Xiao Mo and Xie Gou gave them a reminder.
It turned out Rong Yu and Fu Qing had become dizzy from looking, their minds immersed in it beyond escape, utterly unaware of themselves. This was what the mountains called "spirit wandering."
The Sable Hat Girl deliberately circled behind them, threw back her throat, and suddenly shouted. The fright jolted them so hard that their souls left their bodies on the spot—this was called "soul departure."
Xie Gou stretched out both hands and tugged them back, casually returning the souls of the two young female martial artists to their Wood Masters. Smiling, she said, "Two sisters, be careful. If you were proper Dao Cultivators, you'd be patching up your Dao hearts right about now. But don't worry. I know some ancient methods. I can perform Jumping God at the National Teacher's Manor and summon your souls back for you."
Rong Yu and Fu Qing hurriedly gathered their chaotic thoughts, thanked this Second Seat Attendant of Luopo Mountain, and took their leave together.
Mortal Master, for one without dreams to wish for a beautiful dream, or for one plagued by dreams to wish for a dreamless night—both were difficult things. Rong Yu and Fu Qing happened to belong to these two kinds of people. The former had no idea what dreams were, while the latter had bizarre dreams nearly every day, remembered them clearly upon waking, and had even recorded them one by one.
By the mountains' reckoning, deep lingering ties were affinity with the Dharma; heavy karmic force was innate bone. In truth, both were one's aptitude for cultivation in this life, within this body.
If one day a person suddenly awakened, as though rousing from a great dream, they would see the road they had come by and perhaps see