Chapter 120 Epilogue Good Times on Earth
Just as the monks were fighting fiercely with the demons, a loud earth-shaking noise suddenly came from the distance.
Everyone looked in the direction of Soul Abyss at the same time.
The dark clouds suddenly dispersed, forming a pattern of fish scales, and the biting cold air, wrapped in the devilish energy, instantly swept across hundreds of miles. Wherever it passed, even the still green forests were immediately covered with white frost.
The sky and the earth were covered in white, and the fine snow fell silently.
Both sides of the battle paused for a moment, then understood.
——The Soul Abyss collapsed!
This is simply a thunderbolt.
After thousands of years of nourishment and sedimentation, the Soul Abyss has now become one with the demonic energy and is inseparable from it.
The sudden collapse of the Soul Abyss could only mean that its owner, the one who controlled the demonic energy, was no longer able to control the balance of the demonic energy.
"Could it be that..."
The old master swept away the demons with a whisk, his eyes shining brightly: "My disciple, he is still alive!"
The sadness on his face disappeared in an instant, and he used a spell to cheer up. Qianyuan Sword Master killed a fleeing demon and looked up at the Soul Abyss.
After a moment of silence, no one knew what he saw, but the sword shadows around him suddenly converged, and all the silver light was poured into his natal sword.
"go!"
The long sword broke through the air like a startled wild goose, and traveled a hundred miles in an instant.
Beneath the ruins of the Soul Abyss, dark clouds and demonic energy were entangled and rolling in chaos. A black shadow emerged silently, and when he was about to take the opportunity to escape, he suddenly felt a spiritual murderous intent locking onto him from afar.
The next moment, a silver-white sword light cut through the distance of a hundred miles!
The black gas struggled desperately and escaped several feet, but it was ultimately no match for fate and sword intent, and it completely collapsed under the dark clouds and perished.
…
Along with the system's warning, Qi Qing's vision flickered.
He didn't know whether it was due to dizziness caused by the damage to his soul, or he had fallen into a state of separation from his soul again, but the voice that guided him came again intermittently: "Around... go, the Demon Lord has... be careful..."
Qi Qing closed his eyes tiredly: "I can't hear you clearly, please speak louder."
His outstretched hand was grasped forcefully, and then the rubble pressing on him was quickly pulled away piece by piece, and Yue Ji dug him out of the rubble at an astonishing speed.
“Master!” The young man in black had a trembling voice. The second after he dug him out, he pressed him tightly into his arms: “Master!”
Qi Qing pressed his chest and said weakly, "I'm here."
Yue Ji wiped the black dust off his face, looked at him straight, and suddenly buried his head in his neck: "... There won't be a next time."
The fear and panic in the black-clothed young man's tone made people's hearts soften. Qi Qing patted him soothingly: "Alright, alright... loosen up a bit."
Although he himself did not want to say bad things, but with the way Yue Ji was holding him, he was still one step away from dying.
Qi Qing really wanted to say to Yue Ji, why not just bury him back.
The roar of the approaching thunder could already be faintly heard, rolling over the clouds with an unprecedented killing sternness. I was afraid that it would soon split the Soul Abyss upside down again.
His sigh was mistaken for pain, Yue Ji loosened his arms slightly and said in a tense voice: "Let's go!"
"Wait." Qi Qing patted him again, signaling him to put him down, "You...you go find Qianyuan Sword Master first. The Demon Lord may not be dead yet. Let him finish off the attack. I'll rest here for a while."
"I won't." Yue Ji said stubbornly, "Let's go together."
Qi Qing forced himself to sound normal: "You don't even listen to Master's words? I feel very uncomfortable all over, and it's even more uncomfortable if you hold me. Go back and find a doctor. Go quickly, Master is waiting for you here."
Yue Ji couldn't hear the sound of the system, so he bet that Yue Ji couldn't hear the thunder brought by the system either.
But the young man in black noticed something, stared at him, and asked, "Master, do you want to get rid of me? Why?"
Without waiting for an answer, Yue Ji picked him up and carried him sideways, flying out of the falling palace.
But the invisible barrier reappeared, and it was as if transparent walls were erected all around them. No matter how hard they tried, they could not take even a single step forward.
In a flash, Yue Ji suddenly looked at Qi Qing: "You still have a calamity?!"
Before Qi Qing could find an excuse, the deafening thunder was already approaching.
The barrage is interrupted, the interface is stuck, and the system no longer responds.
——It’s a fatal disaster.
The hostage suddenly appeared clearly in Qi Qing's mind, and his pupils dilated slightly.
He clenched his fingers suddenly and instinctively tried to push Yue Ji away.
However, before he could exert any force, the opponent leaned over and pressed forward.
