Chapter 0343: The Grace of Beauty

This is an endless wasteland, with occasional swamps and withered vegetation, trembling in the wind and shrouded in mist.

Strangely, there is a mist swirling around, but the moon in the sky shines with two wheels, gently casting a clear light like mercury. The spiritual energy is so strong that it is about to drip out, making people feel palpitations.

This is a hazy dream, where the girl stands in a daze in the mist.

Qianqian didn't know where she was, but at this moment, with a clear light of three feet, a hint of alertness in her hazy eyes made it clear that it was her own dream, not the realm, nor the reality.

The young master once said that humans have a subconscious, just like the icebergs under the sea. The vastness of the sea cannot be exhausted by immortals, but real people are already one body and mind, unobstructed by gods, and can move forward and backward freely without being hurt by nightmares

The first time she looked at this dream from a fresh perspective, Qianqian no longer had fear, but rather showed some interest.

After self-cultivation, my body and mind have been pure. It's been a long time since I had such a dream... Let's just see what's in this dream

This is the first night of the achievement of the Spirit Pool. Qianqian, who had fallen into her dream, decided to embark on an adventure. Without hesitation, she released the constraints of the Spirit Pool and any gust of wind blew her body away

Qianqian was flying over the deserted Artemisia scoparia in the wilderness, crossing a mountain hill and circling around a swamp covered with reeds, gradually entering the area of lights ahead.

She really wanted to watch carefully, but continued flying fast, as if the purpose was ahead.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound coming from ahead. Qianqian looked around and saw some lights flickering in the distance. As she approached, she saw a small courtyard with an oil lamp inside, shining brightly.

Qianqian fell down and stepped on the ground, staring blankly at the oil lamp. The light had a warm and pleasant feeling, and Qianqian thought to herself, "Oh, it's a small courtyard, a bit familiar

Suddenly, two people were talking inside, not even teenagers. There were only two dishes on the wooden table: green vegetables, tofu, and stir fried bean sprouts.

The boy sat up at the table, and the girl served him food. The boy asked her to eat together, but the girl didn't refuse. She sat upright and ate together, chewing slowly and making as little noise as possible.

The dinner under the lamp was quiet and had a unique warmth, which was truly wonderful.

Ah, it's the years when I was young and with the young master, "Qianqian suddenly realized. She took a deep breath, and at some point, it started to rain lightly in her dream.

With a pitter patter, she looked forward to it very much: 'What's down there?'

As the scene changed and time passed, small flashes of light that had been left in my heart for many hours emerged one by one. These were the happiness and troubles of maids, the loneliness and stubbornness of being alone, and even the fear of fire and thunder

This is all me. "She calmly accepted her past and many other interesting information from the outside world

Searching requires patience, and subconscious exploration cannot be completed in a day or two. When she wakes up, it's almost dawn.

Touch the pillow, there's no one around.

There is an abnormal flow of spiritual energy in the air, which attracts the attention of human consciousness.

Qianqian put on her clothes and walked out.

It's still dark.

In addition to the drizzling rain, it is the winter scenery. Looking up, the divine consciousness penetrates through, and the rockeries, flowers, trees, and pool water are shrouded in a faint mist. Under the severe cold, there is hidden vitality, and the spiritual energy and tide nourish all living things on the ground. Even without the need for martial arts, there can be subtle benefits.

Withdrawing the secret guards and avoiding the patrolling soldiers and early maids, Qianqian walked slowly along the path alone.

The light rain fell quietly, the air was moist and cool, flowers, plants, and trees beckoned to her. The place where she grew up witnessed changes, and there was nothing unfamiliar to her in Yejiazhuang.

The drainage of the road is done very well. At this time, the lotus shoes are light and not very wet, while the skirts caress the flowers, plants and trees on the roadside, and Qianqian can hear their pure joy.

Hello, hello... "They said, and the young girl narrowed her eyes with a smile.

A trace of divine consciousness guided her to a small deserted garden to the west of Zhuangzi.

In the drizzling rain, a charred sword pierced the stone platform in the center of the garden. The young master sat with the sword in his hand, and the deadly golden aura flowed. The trees and trees around him were all broken, causing people to sigh.

Are you refining a sword? "Qianqian calmly knelt beside him.

From this perspective, the young man's profile looks very indifferent, with a kind of steel coldness, killing everything and being inhumane.

Qianqian's heart softened, remembering that he would always do this at the end of every war, continuing his sharpness during the war, and not liking to talk, with a slow response to things outside of the war.

The book says that many Golden Vein cultivators who kill excessively will have this disease, but they will be fine in two days.

Mmm. "Ye Qing turned her head to look at her, then turned her head again, only to see a trace of rust slowly fading off the sword, revealing the memory metal material produced in Wonderland.

After a while, he remembered and explained, "The Sword Immortal has completed his mission, and this immortal spirit sword embryo is his private reward

Qianqian let go of her worries and secretly marveled at the efficiency of the immortal spirit. Curiously sensing the immortal spirit aura inherent in the remaining sword, she asked, "How long will it take for the remaining sword to be refined again to the point where it can be sacrificed and refined

Two months... "Ye Qing stared at the blade, and a trace of rust slowly faded away." The formation is gone, otherwise it would have been shortened to ten days

Oh. "Qianqian noticed that he had no intention of speaking, so she stopped asking and quietly began practicing beside him.

