Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 338: The Harmony of the Qin and the Sword

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Zhao Qing and Qing Huan finally left the palace.

As for Aunt Shuyue and Sister Ning, they did not follow them, but they did not continue to meditate either.

He just started to climb the stairs and went to the platform extending from the ninth floor of the palace to chat and watch.

The platform is embedded deep into the cliff, and is decorated with stone tables and desks, as well as jade couches and spiritual tea... The slightly quick cool breeze with misty water vapor blows on your face, making you feel refreshed and relaxed.

Looking from the railing, you can see peach and willow trees in the garden nearby and a turbulent waterfall, and lush mountains and a towering city in the distance.

The floating clouds in the sky are very leisurely, and the rumbling sound of the waterfall also adds a sense of spaciousness.

My aunt and Hong Ning sat down to play chess, with the black and white chess pieces overlapping and scattered. The sound of the pieces falling was obscured by the sound of the waterfall and became a little vague.

The cool mountain breeze blew across her face, lifting the beauty's black hair, making her look even more cool than before.

Ning Mei supported her side profile with her delicate wrist, her bright eyes examining the chessboard. While pondering the game, she also occasionally glanced at the movement below the waterfall...

Gu Qinghuan knelt down at the foot of the waterfall, raised her head slightly, and walked slowly with Zhao Qing, smiling.

The rushing waterfall was like a raging river. The woman's dark black hair fell tightly against her cheeks. Her wet skirt perfectly outlined her voluptuous curves, while her face looked even more charming and flushed.

Her red lemon eyes were rippling as she couldn't help but think about her actions last night. However, she didn't feel any shame or anger. Instead, she felt relaxed all over, as if she had become closer to Zhao Qingxiaoyi and Shuyue.

Her slender jade fingers casually played with the white piece in her hand, and she whispered softly to herself, "It seems Qinghuan has never called him husband?"

My aunt's beautiful eyes fluttered, she chuckled and shook her head without saying a word.

Shuyue, holding the little animal in her arms, leaned over the stone railing, facing the waterfall, copying a scroll. A crisp laugh escaped her lips, "I've called you."

"When Xiaoyi and I are not around, how could they not be considered husband and wife when they are so affectionate with each other?"

Shuyue's bright eyes swept across the jade pool under the waterfall, and saw her husband and Qinghuan hugging each other, sinking into the depths of the pool together, leaving only blurry figures.

She seemed to have thought of something and added with a smile, "Qing Huan just felt that I had already called her husband, so she wanted to call her something different."

That's it.

Hong Ning's face showed understanding. She raised her watery eyes and looked at Xiaoyi and said with a smile, "What does Xiaoyi call him in private?"

Zhou Xiaoyi:?

She pondered silently, recalling whether Hong Ning had ever watched from the sidelines when she and Zhao Qing were being intimate...

After a moment, my aunt raised her hand to comb her hair and smiled back, "Of course I'll call you daddy."

Red Lemon: ...

There was a lot of excitement in her watery eyes, and she had some evil thoughts in an instant.

With Xiaoyi calling him "Daddy" like that, she naturally couldn't bring herself to call him that, and the title of master and slave had already been taken by Qinghuan...

Shuyue was copying books with a smile on her face. She glanced at Hong Ning, who seemed lost in thought, and suggested, "Wouldn't it be fun for you and your husband to open a study and call him the manager?"

Hong Ning nodded her head thoughtfully. She didn't know what she was thinking of, but a blush quickly appeared on her fair and beautiful cheeks.

My aunt tapped the chessboard lightly with her slender fingers, indicating that it was her turn to make her move.

At the same time, he chuckled softly, "Ning'er, did you come up with some embarrassing idea?"

Red Lemon bit her lips with her teeth and said softly, "Nothing..."

"We're not married yet, but we share similar interests and are very close. Perhaps we could go to the foot of Ziyang Slope, kowtow, exchange letters, drink blood wine, and swear an oath to become brother and sister?"

