Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 111 Zhao Tianming

The aunt nodded slightly, with a smile in her eyes, but she did not open her mouth to tease Zhao Qing again.

Instead, he took out the teapot, teacups, and green tangerine dew grass.

He whispered, "You smell a bit drunk, have a cup of hot tea."

She raised her hand to lift her hair and tied it behind her.

Amidst the rippling spiritual energy, the effectiveness of the top-grade water spiritual root was clearly visible.

bang bang...

The water temperature in the sand pot rose rapidly, and bubbles appeared in a blink of an eye.

Green tangerine, dew grass, na flower, osmanthus...

One by one they fell into the cup.

Zhao Qing's eyes flashed, and enlightenment arose in his heart.

Zhou Xiaoyi is really easy to tease.

As long as it is a normal laning, she will respond.

It doesn't matter if it's a little explicit.

But...her emotional needs seem somewhat unique.

They will be immersed in all kinds of sweet and sour confrontations and cannot extricate themselves, but once it involves spiritual practice or other slightly utilitarian elements, they will instantly lose the state.

Maybe it's really because of the environment of the Duke's Mansion...

The woman pursed her red lips slightly, lowered her head and gathered up her robe sleeves, revealing her slender arms.

He reached out, picked up the teacup, and handed it to Zhao Qing.

He asked softly, "Want to play a game of hands?"

Zhao Qing took the teacup without saying thank you.

Nodding directly: "Okay."

The chessboard is placed between the two people.

My aunt's slender hand reached into the bamboo basket first and grabbed a handful of white chess pieces: "This time, it's my turn to play white."

The next moment, there was a click.

Her slender jade fingers lifted from the chessboard...

Luozi Tianyuan.

Zhao Qing remained silent. Is his aunt trying to make him do this?

He honestly placed a black piece in the corner.

Zhou Xiaoyi continued to make moves and said softly, "I'm a little confused about two things."

Zhao Qing sipped his hot tea and asked, "Which two things?"

The woman raised her beautiful eyes slightly and asked: "How did you know the situation of the Four Elephants in advance?"

This matter...

Zhao Qing pondered for a moment and whispered, "It was just an accident."

"There's a junior fellow in the kitchen named Miao Jian, and he has extremely bad luck."

"When he was about to come of age, his family was struck by a tragedy, and he was the only one who survived."

"Some say he's a lonely star."

Zhao Qing dropped the black piece and continued, "As soon as he arrived at the kitchen, a wave of beasts arose on Shouyun Mountain."

"He arrived in the city, but the city was full of Four Elephants disciples."

"He told me the truth about Ma Zhe's death."

"That night, he followed Ma Zhe."

Zhao Qing raised his cup and drank his tea, then looked at his aunt: "Do you think destiny really exists?"

The woman looked thoughtful, said nothing, and dropped the white piece in her hand.

Zhao Qing continued, "Elder Qian set up the Shouyun Mountain Trial to select disciples and sent him to Nanze County to join the Four Symbols Sect."

"So, I just mentioned it casually."

Zhou Xiaoyi's face showed understanding.

He nodded gently and said, "The Miao family...was completely wiped out?"

"The Miao clan of Lingxi is unrivaled in swordsmanship."

"Five years ago in the spring, the ancestor of the Miao family ascended to the Golden Core realm."

"In the autumn, the Changsheng Sword Sect took action, claiming that a top secret had been leaked. Several elders traveled to Lingxi."

"Since then, there has been no more Miao Sword Clan in Lingxi."

Zhao Qing was startled and gently pinched the chess piece in his hand.

Miao Jian's enemy... turned out to be the Changsheng Sword Sect!?

I don't know if he was affected in Nanze...

Zhou Xiaoyi continued, "It's like the Longevity Sword or the Divine Blade Island, something as massive as this."

"Even if a dispute were to arise, no one in Chu would dare to say anything."

Her beautiful eyes flickered, and she took a sip of the tea beside her.

He placed his pieces slowly, then whispered, "Xiaoyi doesn't know what fate holds... but it does clear up a doubt in my mind."

My aunt decisively pressed down the white piece in her hand and said with a smile, "But the second puzzlement is related to you."

Related to me?

Zhao Qing nodded slightly, thinking about the situation on the board.

"Just ask."

