Beauty helps me achieve immortality

The mountains are lush and green, and the sun is scorching.

Zhao Qing walked slowly on the winding stone path, holding Qinghuan's slender hand... silently examining everything around him.

All I could hear were the chirping of insects. There were so many insects and snakes in the deep mountains of Li Country.

Outside the majestic mountain gate, there is a vigorous stone tablet with two large characters "Wanxiang" written on it, which looks quite charming.

Vientiane Gate.

A Nascent Soul Sect that had been established in the country for less than ten years.

"Have you heard? Elder Qian has another daughter!"

"A child marriage has already been arranged with Zhang Tingshan, and the brothers and sisters from the inner sect have also visited Zhang Tingshan one after another."

"Then we are joining forces with Zhang Tingshan?"

"Zhang Tingshan!"

"The behemoth that can truly rival Danying Fortress in Li Country..."

"Hey, Elder Qian's daughter is the granddaughter of the headmaster, so she's a good match for him, isn't she?"

"..."

A colorful little butterfly fluttered lightly on Zhao Qing's shoulder.

Gu Qinghuan's phoenix eyes were smiling, she was wearing a thin white gauze with flying sleeves, and she followed closely beside him, completely restraining her own cultivation.

Zhao Qing sensed the occasional gossip in the mountains and said to Qing Huanyan with a chuckle, "Do you remember who they're talking about, Elder Qian?"

"It should be Senior Brother Qian from the outer sect back then."

"I have never seen him, and no one seems to have mentioned his name..." Qinghuan nodded slightly, interlocking her slender hands with her master's fingers, and whispered softly.

Zhao Qing let out a long sigh and laughed, then whispered softly, "Actually, I haven't seen it either."

"I only heard Wang Teng tell me that he was the eldest brother of the outer sect. He was the one who led the martial arts hall to Nanze back then."

A clever smile flashed across Gu Qinghuan's phoenix eyes. When she talked to her master about the old sect, she couldn't help but have a thousand words in her heart that she wanted to say.

He wanted to tell that when he was living alone in Dantang, he had felt resistance to his master and had thought about struggling when facing his master, but later he fell deeply in love with his master and accepted everything in the world calmly.

...These are words that have been said countless times.

However, every time the past was mentioned, Qing Huan couldn't help but tell it with a smile, breaking open her heart and tearing it into pieces, showing it to the master bit by bit.

She enjoyed this feeling.

The colorful butterflies fluttered their wings and danced around the man.

Zhao Qing was in high spirits. He tried to slow down his pace and listen quietly to Qing Huan talk about every detail of her thoughts over the years... even though he had heard it countless times.

Qian Hongwei...the elder of Danxia Dharma Hall back then, is now a Nascent Soul cultivator and the leader of Wanxiang.

The Elder Qian mentioned by those disciples was actually the senior brother Qian from Danxia back then.

As for the matter of arranging a marriage with Zhang Tingshan.

No one knows what happened to Zhao Qing. Perhaps Qian Hongwei's granddaughter married an elder of Zhang Tingshan?

Anyway, it has nothing to do with the leader's offspring.

After all... Jiang Yuan is a demon tiger and he has no offspring yet.

He doesn't even have a tigress at home, but he is very close to Jin Yan'er. Maybe he really wants to tame that little wild horse?

As we approached the mountain gate, more and more disciples came and went.

Zhao Qing's steps became slower and slower. Qinghuan held the veil with her slender hands and did not express her feelings anymore. She just accompanied him silently like a maid following her master.

Vientiane...

The two of them used their spiritual consciousness to carefully search everything around them, scanning the Qi-cultivating servants and outer disciples one after another, but they didn't even encounter an inner sect senior brother who was at the Foundation Establishment stage.

For a Nascent Soul sect in Yongning Prefecture, there are only a few dozen or even fewer Foundation Establishment cultivators...

Zhao Qing stared quietly at the unfamiliar mountain gate in front of him. After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find any familiar scenery or objects.

He was looking for the scent left by Zhang Jinyi.

My senior sister has stayed in Vientiane many times, so maybe she might have left some traces?

But unfortunately, he didn't find anything.

"senior!"

"Senior, you should be in the foundation-building stage, right?"

