Beauty helps me achieve immortality

The so-called puppet baby.

Naturally, it is the Nascent Soul refined using the secret technique of puppetry.

Moreover, it was the Shattered Star Tower Master who took action personally, which was equivalent to sending a cultivator directly into the Shattered Star's avenue to heaven.

The senior brother pulled Zhao Qing to drink again and told him many rare and wonderful stories that were little known to the world.

Hong Ning couldn't handle the strong bitter wine, and after a while he was even more drunk than the other two.

She smiled and accompanied Zhao Qing in praising her senior brother, wishing she could praise him to the highest level, saying that his knowledge was the best in the world throughout history.

"Brother, can you please tell me more about your battle at Longyuan?"

"Brother is such a brave and heroic man, and so free and unrestrained. No wonder the two sisters are so obsessed with him."

"Ning'er hasn't thanked Senior Brother for the Mingchuanfang yet. I'll toast you three more times..."

"It turns out that even before becoming a walking master, Senior Brother had already been recognized by the Tianyan Ancient Sect. Zhao Qing has met the Holy Son!"

Even though Yan Ye was a relatively humble person, he was gradually lost in the praises of his junior fellow student and his wife.

After all... most of his drinking buddies are from the same generation or close family members, and few of them praise him like this.

Not long after, Shuyue also came over to toast, and was very considerate to brew Bodhi Enlightenment Tea for her senior brother.

Yan Ye's interest grew.

He immediately sent out his Holy Son Order and marked the state area, allowing Zhao Qing to bring his family there to explore in the future.

Zhao Qing reciprocated the favor and directly gave Jian's sea chart to his senior brother for collection.

It can be seen that the identity of the Son of Heaven's Son is of no use to Yan Ye...

Coincidentally, the island marked on the nautical chart as the old land of barbarians was also useless to Zhao Qing.

But as the sixth walking disciple, how could Yan Ye possibly accept the affection of his new junior fellow apprentice?

He waved his hand, took out another pot of fairy wine, and drank it directly to liven up the mood.

It was said that it was left behind by Third Senior Brother Zizhu when he came out of seclusion last time.

In addition to nourishing the spirit and meridians, one cup can make you drunk for three years, and the dreams are different every year... He only has a few pots in his hand.

Zhao Qing is going to Tianyaozhou, how can I get drunk with him for three years?

He could only refuse repeatedly, and finally accepted the pot of wine in a daze.

……

There is no sun or moon above the stars.

In the red sand, a huge flying boat turned into a stream of light and disappeared at the end of the white plain.

The person driving the boat was replaced by Si He, but he did not go directly to the ferry formation in Tianyaozhou. Instead, she controlled the boat to make many twists and turns, and watched the blood-stained star with her aunt.

Zhao Qing was lying on the large soft couch in the bedroom to sober up.

The fine wines collected by Yan Ye were not so easy to enjoy. Even though he could not be said to be in a trance at the moment, he was still eight points drunk.

Even his spiritual consciousness could not be fully controlled, and the spiritual power in his body was surging and running rampant.

The vast and precious essence rushed straight into his Niwan Pill, shaking his mind. His consciousness sank into the Mingtang and then filled the bridal chamber, seeming to become more condensed and refined.

Shuyue and Ningmei lay on his shoulders, one on each side, grinning and mumbling in ecstasy.

Ning Mei was naturally quite drunk as well. Although Shu Yue drank the least, she was easily drunk herself, unlike her aunt who could still joke and say sweet words after drinking...

The cool kisses with the rich aroma of wine were left one after another.

Zhao Qing then held their little heads tightly and put them against his face to be intimate with them.

"I'll keep that Holy Son Jade Token for you. I'll take you to Jizhou to explore the ruins. By then, we'll both be Holy Maidens..."

These words were naturally said to Shuyue.

According to Yan Ye, the small crystal token is actually a key, which not only represents the identity of the Holy Son of Tianyan, but can also open the secret realm of inheritance left by the ancient Tianyan Sect.

He had already obtained some of the fragments of ancient cultivation techniques, and he had many good things in his hands, so he was not short of this jade order.

But for Zhao Qing, it is obviously still useful.

At least you can take your family there to take a look at the ancient sites and inherit strange methods, and play as a novice copy after walking.

