After the full level, I crossed again

The Arrival of the Tree Realm came to the world in the form of a king, brutally changing the appearance of the entire forest, extending to the exhibition hall.

It didn't gradually stop until the ghost dance Tsuji Mucan and others were drowned out and they could no longer be seen.

The forest is filled with smoke.

The enemy has disappeared, but Changqing's situation has not improved much.

There was another injury on his forehead, and the monk kicked his consciousness back to the surface, and his entire brain was in a state of chaos and shutdown.

Strictly speaking, the coming of the tree world was just an attack borrowed from Changqing's body, but the world's rejection of the power of the other world had a complete effect on Changqing, making him spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood.

Changqing let go of his knotted hands and walked around like a headless chicken covered in blood.

The way Changqing stopped was quite special—he bumped into a big tree he made, and then he completely lost his ability to move, and fell to the ground with his head up suddenly.

Barely opening his blood-stained eyes, Chang Qing looked at the starry night sky, and his last thought before completely losing consciousness was: I don't know if Yi Hei and the others are alright.

The noisy night returned to silence, but the attention attracted by this astonishingly wide-ranging battle was far from over.

On the cliff far away from the forest, a young man looked towards the direction where the tree was born just now with great interest.

I don't know what he can see from such a long distance.

The boy was wearing the snow-white hunting clothes of Onmyoji, but the hat on his head was crooked, giving him a very casual look.

The young man sat cross-legged on the cliff, leaning on his chin and murmured: "Oh, I just thought it would be good not to let those ghosts do things that are too obtrusive, but now it seems that there are unexpected gains."

The young man's name is Abe Yuyuki, who was once the head of the Onmyoji Gomonin family, and he is the fourth-generation descendant of the great Onmyoji Abe Seimei.

Even though he looks like a teenager, he is at least six or seven hundred years old.

The descendants of Abe Seimei have gained a long life by relying on the "Taishan Fujun Festival", and they have been planning for one thing for thousands of years so far.

Abe Seimei's descendants changed their surname to Gomonin after the fifth generation patriarch. What they have struggled for thousands of years is the meaning of the existence of the Gomonin clan.

Abe thought to himself: "Is the existence that used this powerful "skill" a human or a ghost?"

If it is a ghost, you can kill it directly, but if it is a human, it will be more troublesome.

This is not yin and yang technique, if it becomes a stumbling block on the way back for that adult, the loss outweighs the gain.

Sure enough, let's kill it directly, whether it is the people who were bloomed in the garden or those monsters who discovered this existence, it is not worthwhile.

"Then kill it." Abe Yuxing made up his mind in a brisk tone.

He stood up, ready to summon Shikigami to go to the direction of the battle just now.

Just as the talisman was between his fingers, his movements suddenly stopped, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly came from behind him.

Abe Youxing squeezed the spell tightly in his hand and looked back, his pupils shrank suddenly.

A black ball the size of a fist floated not far behind him.

That little black ball didn't do anything, just stayed there, and couldn't even feel any breath.

Abe Youxing is an onmyoji, he can sense a huge yin and yang energy contained in this small black ball, if it explodes, maybe even he will not be able to get out of it.

"..." Abe Yuxing put away the casual expression on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Are you warning me? Warning me...even Yumonin, not to take action against the person who attacked just now?"

The little black ball did not respond to Abe's offer.

After a while, the black ball gradually disappeared into the air without leaving even a ripple.

It is hard to imagine that such a huge amount of energy can disappear directly.

Abe said thoughtfully, "It's the harmony of yin and yang."

Someone can use the power of yin and yang to such an extent.

Abe Yuxing turned his head and glanced at the direction of the woods. After a while, he sighed and said helplessly like a child: "Ah, really, there is no other way."

There are more and more "surprises" in this world.

Changqing didn't know how long he had been in a coma.

He saw the monk again in his deep consciousness.

This time the consciousness space did not collapse, Changqing stepped on the intact Konoha land, looked at the three-eyed monk suspiciously: "Who are you? Why did you appear in my consciousness?"

"That's a good question," the monk said seriously while floating there, "but the old man can't tell you yet."

"...Then what are you talking about!" Changqing's eyebrows twitched, "Is this my consciousness? You don't even want to pay for the accommodation?!"

"Didn't you hand it in just now?" The monk held his sleeves, "Have you forgotten how you defeated those ghosts?"

Changqing was stunned for a moment, and an idea came to his mind: "You know how to escape! You must not be the ancestor of the Thousand Hands Clan?!"

monk:"……"

This vest seems to be falling off a little fast.