Hearing this, my aunt's beautiful eyes were filled with mischief. She glanced at Shuyue, smiled, and jokingly said, "That's all?"

Hong Ning gave her aunt a cold look, exhaled lightly and puffed up her cheeks to show her embarrassment.

She knew that Zhao Qing was not only accompanying Qing Huan, but also engaging in amusement with Xiao Yi's spiritual consciousness. Perhaps he and Xiao Yi were playing a prank on her...

Thinking of this, Hong Ning smiled and made a move casually: "It's just a joke."

Time flies...

Several hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the rosy sunset made the shimmering surface of the lake appear particularly hazy.

Hong Ning and her aunt had already finished their chess game, and Shuyue also finished her homework with Si He.

The lazy little beast transformed into the appearance of a white-haired girl. At this moment, she was leaning on the railing with Shuyue, looking out, and laughing as she talked about Qinghuan's behavior when she followed Zhao Qing to travel alone on the Lanjiang River two years ago.

My aunt was wearing a red gauze dress and leaning on the jade couch. Her long and beautiful legs were slightly curled up and bent to the side. She was holding up a xylophone and casually playing a slow and moving tune.

Ning Mei also changed into her goose-yellow gauze dress and stood alone at the very edge of the platform, her watery eyes gazing at the enchanting sunset scenery, her expression serene and gentle. She held a bamboo flute in front of her with folded hands, slowly playing it to echo the other two notes.

One was naturally the one that was hooked out by my aunt's slender fingers, and as for the other one...that's all.

In short, the evening breeze on the platform is gentle and the scenery is beautiful, and the sound and scenery are so charming and enchanting.

Looking from the railing, the mighty waterfall is like a river pouring down from the sky, the green lawn is covered with pink peach blossoms and green willows, and the delicate camellia flowers are in full bloom.

Zhao Qing was still refining the elixir with Qinghuan.

The exquisite and smooth jade furnace overturned, and the elixir that had not yet been refined flowed freely.

Qinghuan, who was still tending the candles just now, was now crawling on the ground, holding a small fan between her plump red lips. Her slightly unfocused eyes occasionally glanced at the platform, and her rosy face was full of a silly smile.

Above the xylophone, the slender backs of the feet swayed gently, the taut silk strings slid from the ankles into the toes, and a touch of red glow flew from the slender jade legs to the woman's white goose neck.

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Although Qinghuan's music is a bit messy, fortunately Hong Ning and her aunt are both highly skilled in music and can modify some of the abrupt vibrations very well.

Add to that the sound of the cascading waterfall, and Shuyue dances with the sword in her hand, and a flick of her wrist can produce a clear and crisp sword sound...

For a moment, the sound of the zither and sword seemed particularly peaceful.

Until Qinghuan's delicate body was picked up by Zhao Qing, and flew into the eighth-floor training hall on the wind, looking for the alchemy platform that had never been used... the aunt gradually slowed down the rhythm of the piano, and Ningmei naturally stopped playing.

Aunt Yingying stood up, and together with Hong Ning, they stood beside Si He, holding his arm and watching Shuyue finish the sword dance that she had not yet completed.

The pretty girl's eyes were as bright as torches, her black hair was flying, and the broadsword in her hand cut through the evening wind, making a fierce clanging sound.

Her delicate white wrist seemed to be stuck to the hilt of the sword at this moment. Strands of electric light wrapped around the sword, leaving a dazzling light and shadow in the void.

Shuyue had changed from her usual gentle and docile self, and her eyes now showed a bit more courage and coldness.

As the sword was swung with condensed spiritual energy, the peach and willow trees in the garden were swaying in an indescribable force.

With a flick of the sword, the surging waterfall suddenly stopped and stopped flowing between the cliffs!

The rugged and steep cliffs below were exposed, and the vigorous sword marks were like the ink strokes of an immortal, leaving clearly visible marks on the green peaks.

