Beauty helps me achieve immortality

The sun and the moon jump like balls, and time flies like a rabbit.

The spring breeze blows.

Another year of Jingzhe is approaching.

On Shouyun Mountain, peach blossoms are blooming all over the mountain, contrasting with the lush green weeping willows. The warm sun casts mottled light and shadows...it's all a beautiful spring scene.

Between the peach and willow trees in the spring forest.

The tall and straight girl, wearing tight clothes and holding a wooden sword in her arms, lay on the back of the deer in a daze.

The Sika deer is just the most common deer, leaping lightly in the mountains and fields.

But Liu Pan is no longer the dirty little girl she used to be.

At the age of eighteen, she has already reached the late stage of Qi training.

This kind of cultivation talent is rare even in the entire Chu State...

Not to mention her status in Siyou Sect.

Although she has no real title, she is truly the eldest sister. Whenever there are any matters, big or small, in the sect, she can occasionally come forward and make some decisions.

Moreover, she is also an extremely rare Qi training realm disciple of Yujing in the history of the Chu State.

Together with Murong Wan'er, Shen Mo and his wife, and Senior Brother Liu, he guarded the Blood Robe Tower in Siyou City.

Siyou City has some of the scale of a large state... The three realms of Qi training, foundation building, and golden elixir are stationed in the same town and one block.

However, after becoming a disciple of the Blood-Clothed Sect, Liu Pan also learned a lot of old things.

For example, the little monk who had teased her outside the gate of Changshengjian Mountain was a monk from the Yujing Yunhai lineage.

For example, Elder Luo Xianning was originally a disciple of the Nine Swords, and had fought with Zhao Qing more than ten years ago.

For example, Senior Sun Liancheng, who was very kind to her, was originally from the Songshan Sun family. He came to Lanxian Town to practice only because of the arrangement of the Chu State Huanyu Pavilion.

Moreover... two years ago, in the turmoil between the Sun and Zheng families, Senior Sun had already passed away.

The deer walked slowly to the bank of the clear canal and lowered its head to drink water.

The girl suddenly realized something, turned over and jumped off the deer's body, leaning quietly under the willow shadow in a daze.

Her heart is as clear as a mirror.

Sister Qinghuan must have known about these things, but she didn't tell her back then.

Shopkeeper Zeng had practiced in Songshanfang in the past, and he might have known about these things, but he also never mentioned anything.

Is it because Zhao Qing was afraid that he would be sad, so he intentionally reminded Sister Nian Ke?

When he thought of this, a hint of warmth appeared in Liu Pan's heart, which was full of grief and confusion.

About the man whom she had admired since she was six or seven years old.

She didn't actually have too many unreasonable thoughts...

I just wanted to be alone with him and talk about my feelings over the years.

If possible, I would be content with a gentle embrace.

What if Zhao Qing sees that I’m still in good shape and wants to take my body... ?

The girl's chest heaved and she sighed softly.

Instead, he began to plan when to return to Lanxian Town.

Then, along with the disciples who had made donations to Songshan, they went to Songshanfang and settled there for a while...

Liu Pan held the wooden sword and slowly closed her almond-shaped eyes. Her delicate and graceful figure seemed a little lonely among the mountains.

At some point, two communication jades on her body began to emit spiritual energy.

The girl's expression froze, and she immediately took it out to examine it carefully.

One was a message from Sister Yi Han, and naturally it was about the sect's affairs.

"Among the disciples recruited by Tianshui County, there is a mortal woman with extraordinary talent and top-grade wood spiritual roots!"

"The surname Nangong, no clan or hometown, twenty years old, only at the Xiantian realm."

"Deacon Wang handed over the Ninth Courtyard at the foot of Shouyun Mountain to her for temporary retreat and cultivation..."

Wood Spirit Root...

Excellent!

Liu Pan's almond-shaped eyes trembled slightly. She had also followed to test the disciples' qualifications.

