Chapter 358: Hoping for His Death

Chapter 358: Hoping for His Death

Chapter 358: Hoping for His Death
When the two of them settled down in the mountain, Qin Baiqing belatedly reminded Feng Budu: "Senior Zhan, he hasn't come in yet."

"You're not going to play with him anymore?"

"Well, I won't bring people I don't know." Feng Budu was still very wary.

He put Qin Baiqing down, no longer paying attention to the long Zhan monk who was left alone outside, and only said: "It's enough to bring you in."

Qin Baiqing was just brought in by Qin Feiyu. After quickly feeling the breath fluctuations, she hurried out to stop the fight and didn't have time to check carefully.

Now that He Fengbudu has come in again, he finally has the opportunity to carefully observe the situation inside the mountain.

As for Qin Feiyu, who firmly believed that Feng Budu must have been replaced, he was still unconscious.

Chang Zhan was simply left outside. Without a certain level of cultivation, he could not enter the mountain. Feng Budu excluded him and refused to take one more person with him. Qin Baiqing shrugged to show his understanding.

I just feel helpless about his overly nervous and cautious attitude.

He seemed particularly... worried about being stabbed.

After the two came in, they once again felt the unique movement in the mountain. After looking at each other, they raised their eyebrows and walked towards where they were following the unusual breath.

The mountain began to become unstable again and was about to be hidden from the outside world once again.

The momentary fluctuation was minimal, much smaller than the reaction when Qin Baiqing came in alone. She guessed that it was probably because Feng Budu appeared here with his peak tribulation cultivation.

Qin Baiqing saw some residual spiritual energy on the ground and guessed that this was the same path Qin Feiyu had taken when he came in before.

Not long after walking, a strong aura of spiritual treasure came from the front.

Pure spiritual energy accompanied by brilliant light shone brightly in front of the two people, and the strong spiritual energy emanating from it could not be ignored.

It's almost telling everyone that there are amazing treasures here.

The treasure appeared suddenly and harmlessly, as if it was deliberately designed to attract the attention of the two. Qin Baiqing and Feng Budu exchanged glances, approached cautiously, and looked at what was inside the glittering golden object.

How could such a treasure appear in the ruins of Sanqing Palace?

"Huh?" Qin Baiqing was stunned when she saw what was inside.

She stared at the thing in confusion, and after a long while she hesitated and said, "It was a small windmill that my mother made for me when I was a child. The next day, before I had enough fun with it, a little monster that came from the back mountain sat on it and broke it to pieces."

"I beat that little monster up pretty hard, but it still didn't work... I should have beaten him harder."

Even now, more than a hundred years have passed, and Qin Baiqing still feels regretful when he mentions the little monster.

From then on, I became more determined to take revenge as soon as possible and all at once, and never leave any regrets for myself.

"This is not a toy..."

Feng Budu was in mixed mood.

He thought for a long time before remembering the origin of that "thing" and recalled: "It seems to be someone I knew before, but not very well. This person has been dead for a long time. Why did the body suddenly appear here?"

"What you saw was also a corpse? The same corpse that Daddy saw in you?" Qin Baiqing thought of something.

So what about that little windmill in front of me?

She first looked at Feng Budu in surprise, then stepped forward tentatively, touched the toy in front of her, and picked it up directly: "It's real, exactly the same as when I was a child."

If you turn it, it will shake and rotate slightly.

Over there, Feng Budu also approached the corpse, and after examining it, he nodded: "It is also true, the corpse is exactly the same as before."

"Why?" Qin Baiqing thought while spinning her windmill: "Could it be that Yujing Peak is just recreating fragments of our memories?"

The two so-called "treasures" that appeared were both things that appeared in the two's memories and were not important. "What is the way to this site?"

Feng Budu passed by the corpse without taking a second look. Seeing Qin Baiqing having fun playing with the windmill, he thought to himself, "Yu Jingfeng thinks what I think, and visualizes the fleeting images in people's memories and reproduces them in reality."

"and,"

He paused, and suddenly said sarcastically: "This kind of thing that flashes through the mind varies from person to person. Everyone is different and it is not necessarily true."

He signaled Qin Baiqing with his eyes to think about Qin Feiyu's thoughts.

He saw his own body, yet he himself was still outside, safe and sound. Now they knew that mountains could satisfy people's wishes.

"Uh..." Qin Baiqing understood.

For no apparent reason, he saw Feng Budu’s corpse.

How deep was Daddy's obsession with killing Feng Budu? That's why he wanted to kill Feng Budu in his fantasy, but the most precious treasure he saw was his corpse.

For a moment, Qin Feiyu's undisguised murderous intent towards Feng Budu made Qin Baiqing feel guilty and embarrassed.

It's rare that Daddy lived a bright and glorious life, but I didn't expect that he would be ruined by Feng Budu in the end, and Daddy's reputation was destroyed in an instant.

She was a little embarrassed and touched the tip of her nose, not daring to look directly at Feng Budu.

However, Feng Budu was extremely generous and said, "No problem, I don't care. Since he said it was a scene in his memory, I guess he may no longer be obsessed with it, so the power in the mountain captured the memory scene."

"Really?" Qin Baiqing saw Feng Budu's magnanimity and narrowed her eyes in relief: "You are such a good person. Daddy must have no intention of killing you anymore and will soon change his mind about you."

Little did he know that Feng Budu had already silently kept a note of Qin Feiyu in his heart.

After thinking about how to plot against him again and take revenge on him for daring to imagine his own death, he was secretly happy about it.

He had figured out how to turn the tables, so he was naturally in a good mood. He showed generosity and thoughtfulness, which made Qin Baiqing very happy.

They finally agreed to give in and not fight as soon as they met.

"Then now..."

Qin Baiqing looked at the corpse on the ground with difficulty, and tentatively guessed: "If we collect the treasures that we spied on Yujing Peak, maybe we can recapture Yujing Peak?"

But this time it seems unexpectedly simple.

She put away the windmill and planned to find a way to take away the corpse in Feng Budu's eyes.

Something unexpected happened.

A cold murderous intent came from behind them. Qin Baiqing and the others reacted quickly and dodged hurriedly. At the same time, when they turned around, they saw someone who was very familiar.

Seeing that Qin Baiqing was about to recapture Yujing Peak, the man finally could not sit still and revealed his figure to launch a sneak attack.

The two men dodged at the first moment, and Feng Budu then released a defense to block more attacks. When he met the man's greedy gaze, his expression turned cold.

"Duan Yao, you are really here!" Qin Baiqing spat loudly.

What's even more unfavorable is that the three of them are now essentially in the medium of Sanqing Palace. Duan Yao can easily communicate with the way of heaven, and his cultivation has already risen to the level of immortal without realizing it.

"So what if it's me."

Duan Yao's identity was exposed, and he said contentedly: "I have the cultivation of an immortal now, you two... no, all of you, just stay here!"

(End of this chapter)