Beauty helps me achieve immortality

It is now late autumn.

On the streets west of Siyou City, the cold wind blew the yellow fallen leaves into the air.

The dead branches swayed uncontrollably, the dust on the ground flew with it, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

The sunlight in the distant sky seemed a little dim, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a hazy veil.

Qin Chuxin, with her long black hair flowing like a waterfall and dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, followed the crowd from a distance, her majestic spiritual consciousness already completely enveloping Siyou City...

The sparse number of independent martial artists, either in groups or alone, are now scattered throughout the city.

Those who were able to join the Siyou Sect naturally went to the designated location with joy and laughter on their faces, waiting for the sect's arrangements.

Those who failed to join Si You went in groups of three or four, following the official road outside the city to find Danxia City, or stayed outside the city gate and wandered around in melancholy.

But now it is only the first day of the sect's establishment and accepting disciples. Most of the warriors have not yet had their physiques tested, so they inevitably go in and out of the shops in the city to inquire about various news in the sect.

There is a large garden in the west of the city, with palaces and halls standing in clusters. It was rebuilt from the original Danxia Martial Arts Hall and has now become a temporary place for handling the affairs of recruiting disciples.

After the independent martial artists have verified that their physiques are suitable, most of them are assigned to come here to verify their clan membership and receive the clan token. After that, they can go to live in the sect and wait for further adjustments and arrangements from the deacons.

The Siyou Sect is different from ordinary sects. Its shape and layout are extremely strange. It radiates from Shouyun Mountain to the surrounding areas, and Siyou City is built on the mountain... As for the place where the disciples live, it was converted from the original stove, grass workshop and mine.

Wang Teng, Xie Yihan, and Zeng Nianke were busy reviewing the clan records in the west of the city. Bored, he extended his spiritual sense to observe the long street...

The autumn wind is bleak.

Originally, there were only scattered disciples in the West City, but at some point, another extremely abrupt scene appeared - a group of more than ten men and women came together, chatting and laughing as they walked, and it seemed that the sound of the wind was quiet, forcing them to give way a little.

Even though he couldn't sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy and the pressure from those people, he could tell at a glance that they were definitely not ordinary independent martial artists.

There was a man in a white robe with an indifferent expression, walking slowly with his hands behind his back. As he walked through the ancient Danxia site, he looked like a supreme emperor on tour.

There is a bright and beautiful woman who is so beautiful that she can topple a country. Her fair skin reveals a gorgeous and graceful figure. Her every frown and smile touches people's hearts, and even the dead leaves in the sky are dyed with a bit of joy.

There was a man in a black robe holding a jade fan, his eyes like stars and gentle and elegant. There was also a woman in a black robe, her eyebrows were as dark as smoke and her skin was whiter than snow. Her cold and beautiful face made passers-by dare only look at her timidly from afar.

Some people's Taoist robes were blown up by the cold wind, and some people's sleeves fluttered with the fallen leaves.

The pretty woman had bright eyes and white teeth, and walked briskly. The middle-aged swordsman glanced at her casually, his eyes filled with indifference...

Wang Teng was frightened by this situation, and he silently withdrew his spiritual consciousness.

But he inadvertently thought of his deceased sister, and with a sigh of regret, he turned and walked into the palace to accompany his wife...

The autumn wind is blowing fiercely, and the withered and yellow leaves are falling on the shoulders, making the receding figure look even more lonely.

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Southwest of Siyou City, outside Xuanji Pavilion.

It was not until this point that Qin Chuxin noticed the peerless graceful figure beside the carved railings.

Her white hair swayed lightly, and when her beautiful eyes, like a deep cold pool, looked over, her brows only slightly furrowed, everyone's heart trembled, and they all felt the vast artistic conception that belonged only to time.

Chen Changsheng slowly lowered his head and followed Bai Wanqiu and Zhao Qing's family up the stairs without even looking at the woman a second time.

Qin Chuxin bowed from a distance and said respectfully, "Chuxin was ignorant of the lofty principles of the divine way and offended the senior. I have come here today to apologize."

"No problem."

Si He glanced at the number one female cultivator in Chu State, nodded casually and spoke in a lazy and cold voice.

Qin Chuxin bowed again, then followed the others into the pavilion before them...

Her heart trembled slightly, and her posture became a little more respectful.

