Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 466 Sounds familiar...

The warm autumn sun casts patches of light, and the long wind blows away the floating clouds.

The Star-Breaking Holy Land is extremely vast, with pavilions, waterside terraces, ancient palaces, and peaks... stretching for nearly a thousand miles.

If the workshops and cities under each vein were also counted, the Star-Breaking Formation alone would cover a full 6,000 miles of mountains, rivers and land.

Not to mention the intricate clan entanglements behind each lineage, which spread out like dense silk threads, engulfing all the clans, big and small, in Zhongzhou.

On the top of the holy land's formation dome, the black and white chess piece with endless flowing Dao aura was like an emperor high above... overlooking the ninety states of the world from the extreme west of Zhongzhou.

Over the past thirty thousand years in the Yujing Realm, countless aristocratic families, sects, and independent cultivators have relied on the Holy Land for their survival.

The days and months pass by quickly, and the mountains and rivers become old.

Perhaps those supreme clans that were once famous in Zhongzhou, those peerless geniuses who were once romantic and unrestrained... have long been buried in the vast years, leaving only a few rumors and stories.

But this holy land of broken stars, which once carried their survival and hope, has remained the same since ancient times, and has become increasingly vast and difficult to predict.

The apricot-yellow boat floats among the towering peaks, appearing extremely small and insignificant.

Zhao Qing gazed at the mountains and rivers in the distance, and could feel at any time... the pressure of the Nascent Soul that was as vast as the ocean.

The Nascent Soul cultivator from Yujing had long been the leader of a sect in Yongning Prefecture that looked down upon the world.

But in this Shattered Star Holy Land, he is not even considered an elder. With a cultivation level like Fan Jingyun, he can only be considered a deacon of a certain lineage or the master of a certain peak.

He gently put his arm around Ning Mei's slender waist and looked at her together.

They had witnessed together the remains of the Ruyi Immortal Sect and entered the divine palace left behind by the ancient demon court, so they could feel even more the vastness and enormity of the Broken Star Holy Land.

This is the true Supreme Immortal Sect——

Even after the catastrophe of his own year comes and the world is destroyed... this holy land will still leave behind endless stories and legends.

"Ning'er has never been on a boat tour in this holy land."

"Occasionally, the senior brothers and sisters who followed his lineage into the holy land would also walk slowly towards the transmission array..."

The cool mountain breeze blew up the waterfall-like black hair, taking away a hint of sweet fragrance.

Hong Ning's delicate body lay on the edge of the spirit boat, and her beautiful face looked even more peaceful under the beautiful autumn sun.

Her most lively and beautiful eyes no longer flickered, and there was a hint of tenderness in them... but more of it was pity and emotion.

"Then your husband will show you how to fly the wind, and we will just stroll around slowly." Zhao Qing chuckled and pinched Ningmei's tight waist. Through the gauze, he could still feel this delicate and graceful body, which seemed to become hotter and warmer.

Among the mountains and rivers of the holy land, one can sometimes see disciples or deacons of various levels of cultivation.

Some were cultivating Qi and building their foundation, some were in the Golden Elixir and Nascent Soul stage, and there were also many cultivators from clans who came to visit friends... but no one could ride the wind.

After all, this is the Holy Land of Broken Stars. Even if there is no anti-air formation, very few people dare to show off and ride the wind.

But Zhao Qing obviously didn't care about that.

As Yujing's world traveler, he is qualified enough to set foot on any inch of land in Yujing without asking anyone for permission.

"Why don't you speak?"

Zhao Qing smiled and looked into Ning Mei's tender eyes, which seemed to be filled with a faint mist, making her look even more delicate and tender.

"Well—then take Ning'er for more walks..."

Although Chu Hongning's eyes were fixed on the peaks below her feet, her thoughts were still immersed in the trial of Tianxiang's walk.

She slowly withdrew her gaze and met the man's gaze for a moment. Then, a light flashed in her eyes, and she asked softly with a smile, "Why don't you fight for the queen?"

"...Your Majesty is extremely beautiful and more suitable to ascend to Tianxiang City than Ning'er."

