Chapter 354
In the darkness, Lin Qingyang woke up from his unconscious state.
He didn't open his eyes immediately, but held his breath and listened. The surroundings were very quiet, as quiet as death.
There was no sound, and naturally no evidence of other people's presence.
He slowly opened his eyes, his eyelids felt as heavy as if they weighed a thousand pounds, and everything in front of him was pitch black, he could not see anything.
For a moment, he even thought he was blind, but soon he realized that he was just in a completely enclosed space.
The air was plentiful, but it had a rotten smell. Clearly, this space had been sealed off for a long time.
He raised his hands, his stiff arms were as hard as a zombie's, and it took him some effort to sit up.
The hard touch and slight chill beneath his body quickly woke him up from his trance and made him realize his location in time.
"I'm back?"
The once clear and pleasant sound has become harsh and hoarse due to long-term disuse, as if it had been polished by sandpaper.
Lin Qingyang's face was terribly gloomy, and his pair of dark eyes were filled with deathly silence.
Is he... dreaming?
Were the days he spent with Ah Hui all just dreams he had after failing to get what he wanted?
Lin Qingyang was almost going crazy, the evil energy in his body was ready to go out of control at any time.
He couldn't accept this reality. If everything was just his dream, then let him and the world perish together!
etc!
Just when Lin Qingyang was about to go crazy, he suddenly felt a slight ripple in his sea of consciousness, as if... there was something hidden in it, and because he was frightened by the change in his emotions just now, there was some fluctuation.
Lin Qingyang's eyes turned cold, and the next second he appeared above his sea of consciousness.
"come out!"
Lin Qingyang's cold gaze scanned above his sea of consciousness. This was his sea of consciousness, his world. No one could invade here without his permission and without his knowledge.
Lin Qingyang's sea of consciousness was cold and desolate, like a desert, boundless and lifeless.
The sea of consciousness is a person's innermost manifestation, and Lin Qingyang's heart, like this wasteland, is dry and dead, and he has completely lost the desire to live.
"Ah..." A small figure dressed in dinosaur sleep clothes appeared from behind a rugged rock and greeted Lin Qingyang awkwardly.
Lin Qingyang's pupils suddenly shrank.
Little Tong!
Why did he appear in his sea of consciousness?
Lin Qingyang had questions in his mind, so he naturally asked them. He stretched out his hand and Xiao Tong was taken into his hand: "Why are you here?"
Xiao Tongyi was confused. Logically, he didn't know why he was here.
"Hurry up and tell me!" Lin Qingyang was eager to hear some kind of proof from him, and accidentally used a little too much force with his hands.
Xiaotong felt a little pain from being pinched and felt aggrieved.
Anyone thrown from a comfortable, warm bed into such a desolate desert would feel wronged. Furthermore, there was a fierce person interrogating him. Xiao Tong cried inwardly, but he dared not speak.
As someone who had worked with Lin Qingyang for a period of time, Xiao Tong knew very well what a crazy soul was hidden under this man's beautiful appearance.
"Ah! Ah!" Xiao Tong gestured, trying to explain that he didn't know what happened and came here in a daze.
However--
Lin Qingyang's face was wooden as he watched the little thing gesticulate, his patience gradually fading...
Xiao Tong felt a hint of murderous intent and his movements froze. He secretly glanced at Lin Qingyang, and the other party's unfriendly expression immediately made him shudder. Without making any gestures, he took out a writing board that was bigger than his entire body from the pocket of Little Dinosaur's pajamas.
Lin Qingyang: ???
Xiao Tong pulled out a ladder from the side and placed it on the writing board. He climbed up with a marker in his hand and wrote and drew on it.
As he moved, the murderous aura coming from Lin Qingyang gradually dissipated, and in the end, he even revealed a hint of joy.
Xiao Tong took a quick look and saw that the big devil was laughing. Fortunately, fortunately he reacted quickly, otherwise he would have lost his life.
He wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his face, climbed down the ladder, put it away obediently, and stood aside.
"So... you don't know why you appeared in my sea of consciousness, but you can feel Ah Hui's presence?" Lin Qingyang was finally relieved.
It turned out that everything was not a dream. He really succeeded in taking over another body and spent that kind of time with Ah Hui.
Lin Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, and his mood, which was on the verge of collapse at any time, stabilized.
As long as Ah Hui is alive, everything else is not a problem. He glanced at the well-behaved Xiao Tong and said calmly: "I don't know what happened, but you should stay here for the time being. We'll talk about it after Ah Hui and I meet."
Xiao Tong nodded repeatedly, then looked at the desolate surroundings with a distressed expression.
Lin Qingyang's mouth twitched. This little thing is quite picky. But when he thought about this little thing going back in the future, if he complained to Ah Hui about his dull and boring sea of consciousness, wouldn't that ruin his image?
Helplessly, he pinched his nose and waved his hand, and instantly a green tide came from a distance.
The place covered by the green tide suddenly became full of birdsong, flowers, and beautiful mountains and rivers. In just a blink of an eye, the wasteland turned into a beautiful mountain forest.
Xiao Tong let out a surprised cry and looked at everything in front of him with joy.
Seeing Xiao Tong's inexperienced look, Lin Qingyang curled his lips and then disappeared from his sea of consciousness.
