Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Mid-afternoon, the warm spring sun shines brightly.

As the willow shadows swayed, the warm and gentle breeze ruffled the girl's black hair.

Liu Pan obediently collected the scattered plates on the platform, and very consciously came to the mountain spring to wash them carefully.

She was originally leading a group of disciples to cut willows on the mountain, but was directly captured by Si He and taken to the deep mountains... She even got to eat the meal cooked by Sister Shuyue.

At this moment, Wang Shuyue walked lightly to the girl's side, helped her tie up her hair, and then dipped her delicate white hands into the clear pool...

The girl's cheeks flushed, and she whispered, "Pan'er can come by himself."

Hearing this, Shuyue pursed her lips and looked back, her bright eyes full of cunning as she looked into her aunt Sihe's eyes.

"It's okay, sister will help you."

She picked up a greasy plate and leaned over to examine it carefully... as if trying to find a crack that didn't exist.

At the same time, she opened her cherry lips and said casually, "I remember that you were very good at cooking back then, but I haven't tasted it in a few years."

Liu Pan nodded slightly, a strand of hair fluttering in the wind.

"Then Pan'er will cook the meal tomorrow and send it here."

Wang Shuyue hesitated and thought, "It's inconvenient for you to travel back and forth if you live in Dingziyuan. Why don't you move to Fufang on the mountain tonight?"

"I'll have Wang Teng find someone to build a house for you these days."

As the girl leaned forward, her dark eyes kept moving. She seemed to glance at the white-haired fairy not far away and whispered, "Okay, Pan'er will move to the mountain today."

"Why don't you see Sister Qinghuan?"

My aunt laughed and said, "Qinghuan went out with Zhao Qing."

"By the way, I have two military techniques here. You can burn them and distribute them. Perhaps some of my disciples can use them."

Two exquisite jade slips were thrown by the woman, reflecting the warm sunlight in the air.

The words on it are vaguely legible...they are "The Art of Splitting the Mountain" and "Xiuluan Sword".

·

To the east of the State of Chu, there is Tianshui County.

The spirit boat travels through the clouds and mist. Through the misty clouds, one can vaguely see the sparkling river water.

Gu Qinghuan lay on the edge of the spirit boat, her face looking a little haggard. She had endured too much medicine in her mortal body last night, and she only took a short nap for more than an hour this morning.

However, the master was going to pick up her sister to Shouyun Mountain today, so she went along.

"Even with the magical power left by Liu Xian, can't he rebuild Qinghuan's Dantian?" Luo Xianning asked doubtfully.

Zhao Qing secretly clicked his tongue.

It's really amazing, but I only have a one-inch whistle...

He sighed softly and said, "Let's wait until the matter of the Blood Son is over before finding a suitable method for Qing Huan. The Blood God Peak gave me a piece of Purple Pearl Cloud Fungus, so Qing Huan still has plenty of life left."

Today, Zhao Qing brought Shen Mo and three others with him to the East China Sea.

After all, these three are bored to death, so it is a good opportunity to take them to Heyang Mountain to deepen Daoxin's presence.

By the way, take a look at the empty East China Sea... and feel the remaining power of Si He.

Zhao Qing often revealed Si He's news to them intentionally or unintentionally.

By spreading the word among the disciples of Yujing in Chu State, the future of Siyou Sect will be much easier.

After all, Shendao Island has sunk, and Si He's existence is known to everyone. Instead of letting them guess blindly, it is better to take the initiative to guide them.

Zhao Qing firmly believed that with Kong Yang’s secretive nature, the entire Chu State and even Yongning Prefecture would know… Si He was Dao Xin’s friend, and was now trying the Bodhi Incense Path.

This would give Si He a disguise and draw attention to another Bodhi who could be traced.

Fortunately, Dao Xin left Yongning... He is the perfect person to take the blame.

However, whenever he mentioned his master, Shen Mo and the other two all had a hint of doubt in their minds.

……

The place where the Lancang River flows into the sea.

Huge waves surged in, and when the blood faded away, the entire East China Sea turned into a deep blue-black color.

From time to time, cultivators would break through the waves and ride the wind to Qingya Town on the shore to sell spiritual weapons.

