Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 226 Han Guang

The moon is cold like frost.

The entire Shouyun Mountain seemed extremely desolate.

The beast tide at the end of autumn attracted many wandering cultivators, who slaughtered all the wild beasts on the mountain in recent years, so that now there is only the howling cold wind in this lonely mountain covered with ice and snow.

The Talisman House, originally located on the mountainside, looked extremely dilapidated, and the monks in it had already left the country.

Zhao Qing held the little fox in his arms and strolled here with his aunt.

On the long street of Fufang, a row of footprints were left behind as people walked side by side...

In the talisman pool not far away, there was still some talisman blood left, but it was no longer pure. It was full of dead branches and leaves, and covered with a layer of dark brown ice.

The night wind blew through the hall and the courtyard, pulling the window paper and making a rustling sound.

The little fox's pair of fluffy ears drooped lightly, and its narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing a bit of laziness and sleepiness.

Zhou Xiaoyi gazed at the jade shoes on her slender feet with her beautiful eyes and chuckled softly, "You've wanted me to wear these shoes for a long time, right?"

Zhao Qing played with the fox ears and said thoughtfully, "No matter what, it's still a spiritual treasure. Even if it's sealed by Si He, the increase in spiritual power is more than 30%, not to mention that it can also bless the speed of flying..."

He glanced sideways at the woman's beautiful eyes. After his aunt put on high heels, her eyebrows were already level with his. Oh... No.

Zhao Qing laughed and said, "I can't possibly wear it myself, right?"

My aunt's expression froze, her beautiful eyes swept over the scarlet patterns and buckles on the jade shoes again, and she fell silent.

"It's definitely not suitable for men to wear."

Seeing that his aunt had no objection, Zhao Qing immediately changed the subject: "We have a new servant living in our house."

"Um……"

Zhou Xiaoyi's spiritual perception was much weaker than Zhao Qing's, and she did not sense the situation in the kitchen at the foot of the mountain.

After a moment's thought, she whispered, "Wang Teng is gone?"

"That should be the case. We didn't find him in the kitchen. He might be trapped in the Dust Sealing Formation. There are many formations in the Jiazi courtyard that block spiritual awareness."

Hey.

Hey.

Light footsteps penetrated the snow, making crisp sounds.

The aunt reached out her delicate hand, clasped her fingers with the man's, and at the same time handed him a communication jade...

It's the red lemon one.

However, the other party did not reply to the message, so Zhao Qing glanced at it and put it away.

Zhou Xiaoyi showed a smile at the corner of her lips, silently looking at Zhao Qing's expression.

Zhao Qing looked back at her, not knowing what his aunt was trying to do. Maybe she wanted to talk to him about Hong Ning, but she didn't say anything...

After a long moment, the woman whispered, "Then accompany me back to the Blood Robe Tower in the west quarter of Danxia City?"

Hearing this, Zhao Qing nodded with a smile.

When I was still a rookie, my aunt lived on the second floor of the Xueyi Building in Xifang. It was a very small guest room.

In the blink of an eye, she was about to take part in the Xueyi disciple assessment...

After passing Fufang, the two walked hand in hand in the snow on the mountainside.

Sometimes the little fox would jump out lightly and play around not far in front of the two of them, and sometimes it would climb onto the woman's shoulders, hiding its snow-white tail under her inky black hair, and whisper in her aunt's ear.

"That's Lu Niu County, and Shuyue was born in Niuweigang, Lu Niu County."

"It's said that this town once produced a general. When he was young, he was a cowherd. He encountered a wolf and lost his cow's tail."

The aunt pursed her red lips and listened quietly to the man next to her chatting.

However, the little fox in Zhao Qing's arms was not happy. It jumped up and hugged his neck, and used a secret method to send a message to the two of them: "Nonsense!"

"Where are the wolves on Shouyun Mountain?!"

Zhao Qing: ...

Si He asked again: "Where is the wolf I asked you to bring me?"

Zhou Xiaoyi chuckled and glanced sideways, revealing a hint of inquiry.

Zhao Qing smiled and said, "Si He said before that there are wolves in Songshan, but there are only tigers and leopards in Shouyunshan. She asked me to catch two wolves and send them to her."

He gently rubbed Si He's head. Apparently, she was too bored and had become an animal manager in Shouyun Mountain...

The cold wind is howling and the moon is like frost.

The woman randomly found a place on the snow and sat down, leaning her head in Zhao Qing's arms, letting the little fox occasionally step on her hair.

She silently looked at the red shoes on her slender feet, and when her long jade legs crossed, she kicked off the pair of magic treasures. The delicate pearls and jade reflected a dark red blood color under the moonlight, and the arrangement of the buttons left indentations in the snow.

My aunt gently gathered her gauze sleeves, slowly closed her beautiful eyes, and made soft and faint breathing sounds under the moonlight.

Zhao Qing leaned against the snow, his eyes fixed on the cold face in his arms, and took out a brocade robe to cover the woman's casually crossed legs.

