Chapter 362 How about you let me eat it?
Chapter 362 How about you let me eat it?
"This is a dream, a spiritual world. How can there be a body here, let alone bones? Everything is just a transformation of the spirit. It is up to the spirit to change into any form..."
The skeleton finally made his point clear.
Chang Qing's expression finally changed, but he quickly calmed down and shouted coldly: "You have never had any weakness or death. Everything is shown to me with your eyes!!"
There was some anger and trembling in his words.
"That's not ridiculously stupid!"
The skeleton nodded, and blood lines began to spread on it, gradually forming flesh, skin, and even long hair. Even clothes emerged, and two Evergreens suddenly appeared here.
"So what? I pulled you in and sealed off all contact with your body, but you still can't get out!"
'Changqing' pretended to be calm, but his tone was a little weaker and less confident.
"Oh? Really?" Chang Qing also smiled and slowly stretched his hand towards the air. A white deer suddenly appeared beside him.
Then, spots of green appeared on the ground under Changqing's feet, spreading towards the distance along with the white deer.
The flowers and plants are fragrant, moss is everywhere, and it is full of green. From time to time, there is a stream flowing. In less than a moment, half of the space here has turned into a green cliff. The stream passes through the mountains, making a tinkling sound, and there are fish swimming in the air, looking lively and lively, with fairy music lingering.
Changqing was greatly encouraged by the sight. He took a deep breath, stretched himself, and picked a relatively dry rock to sit on.
"What now?" The smile does not disappear, it just moves to another person's face.
"you……"'
The moment Qiwu Changqing saw this scene, he knew that the person in front of him had regained control of his body.
Frustration set in.
"When?" Changqing was silent for a long time, then raised his head and asked.
"Just now, or rather, the moment you appeared!"
"You are using my presence to connect to your body?! Damn it! How can you do this!" Changqing's face turned pale.
"Hmm! Now you've thought of it. You're not that stupid~" Changqing, who was sitting on the bluestone, nodded and shook his head.
"As for connecting my body through you, don't forget that this is my body. You are just a rebellious thought. How can you use it?"
The body condensed by the 'Evergreen' mist was shaking continuously, and the person in front of him actually made him feel powerless, like an ant facing a mountain, unable to be shaken.
"What kind of monster are you?!"
The mist screamed, dispersed into a ball, and instantly swept in all directions, trying to escape.
Watching the escaping mist, Changqing still lay comfortably on the bluestone without stopping it.
Let this slight regret be combined with a sense of relief at having survived a disaster.
Chang Qing, who was lying down, suddenly remembered that at the beginning of the incident, outside the library door, that sharp-toothed self, when he saw him at that time, he might have had the same thought.
The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing pure white teeth, but the light reflected from them had a more sinister look.
"I know you can hear me. I have an idea now. What do you think?"
Changqing lay on the boulder, looking at the blue sky, gently exhaling a puff of turbid white mist, without asking for a response from that trace of consciousness.
He said directly: "How about you let me eat it?"
Changqing clearly saw the mist shake from the corner of his eye.
"I don't know about you, but I feel good about it, so that's it!"
His palm slowly reached towards the sky, and a huge amount of mental power surged, covering everything except the green cliff, and then he grasped it.
In an instant, the muddy swamp in front of me disappeared, like a bubble bursting and disappearing.
When he opened his palm, there lay a small evergreen figure, looking at him in despair and trembling.
"Don't eat me, I can help you!"
I knew that I was doomed today, so I immediately prayed.
Changqing's face was calm. He just raised his palm in front of his eyes and looked at the villain twice.
I thought it was working, and before I could wipe off the cold sweat, the whole body fell into darkness.
Outside, Changqing chewed it twice and frowned. It tasted like wax and was unpalatable, but he swallowed it anyway, thinking that it should not be wasted.
"No, I already have enough troubles inside my body. I don't want to play Mahjong. I'm sorry~"
Chang Qing clapped his hands and looked at his inner demon, wondering if he could have a meal now. But he felt that his inner demon was not the same as this kind of consciousness, and if he was not careful he would be attacked back, so he had to give up the idea.
After eating the little man, he also gained some memories, but none of them were useful. His consciousness only emerged after his arm was sealed, and he had no memory of the previous owner at all.
However, Changqing discovered something interesting. When he was on the road before, all the thoughts in his mind were imposed on him by that trace of consciousness. But what Cannian said was right. That arm was indeed very important. This was also what Cannian gradually realized under the influence of the holy object.
After swallowing the little man, Changqing only felt that there seemed to be some changes in the seed of his sea of thoughts.
Chang Qing glanced at the scenery of the green cliffs and white deer behind him and felt it was very wonderful. He admired it carefully and was very satisfied.
"It seems that someone has sent treasures here again during this period!" Chang Qing thought about it and guessed a few possibilities.
Changqing stretched out his hand and waved. A large forest of green trees appeared in the distance. The sound of birds singing filled the air. It was extremely pleasant. He could feel his own body. Changqing finally breathed a sigh of relief. Facing such a beautiful scenery, he began to feel a little sleepy.
"Fortunately the problem has been solved, otherwise, I really wouldn't dare to sleep!"
Changqing groaned, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep on the bluestone. The white deer on the cliff jumped over the stream, came to the boulder, sniffed Changqing carefully, and then lay down beside Changqing.
Feeling a touch of warmth, Changqing slept more comfortably.
……
It was winter outside, but because of the protection of the Yuling Sect's formation, it was warm as spring inside. The bamboo house where Changqing lived seemed a little lonely at this moment, and a thick layer of dust covered the entire yard.
The handsome uncle looked at Chang Qing who had his eyes closed on the bed, put down his hand on his wrist, and his face showed a slight smile.
"Okay, this kid should be fine. His sea of consciousness is solid, and his spiritual awareness has returned. I think he is fine and will wake up soon."
Suddenly, several sounds of relief were heard from behind the handsome uncle.
"Thank you, Master."
Zhong Baixuan bowed to express his gratitude.
Ling Yu's serious face also showed a rare smile.
The handsome uncle shook his hands and said, "Don't thank me, this kid slept for two years and survived on his own. Besides, if you are worried about this kid, I am worried too."
"Okay, let him rest assured. I guess you'll be able to see this kid full of life in a few days~" The handsome uncle stood up and walked outside.
Everyone followed along.
When they arrived at the courtyard, the originally green bamboo forest had already been covered with purple, turning into purple bamboo, and transformed into spiritual bamboo. This scene attracted the curiosity of many people, but fortunately, Yun Qinghan and others came from time to time, and when they saw that something was wrong, they had already reported it to the head of the sect, who then designed a formation to hide the place, thus avoiding panic.
The handsome uncle took a few more glances at the bamboo forest that had turned into spiritual bamboo, wondering whether he should dig up a few of them and plant them back. After all, they were spiritual bamboos, and the spiritual power they generated and the rhythm full of vitality made people greedy.
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