Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Living there without rest, jumping balls like the sun and the moon.

Summer came in the blink of an eye.

……

The scorching sun is burning the earth, and the hot wind blowing in the face makes people's mouths dry and tongue parched - it is the Grain in Ear again.

The fifth person in the blood-stained clothes had been gone for three months.

There are so many cultivators in this world, and not many people care about the loss of just one Divine Transformation cultivator.

The mountains and rivers remain unchanged, the wind and rain remain the same.

Yujing is still Yujing, and Chu is still Chu.

Zhang Jinyi's appearance in Jiushizhou was extremely short.

It was like a fleeting shadow, fleeting.

From the Blood Son Trials in each state to the conclusion of Dragon Abyss... it only took a year in total.

For a monk, a year is nothing.

But sometimes, it is enough to change too many things.

For example, he turned the charming and lively sword fairy from the State of Chu into a genius with superb thunder magic.

For example, he turned the unruly Huangfu Ming from Zhongzhou into a secluded monk.

For example, it made many blood sons in the ninety states of the world recall the unparalleled beauty in Longyuan more than five hundred years ago.

such as……

This made Xue Yi start to search for her past bit by bit.

It was not until this moment that Zhao Qing felt that his senior sister was somewhat mysterious.

At least... Senior Sister knows everything about him, but he doesn't know much about her.

That means walking around the world.

Senior Brother Yan finally arranged a travel itinerary for him—

In March of next year, there may be a flying fairy appearing in Bi Yan, ninety states away, and he can go there together with other travelers.

And Bi Yan was where Zhang Jin started out.

When she first started practicing... she was not a cultivator from the Ninety States of Yujing.

After becoming a walking being... he has been wandering in the world outside the Ninety States.

Zhao Qing was drinking and chatting with his senior brother.

Only then did I suddenly understand what Zhang Jinyi had mentioned before.

"Will not."

"The cultivators in the desolate old lands have no idea of ​​the existence of the Ninety States."

"Even though the Yujing Immortal Path has flourished for nearly 40,000 years, there are still many people in the mountains and rivers outside the world who have never heard of what cultivation is."

"People from the ninety states who went to the outside world... all had a sense of superiority."

Zhao Qing had always thought that his senior sister was no different from him, and had been practicing in Yujing until now.

But until some old things were touched upon.

Then he understood...it turned out that his senior sister was a cultivator from outside the sect.

A remarkable woman who stepped into Yujing from the foreign land of Biyan, and then a beautiful lady who went from Yujing to the Xiahuang Star Sea.

Under the illumination of these seventeen stars, the stories she left behind are pitifully few.

He doesn't have many good friends and hasn't done much.

Moreover, everyone who knew her had a different opinion of her.

Zhang Jinyi was once Yan Chuanzhou's blood son.

In the eyes of many of her peers, she was a ruthless and mad woman. The battle for Longyuan five hundred years ago left an indelible impression on too many people.

She will do anything to achieve her goals, and her methods are strange, brutal and ruthless.

Moreover, she is the first person in the world to walk in the blood-stained robe made of dragon bones in the Dragon Abyss.

Since then, all the scions in the world have come to their senses.

It turns out... dragon bones can be obtained from the Dragon Abyss.

In the eyes of many people walking around today, Senior Sister is a wonderful woman with a kind heart and elegant mind.

Whether it is his style of doing things or his methods of cultivation, he is always original and never follows the rules.

Any deadlock that comes before her seems to have countless solutions, which are unexpected...but also laughable.

She is very intelligent, gentle and virtuous.

After getting drunk, Yan Ye laughed out loud and said that his senior sister was a rare true beauty in the world, and even her soul exuded a captivating charm.

But in the eyes of many disciples of holy places.

Zhang Jinyi is also an elegant and beautiful fairy, with unparalleled beauty... and a graceful figure.

I only saw her a few times, and all I can remember is her three thousand strands of black hair falling like a waterfall.

She wears a light-colored robe made of clouds and mist, with a glass pendant hanging lightly from her slender waist. She is often accompanied by a charming and lovely whale demon.

Perhaps... Senior Sister Zhang holding a jade fan is more in line with her elegant and unparalleled temperament.

But for Zhao Qing.

Senior Sister Zhang is generous and enthusiastic, frivolous... but also calm.

Sometimes she is a quirky and bright girl.

Sometimes he is a frivolous, charming and coquettish lover.

Sometimes she is considerate, meticulous, and gentle as a knife... Senior Sister Zhang in Zhao Qing's world is very good at taking care of people.

She's like a stepmother, with all the tenderness and decisiveness of a stepmother who will take care of things for you.

Very cool and very strong.

But if you look through her previous chat records...

Some are cute, some are cheerful, some are childish and some are cool.

Zhang Jinyi.

It seems impossible to define.

It is full of mystery and difficult to understand.

However, Zhao Qing still found a phrase that best suited his senior sister.

“Passenger.”

"Travelers."

This is a movie he watched with his senior sister.

In a foreign land.

The senior sister nestled comfortably in her loose sweater, her messy hair hanging down along the hood, her long and slender legs crossed, resting on the sofa in a very unladylike manner.

