Let's start by analyzing the sun

"Sign it!"

With these words, Cheng Han flipped his right hand, and a luxurious pen inlaid with gold thread appeared out of thin air, handing it to Qian Qingqing.

In the eyes of the Qian family, this seemed like just a small trick, like a street performer's juggling act.

In reality, this was a rather rare space-type arcane technique.

On the day of the New Year celebration, Cheng Han, with the help of the Omniscient Eye, personally witnessed the vast power of the Divine Banyan Tree piercing through the boundary wall and constructing a passage with some kind of ultra-high-end spatial secret method.

Although he only analyzed a negligible bit of the surface, it was enough to play such little tricks.

The little girl's pretty face was flushed red, still in a state of great shock.

The child, Qian Changyun, urged, "Sis, what are you staring at? Sign it quickly!"

Qian Yiqing and Madam Qian, although they didn't speak, their expressions were full of anticipation.

It could even be said that these two were more eager than their own daughter, after all, having a Mystic as a son-in-law was a great thing that all the wealthy people in the city would dream of and wake up laughing.

"Oh, okay!"

Qian Qingqing came back to her senses and stretched her trembling slender hand towards the pen.

At the instant her fingertip touched the pen.

Everything around her suddenly turned into bubbles.

She suddenly appeared in a mountain forest.

Looking around.

Every mountain nearby, from the summit to the foot, was covered with romantic peach blossoms.

This was clearly a boundless sea of flowers.

A warm breeze swept through, petals falling in profusion.

The scene was breathtakingly beautiful.

Qian Qingqing was immediately stunned.

After a moment.

Pleasant sounds of silk and bamboo music began.

A team of colorfully dressed women walked windingly from the peach forest, saying in unison, "Congratulations, Miss!"

They carried a delicate bamboo table and placed it in front of the little girl with smiles.

Another woman came forward holding a wooden box, quickly opened the lid, took out a scroll and placed it on the table, then slowly unrolled it.

This was a painting.

Inside it, there was actually surging water.

Qian Qingqing glanced down and exclaimed, "Heavens!"

Because the peach sea was gone.

The colorfully dressed women were also gone.

Under the little girl's feet, a leaf-like boat appeared silently, surrounded by endless waves.

At the end of the sea and sky, a rising sun was slowly rising in the east, casting golden rays, countless shimmering lights.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

The sea breeze carried the cries of seabirds.

This scene could be described as magnificent.

Qian Qingqing was shocked by this scene.

She had lived in Little Spirit Realm since she was a child, how had she ever seen such a strange sight.

"Congratulations, Miss!"

Another female voice came.

A white-clothed woman emerged from the boat's awning and unfolded another painting.

Qian Qingqing turned her head upon hearing the sound and saw a waterfall on the painting.

The next moment.

Another change occurred.

"Boom!"

Only a loud noise was heard.

The little girl trembled all over in fright.

She immediately saw a huge waterfall hanging down from the sky.

This waterfall's width was unknown, and it was even more unknown where it flowed from.

This scene was truly like the Silver River falling from the nine heavens.

After a while.

The oncoming rolling water vapor, dancing and changing in the air, condensed into illusions.

Among them were scenes of young boys and girls sitting in the classroom;

There were also scenes of two people walking side by side in the snow;

There were also scenes of a boy riding a bicycle with a girl sitting on the back seat;

A series of hundreds of pictures flashed by slowly.

Such things, like a slideshow, showed the experiences of the two from acquaintance to familiarity.

Unconsciously.

Qian Qingqing's eyes were already filled with tears, but her pretty face was full of smiles.

And the above.

Was actually the "sense of ritual" that Cheng Han had specially prepared!

In his previous life, boys racked their brains and emptied their wallets for a girl's sense of ritual, and in the end, they might not get any good.

In this world, as long as you drag the other person into a dream, even the grandest sense of ritual only consumes a little mental power.

In short.

Anything is possible in a dream!

At this time.

A voice suddenly descended into the dream.

"Sis, why are you crying?"

