Beauty helps me achieve immortality

The hour of Chen has not yet ended.

A spirit boat left Shouyun Mountain and headed straight for the Changsheng Sword Sect.

In addition to Shen Mo and the other two, Zhao Qing's family was also on the spirit boat... Of course, Si He could only follow in his mind.

They planned to pick some menial disciples first, and then go find Wang Teng.

Originally, according to my aunt's arrangement, Zhao Qing should have taken Qinghuan out for a walk today and taken over the chores of the Changsheng Sword, which would also give Qinghuan some time to be alone.

However, now that they suddenly had three more helpers, the whole family went out together, ready to finalize the prototype of Siyou Sect as soon as possible.

Shuyue smiled sweetly, standing on the edge of the spirit boat and gazing at the distant mountains. She was secretly communicating with her aunt.

"Are there any arrangements that are not appropriate?"

Zhou Xiaoyi's eyes flickered, and it was clear that her mind wasn't on this. She was still thinking about what Si He had said about Zhao Qing's past life...

More than eighty wives and concubines!

She still couldn't understand. According to Si He, Zhao Qing's previous life should have been similar to a student at the Imperial Academy. Although he had some status...but a student at the age of twenty had eighty wives and concubines?

The woman's chest heaved and her face looked cold.

Is it true as Si He said, that the people in the Xiahuang Realm are open-minded and have complex social interactions?

Doesn't that mean Zhao Qing still has more than eighty fathers-in-law?

Fortunately, the years have passed, and those women should have grown old... But what if one of them knows about spiritual practice?!

Unconsciously, Zhou Xiaoyi tensed her body, gnashing her teeth as a chill emanated from her body...

"Xiaoyi? What's wrong?"

Shuyue looked at her aunt in confusion and asked in a voice transmission.

Zhou Xiaoyi: ...

Her breathing became heavier, and she forced herself to calm down and help Shuyue make some appropriate adjustments.

"Just arrange it according to your ideas."

"There's only one thing we need to be careful about: we can't use only the Changsheng Sword's people as servants. Otherwise, won't our family become a branch of the Changsheng Sword?"

"Sixty servants are enough for the Longevity Sword. They should be assigned to different workshops and not be familiar with each other. There should be more male cultivators than female cultivators."

"Also, bring some with you from Zeng Nianke's female cultivators."

"This arrangement will prevent the disciples from forming cliques and pursuing selfish interests."

"The stability of the monks, as well as all matters concerning finances, fellowship, Dharma, and land, should all be carefully considered."

"Therefore, when selecting menial servants, cultivation talent is not the first priority... Those with extraordinary appearance and unmarried should be given priority."

"Rewards can be offered to cultivators who establish families and companions within the sect. This will be a plan that will last for a hundred years."

Listening to her aunt's voice, Shuyue bit her lip from time to time and thought, and roughly understood the deep meaning of it.

At this moment, she took out a blank jade slip and engraved many things that needed attention on it.

·

The apricot-yellow boat is still the one left by Hong Ning...

Shen Mo and the other two were standing at the edge of the spirit boat, chatting and inevitably mentioning Hong Ning.

However, because Xiaoyi and Shuyue were right next to them, they, as spectators, did not joke in front of the main person.

Most of the time, Kong Yang gave long speeches, while Luo Xianning and Shen Mo listened silently on the side.

As for Zhao Qing and Gu Qinghuan, they were naturally in the small pavilion on the spirit boat. Xiaoyi and Shuyue had intentionally let their husbands out to prevent Qinghuan from feeling depressed and sad after losing his cultivation.

But it was obvious... they were worrying too much.

Zhao Qing, the head of the family, was leaning comfortably against the wooden wall at this moment, holding the delicate body of a beauty in his arms, listening to the tune leisurely.

Qinghuan was also in high spirits, clapping her wrists rhythmically with her slender fingers and humming softly.

After losing her cultivation, she suddenly discovered that living was so easy...

No need to study scriptures every day, no need to meditate, no need to practice alchemy and spearmanship.

When the moon is high in the sky, the whole family will be by your side.

The first thing he saw when he woke up was his master.

The crimson lips parted slightly, and the melodious Tianshui tune echoed in the small pavilion.

[The rain outside the window keeps falling, and I sigh with tears on my pillow.]

[The sound of rain and tears chase each other, each sound adds to the sadness, and tears cover my eyes as I breathe deeply.]

[The rain outside the window is like tears... The tears beside my pillow are like rain...]

The woman's eyes were full of smiles, her voice was light and cheerful, and she managed to turn the sorrow of the lonely girl into a unique sense of festivity.

Her long hair was disheveled and her delicate head was raised above her master's chest.

After their eyes met, her plump crimson lips bit the man's body, and her breath was light and long.

"Qing Huan once secretly vowed that she would never lose the doll even if she died."

Gu Qinghuan looked at Zhao Qing with a smile, then changed the subject and asked, "Master hasn't answered yet. Does Qinghuan look like Master's puppet?"