Countless pieces of rubble fell with the roar of the waterfall, and the crimson sunset reflected the countless splashes of water, which looked magnificent and majestic... It was completely unlike the magic that a foundation-building cultivator could perform.

Of course, this is not a magic, but a ray of Tianqing sword intent that Shuyue figured out under Si He's guidance.

Shuyue slightly clenched her arms as if to retract her sword, but as her delicate body tumbled, her movements became slower and slower, yet a dazzling flash of lightning gathered around her.

The woman's expression gradually became gentle, and she did not forget to smile softly at her aunt while practicing with the sword.

As she took brisk steps to greet him, her sleeves fluttered and danced wildly around the broadsword... At a certain moment, her slender waist twisted instantly, and she flew back and kicked the broadsword back, making it pierce the cliff wall, and the terrifying white electric light followed her like a shadow.

Boom Kaka!

The Sky-Tilting Sword instantly sank deep into the cliff face, while a mighty thunderbolt cascaded down along with the waterfall. Threads of lightning danced like wild snakes, illuminating both the waterfall and the Jade Pool with a pale white glow. However, a strange, dark blue fluorescence surged from the swirling water...

The originally delicate and charming sunset lost its color in an instant, the peach and willow trees swayed with the loud noise, and the dazzling light seemed to make the whole world become terrified and silent.

at last……

The sound of the wind rang in my ears again, and the scattered peach petals flowed into the clear canal with the flowing water, and the shaking and swaying pool water gradually calmed down.

Only the rising water vapor reflected the setting sun, and the dusk seemed to be even deeper.

Shuyue walked lightly to her aunt and Ning'er, and said with a crisp laugh, seemingly casually, "It seems that my husband really doesn't intend to let Qinghuan go today."

My aunt's beautiful eyes fluttered and she smiled without saying a word.

Hong Ning naturally smeared her lips with honey, her eyes filled with surprise as she exclaimed in sincere admiration, "So heroic and truly fierce. Even with my methods... it's difficult to cope with such murderous intent."

Ningmei looked so sincere when she boasted that Shuyue felt embarrassed and had to lower her head and smile with pursed lips.

The Tianqing sword power and Si He's improved thunder method are indeed fierce, but if they are used against Ning'er... with his current cultivation level, he is afraid that he will not have any chance of attacking.

The white-haired girl paced slowly, her expression indifferent as she commented, "You've made some progress."

Shuyue's dark eyes turned and she said with a smile: "Then I will practice again."

Si He nodded slightly, then casually walked to the table and took out a pile of jade cards. "Skip the lessons for the next few days, let's play a few rounds of mahjong."

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Another hour passed and night fell over the earth.

Zhao Qing and Qing Huan were still staying in the training hall. The crisp sound of the iron chains colliding, accompanied by soft moans, echoed tirelessly.

Hong Ning's eyes were rippling. On the surface, she was sorting out her cards, but her mind had already flown to Qing Huan with her spiritual consciousness.

She asked worriedly, "Has Qinghuan always been like this?"

in the past?

My aunt and Shuyue smiled at each other and looked at Si He at the same time.

Obviously, only Si He knew what Qinghuan's attitude was like when she was alone with Zhao Qing in the past.

The white-haired girl waved her hand nonchalantly and answered the question irrelevantly: "She won't die. She's very happy."

Shuyue smiled helplessly, looked at Hong Ning and explained softly: "This must be the first time for my husband to have a master-slave relationship with Qinghuan. He has never humiliated her like this before."

The aunt also smiled frivolously: "The little medicine slave has been torturing Zhao Qing for a long time, and Zhao Qing can't bear to bully her."

Shuyue tapped the jade token lightly on the table, then added with a smile, "Although Qinghuan used to be equally irritating, she wasn't as obsessed as she is these days."

"Two barrels."

"Bang."

Si He skillfully picked up a card and threw it away casually, secretly admiring Qinghuan's infatuated look at the moment.

