Chapter 209 Dream Soul Floating Light
"As for life and death... If it weren't for you, I would have been dead long ago. What else is there to let go of?"
Dongfang Qi's tone at this moment was firm and sincere. Lin Qingyue knew that if she tried to persuade him again, she would seem nagging.
"Alright, in that case, let's go and give it a try! No matter what demons, monsters, or goblins they are, just kill them all! Dongfangqi, let me see what you're capable of! A king is naturally not afraid of any storm!"
Lin Qingyue did not try to persuade him to leave, and Dongfang Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the old turtle's spirit floated in from outside and said angrily, "I just went outside and saw that the people here have been tortured. Every household worships the statue of Guiyuan, and they stay up all night to worship the statue."
"One of them was a man whose mother had broken her head. He didn't take her to the hospital in time, but instead cried and begged God to bless her recovery. Later, I entered his dream while he was sleeping, trying to persuade him to rush her to the hospital, otherwise she would die. Guess what happened?"
Dongfang Qi said, "You're so angry, so you probably failed to persuade him."
The old turtle said, "That idiot actually asked me if I was sent by the gods to test his sincerity?"
"In my dream, I asked him, 'Your mother is so badly injured, aren't you afraid she'll die?' He said, 'I pray sincerely, and the gods will surely bless my mother and grant her a long and peaceful life. Even if she does die, it must be because the gods couldn't bear to see her continue suffering on earth, and took her to paradise to enjoy happiness.'"
"Just listen to this! It's so absurd and stupid! Oh, it really makes me angry!"
The old turtle was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.
Lin Qingyue said, "This matter must be resolved at its root. They are clearly no longer simply believing in something; they have been brainwashed."
Just like the various countries in the world ruled by immortal cultivators in the past, their belief in gods has reached the point of obsession.
No matter how much you persuade them, they won't believe it.
Only by eliminating the culprit at the root can those deep-rooted cults collapse and the people's self-awareness gradually recover.
Dongfang Qi said to the old turtle, "I advise you not to go there any longer. It's just adding to your troubles. It's better to get some sleep and recuperate your soul."
The old turtle nodded, and suddenly spread out his palms, revealing two floating lights like fireflies.
"This is the dream soul I wove with my own power. This time, I was able to free myself from Nightmare Town, thanks to you two. I, an old turtle, have nothing to repay you with, so I will use this little bit of dream soul to give you a good dream, to dream of the person you most want to see in your heart."
After saying that, the two bright beads of light fell in front of Lin Qingyue and Dongfang Qi.
"Did you dream about the people and things that we most want to see in our hearts?" Lin Qingyue stretched out her finger and poked the floating light.
The light lingered on her fingers. She didn't know what she was thinking of, and a strange emotion flickered in her dark eyes.
"I wish you two sweet dreams." After the old turtle said this, his soul floated away.
Dongfang Qi grasped the floating light in front of him and asked Lin Qingyue, "What do you want to dream about?"
Lin Qingyue was silent for a long time before she said, "I'm not dreaming."
Then she turned and left, returning to her room.
That flicker of dreamlight followed her silently. She said she didn't dream, but in the end, she couldn't bring herself to shoo it away.
Dongfang Qi looked at her back and murmured to himself: The person she wants to see is her master?
If the person in her heart is a living person, no matter what the other person is like, Dongfang Qi will compete with him.
But the person in her heart is her master, a dead man.
How can the living compete with the dead?
Lin Qingyue returned to her room, sat cross-legged, and prepared to enter into meditation and practice.
When she enters into meditation, she is usually focused, not thinking about the past, not worrying about the future, and not thinking of anyone.
But tonight, the old turtle's words kept lingering in her ears: "...Dream about the person you want to see most in your heart...the person you want to see most...the person..."
Her mood could no longer be calm.
After her master's death, she tried to gather his soul, hoping to see him again. But no matter how many methods she used or how much effort she put in, she could never do it.
The soul was scattered, and it was scattered so completely!
Later, after she had Ah Zhuo, she gradually let go of her obsession with her master.
But later, Ah Zhuo was gone...
Lin Qingyue missed them deeply and it hurt her heart.
With her palms spread out, the dream light floated on her white palms.
"We shouldn't see each other again, otherwise it will only increase the pain. But...but I really miss you. Master, A Zhuo...please forgive my greed, just let me sink into depravity once more..."
She slowly closed her eyes, and the floating light of her dream soul sensed her thoughts and slowly floated into her sea of consciousness.
The darkness in front of my eyes gradually became different as that little bit of light came in.
"Yueyue..."
She suddenly opened her eyes and saw the master she had been thinking about day and night, standing in the past and smiling at her: "Yueyue, long time no see, I hope you are well."
“Master!”
In an instant, she burst into tears and hurriedly raised her sleeve to wipe away her tears, fearing that her vision would be blurred and she would not be able to see her master clearly.
"Master, Yueyue misses you so much. Where are you? Why can't I find you after searching for you for so long? Master, don't you want Yueyue anymore?"
A long sigh fell into the dream, creating ripples.
"Silly girl, why would the master not want you? If you can't find the master, you should look forward. There are better people ahead who are more worthy of your love."
"Look—" He raised his hand, his long sleeves fluttering and his fingertips shining, "He's there. He's always been waiting for you. He never left."
Lin Qingyue looked in the direction her master pointed, and saw the towering Cloud Palace piercing through the clouds above the sea of clouds, standing before her eyes.
By the carved window on the top floor, a man in white clothes was as white as snow, spotless, with a hint of sadness in his handsome eyes.
When his cold gaze passed through layers of clouds and fell on her, that hint of melancholy turned into a gentle smile.
As the smile spread, the gray sea of clouds dispersed without wind, the haze faded away, and the spring light was bright and beautiful.
"Azhuo..."
She murmured, tears streaming down her face unconsciously.
"Azhuo..." She murmured, tears already sliding down her cheeks.
The surrounding scenery suddenly spun, and in the interweaving of light and shadow, she was already standing in the main hall of the Cloud Palace. When she looked up, she saw the figure she had been thinking about day and night.
Ah Zhuo was standing at the window, seemingly looking at something, until he heard her voice and suddenly turned around.
There was joy and surprise on his face.
He looked at the surrounding scenery in surprise and whispered to himself, "Are we here again? Is this a dream, or is it reality?"
When his gaze finally landed on Lin Qingyue, he cautiously called out, "Yueyue..."
Lin Qingyue's brows furrowed slightly. "You call me Yueyue? But didn't you always call me Your Majesty before?"
The man in white in front of him was distracted for a moment, as if he suddenly remembered something, and changed his tone to call out, "Your Majesty."
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