Chapter 420: We've Turned the Game Back
The round and shining stone egg gradually changed its shape in full view of everyone.
First it gradually became elongated, then it grew a pair of wings, and later another pair.
The two pairs of wings grew bigger and bigger, blooming with brilliant light, and finally, under the gaze of everyone, they turned into a butterfly half the height of a human.
The butterfly slowly flapped its colorful wings, circling gracefully and elegantly in the air for several circles, circling around Yun Qingqing.
Yun Qingqing looked at the butterfly with deep eyes and spoke softly.
"Qianlong...where is your master?"
The butterfly circled around her again and headed for her wrist. After a flash of light, it turned into a birthmark-like mark and became silent again.
The difference from the previous one was that this mark was colorful, clearly a smaller version of the butterfly just now, and it no longer absorbed Yun Qingqing's spiritual power and merits.
Qingpingzi and several elders watched all this in amazement, until this moment, when they finally came to their senses.
Taoist Qingpingzi sighed:
"Little Daoist Yun is indeed the man in the legend... What was the name of that butterfly you just mentioned?"
"Qianlong Fantasy Butterfly..." Yun Qingqing whispered, "It is the last fantasy butterfly in the world, and it is Qi Mo's spiritual pet."
When the old Taoists heard the last sentence, their faces changed and they looked at each other.
Before they could ask, a soft laugh suddenly came from the cave, and a clear voice echoed in the empty cave.
"You're finally here! You kept me waiting so long~!"
The Taoists gasped and turned around hastily to look around, whisks clenched in their hands in alertness.
Qingchenzi suddenly pointed at the statue and said:
"Look! The statue of the founder...!"
Only then did everyone realize that the statue was actually glowing faintly.
The light emanated from the entire body of the statue, then gradually shrank and gathered at the center of the eyebrows. Finally, a spot of light emerged from the center of the eyebrows, came in front of Yun Qingqing, and turned into a human figure.
Several Taoist priests gasped in shock.
"Grandmaster!"
"This... is a trace of spiritual consciousness left by the ancestor!"
"God has eyes, the ancestor has appeared!"
The old Taoists, led by Qingpingzi, knelt down one after another.
This man's clothing and appearance are exactly the same as the statue. He is undoubtedly the founder of their Tianxuan Sect!
Qi Mo is his Taoist name!
That's why everyone was so surprised when Yun Qingqing said the name Qi Mo just now.
But the spiritual consciousness came in front of Yun Qingqing, knelt down and saluted as a disciple, looked up at her with a bright smile, and a hint of cunning:
"Master! You are back after all... I should be the winner this time, right?"
"Qi Mo..."
Yun Qingqing put her hands behind her back, lowered her eyes, looked at him intently, and breathed lightly.
This is her most mischievous disciple, and also the most creative one. He loves to do all kinds of weird things all day long and is keen on setting traps for her, his master.
Of course I have never succeeded. I get punished terribly every time, but I still dare to do it next time.
The statue looked exactly like Qi Mo, but the serious and dignified expression had nothing to do with him.
However, when Yun Qingqing saw the statue and had her spiritual power absorbed by the strange egg, the familiar feeling of a little expert in digging pits was already coming to her mind, so she just let it go.
Yun Qingqing had a thousand thoughts in her mind. She slowly stretched out a hand. Qi Mo's spirit grinned and chuckled, then he stood up with her hand. However, his soul could not actually touch a living person, so he just pretended to help.
"Master, it should be successful this time, right? Did it scare you?" After Qi Mo stood up, he was still asking the question that concerned him most.
Yun Qingqing curled her lips slightly and nodded slightly:
"Well, you win this time."
Qi Mo smiled like a child:
"Master said that if I can win, you have to agree to one condition. Then I'll ask you to take good care of Qianlong for me from now on!"
Yun Qingqing frowned slightly:
"Where is your real body?"
"Well..." Qi Mo touched the back of his head, "I probably don't know how many lives I've been through..."
“……” Yun Qingqing rubbed her eyebrows.
Two thousand years ago, spiritual energy began to dry up, and she had long understood that her old friends had probably passed away one by one with the end of the times.
The disciple's spirit was standing before her, just as smart, lively and demanding as it had been more than two thousand years ago, which inevitably gave her some hope.
"Master, don't be sad," Qi Mo blinked his starry eyes, took out a handkerchief with some strange stuff stuck on it from his arms, and spoke obediently.
"Master, if you want to cry, just cry. Ah Mo will help you wipe your tears..."
Yun Qingqing: "...get out."
"Hehe, okay~" Qi Mo chuckled regretfully, stuffed the handkerchief into his arms, and retreated swiftly.
Yun Qingqing took a deep breath and decided to ask the most important question first:
"You also knew that I would come back? How did you know?"
When she was in the Seven Stars Palace, she realized that Ji Xuanyuan had predicted that she would return to this world one day.
This unreliable disciple now obviously does the same thing, and he even left a wisp of spiritual consciousness here waiting for him.
Qi Mo's eyes were blank for a moment, and he said:
"All the disciples know that I don't have much time, so let's not talk about this for now. All disciples of Tianxuan Sect, listen to my orders!"
Qing Pingzi and the others were standing by with their magic sticks in a daze, watching this amazing scene. Upon hearing this, they quickly responded, "Disciple is here!"
Qi Mo curled his lips and smiled: "Take good care of Master for me, or I will punish you for the crime of betraying your master and ancestors!"
"Disciple obeys your command!" everyone responded hurriedly.
Yun Qingqing: “…”
She really wanted to complain about how this spiritual consciousness that was so weak that was about to dissipate had the confidence to threaten these disciples.
But my heart ached and I couldn't say anything.
After Qi Mo used his seniority to bully his disciples and made harsh remarks, he looked at Yun Qingqing with a smile:
"Master, you must travel more in the world. They have left something for you..."
Yun Qingqing felt her heart tighten as she watched Qi Mo's figure become more and more transparent:
"etc!"
Qi Mo smiled at him calmly and spoke faster:
"It's been too long, and I have lost some of my memory, but I still remember that Xiaowu placed Liufang in the west. Master, please find time to get it as soon as possible..."
He suddenly revealed a triumphant smile:
"Master, you disappeared in front of us like this back then. It was really too much... Master, goodbye..."
Qi Mo's shadow completely dissipated, leaving only a satisfied sigh:
"Finally I managed to get a point back... Hehehe!"
Yun Qingqing silently stretched out her hand, but in the end she was unable to hold anything, only the breeze passed through her fingers.
Several old Taoists from the Tianxuan Sect were still kneeling on the ground, staring blankly at the disappearance of the spiritual phantom of their founder, and were speechless for a long while.
It was Qingpingzi who came to his senses first. He finally understood the purpose of the secret sect rule.
"Grandmaster, please accept me as your disciple!"
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