Chapter 1276 Going north

"The beauty is now, of course, you are better at Master Qi. But what should I do if the beauty is painting and playing the piano, I want to see it?"

"Beauty? Hum?" Qin Mufeng pinched Feng Qing's chin with two fingers, and his thumb was stamped on Feng Qing's delicate skin and left a faint pink color: "I really spoiled you lawless."

Feng Qing smiled.

Qin Mufeng doesn't like others to comment on his appearance. No one except Feng Qing is so "bold".

Knowing that Qin Mufeng was not only not angry with him, but was in a good mood because of his words. Feng Qing lowered his chin, bit Qin Mufeng's big thumb, and threw it aside.

She said that letting Qin Mufeng play the piano and paint was to deliberately change the topic and activate the atmosphere.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the two of them was getting better, Feng Qing naturally didn't take the thimble.

As time goes by, they have to live together for a lifetime. In the future, they will slowly discover Qin Mufeng's various specialties. She doesn't believe that she can't see it when she paints and plays the piano.

"So, Aunt Ran is really a wonderful woman with both virtue and ability, and can cultivate you so well."

"Well. Mother is naturally excellent. But she is a little too soft-hearted."

So much so that he knew that Qin Yuan was going to rebel but couldn't bear to kill Qin Yuan, giving Qin Yuan a chance to turn over. He even had to leave with his father in the end.

"You still have Aunt Ran and you're memories. As long as you haven't forgotten Aunt Ran, she will always be with you." Feng Qing thought of her obsession with Ji Wushuang and Feng Shan, and said, "And, Master Qi, don't you find it a little strange? The Spirit Beast Clan will enter the Haotian Tower and become a soul beast after death. But our human Clan will disappear after death."

"I guess there is probably a plane we don't know, the place we go after the human race dies. If we are strong enough to find that plane, perhaps we can really bring back the dead of the person we are thinking about."

When Feng Qing talked about this, his expression was firm, and Qin Mufeng's eyes flashed.

He had a strong relationship with his mother, but he never thought of resurrecting her. Because the final death of her biological mother was her choice. If she wanted to survive at that time, Qin Yuan would definitely not be able to take her life. She ended up committing suicide in front of the body of the King of Nan Qin.

However, Feng Qing had a great obsession with resurrection of the dead.

"The reason why you can't sleep is because of this?" Qin Mufeng gently pushed away the broken hair between Feng Qing's forehead.

Feng Qing was stunned.

She didn't expect that Qin Mufeng could even guess this.

"When you leave the Forest City, you have received the blessings of the forest light because you are obsessed with it, right?"

The man named Fengshan.

The person who died at Ling Wumei's hands and died for Feng Qing.

"Well. I think it is because of my persistence that the light of the forest gave me the memory of Uncle Fengshan it stored. The forest illusion should be a mirror that can store things that have happened to all things in the world. Uncle Fengshan's memory does not really belong to Uncle Fengshan, but records of Uncle Fengshan stored in the light of the forest. I think it should have just made it meet Uncle Fengshan."

"After all, the person who explodes himself no longer has his soul. Even if I want to see Uncle Fengshan, I can't. However, after seeing Uncle Fengshan in the illusion, I still didn't let go of my obsession and still wanted to resurrect Uncle Fengshan. So in the end, in order to truly fulfill my most urgent wish, the Light of the Forest could only give me the part of the memory that belonged to Uncle Fengshan."

That memory is also the last little evidence that Feng Shan had stayed in this world.

It is also the most critical step for Feng Qing to resurrect Feng Shan.

"The light of the forest can give more than that. You don't want anything else. As long as this wish, won't you feel lost?"

"Of course not." Feng Qing shook her head decisively: "I really feel that I am happy enough. I have obtained many things that ordinary people want but cannot get. For example, wealth and status, family affection, and even my appearance. More importantly, I met you, Qi Ye, and I really haven't become more complete."

"If I have to ask for more, that is, I should be punished by God."

Qin Mufeng hugged Feng Qing into his arms.

His girl has always been like this.

He is self-sufficient and kind, and is obviously more qualified to be more greedy, but he never wants to ask for it. This way, he just wants to hold everything in this world in his hands and hand it to her.

She can not, but she deserves the best in this world.

His heart, which had been cold and hard for many years, was also because of her that she slowly regained its original softness.

"Master Qi, if you want to hug me, you can't hold it. The time can't be too long. I stopped to rest and take a breath. After a while, I will officially go into seclusion and concentrate and break through."

When Qin Mufeng heard this, he sighed, turned his head and gently bit the girl's small earlobe in his arms: "I have no conscience."

Feng Qing giggled, buried her face in Qin Mufeng's neck, and took a deep breath of the white sandalwood that Qin Mufeng had on her body.

"Whatever Master Qi said is what he said."

After reading everything in the space and coaxing his own man, Feng Qing started to retreat again.

Now that the peach blossom tree has become the area where Qin Mufeng is in seclusion, Feng Qing does not want to compete with Qin Mufeng. He walked slowly on the Spirit River where the soul-sustaining fruit planted, and finally chose to sit cross-legged above the water in the middle of the river.

She is the master of everything in this space. Since the Nuwa Stone re-recognized the master, the connection between Fengqing and Nuwa Stone has become closer. Fengqing can even clearly feel the surrender of the Nuwa Stone space to her.

There was no need for spiritual power to control it. Feng Qing had an idea, and the rushing water of the Ling River lifted her up and carried it on the Ling River.

The rich spiritual energy of the spiritual spring water was lingering upward, as if he knew his master's thoughts, and it began to condense around Feng Qing's body, and it slowly wrapped Feng Qing's body, just like a colorful fog ball began to rotate slowly.

Finally, the spiritual energy gathered on Fengqing's head, and then the top of the skull entered her body, spreading to her limbs and bones.

Feng Qing saw Lingquanshui so well-behavedly, threw a few Five Soul Pills into her mouth, poured a jar of peach wine, closed her eyes and immersed in it.

Qin Mufeng, who was sitting cross-legged under the peach tree, looked at Feng Qing with a faint expression, and his eyes were not sure what was going on, but he seemed to be infatuated.

In the Medicine King Valley, Chu Yi and Dashe who had already gone north and finally brought Feng Xu and Nangong Liuli back to the Medicine King Valley from Xuecheng, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A group of four stood at the entrance of the brand new stone pillars of Medicine King Valley, looking at the colorful stone pillar gate, with different expressions.

"It's finally here. Ji Wuxue is really shameless. If he doesn't show up, he will send these puppets to chase us and kill us." Feng Xu gritted his teeth, looked behind him, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

(End of this chapter)
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