Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Ten days later, Zixiaju.

The spiritual liquid flowed like a stream, fell into the clear pool, and then turned into white mist and dissipated.

Cheng Yue looked at the four Qi-refining disciples in front of him with a calm expression.

He said slowly, "Sun Peng, your alchemy skills are good, but the medicinal properties of the pills you made these times are a little off. In the future, you should think more about the choice of herbs for your pills."

The cultivator named Sun Peng bowed slightly and said, "Sun Peng thanks the master for your guidance."

The man in white robe stopped talking and looked at Cheng Buyi silently.

Cheng Buyi instantly understood what his uncle meant: "Junior Brother Sun, you can go to the Dharma Hall to collect the 5,000 tribute."

Sun Peng showed an ecstatic look on his face, five thousand contributions!

It just happened to be a Foundation Establishment Pill, which was also in line with my ninth level of Qi Refining...

His eyes were filled with gratitude, and he bowed again: "Sun Peng thanks the sect for your cultivation!"

……

After Sun Peng left.

Cheng Yue's gaze shifted back and forth between Chen Fan and Zhao Qing.

He spoke again, "Chen Fan, you are extremely talented and have a very solid foundation in alchemy. After you achieve the elixir, it will be easy for you to become famous in the Chu State."

Chen Fan bowed and said, "Without the Sect Master's guidance, Chen Fan would never be where he is today!"

The man in white robe nodded slightly.

"That chief, let him pass."

He directly took out his leader token and threw it to Cheng Buzhi.

Cheng Buyi had a strange look on his face and handed the leader's token to Chen Fan.

"Take this token and go to the Dan Hall to meet Pei Jin. He will know what to do."

Chen Fan's expression was moved, and tears glistened in his eyes.

Danxia Sect, the order from the leader!

In my own hands...

He bowed three times and then slowly walked out of Zixia Residence.

……

Only Zhao Qing, Cheng Buyi and Cheng Yue were left in the pavilion.

At this moment, Zhao Qing only felt that there was another formation covering him, and the entire pavilion seemed to have turned into an iron barrel.

There was a buzzing sound in my ears, my vision was blurred, and as for my spiritual consciousness... I couldn't mobilize it at all.

"Zhao Qing, you will follow me out of Chu in three days to participate in a trial."

Zhao Qing had been prepared in his heart. He had thought a lot in the past ten days... After all, the Lanqing Gathering was about to begin, so it was reasonable for there to be some movement in the sect.

He bowed and asked, "Is there any danger?"

Cheng Yue was silent for a moment and turned his gaze to Cheng Buyi.

Cheng Buyi whispered, "There's no danger. All the alchemists in the world will participate."

Zhao Qing was stunned.

The world?

The world of Chu?

Or is it the world of the eighteen countries of Yongning Prefecture?

He whispered, "I have wives and concubines at home, so I can't leave for too long."

Cheng Buyi glanced at his uncle and said, "This trip will take at least a year, and you can bring five people with you."

Zhao Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone in his heart finally came down.

One year... The State of Chu was in chaos, so it would be safer to stay with the leader.

Moreover, the fact that the Sect Leader left himself to the end showed that this trial opportunity must be extremely precious.

He thought about it for a moment, then stopped thinking about it.

Now that things have come to this, there is no possibility of jumping out of the car temporarily...

The man in white robes waved his hand and said, "Meet me here in three days."

Zhao Qing nodded, then turned around and left quickly.

Cheng Yue looked at his nephew and said with a smile, "Look at what you've done to my sect over the years. How come so many people have run away?"

Cheng Buyi sat down on a wooden chair and shook his head, "There's nothing I can do. I can't stop it."

The man in white robe took out the spirit wine and then took out two wine glasses from somewhere.

He started drinking with his nephew.

"Li Yuanxiu, what do you think?"

"Not aggressive enough, but more than enough to maintain the status quo."

"We don't know when we'll be back. Go find an elder in the next two days."

Cheng Buyi said directly: "Hu Hai, who is in the late foundation building stage, and Pei Jin, who is in the middle foundation building stage, can both be elders."

"Just don't find me another Li Yuanxiu."

