Cloud Sea Cliff.
A quiet night.
The vast and boundless starry sky is so close, it seems you can reach out and pluck it. Mirror Lake reflects the starlight, and there are many fireflies on the lakeside. The chirping of insects in the mountains and forests gradually becomes lively.
Qin Luo and Hua Ying sat on the edge of the cliff, enjoying the evening breeze. Every now and then, a shooting star streaked across the night sky, leaving a fleeting trace.
"Meteors are beautiful, but they only last for a moment."
"I think even if it's a fleeting moment of beauty, it will still be beautiful when you look back on it many years later."
"These beautiful moments will eventually be forgotten."
Even if we've all forgotten, we still witnessed these beautiful moments together, didn't we?
"yes."
The flower shadows smiled gently.
She took out her bamboo flute and played it gently, her dangling legs swaying, the soft flute music almost as if afraid to disturb the night.
As Qin Luo listened to the flute music, his mind became calm; he hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time.
Xuanqing lay on a hillside not far away, crossed his legs, and took out a dragon blood stone from his pocket and handed it to Xiaodie, "Sister Xiaodie, this is for you."
Xiaodie smiled with narrowed eyes, shook her head, and whispered, "It's too precious, I can't accept it."
"Here, take this."
Xuanqing handed Xiaodie a spirit fruit.
"Thanks."
Little Butterfly munched on wild fruit, smiling sweetly.
Xuanqing gnawed on the dragon blood stone, grinning foolishly.
It was late at night.
Qin Luo fell asleep to the gentle sound of the flute. Suddenly, he leaned against Hua Ying's shoulder, and the flute music stopped abruptly.
Hua Ying looked at Qin Luo, who was leaning on her shoulder, her eyes gentle and her pretty face bearing a charming smile.
A cool breeze swept in at dawn. Qin Luo opened his eyes and saw the majestic mountain peaks. He sat up calmly and said, "Sorry, your flute playing was too soothing last night."
Hua Ying rubbed her thigh and deliberately pouted, "You're getting heavier and heavier, and you're still criticizing me!"
"Maybe I've been eating too well lately."
Qin Luo smiled slightly, stretching as he did so. He hadn't had such a comfortable rest in a long time; often, even with his eyes closed, he didn't truly rest.
"Thank you for being my pillow."
Hua Ying nodded and smiled softly.
Before Qin Luo was a churning sea of clouds. If he wasn't careful, he could fall off the cliff in one step. He stood on the cliff top to stretch his muscles and practice his boxing in front of the rolling sea of clouds.
Hua Ying looked back and saw Xuan Qing lying on the hillside hugging a wooden stake, while Xiao Die was curled up hugging her legs.
Qin Luo's fists were entwined with clouds and mist. The color of his clothes, which were originally grayish-white, turned snow-white without him realizing it, as if they were transformed from the morning clouds and mist.
The sea of clouds swept over the cliff top and fell down the hillside. Xuanqing and Xiaodie woke up one after the other, and they found themselves in the sea of clouds.
Wow!
Xuanqing reached out and cupped the clouds in his hands.
The distant sea of clouds was gradually dyed red, and then a ray of rosy light shone between heaven and earth. Qin Luo flicked his sleeves and turned around, just in time to see the sun slowly rising.
A ray of morning glow illuminates countless mountains and rivers.
The sea of clouds was covered with scattered gold. Hua Ying said softly, "The mountains and seas are coming toward us. Such a view is indeed unforgettable, but I prefer the sunrise at Luoxia Peak."
"They all look good."
"I knew it."
Qin Luo and Hua Ying exchanged a smile.
Leaving Yunhai Cliff, Qin Luo and his group entered Leiguang Gorge. There was a newly built plank road in the gorge, which avoided the jagged rocks and preserved the gorge's landscape.
The plank road was wide enough for a horse-drawn carriage to pass through, and Qin Luo knew that it was built by Wu Song overnight.
When Qin Luo and his group reached the middle of the canyon, they encountered Wusong, who was still building the plank road.
Upon seeing Qin Luo, Wu Song immediately stopped his work, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Immortal Master, Imperial Preceptor."
Qin Luo chuckled and joked, "You didn't build the plank road overnight for us, did you?"
Looking at Qin Luo's smiling face, which felt like a gentle breeze, Wu Song respectfully said, "Immortal Master, we have your concerns in mind. We are also building a plank road so that the people in the vicinity can see Mirror Lake and Cloud Sea Cliff through the canyon. When more people come here, this humble god will have more incense offerings."
"Your plan is good."
Qin Luo thought the black snake was very clever, able to listen to the advice of the Golden Flower Goddess, and indeed had a high level of comprehension.
Which direction is Xinmiao Village in?
"After exiting the canyon, there is a small path. Follow the path and you will reach Xinmiao Village."
"You keep working, no need to see us off. Get the boardwalk repaired as soon as possible, and we'll stop by the village to help you promote it."
"No problem, then thank you very much, Immortal Master."
Wu Song couldn't stop smiling.
Everyone benefited from this trip.
Dong Xuan obtained the Thunder Tribulation Grass, Wu Song became a mountain god, Qin Luo and the others enjoyed an unforgettable view, and they all got what they wanted.
Before leaving, Qin Luo suddenly turned back and said, "Yunhai Cliff is very high and dangerous. You'd better build some railings."
"Thank you for the reminder, Immortal Master. I will go and repair the fence after I finish the plank road." Wu Song nodded respectfully.
Qin Luo and the others walked forward.
Xuanqing took out a dragon blood stone and handed it to Wusong, grinning, "Old Hei, I picked a lot of spirit fruits in the canyon yesterday. This dragon blood stone is your compensation."
Wu Song's eyes widened. Dragon Bloodstone could strengthen His bloodline, something that no amount of spiritual fruit could compare to.
"Thank you, Little Dragon King!"
Wusong bowed deeply in gratitude.
Let's go!
Xuanqing caught up with Qin Luo, carrying the wooden stake.
Leaving Leiguang Gorge, Qin Luo saw Dong Xuan squatting by the edge of the gorge. This time, he didn't bring his sickle.
Upon seeing Qin Luo, Dong Xuan knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Immortal Master! Thank you!"
Qin Luo stepped forward to help Dong Xuan up, a smile on his face, and asked softly, "Is your mother feeling any better?"
Overjoyed, Dong Xuan wept, choking back tears as he said, "Immortal Master, my mother is cured! She looks more than ten years younger overnight and is already able to work in the fields."
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