It was Qian Changyun.

His tone was full of strangeness.

Immediately after.

The dream dissipated.

Qian Qingqing first wiped away a tear, then glanced at Cheng Han with a flushed face, before grabbing the pen and signing the marriage contract with incomparable determination.

As the last stroke fell, this marriage was settled.

From now on.

She was his fiancée;

He was her fiancé;

Qian Yiqing and Madam Qian immediately smiled so wide that their faces almost cracked.

Qian Changyun also smiled so much that his front teeth were exposed, although this child was young, he also knew what it meant to have a Mystic brother-in-law.

In a word, he could walk sideways!

Qian Qingqing put down the pen and asked a question: "What did I just see?"

She said with gestures: "There was so much water around, and there was a red pancake in the sky, it looked very big."

Cheng Han smiled slightly and kept her in suspense: "You will know later."

The little girl pouted, but didn't say anything more.

Cheng Han suddenly glanced outside the door and nodded in salute: "Everyone, I think I must leave!"

Qian Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted: "Are the people from Mystic Pavilion here?"

Cheng Han nodded lightly: "Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

His figure instantly became blurred, and with a "bang", he suddenly exploded into hundreds of colorful flowers.

The family was dumbfounded.

After a few seconds.

Qian Changyun picked up a flower and exclaimed in surprise: "The flowers left by brother-in-law are actually real flowers, these flowers look so beautiful!"

Each flower was cultivated by arcane techniques, and its quality was naturally far superior to ordinary flowers.

Cheng Han temporarily opened up a "Secret Mystic Space" with the help of space-type arcane techniques, and then stored all the flowers in it in advance.

When he left just now, he released the flowers, which resulted in the scene of "a celestial maiden scattering flowers".

The little girl snatched the flower away: "Don't touch it!"

Qian Changyun said with dissatisfaction, "Hey, there are so many flowers here, can't you give me some?"

Qian Qingqing's tone was extremely domineering: "No!"

She made a gesture: "These are all my flowers!"

Qian Changyun muttered angrily: "You're so fierce and stingy..."

The little girl narrowed her eyes: "What did you say?"

Qian Changyun was so frightened that he dared not say any more.

Qian Qingqing "hmph" and turned to greet the maid: "Aunt Zhang, please help me send the flowers to the bedroom and put them in a vase."

Qian Yiqing and his wife looked at each other and just shook their heads with a smile.

*

Qian's mansion rooftop.

A black cat squatted on it, looking up at a mystic ship swiftly flying into the distance.

It wasn't until the mystic ship turned into a small black dot and completely disappeared into the sea of clouds that it called out in extreme disappointment: "Meow~"

Master is gone!

This cat will have to wait a long time before it can see Master again!

It knew very well that Master's destination was Qinghan Mystic Palace, where there were countless strong people, and it had no chance to sneak in.

*

8 PM.

Qian Qingqing was surprised to find that the flowers inserted in the vase had actually grown a large number of roots.

The little girl immediately called her parents.

This time.

The whole family realized that the flowers given by their mystic son-in-law were extraordinary.

The whole family worked together to transplant the flowers into flower pots.

12 AM.

When Qian Qingqing was about to sleep, she suddenly heard a lullaby faintly in her ears.

She was startled and immediately turned to look at the flowers, and found that they were swaying slightly, and the petals rubbed against each other to produce a unique melody.

The little girl called her parents again.

Qian Yiqing and his wife came over to listen for a while, and in addition to being surprised, they finally understood that the flowers were not just "extraordinary", but genuine treasures.

The next day.

When Qian Qingqing got up, she felt exceptionally refreshed.

How could she not understand that this was definitely the effect of the flowers.

The little girl looked at the increasingly delicate flowers, and a full of longing surged in her heart uncontrollably.

*

At the same time.

Cheng Han, wearing a mystic black robe, looked far away at a particularly large group of buildings through the transparent glass of the mystic ship.

Qinghan Mystic Palace, arrived!

The next chapter is a new volume, the Way of the Mystic.