"Okay, then Shuyue is some kind of saint..." The wife's eyes were blurred with drunkenness, and she smiled weakly and spoke foolishly.

"Saint Tianyan, Saint Tianxiang looks stupid."

Zhao Qing inserted his fingers into his wife's hair, stroking and kneading it gently while helping her curse the Saint Tianxiang.

Shuyue lay comfortably in his arms, her slender hands gently holding her husband's cheeks, her pretty face with a silly smile, greedily licking the aroma of wine between her lips and teeth.

"How can I, a little village girl who knows nothing, be a saint, my husband... my husband..."

With her clothes scattered and her slender waist being teased by her husband, Shuyue's mumbling became more charming in an instant.

She rested her forehead against her husband's and looked into Ning'er's misty eyes with a smile.

While breathing lightly, she reluctantly continued to express her love to her husband.

"Shuyue thought that her husband would abandon Yue'er after he became a walking being~"

"Hmm~"

"It's a good thing you, Zhao Qing, still have a conscience~ Husband...husband..."

Shuyue was already drunk, and now she was being teased. Her pretty face turned red, but she was also enjoying it.

The delicate face of the young girl had long been frozen, but at this moment, her tender moans made her look even more charming.

As for her drunken jokes and sweet talk, they were naturally not sincere.

How could my husband abandon me?

After all these years...

She was originally a little village girl, but she was pretty. In her early years, she knew nothing about spiritual practice and could only stay at home and wait for her husband to come home.

When Zhao Qing was still a small servant, how could they have all these precious flying boats they have today?

At that time, her husband would exchange the precious spirit stones for gold and silver and buy her jewelry and new clothes.

Every day he would take double portions of porridge and food from the kitchen, bring them home and ask her to eat with him.

She would secretly try to refine pills and put the refined pills into her small box.

When the sect recruits new disciples, they will take her to watch the fun.

There was danger in the mountains, so he took her to the city to take shelter temporarily.

When her husband had a little more spiritual stones, he bought her the first spiritual ring in the family. At that time, she was not even a cultivator yet, so she could only wear it on her hand for admiration.

Before entering the alchemy hall, she had already prepared the Rejuvenating Pill for her...

He made perfume with her, dug cellars with her, read storybooks together in bed in winter, bought cosmetics and bracelets with her... and bought a warm little stove for her to hold.

When she arrives at Lanxian Town, she will be asked to make more friends and go to the county with Qin Lian to burn incense and stroll around more often.

I would take her to the county to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and often walk with her along the clear canal in the town...

Later, when her husband became a disciple of the Blood-Clothed Sect, he secretly brought the Camel Hump and Civet Lip Tea served at the Jingzhe Banquet back home so that she could also taste the delicacies from the mountains and the sea.

He would accompany her to Linglin Bookstore in the county town to choose new novels, and would make a special trip to Shengguang Pavilion in Songshanfang to take her to eat roast goose.

He would prepare various spiritual tools for her, bring her spiritual peaches from the Changshengfang, help her study sword techniques and essentials, and teach her how to practice...

If there was danger, he would keep her at home to protect her. If there was no danger, he would take her with him to the desert, to Qixia, to Liuli, to Lianyang, to the Sun family, to the imperial city...

Now the little errand boy has become a traveler around the world, and he takes her to visit the deep sea and the stars, to visit the Thousand Illusions Clouds where she has never been, to watch the fireworks and the moon, and to see the red sand and blood dome at the end of the world.

Not to mention an ancient sect’s Holy Son Order.

Even if her husband said he wanted to pick the stars from the sky for her, she would not feel perfunctory at all.

The husband accompanied Qinghuan on a solo trip and prepared a wedding banquet for Xiaoyi...

Ning'er would still laugh and make noise, but she didn't envy her.

Zhao Qing had already given all his tenderness and doting to her. If Ning'er were to tell him all about it, she would probably be so upset that her eyes would turn red...

Shuyue was drunk and her messy skirt was wet.

But she still resisted the urge to lick her husband, and struggled to break free from his embrace, tidying up her clothes, leaving the time after her husband got drunk to Ning'er.

