Beauty helps me achieve immortality

In the empty dome.

Qinghuan stared in amazement...the woman who had stopped him several times had now disappeared without a trace.

She knew in her heart that the other person would never appear again.

She actually felt a bit sad, especially when she saw the Dragon Lord's gentle smile.

He was...

What will be the ending for me and my master?

"Xin'er is already dead, leaving only a trace of Taoism." The man chuckled and whispered, casually pushing the teacup towards Gu Qinghuan.

Qing Huan's expression changed slightly: "She is..."

"My Taoist companion."

The Dragon Lord seemed particularly free and easy as he smiled and spoke.

Seeing this, Gu Qinghuan was surprised to find that the Dragon Lord's smile had a touch of ease, and his heart was filled with disappointment.

At this moment, the man raised his eyes and looked at Gu Qinghuan.

He did not ask her why a human being could possess such a strong dragon bloodline.

He also didn't care about her weak cultivation and paranoid evil thoughts.

He just chuckled and suggested, "Just tell me some stories?"

Qing Huan's cold golden eyes dimmed slightly, and he whispered doubtfully, "What does the Dragon Lord want to hear?"

The man stood up and paced casually, then picked up the animal hide book on the table and flipped through it. "Your paranoia?"

"Husband of the family, that's all."

The Dragon Lord smiled doubtfully and said, "Oh?"

"Then tell me about your past?"

Gu Qinghuan immediately fell into a long silence.

In her life, she only spoke of her past in full to one person.

That was in Dan Hall's Dan Room No. 80, and she described it clearly and distinctly.

But now, whenever she thinks about it... her acquaintance and friendship with her master back then has become the thing she regrets most in her dreams at midnight.

Seeing that she remained silent, the man did not ask any further questions.

Instead, he casually tossed the book onto the table, pulled over another jade chair, and leaned back, smiling as he asked, "Xin'er mentioned that the people traveling with you seem quite extraordinary."

"My husband and several sisters at home, as well as three other outstanding people and a senior sister."

Qing Huan didn't know how to explain to him the meaning of traveling around the world, so she just called him a hero.

"Junjie." The Dragon Lord repeated with a chuckle.

"Xin'er also said that the time now... is nearly 40,000 years away from the end of heaven and earth."

"Then tell me about the world now?"

The world now...

Qinghuan had a strange feeling in her heart.

The Chilong Demon Lord was clearly right in front of him, yet it seemed as if he was communicating with him across endless time.

"you?"

"He's dead." The man chuckled nonchalantly.

He looked up at the two dragon spears on the wall and casually asked, "Can you use a gun?"

Qinghuan seemed to still be immersed in the Heart-Slaying Mirror just now and had not fully come back to his senses.

Even his thoughts and eyes seemed somewhat slow and dull...

She just felt that this Dragon Lord seemed to have endless questions to ask.

But you don't need your own answer.

He just wanted to ask...that's all?

The man's clear laughter seemed to have a strange rhythm.

Qing Huan had no time to react, and subconsciously asked, "So you are a remnant soul now?"

"How about telling me about your husband?"

Gu Qinghuan: ...

She was silent for a moment, and finally whispered softly, "Let me tell you about the world today."

"You can call me Chi, or you can call me Chi Zun."

"The one just now was called Ke, but she calls herself Xin'er in front of me."

Qinghuan's intuition was correct, the Dragon Lord in front of him was indeed a little strange.

He seemed to have been silent for too long.

I like asking others questions, and I ask a lot of questions at a time. I don’t need to wait for the answer and then start talking about something else.

...It was as if a person had just found his sanity, and his words were filled with an incomprehensible vagueness and abnormality.

Qinghuan remained silent for the time being, somewhat unable to adapt to the other person's mumbling.

Moreover, her dim golden eyes would occasionally sweep across the animal skin book on the table, the strangely shaped teapot, and... the two dragon halberds hanging on the wall.

She was thinking about the treasures and inheritance of the Dragon Lord...

The master brought me to the Pantheon to help me find opportunities.

Whether for her master or for herself, she definitely cannot leave here empty-handed.

"I am a Chilong, so I am called Chi in the Demon Court."

"Ke is a Ke Jiao, so it's convenient to call her Ke in the demon court."

"Oh, by the way, where does your blood come from?"

The man kept muttering to himself, and only at this moment did he remember to ask where Qinghuan's human bloodline came from.

Qinghuan suddenly came back to her senses.

Thinking of Qingying, she didn't know how to tell this demon lord who lived nearly 40,000 years ago.

But I just listened to the other party's self-introduction.

She felt a sense of guilt for no reason, but it only lasted for a moment and she ignored it and suppressed it deep in her heart.

The junior sister who lived in the same room with her at that time also called herself Qingqing, and she often called her Qingqing.

Maybe this has something to do with the fact that she is a blue dragon.

Qing Huan thought for a moment and then slowly said, "If you want to talk about this, let me first explain the current world to you, Senior."

"Ok?"

"What relationship does your bloodline have to the current world?"

Chi Zun asked with a chuckle, and casually pushed the stone cup towards Qinghuan.

Qing Huan's eyes flashed with hesitation. She didn't want to touch the hot tea. After all, it was tens of thousands of years old...

But when I think about it, I want their inheritance and their treasures...

"Xin'er's favorite little lamp."