With her vast and powerful spiritual sense, she had not noticed the white-haired woman who was so close to her before. Even now that she was close to her, her spiritual sense was still unable to sense her existence.

She could only see with her own eyes, and the overwhelming pressure she had imagined did not come.

There was only a vague indifference and pity, which made her feel that she and the other person were completely in different worlds, and she couldn't even find the words to try to communicate.

He was clearly at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, while the other party was only at the Spiritualization stage...

Chen Changsheng was completely silent.

In his speculation and imagination, he had exaggerated the strength of Empress Si You, who wielded the Divine Sword of Sinners, as much as possible, even comparing her with the cultivators in the Void Refinement Realm on the 12th floor of Yujing.

But now, just one glance at each other completely wiped out his previous thoughts.

This is not the difference between the Nascent Soul and the God Transformation, nor is it the difference between status and authority.

Chen Changsheng had a ridiculous thought...

Facing Empress Si You, he was like an ant looking up at the sky.

The other party will not have any hostility towards you, nor will they have any contempt or disdain for you.

The other party wouldn't care if he was the head of the Changsheng Sword Sect or a disciple of the Nine Swords Tower, nor would he care what his cultivation level was or what methods he had...

It seems that all this is meaningless to Empress Si You.

The way she looked at herself and Chu Xin was no different from the way she looked at an innate warrior.

In an instant, Chen Changsheng and Qin Chuxin understood that when the divine sword sank, it was not that Lan Qingji did not take action, but that he was unable to stop this lady.

Cheng Yue followed the two of them silently, observing their minds and standing in front of the white-haired woman to pay their respects.

Compared to them, Liu Zijing and Bai Wanqiu seemed a lot more relaxed. Firstly, they were closer to Zhao Qing's family, and secondly... their realm and knowledge were still a bit low after all, and they really didn't feel any special pressure.

Zhao Qing's family looked calm. His aunt and Qinghuan were preparing spiritual tea, while Zhao Qing, with Shuyue and Hongning, leaned on the railing and looked out at the Taoliu Palace Garden on the top of Shouyun Mountain.

Then they looked at each other with a smile, not daring to get involved for fear of ruining Si He's plan.

The white-haired woman casually sat at the head of the table, gently waving her hand to call Qing Huan and her aunt to stand beside her. Her eyes, like a deep pool, swept over the five people in front of her and said lazily, "Sit."

"I remember when I first met you, you were still at the early stage of the Golden Core stage. Now you've broken through the Core stage and become a Nascent Soul. Are you still involved with the woman who often came to see you in those days?"

When we first met... Golden Core Cultivation...

After the five people sat down, they all looked at Cheng Yue. These words were naturally directed at Cheng Yue, and the woman who often came to see him should be Yu Yan, the junior sister of Zizhu stationed in Liguo.

Cheng Yue considered his words carefully and said slowly, "Now, my junior sister and I are married and have a son."

"Cheng Yue has been guarding Danxia for eighty years, but he has never seen the true face of Shoushan. It is a shame to waste his years."

Si He casually replied, "Eighty years of Golden Elixir Transformation, the aptitude is decent."

She immediately stopped paying attention to Cheng Yue and turned to look at Qin Chuxin: "After you become a spirit, you can often come to Siyou as a guest. We can discuss the Dao as before."

The Taoist-robed female cultivator leaned forward, lowered her head, and smiled softly, "Your Majesty, you're joking. Chu Xin doesn't know how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is. How can a mortal discuss Taoism with an immortal?"

Si He did not comment, but shook his head gently and said, "I have only been to Heyang and Donghai recently, but I have not yet seen the true meaning of Li Yan."

Qin Chuxin's eyes rippled, and she stood up and bowed: "Your Majesty, please be kind. Chuxin obeys your command."

She responded softly with a smile, but a huge wave had already risen in her heart.

Empress Si You has never seen the true meaning of Li Yan. Is this a joke or self-deprecation?

A Bodhi walker on Heyang Mountain...a disciple of the Nine Swords of the East China Sea...could it be that she is not from Yujing Xingque?!

Earlier, Qin Chuxin had speculated that the other party's soul was defective, but now that she saw him in person, she realized that it didn't matter what state the other party was in.

That is not something you can access, nor is it something you should know.

Beside him, Chen Changsheng naturally did not touch the tea on the table. When he looked back at the white-haired woman, he saluted respectfully again: "Nine Swords Disciple Chen Changsheng, greets the Queen."

