Beauty helps me achieve immortality

After leaving the Blood Robe Tower, Zhao Qing did not wander around anymore, but went straight to the sect's kitchen.

His steps were light and his thoughts were wandering.

He looked at the orange in his hand and put it directly into the storage ring.

I was just talking to Zhou Xiaoyi, and in a short while he ate three or five of them. Who can stand eating this stuff all the time?

"The little girl seems a little annoyed?"

Zhao Qing shook his head slightly and didn't care.

My aunt wants the Divine Pill, but I don’t have it. Even if I did, I wouldn’t have it!

Not only that, he even provoked her with words, and then gave her something in return...

A smile appeared in Zhao Qing's eyes.

No matter how well-planned you are, you cannot withstand the dimensionality reduction attack from the 21st century.

The main point is shamelessness.

The bloodshot eyes of the cold woman appeared in his mind, and his heart trembled.

If you can flirt with her, do it. If you can’t, it’s no loss.

Good food is never too late...

·

The evening clouds merge into one, and the setting sun melts gold.

Shouyun Mountain is desolate in late autumn, and only a few servants can be seen occasionally collecting firewood at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Qing glanced around and walked straight to the last courtyard without stopping.

I was just like them back then...

"Um!?"

Zhao Qing's thoughts stopped instantly. Shuyue's Qi Condensation was successful! ?

He clearly sensed in his mind that there was a very weak fluctuation of the Qi Refining Stage in his home.

With a slight friction sound, the brand new courtyard door in front of me was opened, and no one was seen.

The next moment, his lovely wife popped out from behind the door and rushed into his arms.

"Husband! Look at me!"

Zhao Qing closed the door with his backhand, lowered his head to stroke his wife's hair, and picked her up.

Wang Shuyue felt the strong arms beneath her and pressed her delicate body tightly against her husband.

"Shuyue has spiritual roots! Husband!"

Zhao Qing grinned: "It is indeed the first level of Qi Refining. When I see Senior Brother Pei Jin next time, I will ask him if he can test his spiritual roots in advance."

The wife shook her head gently and said, "Let's just wait until tomorrow spring and don't bother others."

Her eyes were full of joy, and her two little hands were clasped behind her husband.

Zhao Qing thought about it for a moment and decided that this would be fine. This winter was just the right time to gather up the skills Shuyue needed.

He nodded slightly: "Okay, then let's wait until tomorrow spring."

The two entered the bedroom, Wang Shuyue walking happily.

She closed the window and said, "What would you like to eat today, my dear? I..."

Halfway through her words, Wang Shuyue suddenly stopped moving, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

She turned around and hugged her husband tightly, choking with sobs, "Zhao Qing, I can live a long time, right?"

"I won't die of old age, will I?"

Zhao Qing reached out and wiped the liquid off his wife's cheeks: "Yes, we can be together for a long time."

The woman was silent, her body trembling slightly.

After a moment, she suddenly pulled open her husband's clothes like a kitten and bit him.

Leaving behind traces of saliva and shallow tooth marks.

Zhao Qing's body suddenly tensed up and he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

Familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar memories come to mind.

That was when the first beast tide hit Shouyun Mountain. He and his wife hid in Huima Lane in Beifang...

In the quiet little bedroom, only the candlelight flickered.

There is only a bed and a table.

It's a bit inconvenient to move around.

That night, Shuyue bit and hit me...

He looked down at his wrist; the teeth marks were gone.

But the girl's cold voice is still ringing in my ears.

"You didn't bring your amulet with you when you went out today! What do you want to do, Zhao Qing!"

"Don't lie to yourself, you don't even have any spirit stones!"

"I believe you will treat me well."

"Being buried with my husband in Yunshan is the best destination for Shuyue. My husband is an immortal master. I am afraid that I will not be able to grow old with you."

That was the first time he saw his docile wife get angry...

At that time, he had nothing. All his spiritual stones were used to pay rent, and he only had a mortal wife.

And the wife only has herself.

From beginning to end, there is only myself.

Zhao Qing took a deep breath and pressed his wife's head hard against his chest.

"My Shuyue is a fairy now. We will walk together for hundreds or thousands of years."

Wang Shuyue felt the powerful beating of her husband's chest from the side of her face. Her eyes were dull as she murmured, "A hundred years of Shuyue would be enough."

"Were you just looking at the tooth marks, my husband?"

