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Du Heng had a long dream, in which all kinds of bizarre scenes appeared before his eyes. His body was floating and he felt drowsy.
He was a little dazed, his body was very stiff. His brows were slightly furrowed, and he felt like he was being possessed by a ghost.
Of course, ordinary people would indeed experience various discomforts after leaving their physical bodies for tens of thousands of years. It was a blessing that he could still control his body. This was all due to the environment he was in. Even with his eyes closed, he could feel the warm spiritual energy passing through his skin to nourish his body.
After struggling for a while, he finally opened his eyes. His vision was a little blurry, and it took him a while to see clearly what was in front of him.
There were countless bright lights hanging in front of his eyes, which looked like small lamps. However, if he looked closely, those lights were not lamps. They were clusters of feathers, each feather was one foot in diameter, and they were flying slowly in the air in clusters, lighting up the dark night sky.
Du Heng turned over and felt something soft underneath him. He reached out and touched it, and found pieces of gorgeous feathers. The feathers were golden in color and smelled like a faint scent of incense.
Du Heng... No, he should be called Qing Heng now.
Qing Heng still had some vision. He could tell at a glance that what he was holding in his hand was none other than the Phoenix Feather. He propped himself up and sat up. When he saw the environment he was in, his pupils shrank. Feathers were everywhere he saw. Large pieces of feathers were falling from his body. He was in a sea of feathers!
Looking at these hairs, Qing Heng smiled: "Xixi..."
He just had a long dream. In the dream, his name was Qingheng.
He was poor and lived by picking up treasures from the ruins. By chance, he picked up a skinny little fox, and he named it Nan Nan. Later, he picked up a bald but very bad-tempered little chicken, and he named it Xi Xi. Later, he also picked up a green little snake as long as a chopstick, and named it Xiao Yu.
Nan Nan loves to show off and licks her gray fur every day; Xixi is a little fussy and stingy, and howls loudly when touched; the hairless Xiaoyu is bullied by Nan Nan and Xixi every day... Their family lives together noisily and happily, and their life is getting better and better.
He struggled to stand up, and after looking around, he found himself in a transparent barrier, outside of which seemed to be a palace.
Qingheng staggered out of the egg-shaped barrier, and when he looked back at the barrier, he had a subtle feeling in his heart. He felt that the barrier with lights on and phoenix feathers looked like... a grave.
Ah, yes, it is indeed a grave. He has died twice.
Qing Heng stumbled forward, he pushed open the door, the bright sunshine shone in from outside, he stretched out his hand to block the dazzling light. After a while, he put down his hand. He stepped over the high threshold and stood outside the tall palace, looking at the blue sky and white clouds above his head, his trance became more serious.
For a moment, he didn't know where he was. But fortunately, he saw the formation on the square below the steps. Qing Heng recognized it at a glance. Isn't this... the Zhoutian Xingchen Formation? Speaking of which, this formation was created by him.
He sat on the steps, staring at the star array in a daze, still thinking about his dream.
In the dream, he was also a chef named Du Heng from another world. He could make many snacks and delicious meals. He lived in a small village with the three demon gods and the little phoenix Xiaoxiao...
Qing Heng rubbed his temples. He probably understood his situation. He died twice and came back to life. Qing Heng was him, and Du Heng was also him. He was in the sage temple behind the village...
Don't ask Qingheng what his mood is at this moment. If you ask, it's complicated. It's hard to describe his thoughts in a few words.
Perhaps it was because of Qing Heng's aura that the Zhou Tian Xing Chen formation was ablaze with spiritual light, and the stars in the formation could be seen even in broad daylight. Qing Heng felt the spiritual energy overflowing from the formation, and his mind was still dizzy. He wanted to find a place to be quiet and sort out his thoughts.
Walking on the corridor beside the Saint Temple, Qingheng recalled every moment he had spent with the three little ones.
