Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Zhao Qing walked out of the cubicle slowly, with something on his mind.

The expected alchemist assessment did not occur, and the situation went unexpectedly smoothly.

A female cultivator's delicate voice came from beside him: "Guest Zhao? This is the spiritual engraving card that the shopkeeper asked me to give you."

Spiritual engraving card?

Zhao Qing lowered his head and took the blood-red token from the female cultivator.

There is not a single word on it, only a micro-carved coiled dragon.

Only by releasing spiritual power to touch it can you sense the extremely delicate spiritual power marks on it.

"The guest of Bloody Robe Tower, Zhao Qing."

The token was made of blood jade and felt icy cold to the touch. Zhao Qing suppressed his doubts and put it in his storage ring.

This Blood Robe Building is pretty trendy...the identity token actually looks like this.

"Master Zhao Dan, with this order, can enjoy the treatment of a guest official of the Blood Robe Tower. If any disaster occurs in the future, you can also take the flying boat of our Blood Robe Tower and leave early with other guests." Wan'er explained on the side.

Zhao Qing didn't stay on the second floor for long, and returned to the compartment with Wan'er.

Only after he had asked all the trivial matters about the guest official did he take out the Soul-Refining Pills that he needed to provide this month.

"Is it okay to sell these three Spirit-Refining Pills and these Qi-Gathering Pills in the building?"

Wan'er's attitude was much friendlier than before. She bowed her head slightly and said respectfully, "Of course. The Qi Gathering Pill is currently selling for one stone and eight spirit stones. Guest Zhao can come and get the spirit stones next time."

Zhao Qing was extremely grateful, as he almost lost sixty spirit stones.

He also gave all the treasure flower jade dew pills, the "Ziwu Sword Classic" and other miscellaneous items on him to Wan'er to sell on his behalf.

Finally, he expressed the doubts in his mind.

"Miss Wan'er, Senior Wu just told me...that there is a guest official from the Danxia Sect in our building?"

The female cultivator nodded slightly, her expression natural.

"Wan'er didn't tell you before to protect your privacy. Please forgive me. The person from Danxia Sect is now in the elegant pavilion on the second floor! Does Guest Zhao want to meet him and ask him about the Danxia Sect?"

……

After getting the specific location of the compartment, Zhao Qing went to the second floor alone without asking the female cultivator for guidance.

He already had a general understanding of the fellow disciple whom he had never met.

A disciple of the Danxia Sect, and the little fellow mentioned by the Foundation Establishment Alchemist...

Since it was a little fellow, he should be in the late stage of Qi Refining without a doubt. The alchemist did not specifically mention his alchemy, so he was not one of the senior brothers he had met in the Alchemy Hall.

But since he is a guest official, he must have some extraordinary qualities, whether it is formation or talismans, nothing more than this.

Since this senior brother has also joined the Blood Robe Building, perhaps he is in the same situation as me and is looking for a way out in advance...

It would be best if we could get some information about the sect. Even if not, we can share information with each other in the future so that we are not completely in the dark.

Zhao Qing calmed down and raised his hand to knock on the door.

dong dong dong.

The vermilion lacquered wooden door in front of him opened silently. As the wooden door was pulled open, Zhao Qing stood there in a daze.

The person in front of me... is not my senior brother.

To be precise, it should be my junior sister.

The woman was tall and slender, with curvaceous curves, draped in a red gauze gown woven from a large brocade pattern. Half of her body was hidden behind the door...

Zhou Xiaoyi raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes frosted, "What's the matter?"

The person in front of him was none other than the sect's most popular disciple this year.

Zhao Qing came back to his senses and said with a wry smile, "I'm Zhao Qing, a guest of the Blood Robe Tower. I'd like to ask you some questions about the Danxia Sect."

The woman was suspicious, but she nodded slightly and said with a sweet breath: "Please come in."

Zhao Qing paused and followed him into the elegant pavilion. This was a compartment reserved for guests in the Blood Robe Building. He also had one, but he had not seen it yet.

There was a very special fragrance in the compartment. Apart from a square table, there was only a neatly made bed.

Just as he was thinking about where to sit, a cold voice came to his ears again: "Take off your shoes."

?

Zhao Qing glanced around subconsciously.

