Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Gu Qinghuan looked at the smile of the man in front of her, and felt her soul shaken and filled with fear and doubt.

Even the fear she had just felt when facing the Halberd Shadow was forgotten by her.

Can't you use the essence and blood of others to cultivate yourself?

If Qingying has any thoughts in the future... all the Blood Robe disciples in the world will be her cauldrons! ?

Gu Qinghuan's eyes were blank, and for a moment she didn't know whether she should believe these words.

Besides, the master is already walking in blood...

She tried to calm herself down and suppress all her surprise.

Whether it is true or not, I will wait until I get home and then slowly tell my master about it.

at the same time.

Gu Qinghuan had another thought in his mind.

Perhaps, I should ask this strange master more about his opinion?

"What did you just...cut off?"

Chi Zun chuckled and shook his head: "I'm not afraid."

"It only wiped out the Dao rhyme in the dragon blood. It won't affect your cultivation in this world. This technique is quite good. You can continue to use it."

Hearing this, a clever smile flashed in Qinghuan's eyes.

Thinking about the survival of her family, her mind seemed to be more active than before.

She immediately stopped meditating, stood up, picked up another stone cup on the long table, and handed it to the man with a smile.

"Master, do you think that the Blood Robe Tower Master...will affect the cultivation of the Blood Robe disciples in the future?"

Chi Zun scrutinized Gu Qinghuan's posture, and the smile on his face widened a little, as if he enjoyed it very much.

He took the teacup and paced casually.

After a moment's hesitation, he whispered, "Not entirely. After all, dragon blood is very beneficial to this technique..."

He turned back and looked at Gu Qinghuan, chuckling softly, "Besides, didn't you say that he was an immortal? How can you guess what an immortal is thinking?"

Qinghuan held her breath at this moment, thinking about the other person's words word by word.

Then he asked gently, "I only heard it from hearsay. Do you think... this immortal's story is just a rumor?"

Chi Zun paused and just stared at Gu Qinghuan silently.

After a long time, he laughed out loud and drank the tea in the cup.

"You evil disciple, why weren't you so clever before?"

In response, Gu Qinghuan remained silent.

Seeing that she remained silent, Chi Zun returned to his infatuated and cold look. He could only sigh and shake his head helplessly, saying, "I don't know either."

"It's just a random guess."

"Just go your own way. Why do you care about the affairs of those landlords?"

Qing Huan seemed to have listened carefully to Master's admonition...

Then he said with a relaxed smile: "I think with Master's cultivation, he has already stood at the pinnacle of the immortal path."

"His knowledge is naturally far greater than Qing Huan's..."

Chi Zun immediately shook his head.

To sum it up in one sentence: "My teacher has passed away along with the heaven and earth, so how can I understand the world today?"

He paused for a moment, then sighed, "This beheading is only for your future freedom."

Qing Huan nodded silently upon hearing this, and then thought of her master and Xiao Yi, Shu Yue, and Ning Er, all of whom had refined the inherited essence and blood...

She wanted to speak out and ask the other party to help her family gain freedom.

But I was full of hesitation, feeling that the other person's words were confusing and difficult to understand.

What's more, the master is walking in blood-stained clothes, I'm afraid something might go wrong...

Qinghuan finally decided not to say any more for now.

Just wait until there is no one around and tell these things to the master and Si He.

The man chuckled and raised his eyes, then asked casually, "Don't you want to ask for freedom for your master?"

Gu Qinghuan slowly shook his head and remained silent.

If it is really as Chi Zun said, the inherited essence and blood will affect the practice of the Blood-Clothed disciples, then she will naturally beg the other party.

But right now... she couldn't judge whether this strange man was right or wrong.

After all, compared to this person, she is more familiar with Qingying.

Si He is still sealed in Shouyun Mountain... The master has just become a walking...

There are so many things to consider, and we must not act rashly.

Chi Zun looked at Gu Qinghuan with a smile in his eyes, and whispered doubtfully: "Disciple, don't you believe in your master?"

Of course Qinghuan wouldn't believe everything he said.

After all, he was a person who lived tens of thousands of years ago.

It’s been less than two incense sticks since I entered this place...

She smiled lightly and said, "Qing Huan will not make any decisions for the master."

Seeing her smile like this.

Chi Zun felt like he had a breath stuck in his heart, and he really wanted to drive this evil creature out.

He turned away from mentioning it.

Behind him, a halberd-shaped figure appeared again: "Your bloodline is still closely related to it, Master..."

"do not want!"

Qinghuan was suddenly startled and his face turned pale instantly.

