Unnecessarily startled dream
Inside the Shuiyi Residence, nineteen screens are arranged in a winding, connected manner, standing side by side in front of you.
Each of them has a silver frame with cloud patterns, and a black and white screen surface that shimmers and floats.
Qingting threw the book to one of the screens, and the suspended black and white light swallowed the book whole.
Then I saw the books rushing back to their shelves and returning to their places in the twelfth-floor book pavilion corridor displayed on the screen.
Clear audio and video in one go.
Qingting's job has become increasingly easier, but the increase in his annual immortal power salary seems to have no upper limit.
He turned around, and the nineteen lights illuminated him, making him appear deep and distant.
Qingting asked me directly.
"Does the goddess Yuan'e have any knowledge of this? What important events occurred in the Immortal Realm 320,000 years ago?"
Oh, are you testing me?
Of course I know that 320,000 years ago was the time when our Emperor Zhisheng succeeded to the throne.
The reason I readily returned the book to Qingting without asking any further questions was that I was keenly aware that Mo Xuchenyuan not only had a significant background, but was also highly likely to be related to the Heavenly Emperor.
The bold, crimson ink used to write the words "Heavenly Punishment" clearly indicates that the Moxu Dust Abyss is a secret beyond the reach of ordinary immortals.
It must have been after I nodded that she became filled with a deep, gritting sorrow. Qingting, this wonderful flower that brings solace, offered me two excellent ideas.
Firstly, he said that my master, Lord Tongtang, was suspected of lying about his age, and that his claimed age of 270,000 years was slightly less.
Although the master's actual age is unknown, it is definitely over 320,000 years old.
Qingting suggested that I first go and learn from my master.
However, grinding a stone takes time to turn into powder, and grinding a runaway master... well, that's not feasible right now.
I pondered the second idea and felt it made some sense.
Qingting said that since Xie Shenjun of Moxu Chenyuan has suddenly appeared, it is possible that in a few days, Moxu Chenyuan and its secrets will naturally come to light.
Just wait.
I nodded.
Investigating a top-secret case that is unlikely to yield results in one, two, or three days is actually quite impractical.
The most important thing right now is to control my own destiny on the path to immortality, rather than being overly ambitious and inviting "divine punishment".
My eyes were bright and full of longing as I said to Qingting, "Qingting, you have a vast collection of books here. Do you have any magical and unparalleled transformation techniques?"
It also needs to be extremely well-concealed, so that it's very difficult for anyone to spot it?
Qingting looked at me silently, then chuckled softly.
"Please come with me."
...
I picked up my life-saving treasure, "The Myriad Manifestations of the Mysterious Observation," and without even thanking him, rushed out the door and climbed onto the clouds.
I heard Qingting calling my name outside the Shuiyi Residence.
I turned to look at him.
"Congratulations," he said to me with a calm smile.
Then, he turned and left.
I looked down at the shadows cast by the clouds and felt depressed.
I was initially relieved because he didn't mention anything about being "deeply in love".
But in an instant, it made me sigh.
Within the celestial realm, everyone has fallen into ruin, not a single immortal has escaped...
...
As soon as I returned to the mountain garden, I went into the hillside courtyard, which was surrounded by ponds on three sides and warm breezes from all directions.
The old lotus flowers in the pond have long since transformed into human form. Recently, they have been studying and taking walks in the Yunni Xiaoquan area of the Four Strings in the north.
Leaving its true form in the pool to release fragrance, the place where the fragrance wafts is endlessly tranquil.
He slammed the "Myriad Phenomena and Profound Observations" onto the stone table.
I desperately want to capture the essence of it all, so that the stone table can chew it up, sort it out, and feed it directly to me.
But when I slapped it, I was so startled that I immediately grabbed the book, rolled it up, and hid it behind my back.
I didn't notice that the little ant fairy maid who usually cleans the yard had transformed into her real form and was sleeping in the crack of the stone table.
The little fairy maid was so startled by the sound that she jumped into the air, fell to the ground, and rubbed her eyes in a daze.
"Yuanhe, you're back."
"Chen Yi, I'm sorry."
"Hey, why don't you sleep somewhere else? I want to study here."
I felt a little bad for her, but I wanted her to know that I really wanted to study hard, so I peeked the books on my back out at her.
Chen Yi got up. "Oh, okay, I'll go tell Mu Zhu in a bit and tell her not to come here tonight."
She stared at the book and couldn't help but lick her lips.
"What book is this? It smells so sweet."