The recommendation quota for Xueyi was given to two people.

One is herself, and the other is Si He.

Originally, their family went to Zhongzhou for a trip and entered Tianxiang City just for fun.

But now that I want to try to fight for the position of Tianxiang Walker...

Hong Ning knew very well that the Empress had given Zhao Qing a new life, and they had been relying on each other for nearly twenty years... She could never compare to the Empress's presence.

But Zhao Qing kept this opportunity to become Tianxiang's walker for himself.

Furthermore, he used his identity as a Jade Capital Walker to secure support from the Three Broken Star Veins for him, and now he brought him to the Holy Land to meet the Six Blood-Robed Walkers...

This made Chu Hongning feel an indescribable throbbing in her heart, as if all her previous little thoughts, both overt and covert, were burned away by the raging fire.

With her usual cheerful personality, she wouldn't be so moved, but Zhao Qing's choice between Si He and her was something she couldn't bear to look at...

Even the thoughts and joys of the past came flooding back, but a sense of grievance arose in her heart - when being loved and pampered by her beloved man, even if she didn't feel wronged, she would feel wronged.

Unconsciously, a layer of hazy mist appeared in the red lemon water eyes.

"Little love-brains are the easiest to appease."

"I almost made Cha Mei cry. Do you feel a special sense of accomplishment?"

Si He’s complaints are always there.

Zhao Qing pretended not to hear and intensified his anger… He chuckled and caressed Ning Mei's delicate body, saying casually, "Whether Si He can enter the foundation-building stage before the Tianxiang trial is still ambiguous."

"And Ning'er accompanied me to the dark world and risked my life in the blood-stained robe—"

Zhao Qing paused his gentle whisper for a moment, then turned to look at Ning Mei's fair and flawless face and smiled at her.

Those watery eyes were a little red, and the look she gave the man seemed to be in a trance...

"Now that Tianxiang City is about to open, I will naturally accompany Ning'er to Tianxiang to take a look."

Zhao Qing thought for a moment, then gently stroked the woman's head. Under Hong Ning's dazed gaze filled with pity, he slowly leaned over and kissed her slightly trembling eyelashes and profile.

Then he whispered beside her hot, delicate earlobe, "Those fairies and beauties all have their admirers. Can't I, Zhao Qing, feel pity for a fairy named Tianxiang?"

"You've given me your body, mind, and desire. If I don't fight for you... won't Ning'er be left with no one by her side then?"

"The betrothal gifts for the Chu family will remain in Chu State. This is a betrothal gift for you alone... Fairy Ning."

Zhao Qing was really into the role.

He held the hot body in his arms, and the words he spoke gently became more and more disgusting.

Under normal circumstances, he would naturally not be so clingy, but if he loved Ning Mei, he would enjoy doing so - this was definitely not revenge.

The tenderness by my ears has long since disappeared.

But Chu Hongning's eyes were still blank, a drop of crystal tears overflowed from her red eye sockets, and hung along her fair cheek to her beautiful jaw.

At a certain moment, she actually felt sad and aggrieved.

She had no idea... when she quietly went to investigate Zhao Qing's past, when she leaned over and kissed him, when she stepped onto the flying boat of Huanyu Pavilion and left alone...

Or the quiet nights when she dreamed of this man, or the snowstorms when she was alone in the underworld, or the laughter and noise when she was guarding the communication jade...

She never felt that she had paid anything. She just did what she wanted to do and met whoever she wanted to meet.

But now, all the past sufferings have accumulated together, pouring out of my eyes like a river...

Chu Hongning shed silent tears, raised her cheeks slightly and stared at Zhao Qing in a daze.

"Then...what about Si He? How are you going to face Si He..." The light and joyful laughter in the past turned into crying.

At this point, she no longer called her "Empress".

Zhao Qing remained silent. Seeing tears welling up in Ning Mei's eyes, he felt a dull pain in his heart and felt a little regretful.

Hey……

You have to comfort your sister who made you cry yourself.

He stroked the tear marks on Ning Mei's face, chuckled and said to himself: "Si He can't cry, how can he be as delicate and charming as Ning Er?"

