บท 459: Dual fate forest

He continued to sit there, but now he had chosen to just empty his mind and soak in the sounds of life around him. The birds chirping in excitement over something, the insects' cacophony of noises as they foraged and built more homes on the trees around, and the sound of the gently swaying of leaves around him.

Yang Qing stayed that way for ten minutes, completely lost to his surroundings, and unbeknownst to him, the trees, the grass, the shrubs, the birds, and the insects, started swaying to his breath.

The trees released leaves that went through the window and fell on his head, almost as if comforting him. The same could be seen with the birds and the insects, whose sounds had a charm of comfort to them.