CH 92.2

The Qilian Mountain Range, thousands of miles away.

Elder Wu looked at the suddenly activated Soul Gathering Formation full of confusion. When he picked up Chen Yu, she did lose two souls, but he immediately resorted to magic arts and called those lost two souls back.

Chen Yu’s three immortal souls and seven mortal forms were intact. This was one thing he was incomparably sure of, but then why would the Soul Gathering Formation still suddenly activate?

“Old Man, what’s going on here?” Chen Yu was quite fearless, because the power released by the Soul Gathering Formation was very mild and she felt no discomfort.

“You activated the Soul Gathering Formation,” Elder Wu replied.

“Me?” Chen Yu was a little confused, “I didn’t do anything, ah.”

“Did you just inject spiritual power into the Soul Gathering Formation?” Elder Wu asked.

“I,” Chen Yu froze, then remembered that when the spirit qi from the Soul Gathering Formation seeped into her body through her pores just now, she seemed to be unable to resist mobilizing her inner spiritual power. Could it be because of this? “Then what should I do now?”

“Sit down, circulate your spiritual power and wait until the formation ends,” Elder Wu instructed.

“Oh.” Chen Yu obediently sat down, closed her eyes, and slowly circulated the spiritual power around her body.

By this time, the Soul Gathering Formation had been completely activated. Dense spirit qi kept flowing near the formation, forming a transparent spirit qi circle with the formation as the center, wrapping Chen Yu firmly in the middle.

Not long after, a mysterious force suddenly emerged from the Soul Gathering Formation, passing through the hole at the top of the stone room, breaking through the clouds at the top of Qilian Mountain, and after a short stay in the air, flew straight to the southeast.

That direction was the Qingmu Province!

Could it be that he really lost one of Chen Yu’s souls in the first place? Elder Wu couldn’t help but doubt himself.

“Om.” About half an hour later, a low beep suddenly rang. Elder Wu turned his head to look, only to see a hairpin shining with seven-colored spiritual light floating up from the bag Chen Yu carried with her, and finally hovered above her head.

“Green Spirit Hairpin?” Elder Wu said in surprise, “What did you sense?”

Without warning, the spirit qi in the room swirled. Elder Wu raised his head in response, and saw that countless phantoms were suddenly floating in from the hole above his head, like countless fragments, gathering around Chen Yu one after the other. The phantoms revolved with the rotation of the spirit qi, and slowly began to merge.

Elder Wu watched these shadows overlap and fuse one by one, eventually turning into a long-haired gentle and beautiful woman wearing a green shirt and a white dress.

“You are?” Elder Wu couldn’t resist taking a step closer.

The appearance of the woman was somewhat similar to Chen Yu, only that she looked more mature and gentle. In addition, the ancient charm of her frame seemed to be the spring in the ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River.

The woman’s curled eyelashes trembled, and then her eyes gently opened. Her first look did not land on Elder Wu in front of her. Instead, she raised her hand to pick up the Green Spirit Hairpin floating in front of her. A smile suddenly appeared on her face. The woman’s vermilion lips slightly parted; her eyebrows curved, and with the gentle movement of her slender fingers, she raised her hand and wore the hairpin in her hand on her head.

The seven-colored spiritual light flashed, and the original color of the black hairpin instantly replaced it. A milky white bead fell on the end of the hairpin, elegant and beautiful.

“Who are you?” Seeing that the woman didn’t seem to see him, Elder Wu couldn’t help but approach and ask again.

The woman seemed to see Elder Wu at this time. She raised her head, smiled faintly at him, and then turned into a shadow, then disappeared into Chen Yu.

“Wait a minute,” Elder Wu shouted to stop her but it was too late.

“Dang!” The Green Spirit Hairpin fell from the air the moment the woman disappeared, turning back into pitch black.

Elder Wu froze, unable to return to his senses for a moment. Until Chen Yu, who was sitting on the Soul Gathering Formation, suddenly fainted and the formation stopped spinning far away; only then did he pick up the Green Spirit Hairpin on the ground and looked at the unconscious Chen Yu with a deep sigh.

