After my Taoist partner was destroyed, the fairy who coveted me took action

"The method of soul fusion? Isn't it too early and too profound for a cultivator in the foundation-building stage?"

"We can't delay any longer. Xiaoxiao said that she will be able to start going through the Golden Core Tribulation in a month. Two spirits will make the difficulty of the tribulation increase exponentially, and Xiaoxiao won't be able to withstand it.

Besides, after a cultivator reaches the Golden Core stage, his soul will become very tough, and it will be difficult to fuse them at that time."

Pei Yuhan felt a headache when he thought of this, but luckily he had his Taoist partner who was as soft as jade by his side. Smelling the refreshing and pleasant fragrance from his Taoist partner, his heart calmed down.

"Well, Ahan, whatever you decide to do, I will support you."

Ye Liyuan said this.

.........

Without disturbing Ye Liyuan's rest, Pei Yuhan accompanied his Taoist partner to finish their meal and then walked out of the secret room.

Speaking of which, after reaching the Golden Core stage, Pei Yuhan seldom ate grains. It was not until Li Yuan's cultivation level was lost in recent months and she could no longer fast that he started to eat worldly food with his Taoist partner.

Although these meals could not provide much nutrition to Pei Yuhan, just being with the beautiful Li Yuan and satisfying his appetite was quite good.

After saying goodbye to his Taoist companion, Pei Yuhan wandered around the Han Palace Sword Mansion aimlessly.

He had been very busy in the past few months, running around for Li Yuan's affairs. Now that Li Yuan's health was nourished by the Fountain of Youth, her life was beginning to improve. At least she was no longer in danger. Pei Yuhan, who had a moment of free time, felt a sense of emptiness.

Whizzing--

The sound of breaking wind rang out in the lonely snowy night.

There is no need to guess, you know who is practicing sword skills hard again.

Pei Yuhan concealed his breath as usual and prepared to watch the scene of "Fairy Dancing with Swords Under the Moon".

This is something Qingyueqiu doesn't know until now.

That is her constant effort, and he, as her master, has actually been seeing it all the time.

.........

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and in the cold wind, Qing Yueqiu's sword-wielding movements were somewhat distorted.

This is the cold night in the Han Palace Sword Mansion. Even the cultivators with surging spiritual energy flowing in their bodies feel a little uncomfortable.

What's more, when Qing Yueqiu was practicing swordplay, he would deliberately not use spiritual energy to strengthen his body, and try his best to feel the subtleties of swordplay more delicately with his ordinary physical fitness.

This is naturally even more uncomfortable.

The girl's whole body was frozen red and her eyes were a little dazed.

Subconsciously, Qing Yueqiu recalled the cold night when his master picked him up.

That year, there was a heavy snowfall in the capital city, which was rare in decades.

Because of the war, countless refugees gathered outside the capital, so after one night, when you stood on the city wall, you could see a pile of stiff corpses covered with white frost under the wall.

Such a group of dead bodies cannot be kept forever. The emperor of the mortal world cannot bear to see such a sad tragedy.

Every day, the imperial guards would pile up the refugees who had frozen to death outside the city and cremate them collectively.

But even so, countless refugees still came to the vicinity of this cold capital city.

Because outside the capital, there is rice directly donated by the court. As long as they can get it every day, they will not starve to death. However, after layers of exploitation, the relief food donated by other cities every day is almost gone...

Everyone would rather freeze to death in the cold night than let stomach acid burn their stomachs and starve to death, so they rushed to the capital one after another.

Ironically, these corpses that turned into firewood became the capital for the refugees who later rushed to the capital to survive.

The fire burned by the bodies of those who had frozen to death in the cold night warmed the frozen hands and feet of the refugees who came later.

Some of the more resourceful refugees began to secretly collect the bodies of those who had frozen to death, turning them into firewood at night to keep themselves warm and give themselves a chance to survive.

Qingyueqiu is one of these refugees.

At that time, she didn't have a name. She was just a poor refugee whose life was as worthless as grass on the roadside. No one knew when she would die in some inconspicuous corner.

But even so, she tried hard to survive.

Because she was too weak, she could not compete with other refugees in grabbing relief food, and even if she did grab it, it might be snatched away by stronger refugees.

She heard that life in the capital was prosperous, and the leftovers from the wine and meat eaten by the masters were enough to make the refugees fat and strong. Even if they only ate the leftovers that the restaurants dumped into the alleys, they would still live like gods.

So she had a lofty goal, which was to successfully enter the capital and become a beggar in the capital!

Later, with her petite body, she successfully hid in a grain cart of a caravan and sneaked into the capital.

The capital city is really prosperous. There is no distinction between day and night. People on the streets are singing and dancing all day long. Even at night, the capital city is as bright as day under the dim lights.

