Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 317: Can’t afford to play?

The year Dingsi was an extremely special year for the State of Chu.

At the beginning of the year, the once-in-a-decade Lanqing gathering begins, and the resources of the 90,000 miles of mountains and rivers are replanned.

The Divine Sword Island drifted from the endless East China Sea, and the cold light of Xiaosha on the Qingyun Wall cut off the Lanjiang River.

The Sun and Zheng families in Songshan County fought for the mining vein of Shangfang. Songshanfang was almost completely destroyed, and dozens of foundation-building cultivators were killed or injured, as well as countless Qi-cultivating cultivators.

When the Jingzhe era came, the dispute between Lan and Qing came to an end, the Changsheng Sword was broken into pieces, and the Haomiao Divine Sword dominated the Great Chu.

Lu Qing, the leader of the Divine Sword Sect, was extremely ferocious. With one powerful sword strike, he chopped down the already devastated Songshanfang. He then rushed a thousand miles to Changshengfang and attacked it brazenly.

At that time, a white-haired goddess gathered clouds into a sword, emerged from Tianshui Heyang Mountain, and flew across 30,000 miles on the sword to hunt down Lu Qing, wiping him and the Divine Sword Sect into the East China Sea.

The throne of the Great Chu was passed down from generation to generation. The youngest daughter of the Zhou family took charge of the state seal, and the prime minister Zhou Zongliang took over the emperor's orders and sat in the imperial city.

Si You founded his own sect, taking the ancient Danxia area in the deep mountains of the southwest as its root. Together with the royal family, they worshipped the Du, Zhou, and Wu families and occupied the four southwestern counties.

same year.

All the Yujing disciples hiding in various parts of the world received the news.

The eighth position of the Blood Robe is vacant, and the Blood Son Trial begins in autumn. At the end of the year, the Blood Sons of ninety states will compete to defeat Longyuan!

However, Zhao Qing, who was designated as Yongning's blood son, has been in a very embarrassing situation in recent days.

……

There is a peach and willow garden on the top of Shouyun Mountain. The scorching sun seems to have ignored this place. Walking among the lush green willows, you can only feel the refreshing cool mountain breeze.

The waterfall roars, the sound is like thunder, the water surges and churns, and the water vapor is misty, just like a fairyland on earth.

The palace buildings are embedded in the cliffs, where you can look at the waterfall, drink the moon, and soar into the sky.

Here... is the new house of Zhao Qing's family. It is exactly the same as Si He's bluestone courtyard back then. It is also obscured by her vast soul. Ordinary cultivators cannot perceive the scenery here at all.

At this moment, Wang Shuyue closed her eyes and sat quietly under the waterfall to complete the homework assigned by Si He - in order to comprehend the power of the Tianqing sword.

The rushing waterfall was like a raging river. The woman's ink-black hair was tightly attached to her oval face, and her wet clothes outlined her exquisite curves to the fullest.

She has now started taking Zizhu's Daoji Pill and is preparing to build her foundation.

In the days to come, in addition to cultivating his own Taoist foundation, he will also study the Tianqing Sword with Si He.

"Add one more hour today."

The lazy and cold voice spreads through, giving people a sense of inviolability.

Shuyue's delicate body trembled slightly. She curled her lips slightly and glanced at Si He not far away with resentment, without saying a word.

Ever since her husband came back, Si He has been looking like a devil for three consecutive days.

Lian Xiaoyi didn't dare to tease or humiliate her anymore...

The white-haired woman had eyebrows as dark as smoke, skin as white as snow, and her slender legs and snow-white feet were faintly visible under her white skirt.

The pupils, as deep as a dark pool, were reflected brown by the warm sun, and the brilliance that inadvertently revealed in the beautiful eyes seemed to attract even the mountain breeze.

Si He took slow steps and entered the exquisite and magnificent palace.

Walking through the empty halls and corridors, bare feet on the wooden steps made no sound at all.

She turned and went to the third floor and pushed open the door of her aunt's study.

