Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Another year of Jingzhe is here.

The spring thunder begins to sound and all things come back to life.

However, Yongning’s Jingzhe Banquet was no longer held in the Liao Kingdom, but at the first peak outside Jiuhua in the Chu Kingdom.

Moreover, this year's Jingzhe Banquet was obviously very different from previous ones.

In addition to the gathering of disciples from the Blood Robe lineage...

In addition, many Yujing disciples from Yongning Prefecture came, and even a few mortal cultivators from the major clans of the Chu State came.

Firstly, this was the first year that the Blood God Peak had landed in Jiuhua, and all the resources of the various clans and tribes in the Chu State would come from here.

Secondly, the dispute between Blood-Cloaked Dragon Abyss has ended. This generation of Blood-Cloaked Walking comes from Yongning and has not left yet... There are also two other Walkings in the World who are visiting here.

For the small State of Chu, this could even be considered an unprecedented event.

However, speaking of it, there are actually not many high-level cultivators in the State of Chu itself. Apart from the leaders of the three sects in Yujing, only the ancestor of the Murong family is in the Nascent Soul stage.

Between the Jiuhua Peaks, clouds and mist gathered to form a banquet platform, where the immortal guests from Yujing gathered to chat and laugh.

On the river that flows around the mountains, there are also many fairies crossing and swimming hand in hand...

Zhao Qing did not show up specifically this time. After all, the Jingzhe Banquet was mainly for communication among the Blood-Clothed disciples.

Among the relatives and friends they made an appointment to travel with.

Except for Liu Pan and Murong Wan'er who attended the banquet for the first time and were taken to the main peak by Zeng Nianke.

The other close friends and the two travelers gathered in a secluded valley, enjoying themselves with wine and a feast...

Nangong Yao and Luo Xianning gathered together, joking and laughing about the conversation between master and disciple with Aunt Shuyue and Sister Ning.

Zhao Qing brought Qinghuan to accompany his sister and asked Pi Wuwang for advice on the practice of Bodhi disciples.

Li Qingci was no different from many other cultivators, also sitting on the ground on the green lawn, but he was not as bold and bold as before, but seemed a little more gentle and charming.

Perhaps it was the news about Gu Haozhi that made her let go of some of the past.

Or perhaps, she was just being reserved when facing strangers. After all, she was still just a mortal.

Seeing his sister acting like this, Zhao Qing naturally told her about her current situation.

"Abbot Daoxin only left behind scriptures and didn't mention anything related to spiritual practice. Later, the 'Qingci Sutra' that Shuyue brought back was also full of confusing Zen sayings and wisdom."

Gu Qinghuan's phoenix eyes were filled with a smile. Rourou filled the wine cups for the master and the bald man, while she and her sister drank spiritual tea instead of wine.

Zhao Qing raised his glass and smiled at the unremarkable Bodhi walking before him. He added, "How can a cultivator without spiritual roots cultivate in the Bodhi lineage?"

Pi Wuwang's eyes showed understanding. He glanced at Li Qingci and said with a smile, "Not long ago, I met a junior brother named Hui Guang at the White Horse Temple. He also has no spiritual roots. Perhaps you are acquainted with him?"

"Xiao Huiguang, we know each other."

Li Qingci looked somewhat serious, nodded slightly and responded softly.

Not only did she know Huiguang, but Zhao Qing and Qinghuan were also familiar with him. When she first met Huiguang, he was still a young and immature boy.

"Understood……"

The bald man nodded and looked back at Zhao Qing, explaining slowly: "Bodhi's cultivation is naturally no different from that of ordinary cultivators, except that this lineage has some secret methods that can be used to summon incense."

"Those disciples without spiritual roots can only rely on the secret technique of burning incense to draw spiritual energy into their bodies for cultivation."

"The scriptures that Senior Brother Daoxin left behind should be related to this, but how much you can comprehend depends on your own practice."

Practice it yourself?