"Ok?"

The man uttered a doubtful sound, and the halberd shadow that was gathering behind him also paused.

He chuckled and said, "Once you shed this bloodline body, you might be able to go even further."

"No... Master."

Gu Qinghuan showed a pleading look, and even her mysterious eyes became dim.

This bloodline represents the hard work of the master for her.

How could I allow a stranger to strip it off?

Chi Zun's expression slightly changed, and he whispered to himself: "If so, you still have the possibility of becoming the furnace cauldron of the building owner."

"I will remove the blood from this body, and I will give you an even more flawless golden body."

Gu Qinghuan took a few steps back and forth, and within a few steps he was near the tightly closed purple-gold palace door.

She just felt her heart was tangled together.

He whispered bitterly, "Qing Huan only needs this bloodline, and I will be content."

The man frowned.

He stared quietly into the woman's determined eyes.

After a long silence, he suddenly laughed and said, "I understand."

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have made the decision on my own."

"That's it—"

He looked back at the jade chair where the two of them had just sat, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

The jade chair turned into a broken mirror again, and the fragments scattered on the ground slowly floated up... and were put together again.

The magical Heart-Slaying Mirror is now covered with cracks.

Qinghuan's pale face was reflected in it, and seemed to be torn into pieces.

"Not afraid."

Chi Zun chuckled and whispered, and with a casual wave of his sleeves, the light of his heart mirror shone brightly!

One after another, illusory figures broke out of the mirror, but they only stayed for a moment before disappearing like smoke.

Complex figures were flying around in disorder.

Someone looked at Gu Qinghuan with fierceness and hatred.

Some people looked confused, but when they looked at Chizun, they showed respect, as if they wanted to say something, but it soon disappeared.

Some people laughed out loud, with an extraordinary demeanor, as if they were kings who had returned to the world.

These are all the evil thoughts left in the Heart-Slaying Mirror by the former geniuses of the demon race.

Only a faint golden light floats...

She transformed into a woman with a tough look on her face, her figure was illusory, but she seemed to be able to break through all constraints and obstacles.

Qinghuan looked at the figure that looked exactly like herself.

It was as if I was back in that fantasy world again.

"Since there is no such thing as inner demons in your current practice, I will return this thought to you."

Chi Zun waved his sleeves, and the figure that looked exactly like Gu Qinghuan instantly merged into her brows.

Qinghuan's expression was trembling, and he tried to find out if he really had something extra, but he felt nothing.

She couldn't believe it...

Is there such a mysterious method in the world that can strip away people's thoughts and easily return them to them...?

This was beyond her comprehension. Even if Si He were here, he would find it unbelievable.

And...this Chizun had died a long time ago.

So what kind of cultivation did he have during his lifetime?

"This is how you entered the palace. Are you satisfied?" The man whispered softly, seeming to express regret.

But Gu Qinghuan didn't feel the slightest joy.

Facing this demon lord with unpredictable methods, she felt that her will could be affected at any time.

"Gu Qinghuan... Thank you Master for your help." She bowed respectfully.

The fact that the other party did not cut off her bloodline was already a great favor.

The man smiled and shook his head.

He sighed softly, "If I were to sever your bloodline and rebuild your Dao heart and demonic thoughts for you, the method I would pass on to you would not be inferior to the so-called Yujing inheritance."

Wouldn’t it be weaker than the Yujing inheritance?

After hearing this, Qinghuan did not feel any greed, but felt very fortunate instead.

Although she has become so cold now, it is all the result of her master's hard work.

But if the other party really did it, what would she become... She didn't even dare to think about it.

After all, the other party's methods can even affect people's will.

"If this master is willing, I can even found a vast immortal sect, on par with Yujing Xingque, and become the eighteenth sect master."

"And you, Gu Qinghuan, are the current world traveler."

"It is different from any other lineage of the Seventeenth Floor of Yujing."

"Don't you want it?"

Qing Huan: ...

She was a little shocked at first.

But now, I feel that the words of this Chizun are more and more foolish.

A person who couldn't even tell what Yujing Xingque was... actually directly asked to become the one walking around the world?

"You don't believe in your master after all." Chi Zun turned around and stopped looking at her, and said with a smile and sigh.

Qinghuan bowed happily.

Chi Cheng said, "This junior has just met you here for the first time. I know nothing about you, so how can I trust you completely?"

"Even if Master has a secret method to pass down that can lead to instant immortality..."

"But if Qing Huan's mind is influenced, Qing Huan will not be able to bear such an incredible opportunity."