Si He:? ? ?

"Are you still a human? Who gave you the mouthpiece last night?!"

Upon hearing this, Hong Ning's tears froze for a moment. She then gently turned her face away and wiped away her tears with her hand, muttering sadly, "We originally came to Zhongzhou to play together, but now it's like this... Your Majesty will be sad."

Zhao Qing looked strange and sighed secretly.

Yes, I said that the Queen is not as charming as you. The Queen is so sad that she is cursing.

He chuckled softly, turned Ning Mei's cheek, looked into her red eyes, and asked, "Then if I accompany Si He to see Sixth Senior Brother today, won't you feel wronged?"

Hong Ning's curved eyelashes were stained with tears, and she was speechless for a moment.

In the past, she would have smiled and whispered, "Of course I don't feel wronged," and she really wouldn't have felt sad at all.

But now, this love that was like the scorching sun brought back memories of the torment she had endured in the past...

She pursed her red lips, placed her delicate head on the man's shoulder, and whispered softly, "Ning'er, don't feel wronged. Let's fight for the Queen together. The Queen has been so kind to you and me..."

"But Her Majesty will not come to see Senior Brother Yan Ye for this." Zhao Qing pinched Ning Mei's hot earlobe with his hand, chuckled and interrupted her words.

Hong Ning was silent for a moment. When she opened her red lips again, she whispered with extreme tenderness, "Why?"

Zhao Qing chuckled and shook his head: "Not only is she coming to pay her respects to Sixth Senior Brother, she wouldn't feel happy even if she asked for other help for Si He."

Hong Ningshui's eyes were filled with even more doubts. She leaned over Zhao Qing's shoulder and asked puzzledly, "Is it because the Queen doesn't want to be a Heavenly Fragrance Walker?"

Zhao Qing: ...

"Do not."

"Because the queen wants to save face."

After he laughed, he clearly felt the delicate body in his arms tense for a moment.

Immediately, I could hear Ning Mei's warm breath, and her soft red lips pressed against my earlobe...

"Then why didn't you say so earlier?"

"You just want to use this matter to make Ning'er cry...right, husband?" There was a hint of grievance and a smile in the resentful whisper.

Zhao Qing:?

Then you didn’t ask me?

He touched Ning Mei's tight buttocks and asked in surprise, "When have you ever teased Ning'er?"

"Those fairies and beauties in Zhongzhou also have clans behind them to support them."

"Is it just teasing you to cry if I fight for you as your husband?"

The red lemon water eyes trembled, and a sweet smile gradually appeared on the white cheeks with tear marks still on them.

But soon, the tenderness in her eyes turned into teasing and mockery.

"whispering sound!"

"If you say no, then no. Ning'er, just bear with it yourself~"

She hugged the man's shoulders tightly with her slender hands, and looked at him with her smiling eyes: "Ning'er is not the same as before."

"Why is it not better than before?" Zhao Qing lifted her up with a smile, leaned against her casually and held her horizontally in his arms.

He stared intently at the woman in his arms.

I just felt that at this moment, Ning Mei's face with tears on her face and a smile on her face was so delicate and beautiful... She showed the tenderness and charm of a woman to the fullest.

Chu Hongning's eyes drifted away, and she said with a faint smile: "Ning'er can no longer tease you--"

"Ning'er's body is at your disposal for daily play. Ning'er's desire has already become one with you..."

"Ning'er looks at you every day. She is your Taoist companion, your close friend, and your cauldron..."

"Ning'er gave her heart to you..."

"Of course, you can do whatever you want to ravage Ning'er's mood and torture her infatuation with you."

Her light laughter gradually stopped.

After staring at Zhao Qing for a long time, she puffed out her cheeks in annoyance, then let out a slow breath and laughed self-pityingly: "Ning'er, all the joys and sorrows in this life can be held in your hands and played with at will~"

"...I hope you will have mercy on me, sir."

Joy or sorrow! ?

Zhao Qing's smile froze, and his expression became more and more strange.

Why do I always feel that... this sounds familiar?