"Then let's go with Pei Jin. He's suitable, but his cultivation is a bit low."

"Then let's take this person. Just give him some resources."

Cheng Yue's expression gradually became serious and he no longer mentioned the sect's affairs.

"How many alchemists did you find from the Chu State when you returned to Zizhu Tower?"

Cheng Buyi's eyes flashed: "In the Great Chu Palace, there is an alchemist who is in the late Jindan stage."

"In Qingquan County, Beimo, there is an alchemist in the late foundation building stage, known as the Alchemy Ghost."

"In the Changsheng Sword Sect, there is a sword cultivator who specializes in sword balls..."

Cheng Yue was stunned and whispered, "Sword cultivators don't want that."

"The Liu family in Tiannan County has an alchemist who is at the ninth level of Qi Refining. I haven't seen him yet."

"In Lanxian Palace, there is an alchemist who is in the early stage of foundation building."

"Jiangbei Murong clan..."

"..."

Cheng Yue's eyes flickered. The world only knew that he was the leader of the Danxia Sect.

But he was just an ordinary disciple in the Purple Tower of the Immortal Palace.

I can only stay in this remote Yongning Prefecture.

A purple jade token appeared in his hand, with a round bulge on it, like a pill.

This order can be used for summons.

There are words appearing on it...

"The Purple Pearl Tower and the Dan Pagoda will be opened in the autumn of Jiachen. The world should know about this."

Cheng Yue sighed slightly.

All the alchemy masters in the world belong to Zizhu.

It's time to go back again.

Next time I come back to Chu, I must concentrate on seclusion... at least I have to condense a five-colored Nascent Soul!

……

After Zhao Qing left Danxia Palace, he activated a wind-controlling talisman without any hesitation and rushed home quickly.

In just half a cup of tea, he arrived at the foot of Shouyun Mountain.

His spiritual sense swept across his own courtyard, and the dust-sealing formation was activated, making it impossible to investigate...

Only then did he slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

My wife and Qinghuan should not have run around.

dong dong dong.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Shuyue!"

The next moment, a sweet cry came into my ears.

The gate of his house opened instantly, and his wife staggered into his arms.

"Husband..."

Zhao Qing remained silent and closed the door.

He held up his wife's pretty face and looked at it carefully.

Shuyue's eyes were lifeless at this moment, staring blankly at the person in front of her, drops of crystal light turning into lines and rain.

Zhao Qing slowly took her into his arms and patted her back.

Wang Shuyue was like a puppet, completely unable to move at this moment.

Like mud, she collapsed in her husband's arms, not saying a word...

Zhao Qing whispered, "Where's Qinghuan?"

He subconsciously released his spiritual sense and searched around the house.

In an instant, my mind was struck by lightning.

He simply ignored Zhou Xiaoyi in the quiet room and locked his consciousness in the west wing.

The woman who used to be so gentle and delicate was now lying in the bathtub crying silently.

But his eyes were already covered with blood, as if he had been poisoned.

His lips were pale and bloodless.

Her once beautiful face now looked as haggard as a peasant woman in her thirties or forties.

The corners of Zhao Qing's lips trembled slightly, and he did not approach the west wing.

Instead, he held his wife in his arms, slowly leaned against the door, and waited quietly.

Unconsciously, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

His wife's delicate little hand gently touched his cheek and murmured, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."

Half a quarter of an hour later, the door of the west wing opened.

The woman's hair was as black as ink, just a little wet.

Her complexion was rosy and her face was full of smiles, but the haggardness between her eyebrows could not be concealed.

Zhao Qing saw those blood-red eyes again.

My mind was shaken violently.

This time it was not Zhou Xiaoyi's eyes, but Gu Qinghuan's eyes.

In order to make herself look better, she took Baohua Yulu Pills.

"Master, you are back."

Zhao Qing nodded gently: "Qinghuan, come here."

Gu Qinghuan's plain skirt was spotless, and she walked in front of Zhao Qing with lotus steps.

Then, he pressed her into his arms and could no longer move.

Zhao Qing picked up the two of them and whispered, "I'll take you to a good night's sleep."