Qinglian seemed stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect such an approach.
It gives a resounding answer, yes.
Because the two have the same origin, if Lin Qingyan chooses to fuse them, they will automatically snap back together like a jigsaw puzzle.
In this way, Lin Qingyan will gain the memories and emotions in the remnant soul, just like rebirth, just like Xiao Yifeng.
Xiao Yifeng couldn't help but be overjoyed. This also solved one of his worries. Otherwise, if there were two Lin Qingyan, he really wouldn't know what to do.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask why there were two souls of himself and Lin Qingyan. Isn't this a paradox of cause and effect?
Qinglian's explanation is that it can carry its soul through time and space and absorb power in reincarnation. This is its ability.
When it goes back to the past, everything that happened before is between fiction and reality, and there is no paradox.
But the soul it can bring is the host's own soul, and it shouldn't bring anyone else's. It doesn't know why Lin Qingyan is here.
However, Xiao Yifeng knew that it was probably because his soul and Lin Qingyan's soul were entangled.
At that time, Qinglian had no choice, otherwise she would have killed her and would not have taken Lin Qingyan with her.
No wonder Xiao Yifeng felt the resentful aura on Qinglian's body at that time, and seemed to be complaining that bringing Lin Qingyan with her was overloading her.
However, it was naturally impossible for Xiao Yifeng to tell the current eldest brother Qinglian. At this moment, he was only filled with joy at being able to see Lin Qingyan again.
He looked at Lin Qingyan's soul affectionately and said with emotion: "Qingyan, we can finally meet again."
He couldn't wait to withdraw from his sea of consciousness and prepare to find Lin Qingyan.
But what Xiao Yifeng saw when he opened his eyes was Chu Mo's gentle and charming eyebrows and that dazzling white hair.
Chu Mo was sitting on Xiao Yifeng's bedside. When he saw Xiao Yifeng waking up, he said softly: "Yifeng, you're awake."
Xiao Yifeng looked at Chu Mo, who had long silver-white hair, and felt the breath of her having fallen badly, and guilt came over her like a tide.
He sat up silently, reaching out and hugging her tightly.
"Mo'er, why are you so stupid? Aren't you afraid of death?"
Chu Mo patted him with a smile and said with a smile: "Why is it like life and death? I won't die. It's just some longevity. I can come back after practicing."
Xiao Yifeng felt both distressed and pity for Chu Mo's tenderness and consideration, and said seriously: "Don't do this again in the future, do you understand?"
Chu Mo showed a reassuring smile, hummed and asked, "How do you feel now?"
Xiao Yifeng did not hide anything: "I have condensed the world seeds. Once I get used to it, I should be able to go out in a while."
Chu Mo smiled from the bottom of his heart: "That's great!"
Xiao Yifeng changed her sitting position and sat side by side with her on the bedside. Looking at her white hair, she said distressedly: "It's not good at all."
He took her hand and inserted his spiritual power into her body, carefully checked her physical condition, and tried to use the power of reincarnation to restore her.
But Samsara Immortal Mansion can only repair the wounds on Chu Mo's body, but her loss of origin and longevity cannot be repaired.
Chu Mo smiled slightly and said, "Senior Po Meng has already tried it. The Immortal Mansion cannot restore its original state."
Xiao Yifeng suddenly reached out and touched her face and said, "I have another way to restore some of your original roots."
Chu Mo was stunned for a moment and asked in astonishment: "What method?"
Xiao Yifeng stood up, reached out and carried Chu Mo to the bed, pressed him down under him, and said seriously: "That's when I transfer my origin back to you."
Chu Mo immediately understood that his so-called method was dual cultivation, passing the origin of the Bingdilian physique to her through the two people who were once one.
Although Bingdilian has been absorbed now, and the two are no longer spiritually connected, the physique caused by Bingtilian is still there, so this is feasible.
Chu Mo couldn't help but blush, turned away and whispered: "You will lose your roots, how is this allowed?"
Xiao Yifeng said seriously: "It's okay if I say yes. Could it be that you don't want to do this kind of thing with me?"
Chu Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and could only say in a voice as loud as a mosquito's: "I'm all following you."
Xiao Yifeng smiled slightly, leaned down, and threw the clothes under the bed again.
Chu Mo, who was a little nervous, didn't forget to close Ye Mingzhu again, which made Xiao Yifeng a little funny. He still liked to hide his ears.
This time, while Xiao Yifeng was enjoying herself, he did not forget to care for her. He used the dual cultivation technique to regulate Chu Mo's body.
I don't know how much time passed, but the clouds and rain began to subside, and the two of them were lying on the bed hugging each other.
Chu Mo's face was flushed, which made her originally pale complexion look much better.
She was a little tired, but her beautiful eyes were shining in the dark, "Am I ugly now?"
Xiao Yifeng shook his head and said, "Mo'er, what are you thinking about? You are always beautiful, like a fairy."
He didn't say this out of conscience. Chu Mo was already good-looking, and now her long silver-white hair, coupled with her delicate but profound facial features, indeed had a special sense of beauty.
Chu Mo breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "That's good."
Xiao Yifeng hugged Chu Mo and caressed her back, feeling warm in her heart.
Chu Mo suddenly said: "Yifeng, I found another person in Samsara Immortal Mansion."
Xiao Yifeng's face froze and she said secretly: It's over, it's over, Chu Mo discovered Lin Qingyan.
It is unrealistic to expect Chu Mo not to know Lin Qingyan. Both good and evil have images of each other's genius.
But how to explain this?
How does it make sense that the righteous genius secretly hides his beauty in a golden house, while he hides the demonic saint?
Chu Mo felt Xiao Yifeng's nervousness, hugged him back, and said softly: "You don't have to explain anything to me, I believe you."
Xiao Yifeng was moved by Chu Mo's words. Mo'er was really a gentle and virtuous woman, a perfect Taoist companion.
He had to admit that he had fallen, and no one could escape from Chumo's gentle hometown.
He hugged Chu Mo tightly and said, "Mo'er, when the time is right, I will explain everything to you."
Chu Mo snorted against his chest and said, "I'm not a woman who likes to be jealous. As long as you have me in your heart, we will always be Taoist companions on the road, right?"
Xiao Yifeng put his hand on her smooth back and said seriously: "Yes, Mo'er, you are so perfect that it makes me ashamed."
Chu Mo chuckled and said in a rare playful way: "Then you have to cherish it. I may not be like this in the future."
Xiao Yifeng laughed dumbly and said: "Okay, I will hold you in my heart."
Chu Mo smiled softly and leaned against him, and the two hugged each other.
She suddenly said nonchalantly: "By the way, although I'm not angry, she seems quite angry."
Xiao Yifeng stopped laughing immediately and felt that one was as big as two.
