Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Three days later, at the foot of Shouyun Mountain.

Dingzimohao Courtyard.

Wang Shuyue leaned silently against the door frame, her eyes dull.

My husband hasn't been home for three days.

At first, she just thought her husband was staying at the Dan Hall, and maybe he had hooked up with a junior sister from the Caofang...

But the next day, she felt something was wrong.

Since she knew her husband very well, if Zhao Qing was not in danger, he must have been delayed by something.

dong dong dong.

"elder sister……"

Wang Shuyue instantly perked up, opened the gate, and welcomed Gu Qing in.

"How's it going? Qing Huan!"

Gu Qinghuan's usually gentle face now looked extremely haggard.

She took Wang Shuyue's hand and asked her to sit in the yard first.

Then he said softly, "Don't worry too much, sister."

"I have already found out the whereabouts of the master."

Wang Shuyue's eyes trembled, and the heavy stone in her heart finally fell to the ground: "Where has my husband gone!?"

"He was taken away by a Senior Brother Cheng. I didn't ask for more details."

"But now we should be with our senior brothers from the sect. The sect's mountain protection formation has been activated. With our cultivation level, and with our senior brothers accompanying us, we shouldn't be in danger."

Gu Qinghuan's bloodshot eyes fluttered, and she whispered, "Sister, you stay at home to guard the house, so that the master won't be able to find you and me when he comes back."

"I'll go to the city right away. Maybe I can get some news from the Purple Pill Pavilion."

"Master once told me that the woman in Zidan Pavilion has a close relationship with Senior Brother Pei..."

Hearing Gu Qinghuan's words, the woman sighed softly.

Qing Huan hadn't slept for three days and three nights...

She held down Qinghuan as he was about to stand up.

"Rest at home first. Maybe your husband will be back soon."

Gu Qinghuan was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I'll be back in the evening."

Wang Shuyue just shook her head.

"It's good to know that my husband is fine. Let's wait and see for two more days."

"I'll go heat up the porridge. Go change your clothes and stop running around."

The woman walked to the west wing and secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

After knowing that her husband was traveling with someone, the tension in her heart finally eased a little.

But it's just a hint.

She also wanted to get the news as soon as possible.

But when Zhao Qing is not at home, he is the pillar of the family.

You must not lose your composure.

Qing Huan only has eyes for her husband. If anything were to happen to her in a moment of panic...

After a stick of incense.

Wang Shuyue straightened her slender waist and walked out of the west wing: "Pour yourself a bowl of porridge, I'll go get my husband's poker."

She smiled and said, "It just so happens that I haven't learned it yet. You can teach me later."

……

The two women ultimately didn't play poker.

Instead, they lay in each other's arms in the underground palace all night, and fell into a deep sleep one after another in the early morning of the next day.

·

night.

Changshui County.

Bright lights.

The long street was crowded with pedestrians, surrounded by a winding river filled with floating paper lanterns.

"Look! The Tianxiang Tower's pleasure boat has arrived."

"That girl standing at the bow is quite pretty."

"With such a beautiful figure, could she be the most beautiful courtesan of Tianxiang Tower?"

"Showgirl?"

"She's not a show girl..."

Zhou Xiaoyi stood alone at the bow with a frosty face.

The pleasure boat floated around Changshui County three times, and she was pointed at and stared at all night long.

She took out the communication jade with her slender hands and stared at it for a long time with her beautiful eyes narrowed.

No message was sent to Zhao Qing either.

The woman with a veil on her face stopped playing the piano and slowly walked to the bow of the boat.

She said softly, "Are you worried?"

Zhou Xiaoyi shook her head slightly.

Miss Xiu chuckled: "Why not send a message to Master Zhao?"

My aunt looked thoughtful.

"I don't have much to do with him. I just had an appointment here, but I didn't see him, which made me feel a little annoyed."

The woman beside her slowly took off her veil and said with a smile, "There is a noble guest in Tianxiang Tower, who is in the middle stage of foundation building and has no Taoist partner yet."

Zhou Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes flashed, and she smiled and said, "Then Xiu'er might as well commit herself to him."

"No, Xiu'er means to help you connect. Sit down and have a cup of tea."

The woman's face was slightly cold: "No need."

"Why don't you send a message? We won't be able to buy lanterns on the street later!"

Zhou Xiaoyi: ...

Half an hour later, she threw the silent communication jade into the river and spat softly, "Lecher."

The woman was a little confused.

The communication jade at home was pinched by himself, and Zhao Qing's communication jade was fed to the fish.

For a moment, she didn't know whether she should continue to stay in Danxia City.