Reappearing in the dark, empty room, Lin Qingyang leaned against the wall and sighed deeply.
I'm back again...
He raised his hand, and the stiffness caused by long-term immobility had disappeared. He had used this body for hundreds of years, so naturally there would be no discomfort.
There was not a speck of dust on his clothes. He touched his smooth skin and suddenly felt like laughing.
I had planned to refine this body into pills to replenish Cheng Hui, luckily I didn’t have time, otherwise... wait?
Lin Qingyang suddenly froze. If he didn't have this body, then the one that best matched him would be the body he had taken over before. If that was the case, even if he took the Fountain of Eternal Life, it wouldn't bring him back, right?
The more Lin Qingyang thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. His return must be the result of the Fountain of Eternal Life.
He had always thought that the function of the Fountain of Eternal Life was to harmonize yin and yang, but now it seemed that it had other functions, such as... finding the body that was most in harmony with the soul.
Lin Qingyang's mouth twitched. Compared with the body he took over, his original wife's body naturally met the requirements better. Without the support of his soul, the body he left behind was most likely doomed.
Reaching out to support his forehead, Lin Qingyang had always tried his best to avoid any contact with his current body, simply because - he had a bad reputation in the past.
The Blood Demon Lord... Just this title is enough to scare many people.
In the past, Lin Qingyang was quite brutal. Firstly, all demon cultivators were brutal, and if he wasn't, he wouldn't be able to intimidate his subordinates. Secondly, the targets of Lin Qingyang's brutality were mostly demon cultivators. He had no interest in attacking innocent ordinary people.
Of course, any righteous cultivator who took the initiative to attack him would definitely have no chance of survival. After all, just because he was not bloodthirsty did not mean that he would spare their lives if others came to attack him.
Counting on his fingers, Lin Qingyang discovered with a headache that quite a few people had died at his hands.
Put together, it has a bit of the flavor of a murderer...
Lin Qingyang was very distressed and couldn't help but complain about the Fountain of Eternal Life. Why did they send him back? Wouldn't it be better to let him continue to be his Lin Qingyang?
Although Lin Qingyang's cultivation is low, he is clean and innocent and has never killed a good person. He is a good match for Cheng Hui in every way.
On the other hand, the Blood Demon Lord Lin Qingqiu, eh... let’s not talk about him.
Lin Qingyang - no, it's time to call him Lin Qingqiu - was worrying about how to clear his identity and marry Cheng Hui.
Yes, even after going through all kinds of twists and turns, the only thought in his mind was still the Dual Cultivation Ceremony.
But before, he and Cheng Hui were the Corpse Puppet Sect cultivator and Cheng Hui's corpse refiner. This kind of dual cultivation ceremony between them might seem a bit sensational to ordinary people, but for the Corpse Puppet Sect, it was really no big deal.
After all, the Corpse Puppet Sect cultivator and his corpse refining deeds are well-known throughout the Xuanheng Realm, and there are quite a few who have formed dual cultivation partnerships with him.
But if the news that the Blood Demon Lord of the Demonic Path and a refined corpse of the Corpse Puppet Sect became a Taoist couple were to spread, it would definitely shock the entire Xuanheng Realm for eight hundred years.
Cheng Hui himself wouldn't refuse, but it's hard to say how the Corpse Puppet Sect would react...
Lin Qingqiu: ...
Headache!
Just as Lin Qingqiu was worrying about how to resolve the identity issue between the two, he suddenly heard some rustling sounds.
Lin Qingqiu: ...Hmm?
He sat up straight with alertness, staring coldly in the direction where the sound came from.
High-level cultivators often go into seclusion for decades, but he has only been in seclusion for nearly a hundred years, and some of his subordinates can't hold back?
Although the tradition of demon cultivators is that the inferiors overthrow the superiors, and only by overthrowing the current Demon Lord can the next Demon Lord take the throne, but the Blood Demon Lord Lin Qingqiu is also notorious among many Demon Lords. Who is so brave as to dare to touch the tiger's whiskers?
He watched coldly as the rustling sound grew closer, sounding like rats. But Lin Qingqiu didn't think so. The place where he was in seclusion was so densely protected that not even mosquitoes could fly in, let alone rats. Even the underground was protected by layers of defense, making it impossible for any living creature to get close.
In other words, if there really was a mouse, it must have been driven in by someone, perhaps to test his situation.
The sound gradually approached. Lin Qingqiu's mind moved, and a drop of blood flew out from his fingertips and flew into a concave mechanism. Several switches on the wall suddenly opened, and several fist-sized moonstones popped out, illuminating the entire secret room in an instant.
"Squeak!" A creature as big as a human head just pushed open a piece of the floor, revealing its head. The sudden light scared him and he squeaked twice instinctively.
"Hmph, a sneaky villain." Lin Qingqiu snorted coldly. He could tell at a glance that the mouse was a puppet controlled by humans. Many demon cultivators had similar methods.
However, the fact that the puppet was able to evade his defenses and even enter the secret room showed that the person behind this rat was extraordinary.
He stretched out his hand and the mouse flew out of thin air into his hand.
The mouse squeaked twice in fear, and a look of human-like fear appeared in its little eyes.
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