Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 282 Yue's Fantastic Ideas

Niuweigang is extremely quiet late at night, with only the old locust tree whispering in the night wind.

Although the lights in every household were turned off, the light from the bright stars and the bright moon still illuminated the entire village.

The old house of Shuyue's family has now become a ruin.

Fortunately, there is still a side room... big enough for two people to sleep in.

But Shuyue is no longer the girl she used to be, and it is rare for her to have time to herself.

The already rotten wooden couch could not bear the weight and turned into broken firewood all over the ground.

Wang Shuyue collapsed among the broken wood, her messy black hair sticking to her cheeks, her watery eyes full of charm.

……

The morning light is dim.

Outside Niuweigang, the morning dew is crystal clear and the mist is light.

"Husband, do you feel that... this year's spring is very long."

Wang Shuyue lay in her husband's arms, carefully cleaning the dirt off her fair and slender fingers.

After all, she had indulged herself in extreme passion last night, and it was inevitable that she would dig her slender hands into the grass and mud.

Zhao Qing leaned forward slightly, carefully examining his wife's charming face, and sighed softly, "This spring is indeed very long."

This is an unusual spring.

The home in Songshanfang is gone, Qinghuan's cultivation is gone, many people know about Sihe's existence, and many old acquaintances have gone to Shouyun Mountain... but I always feel that the familiarity of the past is missing.

Brother Li still loves wine, but now it seems that there is less people to drink with.

Xie Yihan still looked the same, and had a gentle and considerate personality, but the respectful tone in his words made both him and Qinghuan feel uncomfortable.

Wang Teng became more steady and no longer sought petty gains. Every day, apart from taking care of the sect's affairs, he would spend time with his wife...but he was never heard to mention his sister again.

Even Zeng Nianke, who had always been following their family, seemed to have lost some of her charm and would no longer tease him into sleeping with her.

The communication jade on his body emitted a faint spiritual energy.

[Hong Ning: Last night, I went out with several of my senior brothers and sisters. We had a great time chatting and joking, and I thought of you again.]

The only person who hadn't changed was Zhao Hongning, who still threw pieces of gravel into their house out of the blue, causing ripples.

Shu Yue curled her lips and spat, "Then why didn't she send a message last night?"

"Isn't it because you can't take care of entertaining men?"

Zhao Qing: ...

Very good, next time you see a little bitch, just treat her like this.

Zhao Qing put away the communication jade and stopped making trouble for Shuyue. He gently combed the black hair that was stained on her lips.

Hong Ning's position in their family is very strange.

Xiaoyi and Shuyue both felt that Hong Ning was very good to their family, devoted to them, and had a romantic relationship with Zhao Qing, so they were willing to accept her from the bottom of their hearts... and even regarded her as a sister.

But they also felt that Hong Ning's words were false and untrue, and her attitude towards Zhao Qing was ambiguous, calling herself a close friend - this made them very annoyed.

As for Qing Huan...

Qinghuan never expresses his opinion on such matters.

Si He was even more like watching the fun and was not afraid of getting into trouble. He suggested that Zhao Qing catch the little green tea girl and beat her up.

I heard my wife's gentle voice asking in my ears.

"How many times has Shuyue flown?"

Zhao Qing:?

His mind moved slightly, and the virtual panel in front of him gradually emerged.

【Wang Shuyue】

【Life and Death Together】

[Gain Alchemist Experience: 560]

[Alchemist: Second-level upper grade (/)]

Zhao Qing calculated briefly, gently kneading the tight, slender waist in his arms, and whispered in his wife's ear, "From the old house to this countryside... twenty-eight times."

The woman's eyelashes fluttered and her eyes were a little blurry.

"Compared to... Qing Huan?"

This!

Shuyue is really getting cocky. This record is just enough to crush Xiaoyi, but it is no match for Qinghuan and Sihe.

Qinghuan can enjoy the whole night just by staying alone by the bed.

Si He is a pure and abstinent girlfriend. She usually doesn't get emotional, but once they make love, she would like to eat him alive.

Zhao Qing hesitated for a moment, chuckled, and pinched Shuyue's rosy cheeks: "Qinghuan and Xiaoyi are far inferior to you."

Wang Shuyue wrinkled her nose slightly, turned her pretty face away and spat, "My husband, are you saying that Shuyue has no sense of shame and is a dissolute person?"

Isn't this what you wanted to ask yourself?!

Zhao Qing smiled apologetically, lifted his wife's jaw, and kissed her deeply for a long time, indicating that he knew he was wrong.

But he himself didn't know where he went wrong.

The woman lay on the grass, the feigned anger on her pretty face gradually faded away, and ripples appeared in her bright eyes.

She slapped her husband's shoulder hard and pushed him aside.

The woman panted softly, her eyes fixed on him, her smile full of amusement and mischief: "Is it delicious?"

Zhao Qing was stunned for a moment, then said against his will, "It's sweet and delicious."

"Humph!"

Shuyue snorted in disdain and chuckled, "Slippery tongue."

"My husband said it's delicious, so it's delicious. From now on, Shuyue will drink white porridge every day."

