Reborn as a tree, the peerless god is obsessed

That night, Xueyao finished her bath and prepared to have a good sleep.

But for some reason, she suddenly thought of the cave where the Qiufeng Sword was rescued. She stood up and found the sound-transmitting jade pendant left by the Qiufeng Sword.

Qiufengjian said in the letter that when something happens, just blow the jade pendant and he will appear.

But more than ten years have passed, and Xueyao has never played it.

Lying in bed, she thought a lot and didn't know when she fell asleep.

In the dream, Xue Yao gently stroked the cold jade pendant, and an indescribable emotion surged in her heart.

When Qiu Fengjian left without saying goodbye, the letter he left behind revealed his reluctance and helplessness, but she could only accept his disappearance silently.

Now, I am no longer the innocent girl I was back then. I have experienced countless ups and downs, and I have already developed my own persistence and perseverance in my heart.

Xueyao placed the jade pendant against her lips, took a deep breath, and blew gently. She had no expectations, but an indescribable urge in her heart drove her to do this.

But the moment she blew the jade pendant, the whole room suddenly became extremely quiet, as if even the wind had stopped flowing.

Then, a dazzling light burst out from the jade pendant, illuminating the entire room like daylight. Xue Yao subconsciously closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found a familiar figure standing before her.

The man was dressed in a green shirt, holding three bamboo leaves in his hands, with a gentle sharpness in his eyes.

It was the Qiufeng Sword that she hadn't seen for many years!

"Ayao, you finally blew this jade pendant." The voice of Qiufeng Sword was calm and deep, as if it contained the vicissitudes of endless years.

Xue Yao looked at him with a hint of surprise and disbelief in her eyes.

She didn't expect that she would see him again after so many years.

But what she wanted to know more was where he had been and what he had experienced over the years.

"Ajian, you..." Xue Yao was about to speak, but was interrupted by the Qiufeng Sword.

"I know what you want to ask, but I can't tell you right now." Qiu Fengjian shook his head slightly, his expression somewhat complicated. "However, what I can tell you is that I have never forgotten our agreement."

Our agreement?

Xue Yao's heart stirred as she remembered the promise Qiu Fengjian had made when he left. She had always kept that promise in her heart and had always worked hard to keep it.

"Then let's..." Xue Yao was interrupted by the Qiufeng Sword before she could finish her words.

"Now, what you need to do is to have a good rest." Qiu Fengjian smiled slightly, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes. "I will always be by your side to protect you until you wake up again."

With that, he gently waved his hand, and the light in the room gradually dissipated. Xue Yao felt a wave of sleepiness coming over her, and she closed her eyes involuntarily. When she woke up again, it was already the next morning. The Qiufeng Sword had long since vanished.

She quickly ran out of Meixiang Pavilion, but there was only a bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Feeling a little lost, he slowly returned to the house.

She gently held the jade pendant again. The jade pendant felt slightly warm in her hand, as if it could sense her feelings.

She closed her eyes and silently recited the name of the cave and everything she wanted to know about the Qiufeng Sword.

The light of the jade pendant began to flicker, and gradually, an old and deep voice sounded in Xueyao's mind: "Child, why are you calling me again?"

Xue Yao opened her eyes in surprise. She had not expected that this jade pendant could not only convey her feelings to Qiu Fengjian, but also fulfill other wishes.

After calming herself down, she replied respectfully, "Senior, I have so many questions. Where did the Qiufeng Sword go? Also, that young man in white, is he Ling Ziqian? Why does Bai Yichen look so similar to that young man in white?"

"Child, you will know it when the time comes." The old and deep voice seemed to come from ancient times.

Xue Yao's heart tightened. She knew that the voice did not intend to answer her question directly, but she still did not want to give up this rare opportunity.

So, she took a deep breath and continued, "Senior, I know I may be too presumptuous, but I really want to know. Over the years, I have experienced a lot and grown a lot, but there is still an unfillable void in my heart, and that is the loss of Qiufeng Sword."

The jade pendant's light danced in Xue Yao's hand. The old voice was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Child, I feel your heart. But there are some things that you cannot understand right now. I can only tell you that Qiu Fengjian left you for his own reasons and mission. As for Ling Ziqian and Bai Yichen, their identities and relationship involve some deep secrets that you need to discover for yourself."

Xue Yao was a little disappointed after hearing this, but she also understood that the voice had given her enough clues. She nodded gratefully and asked, "Senior, what should I do?"

"Follow your heart, go where you want to go, do what you want to do. You need to walk your own path." The voice replied.

Xueyao closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She felt her heart filled with strength and courage. She seemed to know what she should do.

She wants to turn her doubts and confusion into motivation to move forward and pursue the answers that belong to her.

At this moment, for some reason, she felt like she had stepped on empty air and her soul and spirit flew out.

After opening her eyes and regaining consciousness, she still couldn't tell whether she was dreaming before or was dreaming now.

She tilted her head slightly, trying to find familiar objects to confirm her location.

Sunlight streamed in from the window, and mottled shadows danced on the wall, like fairies dancing in a dream. She reached out to touch the light and shadow, but felt a hint of real warmth, which made her a little confused.

She sat up slowly and looked around.

Yes, this room, this furnishings, the vase in the corner, are all familiar.

She got out of bed, her bare feet touching the soft carpet, feeling the slight coolness. She walked to the window and opened it, letting in a gust of fresh air, mingled with the fragrance of flowers and plants. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to clear her mind.

Suddenly, a breeze blew and she felt a little cool.

She opened her eyes and saw the familiar tree outside the window swaying in the wind. The leaves rustled, as if telling something. As she stared at the tree, an indescribable feeling welled up in her heart.

At this moment, she felt as if she was holding something in her hand. She opened her palm and a jade pendant jumped into her eyes.

She murmured, "Sure enough, everything before was just a dream."