Si He nodded slightly: "Xian Ning is my Si You's person, you can also come to Xuanji Pavilion as a guest often."

Hearing the other party's absurd words, Chen Changsheng did not feel strange at all, as if it was supposed to be so.

Xian Ning is only at the foundation-building stage, while he is about to become a god. How can a master take advantage of his disciple?

But today, he really got lucky.

I even felt a sense of relief for no apparent reason, but I also had to consider whether I should leave the State of Chu...

Chen Changsheng and Qin Chuxin exchanged a glance and whispered, "Madam, regarding the matter of the Siyouxianghuo, does it require the Changsheng Sword and Qianyuan Hanbing to retreat?"

Si He had a calm expression as he quietly looked at the two people in front of him. The atmosphere seemed a little solemn for a moment.

She took the tea from Qing Huan with a sidelong glance, drank it slowly, and chuckled softly, "Hasn't Sect Leader Chen already granted us four counties in Si You?"

Chen Changsheng said respectfully, "I'm afraid that the fame of the Changsheng Sword will delay Si You's incense business."

Although his words were humble, he had already asked the most crucial question of this trip.

What is Si Youzong's attitude towards the State of Chu, and what is his attitude towards the Changsheng Sword and Qianyuan Palace?

If there is a conflict, then Chu Xin and I should leave as soon as possible. It's not like the sect can't move out of Yongning Prefecture...

But they were unwilling to leave. Empress Si You had been a guest at the White Horse Temple on Heyang Mountain, and Zhao Qing's family were all monks from Yujing. It was obvious that the Empress had no conflict with Yujing Xingque.

If so, isn't this another opportunity that is difficult for others to reach?

This is an existence that can rival Lan Qingji, and Siyou's incense will not be limited to one city or one county...

Si He slowly shook his head and spoke casually: "Si You just wants to be ordinary, you can do whatever you want."

Qin Chuxin's mind moved secretly, and he smiled softly and tested: "Since this is the case, in the future, Siyou's territory will be boundless, and Qianyuan Hanbing will become a sect affiliated with Siyou. Chuxin can't help but be happy."

Si Heyan raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Qin Chuxin with a smile: "There is no difference between your sect in Chu and in Siyou, so why should you be happy?"

The woman's beautiful eyes sparkled as she jokingly said, "It's a great pleasure to be closer to you, Madam."

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Zhao Qing leaned on the railing, secretly wondering what the two big men of Chu were thinking. Are they planning to help Si You with the incense?

Or is it just a name to express friendly exchanges and peaceful coexistence...

As for directly surrendering to the Siyou Sect, that is obviously impossible. These Yujing monks are very shrewd. At most, they will just be respectful and help out. If they can get some benefits, they will take them. If not, it will at least make them familiar.

They are all vixen who have lived for hundreds of years. They will not place a bet before they understand Si He's methods and origins.

Yin Hua flickered in his mind: "Vixen?"

Zhao Qing: ...

Si He glanced past Liu Zijing and looked directly at Bai Wanqiu, chuckling softly, "Ning'er has recently prepared a lot of rare floral dews, and it's quite interesting to mix the fragrances."

Bai Wanqiu smiled and said, "Siyou already has Daoyou Liu stationed at Xueyi, and Wanqiu will often come to look for Hongning in the future."

"Okay." The woman's tone was unusually softer. Her white hair fluttered slightly as she stood up and took a step casually. She nodded slightly to Liu Zijing, which was considered as communicating with him.

There was really nothing much to communicate with Liu Zijing. This blood-clothed garrison of the Chu State was one of the few die-hard fans of Si Youzong.

He had always been at odds with Lu Qing, and had always been protecting Zhao Qing. He was also a wanderer without any sect or faction. When Si You was first established, he had already come to the foot of Shouyun Mountain and settled there.

In his early years, Zhao Qingqinglong entered his fate, pointing to the position of Yongning's blood son. Liu Zijing inevitably had illusions about this and took good care of their family. But now he has unknowingly boarded another fast boat.

"Do you have any questions?" The white-haired demon god swept his cold eyes over the five people, and his slender hand casually grasped the exquisite teacup in front of Bai Wanqiu, and drank it all in one gulp with his red lips.

The hesitation in Qin Chuxin's eyes disappeared, and he said seriously: "We have no doubts at all. We came here specifically to see Si You and congratulate him on the settlement of Yongning's blood son. Moreover..."