Chi Zun slowly shook his head and sighed to himself: "The scroll on the table is the original inheritance. You can take it away."

Qinghuan immediately bowed respectfully.

Then he walked towards the long table and held the mysterious animal skin scripture tightly.

Just by doing this, she could already feel that the blood and spirit around her body had undergone subtle changes.

"Why bother coming here..."

"Even if you act with paranoia, if you don't restrain the demons in your heart, you will never achieve enlightenment in this life."

"How about I help you bind your inner demon?"

Upon hearing this, Qinghuan instantly became a little panicked again.

She didn't quite understand why this strange master always wanted to change her thoughts and ideas?

Gu Qinghuan thought for a moment, then raised his dim golden eyes and looked at the man's back.

He whispered, "Qing Huan has been practicing till now, and I have never heard of any inner demons."

"Even those elders with profound cultivation have never mentioned this matter."

Chi Zun chuckled disdainfully: "I don't seek the heart, I only seek the law, which is just a cage."

"You had the opportunity to enter this palace, but you failed to restrain your inner demon. Isn't this a waste of your master's efforts?"

Wasting the master's efforts?

Qing Huan knew clearly in her heart that what she wanted was the inheritance in this palace...

It is never about allowing others to change your will.

"Qing Huan's life is already decided. I would like to ask Master - what will happen if the inner demon is unrestrained?"

Chi Zun was silent for a few breaths.

Then he warned in a deep voice: "If you allow your inner demons to grow stronger, you will not only lose the ability to pursue the great Dao, but you will also find it difficult to cultivate peacefully."

"The path to immortality is long, but you are tormented by the emotions of master and servant."

"One day, this will kill you."

Qinghuan was delighted when she heard this.

"If this is really possible, I will be happy and have no regrets."

As her firm voice fell, there was no more sound in the empty dome.

Three breaths later, the purple-gold palace door opened silently, and the cold afterglow of the setting sun shone into the room.

The master that I miss so much.

The five most familiar figures.

They all stood outside the hall with concern, waiting for her to go out.

Just a glance at each other, and all the worries and hesitations turned into smiles...

"Owner."

Qinghuan called out softly.

Then he clenched the scripture in his hand and bowed respectfully to the increasingly blurry figure.

"Junior Gu Qinghuan, bids farewell to...Master."

Chi Zun slowly turned around, looked up at the man and three women outside the hall, smiled helplessly and shook his head.

He took another look... The puppet body accompanying the four people did not show any strange color.

Gu Qinghuan's figure has already walked out of the hall.

The setting sun cast a hazy afterglow like rouge, reflecting the flawless plain dress and the lightly flying hair.

Chi Zun laughed out loud for no reason, and walked casually into the light and shadow of the sunset.

His laughter is still as clear as ever.

It seemed as if he felt sorry for Gu Qinghuan's foolish decision, and also seemed to admire her inner demon that had become a Taoist thought.

Outside the main hall, four other people also approached from the jade boat.

With just one glance, he knew that three of them were the walkers Qinghuan mentioned.

Chi Zun silently examined those surprised and suspicious looks.

Finally, I sighed with regret.

"Fool..."

"Without a ruler and a piece of wood, a dragon cannot ascend to heaven."

"I think this pair of rulers and wood from my teacher will protect you for a lifetime of peace and happiness."

In the setting sun, the man's figure became increasingly hazy.

The two dragon spears hanging at the end of the palace suddenly flew up and followed Gu Qinghuan from afar.

Gu Qinghuan paused and looked back in confusion.

I only saw——

The two red dragon spears with a cold glow, the delicate and intricate patterns on them were changing rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the vast pressure was gone.

Then the edge continued to converge and turned into two deep dragon horns like sacred trees.

The dragon horns continued to change... losing all their demonic aura and majesty, and became two exquisite wooden blocks that looked like flawless white jade.

When the two pieces of wood fell between Qinghuan's hair, only two seeds with powerful Taoist aura remained.

Gu Qinghuan hurriedly took the two seeds with his spiritual sense.

Before she could even thank the strange senior.

His figure disappeared like the wind, as if melting into... the desolate sunset.

What is a ruler and wood? Qinghuan doesn’t know.

Qinghuan didn't know why the halberd soldiers turned into dragon horns.

But she knew one thing, which she had heard Nangong Yao mention before—

Chilong...doesn't have horns.

"Master?"

Gu Qinghuan called out softly.

There was no response from heaven or earth.

Even the wind lost its sound.

Only at the end of the sunset glow... a faint mist was still rising from the stone cup that she had not drunk from.

Like a dream.