He just leaned over the bed and laughed obsessively: "I'm going to find Xiaoyi and Sihe to see the scenery. Who would want to be with you guys so careless~"

Qinghuan's phoenix eyes swept over Ning'er, who was looking at her master with a silly smile, without lingering for long.

She placed the brewed hot tea on the bedside, knelt down lightly to take off the shoes, boots and socks of her master and Ning'er, covered them with a thin quilt, and then took Shuyue's arm to find Xiaoyi to see the scenery.

For a moment, the only sounds in the bedroom were the heavy breathing of Zhao Qing and Hong Ning.

Ning Mei, who used to be lively and active, now looked a little dull.

Zhao Qing hugged her delicate body tightly, turned sideways and pressed her in his arms to tease her.

She just endured it very awkwardly.

Still smiling drunkenly, he asked, "Are you really drunk?"

The smile in Zhao Qing's eyes was extremely red, but also a little hazy.

He held Ning Mei's hot cheeks and smiled gently, "If there is anything you want, your husband will go get it for you and fight for it for you."

"Yes, I have!"

Hong Ning immediately raised her head and looked back at him with a smile.

"Want to have a peaceful sleep?"

Zhao Qing's eyes fixed for a moment, then he turned to tease the woman's straight nose and red lips.

Hear this.

Ning Mei was obviously stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "How do you know?"

Zhao Qing: ? ?

How come I don’t know?

"We are in tune with each other, have you forgotten?"

"whispering sound!"

Ning Mei snorted disdainfully and smiled as she breathed out the smell of alcohol at Zhao Qing.

She also struggled to stretch her arms out from the man's arms, casually waved away the messy silk ribbon, and put her fair and slender arms into the man's clothes, hugging his strong shoulders and pressing her delicate body closer.

She didn't say anything, but her watery eyes kept blinking.

I don't know if he was thinking of some evil idea again, or if he was too drunk to speak.

After a long time, she chuckled and raised her hand to stroke Zhao Qing's eyes, then she rested her head in his arms and closed her eyes beautifully.

"You've never slept with Ning'er at home..."

"Sleep from sunset to dawn..."

"All he knows is bullying Ning'er on the spirit boat, drifting and swaying on the Lanjiang River..."

Zhao Qing smiled without saying anything, helped Ningmei tuck in the thin quilt, and hugged her to sleep.

It is really difficult for Ningmei to be alone at home in peace.

Even if Shuyue can practice with peace of mind, she will leave a chance for Ningmei.

Qinghuan couldn't help but go over to disturb them. Even if she had to serve her master and Ning'er in dual cultivation, the little medicine slave was happy to stay by their side.

"When I accompany you back to Ziyang County, we will stay in your boudoir all day long and not come out." Zhao Qing caressed the woman's forehead lovingly and comforted her softly.

"Don't~"

Ning Mei chuckled softly.

Then, under the influence of alcohol, she said flatteringly, "Xiaoyi mentioned Foxtail Powder the other day, but Ning'er has never used it."

"After I get home..."

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito, and she looked at Zhao Qing with a smile, waiting for his response.

"You want to try?"

Zhao Qing was not seduced by Ning Mei, and even his consciousness followed Qing Huan outside.

Because he accidentally touched the natal butterfly in the Niwan Palace...

The small purple-blue butterfly, which had been lying still with its wings folded, was now trembling slightly, swallowed by the surging divine consciousness, and gradually stretched out its delicate and nimble wings... It seemed to be a little intoxicated.

I don't know if it will have any impact on Qing Huan...

"I don't want to try~!"

Hong Ning didn't really want to seduce Zhao Qing.

She nestled in his arms obediently, closed her eyes, and said softly, "I just remembered that there is a Hehuan Sect in Qixia, so I want you to accompany Ning'er to take a look."

"Ok?"

Zhao Qing uttered a doubtful sound, full of confusion.

Ning Mei blushed and said with a soft drunken smile, "Look for some interesting things!"

"Do you remember the beast-taming balls and spirit-transforming stakes we saw in Xiuyuan Ghost Market?"

"The beast-controlling ball can be controlled by spiritual consciousness to help the monster recuperate."

"The Spiritual Transformation Stake and the Beast Taming Collar can also be used to discipline ignorant little beasts..."

Even though Hong Ning was very drunk, she could no longer speak after feeling Zhao Qing's hot breath and strong hands.

