A bell rang out, seemingly from afar yet right beside our ears, melodious and lingering, like celestial music, echoing in everyone's hearts. A sense of Zen unconsciously welled up in everyone's hearts, calm and undisturbed, like the highest good being like water, almost like becoming a Buddha on the spot.
Ji Chen, who landed safely, stared at the sky filled with golden runes, his eyes wide with disbelief. After a long while, he let out a maniacal laugh, "So that's how it is! So that's how it is!"
Seeing his seemingly irrational appearance, Yanluo's eyes revealed disgust.
She looked up at the source of the light and thought to herself that she was doomed to defeat, so she might as well give up now and try again another day.
Once she made up her mind, she no longer hesitated. She reached out and grabbed Ji Chen's shoulder, and with a wave of her wooden fan, the two of them vanished from the spot in an instant.
The runes stretched across the entire sky, swirling and dancing, before being injected into the divine pearl. In less than half an incense stick's time, the eerie blue light on the divine pearl receded at a visible speed until it disappeared completely.
Witnessing all this, Qinghe slowly opened her eyes wide.
She had always thought that the Book of Gods was a sacred book that allowed one to instinctively pass through time and know the future, but she never expected that it would also have the effect of purifying and cleansing the mind, and that its miraculous effects were astonishing and awe-inspiring.
Then, thinking about Zhu Xun's usual sarcastic and cool demeanor, I suddenly realized that the real person was seriously inconsistent with the legendary image.
After a long while, the golden light dissipated, and the divine pearl returned to normal, landing on its own in Qinghe's palm, its sharpness concealed, and it calmed down on its own.
All the runes returned to their positions and slowly formed a human shape. Shen Xun remained in the same posture as when he transformed, and slowly opened his eyes.
His face was a little pale, and his body swayed slightly, but he didn't fall.
Qinghe gave him a thumbs up and said admiringly, "Amazing."
Shen Xun twitched the corners of his mouth, wanting to laugh but unable to.
After this incident, the news that the Divine Record and the Divine Pearl have appeared in the world at the same time will surely spread widely, and troubles will follow one after another, which will annoy him. This is why he has been reluctant to reveal his identity. Moreover, the most important reason is that the person who is still alive but whose whereabouts are unknown is always an unstable factor.
Well, what's done is done, there's no point in dwelling on it. As the saying goes, when soldiers come, generals will block them; when water comes, earth will dam it. Let's just take it one step at a time.
He rubbed the red copper coin on his wrist with his fingers, and the worry on his face slowly faded away.
They landed gracefully, and everyone gathered in this small space. They looked at each other and smiled.
The feeling of surviving a disaster is truly subtle, but probably no one wants to experience it a second time.
Everyone comforted each other, but Qi Changfeng looked alone into the distance, in the direction Ji Chen had fled, his gaze calm and profound.
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The post-war reconstruction work was extremely difficult. After discussing with everyone, Qi Changfeng decided not to return to Qingyun Sect for the time being, but to stay in Qingshan to help. He only sent Mu Dong back to Qingyun Sect to be responsible for escorting the people of Qingshan back safely.
Mu Dong expressed his complete agreement and repeatedly assured Qi Changfeng that he would definitely complete the mission.
As he was leaving, Li Jiangqing came to see him off. Seeing that he looked very happy, Qinghe joked, "You don't mean you're planning to leisurely enjoy the scenery and sample local delicacies on your way back, do you?"
Mu Dong touched his face. "Is it that obvious?"
Li Jiang raised her hand and gave him a sharp rap on the head, saying coldly, "Although there is plenty of time, don't get so caught up in playing that you forget about important matters."
Mu Dong scratched his head and grinned, "Okay, Senior Brother, I'm leaving."
Watching Mu Dong walk further and further away, Li Jiang and Qing He did not linger any longer and turned to walk towards the main hall of Fusheng Pavilion.
Thinking of Qi Rong, Li Jiang said, "You really found him."
Qinghe smiled gently. "Yes."
Li Jiang tilted her head to look at her gentle profile. "I feel like you've changed a lot. You're not as cold as you used to be."
"Really?" Qinghe asked seriously, "Was I cold-hearted before?"
"More than that, you were quite cruel, but you're much better now. It's strange, but ever since you fell from the tree last time, you've become much kinder."
"Hehe, is that so?"
The two were chatting happily when they unknowingly arrived at the entrance of the main hall. Qinghe looked up and saw two familiar figures standing at the entrance.
She strolled over and stood between the two, subtly creating distance between them.
"What are you talking about?"
Qi Rong smiled faintly, "It's nothing, it's just that this Brother Mo asked me some questions."
Qinghe looked at Qirong and asked, "So, is the problem solved?"
Qi Rong gazed at her tenderly, and said, "Mmm."
"Now that it's resolved, let's go inside." With that, he took Qi Rong's hand and walked into the hall, without glancing at Mo Junqian once.
Watching the two perfectly matched figures disappear into the distance, Mo Junqian stood there stunned for a long time, unable to come back to his senses, until someone patted him on the shoulder.
Are you alright?
Mo Junqian snapped out of his reverie, concealing the desolation in his eyes, and shook his head at Li Jiang.
Seeing this, Li Jiang sighed softly, thinking to herself that love is a dangerous thing.
The two continued chatting as they walked away, but this time the person they were talking to was Qi Rong.
"Don't you want to know what we just talked about?"
Qinghe shook his head and said, "Not interested."
With a shake of her head, the tassels on her forehead jingled crisply.
Qi Rong looked at her profile, chuckled softly, and said nothing more.
Inside the hall, only Qi Changfeng and the Grand Tutor were talking. Old Feng sat to one side, sipping his tea and occasionally responding with a few words.
Before long, Uncle Lu Chang came out of the inner hall. He had changed into clean clothes and exuded a refined and scholarly air.
Without interrupting Qi Changfeng and the Grand Tutor's conversation, he walked straight to Qinghe and said with a smile, "Fortunately, you arrived in time for this battle. If it had been a moment later, the situation would probably have been out of control."
Qing said modestly, "Not at all, I'm just a nobody. The truly capable ones are someone else."
Lu Chang suppressed his smile and looked at Qi Rong beside her, his eyes scrutinizing her.
Qi Rong abandoned his usual unruly demeanor and became a humble gentleman, cupping his hands and saying, "Greetings, Sect Leader Lu."
Although Lu Chang was older, he had always been insightful about matters of love between men and women, and he could tell at a glance that there was an unusual atmosphere between the two.
Although fate is predetermined and he cannot interfere, Qinghe is, after all, a disciple of the Qingyun Sect. As long as she remains in the sect, his safety must be guaranteed. Her partner must also have a clean background, be upright and kind, and absolutely not be a wicked or hypocritical person.
Judging from Guan Qirong's appearance and demeanor, it was impossible to tell whether he was black or white at the moment. However, judging from the matter of fighting the demons this time, he was not an ally of the demons, which made him feel a little more at ease.
Thinking of this, a smile returned to his face, and he returned the greeting, saying, "I dare not accept such praise. You saved us in our time of crisis, and you are our savior. It is only right that I go and thank you first."
Qi Rong said modestly, "You are an elder, how can an elder come to thank a junior?" As he said this, he subconsciously glanced at Qing He, his eyes filled with tenderness.
Lu Chang's eyes darted back and forth between the two men before he burst into loud laughter.
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