After picking up the three little ones, Qing Heng's luck became very good. Once when he went to explore the ruins in the Chaos Sea, he got three beads. These three beads made him reborn and his cultivation improved rapidly. Not only did he benefit, but even the three little ones benefited.
Nan Nan changed from a skinny fox to a nine-tailed fox with shiny fur; Xi Xi changed from a bald chicken to a furry little phoenix; Xiao Yu grew horns and wings.
Qingheng had always dreamed that one day the three little ones would be able to transform, but there were too many monsters in the world of cultivation, and before Qingheng could transform, the monsters had already opened the passage to the Taixu world.
Qing Heng remembered how he died the first time. The cultivators said that someone needed to close the passage to the Great Void Realm to save him. Qing Heng looked at the three little creatures fighting with the demon cultivators, and all he could think about was not letting them get into trouble.
He jumped down, and the strong wind blew on his body, which hurt him terribly. When he devoted all his cultivation, the three little ones' cute appearance appeared in his mind. He thought that if they could survive, he would be satisfied.
His soul was torn apart by the strong wind, and most of it floated to other caves in the Chaos Sea. In that cave, he experienced more than one life. Qingheng could not remember those reincarnations very clearly. What he remembered most clearly was the days when he was Du Heng.
Du Heng thought he was a chef from another world, but he didn't know that Taixu World was his starting point.
Qing Heng walked out of the Saint Temple. The barrier outside the Saint Temple was covered with heavy snow. He didn't know how long he had slept, nor did he know what time it was. Looking around, it was so quiet that only his breathing could be heard.
Qing Heng looked at the small village in the valley. He saw the bright roof of Feng Gui's house, as well as Xuan Yu and Jing Nan's houses. Subconsciously, he walked along the path towards the small village.
When he passed through the bamboo forest covered with snow, the image of Du Heng being beaten to death by bamboo appeared in his mind. Qing Heng reached out and patted the bamboos on the roadside: "I'm back."
The Pei bamboos shook off the remaining snow on their bodies, and they swayed their branches, making a rustling sound as if to welcome Qing Heng. When Du Heng left, the monsters besieged the village, and many of the bamboos in the Pei bamboo forest burst in order to beat the monsters. At this time, the beads were still green and tall, with no signs of breakage at all.
Du Heng's natal spiritual plant is Pei Bamboo, and few people know that Qing Heng's natal spiritual plant is also Pei Bamboo. Seeing the familiar bamboo, Qing Heng smiled and narrowed his eyes. At this moment, the trance disappeared, and Qing Heng and Du Heng finally became one.
Du Heng muttered: "You hit me so hard even though you knew it was me." This was too much. It was clearly his own spiritual plant, but it didn't even show any mercy when it attacked him.
The bamboo forest in Pei made a crackling sound, and Du Heng felt that the bamboo forest was laughing.
Passing through the bamboo forest, Du Heng saw Nan Nan's house. There was a big hole in the roof of Nan Nan's house, but the formation in the yard was still intact. Du Heng saw a branch full of yellow and orange snow pears sticking out from the wall. Without Nan Nan to take care of the fruit trees, these fruit trees grew too randomly. Look, they all stretched out of the wall.
There was snow outside the courtyard wall, but inside the courtyard wall was full of life. Du Heng was filled with pride, as his Nan Nan finally had fruits to eat all year round.
I still remember one day when Qingheng brought back two fruits from outside. Xixi and Xiaoyu both loved to eat that fruit. When Qingheng thought the three little ones were going to fight again, Nannan licked her lips and pushed the fruit away, turning her head proudly: "One fruit is nothing. In the future, I will plant many, many fruit trees, so that we will have fruits to eat all year round!"
The lazy Nan Nan in Qing Heng's memory and the lazy but smart Jing Nan demon god in Du Heng's impression merged together. Du Heng felt his eyes moisten: "Our Nan Nan is really great."
Du Heng reached out and plucked a snow pear from the branch. The pear was in perfect shape. It was heavy and exuded a sweet fragrance. Du Heng took a bite and found it crisp and sweet! It was so sweet that his eyes narrowed.