My great-grandfather is in the late stage of foundation building and has seven or eight years left to live... The recipe for the elixir might be found from someone else.

My father adopted two more sons, and my mother had already left the Duke's Mansion.

Where are you going now?

Zhou Xiaoyi was stunned.

Since when did I become so anxious?

The next moment, a smile appeared in her eyes and she held Xiu'er in her arms.

"Miss Xiu is so beautiful tonight."

"What if Master Zhao can't find you in the future?"

"I don't have the recipe. I won't see him. Come with me and walk around the street."

Xiu'er put on her veil again and took the hand of the woman next to her.

However... with her exquisite spiritual sense in the late stage of Qi training, she could sense that in the Changshui River, there was a ball of water vapor that was wrapping around the spiritual jade and rising and falling.

……

Seven days later.

A short-haired woman walked out of Zidan Pavilion.

She was lost in thought. Did Senior Brother Pei really not know... or was he unwilling to tell?

Gu Qinghuan looked back at the way back to the sect, then with determination, he headed straight towards the West Quarter.

Bloody Clothes Building.

Qinghuan found the familiar figure among the female cultivators who were welcoming and seeing off guests.

"Miss Wan'er!"

The receptionist turned around and felt that the woman in front of her looked familiar.

The one next to Zhao Keqing?

She looked at the haggard woman in front of her and almost didn't recognize her for a moment.

The last time we met, she was a fairy with extraordinary appearance, but today she looked like an ordinary woman.

"Are you Zhao Keqing's wife?"

Gu Qinghuan was startled and nodded slightly: "I want to meet Mr. Zhou."

Wan'er was silent for a moment and considered it.

He took the woman's cold hand and led her into a compartment on the first floor: "You rest here first, let me go and report."

She hesitated for a moment, turned around, made a cup of hot tea, and placed it next to Gu Qinghuan.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door of a compartment somewhere on the second floor.

The cold female cultivator in red gauze opened the door: "Wan'er."

"Zhao Keqing's wife is here and wants to see you."

Zhou Xiaoyi's expression froze. Shuyue is here?

Wan'er lowered her head and added, "Wan'er sees that she doesn't look well..."

Not looking well?

The woman frowned slightly and nodded, "I'll wait for her here."

A moment later, Gu Qinghuan arrived at the compartment on the second floor of the Xueyi Building.

Zhou Xiaoyi looked at the woman in front of her and frowned slightly.

Why is it her?

Gu Qinghuan looked down at the smooth floor, stopped behind the door, and did not move forward.

"Guest Zhou, our master hasn't returned for seven days. Qing Huan has searched everywhere but has found no leads. Having no other options, I finally found you."

Zhou Xiaoyi asked in confusion: "Zhao Qing is missing?"

"Talk about it."

The short-haired woman instantly gained courage and said softly, "Seven days ago, the master received a message from Senior Brother Pei..."

Zhou Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes flickered.

Pei Jin summons?

Preaching in the Dan Hall?

Cheng Buyi?

Why would Cheng Buyi take Zhao Qing away from the Dan Hall?!

For a moment, she was also confused.

Lanqingji is about to open. Could it be that Cheng Buyi has taken away the talented alchemists in the sect in advance?

Divine Blade Island and Ice Valley are far away from Danxia...Seven Killing Palace?

If the Sect Leader had not broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, he would not have come out of seclusion temporarily, otherwise he would not have allowed Qian Hongwei to do whatever he wanted.

But if one breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage, the Danxia Sect's formation should be removed.

After all, the Four Symbols Sect does not have a Nascent Soul, so eating the Four Symbols Sect before Lan Qingji opens is the top priority.

But if Cheng Buzhi's actions were not the Sect Leader's intention, then whose intention was it?

Gu Qinghuan was silent for a while, then whispered, "Guest Zhou..."

As Zhou Xiaoyi was thinking, she saw the woman's skirt covered in mud and frowned slightly: "Shut up!"

She couldn't help but think of the past, and she really didn't understand why Zhao Qing brought her home...

The next moment, her beautiful eyes slowly widened.

The short-haired female cultivator trembled, then her knees slowly bent and she knelt on the ground.

The haggard face continued to droop, with the forehead pressed against the ground and the messy hair scattered all over the floor.

"The master has offended you many times before, and Qinghuan apologizes to you on his behalf."

"My sister can't hold on any longer at home."

"The master may be in danger, please help find him..."

Zhou Xiaoyi looked at the head pressed against the ground in front of her, her mind going blank.

In a moment, she realized that behind the sense of peace in the yard was a heavy burden.

"stand up."

"Where did you meet Pei Jin? Take me to find him."

"Put on this robe."