My aunt was wearing that scarlet gauze dress and kneeling quietly on the ground. When she saw Si He coming over... she pursed her red lips slightly, and her cold face turned a little red.

Si He's beautiful eyes swept across, condescendingly examining her aunt's shameful and angry posture. She reached out her slender hand to lift her chin, and asked lazily, "Are you tired?"

Zhou Xiaoyi: ...

She wanted to scold this two-faced little bitch harshly, but she had been imprisoned by her powerful spiritual power since early morning and could not move at all.

As for why Si He is like this...

It goes without saying that it was because she and Zhao Qing played too much, which made her, the real owner, unhappy.

Not only did he ask Zhao Qing in front of Hong Ning who he was willing to serve as his master, but he also performed the master-servant duties on the returning flying boat.

Although these were just jokes, he later bent down to be a slave and fulfilled his promise.

But Si He was obviously using this as an excuse to throw a tantrum, and no one could do anything about it.

……

Si He looked at Zhou Xiaoyi's cold and angry face and said frivolously, "You are just a cowardly bitch who only knows how to act superior in front of me."

"When you teased me in the past, have you ever experienced the joy of being unable to struggle and yet willingly sinking into despair?"

Her aunt looked indifferent and stared at her with contempt.

Si He teased her a few more times, thinking that it was meaningless if Xiaoyi didn't respond to her, but she didn't dare to really untie Xiaoyi's restraints, otherwise she would definitely be scolded... and maybe even her true colors would be revealed.

cough cough.

Thinking of this, Si He's heart was moved, and he immediately turned around and left to find Qinghuan.

This palace has nine floors in total, and the floors above the sixth floor were used by Qinghuan and Shuyue as training grounds.

Such as the family's alchemy room and quiet room, or the place where Si He drinks the moonlight to practice, the top floor leads directly to the end of the waterfall, which can be regarded as half a martial arts training ground.

In the huge alchemy pavilion on the sixth floor, all kinds of medicinal herbs and herbs needed for the foundation-building and Qi-training stages were neatly arranged.

In addition, there are various high-quality and top-grade elixirs sealed in jade boxes, most of which were jointly refined by Zhao Qing and Qing Huan in the past... There are quite a few elixirs in the legacy left by Lu Qing, and now they have also been left here by Si He.

At this moment, Qinghuan was sitting cross-legged in meditation, with jade slips and books placed in a mess in front of him.

Si He pushed the door open and walked in, asking softly, "How is it?"

Gu Qinghuan's expression shifted slightly as he slowly opened his phoenix eyes. He smiled softly and said, "It seems that nurturing the spiritual Gu isn't too difficult. In a few days, it will be transformed into my own Gu butterfly."

The white-haired woman nodded slightly and casually took in the jade slips scattered in front of her. "It's just like condensing Qi into the body. Your meridians are unobstructed, so you won't encounter any resistance."

"Furthermore, using spiritual insects to replace the Dantian Dao foundation will make the spiritual energy and spiritual power that can be mobilized much thinner and weaker."

"I can only wait until the future to use the precious essence to slowly nourish my own natal Gu butterfly and continuously strengthen my own foundation."

Qing Huan seemed lost in thought. After Si He's words had been heard for a long time, she suddenly responded, "Are you still angry with the master?"

Si He:?

Her expression was slightly cold, and she raised her eyebrows slightly as she instructed, "Continue practicing."

Gu Qinghuan nodded slightly, then closed his eyes and continued to meditate.

Si He ignored her, pulled over a jade table, sat on it, and began to copy books at his desk.

Hong Ning gave Qing Huan many jade slips for the Bai Yu lineage’s cultivation, but Qing Huan had no spiritual power now and was unable to check them at all.

You can only copy it down from the jade slip and convert it into a book that can be read.

This kind of thing should have been done by Zhao Qing, or Aunt Shuyue could have done it... but it was obviously not possible at the moment.

Si He lifted her sleeves lightly to reveal her fair wrists, and holding the ink pen in her slender hand, she lightly dipped it in the jade inkstone, and then calmly helped Qing Huan copy the jade slip stroke by stroke.