Zhao Qing and his group of five walked through the place and were instantly attracted by the various stalls. Even Qinghuan's eyes showed a hint of curiosity.

A strange voice reached Zhao Qing's ears...

"Fellow Daoist, the four of you are all at the Foundation Establishment stage. I have a Four Spirit Sword Formation here that is just right for you to practice together."

"I just fished it out last night. Before that, it must have been a treasure belonging to an inner sect disciple."

"Only 6,000 spirit stones are needed to create a combined sword formation for the Foundation Establishment Realm... I'm afraid only the Changsheng Sword Sect can find it."

“Fellow Daoist!?”

"I'm behind you, buddy!"

Zhao Qing remained calm, held Qinghuan's slender hand tightly and continued forward.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't even imagine...

In the past few days, the originally ordinary town on the shore of the East China Sea has now become a large market for independent cultivators.

There are groups of Qi-cultivating monks who go to the deep sea to search for treasures.

There are also people who have just returned from the sea and are selling various resources they don't need here.

What’s even more bizarre… there are even some sneaky independent cultivators who claim that they possess Lu Qing’s natal Nascent Soul!

It’s no exaggeration to say that right now, in the entire Qingya Town, there are more than ten independent cultivators selling Lu Qing’s disabled infant alone…

"If Lu Qing could see this, he would probably be so angry that he would come back to life." Zhao Qing secretly complained to Si He.

When a whale falls, all things are born.

Shendao Island is the giant whale that died on the shores of the East China Sea.

Not to mention the thousands of servants and outer disciples, there were more than a hundred foundation-building cultivators who died, not to mention the six Jindan elders on Shendao Island, all of whom were buried in the ocean.

The storage rings on these people contained resources accumulated over the past few decades, including various skills within the Divine Sword Sect that required contributions to exchange... which attracted countless cultivators to explore.

The spiritual consciousness of Zhao Qing and the other three surrounded Kong Yang's Cui Yuan, and they communicated with each other through voice transmission.

Kong Yang: "Xian Ning, do you want to buy some storage rings and take them back so that the disciples of the Changsheng Sword can celebrate together?"

Luo Xianning: "..."

Kong Yang: "Fortunately, you, the Blood Clothes, didn't set up a trading shop on the Divine Blade Island, otherwise I would have suffered a loss."

Shen Mo responded, "Senior Brother Liu and Lu Qing have always been at odds."

Kong Yang: "Someone sent me a message saying that there is a secret realm of divine swords left in the deep sea, and they invite us to explore it together. Do you want to go?"

Luo Xianning frowned slightly: "It's a trap. They have already set up a killing array in the sea, just waiting to lure people in and kill them."

Kong Yang: "Of course I understand, but the four of us are more than enough to deal with more than ten foundation-building cultivators. Do you want to see how many spirit stones they have?"

Shen Mo: "I don't want to."

Luo Xianning: "I don't want to."

Zhao Qing remained silent, pretending not to hear.

He held Qinghuan's wrist tightly, came to the edge of the green cliff, and overlooked the deep ocean.

"Are you sure you can still find the Tianqing Sword?!"

"Wasn't it picked up by someone?"

He conveyed his thoughts to Si He and asked this.

The pretty face of a white-haired girl emerged in his mind. She spit out the willow leaf from her cherry lips and smiled like a flower: "It's in the vortex, six hundred feet away."

"It's stuck on a reef. There's no spiritual energy fluctuation on it. I'll use the Tai'a Seal to guide you to get it."

……

When Zhao Qing and his companions arrived at the vortex in the apricot-yellow boat, they all felt a strong sense of oppression.

His spiritual consciousness gradually became sluggish, and the circulation of spiritual energy around him slowed down. Even the Azure Dragon Blood Codex that Zhao Qing and Shen Mo practiced was affected at this moment... He only felt that his blood and energy were flowing uncontrollably and were being sucked into a vortex that was like the abyss of hell.

This is just the residual power left by Si He.

On the contrary, Gu Qinghuan was a mortal who had no spiritual energy to nourish his body, but he did not feel too uncomfortable.

Her eyes were glazed over at the moment, and she looked at the blood-red abyss swallowing up the rivers and seas from afar, her expression somewhat depressed...

