Chapter 267: One plant, two beauties, twin flowers (13)
Shisui watched helplessly as her spirit was extracted from Master Mingjing's body.
Soon, the entire scene in front of her eyes shrank into a point, and all the sounds disappeared.
The powerful force pulling her disappeared in an instant, and Shisui's spirit was suspended in the air, suddenly feeling no weight at all.
Close your eyes, open them.
There is no light.
There was endless darkness all around.
Tokiho entered a different and empty space.
She knew that she had been sucked into the barrier by the Buddhist beads.
Over the past few thousand years, Shisui has spent most of her time in the human world, and she has rarely encountered such a situation.
But this void land has only one similarity with the underworld... Shi Sui does not need to attach herself to a certain person to be able to move freely and use spiritual power.
"Huai Qian? Huai Qian, are you there?!"
There is no distinction between east, west, south, north, up, down, left, or right here. Shisui seems to be submerged in the bottomless sea, rushing around like a blind fly.
She released as much spiritual power as possible, acting as her clone and eyes and ears, just to find out Huai Qian's whereabouts.
She didn't know how far she had floated, whether she was going around in circles, or how much time had passed. Suddenly, she smelled a faint scent of flowers.
"It's the Mandragora flower!"
Shisui felt as if she had been electrocuted. She took back all the spiritual energy she had released and followed the fragrance of the flowers into the deeper and thicker darkness.
In the darkness and chaos, a faint light finally appeared.
It was a pure white little flower.
The flower looked quite fragile, with its petals shriveled and closed, drooping lifelessly, as if they would break at the slightest touch.
In the past, at the border of Yin and Yang, even when she lost in the battle for nutrients, Shi Sui had never seen Huai Qian look so dilapidated.
"Finally found you... How many years have you been sleeping here?"
Shisui suppressed her inner excitement, blew lightly at the pure white datura flower, and gently poured the spiritual power in her body into Huaiqian.
The white datura flower was nourished by the power and woke up little by little.
The petals, as thin as a cicada's wing, slowly unfolded, and the pale yellow stamens stood upright, uttering a weak response: "...Tokiho?!!"
Although he was revived, Huai Qian was still in a very weak state and could not transform into a spirit. He could only continue to show his true form as the Mandragora Flower.
Fortunately, Shi Sui and she were of the same family and had a natural telepathy, so there was no obstacle in their communication.
But what to communicate...
They used to be competitors, and even though Shi Sui later saved her life, the relationship between them was far from harmonious.
I feel worried when we are not together, and awkward when we meet.
After all this effort, Shisui pursed her lips and pondered for a long time before she mustered up the courage to speak.
"Huai Qian, why did you run away from Huangquan? It's the only place where you can survive normally..." There was some heartache and some blame in Shi Sui's tone.
"Surviving normally? Are you sure?" Huai Qian sneered, "You can come and go freely, but what about me?! I'm bound to the underworld. All kinds of evil spirits and resentful ghosts come and go before my eyes, but they have nothing to do with me. Even a lowly ghost messenger has his own power and the hope of being promoted, but I can only linger on like a parasite. What's the point of living?!"
Tokiho was silent.
It is indeed very painful to "survive" aimlessly in the same place for years.
It is normal for Huaiqian to have such negative emotions.
But Shi Sui still remembered very clearly how Huai Qian had begged him pitifully to spare her life after she had completed her cultivation before Huai Qian and declared the end of their competition.
"So you regret it..." Tokiho asked her in a low voice.
"Yes, I do regret it!" Huai Qian answered resolutely, "I was sealed in the Buddhist beads by Jade Ding Zhenren. I had already entered an unconscious dormant state, no different from being dead. Why did you have to come and disturb me and drag me back into pain?!"
Huaiqian seemed quite dissatisfied with Sui's arrival.
She didn't ask why Shi Sui came or what she was doing there, nor did she want to know how long she had been sealed or what happened outside. She never mentioned Taoist Xuanqing at all.
She simply made a resolute request to Shisui: "...Kill me, end my life right here, please."
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Except Buddhist beads.
Taoist Priest Xuanqing returned from the market.
The heavy rain soaked his hair and clothes, and he completely lost his ethereal aura.
At the foot of the mountain, he discovered that the stone statue of Guanyin that had previously stood on the top of the mountain was gone, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
When he arrived at the scene and saw a large group of monks braving the heavy rain to rescue Master Mingjing who had fallen to the ground, he was even more shocked.
"Why am I here? I'm not... I'm chanting in the main hall! Am I not?!"
Master Mingjing's body was limp and he had no strength, so it was all thanks to the monks working together to pull him up from the ground.
Everyone around him rushed to tell him how he had suddenly run out just now.
Then his eldest disciple scolded everyone and asked them to carry Master Mingjing back first before talking about anything else.
Anyway, the scene was extremely chaotic and no one had the extra time to pay attention to the sudden arrival of Taoist Master Xuanqing.
After listening to their conversation, Taoist Xuanqing guessed that Shi Sui had once possessed Master Mingjing, and he felt something was wrong.
He searched everywhere anxiously, casting spells continuously to try to find the location of Shisui's spirit, but found nothing.
Just when he was in a state of panic, he was suddenly attracted by a tiny ray of light from the wreckage of the Guanyin statue.
Taoist Master Xuanqing finally found the small Buddhist bead.
“Huai Qian! It’s Huai Qian!!!”
He knelt down and shouted excitedly, his emotion beyond words.
Like Shisui, Taoist Xuanqing's first reaction was to pick out the beads.
But it was also in vain...
He noticed that the Dao seal on the Buddhist beads had disappeared, and he began to panic and wonder about the possible accidents that might have happened.
Boom boom boom——
Blue and purple cracks appeared in the sky again, and a loud thunder exploded again.
But this time it didn't hit anyone.
The thunder from the sky fell to the ground, blasting a big hole in the ground.
A puff of white smoke rose up and an old man walked out.
Taoist Xuanqing took a closer look...it was his master, Jade Ding Zhenren!
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