Her small, fair hands gently held a cocktail, and she wore sunglasses on her straight, delicate nose.

The sunglasses reflected a spaceship in the vast sea of ​​stars...I didn't know where it was going.

Si He said that everything Zhang Jinyi did was very handsome and cool.

One day, a woman who came from a desolate old land spoke a foreign language fluently and told Zhao Qing the old stories of Emperor Xia that he didn't know.

That in itself is a very cool thing.

However, Zhao Qing felt that his senior sister herself was even more heroic than what she had done.

because--

She is a traveler.

·

This year, there was no rain during the Grain in Ear season in the State of Chu.

The bamboo forest in the back mountain of Changsheng Sword Sect no longer has the small gatherings and banquets of the past.

However, the assessment of the Blood-Clothed disciples is still held in the Changsheng Sword Sect’s training ground.

This was the first time that Chen Changsheng personally sat in the viewing seats, which had never happened before.

Even the Blood God Peak moved to Jiuhua.

The ownership of the three war-cultivating sects of the Chu State is still decided by Tianxiang.

In fact, Zhao Qing and Xueshen Peak can easily change such unreasonable rules.

But the Blood God Peak has not changed.

Zhao Qing didn't change either.

Bai Wanqiu was still sitting with Liu Zijing. They didn't look like close Taoist partners, but they didn't look like ordinary friends either.

Chu Hongning held the pipa lightly in her arms, and her slender jade fingers gently touched the strings.

An extremely soft humming sound was heard, echoing across the vast and broad training ground.

"Everyone, Tianxiangyin..."

The woman's eyes were full of water, and she glanced at Zhao Qing with a smile. The light yellow gauze reflected a bright luster under the scorching sun.

Zhao Qing was far away from Hong Ning, sitting with Qing Huan on the farthest viewing platform. The two of them were privately discussing their sister's recent situation and sweet talk...

At this moment, seeing the lively and generous smile in Ning Mei's watery eyes, he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

He chuckled and whispered to Ning Mei, who was playing the zither and controlling the situation, "Fairy Ning, why are you always looking at me?"

……

Time seems to have gone back to more than ten years ago.

When Zhao Qing and Hong Ning first met, it was also Grain in Ear, and also here.

Bai Wanqiu is here, Liu Zijing is here, Xian Ning is here, Shen Mo is here, and Su He is here.

These people are still here today, with the addition of two more leaders, Chen Changsheng and Qin Chuxin... and Meng Xue, a descendant of Yongning.

If there is one thing that has changed, it is that the blue rock carvings in the martial arts field have more mottled marks of time.

And...it was a gloomy and rainy night back then, but now it is a bright and clear night.

As a Blood Robe Walker, Zhao Qing naturally had no need to come to watch this combat training assessment.

But he wasn't here to watch the ceremony.

He came with Ning Mei to examine the monks.

Regardless of the final outcome of this battle trial, he would just take Ningmei and Qinghuan to walk through the old streets of Lin'an County and see the Goddess Temple that had been rebuilt from the City God Temple...

Then he went to his sister's place to pick up Shuyue and his aunt, and went to Xianghenhai to accompany Sihe in practicing for a few days.

……

Bodhi and Cuiyuan left and went to Qianhuanzhou to travel and visit.

Li Qingci also became a true disciple of Bodhi, successfully using incense to condense energy into his body... and he used Siyou incense.

Not long ago, during the trial at Xianghen Sea, the Seven Beauties of Chu State became Tianxiang's disciples.

Of course, there is also Si He's incarnation...

There is no need to go through any trials at all, just go directly to find the first inheritance of the Xianghenhai Weimai.

Cheng Buyi returned to the foot of Shouyun Mountain and became the third elder of Siyou Sect.

Time flies by.

There doesn't seem to be much change in the State of Chu these days.

It’s just that Si You’s incense is becoming more and more prosperous.

Many clans reorganized the mountains and rivers according to the immortal government.

What is worth mentioning is that two of these clans were rebuilt.

The Murong clan in Jiangbei gave birth to the fifth Nascent Soul cultivator of the Chu State—Murong Ming, the elder of the former Changsheng Sword Sect.

In addition to having two Nascent Souls, the Murong clan also has two Blood-Clothed disciples... Murong Wan'er and Murong Shisi.

The Murong clan followed the immortal policy, setting up formations along the Lancang River while also rebuilding their own ancestral hall along the river.

The new ancestral hall is magnificent and extraordinary, extending from Jiangbei to the East China Sea.

Murong Wan'er also joined the Siyou Sect and became a deacon stationed in Siyou City...

However, the clan that was rebuilt in another place seemed a little small.

Songshan Zhao family.

Outside Songshanfang, the original ruins have been renovated and restored to their former tranquility and quietness.

Walking slowly along the open grassland from the mountains beside the official road.

After walking up the long green steps, the terrain gradually rises, and the brand new martial arts field and rockery stone pavilion come into view. In the clear pond under the rocks, spirit fish are swimming happily.

