Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Shouyun Mountain, early morning.

Wang Teng briefly reviewed the reports and communications from the disciples in various counties and towns last night, summarized them briefly, and recorded them on a jade slip. At the same time, he sent a message to Liu Pan and Luo Xianning, and that was considered completing a day's work.

After having breakfast with his wife, he leaned back in the rattan chair with a cup of hot tea.

He took out a bottle of Soul-Refining Pills and placed them beside him, casually threw two pills into his mouth, then closed his eyes, rested, and hummed a little tune, starting a day of intense and arduous practice.

In the Taoliu Palace Garden on the top of the mountain.

Zhao Qing also brought Ning Mei back home. The two of them had their spiritual consciousnesses intertwined and connected, scanning the scene at home together.

The bedding in the bedroom was neatly folded. My aunt wasn't reading or carving spells in her little room, and Shuyue hadn't prepared breakfast...

Hong Ning smiled and gave Zhao Qingfei a coquettish look, then withdrew her consciousness and stopped lingering with him. She followed him very obediently, and the two of them walked through the palace and climbed the wooden steps together.

Although these nine-story palaces are all covered by high-level spirit gathering arrays, the eighth floor, as the place for the whole family to practice, is also specially laid out with a large-scale spirit purification array, which can extract and condense the spiritual energy in the spirit stones at any time for practice.

The efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy from spirit stones in a nearly rough manner is naturally much higher than absorbing the spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

Now, the resources and mineral veins controlled by Siyou Sect are three times better than those of Danxia Sect, but it only supports dozens of Qi training disciples and Zhao Qing's family. Although deacons and elders such as Qixiu Xianning, Zeng Nianke and Xie Yihan will also consume some spirit stones, it will not cost much for a few foundation-building cultivators.

Only Li Dangui's monthly salary was higher, which was a full 20,000 sect contributions per month.

For a Jindan cultivator, this is a great opportunity that is hard to find even with a lantern.

More than 200,000 spirit stones every year... The Chu State's ten-year tax is only two million spirit stones, but it can support three golden elixir priests.

Li Dangui is equivalent to eating the resources of three golden cores, but he is an alchemist and very young. He has just started the five hundred years of golden core cultivation... Naturally, his food is much more fragrant.

There will be opportunities to go to Zizhudan Pagoda again in the future, or to become a disciple of the twelfth floor through other means. Zhao Qing is also happy to pay Brother Li more.

They have known each other for more than ten years, and Shuyue and her aunt are hands-off managers. The three ministers of the court also have their own families, so it would be good for Siyou Sect to have its own Jindan Elder.

Brother Li is a legitimate independent cultivator. Not only does he have no family, but he also made his way all the way from the Northern Desert with the reputation of being a genius in alchemy. He is also acquainted with many elders and disciples of the sects... It would be best for him to have a home in Siyou.

It's a pity that Brother Li is so unlucky that he still doesn't have a wife...

In just a moment, Zhao Qing and Hong Ning arrived at the eighth floor.

The rich spiritual energy turned into spring water, flowing back and forth in the jade disc and jadeware, making a tinkling sound.

There are no quiet rooms or partitions here, but rather a whole spacious hall. According to Si He... this place cannot be called a quiet room for practice, but should be considered a daily activity room for the family.

Outside the cloud window is a turbulent waterfall, and under the window is a chessboard with black and white jade pieces crisscrossing on the board. It is the chess game that my aunt and Hong Ning had not finished playing two days ago, and they will play it slowly later.

In addition, there are extremely soft beddings spread on the floor, where you can lie down and take a nap, or the whole family can have some crazy sex together.

However, Zhao Qing obviously hasn't unlocked this mode yet. Most of the time... Shuyue and his aunt are lying on this soft floor leisurely, reading books.

There are piano stands and sword stands on the wall, and many auxiliary perfumes and music scores are neatly arranged by Hong Ning.

In the deepest place where the sun cannot reach is a small alchemy platform. There are fine gold chains wrapped around and inlaid under the altar platform. A little medicine slave said that she can stay here and accompany her master while he practices.

