Chapter 433 Dreaming
The art of searching for gods.
Yun Qingqing continued to dive into the changing light and shadow of consciousness, and arrived at the bottom of Xiao Changheng's consciousness with ease.
She once again came to that fairyland-like scenery.
The scenery remains the same, the sea of flowers is dazzling, the lights are colorful, and rare birds and animals are looming.
The pure white jade tree on the edge of the cliff is still the most desirable and beautiful sight here.
Yun Qingqing walked straight towards it without thinking, but stopped when she was almost in front of it. She restrained her desire to move forward and observed it carefully.
She realized that the two times before, as soon as she touched the tree, she would immediately wake up and return to reality, so she didn't have time to carefully observe what was so special about the tree that it could become the key to regaining his consciousness.
The tree was still the same as before, cold and white like jade, clear and almost transparent, with a straight trunk and lush crown. Every branch stretched out gracefully, and each jade leaf was clear and crystal clear.
The sun shines through the treetops, casting mottled shadows. Silvery-white light flows in the veins of the leaves, as if containing fragments of stars. When the breeze blows gently, it makes pleasant sounds like fairy music.
Yun Qingqing raised her head and stared at the jade tree in a trance, her chest unconsciously filled with a strong emotion.
This emotion was so strange, so strange that she had never felt this way about anything before, and yet it felt so familiar and so natural, as if it had been like this from the beginning.
As if she was bewitched, she subconsciously took a step towards the jade tree again. When she was only a few steps away from touching it, she suddenly came to her senses and stared at the hand she had stretched out.
She felt a little confused, but she didn't feel any danger.
She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized what kind of emotion this was.
Yun Qingqing closed her eyes tightly, laughed and shook her head, suppressing the thoughts that arose in her mind.
At this moment, she suddenly felt something, raised her head high and looked at the treetops, and widened her eyes slightly.
Only a small flower bud appeared among the lush branches and leaves.
A strange emotion surged in her heart again. She jumped lightly and landed on the thick branch and sat down. Next to her was the pure white flower bud. The sunlight between the branches and leaves sprinkled on it, making it glow like crystal.
A strange yet familiar joy surged in Yun Qingqing's heart. Sitting on the branch, she inexplicably felt safe and comfortable, as if this tree was more like a home than any other place?
Yun Qingqing supported herself on the branch with her hands, swung her legs in the air, tilted her head in confusion, looked at the small flower bud, totally unable to understand why she had such a feeling.
But at this moment, she suddenly felt that there was no need to delve into it so deeply.
Yun Qingqing curled her lips, adjusted her position, and lay down on her side leaning against the branch. Among the branches and leaves that made pleasant sounds like broken jade, she felt peace in her heart and joy everywhere.
She closed her eyes unconsciously and fell asleep.
…
Xiao Changheng slowly opened his eyes and was a little dazed for a moment.
The surroundings were very quiet, and the gray sky made him realize that he was still in the secret realm, but the previous crisis intuition of life and death had disappeared.
He found a person lying flat on the ground with his chest resting on him. The familiar breath made him slightly startled.
He slowly lowered his head and looked down carefully, and saw Yun Qingqing's little face lying on his chest, breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.
The little girl had a beautiful face and skin as white as snow. Her thick, long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyes. Her small lips were slightly pursed and looked a little pale, which made her look not as cold as usual, but inexplicably delicate and lovable.
Xiao Changheng looked at her steadily and breathed lightly, afraid that any slight movement would wake her up.
He slowly clenched and unclenched his hands. After hesitating for a while, he couldn't help but raise his hands very slowly and gently, and carefully embraced her. His big hands stroked her hair very gently and carefully.
He exhaled slowly and looked at her pale lips, his eyes turbulent and complicated.
He had roughly guessed what had happened. She had arrived in time again when he was in danger, fought fiercely with the ferocious beast, and saved him.
It has always been like this.