She and Zhao Qing were in tune with each other, so she naturally saw it most clearly.

Qing Huan's firepower has indeed been more ferocious recently than before. A large part of the reason is that her cultivation level has declined. Moreover, after going through life and death with Zhao Qing, this attachment has become much stronger than before.

And... Ning Mei's arrival made her even more attractive without her realizing it.

Although Qing Huan said that she didn't care how many women her master married...but in actual actions she would not give in at all.

Hong Ning sighed softly, "With Qing Huan as charming as him, Zhao Qing wouldn't be bored even for ten or a hundred years."

Her eyes rippled, and she chuckled softly, "Could it be that Qing Huan originally enjoyed being bullied, and it only gradually became apparent after she met Zhao Qing?"

Ok?

My aunt thought for a moment, then slowly shook her head and said softly, "Who likes to suffer?"

"Qing Huan is just someone who doesn't care too much about me."

"She is different from you and me. She only has one blood relative in this world, her sister, and she has a hard life too."

"Qing Huan no longer cares what others think of her. Even the collapse of heaven and earth has nothing to do with her. She just indulges herself and accompanies her master..."

"Even on a busy street, she would keep calling out 'Master, Master'. She wouldn't even notice anyone else, and she wouldn't care if someone pointed at her."

Si Hedai raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of mischief flashed in her eyes, and she reminded: "Shuyue doesn't care about anyone too much."

Shuyue was stunned for a moment, and said quietly: "I can't stand it. It hurts if I kneel for too long."

My aunt seemed to have thought of something, and she looked at the white-haired girl in front of her and said teasingly, "Don't you have anyone you care about?"

Si He:? ? ?

She snorted disdainfully, blinked her bright eyes and chuckled, "But I don't like being a puppy."

Zhou Xiaoyi: "You like it."

Si He: "Go and bring some food!"

She directly transferred her aunt to the foot of the mountain, then turned and looked at Shuyue and Hongning with a smile, thinking that no one would scold her now.

Shuyue lowered her head and pursed her lips, silently collecting the scattered mahjong tiles. She suppressed her laughter and said in a trembling voice, "Let's play poker?"

"Um……"

Si He readily agreed.

"poker?"

Ningmei obviously hasn't experienced this new way of playing yet.

In fact, regarding mahjong, she initially thought it was just a variation of Pai Gow created by her aunt, but as she came into contact with more and more new things in recent days, she had already harbored countless doubts in her heart.

Shuyue took out another set of soft jade cards that could conceal spiritual consciousness and gently explained to Hongning how to play.

But he still never mentioned the fact that Zhao Qing and Si He were strangers from a foreign land.

Just think of it as a punishment for Ning'er's previous deceptions. She will find out sooner or later anyway, so let her figure it out slowly.

at the same time.

In the training hall which is only one floor away.

The surging spiritual power poured in, causing the golden chains to vibrate and sway.

Qing Huan collapsed beside the altar, her hair disheveled as she mumbled in ecstasy, her jade feet and slender toes trembling and curled up, her charming phoenix eyes rolled back...

【Gu Qinghuan】

【Life and Death Together】

[Water Spiritual Root Qualification: 20]

[Obtain Wood Spiritual Root Qualification: 20]

[Fire Spiritual Root Qualification: 20]

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Although the panel in front of him kept flashing, Zhao Qing's mind was also swaying along with it.

This is the ninety-second time the panel has appeared today, and the progress of the three spiritual roots has increased by nearly two thousand!

However, as he gently pulled the chain.

【Gu Qinghuan】

【Life and Death Together】

[Water Spiritual Root Qualification: 20]

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Zhao Qing slowly closed his eyes, and after calming down his blood and qi, he held Qinghuan lovingly in his arms and massaged her body to soothe her.

The woman's phoenix eyes were infatuated, and she whispered hoarsely: "Master, please kiss Qinghuan again..."