Chapter 353

It is natural for Cheng Hui to have such speculation.

So far, everything that can make Lin Qingyang so excited is related to himself.

It is natural for Cheng Hui to have such speculation.

"That's right, the spring water here will be very good for you! Come on! Let's go!" Lin Qingyang couldn't help but smile.

If other natural treasures can be obtained through collection and exchange, then the Fountain of Eternal Life is the only precious material that can only be obtained by luck.

The water of the fountain of eternal life can only be taken once, and it is useless if taken more than once. Moreover, the water of eternal life cannot be taken out of this valley, nor can it be refined into pills in the valley.

Simply put, after taking out the Fountain of Eternal Life Water, if it is not consumed within three seconds, the Fountain of Eternal Life Water will dissipate into starlight and return to the Fountain of Eternal Life.

The land where the Fountain of Eternal Life is located has been drifting in the void. Some people have tried to control this valley, but unfortunately all attempts are in vain.

Therefore, the only way to get the Fountain of Eternal Life is to "accidentally" encounter this valley.

Lin Qingyang felt that he was really lucky that he could actually encounter such a legendary thing.

He hurriedly pulled Cheng Hui into the valley, and soon they saw a clear spring surrounded by white pebbles in the valley.

The spring water gurgled out from the cracks in the rocks, gathering into a clear stream. After extending out for a few meters, it dissipated into countless points of light and flew back into the spring.

Lin Qingyang came to the spring, took out a cup, scooped a cup, and handed it to Cheng Hui.

Cheng Hui drank it without saying a word.

Lin Qingyang looked at him expectantly: "How do you feel?"

Cheng Hui smacked his lips. As soon as the spring water went into his stomach, he felt a refreshing breath surrounding him. The cool feeling was very comfortable, just like taking a cold shower on a hot day. Refreshing!

At the beginning, when he was still a walking corpse, his body was extremely stiff. Later, as his strength increased, the stiffness gradually disappeared, but the feeling of being out of control of his body did not completely disappear, and it still reminded him from time to time that he was just a corpse.

But at this moment, that feeling really disappeared.

He raised his hand, shook his head, and jumped twice. His body movements were extremely smooth, and even the circulation of spiritual power in his body was a few points faster than before.

"Comfortable!" Cheng Hui smiled brightly and gave Lin Qingyang a thumbs up.

Lin Qingyang was overjoyed, "That's great, Ah Hui, you are finally safe." He hugged Cheng Hui tightly, and the anxiety that he had hidden so well was completely exposed at this moment.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, really. Look, I'm fine now." Cheng Hui comforted Lin Qingyang gently. He knew that Lin Qingyang had always lacked a sense of security, but he always thought that this sense of security came from himself, so he never hesitated to use sweet words to try to convey his feelings to him.

But it was not until today that he realized that Lin Qingyang's deepest hidden fear also came from himself, from his own resurrection.

He must be worried all the time that his resurrection was just a dream?

Cheng Hui felt a surge of pity in his heart, and he gently kissed his cheeks and hair, trying to calm him down with this warm kiss.

Lin Qingyang felt the warmth in his arms, and his emotions gradually calmed down. He said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I lost my composure. I just..."

"It's okay, I understand." Cheng Hui smiled gently.

Lin Qingyang felt embarrassed and looked away awkwardly. Seeing the Fountain of Eternal Life, he quickly changed the subject: "Should we get a glass for the senior?"

Cheng Hui was stunned, and suddenly thought that this was a good idea.

The Fountain of Eternal Life can harmonize yin and yang. The boss is now neither alive nor dead, so using this thing should be just the right thing for him.

Of course, he asked the boss for his opinion in advance, and the boss readily agreed. So Cheng Hui took out the boss's bones, and Lin Qingyang took the initiative to scoop a cup of spring water and pour it on the boss's bones.

"Senior, how do you feel?" Cheng Hui asked.

"Not bad..." The words on the sand table changed. "It helped me a lot."

"That's good." Cheng Hui breathed a sigh of relief. He was very grateful to the boss who had always taken care of him. However, the boss was too powerful, so he had no chance to repay the boss for saving his life.

Now he can finally help the boss a little, which makes him feel very good.

"Qingyang, do you want to have a drink too?" Cheng Hui looked at the spring water. It was a rare opportunity to come across it, and he felt it would be a waste not to drink it.

Lin Qingyang hesitated for a moment. After all, his current body was essentially a body that he had taken over. But on second thought, he had used this body for so long, so there was no problem. Drinking the spring water would probably just harmonize the coordination between his soul and body, so it wouldn't be a big problem.

So, he also picked up the cup and drank a glass. The clear feeling instantly spread throughout his body. Lin Qingyang suddenly understood why Cheng Hui said he felt comfortable.

It's really comfortable.

Moreover, this time, the hidden danger of Cheng Hui's resurrection has been completely solved, and there are no more obstacles between the two. After returning, he will tell his master about his decision and then hold a dual cultivation ceremony.

