

"Tell me about it."