Knowing that those with top-grade spiritual roots are truly chosen by heaven, there may not be many of them in the entire Yongning Province!

Courtyard No. 9, Jiazi...

Elder Luo should have gone to check...

She suppressed her thoughts for the moment and turned to check another communication jade.

This is the news from Sister Qinghuan.

"There will be a banquet at Jiuhua Peak during the Waking of Insects. If you have some free time, would you like to go with me to enjoy the spring?"

It was just the most common invitation among monks to travel together.

However, the girl seemed quite interested. She knew very well that Sister Qinghuan seldom went out for a walk, let alone invited her to go with her... This was the first time.

"Pan'er is free, Pan'er will prepare for the next two days."

After Liu Pan replied, he couldn't help but think of the disciple with the top-grade wood spiritual root.

She stood still for a moment to think about it, and decided to tell Sister Qinghuan about this matter, so as to prevent the female cultivator with excellent qualifications from being deceived and abducted by Elder Luo and Elder Li.

Although she is young, her brain is very clever. Elder Luo is the direct disciple of the Changsheng Sword... What if she kidnaps someone back to the Changsheng Sword?!

"The sect has accepted a new female disciple, who has top-grade wood spiritual roots..."

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Peach and Willow Palace Garden.

In the quiet bedroom.

The vast spiritual energy circulated unsteadily and gathered towards Gu Qinghuan.

Qinghuan meditated quietly, her phoenix eyes slightly closed as she practiced the Baiyu lineage's skills.

A brilliant butterfly silhouette slowly emerged from between her eyebrows, carrying with it a concentrated consciousness and a vast spiritual energy...

The spiritual energy contained in it gradually changed and turned into spiritual power that only foundation-building cultivators could use.

Xiaodie was also constantly transforming, and there was a hint of frightening pressure spreading through her.

Qinghuan's curved eyelashes trembled slightly, and a smile appeared on her gentle face.

While building the foundation, he did not forget to control Xiaodie to integrate into the master's Niwan.

Zhao Qing naturally stayed by her side, but at this moment he stopped teasing Qing Huan's Xiao Die. He just silently watched the pressure brewing in his Ni Wan...

He smiled and stroked the woman's cascading black hair, gently admonishing her, "Be more careful."

"It's okay." Si He smiled lightly. She was hiding in the quilt and flipping through Shu Yue's storybook.

"Bai Yu's overall cultivation method is itself a kind of witchcraft magic."

"She has successfully established her foundation."

Zhao Qing nodded slightly, not at all surprised.

But feeling the spiritual energy constantly gathering on Xiaodie, he was still a little worried that something might go wrong in Qinghuan's practice.

Bai Yu replaced his Dantian, Dao base, and Golden Elixir with his natal Gu butterfly.

It's a very strange way of practicing by using Gu as a substitute for cultivation.

When Qinghuan was building his foundation, he would not be able to condense his Taoist foundation, and there was no such thing as Zizhu building his foundation for a hundred days.

As for the quality of spiritual energy she could call upon after establishing her foundation, it was related to the Gu butterfly itself, and her colorful little butterfly was no different from the Bone Girl, having already metamorphosed to its fullest potential.

Hong Ning smiled and soaked her naked body in the misty bathtub.

He took advantage of his free time to absorb the essence of the Blood Robe lineage's soup, and held the communication jade in his hand, constantly communicating and chatting with his senior sister.

Qinghuan didn't need her help in breaking through the realm and building the foundation.

With the natal butterfly that is exactly the same as the Bone Fairy, Qinghuan's return to Zhuji is a natural thing.

not to mention……

Hong Ning's expression froze, and she suddenly raised her eyes, following Shuyue and her aunt's gaze to look at Qinghuan.

I felt a cold and overwhelming pressure coming towards me, and that strange dark golden pupil... came into view again.

Gu Qinghuan's long black hair danced wildly, and demonic energy surged around her.

