Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Midnight is approaching.

In the Taoliu Palace Garden on the top of Shouyun Mountain, a cool night breeze blew slowly.

The waterfall surges, hitting the green rocks and splashing crystal water, and then rushes into the jade pool below the waterfall.

The water in the lake is extremely clear. The bright moon is pulled by wisps of the Milky Way and sways with the ripples on the surface of the lake.

The willows are swaying gently, and the peach blossoms are fragrant.

Among the lush green grass, the dense branches of the camellia flowers were made even whiter by the firelight.

The fire was lit by the Jade Pond. It was not Si He's unique magical fire, but a bonfire ignited by Shu Yue using carefully selected fir wood, which she planned to use to roast meat tonight.

Now the family has returned to Shouyun Mountain to settle down. Qinghuan has started practicing again. Mingshang Liangqing has died and disappeared, while Siyou's incense is becoming more and more prosperous... Shuyue is very concerned about this night banquet.

Of course, this is also inseparable from Hong Ning's arrival - if her husband can find her.

Wang Shuyue rarely tied her hair into a bun and put on the sky-blue embroidered gauze dress that her aunt and Qinghuan had picked out for her when she was traveling in Qixia a few years ago.

The delicate earlobes were hidden beneath her hair, like drops of glass jade tears from a mermaid, swaying slightly with her slight movements, reflecting the firelight and soft moonlight not far away.

At this moment, she had already prepared all kinds of ingredients, and was standing aside with her pretty face in a daze, waiting for her husband to come back and cook himself.

Two tender lamb ribs were marinated in a jade basin. The wings of a Linggu chicken were neatly slashed with knife marks. Fat shrimp were piled together, their shimmering shells reflecting the firelight...

We bought a lot of delicious food today. Except for those for the dinner, most of them were given to the kitchen at the foot of the mountain so that Liu Pan and his sister could bring the remaining disciples to taste them.

After Gu Qinghuan finished packing the sea bass, she returned to her bedroom early to put on makeup in front of the mirror. She had not been nourished by spiritual energy for these days, and her complexion was not as bright as before.

Although my master can see me in all my postures, it would be great if I could be a little more beautiful to please him.

The empty bedroom felt a bit deserted, and the faint light emitted by the night pearl was reflected even brighter by the jade mirror.

Qing Huan glanced out the window. Moonlight chased the waterfall into the Jade Pool. Shu Yue was gazing at the fire in a trance. Her aunt was still busy washing fruits and vegetables.

Looking into the distance, the mountainside and the foot of the mountain are also brightly lit, but the Dingzi Mohao Courtyard of that year is no longer visible.

The magnificent winding city wall is like a nimble dark green dragon, coiled among the lush mountains and forests, covering the entire Danxia site.

Gu Qinghuan's face showed reminiscence, and her phoenix eyes turned to look at the beautiful face in the mirror and looked at her quietly.

Thinking that she could practice again, she raised her hand and gently stroked her cheek, her crimson lips curled up into a silly smile.

One year...two years...three years...

I lived in Dantang for half a year, then accompanied my master to and from Zizhu for a year. I took advantage of the opening of Lanqingji to live in seclusion in Lanxian Town for three years. After staying in Songshanfang for seven years, Lanqingji came again...

It has been exactly twelve years since the summer I met my master.

In her early years, she was afraid that she would be abandoned by her master and endure bullying and insults every day like those senior sisters who were addicted to elixirs.

He also said that he would never be satisfied even if he stayed with his master for a hundred years.

Once on the Purple Pearl Spirit Boat, he knelt beside his master's bed and stared at him for a whole night.

I once watched the separation of life and death in the mortal world with my master in Lanxian Town.

In Songshanfang, he accompanied his master to make elixirs and perform martial arts and gunplay day and night.

During the White Dew season, I took a boat with my host and cruised on the Lanjiang River.

I forget my breath in the Spring Temple, and my bare hands warm the wine in the pavilion.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand, the desert sleeves dance in the moonlight.

When her body was broken and her face was withered, he held her tightly in his arms. When her flesh and blood were regenerated, someone knelt beside her and kissed her slender feet.

