I fought back after reselling my engagement

Su Zhen smiled and asked, "Congratulations to Ling'er and Qiaozhen for reaching the Golden Elixir stage!"

She took out two bottles of pills, "Rejuvenation Pills, a gift from me."

To make the anti-aging elixir, you need the anti-aging flower.

Su Zhen handed a pill bottle to Hua Dalang, "I still owe Uncle Hua an elixir, and I've delivered it this time."

Because it was an elixir, it was not convenient to put a label on the bottle, so a note was stuffed inside the bottle.

Su Zhen asked: "Is Qiao Xiu still in seclusion?"

Hua Ling'er whispered, "She has advanced to the Golden Core stage. She was engaged to the grandson of the Third Elder of the Wanxian Sect a while ago, but she thought the other person's cultivation was too low, so she pestered Elder Rong to cancel the engagement for her last month. She has been staying in the Poetry Pavilion recently, eating and living there..."

Su Zhen looked puzzled: "What is she doing..."

Hua Ling'er glanced at Rong Qiaozhen and said, "I like the Pavilion Master of the Poetry Pavilion, Mo You. Mo You is a Confucian cultivator of the poetry branch. The disciples of the entire Poetry Pavilion are really pleasing to the eye."

Poets are romantic, lyricists are sentimental, and the disciples of this branch are all not only of good appearance, but also of elegant demeanor. Especially the leader Mo You, when he goes out on the street, all the young wives and girls in the city will stare at him with their eyes wide open.

Hua Ling'er had also seen it. If she hadn't been a spiritual and Confucian practitioner, she might have really been possessed by the devil.

The Poetry Pavilion has only male disciples.

Rongxiu Pavilion has only female disciples.

Not only Rong Qiaoxiu was fascinated, several female disciples in Rongxiu Pavilion were also fascinated by her. Two female disciples even ran over there to work as cooks for others, and kept shouting that Rongxiu Pavilion was a branch of women's needlework and their cooking skills were also from the women's needlework school.

When Aunt Hua called Hua Ling'er, she said, "If you learn from Rongxiu Pavilion and get infatuated with good-looking monks, I'll beat you up first. What's the point of a man being so good-looking? It's only bad women who seduce men, and bad men also seduce bad women. How shameless! You're simply a disaster..."

Aunt Hua started to scold, but only stopped when Uncle Hua reminded her to "watch her words".

The Painting Fairy Pavilion is not bad. After all, there are both male and female disciples here. As long as you have talent, you have the opportunity to enter the inner gate.

In the apprentice shop of the Painting Fairy Pavilion, a woman was saying with great joy: "Have you heard? The second elder's eldest son raised a big white pig on a farm in the country."

"Big White Pig, aren't all these pigs black?"

"You also find it amazing, right? I heard that it has been raised for almost three years. Now it weighs more than 300 kilograms and is big and strong. Recently, I have been looking for a strong and beautiful sow to marry the big white pig."

Su Zhen heard that the big white pig of the Bai family in Baixian Manor in the capital might not have been stolen by the second elder. The Shaoqing of the Dali Temple came to check and said that there were no footprints, not even the pig's hoof prints. If it was with the spirit beast bag, it could have been taken away directly, and the big white pig would have been taken away.

The big white pig was born in the pigsty of Mr. Bai, and the pig spirit energy was in that pigsty. There was almost no use taking the big white pig away. As long as the three sows of Mr. Bai gave birth to another big white pig, yes, she remembered that on the day she went there, Mr. Bai also said that a sow in his family could be bred. After they left, they would definitely let the big white pig bred. As long as the sow of Mr. Bai gave birth to another big white pig, the pig spirit energy would become more and more intense.

No matter how well the Second Elder and his son planned, in the end they were just helping others and making wedding dresses for them.

Su Zhen said goodbye to the Painting Fairy Pavilion and passed by the Poetry Pavilion. The door was open. There were a dozen young men reciting poems and composing couplets in the main hall, looking very carefree.

Rong Qiaoxiu had a crazy look on her face, staring at the handsome man sitting in the middle without blinking. Looking at this man, Su Zhen couldn't help but think of Su Mo. In a blink of an eye, he realized that the man in white robe in the hall was Su Mo.