"But you came to Vientiane to visit a friend? I can lead the way for you, senior, to enter the mountain gate and see you, brother."

A handsome young man stepped forward respectfully, lowering his head and speaking in a resounding voice.

Zhao Qing chuckled and shook his head: "No, I have an appointment with an old friend."

After saying that, he took Qinghuan's hand and walked straight into the gate of Wanxiang Mountain, climbing up the long green rock steps.

Only the three disciples stationed at the mountain gate looked at each other in confusion, but did not dare to ask any more questions.

Zhao Qing sensed everything behind him with his spiritual sense, and couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart as he recalled the past. He then went to look for the existence of the Talisman House in the mountain gate.

Miao Jian...learned the whole story.

This was all the information Murong Ming relayed, and Zhang Jinyi did not leave many reminders.

Zhao Qing knew...

Sister Zhang was afraid that she still didn't understand some things, so she asked Murong Ming to repeat it in person.

After all, after she left, I would most likely take over this mess.

And I have to say, Zhang Jin ran really fast!

The more Zhao Qing thought about it, the more he felt that he had stepped into a trap.

Perhaps, this is also a little surprise that Sister Zhang deliberately left for herself?

Surprise.

At least Zhao Qing thought this was a surprise.

Although Miao Jian's business was in a mess, Dao Xin and Sister Zhang had both gone on strike, and Miao Jian now even knew the truth...

You may be facing a very difficult situation.

But... no matter how tricky it is, he is not afraid of anything.

After all, Miao Jian couldn't have stabbed himself with a sword. He might hate Shen Su, Dao Xin, Sister Zhang, and Yu Jing... but he couldn't hate himself.

I really have no grudge against him.

……

Zhao Qing did not conceal the fluctuations of his spiritual consciousness, nor was he afraid of running into the elders of Wanxiang Sect or Qian Hongwei.

He really came here to visit an old friend.

Bring Qinghuan to meet the junior sister from Caofang who is very close to her.

"No need to greet her. You sisters, tell us your story."

Zhao Qing chuckled and reminded through voice transmission.

Wanxiang Fufang is located in a secluded and deserted mountain area behind Wanxiang.

The courtyards all looked brand new, and the air was thick with the smell of blood. Two or three servants walked in groups, specializing in talisman paper, animal skins, cinnabar, and spiritual blood...

Soon, Zhao Qing found Qingying's trace!

It was the first courtyard residence at the end of the Talisman Square, enveloped by a second-order spirit gathering formation. It had a complete set of quiet rooms and bedrooms, but only two female cultivators...

It is obviously used by the outer disciples on duty.

Green shadow!

Compared to her youth, the woman had grown into a graceful and elegant lady... Moreover, her appearance was identical to her true self in Longyuan!

However, she no longer had that indifferent, dignified, and superior aura.

She was wearing the outer sect uniform of the Wanxiang Sect—a simple light blue robe that completely concealed her voluptuous figure, and her long hair was casually gathered on her shoulders and fell down.

In front of the wooden desk in the quiet room, the woman lowered her head with a calm expression.

She was concentrating on writing and drawing talismans, her slender fingers trembling slowly, yet so steadily, as if even the collapse of the sky would not affect her state of mind.

The spiritual consciousness breaks through the Niwan in the bridal chamber and cultivates the ninth level of Qi...

"She's almost at the foundation stage."

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Zhao Qing smiled and told Qinghuan the story.

He guessed that Qingying was going to leave Yongning Prefecture. In addition to the matter of Miao Jian, it might also be related to the practice of her incarnation.

At this moment——

"Senior Brother Zhao!"

A clear and sweet laugh frightened Zhao Qing so much that he shuddered all over.

Even the Yin Hua belonging to Si He in his body trembled for a moment.

Zhao Qing: ...

The voice was so sweet and intimate that he was unable to react.

Damn, I thought it was Qingying!

Zhao Qing had a strange look on his face. He turned around and looked back at the woman who was walking towards him quickly.

A female cultivator at the sixth level of Qi training is still just a menial worker who feeds Fuxue for the Wanxiang Sect.