With a sweep of his spiritual sense, Du Heng knew that there was no one else in the village except him. Qing Heng was a saint, and his cultivation was much stronger than that of the half-baked Du Heng.
While chewing on a pear, Du Heng passed by Xixi's house. Looking at the golden roof, Du Heng thought of the bold words Xixi had said when she was a child.
He was very poor at that time. One time, the roof of his house was leaking again. Xixi went to Qingheng's arms and muttered: "When I grow up, I will build the best house in the world!"
Qingheng couldn't remember how he responded to Xixi at that time, but now it seemed that Xixi had fulfilled his childhood wish.
Du Heng felt a slight pain in his heart. He couldn't imagine how the three little ones survived after he was gone. How did they become the three great demon gods? They described it lightly to Du Heng, but Qing Heng could imagine all the risks they had experienced with his toes.
After passing Xixi's house, Du Heng saw the three acres of land he had cultivated. At this time, the land was full of weeds, and the weeds were covered with residual snow. The vegetables he had planted had long disappeared. After being trampled by monsters and covered by winter snow, there was not much left.
The pear was so cold that Du Heng took a few bites and then held it in his hand. He stood in front of his and Xiaoyu's house. The house looked fine, and the formation in the yard was also flickering slightly. But the gate of the yard was tattered and looked a bit decadent.
Also, an animal might have gotten into the house, as the snow at the door was compacted and had countless footprints on it.
Du Heng stood at the door for a long time, his eyes slightly moist. His Xiaoyu also got married, and he remembered that Xiaoyu's childhood wish was to be happy with her lover.
At that time, everyone laughed at Xiaoyu, saying that he had a crush on someone at such a young age! Du Heng still remembers the shy look in Xiaoyu's eyes when she looked at him. It turned out that Xiaoyu had already been attracted to him at that time.
This is his home. He and Xiaoyu have stayed here for several months. He knows every brick and tile and every stitch in the house clearly.
Qingheng never thought that his Taoist partner would be Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu was patient and attached to him. Qingheng really cared more about him than Nannan and Xixi. But he didn't expect that Xiaoyu had such a deep admiration for him. It was great that he also loved Xiaoyu.
Standing at the door of his house, Du Heng was overwhelmed with emotions. He wished Xiaoyu could open the gate, stand at his door with a smile, and say something to him.
Just as Du Heng was thinking this, the gate moved and several heads popped out from the gate: "Ga——"
Du Heng was stunned when he took a closer look. They were several gray-white swans! If they were not Du Heng's geese, then who else could they be?! The leading one had a clump of white hair on its head. It was Du Heng who pulled it out of its shell!
Du Heng was delighted: "Dabai!! Dabai!!"
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The goose stretched its neck and called to Du Heng a few times. After confirming their eye contact, it and its friends flapped their wings and ran out of the yard to greet Du Heng. Du Heng hadn't seen his geese for several months, ever since they flew away from Dongji Mountain.
It turned out that they flew into the village! Du Heng thought they would go to a warmer place with their other friends. Unexpectedly, they actually remembered their hometown! When they left, they were locked in a cave by Du Heng. How did they find their home accurately?
Du Heng's nose was sour, and he touched the heads of the geese one by one. He rummaged through his sleeves to take out some magical rice or tender vegetable leaves to feed the geese, but after rummaging a few times, he realized that his current body was his original body, and he didn't have any of Du Heng's storage bags with him.
Du Heng could only greet Dabai and the others with regret: “I’m sorry…” As soon as he finished speaking, Du Heng suddenly remembered something - no, he is a saint now, practicing formations and growing vegetables is no problem for him!
The barrier of the village was raised again, and the light blue barrier enveloped the village. Du Heng once thought that this was impossible, but now he could do it without any pressure. He saw the ice and snow in the barrier melt, the weeds turned into soil, and the green grass poked its head out of the soil...