I gripped the book tightly in my hand. There was no way around it; this girl had the blood of a bookworm in her veins. Although she wouldn't eat books, she would lick them until they were covered in drool.
I shook my head.
"It's very important, I won't let you see it."
Chen Yi said "Oh," and obediently ran out of the pavilion. Then, she suddenly realized something and muttered to herself.
"Yes, Yuanhe is getting married. She should really learn those things..."
"Chen Yi!"
I snapped at her, a little angry at her lack of self-control.
Even the fairy maids in my own courtyard...
“Yuanhe,” Chen Yi was still lost in her own thoughts, offering her well-intentioned analysis.
"I heard that reading those books makes you thirsty, I'll bring you some divine wine later!"
"..." Speechless.
"Don't bother me, I don't want anything."
Me! I drink dew!
...
finally.
It fell silent.
I turned to the first page of "The Mysterious Observation of All Things".
The paper in Kaifeng is yellowed, and the handwriting is ancient and profound.
I took a deep breath, gathered my divine power, and my eyes shone brightly.
Get ready to conquer this transformation, the ultimate method of hide-and-seek.
I stared...
Taking another breath, I forced myself to endure the mysterious and intangible origin descriptions at the beginning of all the spellbooks, my face contorted in pain.
"The mind moves at will, the spirit vanishes into the void... mortal things descend to the dust, the spiritual abyss..."
I read it aloud.
Huh? Those two words sound familiar, Chenyuan...
I punched myself in the forehead.
Focus, focus, focus.
Let's look at one more line... two more lines... three more lines.
I felt I was getting into the swing of things, and I saw the characters start to sway. Isn't this what they call the unity of man and calligraphy?
Hey, I'm actually a perfect embodiment of the Chinese character for "person"!
Why are my eyelids drooping? Stop drooping, open them up and see clearly.
I tried to open my eyes, and then these words seemed to come over. They pushed themselves down, fell out of their radicals, and recombined with other words.
I saw them spell out brand new large letters:
Moxu Chenyuan.
Xie Jinhui.
I was stunned for a moment.
What do these mean? They seem very important, extremely important.
but……
My eyelids are getting heavier and heavier; something feels wrong.
The stone patterns on the stone table seemed to be dancing and swirling, gradually merging with my writing.
My arm felt like it was being held down by something heavy, and I was too lazy to move. I just wanted to figure out what these words were trying to say.
I'm sure I'm reading a book, even though there are so many words being broken down, combined, and jumping around.
However, the words turned into ink, and the ink gathered into a river, which then swirled into a huge whirlpool.
I felt only calm and languid, and tried my best to reach out and save the words.
However, the vortex passed right through me, and I felt so sleepy.
I heard a bang, and the book fell?
Where have I gotten myself into?
It was too quiet around me, so I opened my eyes.
The emptiness filled the surroundings, and it also filled my head.
For a moment, I truly thought that this was the first time I had woken up from a long sleep, the first time I had learned my own name.
Memories, like withered branches, entangled my emotionless self, yet in the blink of an eye, they shook off leaves and blossomed into flowers.
Puff puff puff, memories burst forth, and I'm alive again.
I am Yuan'e. I am learning the transformation technique and reading a book, but why are the names Mo Xuchenyuan and Xie Jinhui in the book?
Full of doubts, I wondered: Could it be that there's something wrong with the book Qingting gave me?
Or perhaps, someone is deliberately causing trouble?
No matter what, anyone who wastes my time is going against me. Even if they try to lock me up in emptiness, I will crush it.
I angrily chose a random direction and slashed out with a magic palm.
Heaven helped me; the emptiness shattered, revealing a vast expanse of swirling clouds.
As long as there are clouds, I can run by stepping on them.
However, once you step onto the clouds, there is a solid road beneath your feet.
This time, it seems even more complicated.
The void was enveloped by clouds and mist; the immortal power that was unleashed shot forward in a whirlwind, eventually disappearing without a trace and never returning.
I looked back at the gap that had been split open, taking it as the starting point, and the straight line opposite it was the target I was going to explore.
Peeling away the layers of clouds and passing through the thick fog, I soon saw a small, hill-shaped shadow emerge from the gradually thinning mist.
As you get closer, the shape of the mountain becomes even clearer.
It was as if a graceful fairy was sitting in some empty, hidden place, lying on an unseen table, holding a book whose title was illegible.
As I got closer, a surge of anger welled up inside me.
I recognized him. It was Xie Jinhui, the shameless one. Why did the book in his hand look so much like my "Myriad Manifestations of the Mysterious Observation"?