It just so happened that she could also study the witchcraft practice methods of this world.

Wu is for praying...Gu is for insect medicine.

This mysterious art of witchcraft was not difficult to understand for Si He, who came from the Mountain and Sea Realm.

The so-called witchcraft is nothing more than casting curses with the essence, blood and hair of living beings to bring benefits or harm to them.

The art of witchcraft is much simpler. In essence, it is like the art of alchemy, taking the essence of heaven and earth or various strange insects and refining them according to the laws of life and death to create miraculous medicines.

The difference is that elixirs are mostly used for healing and auxiliary purposes, and although poison medicine has similar functions, most of them have more unique effects.

Just like the Yuan-eating Gu that Zhou Yunfeng, a worshipper of the State of Chu, was infected with, it could prevent his cultivation from making any further progress, and the spiritual power in his body dispersed and was difficult to gather, and his entire foundation was devoured by the poison.

Another example is the love Gu that Hong Ning had used once. It was made from the essence and blood of living creatures. After being planted, it could make both parties never forget it. It was an extremely advanced Gu of spiritual desire.

The lotus Gu that Qingrao relies on is even more bizarre. It is refined with rare immortal materials, allowing her lonely soul to regain a body, almost bringing her back to life.

Si He's thoughts wandered as he slowly flipped through the book in his hand, continuing to copy the essence of the Baiyu lineage.

Gu Qinghuan stood up with a smile and walked over, standing aside and quietly grinding ink...

After a while, seeing that Si He ignored her, Qing Huan stood behind her again and gently massaged her shoulders and neck.

Feeling the warm touch on the back of his neck, Si He paused his brush and said lazily, "After I transformed, my horns turned into cervical vertebrae... If you keep in contact with them for too long, your life force will not be able to withstand it. You will die in a day or two."

Qing Huan pursed her lips, nodded gently, and smiled softly, "Before you two exchanged your spirit essences, he copied the essence of alchemy for me in the Alchemy Hall."

"Qing Huan also ground ink in this way back then, and it helped him relax a little."

Si He stopped talking and let Qing Huan massage his shoulders... It was really comfortable. He used moderate force and occasionally pressed lightly with his wrist, and he could hardly feel any pain in his joints.

Zhao Qing has been really good at training over the years...

She asked suspiciously, "What on earth did Zhao Qing do to make you so obsessed with him and obey his orders?"

Gu Qinghuan's phoenix eyes fluttered gently, and a gentle smile appeared on her face: "Sister always says that Qinghuan is a bitch."

"Qing Huan was very stubborn in his early years. He always wanted to escape from discipline and try to live his own life, which is why he escaped from Heyang Zuihuaju."

Si He nodded slightly, took Qing Huan's small hand and placed it on his head, asking her to help comb his white hair: "What does this have to do with Zhao Qing?"

"Of course it's related."

"Qing Huan is a slut. It's just your illusion that you obey him."

"Ever since I moved into Alchemy Room No. 80, he has never asked me for anything. How can he be said to be obedient?"

"I remember when he asked me to go home and sit with him, I felt a little scared, so he never mentioned it again..."

"I gave my body to you myself, and it was my own initiative to live in Dingzimohaoyuan. I took the initiative to be lowly and lewd, and it was my own desire to block Lu Qing's Tianqing Sword."

"He has only given to me over the years and never asked for anything in return."

"The more he acts like this, the more Qing Huan wants to give him everything. Isn't Qing Huan a slut?"

Gu Qinghuan combed the empress's hair with a smile and whispered softly in her ear: "Master and Qinghuan are of the same humble origin. Why don't you try this method?"

Si He's face showed a thoughtful expression. She turned slightly sideways and glanced at the smile on Gu Qinghuan's lips. She asked in return, "Have I ever asked anything of him?!"

Qing Huan: ...

The white-haired demon god in front of her instantly turned into a little fox, and then his shoulders fell off and he turned into the appearance of a pretty girl.