But since my aunt and Ningmei often play chess here, Zhao Qing has not had the chance to unlock this mode in the past ten days in order to take care of Qinghuan.

This place is rich in spiritual energy, with strange fragrance wafting through the air, beautiful mountains and rivers, and no danger at all. It is obviously the most suitable place for cultivation.

however……

"Owner."

At this moment, Gu Qinghuan pressed down his jade token, Yingying stood up and gave up her seat, and he knelt beside her with a smile.

They had obviously been playing mahjong all night...

Hong Ning walked briskly and squeezed next to Shuyue to help her figure out the card pattern.

Zhao Qing smiled and embraced Qinghuan's delicate body, making her soft body nestle in his arms very awkwardly, and they looked at the jade token in front of them together... Qinghuan naturally didn't feel any discomfort.

The white-haired girl glanced at Hong Ning with her bright eyes and teased, "How is it, did Qing Huan's master sleep comfortably?"

Since Qinghuan was the most aggressive these days, the whole family started to make fun of her.

Qinghuan didn't care at all. Her eyes were full of tenderness. She looked at Hongning with a smile, wanting to see how she would respond.

Hong Ning took out the cakes she had bought on the way and, while unwrapping the wax paper, said jokingly, "Of course it's heavenly~"

My aunt's beautiful eyes fluttered, and she held the jade token with her slender fingers and tapped it lightly on the table twice, then threw it out.

"Nijo."

"The master who sleeps with Qing Huan will naturally feel more comfortable if Qing Huan stays by his side and serves him."

She picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, fed it to Shuyue and then took a sip herself.

As for making fun of Qinghuan, the three of them are very close and have been together for more than ten years. Who doesn't know each other?

Only Hong Ning would feel a slight tremor in her heart and a blush in her ears...

Ningmei opened her red lips slightly, originally intending to joke that she also wanted to be the master's little slave and serve you together with Qinghuan.

But she glanced at Si He and restrained herself a lot when she said, "Is that so...Xiao Yi has tried it?"

The aunt chuckled and nodded, then glanced at Zhao Qing and Qing Huan: "Shu Yue enjoys it the most, you should ask her."

Wang Shuyue pursed her lips and smiled, without saying a word, her little hands silently arranging her cards.

Zhao Qing gently stroked the soft hair in his arms, lowered his head and met Qing Huan's eyes, and said gently: "I brought you Hongji's beef offal noodles. I'll eat with you later."

Si He raised her eyebrows and kicked Zhao Qing's leg with her slender feet: "What about me?"

Zhao Qing:?

"Didn't the master say that he wanted Ning'er to bring you oil tea?"

"Why, do you want to drink porridge?"

Si He was not angry at being scolded by Zhao Qing in front of her. She glanced at the smiles on Shu Yue and her aunt's faces and said frivolously, "Yes, I want to eat and drink my fill and then slap you to death!"

The six of them finished the last round of mahjong with laughter and quarrels.

Hong Ning took out a lot of food and placed it on the table. They were all bought with Zhao Qing on the way back. Many of them were from towns outside Changshengfang and were her favorite flavors.

Si He rested his head directly on his aunt's legs, waiting leisurely to be fed.

My aunt's beautiful eyes swept over the various pancakes and egg rolls in front of her, and she chuckled softly, "Ning'er also likes vegetarian food?"

"Well...I can eat anything."

"I just happened to find this old bakery. I tried it a few times when I was practicing in Changshengfang in my early years..."

Zhao Qing did not have dinner with Aunt Shuyue, but took Qinghuan back to the bedroom on the first floor to be alone.

After all, when Bai Wanqiu arrives in Siyou City, everyone will go meet up and go shopping together, and look for Liu Zijing... Then they will set off for the Liao Kingdom in the afternoon.

Leaving Si He alone in the empty room would make him get scolded.

A dark aura floats in my mind.

Si He: "If you hide, I won't scold you?"

Zhao Qing: "Master is so magnanimous, why would he bother with such a small servant?"