As she spoke, she knelt on the ground, picked up Zhao Qing's arm and bit him.

???

Zhao Qing was stunned.

"Why do you love to bite people so much?"

His wife knelt on her feet, raised her delicate chin, her swan neck with clear lines, and stared at Zhao Qing fiercely with her clear, autumn-like eyes.

"Who told you to trick me into eating that?"

Zhao Qing was stunned: "Which one?"

Wang Shuyue's ears turned red, but her eyes didn't evade at all: "Facial mask!"

Facial mask?

Zhao Qing was confused: "What do you mean by 'at that time'? Don't you eat it every day now?"

"I don't know who it is, but just the sound of his mouth is enough to make me feel something."

The woman glared at him, her cheeks slightly flushed as she tilted her head back, revealing her slender goose neck.

She stretched out her slender hands to take off her husband's clothes and whispered, "Shuyue can still eat for a hundred years..."

Half an incense stick later, the second brother returned to the small pink bedroom.

Zhao Qing placed his palm on the back of the girl's head and stroked it gently.

The only sound left in the bedroom was "puff puff puff".

Wang Shuyue followed the techniques she learned from "San Tong Qi" and tried her best to tense her body and straighten her neck.

The next moment, her body trembled.

The spring is already silent...flowing slowly.

·

In the evening, Zhao Qing walked out of the quiet room.

The spiritual power in Yuzhen Pass gathered in his eyes, driving his divine sense to sweep around.

The world before my eyes suddenly became black and white.

Strands of floc-like spiritual energy are concentrated in the center of the spirit gathering array.

The smoke rising from the stove, the patterns on the dead leaves...all appeared in my mind in an orderly manner.

[Gained Mastery of the Netherworld Technique: 1]

[Leaving the Word: A First Look at the Doorway and Entering the Hall (1/10)]

Gen: Splitting the Mountain: Mastering the Art of Learning (985/1000)

[Li Zi·Chi Lian: Comprehensive Mastery·Perfection (65/1000)]

Zhao Qing carefully sensed the situation around him, and the description in the book emerged in his mind.

"The art of the hidden realm can clear one's mind and eyes, allowing one to see through everything and see through illusions. It's often used to break through formations..."

This is a spell to assist spiritual consciousness. It cannot be used to defend against enemies, and is even more difficult to use for attacking.

But Zhao Qing has always wanted to get it.

Firstly, it can assist in one’s own spiritual cultivation.

Secondly...in fact, Zhao Qing has always felt that eyes and spiritual awareness are the most important things at the moment.

What you need is not to resist the crisis, but to understand the crisis and make plans in advance.

Moreover, the range of spiritual perception is wider, and I feel more secure.

The most crucial point is that he has a book called "My Views on the Art of Communication with the Ghost".

There is a sentence mentioned above.

"Tongyou is a technique inherited from ancient cultivators, a unique art for refining the spirit... Ancient cultivators specialized in Tongyou, able to see the big picture from the subtle, and to gain knowledge through studying things."

Zhao Qing had noticed it a long time ago.

Be proficient in the profound, see the big picture from the details, and gain knowledge through investigation of things!

This may be empty talk to others.

But if you keep accumulating proficiency, you might be able to make some progress.

Soon, after just a cup of tea, a sharp pain came from his head, and the spiritual power in Yuzhen Pass was exhausted.

Zhao Qing suddenly came back to his senses.

Using the power of the netherworld without divine consciousness is still too much of a stretch...

Wang Shuyue was turning the rabbit on the stove and said, "My husband went to the Bloody Clothes Tower today, right?"

"During the day, Shuyue was so happy that she didn't even notice the smell on you."

Zhao Qing smelled the aroma of meat in the yard and his appetite was whetted.

He walked over to the stove and said with a smile, "Exactly."

"I've made an appointment with her for you. It's still half a month from now."

Wang Shuyue suddenly looked up and pointed her slender finger at the tip of her nose: "Me!?"

Well, what else?

Zhao Qing nodded: "Of course we two will go together."

The woman snorted softly and turned her pretty face to the side: "My husband is attracted by beauty himself, why did he drag Shuyue into it?"

?

Zhao Qing frowned slightly.

Am I attracted by your beauty?

I'm sorry, I wronged you.

He sighed and said, "Okay, I'll go by myself then."

Wang Shuyue stood up quickly and said anxiously, "No!"

She rolled her eyes and continued, "You're so clumsy, don't offend others..."