But she was very self-aware and knew that she was just a lowly mouse with cursed silver hair. She couldn't stand in the sun and couldn't be seen by those people wearing bright and colorful clothes.

The dim alley is where she can live.

Fortunately, the refugees outside did not lie to her, and she snatched the first piece of meat in two years from the mouth of a big yellow dog.

In this way, relying on her tenacious resilience, she survived in the capital.

But the goddess of luck will not always be on her side.

It was a night with a very round and big moon and it was also very cold, and she was sick.

The petite body was covered with bruises and cracks from being beaten for stealing leftovers. She lay trembling in the corner of the alley, licking her wounds alone like a defeated kitten.

My head was getting heavier and my body was getting hotter.

But my heart is getting colder and colder.

She knew that she might not be able to hold on any longer.

Falling like a blade of grass in an unknown dark corner is probably the fate of people like her.

No matter how strong your desire to survive is, you can only live a few more days or half a month.

Just like a madly running wild dog, sooner or later it will not escape the fate of rotting in some corner.

She thought of her father whom she had buried with her own hands while on the run.

Was it this cold when Dad died? No, Dad died with a smile on his face. Was it because I was by his side?

But now, I am the only one dying alone.

Who can come and accompany me...

In a trance, a pair of white shoes appeared in front of me.

He held an umbrella to shield himself from the snow that kept falling on him.

"Brother Pei, what are you doing?"

"Oh, Junior Sister Ye... this girl is asking me for help..."

The handsome young man in white said this and placed his hand on her body, dispelling the coldness of death, leaving her with only the warmth of his big hand.

On that lonely and cold night, Qingyueqiu felt warmth for the first time since his family was broken up.

Chapter 27: The purpose of Yueqiu's practice is to make the master happy

"Do you have a name?"

"Qing girl? Too rustic..."

"Well, when I found you, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. The moon that night is still beautiful when I think of it. So I'll call you Qingyueqiu."

"Come, I'll teach you how to write."

.........

The cold wind blew the remaining clouds in the sky, and as the clouds drifted away, the obscured moonlight was cast, shining on Qingyueqiu's body.

The girl's three thousand silver hairs, under the bright and cold moonlight, reveal a dreamy silver light, which sets off the girl's otherworldly face, making her look like a fairy in a myth who is about to rush to the moon and stars.

hum-

The spiritual energy gathered on the sword edge like a whirlwind, making the cold sword light brighter than the moonlight!

Snowflakes were flying all over the sky along with the sword energy. At the moment when Qingyueqiu dropped the sword, the whistling cold wind and the falling snow all stopped.

"call--"

Qing Yueqiu, whose spiritual energy was somewhat exhausted, slowly exhaled a breath of white air. As she sheathed the sword, the stagnant cold wind and the snow returned to their previous arrogant state.

Her legs went limp, and Qing Yueqiu's body fell backwards helplessly like a blade of grass bent by the wind.

Although the snow on the ground was as thick as a blanket and would not hurt you if you fell, it was still uncomfortable to have your body soaked in the cold snow.

Qing Yueqiu slowly closed his eyes, preparing to face the chill and dampness that penetrated his heart.

But——that annoying feeling of being wrapped in ice and snow did not appear.

Instead, she felt an unexpectedly warm heart.

It was the embrace of her master that she dreamed of feeling again.

"Thank you for your hard work, Yueqiu... Your sword has already developed a spiritual charm. If we are both in the lower Jindan stage, even your master's wife can't compare to you in terms of understanding of swords."

Pei Yuhan looked at his first disciple in his arms, who had transformed from a little girl wet behind the ears into a graceful and elegant young lady. There was not a trace of distracting thoughts in his eyes, only admiration and a little bit of heartache.

This girl is really too crazy about practicing sword skills, she is squeezing her talent and body to the limit.

Qing Yueqiu's ruby-like gorgeous eyes were wide open as she stared at Pei Yuhan's face in a daze, as if she had not yet recovered from her master's sudden hug.

Pei Yuhan thought that the little girl was unconscious after overdrawing her spiritual energy, so he immediately took out a mint-flavored refreshing pill and stuffed it into her mouth to wake his eldest disciple up.

Qing Yueqiu looked at Pei Yuhan's finger and suddenly felt numb.

Open your crystal clear lips and take it in your mouth.

After subconsciously licking the mint-flavored pill, the cool and refreshing feeling directly reached the taste buds, which brought Qingyueqiu back to his senses.

The girl's cold white skin immediately turned a fiery red and she quickly spit it out.

Seeing that the master's slender fingertips were covered with saliva, Qingyueqiu made a cute "gu" sound.

"Teacher...Master?"

She murmured, seeming a little bit unbelievable.

I actually sucked his fingers in front of my Master!

It’s over. Will this make Master think that I am a shameless disciple?