“What’s all this!”

At midnight, at the Lou’s small courtyard.

The spirit qi around the Bone Flute that was placed in the safe suddenly swirled. At the same time, Lou Ming, who was sleeping soundly in the bedroom, couldn’t help frowning, and then fell into a strange dream.

In the dream, Lou Ming was standing on a deserted hillside. The twilight was heavy, and he didn’t know where he was going for quite a time. A familiar feeling of loneliness swept over him with the night. He looked up at the night sky, sighing  that only the sun, moon and stars would not avoid him because of his evil qi.

Lou Ming stood straight and raised his head, as if immobilized. No matter how cold the night wind was or the dew on his clothes, he stared intently at the east, as if waiting for the sunrise. However, he knew that in the dream, he wasn’t waiting for anything. He just didn’t know what to do, and just stared blankly.

“Crack.” Came the sound of a branch being stepped on.

“Who is it?” Noticing someone approaching, Lou Ming in the dream turned around suspiciously.

A vague figure appeared out from behind a tree. The visitor who came seemed to be holding something in her hand, along with white light shining brightly around her. She walked to a meter in front of the man and stopped.

“What a handsome gentleman. Can you be my husband?” The woman giggled lightly, but her words were explicitly flirtatious.

“Miss, you should not come closer.” The dreaming Lou Ming took a few steps backward.

“Is Young Master afraid of me?”

“I’m afraid of hurting you.” The talisman on his body was lost, and he had yet to find his master, so he must not approach anyone at this time.

“Do you mean the evil qi in you? Then I’m not afraid.” The woman laughed.

“Are you a fairy fox?” Lou Ming asked in the dream. His master said that some malevolent ghosts might like the evil qi in him.

“You’re trying to say that I am a vixen, right?”

“I-I don’t mean that.” Lou Ming felt a little flustered in the dream.

“Whether you meant that or not, I’ll take it that you’re complimenting me on my beauty.” The woman once again laughed gently, which seemed to have accidentally awakened the sleeping sun, causing it to emerge from the sky at once.

The dark earth instantly became brighter, and in the middle of the flying dandelions stood a stunning woman. She was smiling brightly and delicately, and then asked the man opposite her without reserve: “What do you think? Do you want to marry me?”

“Why?”

“Somehow, I wanted to marry you as soon as I saw you, and I have this feeling that we should have done it long ago.” The woman’s aqua robe sleeves swayed, and she handed the silver-white Bone Flute to the man. “If you agree, I’ll send this to you as my dowry.”

At this point, Lou Ming was on the edge of exclaiming.

Just then, the imagery suddenly turned, and the mountain of dandelions turned into loess under the sky.

“Bzz-bzz.” The Bronze Sword in the safe gently trembled.

Lou Ming in the dream noticed that he seemed to be holding something in his hand. He looked down and found that he was holding a bronze sword. And the other end of the bronze sword was dyed with red.

“We’ll never see each other again.”

“Shishi!” The sleeping Lou Ming woke up with a start. He sat on the bed, covering his chest and panting heavily with a desperate lost emotion pervading his heart for a long time.

“Young Master.” He Qi rushed inside the moment Lou Ming cried out, “Young Master, what happened to you?”

“Cough, cough,” Lou Ming coughed frantically, akin to a drowning person who had just been rescued.

“Young Master, Young Master!”

That night, the lights in Lou’s small courtyard never went out.

The author has something to say:

Young Wu was suffering from the relationship between the sect and couldn’t confess to his beloved girl, so he planned to leave his sect temporarily.

Sect Master: Rebellious apprentice, bewitched by beauty!

Young Wu: Old Man, you don’t understand love.

The Sect Master pondered for a long time, and in order to help his disciple, he sent a letter to the lady’s sect.

The lady’s master opened the letter: I want to patch things up with you.

The lady’s master was furious, and when Young Wu came to the door, he beat him out.

Sect Master: Isn’t it inappropriate to patch things up with a Daoist nun? Forget it, the letter has been sent out anyway.