Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 185 Recollection

"I have an artifact... for you."

The faint whispers echoed in Zhao Qing's soul, and the white-haired figure slowly disappeared from his mind, and then there was no other movement.

Even her Yin Hua...seemed extremely dead at this moment.

For a moment, Zhao Qing sensed the magical effect of Si You's secret technique.

He seemed to have realized a state of mind.

Vicissitudes, confusion, loneliness, helplessness...

It seems like I am standing at the end of time, seeing everything, but unable to do anything.

The sun sets over the mountains and the river flows eastward.

Time flies like an arrow, day and night.

One figure after another passed by, men and women with resolute expressions walked side by side, passing through the rolling mountains.

They prayed softly and shouted loudly, wanting to go to Kunlun, but they were still fascinated by this place.

Eventually it turned into a pile of dry bones.

"Tell the High Priest that Feng Xiang wishes to travel south of Mount Tai'e to seek the kingdom of Qingqiu."

"Tell the high priest, I heard that to the west of the Great Desolate Land, there is the Kunlun Divine Hill..."

"Your High Priest, we are traveling to the northwest of the sky, to the land of Nine Yin, to pay homage to the God of Zhongshan."

"The High Priest..."

"Your people...are back."

"..."

Is this what Si He was thinking?

In an instant, Zhao Qing woke up with a start and suddenly realized that his energy and blood had declined.

It seemed as if in just a few moments, I had aged dozens of years...

At this moment, he tried to calm down.

No longer trying to understand Si He’s thoughts…that’s something he can’t bear.

Even thinking about it will affect your own practice.

Qing Huan glanced sideways and said softly, "Master."

Zhao Qing looked at the beauty in his arms, chuckled and shook his head... then closed his eyes and gently stroked her hair.

But a huge wave had already risen in his heart.

It was hard to imagine the fox girl who usually made noises in his ears... the girl who needed to be coaxed by reading a storybook, the chatterbox who often bickered with him, and the cute director who was bent on exploring the positions of dual cultivation...

Her heart was so cold and lonely.

Zhao Qing's chest rose and fell slightly, and after a few breaths, he felt his qi and blood returning to normal.

I don’t know...how old Si He is this year.

With a long lifespan as a gift, perhaps you have witnessed countless separations in the past years?

At this moment, Zeng Nianke's consciousness condensed and sounded: "We are almost at Changshengfang..."

Hear this.

Zhao Qing was stunned for a moment.

Arriving so soon?

He suddenly realized that he had been immersed in Si He's thoughts just now... maybe for more than a few breaths!

But it took nearly an hour!

It was just that the boundless artistic conception affected his own consciousness...

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It is not yet the hour of Si, and the morning glow and morning mist still cover the earth.

Outside Changshengfang, north of Shangchu Town.

A streak of light streaked across the sky, and Zeng Nianke landed there in his spirit boat.

This attracted many wandering cultivators outside the village to stop and look at it in amazement.

The formation that obscured spiritual consciousness gradually closed in, and a plump figure appeared in everyone's sight.

Zeng Nianke looked around with her beautiful eyes, then slowly stepped off the spirit boat and waited.

The male and female cultivators in Shangchu Town looked at each other and left the place in silence.

Spirit boats often appeared outside Changshengfang, and it wasn't a particularly unusual sight. But there were always people who stopped to watch from afar... wanting to see more of the grand display of the senior practitioners.

Not long after, another young man and woman got off the spirit boat.

The male cultivator had an upright posture, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, yet a hint of gentleness. He was wearing a brocade robe with hibiscus branches wrapped around it, with a peace locket hanging from his waist, and his hand was tightly holding the fair wrist of the woman beside him.

The female cultivator was even more eye-catching.

Her figure is graceful and elegant, her shoulders seem to be carved out, and her waist is as thin as a slender waist.

Above her beautiful and refined face, a pair of unique phoenix eyes were filled with love as she gazed at the man beside her.

The teardrop mole under the corner of the eye makes her look even more delicate and charming.

From afar, a warm, astringent and silent breath could be smelled, as if sandalwood and amber were burning on the spirit boat, bringing a unique flavor to this late autumn morning.

Zhao Qing nodded slightly to Zeng Nianke, who put away the spirit boat. The three of them went straight to Changshengfang without stopping.

"Senior Zhao!"

At this moment, a loud shout broke the silence, attracting the attention of the surrounding cultivators.

Ok?

Zhao Qing heard a familiar call and stopped and looked back in confusion.

I saw a middle-aged male cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training quickly approaching...

Sun Liancheng?

It was the monk from Huanyu Pavilion who stayed in Lanxian Town.

Zhao Qing looked at the face in front of him and nodded slightly.

Sun Liancheng's face was full of joy, and he looked even more flattering than before.

After bowing to the three of them, he whispered, "I never expected to meet you here by chance. This is truly a great blessing!"

Zhao Qing smiled and shook his head, then asked, "Why are we in Shangchu Town?"

Sun Liancheng looked excited and said quickly, "Senior, there is a happy event in Lanxian Town!"

"A few days ago, the Changsheng Sword Sect was recruiting disciples, and Liu Pan tested positive for mid-grade earth spirit roots! He has already stayed at the Changsheng Sword Sect as a menial disciple!"

"I just came back from there too, and haven't had time to go back to Lin'an yet..."

Zhao Qing's expression couldn't help but froze.

Liu Pan entered the Changsheng Sword Sect?

He nodded slightly, then looked at Qinghuan with a smile. The beauty beside him was also smiling, and her joy was beyond words.