When the colorful little butterfly sank back into her dantian, two extremely agile horn-shaped phantoms flashed between her hair!

It seemed that after she established her foundation, the two wooden Dao seeds also underwent some changes driven by the dragon bloodline.

Zhao Qing watched silently from the side, his expression looking somewhat solemn.

When the shadow of the dragon horn appeared just now, he actually felt a little strange.

When the dragon bloodline could not be suppressed, Qing Huan appeared somewhat cold and majestic.

Coupled with those indifferent and dark golden eyes, and the shadow of dragon horns lingering between her hair... it seemed as if Qinghuan had really become a dragon girl who had descended from the nine heavens!

Bewitching yet absolutely beautiful, dignified and flawless... but also imbued with a sacred aura that no one could desecrate.

"Maybe the little hoof can really grow a steering wheel in the future." Si He watched Qing Huan's practice, and did not forget to complain to Zhao Qing through telepathy.

Zhao Qing: ...

Seeing Qing Huan as such a stranger, there was still a bit of solemnity in his eyes, but Si He's words "steering wheel..." made his emotions inconsistent.

He was instinctively somewhat resistant to the idea that Qinghuan could grow horns on her head.

Although Si He also has horns, Si He himself is a monster, so this is normal.

But Qinghuan is a human being!

"Owner."

A gentle whisper was heard, and the dark golden color in the woman's eyes gradually faded, turning into a pool of rippling spring water again.

"This seed should be constantly nurtured with blood."

“Now it seems to have a little more charm than when I first got it.”

Zhao Qing chuckled and nodded, then he embraced the woman's delicate body and let her slender waist rest on his legs, revealing her soft and graceful figure.

"Just figure it out on your own. You can slowly experiment with it later and refine it into a weapon."

Zhao Qing slowly expressed his views.

Although he didn't know what a ruler was, he was familiar with Taoist soldiers.

The Tai'a Seal itself also has no entity, but it can be used to guard the life palace, to carry the incense of Siyou, and can also be used as a weapon.

Si He added, "Each Taoist weapon has a different effect, so you can only figure it out on your own."

Qing Huan lay on her back in her master's arms, looking at him with a smile, and whispered softly, "Qing Huan understands."

"It's just like the mind-slashing state, and its effect is completely different from the Tai'a Seal."

Qinghuan rebuilt her foundation, and Shuyue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

We have come a long way over the years.

Only the matter of Qinghuan always lingers in my husband's mind.

Although he seldom said anything, whenever he was lost in thought, he would still feel somewhat lonely without realizing it.

Shuyue rested her head on her aunt's slender legs, looking up and meeting her eyes...

The two of them smiled knowingly, as if some unspeakable pain had disappeared with the wind.

Si He used his soul to slightly sense Qing Huan's state.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he turned around and said with a smile: "Then I will go into seclusion for the next two days. After I cultivate an incarnation, it will be convenient for me to go anywhere."

The aunt looked at the girl leaning against the bed with a puzzled look: "How long will it take?"

Si He played with the spirit jade in his hand, which was related to the split soul incarnation, and replied casually: "Three to five days will be enough."

"But there is another key issue right now..."

She lightly turned over and got off the bed, and while strolling casually, she looked at Zhao Qing, her expression seemed a little frivolous, and her eyes were full of playful smiles.

"The incarnation has no cultivation and cannot change its form at will."

"How about this fragment of my soul... condensing into the form of a little fox?"

Zhao Qing: ? ?

It definitely won't work if Ning becomes a little fox.

Then how can I sleep with you! ?

Shuyue's bright eyes were filled with joy, and she praised from the side: "Hello, little fox, we will take turns holding you when we go out."

Hong Ning also leaned over the edge of the tub with a smile on her face. A small pool of water rippled gently between her graceful and enchanting collarbones, just like her eyes filled with mischief at the moment: "Ning'er has always felt..."