The road is vast, life is poor, and I dare not fail to work hard. Many times, this is the ordinary way to get along with fellow travelers.

With the fragrance of soil and the spiritual energy of lush plants and trees, they rushed into the hundred veins around them, while the spiritual pool rippled with green light, carrying natural spiritual energy, which in turn enriched the surrounding plants and trees. Even the fine grass that was shattered by the golden energy within a radius of one zhang sprouted and grew again.

Repeating the cycle, constantly practicing, gaining several times the level of a real person of the same level, and gaining insights at any time, this is the benefit of innate Dao body.

The sky in the east is gradually brightening, and through thick dark clouds, one can feel this golden fireball.

The sun belongs to fire, but its color is not entirely pure yang, as referred to in the book.

The young girl gazed silently, lost in thought.

Soon after, Ye Qing finished refining his sword, and Qianqian followed suit, naturally holding his hand and going back together.

Facing the respectful gaze of her fellow tribesmen, soldiers, and servants, a calm feeling brewed in her heart, making her feel a little touched... a feeling of joining hands without feeling inferior.

On the way, she seemed to have remembered something: "Young master, I dreamed of the ruins of the magic nest, and the soil emitted seven colors of light. What does that mean

I don't know, "Ye Qing answered casually, in a flat tone.

It's like this again... Qianqian pouted and understood that the young master didn't know everything, so she didn't bring up this matter anymore.

The Ye family's stall has grown bigger, and everyone has their own things to do. After dinner, she never saw the young master again.

After the war, an ordinary day passed like this.

Until before dinner in the evening, a pot like small jar was handed to her, and Qianqian was surprised to take it and asked, "A jar of soil

The main mother of the Ye family is still a real person. The sergeant dared not look at her too much and respectfully said, "It's the soil that the main mother wants. I was ordered to obtain it from the ruins of the demon nest and deliver it to the main mother on horseback

Qianqian is a bit dizzy. When did she say she wanted this soil

Got it, you go down. "At the dinner table, she wanted to say something to the young master, but glanced at her cousin who was laughing and joking, so she remained silent.

Until the routine night conversation behind the courtyard, when the family gathered together to chat, they never mentioned this jar of ruins and soil again.

In the middle of the night, the real girl woke up from the seven colors of her dream, holding this jar of ruins and soil, pondering for a while, and then looked at the young master sleeping peacefully beside her pillow. At some point, she ran over because she was not guarded against his breath, and for a moment, she focused on her dream without realizing it.

After a long while, she sighed, got up, got out of bed, opened the window, and looked out in the moonlight.

To become a real person, Qianqian was only wearing a silk skirt with a waistband tied around her waist. The moonlight shone down, and her beauty was so beautiful that it was just bone deep. I could see a faint green color flowing in her eyes.

The real person has achieved great success in cultivation, with blue eyes. If you think like this, you may feel that it's just ahead of schedule, but Qianqian has a vague but very clear feeling - no!

It seems like a kind of potential that finally emerged after Qianqian reached the realm of a real person.

She pursed her lips, feeling that she had some characteristics from a young age that were not seen in books and even the young master didn't understand, but she didn't think it was a coincidence and just wanted to find the answer.

The answer can only be found from oneself.

Perhaps it can help the young master.

Fool... "Qianqian was stunned for a moment, muttering this sentence in the darkness, then crawled back into bed, leaned against his skin, and fell asleep - sinking back into her dream to continue exploring.

Qianqian fell asleep, but Ye Qing did not sleep. He slept with Qianqian for a purpose, and as he pressed against her smooth skin, he felt an indescribable breath emanating from her female body and seeping into his own.

Squinting my eyes, if I were to take a rough look, it would reveal the vitality of Aoki, which can promote the healing of my injuries.

If you are careless, you may think that this is just the pure Qi of Qingde cultivation. However, Ye Qing looked over from a different angle and focused on it, only to see a trace of blue cloud Qi, although extremely weak, hanging high and connected.

This is not the spirit of Qingde

In the practice of the Five Virtues, although the Green Virtues appear blue, upon careful observation, it can be found that they do not belong to each other and are not actually the same, but they are not the true Green.

This trace of green energy is different, it is genuine green energy.

Green energy is a precious energy, unparalleled in all things, and officials must go to the provincial and ministerial levels to have it.

The Heavenly Court is even more rare. Those who can have youth must be the Great Luo Heavenly Immortal, or even the leader of a sect.

Don't wonder why. Ordinary people only live and die for a hundred years, so what about Qingzi? And gods or immortals, who are almost immortal, are both Qingzi, which is extremely rare.

Qianqian has become a real person, and this trace of green energy appears as if it were not there. Originally, this noble energy was still hidden and could not be seen by outsiders, but when she saw the situation, Qianqian did not defend herself in order to be seen by herself.

And half of them crossed over to bless themselves.

The beauty's kindness is heavy, and I don't know how to repay it. Thinking of this, Ye Qing let out a long sigh and said, "Forget it for now, we'll patrol the village in a few days