Qing Huan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a hint of gratitude: "Thank you, senior."

She held the stone cup in both hands but did not drink the tea.

Instead, he quietly sorted out his thoughts, choosing the right words to convey to this Chi Zun...

"I, the younger generation, don't quite understand the matter of the annihilation of heaven and earth."

"After the annihilation of heaven and earth, all the immortal sects in the world were ruined and disappeared. There was no longer a single cultivator in the endless states under heaven."

Hearing this, Chi Zun couldn't help but sigh slightly.

He casually replied, "They're all dead..."

Qinghuan's mind moved slightly, and at this moment she thought of Shen Su's strange existence. However, she had not seen the residual soul, and did not understand whether it was alive or dead... She only heard what her master said at home.

She recalled carefully what Kong Yang had said about the origin of Yujing when he was a guest at her home.

"At that time, seventeen immortals from the immortal world descended upon the mortal world and created the Twelve Towers of Jade Capital and the Five Cities of Star Palace, hoping to..."

"oh!?"

"Fairy world?"

"Immortal?" Chi Zun chuckled in surprise, interrupting Qinghuan's narration.

Qinghuan nodded silently.

Although I don't know what realm the other party was at that time, he should have been at the pinnacle of the immortal path.

"Qing Huan's knowledge is limited, and he only heard it from hearsay, but what's wrong with that?"

Chi Zun shook his head slightly, then casually picked up the animal skin volume and flipped through it, sighing softly, "It's just a little unexpected."

"What level of cultivation does an immortal possess? What realm is he in? It's hard to fathom... it's unimaginable."

He sighed softly, then smiled with a carefree and relaxed expression, "How wonderful it would be if an immortal were to descend into the world before the end of the world."

Qinghuan was just an ordinary woman, so she could only listen quietly to the other person's feelings and was completely unable to empathize with them.

"And then?" Chi Zun asked again.

Qinghuan continued to relay the news from her memory.

"Among the seventeen immortals, five are stationed in the four corners of the sky and the heart of Zhongzhou, guarding the vast world. They are called the Five Cities of Star Palaces."

"These should be related to the realm after the transformation of the spirit. My cultivation is shallow and I am unable to know too much."

"There were also twelve immortals who created the world's current...supreme path of cultivation, known as the Twelve Towers of Jade Capital."

"The Twelve Towers of Yujing." Chizun repeated softly to himself, his eyes lingering on the volume in his hand and he nodded slightly.

Qinghuan paused for a moment, and seeing that he didn't say much, she continued her story.

"The twelve towers of Jade Capital each teach different cultivation methods, and they complement each other in a mysterious way."

"There's the Nanxian Tower, which specializes in talismans, the Yunhai Tower, which specializes in illusions, and the Fenghuang Tower, which specializes in demon cultivation..."

"Are you a disciple of Fenghuang Tower?" Chi Zun asked with a smile.

Qing Huan stared at him, thinking secretly, and then whispered, "I am a disciple of the Blood Robe Tower, practicing the art of attacking with Qi and blood."

"The bloodline in my body... also comes from the Blood Robe Tower Master."

The man chuckled and raised his eyebrows, then said thoughtfully, "So, the owner of the Blood Robe Tower is a dragon."

Qinghuan nodded slightly and placed the unused teacup back on the long table.

She looked towards Chi Zun and spoke slowly, "This is the world we live in today. This is where my bloodline comes from."

Chi Zun also put down the scroll in his hand, looked back at Gu Qinghuan and said with a casual smile: "I understand."

"These twelve sects, plus the so-called five cities, now there are a total of seventeen sects in the world."

Hearing this, Qinghuan fell silent.

Putting it this way...it always seems like something is missing.

How is it possible that there are only seventeen sects in the world today?

She added thoughtfully, "The twelve towers and five cities share a common affiliation."

"I see." The man replied casually.

Then he smiled again: "That means seventeen sects came together."

"It doesn't seem right..."

He rejected his own conclusion.

He chuckled and said, "Seventeen immortals came together to create these seventeen sects. This should be correct."

Qinghuan thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that Yujing Xingque was indeed like that.

When she faced Chi Zun at this moment, she felt as if she was facing a foolish old man and a baby.

It’s really... the other party’s cognition is too different from the current world.

Chi Zun's thoughts wandered, and he chuckled and asked, "Are the heroes you just mentioned the direct disciples of these sects?"

Direct descendant?

Qing Huan found it difficult to explain these complicated things. She nodded slightly and replied, "It's called walking."

"What about your husband?"

"My husband is one of them, a walker in the Bloody Robe Building."

Chi Zun stood up and paced slowly, examining the broken mirror on the ground with great interest. "Why has your husband become a demon in your heart?"

Qinghuan was speechless for a moment.

She had never felt that her evil thoughts were the master.

Even in today's cultivation world... there is no such thing as inner demons.

Unconsciously, Qing Huan revealed a cold smile. She whispered back, "Didn't the senior just say..."

"When a thought reaches its limit, can the inner demon become the Great Dao?"

Hearing this, Chi Zun raised an eyebrow and looked back at the woman, chuckling nonchalantly and saying, "I'm just curious, this has nothing to do with cultivation."

Qinghuan stared at the smiling eyes of the Chizun and was speechless.

She also smiled and replied: "Love it to the bone."

"Since you have lived your life with paranoia, you should face the demons in your heart."