Li Qingci's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, then she turned to Qing Huan and Zhao Qing and said with a smile, "When we were in the Sutra Pavilion, the abbot always asked me to see the sufferings of the world and whether I would be willing to help them..."

With Pi Wuwang by her side, the old bald donkey she mentioned became the abbot, and her words sounded unexpectedly awkward.

Zhao Qing chuckled and nodded, casually responding to his sister's thoughts: "Then we are naturally unwilling to contribute."

Although Qing Huan occasionally takes care of the poor orphan girl, Si You's incense now also supports the common people of Chu State...

But for Li Qingci at that time, she obviously could not listen to what Daoxin said to her about the sufferings of the world.

After all, she has suffered so much that she can't even save herself, so how can she care about the people?

Hearing the conversation and laughter of Li Qingci and Zhao Qing, Pi Wuwang did not show any strange expression.

He raised his glass to drink with Zhao Qing, and replied with a smile: "Everyone in the world suffers, but they are all different."

"We don't understand the suffering of others, so naturally we can't help them escape from it. I'm wrong to think... Brother Daoxin is wrong."

Li Qingci frowned slightly, not knowing what was on his mind. He shook his head softly and whispered, "But these few days, I really want to go back to Tianshui for a walk."

"There are disciples of Siyou setting up incense over there, and I can also go and help."

“It doesn’t matter how many lives I have saved or how much suffering I have relieved, as long as I can protect a few feet of river water without any hindrance, I will be satisfied.”

Back to Pingxian! ?

Qinghuan looked at her master and instantly understood her sister's thoughts.

Although she said that Gu Haozhi deserved to die, she also wanted to give it a try because of the hardship that had plagued the mother and daughter.

Pi Wuwang looked up in surprise, drank the wine in the cup, chuckled, shook his head and sighed softly: "Junior sister is compassionate after all."

"Do not."

"I just want to do something for my family and learn some tricks so that I can help Si He manage the incense in the future..."

Li Qingci spoke and laughed very frankly, and did not admit at all that he had any compassion.

joke.

God has never been merciful to her, so how can she have the mind to be a living Bodhisattva?

It's just to help a few families who are suffering and contribute to the popularity of Siyou Sect.

Zhao Qing stared intently and asked in detail, "Will this be beneficial to your future cultivation?"

"nature."

The bald man chuckled mysteriously and nodded.

But then she smiled awkwardly and said to herself, "I'm not a junior sister, the Qingci Sutra is of no use to me."

"But the Bodhi lineage has always been about practicing the mind with the body. The more roads you travel, the more you will understand..."

Zhao Qing accompanied his sister here, and together with Qinghuan, he helped her get started, so that she could at least understand the differences between the various veins in Yujing.

Shuyue and her aunt were arranging Ning'er's itinerary for the next few days.

……

It's noon.

Jiuhua Peak was the time when immortals gathered. The overwhelming spiritual pressure swept across the world, and Pang Zhen occasionally came out to greet the many guests... It was unprecedented and grand.

Outside the county town not far from the foot of the peak, there were already several horse-drawn carriages carrying a few tourists, slowly sailing away along the bank of the Lancang River.

My sister finally got to go out and enjoy herself, so Qinghuan naturally stayed by her side.

The two of them rode in a carriage. Qing Huan leaned over to her sister's ear and whispered softly, slowly recounting the story of how she and her master first met, her days living alone in Dan Hall, and her trip to Zizhu with her master...

Liu Pan had heard some of this before, and at this moment, he was leaning on the shaft of the carriage with great excitement, secretly eavesdropping on the sweet conversations of his two sisters.

"Although the master was a bit fierce at that time, he still loved Qinghuan very much."

"I will teach Qinghuan how to make pills with all my heart, and I will also take Qinghuan's feelings into consideration. Even though Qinghuan is just a medicine slave, there is no difference between us and husband and wife."

The beautiful woman's eyes were filled with tenderness. She gently stroked Qing Huan's hair and whispered with a smile, "Why is Qing so mean to you?"

