After leaving Xinghui's room, Li Xi sighed with a worried expression, her heart filled with doubts and anxieties.
Seeing her distressed expression, Qingran quickly ran over from the corner and asked with concern, "What's wrong? What did Xinghui say to you?"
Li Xi shook her head helplessly, a hint of confusion and bewilderment in her eyes, and slowly said, "He told me that if the elves here want to descend to the mortal world, they must pass through the Three Lives Stone. Once they pass through the Three Lives Stone, they will be reincarnated as humans."
Furthermore, every elf who travels to the mortal realm is placed under a restriction, meaning that only after they die in the mortal world can they recall everything from their past life and return to the elven realm, perhaps even ascending to immortality!
After saying these words, she once again fell into deep thought.
So what am I then?
Is it just an absurd dream created by a soul from another world?
When will we finally wake up from this dream?
At this moment, she could no longer distinguish between reality and illusionary dreams.
All of this left her feeling incredibly confused and lost, as if she were in a fog, unable to find any way out...
Upon hearing this, Qingran's eyes widened in disbelief.
She covered her mouth slightly, surprised, and said, "Is that so? Then... then does that mean that once I go down to the mortal world, I have to forget everything and start over? And I can only come back after I die?"
Li Xi nodded heavily, her brows furrowed, her worry deepening.
"I don't want to go to the mortal realm. I prefer to stay in Green Valley." Qingran quickly waved her hand, shaking her head like a rattle drum.
Li Xi gave a wry smile and nodded understandingly.
Since you can't wake up, you might as well stay here.
"Come on, now that you're back, stay here and relax. I'll show you around."
Qingran, holding Li Xi's hand, skipped and hopped towards the depths of Green Valley.
On the other side, Qin Xiaolin had been wandering in darkness since entering the dream, unable to find an exit for a long time.
The surroundings were so quiet that he could only hear his own breathing and heartbeat, and a nameless loneliness and fear began to spread in his heart.
Suddenly, a faint light appeared ahead, like the brightest star in the night sky, guiding the way.
Qin Xiaolin was overjoyed and quickened his pace towards the light.
As he got closer, he discovered that the light was coming from an ancient stone door, with words faintly flashing between the cracks.
He carefully pushed open the stone door, and an ancient and mysterious aura rushed towards him. Suddenly, a breathtaking view opened up before him—a secret realm that resembled a fairyland.
Just as Qin Xiaolin was curious about the beautiful scenery, an old man dressed in white and wearing a jade crown slowly walked over with a smile on his face.
His steps were steady and elegant, as if he were one with the natural environment around him.
"Young Master, welcome back." The old man's voice was gentle, carrying a sense of kindness and respect.
Qin Xiaolin was stunned. He looked at the old man with a puzzled expression, his eyes filled with confusion.
Countless questions welled up in my mind, intertwined like a tangled mess.
"Who are you? Why do you call me Young Master? And where is this place?"
Qin Xiaolin's tone was filled with confusion and wariness, as he tried to find some clues from the old man's answer.
The old man was slightly taken aback, a look of surprise appearing on his face, but he quickly regained his composure.
He gently raised his hand and pointed to a stone tablet with intricate patterns carved on it not far away.
"This is the sacred land of the Dragon Clan, Dragon Hidden Valley." The old man's voice revealed a hint of solemnity and pride.
Dragon race? This term was both unfamiliar and mysterious to Qin Xiaolin.
He stared wide-eyed at the old man in disbelief, his mind a complete mess.
"What... what does this mean?" Qin Xiaolin's voice became stammering.
He tried to understand what was happening before his eyes, but felt utterly confused.
The old man sighed, his gaze becoming profound. "I never expected that the young master is still a mortal. It seems that you have experienced many hardships in the mortal realm, and the power of your memories and bloodline has not yet awakened."
Qin Xiaolin's heart skipped a beat.
The mortal realm? He looked down at himself; this was beyond his comprehension.
It seems that Master Huang was right; in dreams, one is easily misled by Xiaoxi's inner demons.
This might be the illusion his inner demons had created for him.
Thinking of this, he gripped the Mind-Clearing Bead tightly in his hand, trying to calm himself down and escape from this absurd dream.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the scenery around him did not become blurry.
Instead, it became clearer and clearer, and even every breath of air seemed to be filled with a real texture.
The old man seemed to sense his inner struggle and slowly said, "Young master, do not be deceived by these appearances. This is not a dream. You belong to this world."
Upon hearing this, his doubts deepened.
But unable to find a way out for the time being, he could only follow the old man and act according to the situation.
Tongfu Inn
Two days have passed since Qin Xiaolin entered the dream, and naturally, neither of them showed any signs of waking up.
Huang Banxian set up a "guide" formation in the room to ensure that Qin Xiaolin would not get lost when he returned.
"Miss Lan, how are Miss Xi and the others?" Sun Tiantian brought in breakfast.
"He's still not awake." Lan Xiaoxi sat on the edge of the bed with a worried look on her face, gently stroking Li Xi's face. "I don't know what he was dreaming about, his brows are always furrowed."
Sun Tiantian placed the tray on the table and comforted her, "Good people are always protected by heaven. Miss Xi will definitely be safe and sound."
As they were talking, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Huang Banxian walked in.
He glanced at Qin Xiaolin on the bed, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
"Strange, the formation I set up didn't work..." Huang Banxian muttered to himself.
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiaoxi immediately stood up from the bedside and asked nervously, "Master Huang, are you saying that Xiaoxi and the others did not return along the path you envisioned?"
Huang Banxian stroked his goatee, his brow furrowed: "Logically speaking, even if they are lost in their dreams, my 'guiding' formation should be able to lead them back to reality. But now it seems that the situation is somewhat beyond my expectations."
Hongying also put down her work and stepped forward: "Could it be that they are too deeply immersed in their dream to sense the power of the formation?"
Huang Banxian shook his head, his expression grave: "No matter how deep the dream, as long as there is a thought, one should be able to follow the clues I left behind to return. Unless... unless they encountered some special circumstances, or were trapped by some force..."
Meng Zhelan, still not reassured, took their pulses again.
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