She curled up like a little animal and nestled in her husband's arms.

"Your Alchemist realm is almost reaching the third level, right?"

Zhao Qing gently patted his wife's shoulders and let her have a good rest.

At the same time, he casually replied, "Not far from the third level."

"I have a deep understanding of most of the pill formulas and techniques in the Golden Core Stage."

"Unfortunately, due to the limitation of my cultivation level, I can only refine the Wandering Soul Earth Pill of the Golden Core Stage. It takes a lot of energy but I can't earn much resources."

In fact, the price of the Wandering Soul Pill is extremely high. It is a pill that is necessary for Jindan cultivators to condense the five energies. When sold together with the other four types, it costs hundreds of thousands of spirit stones to purchase it.

But Zhao Qing's family is now very wealthy. In addition to Lu Qing's inheritance, they also have taxes from the State of Chu and mineral veins in the four southwestern counties... They are not short of resources at all.

Instead, the Alchemist realm seems to be very useless...

Shu Yue nodded gently and said to herself, "It's a pity that I didn't join the Purple Pearl lineage back then, otherwise my husband would have been able to shine in the Zhongzhou Holy Land."

Hearing this, Zhao Qing couldn't help but sigh.

Even though more than ten years have passed, he still gets angry when he thinks about this incident.

He brought Shuyue Xiaoyi and Qinghuan to the fucking Zizhu Holy Land!

Everyone went to participate in the Danta Trial!

Passed the first three levels of tests!

But I didn't expect to be kicked out and go back to where I came from...

Zhao Qing said softly, "It's not bad now. We are all in Shouyun Mountain. When Si You's incense is sufficient, Si He's divine incarnation can also leave the seal and take a stroll."

Wang Shuyue twisted her body slightly and snuggled into her husband's arms again, muttering to herself, "I just hope that Qingying won't try to stop me."

Green shadow?

"I don't think so. She is still working as someone's junior sister in making talismans in Vientiane, Liguo." Zhao Qing replied.

He and Si He had discussed countless times whether Qingying would hinder Si You's development of incense.

Qingying should not pay attention to Si Youxiang's affairs.

Especially after learning more secrets from Dao Xin...

Because fuck!

The person sealed by the Blood-Clothed Tower Master was not Si He at all.

To be precise, what she sealed should be... the fragment of the Heavenly Dao that can bring vast lifespan and vitality.

That is the double horns on Cheng Huang's forehead. However, those double horns are closely related to Si He's talent and life, trapping her under the Jiuyaotian seal.

From this point of view, Si He's purpose of nurturing Shintoism and leaving Shouyun Mountain in an incarnation does not conflict with Qingying's purpose.

Wang Shuyue nodded slightly. "When we were at the Fragrance Mark Sea, Xiaoyi mentioned the Wanxiang Sect to Meng Xue. I wonder if Xueshen Peak will go and investigate..."

The morning sun rises and the clouds are covered with mist.

The couple snuggled together, casually chatting about the past and the future.

When talking about how to make Si You's people spread across the Chu State faster...

Shuyue seemed to have suddenly thought of something, her bright eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.

She took out a yellowed book from her storage ring and handed it to her husband for inspection.

——My View on the Art of Phantom Communication

This was something Zhao Qing used when he was tempering his spiritual consciousness in his early years. Later, it was given to his aunt and Qinghuan to use, and finally fell into Shuyue's hands.

It can be said that the peerless swordsman of that time made great contributions to their family.

Zhao Qing was slightly surprised, not quite understanding the connection between this divine commentary and Si Youxianghuo. He asked softly, "What's so strange about this?"

My wife's dark eyes turned and a smile appeared on her cherry lips.

She rested her head on her husband's shoulder, legs curled up together, and slowly flipped through the book, searching for...

Soon, she moved her fingers across the pages of the book and paused on the words, attracting Zhao Qing's attention.

It was a sentence he had memorized more than ten years ago.

[In my opinion, Tongyou, as an ancient cultivation technique and a unique product for refining the spirit, actually focuses on the method rather than the technique, and is refined in spirit but superficial.]

[In ancient times, there were those who specialized in understanding the profound, who could see the subtle and understand the profound, and who could gain knowledge by studying things.]

Shuyue laughed softly and said, "What do you think of this place?"

Zhao Qing responded, "The signature of the Palace Master of Qianyuan Palace, Qin Chuxin."

The wife closed the book, a cunning look flashing in her bright eyes.

"Shuyue has read so many novels over the years, including many autobiographies of heroes, many of which are signed."

"But why would Palace Master Qin, a Nascent Soul cultivator, annotate this Qi Condensation Stage Divine Consciousness Secret Technique and spread it throughout the Chu State?"

Zhao Qing's eyes froze instantly, his thoughts following Shuyue's words.

Qin Chuxin is a disciple of Li Yan, and his main focus is the mighty power of spiritual consciousness.

Perhaps she created the art of communicating with the spirits to identify those with abnormal spiritual awareness? Or was she simply promoting the techniques of ancient cultivators from before the Dao calamity?