He was now a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he could easily invite all the famous sects in the Xuanheng Realm to hold a dual cultivation ceremony. He wanted everyone to know that Cheng Hui belonged to him!

Lin Qingyang imagined a bright future and felt his body was light as if he was about to fly.

He opened his eyes with a smile on his face, but was shocked to find Cheng Hui looking at him with a look of horror, shouting something, but he couldn't hear anything clearly...

Lin Qingyang: ???

What's going on? What happened?

He noticed that Cheng Hui's eyes were always focused on his lower body, so he quickly looked down and his face suddenly changed.

Wait…where's his body?

No wonder he felt like he was flying—he actually was flying!

His soul had somehow left his body and was suspended in mid-air.

His body fell limply to the ground, unconscious. He panicked and tried to return to his body, but it rotted away in a very short time, leaving only a rotten heart.

Then, Lin Qing lost his vision and everything around him was dark. In this darkness, his soul seemed to be pulled by something, and he instinctively followed that feeling and flew out.

Lin Qingyang's soul flew away, but Cheng Hui, who was left behind, was greatly shocked.

He watched Lin Qingyang fall to the ground and lose consciousness after drinking the spring water. He picked him up in panic, but was shocked to find that the body in his arms was gradually losing its life.

Cheng Hui's eyes suddenly widened.

This is impossible!

Obviously, Lin Qingyang was fine just now, how could he become like this just because of a glass of spring water? ? ?

This is unscientific... No, this is not the way of cultivation!

Cheng Hui couldn't help but take a step back, looking at the corpse as if he were looking at a monster.

No, he didn't believe it was Lin Qingyang! How could his Lin Qingyang die in such an inexplicable way?

Cheng Hui pursed his lips, his mind going blank.

His brain refused to accept what was happening before him, and he himself could not accept the reality that Lin Qingyang would die in such a ridiculous way.

"Impossible... I must be dreaming. Yes... I must have stepped into some kind of illusion..." Cheng Hui thought excitedly, his eyes shining, as if he had grasped the only straw.

"Wake up!" Chang Ling shouted angrily, waking Cheng Hui up.

Cheng Hui's emotions just now fluctuated too violently. Chang Ling, as his contractor, felt this fluctuation and had to come out to take a look.

Seeing Cheng Hui's distraught look, he couldn't help but frown: "What happened?"

He looked around and saw no corpse, only a rotten heart, and his brows furrowed even more.

That's not right? Where's that kid named Lin Qingyang? He's always clinging to Cheng Hui. They're inseparable, so how could Cheng Hui be the only one there?

Really?

Changling had a bad premonition. He looked at the rotten heart, then at Cheng Hui who was almost speechless, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

No way?

It was obvious that Cheng Hui was in such a state that he couldn't ask anything. He simply went to the heart, observed it carefully, and then showed a very strange expression.

"Hey, Cheng boy! Why did you dig out your own heart?" Chang Ling wondered.

What the hell? He thought Lin Qingyang was dead and only had a heart left, but it turned out that Cheng Hui dug out his own heart?

"What?" Cheng Hui looked at Chang Ling blankly. He felt as if he had lost touch with the world, his reactions extremely slow.

"I say... why are you digging out your own heart for no reason?" Chang Ling repeated.

"Dig...out...your own...heart?"

"Yes." Changling said unhappily.

He had thought something big had happened, but... well, digging out one's own heart is indeed not a trivial matter, but it is not a particularly difficult thing for a zombie. Could it be that Lin Qingyang suspected Cheng Hui's feelings, so he asked him to dig out his heart to prove himself?

Hiss... Changling took a breath of cold air. It's very possible!

He had long disliked the boy surnamed Lin. Tsk tsk, he was so possessive and had a dark heart. It was only a matter of time before Cheng Hui would be sold out by him and he would have to count the money for him.

Cheng Hui was shocked by Lin Qingyang's death and almost collapsed. Now Chang Ling's words finally calmed him down a little.

At least he could think.

It was clearly a heart that fell out of Lin Qingyang's body, why was it his own?

"Is this my heart?" Cheng Hui squatted down and looked at the rotten heart.

Well, he couldn't tell anything with just his heart.

"That's right." Chang Ling resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "Can't you sense your presence on it?"

Cheng Hui closed his eyes and felt it. He could indeed smell his breath. He observed it and found an obvious knife wound on the heart. Recalling that he was stabbed by the demon cultivator, it seemed that it was indeed at this angle and in this direction.

Could this really be his own heart? Then why does Lin Qingyang have his own heart in his body? From another perspective, to whom does the heart in his body belong?

Cheng Hui had a vague idea of ​​the answer, but when he thought of Lin Qingyang, his heart suddenly ached again, and he was almost going crazy.

"Cheng boy, the sand on your sand table is moving, don't you want to take a look?" Chang Ling reminded him with his arms folded.

Cheng Hui then remembered that the boss was there too, and quickly perked up and looked at the sand table.

There was only one sentence on the sand table: Don't worry, he is not dead!

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