"Soul?" After feeling that his soul was a little sluggish, Qingyun had a flash of inspiration in his mind, as if he had captured a trace of something. But the inspiration only flashed away. Qingyun closed his eyes and tried very hard to recall, but he couldn't.
I can no longer feel anything that seems to be related to my soul.
Qingyun stood up, supported his chin with one hand, and walked back and forth in the passage. "Soul, soul!" He kept mumbling to himself, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Chu Ying who was meditating on the side, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
!"Soul, Sister Chu Ying, oh, no wonder that old pig wants Sister Chu Ying to assist me, he is so talented!"
Qingyun cursed excitedly, as if he had discovered a new world, and immediately rushed to Chu Ying in three steps and two steps at a time, shouting in a low voice: "Sister Chu Ying, sister Chu Ying, sister Chu Ying..." He
His voice was very low, because he was afraid that if Chu Ying was at a critical moment in her cultivation, there would be some bad consequences if she suddenly shouted loudly. And he called her very quietly, because if she was indeed at a critical moment, she would naturally not be able to hear her.
. And if you are just in a normal state of cultivation, you will hear his voice soon.
It's a pity that Qingyun whispered a few words, but Chu Ying didn't respond at all. Qingyun knew that Sister Chu Ying was really at a critical juncture. He simply stopped disturbing him and returned to the original place, sat down cross-legged and began to meditate.
, looking forward to entering that wonderful meditative state again. Maybe this wonderful meditative state will be of some help to him.
…
Ten days passed. Qingyun opened his eyes and immediately felt refreshed. The state of meditation was really indescribably refreshing! He turned to look at Chu Ying and found that she was still practicing with her eyes closed.
Qingyun had no choice but to close his eyes again and use his consciousness to attack the mysterious barrier!
Once, twice...a hundred times... This time Qingyun was very surprised to find that when he hit the hundredth time, his soul was not as depressed and exhausted as last time. This discovery immediately boosted his confidence.
Expand your spiritual consciousness again and continue to attack the barrier...
This time, Qingyun hit this mysterious barrier nearly five hundred times. In the end, his soul felt very stinging, and finally he couldn't hold on anymore. He quickly withdrew his consciousness, and Qingyun felt that his whole body was a little shaky.
Soft, this is an extremely rare phenomenon for monks. Maybe this time the soul really exerted too much force, Qingyun thought. For the first time, he no longer sat cross-legged in meditation, but fell asleep! Yes!
, just like he had to sleep every day before embarking on the journey of cultivation, Qingyun fell on the ground and fell asleep...
In the mysterious cave, the red-robed old pig demon opened his eyes and smiled...
Time flew by. Qingyun only felt that he had had a long dream! In the dream, he saw a shocking picture. The picture was full of blood and the sound of killing was loud! A man with a peerless appearance
A beautiful woman was holding a little baby in her arms and kept running across the bloody sky. A stalwart man held a red dragon-shaped spear in his hand, constantly protecting her behind her, killing all the enemies who came after her again and again.
Killed by gun!
The stalwart man was like a god of war. He had killed countless enemies, but he still stood like a mountain! However, there were too many enemies that caught up with him. After a while, the sky was filled with spells and the stalwart man was drowned... The picture also changed.
The blur gradually dissipated.
As soon as the dream changed, Qingyun dreamed of his hometown, a beautiful small village on the seaside, Jishan Village. Uncle Luo Zhu, who had been away for a long time, went out early in the morning and came back late at night to catch fish on the sea. The children in the village were all chattering together and playing together.
, only Xiao Qingyun sat alone. After a while, a delicate little girl ran over, sat down next to him, shook his arm and asked him to tell a story. Xiao Qingyun was impatient, stood up and walked towards home.
He walked away, but the little girl smiled, jumped and still followed closely behind him...
The dream turned again. He dreamed of meeting Xiaolong, Suotian and Talie for the first time. He also dreamed of meeting Zihan, Lin Yu, Liu Yue and Sister Chu Ying for the first time! By the way, Sister Chu Ying, didn’t I have something to do with her?
?Why are you so confused?
"White-haired little brother...White-haired little brother...Fu Qingyun...Fu Qingyun..." Qingyun heard something vague for a while, and realized that someone was gradually calling him, and he couldn't help but slowly opened his eyes.
As soon as Qingyun opened his eyes, he saw Chu Ying's beautiful face, and immediately felt that his breathing was much easier than usual. Then he found that he was lying on the ground, and he couldn't help being shocked. "I... fell asleep last night?" Qingyun
As he spoke, he stood up and sat up.
"You slept really long this time!" Chu Ying unexpectedly smiled at Qingyun in a rare way. This smile suddenly felt like a warm sun in the cold winter, like a spring breeze in an icy sky, making Qingyun feel more comfortable.
Qingyun could only feel that the whole world in front of him was illuminated so brilliantly by this smile!
Seeing Qingyun staring at her blankly, Chu Ying couldn't help but frown slightly and said, "What's wrong? Did you fall asleep? Did you see something wrong on your sister's face?"
Qingyun was startled and said without thinking: "It's a hundred times, a thousand times more beautiful than flowers!" Qingyun said the truth unintentionally, and suddenly felt quite embarrassed.
Chu Ying was stunned for a moment, and a blush suddenly appeared on her face. However, she quickly returned to normal with her powerful cultivation! Then she said with a normal expression: "Little white-haired brother, do you know how long you have been sleeping?"
Qingyun stood up and asked nonchalantly: "What's wrong? Could it be that I slept for another seven or eight days?"
"Seven or eight days? Sister, I tell you. In another seven or eight days, you will have slept for fifty years!" Chu Ying said this very casually, because for her who has practiced for nearly a thousand years, fifty years is simply a long time.
A very ordinary retreat time, just in the blink of an eye.
But it was completely different when it fell into Qingyun's ears. "What, fifty years? You're not kidding me?" Qingyun couldn't believe it at all. How could fifty years pass in a single sleep? Fifty years, it's going to happen.
Too many things?
Chu Ying said very seriously: "I woke up after less than five years of your sleep. I planned to wake you up, but was stopped by Senior Huo Ling."
Qingyun was shocked. Could it be that what Sister Chu Ying said was true? But why did he feel that it was just a dream? A dream for fifty years? That's ridiculous. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask: "Am I sleeping like this?"
Does fifty years have something to do with the old pig?"
Chu Ying nodded and said, "It should be. Otherwise, he wouldn't have stopped me from waking you up!"
"Then let's go over and ask Old Man Zhu!" Qingyun said and walked towards the stone gate, followed by Chu Ying.
The two quickly opened the door and entered the stone room. As soon as Qingyun came in, he shouted: "Old man Huo Lingzhu... Oh no, Senior Huo Ling, Senior Huo Ling, I have something important to ask you!"
"Young boy, I've grown fifty years old, but I'm still so upset." Following a voice of dissatisfaction, the fire spirit pig demon in a big red robe mysteriously appeared in the burning flames.