The geese were very happy, and they waddled to the field to eat the tender grass. Du Heng smiled at their backs, then turned around and opened the gate.
I thought I would see a mess, but the yard was still clean and tidy. The geese must live under the eaves, because there were a lot of goose feathers there.
Pushing open the kitchen door, the kitchen was clean, his stove and dining table were still in place, and even the nest he had lived in for years was still in the corner. But the refrigerator in the corner was gone, Du Heng sighed, wondering if Xiaoyu and the others had moved his refrigerator and oven out from the Wanzong Ruins.
He walked around the downstairs and saw Xiaoyu everywhere. Thinking of Xiaoyu's cautious approach and his unreserved love, Du Heng felt a little sour in his nose. He missed Xiaoyu.
In the room on the second floor, the bedding he and Xiaoyu had slept on was still the same as when they left. Du Heng sat on the edge of the bed for a while, and he could still smell Xiaoyu's scent on the bedding.
I wonder where Xiaoyu and the others are now. Will they return to the village? After calming down, Du Heng was worried. He left the three little ones twice. They must be mad, right? If they meet again, what should he say?
Du Heng rolled around on the bed. He really wanted to see Xiaoyu and the others, but where were they now? Du Heng had no idea at all.
At this time, a long cow cry came from outside the door: "Moo——"
Du Heng turned over from the bed, he stood by the window and looked down, he saw a water blue bream standing at the gate of the courtyard. The bream raised its head towards Du Heng: "Moo——"
Du Heng ran down from the upstairs quickly: "Cow!" The big head of the carp rubbed against the palm of Du Heng's hand. Its big eyes were wet, and it stretched out its blue-black tongue to lick the palm and back of Du Heng's hand.
Du Heng happily touched the head of the 鯥兽: "So you are here too, I thought you were gone."
The bream was panting heavily, and Du Heng scratched its head cheerfully: "There are no salted duck eggs. Something happened to me, and I came back alone. Niu'er, do you know where Nan Nan and the others are now?"
The 鯥 beast could not speak, it could only rub its big head against Du Heng's body. After Du Henghu touched him for a while, he said to himself: "I miss them so much..."
Du Heng walked aimlessly on the path at the door, with the breams and geese following him slowly. Du Heng was confused now. He didn't know how long he had slept, and where Jing Nan and the others were. He thought that if he couldn't find them, he would stay in the village now. Or he could go to the Feather Tribe to look for them?
After a while, Du Heng walked to the peach forest in the south. He looked at the forest casually: "Why are there still so many trees..."
The peach trees were still the same as when he left, and even the taro he planted under the peach forest was about the same number as when he left. However, the taro had grown old, leaving only bulging mounds of soil.
Du Heng dug up a mound of earth at random, and found a large taro hidden inside the mound, which was one foot long and three inches thick. He smiled: "I didn't expect it to grow. I thought it wouldn't grow..."
No! That's not right! Taro is not a perennial plant! If it is not dug out in time, it will rot in the ground! Du Heng's heart began to beat wildly - could it be that he didn't sleep for long? !
Looking at the white snow outside the barrier, it was winter now. Wasn't it also winter when he came out of the Wanzong ruins? !
After thinking this through, Du Heng could no longer sit still. He thought Xiaoyu and the others should still be in Shenxu Palace! He wanted to go to Shenxu Palace! Now! He couldn't wait even a moment!
Du Heng turned and looked at Niu'er: "Niu'er, can you go to the human world?!" After asking this, Du Heng immediately denied his own words. No matter how fast Niu'er was, it would take several days to cross the Dongji Mountain.
Suddenly, he thought of the Zhoutian Star Array in his mind! He was the one who owned the Star Array! In addition to deduction, the Star Array had another most powerful feature, which was that it could locate. Combining the Star Array with Qingheng's own cultivation, he could build a teleportation array anywhere in the Taixu Realm!
Du Heng flew towards the Sage Temple. He was slow when going down the mountain, but he was like a ray of light when going up the mountain. When he rushed to the Sage Temple, the Zhoutian Star Array was still rotating slowly.