The young man in black erected a barrier and used his body as a shield. Just like the time he was promoted to the God Transformation Realm, he once again protected him firmly under his body without hesitation.
"Yue Ji!"
A blinding flash of lightning passed by, instantly depriving one of one's vision, and only a buzzing was left in one's ears.
Qi Qing wasn't even sure if he had actually shouted out loud. He just felt a warm current flowing down his cheeks and soaking through his clothes. He could smell the strong smell of rust at the tip of his nose.
His mind went blank and he shouted again urgently, even though he couldn't hear himself, and he didn't know if Yue Ji heard it.
Even after hearing it, Yue Ji did not let go of his hand.
After an unknown amount of time, the person on top of him finally couldn't hold on anymore, his arms went limp, and he fell heavily on top of him.
Qi Qing hugged him tightly, his eyes burning with heat.
...Forget it, let's leave it at that.
Blaming the system or accepting your bad luck is of no use at this moment.
If I could die here with Yue Ji, it seems... not too bad.
At least, he stayed with Yue Ji and didn't let go.
…
The sky turned white, the dark clouds dissipated, and the morning light outlined a clean and soft outline for the ruined city.
Someone was leaning leisurely on the narrow bridgehead of the Soul Abyss with his arms folded, looking at the sunlight coming through the narrow gap with interest.
Hearing the footsteps, he turned around, revealing an ordinary but gentle face.
"Coming?"
This face is so ordinary that you can't even find it in a crowd, but the voice is extremely familiar.
Qi Qing was still a little dazed and subconsciously looked at Yue Ji beside him.
Yue Ji asked softly, "Are you leaving?"
"Yes, we should have set off a long time ago, but Mr. Qi delayed us for these days."
The man stood up with a smile and bowed to the two of them: "But it's okay, I can still do one last thing for the young master, this is enough."
"etc."
Qi Qing subconsciously wanted to persuade him to stay, but the other party waved his hand as if he had expected it: "You should walk the rest of the way on your own."
"No need to see me off... We'll never meet again."
In the morning light, his figure gradually faded and turned into flying smoke.
A warmth dispelled the gloom and enveloped the two of them.
…
In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed since the Battle of Soul Abyss.
Qi Qing had been lying in bed for almost a month after returning to Tiandu Sect.
All he did every day was recuperate from his injuries. He was so idle that hair was growing on him. He lived entirely on the news from the outside world brought by Ji Chunfeng.
The thunder from the sky that day was really meant to kill him.
He had already exhausted all his strength and means in the decisive battle with the Demon Lord. He might not be able to withstand even an ordinary thunder tribulation, let alone the death tribulation tailor-made for him by Heaven.
——But Heaven probably never expected that Yue Ji would block this disaster for him.
The protagonist of the original novel, the darling of heaven and the pride of the sect, would actually block the thunder for a little cannon fodder who was only described in a few sentences. This kind of plot would probably be criticized as outrageous if it was written into the storybook.
But fortunately, Long Aotian and the little cannon fodder both survived.
Qi Qing sighed softly, but the corners of his lips unconsciously raised.
"Master, you are so happy. What good news have you heard?"
The next moment, Yue Ji stepped into the door.
Qi Qing turned towards the source of the sound and heard the sound of the medicine bowl being placed on the table. His smile immediately disappeared.
He asked, "Didn't Elder Lingyao say that we could stop taking the medicine starting yesterday?"
Yue Ji sat down by the window, his breath getting closer, and held up his face with his warm palms, as if checking his eyes: "The elder only suggested stopping the medication. In my opinion, Master should take it for two more days."
The final battle in Hunyuan that day injured Qi Qing's soul and forced him into a state of temporary blindness.
Despite the spiritual medicine elder's repeated assurances that even if Qi Qing did nothing, he would be able to recover his sight naturally within half a year, Yue Ji still asked for the medicine bag and boiled soup and medicine in the courtyard every day. The bitter smell wafted inside and outside the house, and it tasted extremely bitter, more bitter than life, as if it was revenge for what Qi Qing had cooked for Yue Ji before.
Qi Qing turned away unhappily: "Why don't you drink?"
He felt quite indignant. Long Aotian was indeed Long Aotian. He was clearly hacked to pieces and covered in blood, but he was alive and well again after just a few days of lying down.
Why doesn’t the system give me a healing skill card?
Qi Qing thought unhappily.
"Recover your sight soon so I can take you to see the Mirage Clan." Yue Ji's voice suddenly softened: "...They all want to see you again."
Qi Qing was stunned by these sudden words, and he also slowed down his voice and said, "It won't be long."
The battle between the monks and the demons is coming to an end. The Demon King has died, the Soul Abyss has collapsed, and most of the demon generals have died in battle. The remaining demons can no longer cause any waves, and the situation has returned to normal.
