Beauty helps me achieve immortality

When the monk appeared.

In the Bodhi Fairy Palace floating high in the sky, the young man who was chanting with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes and stopped twirling the rosary in his hand.

Among the beads with restrained charm, one of them began to emit a dazzling golden light, attracting a huge amount of incense to gather, and the shadow of a monk appeared here.

"Fifth Senior Brother." Pi Wuwang had long been accustomed to his senior brother's sudden appearances and disappearances. He did not stand up at this moment, but just called out softly.

The monk-like figure nodded casually and replied, "It's Xiaoliu, he is now in the realm of refining emptiness."

"You are the Sixth Senior Brother of the previous generation. You can call me Sixth Senior Brother directly, or you can call me Senior Daoxin."

The…the…the generation before that?

Seven hundred years to cultivate from Nascent Soul to Refining Void?

Pi Wuwang spoke frankly: "Then why are you still so weak, Senior Brother?"

Seng Ying was speechless for a moment, and said earnestly: "Wuwang..."

The young man responded, "Senior Brother."

"fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, the incense dissipated and the monk's shadow disappeared.

Pi Wuwang hesitated for a moment, but after seeing Senior Daoxin being welcomed by those great masters who had reached the state of Divine Transformation, he did not go to pay his respects.

Instead, he walked and communicated secretly with Fenghuang while he touched another rosary and poured incense on it.

The power of the incense evolved into a mountain forest covered by clouds and mist, with a mottled ancient tower on top and red maple leaves all over the mountain drifting in the wind.

"Wuwang." A voice came from the ancient tower.

Pi Wuwang had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a shiny bald head. A hint of joy flashed in his eyes: "Sixth Senior Brother, let me tell you something..."

……

In the Yongning Green Palace, Hong Ning and several blood sons entertained many distinguished guests.

Pang Zhen led Dao Xin to his side and took him to find Wang Shuyue.

Feeling that faint trace of Dao essence, Pang Zhen's heart was shaken. He was not unfamiliar with this Bodhi walker...

More than five hundred years ago, when he entered Yongning Blood God Peak, he had the opportunity to meet this Bodhi Walker.

But the mountains and rivers have passed in a flash, and a few hundred years have passed in a hurry. The person who was in the Nascent Soul stage back then has now reached a level of cultivation that far surpasses himself.

But at this moment, Pang Zhen was more curious about what Dao Xin was doing in Longyuan?

Is it because of Empress Si You?

It's impossible that he is here to congratulate Zhao Qing, right?

That's ridiculous.

The young monk walked slowly, looking at Pang Zhen from time to time with a wise look.

"Pang Xuezi...why is there a sword aura about him?"

Pang Zhen replied with a casual smile, "Thank you for your concern, Senior. I just met a young swordsman a few days ago."

"So that's how it is..." Dao Xin withdrew his gaze and said no more.

quickly.

Wang Shuyue, who rushed over after hearing the news, met these two great cultivators who dominated the entire state.

"Senior Brother Pang."

"senior……"

Shuyue had bright eyes and a gentle gaze, and she bowed like a maid to meet the two of them.

Even if Pang Zhen didn't warn her, she knew the origin of the great cultivator in front of her.

A few years ago, when Sister Qingci became a nun, the charm in the eyes of Abbot Daoxuan outside the White Horse Temple on Heyang Mountain was exactly the same as hers.

Not only that.

Shuyue learned a lot of secrets from what Zhao Qing and Si He told her during their spare time.

For example, Dao Xin once visited Si He's hometown...

For example, Dao Xin had touched upon the secret realm of the Three Hundred Mile Sword Formation before Chen Changsheng...

For example, the matter of the fragments of the Heavenly Dao...

For example, Daoxin slaughtered the Miao people at the foot of Jiuhua Peak...

Pang Zhen obviously didn't know all this.

He had just escorted Miao Jian and had never thought that Dao Xin could have any relationship with Miao Jian.

