Chapter 56 She didn't realize it was instinct for her.
She didn't want to get up, and he was too lazy to urge her.
The result is the same whether you look at it horizontally or vertically.
Yu Tianxing rested his head on the tree trunk, idly searching through the complex memories of his primordial spirit for recollections related to the person in front of him.
There are too many scattered primordial spirits, and the people and things they encounter when they fall into the Three Thousand Worlds are even more numerous. It is quite time-consuming and laborious to find specific past memories from the long years and countless things.
But this time, I remembered it without any effort.
A wisp of his primordial soul once fell into the mortal world, becoming a down-on-his-luck prince, who later successfully raised an army and returned to the throne.
During that time, I met someone, the person in front of me.
The wisp of her primordial soul, scattered in the mortal world, had encountered many people and experienced countless trials. The faces of those she had crossed paths with had become blurred, but her face remained exceptionally clear.
Ji Mingran was someone who had interacted with the mortal souls and was someone his junior disciple longed to see.
Yu Tianxing thought that it must be because his little disciple kept nagging in his ear all day long that he remembered her.
The young disciple is innocent and childish, and always has some childish habits. He fantasizes all day that after he and she reunite, he will be able to recover his fragmented memories and continue their past romance.
Why bother?
Thankfully, the young disciple wasn't there. In this situation, the young disciple would probably be disappointed and cry for who knows how long.
The primordial spirit recovered from the mortal world is somewhat incomplete, but whether or not the primordial spirit is restored will not have any impact on his emotions.
Every wisp of primordial soul scattered across countless worlds has its own experiences. Each wisp of primordial soul may have already reincarnated a hundred times in a small world. After the primordial soul is recovered, all the experiences it carries will become its memories. These memories have never had any impact on it, and its state of mind has never been disturbed by any of the people in its memories.
The most important thing now is to restore the complete primordial soul and replenish the fragmented primordial soul that was retrieved from the mortal world.
Thinking of this, the gaze that had been fixed on the person lying face down on the ground paused and lingered on the girl's fair fingertips.
Her fingertips, which were resting on the grass, trembled.
Yu Tianxing's eyes flickered slightly; he knew very well where the missing part was.
With a slight movement of his fingertips, a soft light enveloped Yu Tianxing's face, completely obscuring his features.
Just retrieve his things. The past is the past, and memories are just memories. His soul has returned, but the old friend is gone, so why seek reunion?
He is truly himself in the spiritual realm.
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The sensation from his fingertips traveled to his brain, and beneath Ji Mingran's tightly closed eyelids, his eyes slowly rolled around.
The current situation was unexpected, but it also turned out to be a lucky coincidence.
I planned to feign fainting to ambush the foal and subdue it in one fell swoop.
But I didn't expect there was another person here.
This is what is meant by "if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move." The other party observed her for a long time without making a move, so they probably had the same plan as her.
This bought her some time to regain consciousness.
It's important to understand that her feigning unconsciousness was merely a convenient tactic, since she was indeed quite close to being completely unconscious when she fell.
Her consciousness was clouded and drowsy due to excessive consumption of spiritual energy. The reason she did not completely faint was because the intense pain in her brain kept her awake in a hazy state.
As Ji Mingran tumbled off his horse and realized there were other people around, he quickly adjusted his battle plan.
She still had enough strength to rely on explosive power to take down the colt in one fell swoop through wide-ranging battles, but this method was not feasible against cultivators.
In competitions between cultivators, even the slightest mistake can have disastrous consequences. Before her partially numb body could fully recover, she could only try to buy as much time as possible.
So the moment the colt's hoof came down, Ji Mingran braced himself for the pain of being kicked hard in the face.
However, the horse's hoof did not come down.
Then, when the foal was dragged away and passed by her, dust flew up on her face, and she was prepared to eat dirt and inhale dust.
However, the foal that was beside her was immediately pulled away, creating some distance between them, so that not much dust fell on her.
Ji Mingran continued to lie there.
She was very patient, and so was the other person.
After several attempts, my fingertips were finally able to move with an extremely small amplitude, following my conscious thought.
I've finally regained precise control over my body.
Ji Mingran suddenly opened his eyes, propped himself up, and looked up.
The locust tree towers high, its branches and leaves lush and green. Pale white blossoms swirl and drift down onto the green ground, landing on the man's ink-stained face.
On the colored lapel of his robe, and on the black sword at his waist.
Despite the sweltering summer heat, the man exuded an aura of weariness, aloofness, and unapproachability, creating an eerie and incongruous atmosphere around him.
Flowers fall on her clothes, as if soaking in a cold pool.
It was unclear what kind of magic had been used, but the man's face was blurred, and Ji Mingran could not see his features clearly. However, the moment her eyes fell on the man, her heart skipped a beat.
A thought suddenly popped into my head.
Could it be...?
A golden light appeared, and the girl who was half-lying on the ground instantly appeared before him. Ignoring the warning from the sword blade that was only inches from its sheath, she looked up and approached, her clear, watery eyes reflecting his figure.
Yu Tianxing lowered his eyelashes, meeting the girl's probing gaze.
Despite the seemingly insurmountable distance, my body did not resist in a very unusual way.
He instinctively abhorred any living being near him, and Yu Tianxing thought the reason he was able to accept her must be because she possessed his remaining primordial spirit.
That's why the body can tolerate and accept her breath.
Yu Tianxing's gaze shifted from the girl's neck to the tips of her hair.
It's all messed up.
Before he could react, his fingertips had already expertly picked up a wisp of grass from the girl's forehead.
His cold gaze shifted from the young girl's face to his own hand, which was holding the crumbs of grass.
Yu Tianxing frowned. What was he doing?
Ji Mingran's clear eyes didn't blink. He touched his hair, his gaze shifting to Ji Mingran's fingertips before returning to Ji Mingran's eyes.
Looking at the person so close yet whose face was blurry, Ji Mingran's bright eyes curved into a smile, his lips parted into a grin, and he said, "Yu Tianxing, it's been a long time."
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