Zhao Qing couldn't help but think of the time when he first met Liu Pan...

Four years ago, my family just arrived in Lanxian Town.

At that time, Liu Pan was still a little girl who followed Huang Xuejiu to study and learn to read. In the blink of an eye, she entered the immortal sect... Lanxian Town can be said to have truly produced an immortal master.

Gu Qinghuan looked thoughtful.

At this moment, she raised her delicate hand, took out several bottles of Qi Gathering Pills from her beautiful spiritual ring, and handed them to Sun Liancheng.

She said softly, "If Pan'er goes back, please give these to her... I will visit her later."

Sun Liancheng responded repeatedly and bowed to express his gratitude on behalf of Liu Pan.

After exchanging a few pleasantries about the situation in Lanxian Town, he tactfully said goodbye and left.

Zeng Nianke watched the whole process with a sweet smile, and said softly, "Qinghuan has a compassionate heart, Nianke is not as good as her."

The three continued walking towards the Xueyi Tower in Changshengfang.

Zhao Qing felt Qing Huan's genuine joy and couldn't help but sigh...

There are very few practitioners who can reach the stage of pure joy.

He is easygoing, gentle and elegant, but also extremely tenacious in mind. He has remained true to his original aspirations after going through so many hardships...at least better than himself.

He vaguely realized that Qinghuan was actually adhering to a kind of transmission.

There was a kindhearted woman named Liu Lao in Tianshui County who introduced her to the immortal path. She never mentioned that elder, but instead brought the last bit of kindness in this mortal world to more people...

I wonder what kind of person Liu Pan will be when he succeeds in his cultivation...

Thinking of the little girl who was hammering the locust tree outside Wang Deren's former residence a few months ago, Zhao Qing felt deeply that time flies and the world is impermanent.

Then silently sense the silent Yin Hua in my mind...

He sighed slightly.

She has also watched me grow step by step to where I am today... Do you want to go back and see her?

……

After a stick of incense.

The third floor of the Blood Robe Building in Changshengfang.

Zhao Qing took Gu Qinghuan up the wooden steps and saw Liu Zijing who was sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Zeng Nianke stayed on the second floor to visit Shen Mo.

The vast and surging blood energy slowly gathered, Liu Zijing opened his eyes, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Junior brothers and sisters are in Songshan recently. Are they living comfortably?"

Gu Qinghuan bowed and nodded slightly.

Zhao Qing responded, "Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. My life in Songshan is very peaceful, and there are very few troubles at the Commercial Building."

"Hey……"

Liu Zijing sighed softly, as if he was relaxing himself.

He stood up, picked up three teacups and placed them aside, then sat down in front of a wooden table.

Zhao Qing took Qinghuan and sat down, thanking him again.

The Blood-Robed Senior Brother in the Golden Core Realm shook his head and sighed softly, "Thinking about it now, it still seems incredible."

"The Azure Dragon enters my destiny, and I am stationed in Zhongzhou... This is much better luck than mine!"

"If Junior Brother ascends to the position of Blood Son in the future, he won't cause trouble for the State of Chu, right?"

what?

Zhao Qing smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother, you are too kind. I was born in the State of Chu, so how can I be embarrassed?"

"Besides, the Blood Son Trial will still take many more years. Maybe by then, Senior Brother will have already advanced to the Nascent Soul stage."

Liu Zijing raised his eyebrows slightly and slowly smiled.

It was as if what he just said was just a joke.

He took out a storage ring and said seriously, "All the bloodstone elixir grass you exchanged with Qing Huan is here."

"If you sharpen it well, it will be completely consumed within a year."

"By then, I should be able to comprehend the magical power of 'Burning Heart'..."

"Next spring, I will take you to Liaoxi to visit many of my fellow apprentices."

Liu Zijing paused for a moment and continued.

"The elixirs you asked me to sell, totaling 180,000 spirit stones, are all in the spirit ring."

How many! ?

Zhao Qing couldn't help but look shocked.

One hundred and eighty thousand spirit stones!

You have to know that the Daojidan he gave to Liu Zijing three months ago was only 300 ordinary ones and 100 high-quality ones.

According to estimates, a good quality Daojidan would cost at least one thousand spirit stones.

And he still has five hundred pills of this quality on him!

At least 600,000 spirit stones!

Zhao Qing's mind moved slightly, and he was amazed in his heart.

Although I knew these pills were valuable when I left the Pill Tower, and could be sold for hundreds of thousands of spirit stones...

But I had no way to sell it before, so I could only keep it in my hands and didn’t feel it was precious.

But now, 180,000 spirit stones are right before our eyes...

But it is another kind of joy of harvest.

Liu Zijing looked at Zhao Qing, shook his head and smiled, "There's no shortage of buyers for this high-quality Daoji Pill."

"One hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones are not a lot for the opportunity of building a foundation in three hundred days."

Not much?

Zhao Qing smiled bitterly. Perhaps for those big sects, training a foundation-building disciple to spend more than 100,000 spirit stones was really nothing.

But in the State of Chu, it was already a considerable fortune.

The population tax paid by the Chu royal family in the mortal world for ten years was only two million spirit stones.

Zhao Qing suppressed his distracting thoughts and put away the storage ring on the table.

Then he asked Liu Zijing for advice: "Thank you, Brother Liu!"

"Junior brother, I have something else to ask you..."

"What exactly is this ancient relic?"

he asked softly.

These words were actually asked on behalf of Si He. Hong Ning had invited him that day, but he had refused.

But Si He really wanted to go and see...

Although I can't go and explore it myself, it would be nice to help her find out.