"Shuyue, I have a few miscellaneous items to give you." The young monk took a closer look and then casually called out the woman's name.

Upon seeing this, Pang Zhen immediately laughed and said goodbye and left, without interfering in Empress Si You's affairs anymore.

He knew it in his heart. It was rumored that Empress Si You and Dao Xin knew each other, so it made sense that Dao Xin could recognize Wang Shuyue.

Wang Shuyue and Dao Xin entered the quiet room deep in the Qing Palace, quietly brewed tea and entertained the guests, without showing any panic.

When she and Qinghuan were sitting with her sister, she often heard her sister talk about the old bald donkey Daoxin, and her sister naturally often mentioned family matters to the abbot.

It was not surprising that the other party recognized her at first sight. When her sister was in the White Horse Temple, Qinghuan only had two sisters, Xiaoyi and herself.

But in Li Qingci's words, Daoxin was simply... an ordinary old monk who couldn't be more ordinary. He was often so confused that he couldn't even count the money in the temple.

Although my sister later understood clearly that Daoxin was a cultivator, whenever they sat across from each other and talked, she would never take it to heart, and it was even common for her to curse at him.

"My sister told me about the abbot's past a few days ago."

Shuyue was smart. Since the other party called her Shuyue, she would just treat him like an ordinary person and regard him as the abbot of the temple.

Dao Xin stared at the woman quietly with deep eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wang Shuyue served tea with a smile, then sat down in front of the monk, casually raising her hand to adjust her bun... Her bright eyes and white teeth were full of intelligence, her pretty face was bright and her eyelashes were curved, just like an ignorant little girl who had just become a wife.

"What treasure does the abbot need Shuyue to pass on?" She said jokingly, reminding the monk to speak.

Dao Xin's eyes trembled. He looked down at the teacup and then looked up at Shuyue.

To put it simply: "Now that Zhao Qing has become a walking being, it's time to pay back the money."

Wang Shuyue:? ?

She immediately took off her delicate little ring and handed it to the side of the teacup with a smile: "All the things in the family are here. Abbot must leave some for Shuyue."

Shu Yue naturally didn't think that Dao Xin was really here to collect his debt. It was only one million spirit stones...

However, what she didn't expect was...

Dao Xin was really not polite and directly took away a hundred high-grade spirit stones from her storage ring.

"Fate comes and goes, this is where the old monk practices, please forgive me for laughing at you, benefactor."

Wang Shuyue found it unbelievable that a great cultivator of such a realm...

She chuckled and replied, "Go back and tell your sister. She'll probably secretly scold you for being stingy."

Dao Xin's eyes were kind and he smiled slightly.

He waved his hand lightly, and five jade slips and a small dark green bronze statue appeared on the table.

"Please collect these miscellaneous items and help pass them on."

Shuyue looked at it briefly and asked doubtfully, "Is it for the queen?"

Niangniang?

Dao Xin adjusted to the new name a little, then smiled and said, "This bronze statue comes from the mountains and seas, so I will give it to the Empress."

"These five jade slips are the scriptures that this old monk wrote down in his spare time."

"It hasn't been copied into a book yet, so you'll have to do it for me."

"The Book of Qing Ci was given to Miss Li from Heyang County, Tianshui Commandery."

"The Huiguang Sutra was given to the Prince of Wei in Zhuling County, Tianshui Commandery."

"The Chengyuan Sutra is presented to Abbot Chengyuan of the White Horse Temple on Mount Heyang."

"I brought the Universal Awakening Sutra to the hero Yan Qing of Jiaoping County."

"Miscellaneous Thoughts on Cloud Candles" is dedicated to Empress Siyou of Shouyun Mountain."

Wang Shuyue's bright eyes fluttered, and she knew that after Xin left the White Horse Temple, many monks in the temple also left, and the original abbot Chengyuan became the abbot.

Scripture for Sister Qingci...

"Are these four volumes of scriptures the Bodhi inheritance?" She asked directly and openly. After all, as a little woman, she was not afraid of saying anything wrong.