Continuing up the path around the rocks, the wall where my aunt's calligraphy and carvings were written still stands quietly in the martial arts field.

When the wind and snow come, the mountains remain motionless, and the green steps and thatched cottage remain beautiful.

The osmanthus is fragrant, the moonlight is like water, and the sound of the zither and flute is like a thread.

Dark and distant, with a rustling sound, the black egrets can convey the sweet voice.

In Taiwei, phoenixes and cranes seek each other, they are all true lovers from the past.

——At the end of the Wushen year, I composed a song for you.

In late spring, Shen Mo Kong Yang once again visited Songshan and went to the stone pavilion at home to talk about old times.

Shen Mo and Zeng Nian Ke were both very familiar with that house.

Nian Ke naturally also talked about many trivial things from the past years... She was already a frequent visitor to the house at that time.

However, Kong Yang, who used to be very talkative, now seemed a little quiet.

With a smile in his eyes, he saw Xiaoyi's signature carved on the wall and left a jade slip on the martial arts field.

"Wushen... so many years have passed in the blink of an eye."

——In the autumn of Wushen year, the remains of Ruyi Immortal Sect were revealed. Zhao Qing in blood-stained clothes and Chu Hongning in heavenly fragrance traveled together to the Jiange of Changsheng Sword Sect.

……

"Master, have you ever thought about when Senior Sister Zhang will be able to return?"

"Will she suddenly appear in Siyou City like Ning'er did..."

Gu Qinghuan buried her delicate head in her master's arms. Behind her, swords rang out on the martial arts field. A sharp wind swept across the sky, ruffling the woman's hair by her ears.

Zhao Qing smiled and held Qinghuan's slender waist tightly. On his wrist, a colorful little butterfly was quietly dormant, like a strange tattoo... or like a thick trace of calligraphy.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"What did my aunt tell you in private?"

Qinghuan's phoenix eyes twinkled, and a gentle smile appeared as her curved eyelashes trembled slightly.

She pressed the softest part of her body against her master's legs and whispered with a smile, "Senior Sister Zhang is so beautiful, how could the master not be thinking about her?"

Um……?

Zhao Qing looked down at Qinghuan's smiling face with suspicion, raised his hand and gently stroked her smiling cheek. The most familiar and delicate touch passed through his palm, making him feel infinite peace in his heart.

"Zhang Jinyi..."

Zhao Qing whispered seriously, then smiled softly to Qing Huan, "Xiao Yi asked me, but I never told her."

"Compared to Senior Sister's beauty, I prefer her soul."

A clever look flashed across Qing Huan's phoenix eyes. She pursed her lips and pecked her master's hand lightly, and uttered a vague and gentle smile: "Is it the same as yours?"

"Compared to my body, my master also likes my soul more..."

Zhao Qing was silent for a moment.

He cupped the woman's cheek and whispered earnestly, "How can they be the same?"

"Gu Qinghuan, I love you."

Hearing this frank confession, Gu Qinghuan felt his mind suddenly tangled up...

Her slender legs unconsciously curled up slightly, and her little butterfly couldn't help but flutter its wings.

"Then...where's Senior Sister?"

Even so, Qinghuan continued to ask questions relentlessly.

Only when she was leaning alone in her master's arms would she show some of this delicate gesture and face up to the fact that she was her master's wife.

Sister Zhang...

Zhao Qing chuckled and sighed, pressing Qing Huan's delicate head into his arms, and said with a cheerful laugh, "Compared to Senior Sister's return."

“Actually, I’m more looking forward to…”

"The next person to be born under the Azure Dragon will appear."

He paused for a moment, then frivolously lifted Qing Huan's chin and met her spring-like eyes...

"Qinghuan, you've become a bad person."

Gu Qinghuan raised her delicate head high and said softly and gently, "Qinghuan is not a good person."

"No, I mean... you've become like Xiaoyi."

"No, this slave is a thousand times more despicable and wanton than Xiaoyi. Even her bones are engraved with the name of her master. How can they be the same..."

Zhao Qing gently pinched the colorful little butterfly on his fingertips, in return for Gu Qinghuan's soul-stirring and hot breath... which was warm and sprayed on his neck.

He chuckled and took the woman's slender legs in his arms, teasing her like a doll. "Why did you suddenly think of asking these questions?"

Qinghuan's phoenix eyes flickered, and she lowered her head and slowly licked her master's skin.

A tremendous spiritual energy shock was set off in the martial arts arena, and blood shadows and murderous intent spread in all directions.

Gu Qinghuan seemed unaware.

She curled up, kneeling in her master's arms and whispering softly in his ear: "Because... Qing Huan is the master's shadow."

……

To the north of the Northern Desert, there is the Juechen Valley.

The Grain in Ear season in the desert is even hotter, and the howling wind is still rolling up the yellow sand all over the sky, running tirelessly.

In the deep valley, there are lush fir trees and even a clear deep pool.

Leng Xian lay leisurely and lazily by the pond, teasing the lively fish in the water with her small feet... She looked so lively and free, just like a young girl who has not yet married.

"Dad, I won't leave the country anymore."