Beauty helps me achieve immortality

The full moon is like a mirror.

To the west of Danxia City, at Niuweigang, the cicadas are chirping mournfully.

The sound of horse hooves rang out in the countryside, forests and mountains, coming from far away and getting closer.

A pair of beautiful people came with horses.

The figures of the two were outlined by the bright moon, reflected among the dry grass covered with silver frost.

"Husband, this is it." The girl's ethereal and crisp voice broke the night.

"Go." Zhao Qing nodded slightly, took out a casserole filled with chicken soup from the storage ring, and put it in his wife's arms.

The wife took the casserole and trotted towards the woods.

Zhao Qing smiled, tied up his horse, and strolled behind him.

Watching his wife's frail figure walking through the woods, the sadness in his heart disappeared without a trace.

The Queen Mother was buried under a very inconspicuous mound.

His wife went forward to pay her respects, while Zhao Qing leaned against a tree not far away and waited.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, the past comes to mind.

Perhaps my parents from my previous life are now sleeping in the ground?

Did your younger brother get into college? Does your younger sister-in-law have double eyelids?

That idiot wouldn’t have left no descendants for the Zhao family, right?

Unconsciously, a smile appeared on Zhao Qing's lips.

"shabi."

He looked up at the starry sky, his lips moving but no sound came out.

He had looked at this starry sky countless times, and it was completely different from his previous life.

There are bright stars here, and you can often see strands of silver hanging across the night sky.

At night here, every star can be easily distinguished, without the heavy fog in my memory.

Compared to the Big Dipper, there is more brilliance here, with seventeen extremely dazzling stars distributed in the Milky Way.

But Zhao Qing always felt lonely being alone in a foreign land.

But today, he suddenly discovered that the past seemed to be no longer important to him.

I also have a home in this world.

I heard my wife's whispers...

"My husband treats Shuyue very well, mother, don't worry."

"This is the ring my husband gave to Shuyue. It's similar to the one worn by the village immortal master. It can be used for storage."

"These paper ingots were taken out of the ring."

"This is the bracelet my husband and I bought in the city this spring."

"There is also a jade button that Shuyue put under her pillow. I'll bring it to mother next time."

"My husband can make pills and often makes medicinal food for me. I have now reached the Xiantian realm!"

"Please bless me, mother, so that I can find my spiritual roots next spring."

"If he can't practice... Shuyue can only accompany him for a very short time. He is a cultivator."

"Mom, are you still blaming Dad? Actually, cultivation is really hard and tiring."

"...It was also very dangerous, but my husband took good care of me."

"Shuyue now lives in Danxia Sect. We have our own yard with flowers planted in it."

"When my husband is practicing, Shuyue goes to take care of the yard. But when my husband is refining the elixir, Shuyue has to stay by his side... He is very stupid."

"His name is Zhao Qing."

"Danxia Sect, stove workshop attendant, Zhao Qing."

"He's here too, Mother."

……

"Please mother, please bless my husband and keep him safe."

Wang Shuyue stood up, took off the lid of the casserole and put it aside.

Then she walked towards her husband.

"Husband, let's release some lanterns to ward off bad luck."

Zhao Qing nodded slightly, holding his wife in front of him, and then gathered spiritual energy in his palm. A bright streak shot straight into the night sky, turned into crystal points and dissipated.

This is an extremely extravagant behavior. It is not supplemented by any magic formula and directly squanders the spiritual energy, so the lethality is very low.

But it looks good.

They both looked up at the night sky.

Wang Shuyue was watching the dissipating crystal light spots.

Zhao Qing was looking at the bright moon in the distant sky.

"Shuyue, my hometown has something to say to you."

"The bond between life and death is broad, tell me about it."

The wife's delicate body trembled slightly as she stared blankly at the stars in the sky.

Zhao Qing turned around and looked back, his eyes deliberately sweeping over the village outside the woods to the west.

His spiritual consciousness was just beginning to form. Even though he had not yet truly reached the late stage of Qi Refining, he could already slightly sense any unusual movements around him.

It doesn't rely on aura or the five senses, but rather a very wonderful intuition.

He looked out into the woods and saw a figure walking out of the dim night.