Dao Xin nodded silently with a smile, and took out a large bamboo jar filled with old tea, weighing more than ten pounds.

Shuyue naturally understood that this was a rare treasure that could enlighten one's mind and enlightenment. In addition to leaving it to her sister, she also had to share it with Huiguang, Chengyuan, and Pujue...

She jokingly said, "Abbot, aren't you afraid that I'll keep it all for myself?"

Dao Xin also laughed: "Then you can keep it for yourself."

Wang Shuyue carefully put these things away, then put the beautiful spiritual ring back on her slender finger and whispered, "My husband is injured and is still recuperating in Longyuan."

Dao Xin lowered his head and adjusted his Zen robe, as if preparing to leave: "I am here only for my own cultivation and to resolve some worldly ties. I will not stay long."

Ok?

For some reason, Shuyue felt that the other party was just giving instructions for her funeral.

But with Daoxin's cultivation and status, he obviously wouldn't die suddenly...

She whispered to herself, "Is the abbot going to leave this world?"

The monk slowly shook his head: "I have some feelings, so I have been in seclusion for a few years."

Shuyue stood up and said seriously, "Shuyue will see the abbot off."

……

At this moment, the sounds of talking and laughing in the Yongning Green Palace became a little sparse.

Zhang Jinyi brought Bian Jingyu and talked with Pang Zhen via telepathy. Meng Xue occasionally led the guests through the hall, but stayed far away and did not get close.

Seeing Shuyue and the monk pushing the door open, Whale Mother and Pang Zhen greeted them in a low voice.

Zhang Jinyi blinked her beautiful eyes, signaling the monk to glance at Pang Zhen again, and whispered privately, "Miao Jian and Shen Su have arrived at the Nine Swords Holy Land. Fellow Daoist, you can focus on your cultivation in the future. Leave the sword training to us."

The group of five did not walk too far. They only reached the outside of Yongning Green Palace. Daoxin took a step forward and disappeared.

Shuyue's eyes were clear, and she temporarily suppressed some doubts in her heart. She bowed earnestly to the three Divine Transformation cultivators in front of her: "Shuyue thanks the three seniors for their care and support for my husband..."

"No problem."

"How many women does Zhao Qing have?" Zhang Jin answered casually, and then asked his junior brother about some gossip with a smile.

This really stumped Shuyue.

Four?

Or five?

Senior Sister had already seen Xiaoyi and Hongning when they were in Mingshang...

Her dark eyes turned and she smiled as she replied, "Senior Sister, you must be curious about Qing Huan, right?"

After hearing this, Pang Zhen seemed to recall something and was about to talk about the strange things happening to Qing Huan...

But he found that Zhang Jinyi was silently looking at Wang Shuyue.

Bian Jingyu also looked at Shuyue with a smile, and also felt that elusive force.

Although Wang Shuyue's cultivation level is not high, her movements and movements contain the power of heaven and earth.

It seemed that the cold wind blowing past her and the ripples created by her feet seemed more soothing and peaceful.

How could a female cultivator who is currently building her foundation reach such a realm?

Obviously, he was trained by a master...

"If you just feel the magnetic field..." The pretty girl whispered secretly, knowing that Zhang Jinyi's mind was full of electromagnetic guns recently.

Zhang Jin remained calm, chuckled, and asked, "Are you a thunder spirit?"

Shuyue didn't react for a moment, and somehow pulled her spiritual roots from Qinghuan.

She responded softly: "Low-grade thunder spirit root."

"Well, practice diligently and let Zhao Qing manage all the family money for you."

Zhang Jinyi had made up his mind, but he didn't mention anything at the moment.

After all, the birth of an electromagnetic cannon swordsman requires systematic learning of various knowledge.

……

Under the Dragon Abyss.

After several hours, Zhao Qing finally put away the bloody stone knife in his hand with satisfaction.

He carefully examined the small bone in his hand, even though it was only the size of a fistful.