Chapter 376 Thirty-four thousand five hundred and sixty
Yun Qingqing tapped Xiao Changheng's brow with her fingertips and made a gesture with her other hand.
The Bagua plate on his waist suddenly lit up slightly, and a white light flew out, following the guidance of her fingertips and disappearing into the center of Xiao Changheng's eyebrows.
Yun Qingqing also separated a ray of spiritual consciousness and chased after the white light.
Her consciousness entered a strange and bizarre void.
There were distorted and changing lights and shadows all around, and some scenes could be vaguely seen flashing by. Yun Qingqing knew that this was from the depths of Xiao Changheng's consciousness. Those lights and shadows were the most difficult to reach in the depths of his consciousness, and even the thoughts that he had long forgotten.
Even with the help of Xuanyuan Tower, it was still extremely difficult to figure out the divination just now, but at least there was a clue. She knew that the answer was not in the outside world, but in himself.
This surprised her a little, but she also realized to some extent that in addition to having great luck, Xiao Changheng also had some secrets.
A white light with her own aura swayed slightly in front of her. Yun Qingqing's mind moved slightly, and her spiritual consciousness quickly chased in that direction.
The white light was the spiritual consciousness that she left in Xiao Changheng's amulet just in case. Because this spiritual consciousness had a bond with him to tide him over together, it was most suitable to be used for soul searching at this moment.
The spiritual consciousness seemed a little weak, but it was not a big deal. Yun Qingqing was not in a hurry to take it back, but continued to guide the white light to lead the way, exploring around in the depths of consciousness in this misty light and shadow.
I don’t know how much time passed.
The white light suddenly shook, and its forward trajectory changed sharply, flying straight in one direction.
Yun Qingqing quickly followed, but found that the light and shadow around him were getting less and less, and dimmer and dimmer, and soon fell into a cold and silent darkness.
This has reached the lowest level of his consciousness.
A spot of light suddenly appeared in the distance ahead. Yun Qingqing was cheered up and immediately sped up, heading straight for the spot of light.
The light spot gradually expanded into a source of light. It was clearly a cold white light, but it made her feel warm and at ease in the darkness.
Finally it got closer.
Yun Qingqing looked at the ball of light, carefully made a hand gesture, and a little light appeared on her fingertips and reached towards it.
The lowest level of conscious defense is often the strongest. She is not worried that she will be attacked by the soul power of ordinary people, but she has to be careful not to hurt the other party.
But just as her fingertips touched the light, her eyes blurred and the sky suddenly became bright.
When he came to his senses, he was already standing on the top of a mountain.
In front of you is a vast expanse of gorgeous flowers, and in the distance are green peaks of mountains that look like a giant dragon. Occasionally, a waterfall hangs down from a high place and disappears into the clouds halfway up the mountain.
The world was full of light and color, a dreamlike wonder she had never seen before. Strangely, she felt that the scenery was inexplicably familiar and intimate, and not unfamiliar.
Yun Qingqing looked at the three-tailed white fox jumping in the distance at the sea of flowers, and the colorful exotic birds flying in the sky, and suddenly realized that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was many times richer than that of her previous life!
It's just that because it is a projection of consciousness deep in the sea of consciousness, it is impossible to experience the spiritual energy personally.
...Where on earth is this place?
And why does it appear at the bottom of Xiao Changheng's consciousness?
Was it something he imagined?
But everything has its source; even a thought does not appear out of thin air.
What exactly does this scene at the bottom of his consciousness represent...
Yun Qingqing was confused and looked around slowly.
This is what Xiao Changheng is thinking about deep in his consciousness. He must be somewhere. She has to find him and bring him back before he can wake up.
Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of cold white from the corner of my eye.
Yun Qingqing suddenly turned her head and saw a cliff behind her. The cliff was low and unfathomable, and was covered by a thin mist.
On the edge of the cliff, there grows a pure white tree.
The jade branches and leaves are crystal clear in the sunlight, reflecting colorful colors.
When the breeze blows, the white jade-like leaves collide gently, making a tinkling sound as beautiful as the sound of nature.
Yun Qingqing stared at this rare and unparalleled beauty, feeling as if her heart was gently tapped by something.
She couldn't help but walk forward, slowly raised her hand, and stroked the pure white tree trunk.
The moment her fingertips touched the tree trunk, she suddenly felt as if her head was hit by a heavy hammer, and her headache was splitting!
The next moment, she suddenly opened her eyes, only to find that her consciousness had returned to her body. Xiao Changheng in front of her frowned, hummed softly, and slowly opened his eyes.
The headache that almost tore the soul apart just now has completely disappeared like an illusion.
Yun Qingqing was in a daze for only a moment, then she came to her senses and looked at Xiao Changheng who was sitting up with his hand on his forehead. Her heart tightened for some reason.
She grabbed Xiao Changheng's hand, felt his pulse, and stroked his forehead. Her eyes were filled with clarity. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with him, she slowly let out a breath.
She asked softly:
"How do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?"
"...I'm fine." Xiao Changheng's confused eyes regained clarity. He was slightly startled when he saw her worried face and frowned.
"Why do you look so bad..."
He suddenly shut up.
After a little thought, he realized that he had caused her trouble again.
A trace of self-blame flashed in Xiao Changheng's eyes. He subconsciously raised his hand and stroked Yun Qingqing's bloodless face, but saw her unconsciously shrank back.
His hand froze slightly, then he turned away calmly, holding his jaw and coughing softly:
"I'm sorry, I'm holding you back again."
"Nothing." Yun Qingqing frowned, suppressed the sudden irritation in her heart, and reached out to help him up.
"Since I said I would protect you, I should fulfill my promise. Don't mention such things again in the future."
Xiao Changheng stood up with her, looked at her deeply, and said nothing more.
Yun Qingqing frowned and thought, and was about to ask Xiao Changheng a few questions when a weak voice suddenly sounded beside him.
"Master Yun... Ahem, Master Yun, may I ask..."
The Seven Stars Hall ancestor who had been waiting for a long time finally found an opportunity to speak: "How many rounds of the Qimen Dunjia formation you just used?"
He asked this question cautiously, but he didn't know that the elders and disciples watching outside the tower were all watching him. They all took a deep breath.
But no one dared to say anything. That was the ancestor! How could a disciple make irresponsible remarks?
However, he was too polite to Yun Qingqing!
No, it's more than just politeness. His tone is actually very respectful, right?
Speaking of which...it seems that ever since the Regent fainted and Yun Qingqing started to tell fortunes, the old ancestor's attitude has become a little strange.
So the problem still lies with Yun Qingqing. Where does this girl come from?
Several elders looked at each other in shock, but they discovered one more problem than the disciples.
The old ancestor never took off his hood when he met people. Now that the hood is up, he doesn't care at all, right?
Or was it that Yun Qingqing made him care so much that he was willing to show her true face?
At this moment, several elders felt quite itchy in their hearts, because they had never seen the true face of the ancestor, and after he lifted his hood, his back was facing the light curtain, so they could not see it.
It's really frustrating.
Several elders were staring at the old ancestor's back when Yun Qingqing spoke calmly:
"Total: 34,560 games."
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