Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 463 Yihe Pond

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Around midnight.

Zhao Qing left the table early and declined the farewells from many Yujing monks. The family sailed in an apricot-yellow boat and headed straight for Tianxiang Tower in the middle of the town.

There was only Yao Siyu waiting for them.

It is also Ning'er's other home where she has lived and practiced for several years.

The night is quiet and the moonlight is like water.

Shuyue leaned drunkenly on the edge of the apricot boat, her pair of smiling eyes as if covered by mist, looking up at the night with curiosity and joy.

My aunt and Si He stood side by side, two tall and cold beauties, also admiring the wonders of heaven and earth that were completely different from those of the Chu State.

As far as the eye can see, there are lines of array patterns at the end of the sky, stretching from heaven to earth, as if the Milky Way has been split into stars, which are reflected on the smooth and flawless jade wall.

When you get here, it’s hard to distinguish the real heaven and earth with the naked eye... You just feel like you’re standing on a brilliant starry sky, and the whole world is hanging upside down in front of you.

It is as if the long streets and alleys of Mingchuanfang have become another beautiful starry sky.

Amidst the roaring of the vast spiritual energy, figures and spirit boats flew through the wind, like fish swimming into the depths of the galaxy.

Star-Broken Holy Land...

Zhao Qing held Qinghuan's slender waist and gazed into the distance. When he saw the starry night scene for the first time, he was deeply shocked.

Even though the mountains and rivers of the Green Mandarin Duck Star were equally dreamy, the Broken Star Holy Land was, after all, a sect...

"Although there are countless opportunities in Zhongzhou, it is far less comfortable than living in Chu."

Hong Ning lay on the apricot boat, her delicate head lowered as she stared at the familiar workshop in a trance, a hint of nostalgia and helplessness occasionally flashing across her watery eyes.

"Most of the cultivators in this academy are eager for quick success and instant benefits, fighting for power and power... I only have one close friend here, Siyu, and the others are nothing."

My aunt's beautiful eyes fluttered and she nodded slightly as if thinking about something, having already expected this.

After all, outside of Longyuan, most of the beauties and fairies who wanted to rely on Zhao Qing also came from Zhongzhou.

She knew very well that those women were extremely talented, and if they understood each other well enough... there would definitely be many gentle and generous men who were hard to find.

Perhaps it is not their nature to curry favor with the powerful, but this is how life is in Zhongzhou.

"If ordinary cultivators really don't fight or compete and just go with the flow, I'm afraid they won't be able to survive here."

Listening to the sighs of Ning Mei and his aunt, Zhao Qing couldn't help but smile... This made him think of the Xiahuang Realm for no reason.

"Back when we came from the State of Chu, we were able to have Dan Gui and Senior Duan sit down and chat and drink together."

"If it were in Zhongzhou...I'm afraid the Jindan would not even give a second glance at the Qigong."

Sister Ning stopped looking down at the workshop and turned back to meet Zhao Qing's gaze, smiling. She whispered, "But cultivators in the world are still flocking to Zhongzhou."

"At least those true geniuses will soon be able to rise to prominence in Zhongzhou and obtain resources and opportunities commensurate with their talents."

Zhao Qing held Qinghuan's delicate body tightly and gently combed the black hair hanging by her ears.

What Ning Mei said is of course an indisputable fact.

People who truly have background and means will always have the opportunity to rise to the top even if they work as servants in a small clan or family in Zhongzhou.

After all, Zhongzhou has too many resources and opportunities.

Although Fan Jingyun seemed a bit fawning in front of him, the strength of the three star-shattering veins alone was enough to suppress half of Yongning.

Even with such a background, he still worried about the clan resources behind him.

This shows how complicated the secret conflicts in Zhongzhou are. The more conflicts there are... the more opportunities there are.

Gu Qinghuan smiled faintly, leaning quietly in her master's arms, listening to the idle chatter in her ears, but did not say anything.

But my thoughts can't help but wander...

If I were born in Zhongzhou and was as foolish as I was back then, I would have probably become a plaything that anyone could bully.

How can I have the chance to snuggle with my master?

Compared to the vast mountains and rivers and endless possibilities of Zhongzhou, she actually preferred the table and desk in the small room of the Alchemy Hall...

As soon as she thought of this, a clever smile flashed across her eyes, and she whispered to her master, "During my temporary stay in Shattered Star, can I have an alchemy room of my own?"

Zhao Qing's expression shifted slightly when he heard this. He thought, "Are you asking for the alchemy room? You clearly want me to love you dearly."

He raised Qing Huan's chin slightly indifferently: "No."

"Wherever I go, you have to follow."

Gu Qinghuan's phoenix eyes trembled slightly, and she tilted her head slightly to look at her master. She smiled softly and said, "Okay, Qinghuan will obey your... orders at any time."

Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows, chuckled and looked into the distance without saying a word.

He now has a clear understanding of Qinghuan. He spoke harshly and gave orders to the little medicine slave, but instead fell into the trap of this enchanting beauty!

So, he chose to settle down first.

Then, I will prepare a small alchemy room for Qing Huan, and then trample on my dignity as a slave, and let me fall into her trap and sink into depravity...