Zhao Qing felt the joy that came from the bottom of his heart, and it seemed that he had fewer worries. He felt that the world and the years had become a little wider.

He held her waist tightly in his arms and said with a gentle smile, "Looks like."

"Um……"

The woman's eyes were as charming as silk, and she rubbed her neck with her master, whispering: "Qinghuan also feels like a puppet."

"During the days when Qinghuan lost her legs, she must have been uglier than a human. I'm afraid if she was left in the countryside, no one would care for her."

"During those days, Qing Huan felt as if her heart and soul had been ripped apart..."

"If the master wants Qinghuan to stay, Qinghuan will live by the master's side. If the master wants Qinghuan to die, Qinghuan will have no other choice."

Zhao Qing's eyes rippled as he gently stroked the woman's shoulders.

He sighed softly and said, "It must be very painful and worrying. I won't abandon you."

torment?

worry?

Gu Qinghuan chuckled and shook her head, a blush on her goose neck.

"The master has been with me those days, why do you feel tortured?"

Her body was burning hot, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito: "If I could do it again, Master, instead of saving Qing Huan, I would let Qing Huan be your puppet, hugged by you all the time..."

Zhao Qing: ???

what are you saying?

As her shoulders trembled, the beauty lowered her face even lower.

A virtual panel emerged.

【Gu Qinghuan】

【Life and Death Together】

[Water Spiritual Root Qualification: 20]

[Obtain Wood Spiritual Root Qualification: 20]

[Fire Spiritual Root Qualification: 20]

Zhao Qing was dumbfounded. Qing Huan could actually be emotional like this!?

"Qinghuan is obviously a submissive girl, you should bully her more." Si He's thoughts came through with a gloomy expression.

Too much...

Zhao Qing obviously couldn't accept it. He was slightly moved: "Don't say that about Qing Huan."

"Oh."

"That Qing Huan has a dependent personality and can gain a sense of security and satisfaction from self-sacrifice."

That's pretty much it...

Zhao Qing agreed and replied to Si He: "It makes sense."

The pretty face of the white-haired girl appeared in his mind, her bright eyes full of sneers: "Which type do you think my aunt belongs to?"

Xiaoyi?

What does this have to do with Xiaoyi?

Zhao Qing was silent for a moment, then attacked Si He: "I only know that you are very contrasting."

The girl raised her eyebrows and pouted, "It's not too late for you to apologize now..."

At this moment, a little light appeared in the dark pavilion and the wooden door was pushed open.

My aunt's cold voice echoed here: "Qinghuan, Shuyue wants to discuss some arrangements with you regarding the sect."

Zhao Qing looked at Xiaoyi in surprise, thinking, isn't today Qinghuan and I's alone time?

Gu Qinghuan had no doubts and kissed her master's ear: "Then Qinghuan will go and take a look first..."

……

After a moment, Zhao Qing looked at Zhou Xiaoyi with a gloomy face and was a little confused.

Did I make some big mistake?

The small pavilion, which was originally warm, quiet and peaceful, now felt as cold as the coldest day of the year.

"Husband."

Zhou Xiaoyi tried to keep her tone gentle and held hands with Zhao Qing.

"Si He said you still have memories of your past life, why haven't I heard you talk about it?"

Zhao Qing suddenly realized that it was because of this... I didn't take it as a big deal.

A smile appeared on his face.

After a moment's deliberation, he chuckled and said, "The past is no longer a concern for me."

"I mentioned this to Si He alone because we both have memories of another world, and when our minds merge, we can also create illusions and play around."

"I originally planned to give you a detailed introduction if I had the opportunity to visit the Xia Emperor Realm in the future..."

My aunt's expression gradually softened and she nodded her head from time to time.

"I want to hear it."

Want to hear this?

Zhao Qing immediately fell silent. It was not that he was hiding something on purpose, but mainly because the cultural differences between the two worlds were too great, and even if he told it out loud, it would be difficult for others to understand.

"I don't know the exact extent of the Xia Emperor Realm. Si He and I speculate that it should be as vast as the stars."

My aunt closed her beautiful eyes, slowly rested her head on the man's shoulder, and listened to him quietly.

Zhao Qing looked reminiscing and tried his best to say something that Zhou Xiaoyi could understand.

"There are only seventeen stars in this world, but in the world of Emperor Xia's world, there are countless stars."

"It is similar to the ninety states in the world."

"Every star has unique treasures, but they are all desolate places with few living creatures."

Zhou Xiaoyi looked up in surprise and said with a soft smile: "Tell me your story."

Zhao Qing took a deep breath.

He pondered and said, "Actually, my life in that world was extremely short."

"Although it has been twenty years, I have never left the school."

"As far as I can remember, I grew up in a remote village in the mountains. My parents ran a small business and were away from home all year round."

"After studying for a few years, my parents took me to the county town, where I first saw the vastness of the world."

Speaking of this, Zhao Qing had to complain to his aunt.

"It's different from this world. From what I remember, there are many lessons to learn. They are extremely complicated, and most of them are useless techniques."

