The mountain breeze blew the leaves of the forest, birds chirped on the branches, and unknown little insects hummed in unison, one after another, playing a lively duet of high and low notes. It was a pity that after a while, it was drowned out by the sound of flowing water that resounded through the sky.
When Mingyue regained consciousness, she found that two of her ribs were bound by ropes flashing with lightning, and she was locked in the center of a waterfall. Every once in a while, a huge stream of water rushed towards her, and every piece of flesh on her body was in pain.
The phantom of Feishuang jumped onto her shoulder and said in a sweet little voice: "Master, Feishuang will blow for you."
Mingyue's face was frighteningly pale, and she frowned slightly: [Feishhuang, stop playing tricks, and pass the original owner's memories to me.]
Feishuang flapped her jade-white wings, and her figure gradually shrank until it disappeared: [This time, the guest is a little special...]
As Feishuang finished speaking, a woman with an almost transparent figure suddenly appeared in front of Mingyue.
The woman had a face as beautiful as a painting, with beautiful eyes and eyebrows, her skin was whiter than snow, and her eyes were clear and pure. She bowed slightly towards the bright moon.
At the same time, the woman's memories, like an old movie that had been forgotten for a long time, appeared one by one in Mingyue's sea of consciousness.
The woman originally had no name or surname. She was a colorful stone monster born in an unknown mountain.
She practiced for tens of thousands of years before she was able to achieve human form.
The newly born little monster was ignorant and naive. When it first turned into a human form, it couldn't even walk. After rolling on the ground for a while, it felt tired and turned back into its original form, a colorful stone, rolling on the ground. It really felt much more comfortable.
As a spirit, she does not need to eat and can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon every day.
She should have lived a carefree life between heaven and earth, rolling around all day chasing forest animals and swimming freely in mountain streams chasing fish.
But one day, several bolts of lightning struck the mountain.
Countless humans wearing strange clothes, holding strange weapons, and possessing powerful abilities came to this land following the traces of heavenly thunder.
They said that when there were strange signs in heaven and earth, a precious treasure would be born.
While she was sleeping in the process of improving her realm, a stone emitting colorful light became a treasure coveted by everyone.
Because she fell into a coma, she was unable to see the great battle in which the powerful men fought for the throne.
When she woke up, she saw a magnificent palace and a face that looked like that of a banished immortal.
The man was tall and slender, his white robe fluttering in the wind, his long eyebrows reaching his temples, his eyes as deep as an ink pool, with a red mole dotted in the center of his eyebrows, giving him a slightly compassionate look. His features were exquisite and perfect, his thin lips were slightly pursed.
At this moment, the man was standing in front of the bed, staring at her with his back to the light.
Seeing her wake up, the man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said at a steady pace: "From now on, your name is Caiyue, and you are my disciple."
At this time, the little monster didn't quite understand human language. She just felt that the man in front of her was really handsome, even more beautiful and lovely than the birds in the mountains and forests that always spread their feathers towards her.
So she smiled at the man unconsciously, her eyes harmlessly clean and innocent.
Seeing her face full of confusion and ignorance, the man finally realized that she was just a little monster who had just regained human form. She only had the form and did not understand human language.
The man rubbed his brows. He originally planned to just give her a title. After all, according to the guidance of the Reincarnation Mirror, this little monster was destined to save the world with her soul. Infusing feelings into her would only hurt both himself and others.
But now seeing her like this, he finally spent a little more time and effort on the little monster.
He taught her how to speak and walk, taught her to read and write, taught her etiquette and morality, and taught her to practice martial arts, turning her from an ignorant little monster into a little sister loved by everyone in Fengming Mountain.
It turns out that the man is Lord Yan Qing of Zhulu Peak in Fengming Mountain. He is in charge of the Samsara Mirror, a treasure that can survey past and present lives, and is a well-known figure on this continent. And how lucky is the little monster Caiyue to be the only disciple of Lord Yan Qing.
When she understood worldly affairs and knew the status and position of her master, Caiyue also felt that she was so lucky to be her master's disciple, to be a member of Fengming Mountain, and to be a little sister loved by everyone.
But it was her master, whom she trusted so much, who, because he learned from the Samsara Mirror that the Stone Demon was naturally cold and heartless, thought that she would not be willing to save the world, so he came up with the idea of seduce her with love.
After all, in the eyes of Yan Qing, who knows the world from the mirror of reincarnation, love is the only word in this world that can make people want to live and die.
As for how to make a stone monster fall in love
Yan Qing believes that this little monster must understand the bitterness of the world and know what love, hate, and vengeance are, so he is willing to be the villain, all for the creatures in this world.
So he framed Caiyue in the secret realm for killing her fellow disciples, and took the opportunity to have the elders of Fengming Mountain abolish her cultivation. Then he insisted on saving her, so that Caiyue could only rely on him as her master.
Later, when her feelings for her master grew deeper, rumors suddenly spread in Fengming Mountain that she had seduced her master, and the rumors were confirmed. As a result, she was whipped for violating the ban on master and disciple falling in love in the mountain, and was trapped on the Cliff of Broken Souls, with cold springs washing over her body day and night.
After she suffered for 49 days, she learned that her master had taken a heavier punishment for her. His spirit bones were dug out and he even lost the throne of the Lord of Zhulu Peak.
Looking at the man who seemed like a banished immortal, now weak and haggard, despised by everyone, Caiyue felt that it was all her fault.
Even though she had never had any romantic feelings for her master, her master was still troubled by her.
So when she heard others mention that the heart of the stone monster could replenish the spiritual bones, Caiyue really took out her own heart. She just wanted her master to be well and be as immortal and godly as he used to be. Her master should be revered by everyone.
However…
The reward Caiyue got was that her soul was detained and transformed into its original form, Nuwa Stone, which became the material for patching the sky and blocking the only loophole in this world.
She saved the world.
But Lord Yan Qing, who used her to save the world, went mad.
After using the colorful moon to patch up the sky, Yan Qing realized that he had unknowingly fallen in love with the silly little monster. He loved her innocence, her kindness, and her devotion to him...
Everything about her was taught by him personally; she was a treasure that he raised according to his own preferences.
But at this time, the little monster had already lost his soul, and Yan Qing began to develop an inner demon.
This inner demon grew stronger and stronger, and in the end he felt that it was this world that had harmed his little disciple, and he began to have thoughts of destroying the world.
He possesses the Nuwa Stone Heart, plus the rare treasures obtained from the Samsara Mirror, so naturally he is not comparable to ordinary people.
In the end, all the people in this world suffered a great disaster.
Caiyue's memory stopped at the scene where Yan Qing killed all the disciples of Fengming Mountain and went down the mountain covered in blood, carrying the Samsara Mirror on his back.
The Samsara Mirror, which has always been hailed as a divine object, is constantly sucking the vitality of this continent. It is becoming redder and redder, just like the legendary demon...
(End of this chapter)