Look at his posture again, and then identify from the unseen environment the angles of the stone table and chairs that are extremely similar to those of the Qiushe Pavilion.
Haha, isn't this Qiushe Pavilion!
Xie Jinhui is despicable. He couldn't even wait three days before coming to my Qunshan Garden to cast spells and create obstacles, fooling all the immortals, and even stealing my books to read.
Utterly despicable!
I stride forward in anger, one hand on my hip, pointing at the treacherous fellow.
"Xie Jinhui, you broke the contract without cause, trespassed into the Mountain Garden, and stole my immortal techniques... You, you, you, if you have the guts, come at me."
When Xie Jinhui heard my voice, he seemed quite surprised. He looked up as if he had seen something new and exciting, his face full of joy and wonder.
He raised a finger to his lips and said gently, "Shh! Keep your voice down, I'm reading."
"Oh, Yuan'e, you're so impatient."
How can I not be anxious? How dare you pretend to be an innocent and cute little thing?
This is absolutely intolerable!
"That's my 'Myriad Manifestations of the Mysterious Observation,' what are you looking at? Give it back!" I yelled at him.
"Oh?" He looked up again, revealing the book title.
I couldn't see the book's title until he showed it to me this time.
The book's title is something like: The Art of Picking Up Light and Shadow.
Is it not "The Mysterious Pass of All Things"?
What's going on?
Amidst the confusion, a sudden wave of disorientation washed over him, as if Xie Jinhui was about to disappear, and the entire space twisted and blurred.
A thin blanket of warmth wafted from my shoulders and back, and I could almost hear Mu Zhu cursing: "You troublesome stone."
A moment later, everything became clear again, and I saw the book title changing.
Whether it's emotions or something else, it seems like the knot that was untied has been tied up again.
I asked, still a little dazed, "What book are you reading?"
He chuckled to himself and finalized the characters in the book.
It became three characters.
It seems to be a particularly beautiful ancient font.
I think I recognize the first character as...小 (xiao), and the second character as黄 (huang).
The third word, need I even say it?
I realized what was happening and spread my legs to slash him.
"Xie Jinhui, don't turn my book into some kind of mess."
"Yuan'e, don't move."
Xie Jinhui's anxiousness startled me.
Surprisingly, I obeyed and immediately stopped moving.
He quickly got up and helplessly waved his hand towards my feet.
A large, spiky rock suddenly appeared in front of me.
Thank goodness, if I had tripped like that, I would have fallen so hard I would have been blown away.
Xie Jinhui stood in a pavilion I couldn't see, rounding an unfamiliar corner, his figure floating in the clouds and mist.
They came toward me, word by word.
“Yuanhe, this isn’t Qunshan Garden, and I haven’t broken any contracts. You’re dreaming, you’re dreaming about…”
Dreaming? How could that be?
He successfully provoked my desire to argue, so I interrupted him.
"I was dreaming? Don't be ridiculous. I, Yuanhe, have never dreamed since I came out of the stone."
My master said I have the stubbornness of a rock, unable to comprehend illusions and dreams—a talent many fellow cultivators yearn for but cannot attain.
However, I also noticed something unusual. Xie Jinhui should be walking along the winding corridor, while the exit of Qiushe Pavilion is a straight, long stone path.
And then there was my sense of detachment just now, Mu Zhu's voice, and Xie Jinhui's voice that almost blurred and shattered...
All of this seems to be enough to prove it.
Was I really dreaming?
"How can I dream? Why do I dream?" I blurted out in confusion.
Xie Jinhui stopped at a corner and looked at me through the hazy mist.
"The goddess had thoughts, so she went there in a dream."
"Yuan'e, what are you thinking about?"
What am I thinking about? I'll think about it for a moment.
I have pondered beyond the dust and abyss!
Even if I have thought of Moxu Chenyuan, why do I dream of him?
No, no.
It wasn't that I dreamt about him; rather, it was that he discovered I was dreaming and took the opportunity to enter my dream.
Thinking about this, I felt even more terrified and quickly took a few steps back.
He made harsh remarks in a tone of great alarm.
"Xie Jinhui, you, you, don't come any closer! You still say you didn't breach the contract, but you've even come into my dreams to chase after me."
Why are you being so clingy?
I have thought about it, but my thoughts are of Moxu Chenyuan, not you.
Xie Jinhui chuckled.
He has no heart!
“Yuanhe, what you dreamed of is Moxu Chenyuan. You are right here right now, but you can’t see it.”
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