The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

Ziyou looked at him and said, "This mission is not easy, but you must carefully record the materials and quantities they use to avoid any problems in the future. Also, don't worry about the labor, we have already contracted the entire project to them. As for the specific process, I have written it down here, you just need to execute it according to the requirements."

After listening to this, the man immediately nodded to show that he understood. This way, it didn't seem particularly difficult. He just needed to follow the steps to complete it.

Ziyou: "Take a look at all of this first, familiarize yourself with the process, and then start work. Let's finish it as soon as possible and start enrolling students as soon as possible."

Seeing him take the blueprint and start looking at it, Ziyou stood up and said, "I won't disturb you for now. You can take your time to look at it, but you can't fall behind in your cultivation." After saying that, he left.

After arranging her affairs, Ziyou decided it was time to study. After all, she would be traveling to many other worlds in the future, so she needed to learn more. Furthermore, learning never ends; only by constantly improving herself can she better face future challenges. So, she decided to invest her time in studying to become stronger.

Apart from her decent strength now, she learned the Fuxi Qin from Zheyan. There are still many other things she needs to learn, but her master is busy arranging matters in the Southern Wilderness and has not even taken care of Chaoyan in her sea of ​​consciousness. So she should go find Master Zheyan. It has been more than three months, and she doesn't know how his injury is.

So she informed her parents of her whereabouts, just in case they needed her and couldn't find her. Then she packed up and headed for the Ten-Mile Peach Forest.

As soon as I arrived at the peach forest, I saw Zheyan drinking. I was very surprised. Is his injury healed? Thinking about it, I asked, "Master Zheyan, are your injuries healed? Why are you drinking?"

Zhe Yan felt a little warm at the sight of her caring for him, but he also explained, "He's almost well. This wine is a medicinal wine I brewed specially for you, and it's good for your injuries. I don't have anything else to do, so just take your time and heal your injuries. There's no need to rush. I really don't feel good about staying in seclusion to heal my injuries."

Ziyou felt that this wine was truly magical. It could make one forget worries and heal wounds. Everyone drank when they were in a good mood, and drank when they were in a bad mood. Zheyan, for example, drank when he was bored. She had never drunk alcohol before, either because she was young or because she was busy practicing. She was afraid that drinking would interfere with her work, so she had never drunk alcohol before. When she was in heaven, her mother would not let her sisters drink alcohol, saying that they were still young and that it was not good for girls to drink alcohol. Now, seeing Zheyan drinking, she also wanted to try it.

But since it was her first time to drink wine, she felt a little embarrassed. So she said to Zheyan with a little hesitation, "Master Zheyan, everyone says that the peach blossom wine you brew is unique. I want to try it too."

Zheyan found her look a little funny, thinking that although she was a god, she was still a child after all, so he waved his hand and a bottle of Peach Blossom Wine appeared on the table. Zheyan smiled and said, "You were so hardworking before, I occasionally wanted to let you drink some wine to relax and not tense yourself too much, but I didn't expect that you have such strong perseverance. You have persisted for 30,000 years from a tiny little dumpling." Thinking of Ziyou at that time, Zheyan's eyes were filled with heartache and pride. This was the child he raised.

Seeing her hesitate in front of the bottle, as if considering whether to drink, Zhe Yan could only say, "Don't worry, I just brewed it not long ago. The alcohol content is not high and it hasn't been around long, so it won't make you drunk. Just drink it without worry. Besides, even if you get drunk, there's still a place for you to sleep in my peach forest."

Upon hearing this, Ziyou took a small sip from the bottle, watching Zheyan's eyes as he looked at her, clearly waiting for her comment. She was somewhat surprised by the taste of the wine: "Master Zheyan, this peach blossom wine you brewed tastes a little spicy, but very sweet. After drinking it, my mouth is filled with the fragrance of peach blossoms. It's really delicious, no wonder it's called a unique drink." After saying this, she took another big sip.

Zheyan found it somewhat amusing. The drink she was drinking was similar to peach blossom dew, sweet of course, but very suitable for a girl like her who had never drunk alcohol. Thinking of her address, he said, "I always feel uncomfortable hearing you address me like that. Hmm...why don't you recognize me as your sworn brother?"

Ziyou agreed as soon as he heard it: "Sure, in fact, it's okay for me to recognize you as my godfather."

When Zhe Yan heard this, he immediately waved his hand and said, "No, that would make me old."

Ziyou smiled and stood up, then saluted Zheyan solemnly and said, "Ziyou greets brother."

Zheyan raised his hand to support her: "Okay, sit down, come, have a drink." As he spoke, the two of them clinked their glasses.

Ziyou sat on a stool, gazing at the ten-mile peach forest. In the sunshine, a gentle breeze rustled the petals. Those breathtakingly beautiful petals scattered in the wind, some swaying in the breeze; some twirling in front of the house; some lingering near people, unwilling to leave; and still others dancing and twirling wildly, as if they had to show everyone their most beautiful side. The stamens were so tiny! Like golden ears of wheat, they stretched out at an angle. There was a touch of laziness, yet a profound comfort to behold. Tender, yet crisp, soft yet with a hint of toughness.

The flower buds as numerous as stars are swaying happily in the spring breeze, and the peach groves seem to have become a world of red rain.

Seeing this, she suddenly thought of Qingqiu next door, and said to Zheyan, "Brother, when will you move out of this peach forest?"

Zhe Yan was a little confused when he heard this: "Move away, why move away?"

Zi You was somewhat speechless upon hearing this, but he still said, "Brother, you are the ancestor of the bird tribe. The bird tribe's destiny is tied to you. You don't live with the bird tribe, but live next to these foxes. Now the bird tribe has no one except you, the ancestor. That's fine, but in the past hundred thousand years, even baby birds have rarely been born. They are truly blessed to have you as their ancestor."

Listening to Ziyou's sarcastic words, Zheyan only noticed the meaning, but why didn't he think of it before, and why did he, a phoenix, fall in love with Ningchang, a fox?

I thought back to when Bai Zhi, under the pretext of their close relationship, had invited him to build the peach forest next to them, saying that living close together would make it easier for everyone to visit. Why had he agreed, like a fool, back then? He'd lived there for over a hundred thousand years, completely oblivious to the fact that anything was amiss there. So, that's when he started plotting against me. It was truly frustrating. If they weren't all dead, I'd have at least picked a fight with them.