Only then did I notice that the woman was standing barefoot, her arched feet were small and delicate, and her round toes were sparkling.

Her legs are slender, round, soft and white, and they are faintly visible under the veil.

For no apparent reason, his heart suddenly sank and skipped a beat.

After a quick glance, I saw a pair of short boots leaning against the door.

Are you a germaphobe?

Zhao Qing didn't think about it, took off his shoes and put them behind the door.

Then he followed Zhou Xiaoyi and sat on the floor on both sides of the table.

It was not until this moment that the woman's expression softened a little and she stopped being so stingy with her words.

"Guest Zhao? We've met before."

She thought for a moment and then said, "Xia Tian, ​​in front of the Bloody Clothes Building."

Zhao Qing suppressed his distracting thoughts, nodded slightly, and then directly explained his purpose.

"Guest Zhou, I'm here to inquire about the Danxia Sect's recent situation. Why haven't we seen any resistance from the Four Elephants Sect when they've surrounded the Danxia Sect?"

Zhou Xiaoyi stared at Zhao Qing silently, and the atmosphere in the room gradually became tense.

"No, you are a disciple of Danxia Sect, from Dancaofang. We have met more than once."

The cold voice of the woman in front of him made Zhao Qing feel a little depressed.

He thought for a moment and took back the initiative to speak.

"It was raining that day, and Fellow Daoist Zhou remembers it clearly; we did meet once. However, I am a handyman in the stove workshop, so I'm afraid you may have gotten it mixed up."

Zhou Xiaoyi didn't care and nodded directly, "Then it's a mix-up."

"How did Senior Brother Zhao become a guest official at the Blood Robe Tower?"

Senior Brother Zhao?

Zhao Qing felt bitter in his heart, because it was always the servants who called the outer disciples "brothers" and "sisters", never the other way around.

But this is indeed an exception. The person in front of me has the strength of the fourth level of Qi Refining and entered the sect later than me, so it is reasonable.

"I have made some achievements in the art of alchemy. Speaking of which, I just became a guest official today."

He didn't hesitate and told the truth directly.

In this kind of situation, the other party can just ask Wan'er and find out the truth. There is no need to hide it.

"Although the art of alchemy can only be taught after being promoted to the outer sect, Zhao has another opportunity, so I can be considered a step ahead."

The woman nodded slightly.

"Alchemy..."

She immediately took out the spirit wine and wine glass from the storage ring and placed them on the table.

"Excuse me, Senior Brother Zhao, Xiaoyi didn't prepare tea."

Zhao Qing shook his head indifferently and didn't touch the wine glass on the table.

"Regarding what I'm seeking, could you please explain it to me, Junior Sister?"

He had a feeling Zhou Xiaoyi was fully aware of the situation. If even his designated disciple didn't know what was happening, then he could pack up and run.

When he raised the same question again, a long silence fell in the Accord.

Zhou Xiaoyi looked down at the table, then looked up at the man in front of her, but didn't say a word.

Zhao Qing also looked at him shamelessly without any movement.

The fact that a direct disciple of the Danxia Sect appeared in the elegant pavilion on the second floor of the Xueyi Tower itself represents a lot of information.

He felt... this was the closest he had ever been to the truth.

As time went on, the chill in the compartment grew stronger.

After tea time.

Bang!

The window of the compartment was pushed open by the wind, and a few yellow fallen leaves flew in.

It fell on the neat bed, causing a few wrinkles.

The woman stood up, turned her back to close the window, poured two glasses of wine, and then sat down on the ground again.

"Senior Brother swore a blood oath, and Xiaoyi revealed the whole truth."

After receiving the response, Zhao Qing instantly regained his composure and asked, "What blood oath?"

"Before I return to the sect, you must not tell anyone about my whereabouts. If you break this oath, you will be punished by heaven and earth!"

Zhao Qing: ...

Your whereabouts? Who cares?

He originally thought that if the curse was too vicious, he would just refuse it directly, but what the hell does your whereabouts have to do with me, Zhao Qing?

"The guests and the shopkeeper in the building all know about Junior Sister's whereabouts, right?"

The woman said in a deep voice, "Brother Zhao, just swear an oath. Xiaoyi will make the rest of the decisions."