Chapter 560 Resurrection
Their lips were so close to each other that Yun Qingqing suddenly stopped.
The breaths blend together and the heart beats like a drum.
She suppressed her increasingly rapid breathing, suddenly stood up and retreated, pinching the Qingxin Jue.
But it had no effect.
Yun Qingqing held her chest, staring blankly at the man's peaceful sleeping face on the bed, and recalled the words of her master from long ago in her mind.
...The Qingxin Jue is used to cultivate one's body and mind, to calm desires but not to suppress emotions.
Once you're truly sincere, the Heart Purification Technique will no longer work...
She stood there for a long time, then slowly walked over and sat beside the bed, raising her hand to stroke the man's cheek.
There was a slight tremor in the fingertips.
My cheeks felt cold for some reason.
Yun Qingqing wiped her face and slowly lowered her head to look at her palms, which were wet.
It turns out that when you like someone, your heart will hurt.
So, did he feel the same way back then?
…
Inside the Yama Palace.
Just as the Black and White Impermanence had finished their mission with the soul in their custody, they saw a petite figure facing the Samsara Mirror standing on the ground. Her fingertips were shining with spiritual light as they lightly touched the mirror, and her eyes were slightly red.
"Miss A'Du? What's going on... huh?" Bai Wuchang walked over to ask in surprise, but suddenly saw his reflection in the mirror and gasped in shock, "Isn't this Lord Yun... She, why is she crying!"
A'Du took a deep breath, waved her sleeve, and the image in the mirror disappeared. She then slowly exhaled.
"Finally..." Her eyes were complicated, and her low voice seemed to be almost dissipated in the air, almost inaudible.
Bai Wuchang looked worried and said:
"What happened just now? Did Lord Yun get into trouble? Do you need to report to Lord Yan and ask him to send someone to help?"
A'Du shook his head, his eyes flickering with a hint of relief, and said softly:
"No need, she's just... opening up to emotions."
"...Love?" Bai Wuchang and his partner exchanged a glance, completely baffled.
But A'Du didn't give him the chance to ask again. He moved his body and turned into a beam of light and flew out.
"Eh..." Bai Wuchang looked at the light and disappeared in an instant. He shook his head helplessly and had to give up.
He turned his head to look at the Samsara Mirror, and suddenly remembered the thing that surprised him at the beginning, and couldn't help but say:
"Speaking of which, A'Du... can actually activate the Samsara Mirror? Isn't this strength comparable to Lord Yama..."
Hei Wuchang had no expression, but his eyes rarely showed any signs of fluctuation:
"Um."
Bai Wuchang rubbed his forehead and became even more confused:
"But isn't she an apprentice of the Judge? Isn't her strength a bit too outrageous... Hey, Lao Hei, why are you leaving again? Why don't you wait for me?"
"Work."
Seeing his teammate in black walking out without looking back, Bai Wuchang quickly chased after him.
…
On the banks of the Forgotten River, there is an endless sea of blood-red flowers.
A white light flashed across the sea of flowers, and A'du appeared. He raised his hand and waved it lightly. Whirlpools appeared out of thin air around him, and different scenes emerged from the whirlpools, eventually turning into windows floating in the air.
The view on the other side of each window is different, but they have one thing in common - every window leads to the world of the living.
A'Du's sight slowly swept across these windows, sensing the breath of every place.
After a long while, she finally waved her sleeves again and all the windows closed again.
She raised her hand and grasped it in the air, a ball of spiritual energy condensed in her palm, and she seemed to be thinking about something.
"It's not an illusion... Both the Yin and Yang worlds are the same... Have they begun to revive?"
Although it is extremely subtle, the spiritual energy in this world is indeed richer than before.
…
Zhiluo waited and waited but no one came back, and she became increasingly anxious.
Just when she couldn't help but want to look for someone, the air in the courtyard suddenly fluctuated and Yun Qingqing appeared.
Zhiluo hurried over to meet him, but saw Yun Qingqing walking straight towards the room. He raised his hand and set up a barrier around the entire yard, and said:
"I'm going into seclusion, you go back first."
When Zhiluo came to her senses, she was already outside the barrier.
She stood outside the yard with a frown on her face.
When they looked at each other just now, she clearly saw that Yun Qingqing's usually clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, the corners of her eyes were red, and her voice was a little hoarse than usual when she spoke.
How could she go back with peace of mind?
However, the barrier set up by Yun Qingqing was extremely tight, and no one outside could sense any movement inside.
Zhiluo sighed, rubbed her forehead resignedly, and lightly jumped onto the big tree next to her. She sat on a branch and waited.
…
Shortly after Yun Qingqing opened the barrier and went into seclusion.
In the main courtyard room, a circle of white light suddenly appeared on Xiao Changheng's right wrist.
After a moment, the man slowly opened his eyes and sat up, raising his arm to reveal his wrist. There was a burning sensation where the white light shone.
He gently tapped his right wrist with his left fingertips and whispered:
"Hao Qing."
The white light immediately responded to his call and turned into a cold white jade bracelet, shaped like entwined branches and leaves, with a pure white flower blooming on the top.
The light on the surface of the bracelet gradually faded, but there was still a layer of spiritual energy flowing.
The man's eyes were deeper and darker than usual. He stood up and walked to the table. With a flip of his wrist, a ball of white light slowly condensed in his palm, turning into thousands of tiny and complex runes, falling towards the table.
Seeing all the runes fall onto the table, the man suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked towards the open space at the door.
Just a moment later, a puff of green smoke rose from the place where his sight fell, and Zhiluo appeared, meeting his gaze, and was stunned.
"Hmm? You...hiss! What are you..."
Zhiluo took a breath.
She was guarding outside Yun Qingqing Courtyard, but suddenly noticed a strange spiritual power fluctuation erupting in the main courtyard. She was worried about some accident, so she rushed over to check and saw this scene.
The Xiao Changheng in front of her was very strange. He could control the formation with just one hand. His eyes also made Zhiluo feel unfamiliar.
Her heart trembled, but before she could ask, the other party raised his hand and shot a faint light at her.
Zhiluo was unable to dodge, her vision went black, and she lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
The man looked at her quietly for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and gently outlined the last few runes with his fingertips.
The runes floated above the table. He gently grabbed them, and the entire formation slowly rose up and merged with the last few runes. With another grip, the formation suddenly shrank into a small ball, and finally became only the size of a pigeon egg.
The man used his fingertips to guide the ball of light formed by the formation and brought it to his forehead. The ball of light eventually disappeared between his eyebrows.
He closed his eyes, slowly exhaled, and then turned his gaze to Zhiluo who was unconscious on the ground.
He frowned slightly, walked forward, put his fingertips together, and shone a ray of light into Zhiluo's eyebrows. Then he gently grabbed her, and Zhiluo turned into green smoke and was put into his sleeve. He turned and walked out.
The man came to Yun Qingqing's yard, raised his sleeve to release a puff of green smoke, and placed Zhiluo under the tree.
He turned his head to look at the courtyard that was tightly covered by the barrier, his deep eyes surging with dark currents.
"Qingqing..." The man's low voice was barely perceptible and drifted away with the wind.
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