Chapter 322: Transformation to Spiritual Peak
Chapter 322: Transformation to Spiritual Peak
Chapter 322: Transformation Spirit Peak
"There really is a disciple in danger there. The Sect Master really..."
"Shh, he's awake. Go in and change his dressing."
"I know, I know, lululu!"
"You girl!"
The door was pushed open, gusts of cold wind approached, and then the quilt was lifted, and a cold touch spread across Xu Youan's burning and painful wound.
He moved his eyelids with difficulty and opened them.
The person facing him was a little girl with two buns on her head. She looked about six or seven years old, with some baby fat on her face and big eyes. She was wearing a snow-white disciple's uniform. The edges of the clothes were embroidered with black and white intertwined patterns, and the skin exposed outside the sleeves was extremely pale, so pale that there was no trace of blood.
Doesn't look like a living person.
Xu Youan glanced at her, gritted his teeth and supported himself to get up. He rubbed his body and was about to get out of bed.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't move. Your injuries are very serious. If you can't dissolve the power of the thunder as soon as possible, your wounds will fester." The little girl saw Xu Youan was about to leave without saying a word, and hurriedly stopped him.
Xu Youan certainly knew his situation. He glanced around vigilantly and still refused the little girl to approach.
The little girl had no choice but to go out and beg a woman to come in.
Although she was said to be a woman, the woman who came in was actually very young.
With her jet-black hair, dignified eyebrows, quiet and gentle temperament, flawless appearance, and that glittering dress, she looks like a goddess from the sky.
Not only is she young, she is also incredibly beautiful.
As soon as she came in, it was as if the gorgeous sunset in the sky also came in, and the whole room became brighter.
Before she got close, the faint fragrance of her clothes reached his nose.
It's a bit like a red plum blossom in the cold winter, and a bit like the damp and hazy surface of a lake in summer.
With every step she took, the forbidden steps on her skirt drew an elegant and beautiful arc, and beautiful sunflowers were engraved one after another on the floating hem of her skirt. The color was very light, as light as frost condensed in the cold autumn.
If she hadn't tied her hair into a bun, you wouldn't have known she was a married woman.
But it is precisely this incongruity that adds a touch of maternal tenderness to her, making people unconsciously feel close to her.
No one can resist such extraordinary beauty at the first time, but Xu Youan's expression is indifferent, even tired.
The vigilance in his eyes remained, but it faded a little when he saw the person coming. He respectfully bowed to her as a disciple.
"Disciple, I am Xu Youan from Zhenfeng, meeting Master Song. Thank you for taking me in and helping me. I will always remember this."
Song Changan was surprised, and his gentle eyebrows raised slightly.
She took the ointment from the little girl, motioned Xu Youan to lie down, and she applied the ointment to him personally.
Xu Youan hesitated for a moment, but still did as he was told.
"Do you know me?"
"heard about it."
"Just by hearing it, can you confirm who I am?"
Xu You settled down for a moment and whispered, "My disciple is unconscious in the Ghost Forest. The Ghost Forest is a forbidden area. The only thing nearby is the Soul-Transforming Peak, which is just a stone's throw away from the forbidden area. Although there is plenty of light here, the temperature is very cold. It's not real sunlight, which means I'm probably not on the ground. Although there are spiritual fluctuations on her and you, there's no breath of life. My disciple can only be at the Soul-Transforming Peak, where there are ghost cultivators.
"And in Zhuanling Peak, the only one with peerless beauty is you, Uncle Master."
Song Changan chuckled after hearing this and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub Xu Youan's head: "You are really observant, little guy. Senior Brother Chongdao really has accepted a good disciple."
Xu Youan didn't say anything and used a lot of effort to restrain his urge to refuse her approach.
Fortunately, Song Changan also noticed his discomfort. After giving him the medicine, he stood up and asked the girl beside him to take him away.
It is better for living people not to stay in the land of the dead for too long.
Xu Youan didn't say much. He just thanked her again, endured the pain in his body, and followed the girl out.
The world outside the house was no different from the world on the ground, except that a huge glowing spiritual weapon replaced the rising and setting sun and moon, and the plants growing here were all those that hated the sun and loved the shade. After taking only two steps, a chill climbed up from the soles of his feet.
The little girl was chattering and was very lively. Although Xu Youan didn't say anything along the way, she was still able to talk happily to herself.
Xu Youan couldn't help but look at her.
How did such a young girl die?
"Hey, Brother An, look, it's Grandpa Wang and Grandma Li!" The little girl suddenly stopped and pointed to the two old people who were pounding clothes and washing rice by the stream and showed them to Xu Youan. Then, without waiting for him to say anything, she lifted up her skirt and ran over to help them wash the clothes and wash the rice. After that, she stood there and listened to their praise for a while.
When she came back, Xu Youan looked at her strangely.
The little girl blinked in confusion: "Brother An, what's wrong?"
Xu Youan tilted his head and looked at the elderly couple supporting each other as they walked towards the distant village: "Do they need laundry or food?"
Moreover, when he looked at them, there was no spiritual power fluctuation in their souls, so they were obviously not ghost cultivators.
Since he is not a ghost cultivator, why would he appear in Zhuanling Peak?
"Ah, about that. Grandpa Wang and Grandma Li are both ghosts. Of course, they don't have to wash clothes or cook. It's just that all the people in Stone Village are like this. They weren't cultivators when they were alive, so they can't become ghost cultivators after death. They don't know how to cultivate, so their souls can't enter reincarnation. They can only live here day after day, just like they did before they died."
The little girl moved closer to Youan, lowered her voice, and whispered, "Many of them think they're not dead, they've just moved to a new place. Master said, never tell them they're dead."
Xu Youan was getting more and more confused the more he listened: "Are you saying that everyone in Stone Village is dead?"
The little girl nodded and said, "Yes, I am from Stone Village too. I have a sworn sister. She left me a book of immortality for breathing and inhaling energy. That's how I became a ghost cultivator and became Master's disciple. But I haven't seen her in years. I don't know where she went. I can't find her no matter how hard I try."
Xu Youan's breathing became still, and for a moment he felt as if some vortex was sucking him in, but he couldn't figure out what was going on, and he just felt weird and uneasy.
There was a secret that he should have understood and discovered long ago, spread out before him. If he only took one more step forward, thought about it more carefully and patiently...
"Why can't their souls enter reincarnation?"
The little girl shook her head: "I don't know. Master said she doesn't know either."
Xu Youan squatted down and looked into her eyes seriously: "You are also from Stone Village, so do you know how you... and they died?"
The little girl was confused at first, and then her face suddenly changed.
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