She slowly combed her long black hair with her scallion-like fingers, smiling sweetly, "How can I not be curious when a queen suddenly appears in the State of Chu?"

"So I took this opportunity to come and pay my respects."

Si Hedai raised her eyebrows, glanced at the five people again with a smile, and said softly, "Just a meeting to wait and see?"

Chen Changsheng remained silent. Qin Chuxin nodded gently. Liu Zijing then jokingly said, "Wanqiu and I saw the Xuanji Pavilion in the west of the city a while ago, but unfortunately we were unable to enter. Now that we've come here, we realize that it truly holds a hidden secret."

Chen Changsheng suddenly realized that they had come empty-handed... But they had indeed not thought of bringing any gifts for Empress Si You, and they even wanted to get some benefits from the Empress.

Qin Chuxin's beautiful eyes rippled, and she slowly took a step forward to pick up a dark green wooden box from the quaint shelf, and used her spiritual secrets to examine it carefully for a moment.

Then she said with a sweet laugh, "This Lingxi wood can block spiritual consciousness, but it's mostly used for refining tools and making medicine. It appears in the form of a storage container... This is the first time Chu Xin has seen it, and I'm really curious."

Just be curious, and take out your pocket.

... Zhao Qing leaned over the railing, secretly complaining and grumbling to Si He.

Si He waved his hand nonchalantly: "If you like, take some away. There are no precious magic treasures among them. They are just toys for me to play with merchants in my spare time."

Zhao Qing: ???

"Addicted to showing off?"

Si He was silent for a moment, then responded secretly: "You can do it if you want to pretend."

Cheng Yue also picked up the dark green wooden box and examined it, sighing softly, "I thought it contained the Empress's unique methods that were different from those of Yujing Xingque. What a pity."

The white-haired woman smiled and said, "Then I will leave you a method for you to ponder and deduce at your leisure."

As soon as these words were spoken, the three Nascent Soul cultivators all tensed their minds, and their vast spiritual consciousness instantly blocked this place. They unconsciously moved closer to Qin Chuxin's spiritual consciousness, for fear of missing out on some strange and wonderful methods.

They really wanted to see the methods of this Empress Si You. Even if they couldn't learn them, they could at least get a glimpse of her strength.

I saw the Lady Siyou lift her arm slightly, a strand of white hair fell from her forehead and was gently lifted up by her slender jade hand.

But there was no pressure from her soul or spiritual power, and it seemed that she had no intention of using any magic.

Qin Chuxin and the other two didn't understand what was going on, and they became even more serious.

Si He clenched her jade hands slightly, then raised her eyes and looked into the distance, and many cultivators in Xuanji Pavilion also looked in the same direction.

That strand of white hair fluttered and swayed, flying through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in the south of Shouyun Mountain...

There happened to be an old woman in Lu Niu countryside washing clothes by the stream. Somehow, her trembling arms began to become strong, and her dim eyes seemed to be able to see clearly again. At this moment, she raised her white arms in disbelief to check, letting the faded clothes be swept away by the stream, never to return.

The picture between heaven and earth seems to be frozen, the wind has stopped and the clouds are still.

The delicate white hair seemed to be swung by someone, cutting towards the old woman by the stream... and the countryside and swamp behind her.

In an instant, the green mountains lost their dark green color, the gurgling streams stopped flowing, the swamps dried up, and the animals disappeared.

The entire mountain swamp seems to have lost its century-old splendor, like a painting forgotten in the years.

The autumn wind came again, breaking up the dead branches and fallen leaves that had long been rotten, turning into dust that brushed across the gray animal bones. A layer of dim veil covered the sky and the earth, making it quiet and desolate.

The Aokiji girl, wearing old clothes full of patches, stood in a daze for a long time in the unfamiliar mountains. Her watery eyes slowly closed, and a touch of melancholy and relief appeared on her fair and pretty face... as if she was happily welcoming the end of her life.

Ding Si year, autumn.

There was a woman named Chen who washed clothes in the countryside of Lu Niu. She went out in the morning looking very old, and came back in the evening with her black hair flying.

The chirping of orioles and swallows tells of the wonders of the mountains and fields, and the villagers go there in droves.

There was a fairy guest from the county who was looking for her together. He was shocked and didn't know what was going on, so he could only make up a story and say that... The Queen glanced at her.