Du Heng stepped onto the star formation and felt Du Heng's spiritual energy. Starlight flashed on the stone tablets around the star formation. Du Heng waved his long sleeves. He hadn't used the star formation for many years. This formation was obviously strengthened. He hoped that he could still control it.
If you want to control the formation, you must understand who strengthened the formation. Du Heng's spiritual energy swirled, and he quickly entered the star formation. He stepped on the stars, and the past and present lives of the star formation appeared in front of him.
He was right in his guess. This formation was indeed created by him. At that time, he and Wuwang searched through ancient books to predict the locations of monsters and built this star formation.
As the stars moved, a person in green clothes and silver hair appeared in the middle of the star formation. Du Heng looked closely and realized who it was but Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu brought the stone tablets and polished them piece by piece. He, Nannan and Xixi set the formation and placed the stone tablets, and finally the star formation became what it is now.
What was Xiaoyu doing to reinforce the star array? Du Heng was puzzled. He slowed down the speed of the stars and heard the conversation between Xiaoyu and Nannan.
Jing Nan said, "Think it through. Even if Qing Heng is still alive, he has become a remnant soul. The Chaos Sea is so big that it will be harder to find him than to find a needle in a haystack. The price you have to pay is terrible."
Xuan Yu said word by word: "I'm not afraid. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I don't want to give up."
Xiaoyu stood in the center of the formation, searching for Qingheng's breath bit by bit. The stars were spinning around him, and his spiritual energy was absorbed by the formation like flowing water. This scene looked spectacular, but Du Heng now knew how dangerous it was. Even Qingheng did not dare to put all his spiritual energy into the star formation. If the formation backfired, the person who cast the formation would be seriously injured or even killed!
Xuan Yu doesn’t want to live anymore!
As expected, Du Heng was right. Xuan Yu's body swayed and he knelt on one knee. A flash of light appeared on his body and a beautiful green dragon appeared in the formation.
Even after transforming into his original form, Xuan Yu still refused to give up the search. As the spiritual energy drained away, Qing Long ran out of energy. At this moment, the Star Formation began to backfire, and bloody scales fell from the dragon's body one by one. Not long after, half of Xuan Yu's scales fell beside him.
The formation absorbed the spiritual energy on the scales, and the beautiful green scales turned into something slightly transparent like plastic. The spiritual light from the star spell swept the scales away, and the scales that lost their spiritual energy became fragile.
Feng Gui and Jing Nan couldn't bear to watch it any longer. They rushed in and dragged Xuan Yu away: "Enough! Do you want to die?! Enough!"
In the following years, Xuan Yu insisted on coming to divine. The formation devoured his spiritual energy and peeled off his dragon scales piece by piece... Every time, Jing Nan and Feng Gui dragged him away mercilessly.
Du Heng recalled the deep "plastic" he stepped on when he first came to the Saint Temple. His tears fell down, and he was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe. It turned out that those were Xiaoyu's scales, and he didn't know it until now!
His Xiaoyu spent eight thousand years in the star array to divine his glimmer of hope! Every year he felt pain like cramps and skin peeling, but he knew nothing about it!
Xuan Yu's phantom in the star array fell down countless times, covered in blood, but stood up countless times. Du Heng wanted to travel through time and space to tell him, don't look for him anymore, it's meaningless. Don't do anything that hurts yourself!
Xuan Yu once said to him: He had prayed for his appearance for ten thousand years! So, is this what Xiao Yu meant by praying? !
It's not worth it! Qing Heng is just a mere figure. It's not worth Xiaoyu spending so much time and energy to ask for it! His Xiaoyu should have had supreme glory and a bright future. But because of a dead man like him, she wasted her youth and years here!
Du Heng burst into tears. He knelt down in the star array crying, "Is it worth it?!"
Xuan Yu and the others' firm voices came: "It's worth it!"