A smile flashed in the little fox's narrow eyes as it nestled quietly in Zhao Qing's arms.

The next moment, its petite body trembled slightly, and the man's grip on its forehead made it feel like lightning flooding its body, as violent as a tsunami or a volcano...

Si He's fox eyes closed and his pair of furry ears slightly raised.

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On a cold night in late winter, the whole world outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows has become quiet. The tall buildings are filled with colorful neon lights, which is different from the darkness and silence on Shouyun Mountain.

The white-haired girl looked back with her bright eyes, then leaned on the glass window and breathed on it, casually sketching a puppy with her slender fingers.

"drop."

A faint green fluorescence appeared on the plastic cabinet in the corner, and it kept changing with the dripping sound beside my ears.

"drop."

"drop."

"drop."

Final freeze of electronic display: 16-°C

Zhao Qing threw the air conditioner remote control on the bedside, kicked off his slippers and buried his whole body in the soft bed.

The girl in front of the window was wearing cartoon pajamas and had unusually white hair...

Si He turned and left the balcony, casually pulled the curtains, and leaned lightly on the boss chair in front of the computer. A pair of crystal jade feet were pulled out of the cotton slippers and crossed on the huge computer desk.

An unknown melody came from the speakers, sometimes passionate and sometimes gentle. The dark purple ambient light contrasted with the girl's snow-white toes, and the loose nightgown could still outline her slender legs.

"Crack! Sizzle..."

Si He threw the broken can into the trash can, a look of satisfaction on her pretty face: "Are you a foot fetishist?"

Zhao Qing's expression froze.

Is it illegal?

He asked doubtfully, "Who said that?"

The girl pursed her cherry lips and uttered three words after a long pause: "It's not illegal."

The man nestled in the bed fell silent immediately.

He thought carefully about his preferences and said, "Feet and face are similar. They are more eye-catching when they are good-looking."

"..."

"Damn pervert!"

Ton ton tun~hiss...ha!

The girl drank Coke swigs and tapped the keyboard with her slender ankles. The lyrics on the monitor stopped scrolling and her ears became quiet.

"I saved one for you."

Zhao Qing buried his face in the quilt, waved his big hands to grab the cold can, then stood up and took a sip of the sweetness.

The taste of syrup and essence filled his mouth, and the unique throat-stimulating feeling of carbonated drinks brought him back to normal a little.

Si He pushed him onto the bed, leaped into Zhao Qing's arms, and asked doubtfully, "Are you going to the morning reading tomorrow?"

Zhao Qing pondered for a long time: "Logically speaking, I should go."

"But you don't have to be so reserved about dreaming, right?"

In the past, it was fine for me to rush to school early, but in my fantasy world, I even had the head teacher call my parents! ?

impossible!

The girl's white hair was disheveled as she chuckled softly, "I don't know how long this illusion created by the fusion of our minds will last."

"Um……"

She took out her cell phone and glanced at the time which didn't make any sense.

After casually swiping the screen twice, a hint of mischief flashed in the girl's bright eyes.

She immediately put away her smile, leaned over Zhao Qing with her pretty face, and spoke in a low voice...

"There's a couple who just ran away from the Harbor District Mental Hospital."

“I always fantasize about myself in another world, with another identity. One is a cultivator surrounded by women, and the other is a god who overlooks the mountains and seas.”

Zhao Qing smiled and said, "That's quite generous of you."

"I have several wives, how scary..."

Um! ?

He stared carefully into Si He's serious eyes, and felt a little hysterical for a moment.

Si He continued, "Always imagining that you have another identity is a psychological disorder, a symptom of hallucination in psychiatry, specifically manifested as dissociative amnesia under obsessive thoughts."

“Actually, you are the only patient…”

The girl stood up, straightened her pajamas, and said seriously, "Let me introduce myself again. I am your attending physician, Si He."

Zhao Qing was silent for a long time, then smiled and said, "Is the treatment done to the bed?"

After pondering for a moment, he continued, "It's a bit like a movie plot. So, how could I meet you in Shouyun Mountain...?"

The girl said sympathetically, "This doctor is giving you psychological hints."

Oh……

Zhao Qing pulled the girl over and held her shoulders to take her.

Si Heming's eyes widened, and she kicked the man who was holding her tightly with her calves.

After a long time, the girl gasped slightly: "Your condition has worsened, Mr. Zhao."

Hearing this, Zhao Qing was a little confused for a moment, but was I just talking about love with Xiaoyi?

"Humph!"

Si He's eyes curved and she smiled: "Just kidding."

Oh……

Go to hell.

She leaned in Zhao Qing's arms and chuckled, "If this place is real, and everything in the other world is an illusion, what will you do?"

Zhao Qing pondered and said, "I should turn myself in first. Living with a girl who's still in high school, I'm afraid I'll go to jail..."

The girl nodded slightly and then fell silent again.

After a long while, she whispered, "I lied to you so much that I almost believed it myself."