Si He: "I heard you want to feed me porridge?"

Zhao Qing: "Don't you know whether you have thought about it or not?"

Si He: "Think what you want, the master won't blame you, but you know what will happen if you say it out loud, right?"

Zhao Qing was silent for a moment. What could be the outcome?

Face the charming and lazy white-haired demon god, barefoot, jade legs, fox ears, and snow-white tail.

How great is that?

You just have to grit your teeth and endure it for more than ten days.

Anyway, after the Blood Son Trial, I have to stay in the mountains for half a year...

Si He smiled frivolously: "I asked Ning'er to find the secret of Tianxiang's charm technique. Not only did I ravage the foundation building stage with the spirit transformation, but your spirit is still in my hands, and I can torture you at will... Wait for death."

Zhao Qing's heart was wavering, and he even felt a little expectant.

Although life cannot always be indulgent, one must bravely bear He Ma's love.

Si He said coldly: "You will kneel on the ground and kowtow, begging the master to look at you more."

Zhao Qing: "Being enchanted doesn't count."

He stopped arguing with Si He and instead held up Qing Huan's gentle face and looked at her carefully.

Although Qinghuan had regained the energy in her body, not eating and sleeping would definitely harm her health, not to mention that indulging in lust was harmful to her health.

Gu Qinghuan knelt in front of his master, took off his storage ring with a smile, and found the tightly sealed jade furnace himself.

Then he gently placed it in front of him. Among them was naturally Hong Ji's beef offal noodles. In order to maintain the taste, Zhao Qing also specifically instructed the boss to seal the cooked noodles separately.

A mist of water vapor floated above the fragrant jade stove, and the oil droplets were reflected by the morning sun outside the window. The green onions and pork slices were slightly floating and swaying, looking particularly delicious.

Qing Huan raised her slender hands to gently smooth her hair, presenting her perfect profile to her master. Then, with a smile in her eyes, she knelt down, ready to drink...

But Zhao Qing stopped her in time, held her in his arms and fed her mouthful by mouthful with bamboo chopsticks.

Qing Huan smiled and said, "Master, are you feeling distressed?"

No.

I really can't stand you seducing me like this...

And you haven't eaten or slept, is it because the master's embrace is not warm enough! ?

Zhao Qing rubbed Qing Huan's shoulders and said with a gentle smile, "After eating something, get dressed and we'll go out to look for Senior Sister Bai."

Gu Qinghuan's eyes rippled as she spoke softly, "Master dotes on Qinghuan the most... Xiaoyi occasionally teases Qinghuan, so Master doesn't need to feel bad for Qinghuan."

She blinked lightly and smiled again: "Qing Huan is the master's plaything."

Zhao Qing: ...

Which man can stand this!

He chuckled and said, "You are always like this. I can't help but torture you on purpose."

Qing Huan also smiled: "The years of cultivation are long. With Qing Huan accompanying the master, the days will not be so boring."

"Besides, Qing Huan herself is willing to perish for her master."

Zhao Qing hesitated for a moment, then replied softly, "Then the master will accompany you."

He felt quite helpless at the moment.

Although I don’t know what went wrong, Qinghuan’s psychological care has never stopped over the years, but why is Qinghuan becoming more and more like a drug slave?

Zhao Qing really wanted to find an opportunity to talk about love with Qing Huan, to be alone on a boat under the stars, just to talk, drink and talk... But Qing Huan always managed to lead him into trouble...

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Si hour.

The breeze blows gently through the peach and willow trees, filling the air with fragrance.

Gradually, pedestrians began to appear on the wide streets of Siyou City.

However, their cultivation levels were not high. These people were not independent cultivators, but family members of Si You's disciples, or guests of Xue Yi Tower, or apprentices accepted by Dan Gui for his Dan Pavilion.

Zhao Qing's family was naturally among them.

They were going to wander around and meet Dan Gui, wait for Bai Wanqiu's arrival, and then go to Zixiaju to call Liu Zijing, and go to the Blood God Peak together to participate in the Blood Son Trial.