Du Heng looked up blankly. He saw the faces of Xuan Yufenggui, Jing Nan and the other two in the star formation. Du Heng didn't know who they were facing. The star formation could reflect the deepest obsessions in people's hearts. Anyone who came into the formation would have their obsessions reflected by the formation.
Du Heng's tears flowed even more violently, and drops of tears fell into the formation. He heard a voice: "I want to go home..."
This is...his own voice!
Du Heng looked in the direction of the sound and saw the scene when Qing Heng fell for the first time. He fell into a bottomless passage, his soul was dissipating, and the light emitted by the three beads in his hands was getting dimmer and dimmer.
Qing Heng faced the sky above the passage, and the star array faithfully recorded his thoughts at the time. Before Qing Heng disappeared, his last obsession was summed up in two words - go home.
When he returned home, there were three little ones waiting for him. At home were Nan Nan, Xi Xi and Xiao Yu, whom he loved deeply. Even though they were poor, the four of them could live together peacefully.
But Qing Heng couldn't even realize this simplest idea. It wasn't because he was willful, nor did he intentionally abandon the three little ones. It was because if he didn't do this, none of the three little ones would survive.
Du Heng remembered his thoughts when he fell for the first time. He could die, but Nan Nan and the others could not die. They had to live well and see this beautiful world on his behalf.
However, what Qingheng didn't expect was that the moment he jumped, the three little ones no longer had a home. The home that Qingheng couldn't return to became the home that they couldn't return to either.
"Qing Heng--" A heart-wrenching cry came from the formation, and Du Heng looked up with tears in his eyes. He saw the scene after his death, and saw Jing Nan leaping down in the strong gale.
The passage was slowly closing, but Jing Nan went to Qing Heng's body deep in the passage without hesitation. Nine-tailed Fox had scars from the strong wind, and his tails broke one by one. When he rushed to Qing Heng and opened his mouth to grab Qing Heng, three of his tails were broken. The bright red blood dyed half of Jing Nan's fur red, and also dyed Du Heng's eyes red.
When he turned around with all his strength, two of the remaining six long tails broke at the same time. Jing Nan gritted his teeth in pain, blood and tears flew down from the corners of his eyes.
Du Heng was so heartbroken that he couldn't bear to watch it any longer. His Nan Nan loved beauty the most. Since she had nine long tails, she had to spend a long time every day taking care of them. She would feel sad for a long time if a hair fell off. But he cut off five tails for a dying person like him. How painful it must be for Nan Nan!
If it was just a temporary pain, it would be fine, but Nan Nan has been in pain for so many years. It hurts to have a broken tail, but it hurts to have a long tail! How did the delicate Nan Nan hold on?
Why did they let the three little ones go through all this? ! Du Heng burst into tears: "It's not worth it!"
He jumped so that they could live well, not live in pain!
In the picture, Nan Nan was exhausted and had no strength left. At this time, a big furry bird flew over the passage. It was Xixi!
Xixi grabbed Jingnan's neck and flew up desperately. The strong wind blew, and the hair on his body flew away like dandelion fluff... If Du Heng saw this scene at other times, he would definitely laugh. However, at this moment, not only could he not laugh, but he cried so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.
Du Heng thought of the grave where he woke up. Was that where all the hanging fluff came from? Did his rebirth cost them such a terrible price? !
He hated it so much! He hated that he would not let the three of them rest in peace even after his death. He felt so ashamed! When he was Du Heng, he enjoyed their care with peace of mind, but he did not care about their past. He regretted it so much! He regretted that he was useless and knew nothing when they needed him the most.
Du Heng burst into tears. If he had known this would happen, he would have left with his family! How could the three little ones he held in his arms and cherished in his heart be so stupid? !
At this moment, Du Heng felt that he could not breathe due to the pain. Even if he was blown to death by the strong wind twice in the passage, it would not be one ten-thousandth of the pain he felt at this moment.
How can he express his love and reluctance to part with them? And how can he make up for the pain and suffering they have endured over the years?
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