Zhou Xiaoyi narrowed her beautiful eyes and said softly, "You and I are already companions, so there are some things I should ask."

"We first met a year ago, on the third day after Qingming Festival."

"At that time, Shuyue was just a mortal."

Zhao Qing raised his head slightly and listened with bated breath.

The woman smiled and said, "Loss."

Move?

Why do you choose the right piece?

Zhao Qing smiled bitterly. He probably knew what his aunt was going to say.

"I lost again."

My aunt shook her head slightly: "You lost two games of chess, but you beat me."

She poured out the white pieces in her hand and made a new cup of tea for Zhao Qing.

"The Bloody Clothes Building holds auctions twice a month."

"Mangzhong, Wan'er sent a last-minute anti-aging pill."

"I saw you at twilight hour that day."

"My realm was not high at that time, and although I couldn't sense your cultivation level, the feeling I got from you was that you were no more than the fourth level of Qi Refining."

My aunt chuckled: "It's been less than a year. What realm are you in now?"

Zhao Qing nodded but did not answer.

He took the tea handed to him and looked at him.

Zhou Xiaoyi continued, "It was late autumn last year, before the White Dew."

"We met again in the Blood Robe Tower, and you were already a guest official at that time."

"But the Soul-Refining Pill that was submitted was made by Master Wu."

"Master Zhao Dan...it's only been half a year since Bailu. And you've already appeared on the spirit boat heading to Zizhu Tower."

Zhou Xiaoyi has a pair of bright eyes that seem to be able to see through the man in front of her.

She opened her red lips again: "Let's put that aside for now. Since we met that day, I've paid much attention to you and have discovered many interesting things about you."

"Danxia's servant, his cultivation level has rapidly improved in one year."

"The knowledge of an alchemist is vast and complex, including controlling fire, refining the spirit, distinguishing consciousness, alchemy herbs, and medicinal properties..."

"What kind of famous teacher is he, that he can send you to the spiritual boat of Zizhu Tower in just half a year?"

"Do you believe destiny really exists... Master Zhao Dan?"

"Perhaps I should call you Zhao Tianming."

Zhao Qing sighed slightly, his heart filled with horror.

Fortunately, these words came from my aunt...

"A year ago, I did get some opportunities."

Zhou Xiaoyi nodded gently: "I don't care what you get, but someone will pay attention."

"Master Danxia's mind is not in the sect, so he might ignore your question. Maybe he doesn't care."

"But... you might as well think about the fate of the Lingxi Miao family. Were they really wrong?"

The woman stood up, walked slowly to Zhao Qing, and gently pressed his forehead with her slender fingers.

She whispered in his ear, "You are relatively safe now, but your realm is still low, not enough to arouse the greed of others."

"You're acting too passively... Formations, cultivation, and spiritual weapons can't protect you."

Zhou Xiaoyi's eyes were gentle.

"But you have already embarked on the path of Zizhu Tower. It would be good if you could become a Zizhu disciple."

"If you can't..."

Zhao Qing held her delicate hand and whispered, "How is it?"

The woman sighed softly.

After a long silence, he spoke again.

"The Alchemist Trial requires extremely high spiritual awareness. These days, I will help you sharpen your spiritual awareness every day."

"Then practice the Thunder and Fire Spirit Refining Technique."

"But that's not my intention, and you can't cross the line again."

"If this trip fails, I want you to... return the cultivation you've made."

Zhao Qing hesitated for a moment and asked doubtfully, "How do I return it?"

The cold voice of the woman behind him was full of teasing and mockery.

"Abandoning the wonderful Dharma will only harm each other's Mingtang."

"Returning to the beginning of the Spirit Refining Realm, I sought the path to the Twelve Floors and used them as a refuge."

"If you have any clues, immediately live in seclusion in the mountains, far away from the clan city."

"If you can do that, you can do whatever you want in my Mingtang, and Xiaoyi will be at your disposal."

She turned and looked out the window at the glaciers and snow-capped mountains, and said softly, "I don't want to be a Taoist partner with a short-lived ghost... I'll teach you how to play chess for a few years."

"What kind of routine did you just follow?"

"It's not a fixed pattern. Tian Yuan takes the lead and leads the overall situation. Although it's difficult to win... it's also difficult to lose."

"But your chess skills... have always been on a tightrope. If you're not careful, you'll become the next Lingxi Miao family."