Her curved eyelashes fluttered, her beautiful hairpin and flower bun swayed lightly, and the yellow flower on her fair forehead made her look even more delicate and sweet...

"Junior Sister Liu."

Zhao Qing suddenly laughed and pulled Qingying towards the woman: "Long time no see."

He had just searched the talisman shop with his spiritual sense, and was only focused on finding Qingying's trace, and did not notice this female cultivator who was at the sixth level of Qi training.

The pretty face in front of me is already very vague in my memory.

But the red veil and goose yellow on her forehead were so dazzling... and so familiar.

Shuyue was bored and went to visit the neighbor next door. She also played with her and put on makeup and flowers together.

In the year of Guimao, Danxia Zong Zaofang.

Courtyard No. 59, Dingzi, Liu Xia.

"you……"

The woman hadn't yet developed any spiritual consciousness, but her almond-shaped eyes were filled with anticipation and joy: "You've established your foundation!"

Zhao Qing nodded with a smile: "Junior Sister Liu is now practicing in the Talisman Square."

"Gu Qinghuan, Caofang's junior sister, my wife."

Liu Xia smiled and took two steps closer to Qing Huan: "Senior Sister Gu!"

"Brother Zhao and I were neighbors back then, and we both moved to Danxia in the year of Guimao."

Qing Huan's gentle face was also filled with a soft smile. She gently took the woman's arm and said with a soft smile, "We have met before."

"Have you seen it?" Liu Xia's eyes widened, as if she was trying to recall something.

Gu Qinghuan's eyes were full of cleverness, and she reminded him with a smile: "I went to the kitchen with the master to have breakfast, and I saw him there."

Owner……

Liu Xia immediately thought of something. She had heard some rumors at that time...

But at this moment, he wanted to speak and laugh, but he was speechless and hesitated.

After seeing each other again after more than ten years, Senior Brother Zhao has now become a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and his cultivation level is completely different from mine.

And—Shuyue was not by his side.

Zhao Qing couldn't help but sigh inwardly when he saw that the familiarity in her eyes had disappeared.

How many years have passed?

Liu Xia still hasn't developed spiritual consciousness.

"Why aren't you talking? Can't you remember your Senior Sister Gu?" He asked jokingly with a chuckle.

"No... Liu Xia has met Senior Sister."

The woman's smile was still sweet, but with a hint of struggle and awkwardness.

Zhao Qing smiled and nodded: "I brought Qinghuan here to meet a junior sister, who was also one of our Danxia's followers back then."

“How are you doing in Vientiane?”

"Are you married now?"

Liu Xia sighed inwardly, then smiled and said, "I've met a few of my senior brothers, but we didn't get along."

"After all, we are a cultivation partner... We still have a long way to go."

"Which senior sister are you looking for?"

She chuckled and said self-deprecatingly, "Come to think of it, the sisters who came with me from Danxia back then are almost all outer disciples now."

Zhao Qing and Qing Huan exchanged a smile, then said playfully, "It's just men, there are plenty of them, let's take our time to choose."

"We're here to look for Qingying, a former junior sister of Caofang."

Liu Xia's eyes suddenly lit up, and she turned around and gestured for the two to follow her: "Senior Sister Qingying, practice here, I will take you to see her."

"Forget about the Daoist companion or anything like that. My fellow brothers are still thinking about taking their time to choose..."

Zhao Qing and Qing Huan chatted with the woman about old times, and also listened to her talk about the latest situation of Danxia disciples here.

Liu Xia slowly stopped only when she approached the quiet courtyard filled with spiritual energy.

"Senior Sister Qingying is inside, so I won't go."

"Brothers and sisters, you can go shopping in Vientiane. The scenery here is also very nice, and there is less wind and sand."

Zhao Qing stared at Liu Xia meaningfully, then he sighed and said with a smile, "Then we'll go. Junior Sister Liu... take care."

From beginning to end, Liu Xia never asked about his recent situation.

Perhaps it's because they feel that building a foundation and practicing Qi are different...

"and many more!"

A quick low call came from behind.

"Junior sister?"

Zhao Qing responded with a slight smile, then turned around and quietly looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar old neighbor.

Liu Xia seemed to be hesitant to speak, as if she was secretly gritting her teeth and struggling with something in her heart.