Because of his contribution in killing the Demon Lord, even if other sects, especially the three sects, still had complaints about Yue Ji and the Mirage Clan, they had to show some courtesy to the hero.
Eventually, all parties compromised and allowed the Mirage Clan to move to a buffer zone between several major sects, where they would be jointly supervised by several sects but were not allowed to interfere with their lives.
For the Mirage Clan who had just escaped from the abyss, this was a rare forgiveness.
Perhaps this generation will not be completely free yet, but in time, their descendants will eventually return to this world.
After the war was over, Miao Zheng came to see Qi Qing once, bringing a message from the city lord.
He wanted to send some pills and Liucheng herbs, but was rejected by Qi Qingwan, and was hesitant to speak. However, he did not say anything else and left Middle-earth the next day.
The Wanshou Sect sent He Chong and Fu Ling to express their condolences, although Qi Qing felt that the two were just taking the opportunity to join in the fun.
The girl first asked about his eye condition with concern, then turned around and whispered to her senior brother, discussing stealing her master's Snow Jade Nourishing Spirit Ointment to give it to Qi Qing to try, but Qi Qing flatly refused.
——Forget about the conspiracy, can you please respect him as the person involved?
He is only temporarily blind, he is not deaf.
Hearing his master's unfriendly tone, Yue Ji immediately and coldly drove the man away.
Now he is in charge of all of Qi Qing's affairs, taking care of her meticulously, even to the point of making sure Qi Qing takes medicine, coughs, or even if a strand of hair falls out.
This behavior almost had Qi Qing in his hands, and he was just short of doing whatever he wanted.
The head of the sect doesn't like to watch it, and his senior brother is still on the front line, so he can't do anything about it. Qi Qing can only endure it.
Qi Qing originally thought that he would be able to become a big boss once his eyes recovered, but after waiting for a long time, his eyes did not recover and he gained some weight instead.
When his senior brother found time to come back and see him, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you enjoying your life in peace in advance?"
"I am a wounded soldier, so of course I deserve to enjoy myself." Qi Qing lazily replied, "Do you have any objection?"
"Come on, stop being so funny. Is there really nothing wrong with your eyes?"
The senior brother lifted his eyelids and took a look, with some worry in his tone: "I have met many capable people these days. How about this, I will help you find other ways."
I have to say that he is very efficient.
In the evening, an old man from the Mirage Clan floated over slowly.
"Is it worth going to such great lengths to deal with a mere damage to the soul?" The old man sneered, "You cultivators only know how to drink medicine, but you don't use the ready-made Mirage Clan. Isn't this seeking the farthest goal instead of the near one?"
Qi Qing was at a loss. Yue Ji paused while holding the medicine bowl, and asked humbly, "What do you mean, ancestor?"
The old man of the Mirage Clan snorted unhappily: "Only when it comes to your master do you behave like a junior!"
He circled around Qi Qing a few times and said slowly, "We, the Mirage Clan, were created from the essence of heaven and earth. Even if we have some demon blood mixed in, we can still pass the test... Young man, when you were practicing dual cultivation with him, didn't you find that your cultivation level increased exceptionally fast?"
Qi Qing took a breath of cold air.
Even if he couldn't see it now, he could imagine Yue Ji's eyes suddenly brightening up: "What the ancestor meant was..."
"Let's practice dual cultivation."
The old man from the Mirage Clan uttered these words.
That night, the man who had been holding it in for days finally licked Qi Qing over and over again to his heart's content.
One day.
Two days.
Three days.
…
A full half month passed.
Qi Qing finally couldn't stand it anymore, and kicked the person off him one night.
As a result, the next day, his eyes miraculously recovered.
"Um?"
Qi Qing blinked, looked at the plain gauze curtain above her head, then turned to look at the person beside her, and for a moment she felt as if she was in another world.
The day he traveled through time was also a cool morning like this. His senior brother took him to recruit disciples. He accidentally gave Yue Ji's name and stepped into the Youjiang Forest again.
From then on, the red thread of fate tied them tightly together at both ends.
Yue Ji seemed to sense something, and slightly opened his eyes. He sleepily hugged him in his arms and called vaguely, "Master?"
From a child as thin as a cat to a handsome young man, and then to the tall and handsome young man he is today, he has been by Yue Ji's side through thick and thin.
Looking back now, many things have happened.
——Fortunately, the original person is still by my side.
Not hearing his response, Yue Ji woke up completely. Their eyes met, and there was a rare silence.
"Master."
Yue Ji gently touched his face, his voice gentle, his dark eyes fell on his face, as if he could never look enough.
Qi Qing held his hand and smiled gently: "Yes, I'm here."
It's spring outside and the season is pleasant.
The future is long, so why not be indifferent to the weather together, watch the mountains and rivers together.
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