The blood vortex rolled up huge waves, with white broken bones hidden in it. The oncoming sea breeze was full of fishy stench, just like... the river flood she drank when she was young.

I wonder how many people were drowned in the flood in Jiaoping County that year?

The woman couldn't help but recall the old days.

As they approached the place where the divine sword was destroyed, even Kong Yang, who had been chattering all the way, fell silent.

These past two days, I've only heard that the divine sword is gone. Although it's hard to believe, things are unpredictable after all...

But when he saw with his own eyes the blood prison that stirred the ocean, he felt cold all over and his heart was beating fast and difficult to calm down.

The power of a sword!

The huge monster that had been famous in the Chu State for hundreds of years was destroyed in an instant.

From then on, there is no more Lu Daoshen in the world, and the story of Qingyunbi, the overseas fairy island, will gradually disappear with the passage of time.

It was difficult for him to connect the scene before him with the white-haired lady.

Hong Ning actually still thought... that she was Zhao Qing's Taoist partner!?

This is too ridiculous.

At this moment, even Luo Xianning, who had been extremely hostile to the divine sword in the past, lost the luster in her beautiful and lively eyes.

No wonder the master asked me to go to Siyou to help... The Chu State is really going to change.

The white-haired girl's smile was still innocent, floating in Zhao Qing's mind. She played with the willow leaves in her slender hands, her white and delicate feet crossed at the ankles, swaying...

Zhao Qing took a deep breath and came back to his senses after a long time.

He now clearly realized...

Si He is really more than just a god.

She is even more of a demon!

He has a strange temperament.

Cruel and bloodthirsty.

She is not one of those enchanting ladies in ordinary stories who transform themselves into beauties to seduce scholars, nor is she a mountain spirit or monster who rules the mountains and drives small animals around.

She understands good and evil, yin and yang, but does not respect them.

Clearly understand the true thoughts and falsehoods, but still walk between them.

She is a girl who is leisurely listening to music while holding a willow leaf in her mouth.

He is the lonely and desolate god leaning alone on Shouyun Mountain.

It was also a great demon that would slaughter all living things within a thousand miles...

"Are you scared?" Si He chuckled.

Zhao Qing cheered up: "The hands are very dark, I like it."

In fact, when Si He killed the Sun family's disabled baby with one hand a few years ago, Zhao Qing had already noticed the demonic nature in Si He.

But now seeing the vast sea of ​​blood before my eyes, I have a different feeling.

He smiled and replied to the white-haired girl: "At least this way no one will come to seek revenge on our family."

"What does it have to do with me if they are innocent?"

"I want to live too..."

·

It is eighty thousand miles away from here, at the end of the desert.

The strong wind blew up the sand and dust, covering the sky and the sun, and the vast desert was covered with no trace.

In this ancient and desolate dust, the faint neighing of wild horses can be heard from afar.

The whole world is desolate and majestic...

Danying Castle.

It is the place where Zizhu Tower preached in Li State, which is the same as the Danxia Sect in Chu State. Cheng Buyi's biological mother stayed here to practice.

From the steep cliffs and valleys, a vast and rich spiritual energy poured in.

After a moment, it dissipated again, like breathing...

In the deepest part of the desolate valley, the man in white who was meditating on the center of the formation suddenly opened his eyes!

The spiritual energy around him is restrained, and it is impossible to tell that he is a cultivator.

Cheng Yue's expression was calm. He stepped into the void and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared at the top of the cliff!

Unconsciously, the man in white smiled.

The five-colored Nascent Soul is indeed magical. When one first enters the Nascent Soul stage, one can easily perform the method of transmission, which can be regarded as the foundation of a semi-immortal!

He stood quietly on the cliff, letting the strong wind blow his long hair and robes, making a roaring sound.

Today, I, Cheng Yue, have entered the realm of immortals on earth!

It’s time to leave…

In the world of cultivation, the Nascent Soul Realm is also known as the realm of land immortals. Being able to perform the magical method of transmission... has become the lifelong pursuit of many practitioners.

Above the Nascent Soul, there is a completely different scene. The primordial spirit roams in the vast universe, refines mountains and rivers in the palm of its hand, the body is in harmony with the Great Dao, and looks down upon the years - this is called heaven on earth.