Mo You...

He is actually Su Mo.

Rong Qiaozhen called out, "Qiaoxiu, Qiaoxiu..."

Rong Qiaoxiu was pushed by a female disciple of Rongxiu Pavilion. She came back to her senses and responded repeatedly, running to the door, "Sister."

As soon as she finished calling out, "Fairy Shuzhen, you're here?"

Su Zhen nodded and said, "Congratulations to Qiao Xiu for advancing to the Golden Core stage."

Qiao Xiu grinned.

Su Zhen handed over a pill bottle, "This is a gift for you, the Rejuvenating Pill."

"Thank you, thank you!" Rong Qiaoxiu has been staying in the Poetry Pavilion almost all the time recently. Not only her, but also many rich daughters in the city, and even the sisters and daughters of great martial artists, are the same. The Poetry Pavilion is full of men, and there are quite a few women here, who either come to see the handsome men in the Poetry Pavilion or to be infatuated with them.

Every time he came, he brought a lot of things in big and small bags.

The Poetry Pavilion sells copybooks, poetry collections, calligraphy and paintings, etc. It is a bookstore, and the outer disciples take turns to guard the shop, while other disciples recite poems and compose couplets in the Poetry Pavilion. When there are no poetry meetings, they go out of the city to wander around. They are not promiscuous and flirt with men. As a result, all the wives and girls in the city think that the male cultivators in the Poetry Pavilion are handsome, passionate and talented.

Mo You heard Qiao Xiu's voice and looked outside the gate.

Xia Houyang came over with two spiritual disciples, clasped his fists and bowed: "Greetings, Fairy!"

Su Zhen said: "Didn't you go to the Zhao Dynasty?"

"Go when you're ready."

Su Zhen responded, "I am going to travel to the imperial dynasty. I will not be in the snowy mountains or in the territory of Qi and Liao in the next few years. I hope that when we meet again, your cultivation will have advanced rapidly."

Xiahou Yang asked: "Which dynasty do you want to go to, fairy?"

She smiled slightly, "I want to go to Dazhao and Dahan, and also visit Phoenix, Qilin, and Xuanwu of the Super Holy Dynasty. I want to go to more places and see more scenery. I didn't have anyone to accompany me before, but I will have someone to accompany me from now on."

Xia Houyang clasped his fists and said, "Congratulations, Fairy, for finding your own Zhao Shicheng."

"Congratulations, you will meet your Tang Wan too."

Her eyelids drooped slightly, she took a step forward, and recited in a clear and moving voice: "The east wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night. It blows down stars like rain. The road is filled with the fragrance of BMW and carved carriages. The sound of phoenix flutes moves, the light of jade pots turns, and fish and dragons dance all night.

The moth is covered with golden threads of snow willow. The smile and the faint fragrance are gone. I searched for him among the crowd for hundreds of times. Suddenly I turned around and he was there, in the dim light.

Xia Houyang felt his heart softened, his limbs weak, unable to move. She always managed to make him unable to control her, "Shu Zhen..."

The poetry gathering being held in the Poetry Pavilion suddenly fell silent, as the artistic conception of this poem was beyond their reach.

Then the female voice continued, "Life is limited, and parting easily makes one sad. Don't refuse frequent banquets and singing parties. The mountains and rivers are all in vain, and the falling flowers in the wind and rain make spring even more sad. It's better to cherish the person in front of you."

Su Zhen stopped and walked very slowly, "Xia Houyang, take care..."

She quickened her pace. She didn't like being alone, but she had hinted to Xia Houyang that even if she gave him another chance today, he still didn't understand. She said she had someone to accompany her, and she had hoped that person was Xia Houyang. But he congratulated her on finding her Zhao Shicheng, so she wished him to find his Tang Wan soon.

Never mind. No more chance.

Rong Qiaoxiu wanted to call Su Zhen back, but she kept mumbling, "I searched for him among the crowd for hundreds of times, and when I turned around, he was there, in the dimming lights."

Rong Qiaozhen recited "It's better to love the one in front of you." She set her eyes on Xia Houyang, "Brother Xia Hou, why don't you go after her?"

Xiahou Yang asked: "What are you chasing?"