Changqing's mind turned rapidly - especially looking at the crimson eyes with six hooks in the middle of the monk's forehead, no matter how you look at it, it reminds you of another kind of pupil technique.

It is said that the Uchiha clan and the Senju clan had some kind of relationship a long time ago. Could it be that this old man has something to do with it?

Faced with the question of becoming Sherlock Holmes Evergreen, the monk chose to avoid this topic: "In short, this crisis is over, and the troubles that will follow will be solved for you by the way. You should find a way to go back here as soon as possible. Bar."

"If the soul dies in another world, it will not rest in peace."

Changqing wanted to ask more questions, but since the monk chose to keep silent, he didn't ask about this person's background.

The inability of the soul to rest attracted his attention, Changqing asked: "Your power is so strong, since you can influence the outside world through me, can't you help me use the technique of Flying Thunder God?"

Time and space ninjutsu is evergreen by himself. If he can have enough chakra, he might be able to go back after a few experiments.

The monk shook his head: "It can't be done, it's already very difficult to forcefully influence the outside world this time, after all, this is not the old man's original territory."

Changqing said helplessly: "Is there no other way?"

"Sooner or later, there will be, go find it," the monk pointed at Changqing with his stick, and said, "By the way, the flow of time here is different from that of the outside world."

Changqing was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"When you were having a conversation with this old man, the real you have been in a coma for almost two weeks. If you don't wake up, you will probably be regarded as...how do you say that, a vegetable."

"..." Changqing said speechlessly, "Next time, please talk about the most important things like this!"

It's not just a vegetative person. In this era, shouldn't he be given a death notice directly? !

Changqing hurriedly disappeared from his deep consciousness space.

"It's true to say the most important thing, but the old man can't figure out what is the most important thing to you, so that's all there is to it."

Even though there was no one around, the monk with eyes in the middle of his forehead still finished the above words in a serious manner, but his tone was a bit awkward.

It's like a person who has been derailed from society for a long time. He wants to integrate into this society as soon as possible, but he can't abandon his previous habits.

Changqing was not the only one who strayed into another world, Changqing's body was still there, but that person had only his soul left.

Being able to use the power to comprehend this world does not mean that they will be accepted by the rules of this world after death. They cannot be reincarnated in this world and can only be called lonely ghosts.

Even if it is for another child, Changqing will redouble his efforts.

It's a pity that I didn't have much power left in this world originally, and those who followed Qianshouchangqing here were even less pitiful.

Thinking of Evergreen and Uchiha Reiyan, the monk couldn't help recalling a long memory.

Each other has changed from close relatives to old enemies. Even in the past hundreds of years, this fate still continues. The descendants and reincarnations are constantly fighting, and the former friendship is fragmented and wiped out.

Even so, when it comes to life and death, they will still sacrifice their lives for each other.

Changqing gradually regained control of her body.

He moved his fingers, thinking aimlessly that it was true that when the unconscious person in the TV series woke up, it was either his fingers or his eyes.

Because my whole body is numb after lying down for too long, only these two places are the best to control.

Changqing slowly opened his eyes, and smelled the pungent smell of a strong potion in his nose, he stared at the snow-white ceiling for a while in a daze, and then remembered to check his own situation.

Very good, no missing arms or legs.

After being in a coma for so long, even the wound is almost healed, but his head is still wrapped with a thick bandage.

There is a drip on the right hand, and the medicine seems to be glucose.

This is a strange hospital ward, and the room where Chang Qing lays is only his bed.

He turned his stiff neck with difficulty, and looked at the bedside table on the left.

There are some fruits on the bedside table, and a bouquet of fresh flowers in a blue slender bottle. The faint floral fragrance smells very relaxing in the scent of the potion.

Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking: "It doesn't matter where it is, it's really great that I didn't become a ghost or die."

People's voices and footsteps came from the corridor outside the door, Changqing's eyes lit up, and just about to call out, he found that his throat was hoarse and he couldn't make a loud voice.

"We have applied for a vacation with the lord, and we want to take care of Changqing for a few more days." Sato pointed to Tomioka Yoshiyuki beside him, and said to Butterfly, "Changqing has been in a coma since that day, and has not woken up for two weeks. , His injuries are almost healed, you and Hua Zhu have to take care of other injured players, so leave it to us."

Said Satoshi, the worry in his tone couldn't be ignored.

He couldn't forget the scene he saw after he and Yoshiyuki Tomioka rushed to Butterfly House.