The girl glared at Qing Huan fiercely, curling her lips and her pretty face full of resentment: "I'd better use my own method."

"Do you think Xiaoyi will think I'm too fierce and hold a grudge against me?"

I won't bear grudges...

Qing Huan smiled and shook her head: "Didn't Xiao Yi often scold you and even make you kneel in front of me?"

Si He's expression froze for a moment, and then he spoke indifferently.

"It's just for fun. I've watched you live for more than ten years. What's there to worry about?"

She casually pushed the book in front of her and said, "I copied two jade slips for you. Let Zhao Qing copy the rest later. You can use them first... I'll go see him."

Qinghuan's phoenix eyes trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

Si He turned around instantly, looking at her expectantly and asked urgently, "What do you want to say?"

Gu Qinghuan chuckled and said, "When you've had enough fun, remember to transform into a little fox for a few days."

! !

"I know!"

·

It didn't take long.

Si He returned to the largest bedroom on the second floor.

Her pretty face was full of resentment, and she glared at Zhao Qing angrily.

Of course, Zhao Qing did not respond at all. His spiritual power and body were also restricted, and he lay on the ground unable to move.

And...it's been three whole days.

The girl came to the bed in a hurry, stepped hard on his chest with her slender feet, then twisted her body and sat on the bed, using him as a kick.

After a moment of silence, he began to kick Zhao Qing's cheek with red eyes.

"Dog Qing!"

"are you mad at me!"

"You can play with your aunt? But you can't play with me?"

"What's the meaning!?"

"You only know Qing Huan and Hong Ning are good, but you don't know me!?"

Zhao Qing: ...

He silently conveyed his thoughts.

"Can't you afford to play?"

How could Si He reason with him?

Now the whole family is in Shouyun Mountain, so naturally she is the eldest.

"Then I don't care, I just can't afford to play!"

"From now on, you have to make me happy and tired of accompanying me before you can go and accompany them."

Zhao Qing was silent for a moment, then thought to himself, "Can you please let me go first?"

Si He gritted his teeth, retracted the spirit that was imprisoning him, and stretched out his slender feet: "Kiss!"

Just kiss.

Zhao Qing shed tears silently in his heart. What kind of evil had he committed?

Feeling the warmth on the back of his feet, Si He's expression gradually relaxed. He lay down on the bed tiredly, patted his side and said unhappily, "Come up."

Zhao Qing obediently got up and lay down beside the girl.

He tried to hold her slender waist lightly, but Si He just raised his head and adjusted his white hair without resisting.

call……

Zhao Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This is really fucking weird, good fortune never comes alone and misfortune never comes alone.

He had just been beaten up by Ning Mei outside, and before he even met Qing Huan Shu Yue, he was tortured by his own father for three days.

The more serious problem is... he finds it hard to understand Si He's behavior.

After all, they have been connected in thought for so many years, and Si He has always been the one silently complaining about everything, which is almost equivalent to half of his brain.

But now this half of his brain suddenly went crazy... It really caught him off guard.

Jealousy shouldn't be that serious, right?

Isn’t this how we used to get here?

Si He twisted her body slightly, pulled his arm away, and said coldly, "I don't know!"

She paused for a moment and began to try to answer Zhao Qing's inner questions.

"Before, you were not in Shouyun Mountain, so I watched from afar and didn't think anything of it."

"I've suddenly become unhappy these past few days."

"You figure out how to coax me."

Zhao Qing:! ?

What the hell can I do? You know exactly what I'm thinking. How can I coax you?

Aren’t you the most beautiful girl in my heart?

Didn’t you count it yourself?

I call my aunt master just to make her happy!

Don’t you know clearly who my real father is?

"Pooh!"

Si He sneered: "Don't talk nonsense to me."

"From now on, I will let go of my thoughts about you. You should feel it clearly."

"Whether to hug or kiss, whether to praise or coax, you have to think carefully."

"If you don't date me properly, I'll kill you!"