Her ears, hidden among her black hair, were already burning hot. She raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Qing with a dreamy smile: "Why are you looking at me~!"

"Beast Taming is the most common use~"

"You shouldn't be..."

She seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and closed her eyes in shame and indignation, hiding deep in the bed in shame: "Let's go home and talk about it~"

How could Zhao Qing wait until he got home after listening to Ning Mei's deliberately lewd words caused by alcohol?

She immediately stripped off the water skirt in her arms...

"Help Ning'er sober up first~Zhao Qing!"

Zhao Qing: "I have a good way to sober up."

……

……

The flying boat, moving like a stream of light, whizzed past under the blood dome.

A series of vast and ethereal transmission formations are right before our eyes.

Occasionally, blood boats would come and go nearby, all of them stopping in mid-air. After greeting the moving flying boat, they would continue on their way to the endless stars.

Si He's peach blossom eyes were smiling brightly. Although he was staring at the transmission formation belonging to Tianyaozhou, his mind had already followed Zhao Qing to deal with Ning Mei.

My aunt leaned comfortably on the edge of the flying boat and looked at the scenery.

Shuyue was sitting on the ground holding a cup of hot tea, obviously still a little drunk. Qinghuan was by her side, smiling and helping her massage her shoulders and neck to relax and sober up.

"The Golden Core Realm condenses the five energies. My husband has already broken through one realm, which saves us a lot of trouble."

"I see there's a Wandering Soul Pill at home, which might be helpful in giving birth to the Five Qi."

Even when Shuyue was drunk, she was still thinking about her husband's future practice.

Si He casually replied, "It's not very useful. The cultivation of the Five Qi depends on one's own understanding. The pills are just used as an introduction."

“Some cultivators have been in the Golden Core stage for hundreds of years and still haven’t been able to cultivate the five energies.”

"Some cultivators... as soon as they enter the Golden Core stage, the five energies emerge from their hearts."

My aunt's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and just as she was about to answer, she turned her attention to Qinghuan.

"A cultivator who hasn't even formed a core yet has already started thinking about the Nascent Soul stage. Only by traveling the world can one have such energy and leisure."

Shuyue was holding a cup of hot tea, still smiling and sighing softly, her words full of joy.

The huge flying boat broke into the complex and obscure formation, and the surrounding world changed in an instant.

After the discomfort caused by the shock of spiritual consciousness dissipated...

"Wow!"

There is a roc flying across the sky in front of me.

The sky is high, the clouds are light, and the wind is blowing like a drum. There are no cities in the vast rivers and mountains.

The mountains are towering and the rivers are surging.

All you can see are endless mountains and fields.

The majestic demonic energy covered the sky, and the roars of tigers and beasts resounded through the sky.

A fierce wind swept over, ruffling the woman's long black hair.

Shuyue's eyes lit up, and she stood up lightly with a cup of hot tea in her hand, looking carefully at this new world.

"what happened to you?"

The aunt stared at Qinghuan's slightly red neck and trembling eyelashes, and she had already discovered something was wrong.

Feeling the worry in Xiaoyi's words, Shuyue sobered up instantly, quickly put down the tea, squatted down and looked after Qinghuan.

Qinghuan was seen gritting her teeth at this moment, with beads of sweat oozing out from between her dark brows.

Her eyes were unfocused and she couldn't concentrate. Her lips were slightly opened and she was breathing softly, as if she was trying hard to endure something.

"Is it because he can't bear the evil spirit of Tianyaozhou?" Shuyue asked anxiously.

Si He chuckled and turned away, continuing to look at the mountains and rivers in the distance.

Qinghuan's delicate body trembled suddenly, and her slender snow-white feet were tensed tightly.

She knelt on one knee under her plain skirt, her arms supported by Shuyue and her aunt...

The whistling wind lifted her hair from her shoulders. Qing Huan raised her crimson neck high and panted slightly, "It's okay."

"Die'er is with her master, and she feels something strange..."

……

In the bedroom, Zhao Qing, who was holding Ning Mei in his arms and teaching her a lesson, couldn't help but have a strange look on his face.

The panel in front of my eyes flashed by.

【Gu Qinghuan】

【Life and Death Together】

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