All the laughter and tears in the past twelve years seem like a dream now.

Gu Qinghuan only felt that he seemed to be even more greedy. Not only a hundred years was he not satisfied, even a thousand or ten thousand years would still be too little.

She also wanted to accompany her master through the endless mountains and rivers of the ninety states in the world, through the distant mountains and seas under the blue sky, and through the countless bright stars in the Xia Emperor Realm.

I want to listen to the wind and watch the snow with him, watch the sunrise and wait for the sunset, lean on the eaves and count the green tiles, and swim in the sea of ​​stars and the Milky Way...

Qinghuan stared at her face in the mirror with a smile, and carefully lightly filled in her eyebrows.

She seemed to be laughing at herself.

In the early years, he was afraid of the Bliss Pill, afraid that he would be abandoned, and afraid that he would be humiliated by him for the rest of his life.

Now it seems that the mere Bliss Pill is nothing.

She had long been addicted to something even more horrible than opiates.

The addiction to elixir only makes people beg for mercy, but the poison of love she was infected with made her willing to sacrifice her soul and life.

Even in the middle of the night...

I feel that if only my body is left in this life, being held in my arms and shoulders by my master would be much more joyful than cultivating immortality and achieving enlightenment.

Drinking together under the moon, I want to drink the liquor endlessly and die drunk in my host's arms.

Not to mention refining his soul into a demon, even if the master wanted to refine his soul into the evil flag and transform his body into a corpse puppet, he would be willing to do so.

As for spiritual practice and seeking the truth? Dignity and personality?

Gu Qinghuan pondered silently in front of the jade mirror until this moment, her phoenix eyes trembling slightly as she smiled. What dignity does a medicine slave need... I only wish to break my legs and kneel by your side for the rest of my life.

The woman chuckled and adjusted the sleeves of her plain skirt. She stood up and walked out of the bedroom and palace, adding some firewood to the slightly dim bonfire.

The jade pool under the waterfall became slightly warmer due to Si He's magic.

The cool night breeze stirred the clear water of the pond, and the fierce flames swayed with the ripples.

Gu Qinghuan sat by the bonfire, dipped her slender feet into the warm pool, and stared at the twisting and throbbing heat before her...

It seemed as if I saw a paper umbrella being swept away by the strong wind in the heavy snow, and a pair of lovers walking from the cold night to the dawn.

White hair in the wind and snow.

……

……

Zhao Qing drove the spirit boat to the Miao family's hometown in Jiuhua County again, but still did not find Hong Ning.

Midnight is approaching.

He had no choice but to steer the spirit boat back to Shouyun Mountain. After all, Shuyue and Qinghuan were still waiting for him to cook. As for Hong Ning... he could only send a message to her at night to test the waters.

Zhao Qing stood on the edge of the spirit boat, looking at the cold and empty Danxia City in the distance, and couldn't help feeling a little confused.

Could it be that the whole family guessed wrong, and Ningmei is really not in Chu?

Did her Junior Sister Yao really leave the Shattered Star Holy Land and could no longer be seen?

It shouldn't be...

But now I’ve looked in all the places I should look for, and even in places I shouldn’t look for.

She couldn't possibly hide in the depths of the desert of Li Country, could she? The Qingliu Secret Realm had long been refined and taken away, and she didn't even know where it was.

Zhao Qing sighed softly, increased the speed of the spirit boat, flew over Danxia City, and headed straight for Shouyun Mountain.

But suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind.

Holy shit, is Little Tea Sister in the Fire Stove Shop?!

That place is closest to Shouyun Mountain, and Si He's soul cannot sense it.

But Wang Teng and Xie Yihan couldn’t be so unaware that they didn’t even know that the sect had come to build their foundation, right?

As Zhao Qing's thoughts raced, he gradually slowed down the speed of the spirit boat and his expression became cold.

He turned around without hesitation and headed straight for the Danxia site at the foot of Shouyun Mountain. Outside the Dantang was Tianxiang Tower...

Siyou City, surrounded by dark green walls, looks extremely cold and deserted at this moment.

There was no one on the wide and flat street, only the moonlight flowing like water.