Qing Huan was speechless instantly. She rolled her eyes at her sister and indicated that Pan Er was still driving...

She didn't have many friends in her life, so it was okay for her to talk to her sister about some things, but this could only be said between the two of them in private. How could she say it out loud?

The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly.

The spring breeze stirs the river water, creating ripples.

On the official road along the river, lush locust trees sway gently, casting mottled and slanting light and shadows.

A group of more than ten people went out for a spring outing, chatting and laughing with each other in groups of three or two.

The women are graceful and elegant or cold and dignified, and the men are handsome and unparalleled, free and unrestrained, forming another extraordinary scenery among the mountains and rivers outside Jiuhua.

Chu Hongning was wearing a moon-white gauze dress, holding the arm of her closest senior sister Su He, and striding briskly in the front. Luo Xianning lagged behind a few steps. As the two of them chatted and laughed, the sound of sweet voices could be heard.

"Senior Sister Bai never said she wanted to join the Siyou Sect, otherwise she would have helped with Xian Ning long ago."

Luo Xianning's eyes were filled with smiles, and she whispered softly, as if hinting at something: "I rarely see Senior Sister. She is mostly in the Blood Clothes Building, or out meeting friends..."

"I haven't heard that she has been away from Chu for too long these days. Not long ago, a Nascent Soul Secret Realm was revealed in Shuangyang Country, but she didn't go to take a look."

On the official road two miles away, Bai Wanqiu and Liu Zijing were walking slowly as if they were taking a stroll, and naturally one could clearly hear what they were saying.

"There was a secret realm in Twin Suns not long ago?"

Bai Wanqiu asked in a low voice full of surprise, but her beautiful eyes were full of amusement.

Liu Zijing said righteously: "Is there? I don't know."

"No one has ever spoken to me."

The woman chuckled and nodded, as if remembering something. She casually recounted, "Jiang Yuan has rarely sent me a message. He only said he wanted to invite me on a trip, but he didn't elaborate... Perhaps it's related to this matter."

"Inviting you to join us for a trip!?"

Liu Zijing frowned and repeated himself. He seemed to have come to his senses now. He glanced at him and asked with a smile, "Why didn't you go?"

"Hmm? You want me to go...?"

Bai Wanqiu's deep and beautiful eyes were erratic, and her words were full of contempt and doubt.

"Of course, what's wrong with me going shopping with you?"

"It just so happens that I haven't seen Jiang Yuan for some time."

……

Compared to the ambiguous jokes between these two, Shen Mo's was much more explicit.

He took Zeng Nianke on a boat, landing far away on the side of the official road, and whispered to the beautiful woman in his arms: "When we were traveling through Wu'an County, did Manager Zeng go there to preside over an auction?"

But Zeng Nianke didn't communicate with him. Her charming eyes were full of cleverness and she said with a smile, "How does the shopkeeper want me to manage this?"

"Still like usual...?"

Shen Mo's hands had already climbed up Nian Ke's towering peaks. Looking at the distant mountains, he suggested in a voice transmission: "Extend your spiritual sense to the third compartment. This time, put one slender leg on the railing, collapse in your husband's arms, and preside over the auction."

Zeng Nianke frowned slightly, and with some difficulty, she gently stretched her waist and said with a frivolous smile: "The shopkeeper's order, of course, is what I have to obey~"

"Be careful or someone might take a picture of your body~"

"Oh? Who can afford you?" Shen Mojian's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he stopped transmitting the message. He just teased and whispered so openly, not afraid of being heard by everyone.

"Hmph~ That depends on what price the shopkeeper gives me, right?"

……

There was another horse-drawn carriage passing by on the official road.

Nangong Loli lifted the curtain of the car and leaned comfortably against the side of the car, looking at the mountains and rivers outside the window.

At the same time, she coquettishly smiled at the bald man and said, "You're playing it quite extravagantly..."

"Big Baldy, have you ever slept with a woman?"

Pi Wuwang: ...

He lay lazily on the shaft of the cart, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and occasionally tilted his head back to take a sip.