Chapter 479 Broken
Yun Qingqing thought for a moment and sent a message to everyone at the same time:
"Can you hear me? If you can, nod your head."
More than twenty people stared at her with wide eyes, and immediately nodded, their panic subsiding slightly as they waited for her next instruction.
Yun Qingqing transmitted the message again:
"Let's go, get out first."
Everyone nodded, and Murong Fuxue nodded even more like a chick pecking at rice, and took the lead to walk out of the valley.
What was strange was that although they had only walked a dozen feet into the valley, they walked back for dozens of feet and still didn't see the exit.
Murong Fuxue stopped in a daze, turned to look at Yun Qingqing, and his eyes became pitiful.
Wen Muyan, Ling Zhou, Ling Yuan and others also looked at her again, hoping that the backbone would speak.
Yun Qingqing's eyes flickered as she transmitted the message:
"We have entered an illusion."
Everyone's eyes widened in unison, and a few people seemed to say something, but there was no sound at all.
Yun Qingqing sent a message again:
"Didn't this happen the last time you came here?"
Murong Fuxue took the lead in shaking his head frantically, and the other disciples who had come also shook their heads.
Yun Qingqing transmitted the message:
"I can't find the exit because I've entered an illusion, and there's no sound in this valley because all the sound has been absorbed by something."
Everyone looked surprised. Murong Fuxue's mouth moved, and Yun Qingqing realized that her mouth shape was asking "what is that?"
Yun Qingqing did not answer, but said in a voice transmission:
"I don't know what will happen if we go any further inside. I can send you out now and wait for me outside, or you can continue walking inside with me. It's your choice."
"Nod if you choose to leave the valley first. Shake your head if you want to stay with me."
Everyone shook their heads without hesitation, as if they had made up their minds to follow her.
Yun Qingqing smiled slightly and transmitted:
"Okay, then follow closely."
She turned around and took a few steps when she suddenly felt her sleeve tighten.
When she turned around, she saw Murong Fuxue tugging at her sleeve, looking at her eagerly, and following her closely.
Yun Qingqing paused: ...
Murong Fuxue blinked her eyes, pulled her sleeve and shook her arms.
Yun Qingqing shook her head helplessly, turned around and continued walking forward, letting her do what she wanted.
Wen Muyan, Ling Zhou, and Ling Yuan exchanged glances and gathered around Yun Qingqing. Seeing this, the other disciples also silently moved closer.
Yun Qingqing looked back at everyone and said in a somewhat amused voice:
"I'll keep everyone safe, don't worry."
There was a look of dependence in everyone's eyes. Murong Fuxue smiled brightly on her face and pulled her sleeves tighter.
The group followed Yun Qingqing forward.
The flowers and plants in the valley seemed to sense the arrival of the crowd and swayed slightly, but they still maintained an unbreakable silence. Everything was still so quiet that it gave people the illusion that they were deaf.
The twenty or so disciples of Shuihua Sect knew very well that if Yun Qingqing had not sent them messages from time to time to reassure them, everyone would have been in a panic by now.
Murong Fuxue followed Yun Qingqing's footsteps carefully, and she soon discovered that the terrain in the valley was different from the last time she came.
Yun Qingqing's movements were very mysterious and formed a pattern of their own. Everyone didn't understand why, but they followed her closely, not daring to fall behind at all.
After walking for a full incense stick of time, Yun Qingqing suddenly turned around, gestured to everyone, and said in a voice transmission:
"Everyone turn around and take a step back."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then immediately did as they were told.
As he took this step, he saw a ripple in the air in front of him. The surrounding scenery changed for a moment, both real and illusory, and then returned to its original state.
Everyone heard Yun Qingqing's voice transmission: "Okay, you can turn around now."
When they turned around again, everyone's eyes suddenly widened and they looked ahead in disbelief.
I saw a mountain wall suddenly appear behind me, and there was a cave on the mountain wall.
The entrance of the cave makes people's eyes tired. It looks like a painting blurred by mist, sometimes clear, sometimes blurry, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.
Yun Qingqing sensed the spiritual charm coming from inside the cave, and her eyes darkened.
She walked in slowly.
Suddenly, a faint sound of piano music was heard in the silent space.
Yun Qingqing paused and found herself standing in a void.
She turned around suddenly, but saw that there was no one around her, and she couldn't help but squint her eyes.
She closed her eyes and sensed carefully. Then another ethereal piano sound rang out. It didn't seem to come from her ears, but more like it reached her mind directly.
After a while, Yun Qingqing opened her eyes, slowly curled her lips, and walked towards a direction she sensed.
Various scenes gradually emerged in the void, but they were constantly changing without stopping for a moment.
Yun Qingqing didn't need to look carefully to know that these scenes were all what she had seen in her past and present lives, and were all scenes that existed in her memory.
She was unwavering in her heart and walked towards that direction with a determined look.
A curtain of light suddenly appeared in front of me.
The ethereal sound of the piano came out from the light curtain, like crying, like complaining, like a fairy and like a dream.
It was as if someone was whispering, "Master..."
Yun Qingqing's eyes became more profound. She slowly raised her hand and lightly touched the light curtain with her fingertips, causing ripples.
She took a deep breath and stepped into the light curtain without hesitation.
The scene before my eyes suddenly became bizarre and dark.
Countless memories washed past like a torrent. Yun Qingqing relied on her powerful spirit to stand firmly in place and not get lost in the impact of the torrent.
Suddenly, a small white light came from far away and sank into her eyebrows.
Yun Qingqing was slightly stunned, and before she could think about it, she suddenly heard a hoarse shouting from behind her.
"No!!!"
This familiar voice made her heart skip a beat. She turned around suddenly and saw Xiao Changheng's figure more than ten feet behind her.
But she was wearing a snow-white robe that she had never seen before, and her graceful figure was like that of a banished immortal.
That handsome and unparalleled face was filled with grief, and the determination in his deep black eyes made her heart tighten in an instant.
She stood there in a daze, trying hard to calm herself down and understand why she saw him here.
Of course she knew that the Xiao Changheng in front of her was an illusion. The problem was that she knew even more clearly that there was nothing created out of thin air in this illusion. Everything was based on her own memory.
Suddenly, Xiao Changheng showed a relieved smile.
Several shocked shouts seemed to be heard all around, but the man turned a deaf ear to them, slowly closed his eyes, and his flawless face suddenly began to crack and shatter.
The cracks quickly spread from his face to his entire body, like porcelain being shattered in slow motion, the fragments peeling off and spreading out bit by bit, falling apart.
Yun Qingqing stood there in a daze, unable to breathe, watching him turn into thousands of pieces in front of her and dissipate into the void.
Before her consciousness faded, she vaguely saw a white light spot where his heart used to be, slowly moving towards her.
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