After a few breaths...

She then sighed and took two steps closer: "Brother, where is Shuyue?"

Hearing this, Zhao Qing couldn't help but smile even more. So this is what he was asking...

"Shuyue is visiting Juechen Valley, and she's accompanied by another junior sister from Danxia. Her last name is Zhou, you should have heard of her."

"Want to go shopping together?"

Liu Xia's tense nerves gradually relaxed: "Huh——"

She laughed heartily and said, "No, I'm not my senior brother's woman."

"I thought Shuyue had been away all these years...I never dared to ask."

Zhao Qing looked at Liu Xia with a smile for a moment, then casually took out a jade token, engraved it carefully with his spiritual sense, and then threw it to the other party.

"We've also been to Shouyun Mountain recently. We'll go back and play when we have time."

……

Zhao Qing and Qinghuan walked into the depths of the courtyard.

The only person left on the long street was the woman with the yellow flower on her forehead. The warm sun shone on the dust in the air, and the light and shadows falling among the lush branches and leaves were hazy.

Liu Xia had a strange look on her face, staring at the jade order in her hand.

She has no spiritual awareness... and cannot sense any information related to the disciples' contributions.

But it is not difficult to distinguish the engraving on it——

The towering mountains are vividly portrayed on Yuling, and the calligraphy is by Deacon Siyou... and the backing is by Liuxia Dingyuan.

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"Senior Sister Gu!"

The court is in a quiet room on the second floor.

The dignified woman who was concentrating on calligraphy and painting, very rarely, threw down the talisman brush and affectionately took Gu Qinghuan's arm.

A slightly coquettish voice of "senior sister" was heard, as if she was still as well-behaved as the Aokiji girl back then.

"Qingqing..."

Gu Qinghuan laughed naturally and easily, gently stroking the woman's long hair, praising softly: "Qingqing has grown taller."

Zhao Qing looked at the scene in front of him and felt very uncomfortable.

He knows Qinghuan's personality best.

What made him uncomfortable was Qingying... that cold, casual yet superior woman.

The woman who sat calmly beside the wooden table in the dome palace, sipping her tea and watching him suffer from broken bones and tendons.

She was also a woman who suddenly smiled and acted coquettishly towards Qinghuan.

Stinky contrast.

"Owner."

Qing Huan broke away from the woman's intimacy and returned to Zhao Qing gently: "My master."

"Hasn't Qingqing always wanted to see him?"

Qingying's beautiful eyes were filled with a smile, and she seemed to be carefully examining Zhao Qing for a moment. Then she took a brisk step and stuck close to Qinghuan, speaking softly to the man, "It's Brother Zhao..."

"We've seen it before."

"On Shouyun Mountain, Senior Brother Zhao, do you still remember?"

It seemed as if he was afraid that Zhao Qing would not remember.

She also patted her slender waist very smartly, as if to show off her non-existent little cloth bag.

Zhao Qing sighed helplessly and accompanied her father to finish her part...

"Of course I remember. Many people died that day."

The anticipation between Qingying's brows gradually turned into joy, and she opened the window and cleared the tea. "We really are destined to be together..."

"Brother Zhao, do you know?"

"The porridge you didn't drink that year...was brought to me by Sister Qinghuan."

"know."

"What a pity! If I had said a few more words back then, maybe I could have met Qing Huan sooner."

Zhao Qing chuckled and nodded in response, but his gaze passed over the window and lingered on Liu Xia's pretty face, which was full of complexities.

The junior sister here is the owner of the Blood Robe Tower.

The junior sister over there...is really just a junior sister.

Miao Jian's life story...

The departure of Senior Sister...

For a moment, another kind of power vaguely sprouted in his heart and began to show some signs.

Turbid essence is extremely floating, its nature is stupid, and it will feel sad when it is touched.

Yes.

He was no longer Danxia's menial disciple.

The path he wanted to take—in the vast and boundless Zhongzhou, in the ethereal and mysterious immortal road, in the water ridge behind the emerald mandarin duck jade disk, in the boundless sea of ​​stars in the Xia Emperor Realm...

There is a difference between immortals and mortals.

Yujing and the mortal world...are also different.