"Ji Meng activated the Illusionary Dao Protection on Shouyun Mountain that day, and I gained some insights from it..."

Zhao Qing stroked his white hair and asked, "What enlightenment?"

Si He adjusted his posture, propping up his wrists to lie on the bed, and pondered, "Didn't he say, what is real and what is illusion?"

"Isn't he just trying to show off?" Zhao Qing commented directly.

"..."

"Correct."

Si He added: "But after coming into contact with the illusion of the sea of ​​clouds and falling stars, I did find something interesting."

She met Zhao Qing's eyes and whispered, "Why must this place be an illusion?"

"This is the real world, Zhao Qing."

The girl seemed to feel that her words were too profound, and she explained, "If one day, someone told you, Xiaoyi Shuyue, that everything was just a fantasy, what would you do?"

Zhao Qing pondered for a long time: "I will continue to be a patient..."

"Even if it's all fake, I'm willing to sink into it."

The girl smiled brightly: "Yes."

"That day I suddenly realized that truth and illusion cannot be determined by cultivation techniques, but only by the mind's thoughts."

"If you acknowledge the experiences and stories here, then everything here is real."

"Hmm... a truth that belongs only to you and me."

Zhao Qing: ...

"That sounds very idealistic."

Si He frowned slightly, wanting to impart his insights to Zhao Qing, but he didn't know how to start.

After pondering for a long time, she added: "A person's existence is real because of his experiences."

"If you were without a father or mother, without relatives or friends, without complaints or requests... you were twenty years old this year, standing at the gate of Harbor University..."

Zhao Qing thought for a long time and said doubtfully, "Then why should I go to university?"

In an instant, enlightenment arose in his heart.

He thought again and said, "Then this world means nothing to me. Is it just my illusion?"

He barely understood Si He's realization.

but……

"I think you should go discuss the Dao with the big guys on the 12th floor of Yujing instead of fooling me here."

Si He chuckled and nodded.

He said slowly: "In this way, the fusion of our minds also represents the truth of you and me."

"If Hong Ning had no feelings for you, she would have treated the experience in the secret realm as an illusion and would not have spoken to you in private."

Zhao Qing felt overwhelmed after hearing this.

After all, he was just a foundation-building cultivator, unlike Si He who had lived for so many years and was so bored that he pondered life every day...

But at this moment, he vaguely felt a different artistic conception.

Even if I am really a patient and Si He is really a doctor, what can I do?

He refused treatment, and after the attack, he took Xiaoyi to Danxia Xueyi Building to reminisce, and then returned to Songshan to find his wife. He could also tease the attending physician if he had nothing to do...

Si He sensed the man's thoughts and smiled slightly: "This is your world."

She tucked her white hair behind her ears and asked, "How long do you think it will take for Hong Ning to respond to your message?"

Zhao Qing: ???

Are all gods’ thought processes so bizarre?

Is the scope of the topic too broad?

"Maybe within three to five days?"

After careful consideration, Zhao Qing changed his tone and said, "Based on my understanding of her, she will most likely ignore me unless I send her a message again."

Si He snorted lightly and curled his lips, saying, "Sly bitch..."

She stood up and pulled Zhao Qing onto the bed, and they both stood in front of the computer desk.

The girl opened another can of Coke and whispered, "If you can truly find your true self, you should be able to comprehend the power of the Sword of Light."

"Do not."

She then said, "You have already felt the sword's power in the secret realm, on Shouyun Mountain."

"It's just that you can't understand its existence and have no understanding of the Hanguang Sword, even though it is suppressed within your foundation."

"Now... hold it."

Zhao Qing asked doubtfully, "In...a fantasy world?"

He looked at the computer desk beside him and was speechless for a moment.

Si He frowned slightly: "You have come into contact with it... Why can't you find it based on your memory?"

Zhao Qing took the Coke from the girl, drank it all, and commented, "I'm getting a little sick of it..."

He looked at the empty floor in front of him and slowly raised his wrist.

The palm of his hand clenched, as if he had picked up something that didn't exist...

Zhao Qing was surprised and said, "It's just my imagination. It can't be the real Han Guang Sword, right?"

Si He smiled but said nothing.

She pulled out a piece of A4 paper from the printer and threw it away.

The piece of paper was blown by the cold air from the air conditioner, and it deviated from its original arc while floating, but still... broke into two halves!

The girl chuckled and said, "Imagination?"

"Have you ever seen the Light Sword in person?"

Zhao Qing frowned slightly. If the Han Guang Sword was really invisible and intangible, then who the hell could see it with their own eyes?

Si He stretched out her slender hand, grasped the man's wrist and whispered, "I haven't seen it either."

"But...it's in your hands."

Zhao Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and Si He pulled his wrist and gently waved it. A tiny gap suddenly appeared on the glass window in the distance. The half-veil curtain on the balcony seemed to be cut off by skillful hands, floating down to the ground silently.

Si He whispered, "An instant of birth and death, containing light."