"After successful study, you can enter a higher level school."

"Perhaps because of the strange lands and mountains, most parents in the Xia Emperor Realm will let their children study."

"It wasn't until I was in my twenties that I was able to leave school and step into the mundane world to experience the ups and downs of life."

"If there's a chance in the future, I'll take you there to see it... I don't know how many years it will take."

Zhou Xiaoyi turned over lightly, lifted her delicate hand, and put it in front of her eyes to observe the slender fingers carefully.

She asked doubtfully, "Studying so hard at such a young age makes you seem like a student at the Imperial College, but most students are married... Do you have a wife or daughter?"

Zhao Qing:?

I! ?

Have a wife!?

Is this a joke?

How can you get a wife without a car or a house?

He smiled bitterly and said, "I don't have a wife or daughter. I don't know why, but that world is very strict about marriage. You must first have a house and carriages, and then pay gold and silver before you can get married."

Zhou Xiaoyi squinted her beautiful eyes and snorted softly, "If you don't accomplish anything, wouldn't it be a pain for a woman to follow you?"

Zhao Qing: ...

Sure enough, all crows are black.

But my aunt changed the subject and said with a smile, "I entered your house with 16,000 spirit stones, but I never asked you for any money!"

"But my father is acting as regent for me. You have to go home with me once in the next two years."

Zhao Qing nodded slightly, knowing that Xiaoyi had contributed too much to this family... She had just communicated with her father a few times a few days ago.

Just as he was about to embrace the woman in his arms, he didn't expect her to dodge easily.

My aunt's beautiful eyes trembled slightly as she stared straight at Zhao Qing.

He said with a smile: "As a student, you have some status. How can you be without a house and carriages?"

"Zhao Jiansheng~didn't a matchmaker propose to you?!"

Zhao Qing's expression froze, and he was in great pain.

Damn it, I'm not a student!

It's a college student!

I have no status at all. I am completely at the bottom of society. My salary after graduation is not even as good as that of a technician...

If you want a girlfriend, you have to find one yourself, and you have never even seen a matchmaker.

He sighed softly and said, "If there are too many students, then there will be no status."

"Besides, I was born at the wrong time... At that time, the price of a mansion was extremely high. An ordinary person could not buy half a mansion in the county town even if they worked hard for their entire life."

It turned out to be like this...

Zhou Xiaoyi nodded slowly, her red lips parted slightly: "I don't believe it."

Hearing this, Zhao Qing was a little at a loss for a moment. The strange situation in his previous life was indeed difficult for his aunt to understand.

How could someone start working at the age of 20 and still be in debt to the bank until they die?!

Just as he was about to seriously analyze the price pattern.

A cold and low voice came to my ears again: "Si He said that you have more than eighty wives and concubines."

Zhao Qing: ...

It turns out that it was Si He who was stabbing me in the back!

He laughed and sighed, "Do those wives and concubines have their names?"

Zhou Xiaoyi frowned and said, "That's not the case..."

"You mean, Si He is joking with me?"

Zhao Qing held up the woman's face and their eyes met: "You should believe me."

"Ah!"

My aunt snorted softly, stopped pestering him, and quietly lay in his arms.

"Remember to tell Shuyue and Qinghuan about these things. Don't forget them."

"Don't worry, I will explain it to them in detail tonight."

"Give me the Red Lemon Communication Jade..."

"?"

Zhao Qing suddenly realized, so you were waiting for me here?

·

Zhongzhou, the Star-Breaking Holy Land, Tianxiang Tower.

The woman who was meditating silently opened her eyes slowly and took out Zhao Qing's communication jade in confusion.

There was also a message she had previously sent to the other party on it.

[Red Lemon: I'm afraid your wife will get annoyed by always communicating with you.]

At this moment, a spiritual rhythm was emanating from the white jade, and it was obvious that there was a response.

The woman's condensed consciousness probed into it...

[Zhao Qing: You're worrying too much. Shuyue has often said these past few years that Hong Ning is no longer in Chu State... Life has become much less fun.]

Zhao Hongning narrowed her beautiful eyes, casually threw the communication jade aside, and continued to meditate and practice.

But after thinking for a while, she didn't let Zhao Qing wait too long and took the white jade in her hand again.

[Hong Ning: Shuyue feels bored because she lacks your company. You should take better care of them.]

[Hong Ning: Don't worry about me. I'm quite comfortable in Zhongzhou.]

Zhao Qing: I've been sleepless these past few nights, and I keep thinking about our past...

Hong Ning stared at the message on the white jade, her expression slightly changing, and her slender figure rose and fell slightly with each breath.

She unconsciously revealed a playful look.

[Hong Ning: Don't worry, it was just a coincidence. It's me who disturbed your peace.]

[Zhao Qing: If you and I had met earlier, we would have been a perfect couple.]

The sound of melodious piano could be faintly heard outside the house.

Zhao Hongning's eyes flickered, and after pursing her lips and thinking for a long time...

[Hong Ning: You've been...very tired these years, right?]