Yin Hua in his mind was shaking, and Si He quickly showed him a picture -

Snow is flying outside the window like cotton wool.

The small quiet room was covered with jade slips.

Chu Hongning was wearing a light yellow gauze with small vermilion characters printed on her profile. She smiled and leaned on the man's shoulder without any reserve.

The man she was hugging also had a smile on his face, but there were still traces of tears on his face.

Chu Hongning laughed softly in the man's ear.

she says……

"I control all your joys and sorrows in this life... This is your punishment."

Zhao Qing immediately fell silent.

Of course, he has not forgotten the days when he was tortured by Ning Mei, but isn't it too much for Si He to replay it now?

Ahem—hmm.

"This is really not revenge. How should I explain it?" Zhao Qing thought helplessly.

Si He snorted disdainfully.

"I believe."

"But your little tea sister obviously doesn't believe it. You really should explain."

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"Woo--"

"Woo--"

"Woo..."

At the time of Si, the warm sun is high in the sky.

Above the dome palace in the deepest part of the Shattered Star Holy Land, a mysterious array pattern suddenly appeared, attracting rich spiritual energy, evolving into dragon roars that resonated throughout the sky and shook for three thousand miles!

There is also a blood-red dragon shadow outlined by the strange formation, shining between heaven and earth, extremely vast and majestic.

The dragon shadow conjured by the formation even possessed the charm of the Blood Robe, and it actually attracted the Blood Robe Merchant Palaces of various sects and workshops... The crimson blood pupils of the inherited dragon carvings lit up one after another.

The moment when the strange phenomenon disappears.

All the disciples of Shattered Star understood what this meant.

At the same time, pieces of indisputable news were spread from various districts to many ancient immortal sects and clans.

The dragon roared in all directions, and the sound spread to the eight peaks and seventy-two formations.

The Eight Blood-Robed Walkers arrived at the Star-Breaking Holy Land!

Rumors quickly spread throughout Mingchuanfang, but they weren't really rumors...

"It's that Master Zhao! There's no doubt about it! My uncle in the clan had already guessed it!"

"The Master Zhao that Fan Jingyun welcomed was Zhao Qing, one of the Eight Walkings in Blood Robe!"

"Maybe it's someone else?"

"Tianxiang City is about to open, and all the clans are heading towards Zhongzhou. Why are you so sure it's that Master Zhao?"

……

In the Tianyi Pavilion, Zhuo Yu, who was originally reviewing the jade slip, suddenly stood up and without saying a word, used the transmission array to return to the Zhuo clan.

In Xifang Xunyao Palace, a coquettish girl stood in front of the window, her beautiful eyes full of confusion and expectation.

"Is this the new head of the West Ward?"

"A traveler in Yujing who loves beautiful women... I want to meet her even more."

In the Chiyuan Courtyard not far from here.

Shuyue's bright eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled. She played with the communication jade in her hand, secretly listening to the many rumors outside, and felt her mood becoming more and more charming.

For so many years, my husband's every move and action can cause controversy in the neighborhood.

Looking back to the past...they had been groping their way along by listening to all kinds of rumors in Zongzhongfang.

"Senior Brother Zhao may have reached the Thousand Puppet Hall, or perhaps he's entered the secret realm unique to Shattered Star. He's seen several unusual visions during this period... This is roughly what happened."

Tang Shiqi whispered to Xiaoyi, and he actually felt proud of it... After all, he was now a guest at Senior Brother Zhao's home.

However, Xiaoyi did not seem too happy. She just listened quietly to her senior sister's words with a faint smile on her face.

……

Just as the disciples of Shattered Star and the monks of the clan were talking about the Blood-robed Eighth Walker.

In the deepest part of that vast holy land...another strange phenomenon appeared!

"Canglang——"

"Zheng——"

The ancient sword evolved from the formation pattern swept across the sky and disappeared into the mountains and rivers like smoke.

The ancient sword was unsheathed, and its sound resounded throughout the universe.

A sword comes from the west!

Another person walked to the Broken Star!

——Nine Swords Walking, Huangfu Ming.