Xiao Changheng looked at her quietly, with countless emotions struggling and surging in his eyes. He didn't know how long it took.
He finally slowly loosened his arms around her and closed his eyes. All his emotions finally turned into an imperceptible sigh.
…
Yun Qingqing slept so comfortably that when she opened her eyes and saw Xiao Changheng, she was a little dazed.
He had his eyes closed at that time, his cold and pale face was calm and elegant, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up at the same time as her.
Yun Qingqing then realized that she was lying on his chest. She immediately stood up and performed the Qingxin Jue, then sat up straight and looked down at him.
Xiao Changheng slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. His pupils, which were much darker than those of ordinary people, were calm and deep. The light from the sky fell into his eyes and then disappeared quietly, making it impossible to see any emotional fluctuations.
"You're awake." Yun Qingqing frowned slightly.
Xiao Changheng slowly sat up, rubbed his brows, hummed softly, and after a moment of silence, he added:
"Feel sorry."
"What?" Yun Qingqing was stunned. The good mood that was brought to her by the jade tree was quietly diluted by a large amount.
"...I'm causing you trouble again." Xiao Changheng rubbed his eyebrows and didn't look at her.
“…”
Yun Qingqing closed her eyes, suppressed her annoyance, and asked in a cold voice:
"Do you still remember how you fell into a coma?"
Xiao Changheng was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to look at her, and said thoughtfully:
"I'm not too sure. I just remember that the beast went berserk, and the formation you gave me with the Mysterious Jade Plate was about to break. Then I took out the Nine-Colored Magic Ganoderma, and then..."
When he said this, his face paused, he lowered his head and looked around, and realized that the Nine-Colored Illusionary Ganoderma was not around.
His cold expression finally showed a hint of nervousness, and he looked at Yun Qingqing:
"Have you seen the Nine-Colored Magic Ganoderma?"
"I put it away." Yun Qingqing said, "Are you looking for this thing to save the emperor?"
Xiao Changheng's expression paused slightly, and he nodded. Knowing that the Nine-Colored Magic Ganoderma was still there, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Yun Qingqing frowned:
"How did you know that this Nine-Colored Magic Ganoderma can gather souls? And how did you find this place?"
Xiao Changheng was silent for a moment and said:
"When I was in my master's sect, I saw the record of the Nine-Colored Illusionary Ganoderma in my master's collection of books."
"Your master?" It was the first time that Yun Qingqing heard him talk about his master, and she couldn't help but be stunned.
Xiao Changheng knew what she was wondering about and explained:
"My master's sect is just an ordinary sword sect, so I thought the book was just a legend. Recently, I gradually realized that the record in the book should be the truth, so I came to the Medical Immortal Valley to try it out this time."
Yun Qingqing understood that it was no secret that Xiao Changheng had left the palace for a few years to learn martial arts when he was young. Not long after he came back, he went to the battlefield, made many military exploits, and became famous in one battle.
His master's school is certainly not Xuanmen, and the classics may just be a coincidence.
But she still felt something was wrong.
"...You said your master's sect is the Sword Sect? Then why are you practicing swordsmanship?" Yun Qingqing suddenly reacted and couldn't help but ask.
Xiao Changheng's eyes dimmed slightly:
"Master said I am not suitable for sword training and only allowed me to practice knife skills."
Yun Qingqing narrowed her eyes and looked at him, feeling that the word "master" he mentioned was somewhat confusing.
Because in her opinion, Xiao Changheng just didn't have the physique for cultivation, but he was definitely gifted in martial arts, so it was impossible for him to be "unsuitable for sword practice".
But there was no need to mention this little thing specifically, and Yun Qingqing turned her attention back to the matter at hand.
She looked at Xiao Changheng with a serious expression:
"So, you know that the Nine-Colored Magic Ganoderma can gather souls. Does anyone else know this?"
Xiao Changheng's expression paused, and his brows suddenly knitted together:
"Why do you ask that?"
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