But this was obviously not the point in Shuyue's words.

Zhao Qing gradually revealed a smile of understanding, and met his wife's eyes. "Should we find some writers to write a book for Empress Si You, and have it spread throughout the land of Chu?"

Seeing that her husband understood instantly, the woman smiled lightly and nodded her head slightly.

"Among ordinary people, unmarried girls do nothing but needlework and read love stories."

"Even scholars who are solely focused on achieving academic success will inevitably read books about gods, ghosts, and otherworldly things."

"The story of Empress Ruo is widely circulated in the State of Chu..."

Wang Shuyue casually took out a jade slip, bit her lips lightly with her pearly teeth, and thought about engraving words on it.

Zhao Qing stared intently, gradually revealing a look of surprise and astonishment.

Tiger Enters the Tent

[Things in the world are like flowing water, life is just a dream.]

I have lived a ridiculous life for decades, and when I was young, I also looked up at the vast immortal path beyond the clouds.

In the deep mountains of southwest Chu, I once had an old friend named Wang Teng.

When we were young and strong, we went to Yunmeng Marsh to hunt in the foothills and exchanged it for silver to support our livelihood.

It is late at night and the wind is still blowing.

A huge, leopard-like tiger came silently into the tent. For a moment, a fishy wind blew in my face, and my mouth was as bloody as an abyss.

I was instantly frightened to death, not to mention that my brother Wang Teng was a coward and had never seen such a scene before!

I was almost losing my mind at that time, and I just ran away in panic. It was not until I ran for several miles that I suddenly realized that Wang Teng didn't follow me...

Over the past thirty years, whenever I think of the old days, I feel filled with regret and shame.

I originally thought that my brother had long been killed... But last year on the Lantern Festival Night, in the heavy snow, I met him again!

He still has the same youthful appearance and strong physique as before.

The old man suddenly realized that Wang Teng had become a practitioner pursuing the vast immortal path.

He seemed to resent me, seemed to mock me, or perhaps he had already let go of the past.

In the wind and snow, he was dressed in a purple robe with long hair flying, and he looked handsome and extraordinary.

He left only a few words and flew away with the wind to the cold stars in the sky.

He said:……

"That fierce tiger back then was a child serving under Empress Si You, who came here only to lead the way for us."

The patterns on the jade slip gradually faded away. Zhao Qing leaned sideways with great interest, his eyes full of aftertaste.

I didn't expect Shuyue had this ability. It's not in vain that I've read the storybooks all these years.

As for Wang Teng’s reputation being damaged…this is not the first time.

More than ten years ago, Brother Teng's name had spread throughout the entire second level of Danta, so this should not be a bit different.

The redness on Shuyue's pretty face gradually faded, her bright eyes seemed to be able to speak, and she glanced at her husband and raised her delicate chin.

"Strange stories like these are mostly loved by scholars and the rich."

"If you were a girl in the boudoir..."

【Shrine of Gods and Ghosts】

[Lu Yuyan, a native of Wu'an County, is in her twenties, with a beautiful appearance and is famous within a radius of ten miles.

Her husband, Ye Lang, entered the county school as a scholar in the year Guimao and enjoyed a high status in the village. He was exempted from kneeling in government offices and from paying the Ding tax.

However, just a few days after the wedding, Ye Lang went back and forth to Yanliuhuaxiang day and night, beating and scolding his wife at every turn and humiliating her to the extreme.

As a woman, Yuyan knew that she had no choice but to accept it as her fate.

One day, Mr. Ji, a strange man from the Liao Dynasty, traveled around Wu'an and stayed overnight in his hometown.

It is said that Mr. Ji An is known as Ruyi Gaoyang, who knows the will of heaven and can turn misfortune into fortune and change the world.

Yuyan had heard about it for a long time and was looking forward to it.

Her husband had not returned for several months, so Yuyan went out at night to look for him and ask for his advice.

Only then did she understand the whole story - her husband was seduced by ghosts and spirits, and he was unable to escape by contributing his blood, blood and essence every day.

Mr. Ji took Yuyan to Siyou County overnight, found a temple, had her kneel down and pray, and made a clay figurine to take back home for protection.

For the next few months, Lu Yuyan watched over the clay sculpture in vain, offering it incense, candles and fire every day.

Seeing no results, he just thought that Mr. Ji had cheated him out of his money.

At the end of the year, Ye Lang returned home.

The clay figure suddenly turned into smoke out of thin air!

A white-haired fairy walked on the mist, and with a wave of her hand, she took away some of the dark mist. The man fell unconscious to the ground in an instant.

At that moment, the door of the house was knocked hurriedly by the government office, and a loud voice was heard: "Mr. Ye is a bad man. He was stripped of his county registration when he arrived in the county town. The county magistrate took pity on him and gave him a few small plots of land as compensation. You can live comfortably for the rest of your life..."

……

I have heard about this matter for a long time, and I have also speculated whether Yuyan's husband was stripped of his county registration because of the clay fairy?

In the winter month, I traveled to Lu Niu County with several friends and finally learned the name of the goddess.

Everyone calls her—Empress Siyou.]