"Fourth level Qi Refining… appearing here, someone from Huanyu Pavilion?"

Zhao Qing ignored it.

He broke off a piece of dead willow from the one at hand and walked towards the small mound of earth. His wife came to her senses and followed him.

"Mother, this is my husband."

Zhao Qing didn't say anything. He stuck the dead willow tree beside the grave, next to the pine tree that had already broken.

……

It was past midnight when the two returned home.

There were no waves along the way, which made Zhao Qing figure out a different taste.

In the past, when the world was full of disaster cultivators, the sect remained silent.

Now that an inner sect senior brother has died, Elder Qian is furious. He just took some action, but things outside the sect have become calm.

Singing opera?

You finish your performance and I take the stage?

Zhao Qing smiled and shook his head.

With a change of mindset, he no longer cared so much about the sect's situation.

If you can stay, stay; if you can’t, retreat.

What a stupid idea!

He looked at his wife who was following him closely and closed the gate.

At this moment, Wang Shuyue was like a well-behaved kitten, with a rosy complexion and nothing else in her eyes except her husband.

"Husband..."

"My husband has really grown younger."

"It's exactly the same person as the one Shuyue saw in her dream."

Zhao Qing walked to the bronze mirror, and ripples began to form in his heart.

The person in the mirror had an upright figure, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was surprisingly similar to the person he was when he first arrived in Danxia.

It dawned on him.

If the heart is not old, how can a person become old-fashioned?

For a moment, Zhao Qing saw the Danxia Sect twenty years ago.

Qingming Festival, light rain.

The young man with a resolute face walked up the stone steps step by step. When he looked around the huge square for the first time, there seemed to be stars hidden in his eyes.

The young man chatted and laughed with men and women he didn't know.

The rain flowed on the ground, and with firm footsteps, splashes of water flew.

That is himself.

……

It was past midnight and the morning light was dim.

The night in Dingzimohaoyuan is not over yet.

East wing.

The girl's body was like a bow, her lips were slightly pursed, and her eyes were full of obsession.

Even though the body was experiencing a tearing pain that touched the soul, it did not stop.

Tears.

Trembling.

Bright red palm prints.

It will only make the girl crazier.

Until she was exhausted, until her legs were arched and could no longer be stretched, until dawn came.

This is the greatest pain in the world, breaking bones and pulling out marrow.

It is also a love that lasts until death.

……

Three days later, in the quiet room.

After four consecutive failures, Zhao Qing successfully refined the first batch of Shendan Pills.

And it’s two pills in one furnace!

The breakthrough to the previous realm is not as simple as going from the fifth to the sixth level of Qi Refining.

The Jade Pillow Pass that is broken through at the sixth level of Qi Refining is the most core key point in the entire Qi Refining stage, and also the most mysterious one.

It is definitely not something that can be easily broken through by relying on the accumulation of spiritual energy.

There is an orifice in the jade pillow. When the orifice is closed, the spirit is weak. When the orifice is open, the spirit is strong. When the orifice is unblocked, the spirit and will are in harmony, illuminating the inside and outside.

From then on, one only needs to refine the spiritual energy step by step and cultivate the spiritual consciousness to reach the stage of foundation building.

Zhao Qing took out two books from his storage ring.

My View on the Art of the Caverns

A Preliminary Explanation of the Red Sand Formation

This was what he pulled out from a Four Symbols disciple who was in the late stage of Qi Refining three months ago.

One is an analysis of the spells, and the other is an introduction to formations.

Both books deal extensively with the use of spiritual consciousness.

He sipped his tea quietly, opened the book and read it again, and suddenly found that he could read it much more smoothly than before.

"My spiritual consciousness is just beginning to form, and the knowledge of the primary and upper-grade alchemists also contains many techniques on how to use spiritual consciousness to refine pills."

"With these two books, we can verify each other and fill in the gaps. I think the late stage of Qi Refining won't be that difficult."

Zhao Qing took out the two Spirit-Refining Pills he had just refined and compared them carefully with the previous ones.

After a little thought, he ate one directly.

Sit cross-legged in meditation to comprehend the mysteries of spiritual consciousness.

Although I have to pay three pills to the Blood Robe Tower every month, it is still too early now, so I might as well use it to consolidate my realm.