Although Siyou City is almost completed, there are not many independent cultivators living in the city except for the disciples of the sect and a few friends who stayed in the mountains, and the shops on the streets are all vacant for future use.

Tianxiang Tower.

Zhao Qing walked in hurriedly.

Beneath the brand new carved beams and painted buildings, there is a refreshing fragrance that makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Qixiu and three other Qigong musicians were leaning against the table chatting and laughing, listening to them talking about Siyou's disciples who left in the evening.

Seeing Zhao Qing suddenly rushing in, the three women were obviously confused. They were recently transferred from Tianxiang Tower in Danxia City and were not very clear about the internal situation of Siyou Sect.

But Qixiu, as her aunt's best friend, obviously didn't think Zhao Qing was too unattainable. At this moment, she raised her eyebrows and said jokingly, "What a rare guest... did you come by yourself?"

Zhao Qing concentrated slightly, looked up and down at Miss Xiu's expression, nodded and smiled, "Myself."

"Listening to music?"

"Find someone."

Qixiu's beautiful eyes swept over the three young musicians beside her, signaling them not to panic. She then chuckled and said, "I thought you were going to introduce me to a Taoist partner again. Who of these three sisters do you want to find?"

!!!

I'm going to fuck you!

Zhao Qing seemed to understand something in an instant.

It turns out there is an undercover agent in the family!

At this moment, he calmly sat on the wooden chair and said jokingly: "Of course I'm looking for you."

Qixiu's beautiful eyes fluttered, and she took the handkerchief from the girl beside her, covering her mouth with it and asked with a smile, "Does Xiaoyi know?"

Zhao Qing chuckled and shook his head without saying any more nonsense.

"Miss Xiu was once famous in Danxia. Have you ever heard of the red lemons from Changshengfang?"

Qixiu nodded slightly as if it was a matter of course, "Of course I have heard of it. In my early years, I even made special trips to visit Fairy Ning many times to ask her for advice on the rhythm of the zither."

That’s right!

Zhao Qing also suddenly remembered that the Tianxiang Flower List had a record of - the Qixiu of Danxia City, Ye Qingying of Qingquanfang, Su Xianxian of Wuanfang, Hong Ning of Changshengfang... Although there was some difference in their cultivation, they indeed became famous in the same period.

Twelve years ago, when Qixiu was in the late stage of Qi training, Hong Ning had just established her foundation. Maybe they were old friends?

OK OK.

I was wondering why I couldn’t find it, turns out there was a traitor!

Zhao Qing immediately tapped the table lightly: "Are there any new songs in the building?"

Qixiu's eyes were filled with mischief, and she smiled softly, "I have a song of immortality, but I don't have the dew to match it, so I won't accept your spirit stones."

The secret to longevity?

Zhao Qing's sword eyes flashed, and he casually took the forbidden jade token thrown by Qixiu. After checking the correspondence, he turned around and climbed the wooden steps to search the deepest room on the second floor.

……

The dark and gloomy wooden corridor was extremely cold and quiet. As it was newly built not long ago, the fresh air was filled with the unique smell of wood.

As he approached the door, Zhao Qing's spiritual sense could no longer penetrate, as if the formation restriction had been activated from the inside.

After taking a deep breath to calm himself, he used the jade token in his hand to open the barrier of the compartment and pushed the door open to enter.

In the quiet room, veiled by layers of gauze, only a single red candle was lit. The flickering candlelight was distorted by layers of gauze curtains, and within it, a vague figure seemed to be sitting quietly in front of the piano stand...

The night wind blew in through the window, and the flying hair was also outlined by the candlelight, looking a little eerie and scary.

In front of me is a rattan chair and a wooden table.

There is a stove on the table heating tea, and the steam is slowly dissipating.

Hong Ning said with a smile: "Daoyou, the secret of immortality."

Hearing this familiar voice that sounded light and playful, Zhao Qing was furious.

But I felt a little excited in my heart.

Lemon sister is so sweet!

He lied that he went to Zhongzhou, but ran to the door of his home early waiting to be discovered.

But damn, no matter how sweet it is... we can't spoil them like this, they must be severely punished!