The man in white took a step forward and removed the formation that covered the area.

"Yan'er, I've conceived a baby!"

When Cheng Yue saw his junior sister guarding outside the valley, he couldn't help but become more interested.

Yu Yan nodded slightly, and a hint of joy appeared on her bright face.

"Don't doubt it?"

The woman thought for a moment and said, "Buyi returned to Nanze, Chu State last year."

"Lu Qing is dead."

Cheng Yue was about to speak, but suddenly froze in place.

"Who?"

"Lu Qing."

"Died in the Lanqingji Secret Realm?"

Yu Yan looked up and down at her senior brother's surprised expression and sighed softly, "He died on the Divine Blade Island in the East China Sea."

Cheng Yue: ???

He said in disbelief: "Did Fellow Daoist Chen kill him?"

The woman looked helpless, thinking that her senior brother was really stupid...

"It wasn't Chen Changsheng who killed him, it was someone from Shouyun Mountain."

"They have been waiting for you in the fort for many days. I know your retreat this time is extremely crucial, so I have been waiting here."

After hearing what his junior sister said, Cheng Yue was still a little at a loss.

People on Shouyun Mountain?

Are they waiting for me?

I've only been in seclusion for two years... Could something have gone wrong?!

"Who's looking for me?"

……

Half an hour later.

Danying Castle, Yanyun Palace.

A group of Nascent Soul Golden Core cultivators sat down, all of them were Yujing disciples.

Chen Changsheng, Bai Wanqiu, Qin Chuxin, Liu Zijing... are all on the list.

"When you were in Danxia, ​​didn't you know that there was a great cultivator in Shouyun Mountain?" Chen Changsheng now looked at Cheng Yue as if he was looking at a piece of wood.

Cheng Yue: ...

He had already heard about the matter of Empress Si You of Shouyun Mountain, and now his face showed a look of reminiscence: "It seems..."

"perhaps……"

Cheng Yue glanced at the dozen or so Yujing monks in front of him and said awkwardly, "I've noticed something!"

"Shouyun Mountain is already rich in vitality. My junior sister and I explored it and decided to establish our sect there."

"It's just that since the Guimao period, there has been more and more activity on Shouyun Mountain."

"At first I didn't take it seriously, until I saw that strand of hair. Then I suddenly realized there might be a great demon on Shouyun Mountain, so I moved Danxia to Nanze."

Big demon! ?

Hair!?

Everyone instantly perked up, as Cheng Yue did have a clue!

Chen Changsheng leaned forward and whispered, "What kind of hair is this? Take it out and let me see it!"

Cheng Yue's brows gradually furrowed, and he looked back at Chen Changsheng's urgent gaze and replied, "Burn it."

Seeing the dark expressions on the faces of many monks, he quickly added, "It's nothing too strange."

"It's just a strand of white hair, with life escaping from it. This situation is somewhat similar to that of the withered peach tree. I guess there's a great demon hiding in Shouyun Mountain."

White hair...

Liu Zijing nodded and said, "It must be the Majesty's hair."

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, the Queen is not a demon cultivator, please do not make random guesses."

Cheng Yue's eyes were dull, and he noticed that Liu Zijing seemed to be very close to that lady...?

Chen Changsheng's sword eyes narrowed slightly, and he said calmly, "On Heyang Mountain, there was a Bodhi who walked there seven hundred years ago. Do you know about this?"

Jiang Yuan leaned carelessly on the silky animal rug. After hearing that the queen was not a demon cultivator, he was no longer so curious.

At this moment, the tiger's eyes slightly closed, and a rough voice came out: "Senior Daoxin."

"He practiced the way of Bodhi Incense and once cultivated the Glazed Heart Meridian in Hongta Mountain. He is also well-known among the generations of Bodhi practitioners."

"Is this lady related to Senior Dao Xin?"

Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "To be honest, Xian Ning is currently in Shouyun Mountain. This communication jade..."

In an instant, all eyes were fixed on Chen Changsheng's hands.

That seemingly ordinary communication jade has captured the attention of many Yujing cultivators in Yongning Prefecture...