Chapter 60: Qingfeng has no soul

At night, there are some quiet and some restless sounds. It was already late, and everyone was basically asleep, but Qingyun was lying alone on the old wooden window, dragging her cheeks and quietly looking at the green maple trees crisscrossing the sky. "Strange trees!"

"Yes!" Ye Qing also jumped out of the bag again, he finally had a chance to breathe now. Nowadays, almost all the people have fallen asleep, and even powerful monks can't cultivate all day, they will be tired and rest.

"What did you find?" Qing Yun tilted her head slightly sideways and looked at Ye Qing who was sitting by the window beside her, her eyes were a little puzzled, and her clear eyes reflected the brilliance of the bright moon.

Ye Qing shook the leaves, he sighed, and slowly spoke, "Although this green maple ancient tree is old and contains terrifying aura, it lacks one thing, one of the most precious things!"

"What is it?" asked Qingyun.

"It should be what you call the soul!" Ye Qing was a little unsure, and he wasn't sure if what he sensed was right.

"Soul, is this possible?" Qingyun was a little confused, she didn't have much understanding of this mysterious thing, although she often heard people talk about it, but it was always difficult to understand.

Ye Qing stood up, he looked at the Qingfeng Ancient Tree not far away, "Plants and trees can sense each other. It was with this sense that I discovered the hidden problem. He said confidently, letting Qingyun also listen quietly on the side.

"Both humans and animals possess more or less intelligence and emotion, and wisdom and emotion are the most amazing things in life. And the thing that carries wisdom and emotion is the soul. It is ethereal but real, and a life with a soul is a complete life. Ye Qing said solemnly, and his clear eyes seemed to be able to perceive everything.

"How do you know?" Qingyun was extremely surprised by Ye Qing's statement, she didn't understand how a small grass could understand so many things.

"Actually, I think it......" He was a little embarrassed because he didn't know if it was right.

Qing Yun pondered for a while, her eyes full of strange looks, "Maybe it's really right!

"Hmm. Ye Qing looked at Qingyun's firm eyes, and suddenly felt very good, and the feeling of being trusted was always very comfortable. Ye Qing sat quietly on the edge of the window, shaking his two calves, he was carefully comprehending the information contained from the Qingfeng Ancient Tree at this time.

In a trance, he seemed to see a terrible battle. The ancient green maple tree is like a pillar of optimus, and each leaf contains a magnificent power, which is vast, as if facing the entire starry sky.

Ye Qing's eyes suddenly became clear again, and he wondered whether what he felt was an illusion or a reality. But he selectively took it as real. He just felt that he should believe the strange sensations that came to his mind.

"What the hell is going on? Why did such a powerful green maple tree become like this?" Ye Qing stared at the ancient green maple tree swaying in the wind, and his heart was at a loss.

He thought of the lotus god of the ancient temple of Fuyuan, and the magical little hall, everything seemed to be vivid. "What is all this?" Ye Qing was puzzled, he felt that there seemed to be an inexplicable connection between the two.

Qingyun silently looked at the watery night sky outside the window, she enjoyed the rare coolness of the summer night, and her heart was ethereal. The aura in the sky is very rich, and the environment is much better than the outside world.

A trace of aura slowly entered Qing Yun's body, and a part of the aura stayed in Qing Yun's flesh and blood. While the other part poured into the location where the Qingyun Lingque was, some of them were absorbed by the Lingque itself, making the Lingque shimmer with wisps of brilliance. The rest of the aura was constantly gathering and hovering outside the spirit like an air mass, slowly rotating like a nebula in the Milky Way, which was a new change.

The swirling of the aura caused great pressure on the Lingque, so there was even a crack in the position of the Lingque Lingmen. This is an extremely strange phenomenon, and it is impossible for any spiritual practice to have such a scene.

"What is true spirituality?" Qingyun said to herself, she had been wanting to be able to truly cultivate for a long time. It's a pity that it hasn't been possible. "Maybe tomorrow. Well, it must be so!" she chuckled, as if there was a light in front of her.

She has never received systematic exercises, and even the basic spiritual cultivation book she has obtained is far from enough for her to truly be able to cultivate, and some important cultivation steps are often passed down by word of mouth, or even taught by hand, and will not be recorded in books, and even if there is, it is only a few words, which is simply difficult to understand.

So she couldn't become a spiritual cultivator with a book at all, everything could only be explored by herself.

However, it was just because she had her own understanding and physical instincts that she had cultivated enough to resist spiritual cultivation with a basic spiritual practice, which was simply incredible. It is estimated that such an achievement cannot be achieved in any mortal. Maybe this is the real cultivation, and the others are just repeating the old ways of their predecessors.

The aura in the night sky was slowly absorbed by Qing Yun, and she also felt a little tired, and it was very draining to be able to attract the spirit into the body with the artistic conception of her own perception. Qingyun felt a little tired, and her big eyes flickered, as if it was difficult to open them.

"If you're tired, go to bed early!" Ye Qing said with concern on the side, he noticed that Qing Yun was already very tired.

"Okay, you should rest early!" Qingyun yawned deeply, and she stretched out her little hand to grab Ye Qing who was sitting on the edge of the window. Ye Qing jumped lightly and dodged Qing Yun's little hand, "I'll sleep later......" he said slowly in a long tone. He felt that he was not very tired, and he still had to continue to absorb the little aura emanating from the ancient green maple tree.

Qingyun frowned, and then slowly relaxed, "Remember to go to bed early, don't play too late while I'm not there." ”

"Okay. Ye Qing responded crisply in a childish voice.

Qingyun dragged her somewhat heavy body and lay directly on the bed, and after a while, there was a slight snoring sound. Ye Qing shook the leaves on his body, he looked at the Qingfeng Ancient Tree in front of him, and sighed, "They were all defeated, and how can I, a little grass, face it?"

Ye Qing's mind came up with the terrifying scene he had seen in the Ancient Temple of Fuyuan, and he shuddered deeply. "I'm still too weak after all. I couldn't even enter the threshold of cultivation. Maybe tomorrow there will be hope. ”

The ancient maple tree swayed in the night sky, but who could understand what that ancient tree had experienced? Everything was lost in the dust of history.