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Mingchuanfang, Tianxiang Tower.

The air is filled with sweet fragrance, and the stars and the moon are bright outside the window.

The originally quiet little bedroom was now filled with laughter.

Shuyue was drunk and lazily lying on Ning'er's bed. Her crisp laughter was a little stagnant and vague: "I can still smell the fragrance of women's hair. The perfume Ning'er used in Zhongzhou seems different."

"This……"

Yao Siyu had a strange expression on her face. Seeing Zhao Qing and Wang Shuyue lying on the bed, she felt a little shy for a moment.

She gently gathered her hair to cover her slightly red ears, glanced at Empress Si You and Xiao Yi's smiling eyes unnaturally, and whispered softly, "This is the perfume I use."

"During the time that Senior Sister Hong Ning was away, I would occasionally hide in here to rest and bathe..."

cough.

Zhao Qing's expression changed slightly, and after taking a look at Ning Mei's smiling eyes, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

How could he have mistaken the bed?

He immediately pulled Qinghuan's delicate wrist hard and hugged his little medicine slave on the bed.

He looked at Yao Siyu suspiciously, "How can you sleep in my bed?"

Yao Siyu: ???

Seeing the embarrassed and angry face of Junior Sister, Hong Ning naturally chose to stand on her side and speak for her: "It's okay, after we settle down in the town, Junior Sister Siyu can still sleep in my bed~"

"I have my own little room...while I spend the night with Zhao Qing, you can just rest in my little room."

Hearing this, Yao Siyu felt her soul tremble and she wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Especially since Xiaoyi and the Empress were watching her make a fool of herself... This made her feel even more ashamed, and she didn't even dare to look Zhao Qing in the eye again.

Although she usually joked about men with her senior sister, how could she tease herself in the bedroom in front of a man?

Si He lazily propped up her side profile and leaned against the dressing table. Seeing this girl so innocent and cute, she also rarely fanned the flames from the side...

"Why do you let them ridicule you?"

"I--"

Yao Siyu was furious for a moment, and she widened her beautiful eyes and glared at Senior Sister Hong Ning fiercely.

It's true that this little bedroom belongs to Senior Sister Hong Ning, but she always comes here to bathe and rest! ?

"You are too bullying. Junior Sister Siyu's face is red."

Shuyue's cheerful drunken laughter made Yao Siyu's pretty face even hotter.

When she was feeling shy, Shuyue mentioned blushing, so where could she put her face?

Yao Siyu couldn't help but look at Zhou Xiaoyi for help.

When Zhao Qing left Longyuan, she only saw Shuyue and Senior Sister Hong Ning, but not Zhao Qing's Taoist partner...

But seeing Xiaoyi's gentle gaze towards her at this moment, she actually felt very close to her, even closer than Senior Sister Hong Ning!

The shy girl took two steps at a time and leaned against her aunt, whispering softly, "This little bedroom originally belonged to Senior Sister Hong Ning. I used to come here often to rest."

"During the days when Senior Sister is not in the workshop, I occasionally come over to help her take care of things."

"Don't pay attention to them, they have no good intentions." The aunt smiled with her beautiful eyes, gently took the girl's arm, and listened to her story quietly.

She also felt particularly close to Ning'er, her only close friend in Zhongzhou.

There are probably not many young and shy girls like Siyu in the whole Zhongzhou. It can be seen that she comes from a clan and is not good at fighting. No wonder she can become a close friend of Ning'er.

When Yao Siyu heard Xiaoyi really speaking up for her, she instantly sank into this unique warmth.

She confidently confided to Xiaoyi: "That's how it is!"

"I thought Senior Sister would be thinking about Xiaowo... so I rushed to the building early to wait for her to come back."

“But who would have thought!”

"After she got a man, how could she still be willing to get close to me, her junior sister..."

My aunt was very happy to hear this, but she didn't show it on her face.

Ning'er forgot about her junior sister now that she has a man?

...It seems to be true.

She smiled softly and said, "Ning'er loves to play and make trouble, you know that."

Zhao Qing lay on the bed, hugging his two daughters and looking happy. He did not forget to interrupt and joke, "Your Senior Sister Hong Ning just said that she would give you some of the profits from the business."

"When she's gone, you'll be the head of Mingchuanfang."

"I!?"

Yao Siyu's eyes froze, and when she looked up at Zhao Qing again, she still felt extremely awkward.

It was really because all the women in this little bedroom were his, and he was here...

"I can't do it well... I'm afraid it will delay your important matter."

Hong Ning Shuilian's smiling eyes curved into crescents, but she no longer followed Zhao Qing in torturing Junior Sister Siyu.

She chuckled and put her arm around her junior sister's slender waist: "Siyu really can't do it."

"Besides being in charge of this place, the Master also has to deal with the connections behind the various shops. People from various sects and clans come to visit from time to time... I'm afraid this will annoy my junior sister to death."

Zhao Qing smiled but said nothing. He naturally didn't really want to force Yao Siyu to work for his family.

The Mingchuanfang in the Broken Star Holy Land is completely different from the Changshengfang in the Chu State.

In Changshengfang, as long as the Changsheng Sword Sect agrees, even an ordinary foundation-building cultivator can have two good shops, and no one cares if a casual Qigong cultivator sets up a stall.

But this Mingchuanfang... It is obvious that there are extraordinary forces behind every big commercial building. Some are stronger than the three branches of Shattered Star. Even the direct descendants of the clan are sent here for training, and they will not give anyone a good face.

Maybe it was because his clan was prosperous, maybe there was another ancient clan at home to rely on, or maybe he was simply incompatible with the three clans... It was definitely torture for Yao Siyu.

It takes a very resourceful person to have complete control over it.

Seeing that Shuyue was feeling sleepy, Zhao Qing immediately stood up and held his wife in his arms, without thinking any more about the mess in Mingchuanfang.

At least during the time he was in Shattered Star, there was definitely no trouble in the town.

As for the future... he felt that the owner of the Blood Robe Building, Tang Shiqi, was not bad, but he had not had much contact with him yet. It would not be too late to slowly look for a suitable candidate later.

"Let's go and look for our home. Shuyue is quite drunk tonight."

Zhao Qing chuckled and greeted his aunt and Si He. Qinghuan got up early and followed him.

Hong Ning chuckled and held the girl's hand tightly: "Junior Sister Yao, if you come with us, you can also choose a house you like."

"Humph--"

"When Shecai Xueyi was walking, you asked me to buy Mingshang. You haven't paid me the compensation you promised me yet... Consider it your repayment for the spirit stones I owed you!"

The aunt smiled and stood up, accompanying Si He and slowly moving forward: "Then you can choose a few more, she is the owner anyway."

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The apricot-yellow boat was still swaying in the starry sky, but it brought along a young junior sister of Tianxiang.

Streams of light streaked across the night sky, like bright and dazzling stars.

Even in the quiet and ugly night, there was still an endless stream of cultivators coming and going in Mingchuanfang. The commercial buildings on the long street shrouded in spiritual formations were shining with brilliant light, and their business seemed even more prosperous than during the day.

"These courtyards and residences in the West Quarter are all equipped with high-level spiritual arrays drawn from the three veins of the Broken Star. They are more than enough to provide for the use of the Nascent Soul."

"There are three nice courtyard houses near the Blood Robe Tower. Besides the Blood Robe Tower, there is also the Xia family's Qiyuezhai and the Solitary Wilderness Palace of the Spirit Beast Mountain."

"If you prefer a more secluded place, then you'd want to go to the area near Yuelian's Xunyao Palace. Most of the shops there belong to the Three Veins, and some are still vacant."

Yao Siyu watched from afar with her clear eyes. Hong Ning was half a host here. The two of them kept whispering... talking about the shops and suitable homes in Mingchuanfang.

However, to Zhao Qing... it seemed to make no difference.

Apart from the Four Sacred Sites, he only knew of the Jian and Nangong clans. He had also heard a little about the Yuelian Sect, which was full of enchanting beauties. As for the Lingshou Mountain and Guhong Pavilion... he still had no impression of them.

Anyway, he wouldn't stay in Shattered Star for too long. Shuyue was drunk and Aunt Sihe had no objection, so he quickly chose a place to live.

The three veins of Broken Star and the Yihe Pond in Mingchuanfang - their new home in Zhongzhou.

There is a quiet little courtyard near the Xunyao Palace in the West Square. Half of the courtyard is occupied by a house and the other half is occupied by a pond. An exquisite stone corridor is laid between the lotus ponds, supporting pavilions and halls. Various formations derived from the Broken Stars are also quite complete.

Yao Siyu didn't choose much, and directly asked for another quiet bamboo garden nearby. She went over with a smile to admire her new home...

The cool night breeze stirs the shimmering autumn water.

The brilliant starry sky and bright moon reflected in it continued to sway and ripple.

Qinghuan and his aunt quickly prepared the bed so that Shuyue could rest comfortably to sober up.

After Hong Ning helped the bedside prepare some calming scented dew and sachets, they walked through the stone corridors with great anticipation, choosing the small room they liked.

On the pavilion in the center of the pool.

Si He leaned against the pavilion quietly to admire the moon, silently thinking to Zhao Qing... Should I choose a small room as well?

Now she is only in the late stage of Qi training, and she really seems like Zhao Qing's concubine.

Zhao Qing chuckled in comfort, saying that he would definitely leave the tallest pavilion in Yihe Pond for the owner to enjoy.

When he brought Qing Yingying out of the hall, his heart suddenly trembled.

What you see——

The pavilion is surrounded by a starry sky in the pond, the night wind lifts up the snow-white hair, and the lazy and beautiful woman is as cold as smoke, with unparalleled grace and elegance.

Even if he only cultivated Qi, he was like a fairy in the moon who was not affected by worldly affairs.

Zhao Qing unconsciously recalled something in his mind, as if he had returned to the days when he was a college student and participated in the poetry club.

If we hadn’t met on the top of the Jade Mountain, we would have met on the Jade Terrace... under the moon.