mtl008 Chapter 459: Never-ending Terrace
Chapter 459: Never-ending Terrace
Look down at the mountains, rivers, seas and hills... and up at the sky and the universe!
Seeing incense with the naked eye and observing destiny with the eyes, the ancient Tianyan sect once used this pupil to observe the stars and understand the Tao, and to deduce the changes in the universe!
With such strange eyes, it is natural that they can directly see the spiritual energy of the moon.
Zhao Qing whispered earnestly and thanked his two senior brothers before integrating the Walking Blood Jade back into himself.
"It's normal that Third Brother doesn't like it."
He chuckled and stroked his aunt's hair soothingly, holding her delicate body in his arms and tying her hair into a beautiful bun again.
The aunt's beautiful eyes curved, and she secretly memorized the miraculous effect of the Xuanji pupil in her heart. She curled up her beautiful legs and gently lay in Zhao Qing's arms, smiling and saying, "Third Senior Brother, from beginning to end, never mentioned that the Xuanji pupil can directly see spiritual energy..."
Zhao Qing also showed an amused expression, and he chuckled and picked up his aunt, lifting the beauty high up - letting her sit on his shoulders.
Third Senior Brother didn’t mention it, because he didn’t know that Xuan Ji Tong could see changes in spiritual energy?
Obviously not.
He just felt that there was no need to say it. Compared with his wonderful use of observing the stars and spying on the Tao before the catastrophe, being able to observe the eye of the spiritual energy array was not worth mentioning at all.
But... is it really not worth mentioning?
My aunt's waist is very slender, not even a hand's length, but graceful and attractive.
But her hips and thighs were plump and firm. At this moment, she sat on her father's shoulders like a little daughter. Her soft hips obviously couldn't squeeze onto his shoulders, so she could only support him with her spiritual consciousness...
Zhao Qing casually embraced the slender legs hanging in front of him, held a pair of white and delicate feet in his palms, and took his gentle and naughty daughter to watch the wind and snow with a smile by the cloud window.
Xiaoyi seemed to have really become his daughter.
But outside, she is still an ice beauty as cold as ice.
The tall and graceful daughter smiled sweetly, her slender hands lowered to gently massage her father's shoulders and back, and her snow-white feet and slender toes would playfully tease her father's palm from time to time.
They both smiled and looked at the wind and snow outside the window.
Without any words, they had already connected their minds again with telepathy, feeling the warm and intimate communication between them, and also whispered to each other to tease the words of the third senior brother.
True.
Feel the moonlight, feel the spiritual energy, gather incense, condense luck, break the formation and look for the talisman...all the cultivators can do it, so what's so magical about the Xuanji pupil?
If these words were said by Dan Gui, Zhao Qing would probably ask back in a sarcastic tone, and show him his skills on the spot, so that he could understand what the nemesis of the formation was and what the mysterious eyes were.
But these words were said by Third Brother...
Zhao Qing could only follow the other party's train of thought and sincerely exclaimed that it made sense.
——That really makes sense.
His third senior brother, whose name he didn't even know, had been in seclusion on Blood Star for years and rarely showed up in the Yujing Realm.
Many Yujing monks also just call it the Blood Robe's Three Steps. After all, the Blood Robe's third step... has not changed for nearly seven thousand years.
For a semi-immortal cultivator of that status and strength, the Xuanji pupil is indeed of little use.
There are nine levels of spiritual practice.
Although Yujing claims to have nine walkers, there are actually only eight positions.
Because the first walkers of each lineage... are the twelve tower masters who founded Yujing after the Dao catastrophe, also known as the first generation walkers.
Therefore, when Zhao Qing first met the owner of the building, Qingcai told him that he could call her senior sister or respect her as teacher.
What is the cultivation level of Third Senior Brother?
The existence at the pinnacle of harmony!
No one in the entire Yongning Prefecture can match him.
The various talents and physical conditions of cultivators are no longer important to those semi-immortals.
Considering the other party's strength, Zhao Qing naturally wanted to sincerely praise him and say a few words of advice...
But he is not a half-immortal, and neither is his aunt. This Xuanji pupil is obviously an extremely important and mysterious talent for them.
Moreover, it is a testimony to the two people's sincere companionship for nearly twenty years, so the joy in their hearts is needless to say.
……
After midnight, the cold wind howled fiercely.
The Yaoshan Salt Field is full of bright lights at a glance. This is the largest ghost market in the northwest of Xiuyuan, and there is always a gathering of various wandering cultivators and immortals.
A magnificent fairy boat that covered the sky and the sun flew over.
This only attracted the attention of many monks from afar, each of whom had his own wishful thinking in mind.
Such a huge flying boat is usually a spiritual treasure belonging to a Yuanying or a Shenhua power...
But the Nascent Soul Transformation Spirit obviously would not wander around the Yaoshan Ghost Market at night.
After all, although the items circulating here are precious, they are mostly strange and complicated, and most of the people who come here are disciples of the sect or traveling immortals.
Everyone is looking for an opportunity to hunt something new, while others just want to take a look at the busy city and look for some fat sheep to grab some resources.
Most of them are at the Foundation Establishment stage, and Golden Core cultivators can occasionally be seen. As for Nascent Soul cultivators... they are obviously not interested in these.
"This scene is comparable to the journey of the Luo Yuan Sect elders."
"Maybe he's the heir apparent of some clan..."
"I've been in Xiuyuan for all these years, but I've never seen such a scene. Could it be someone from the Jing family of Mingshangzhou?"
"The Holy Nether Prison's secret realm has recently opened up, attracting many cultivators. Perhaps they are young masters from other states who have traveled here."
"Let's see if he'll stay. I actually have a rare treasure in my hand, and it would be nice to exchange it for it tonight..."
To the west of Yao Mountain, a long and secluded path leads to the salt pond.
The stalls gradually became fewer and fewer, and the lights seemed a little dim.
Two women walked hand in hand, one was beautiful and charming, the other was gentle and soft.
The sleeves of the figure under the cold moon were twisted.
It was a rare opportunity for Qinghuan to stroll around in this world outside of Yongning, quietly looking at the strange things among the stalls, listening to the chaotic conversations of other cultivators, and occasionally smiling knowingly and whispering a few words to her senior sister.
"Here it comes." The bone girl chuckled to herself and looked at Gu Qinghuan.
Qing Huan nodded gently and smiled softly, "Then Qing Huan will go look for Shu Yue and Ning Er... I want to walk around with my master."
"Just to be with you?"
The Bone Girl smiled frivolously: "Except for Long Yuan in the blood-stained robe, this is your first time leaving Yongning, right?"
"You won't let your master play with you, even if it's just to pick out some interesting objects for him?"
Gu Qinghuan's phoenix eyes flashed with a clever smile, and she said softly to her senior sister, "It's not the first time. I accompanied the master to Zhongzhou Zizhu in the early years."
"Zhongzhou..."
"How is it? Do you think Zhongzhou is interesting?"
After listening to the bone girl's casual chatter, Qing Huan looked at the flying boat in the sky and said with a smile, "Interesting."
"Zhongzhou is very big. I didn't travel to many places back then. I will accompany my master in the future."
There was anticipation in her soft, smiling voice, and her sleeves fluttered in the cold wind.
Those days in Zhongzhou...she spent them on Zizhu's spirit boat.
He had never set foot on the land of Zhongshengzhou, nor had he even strolled on a spirit boat. He just quietly stayed in a small corner of the third floor of the spirit boat.
Xiuyuan Yaoshan, Qianhuan Jueyun, these completely different mountains and rivers, she had only seen them in the images evolved by Sihe before.
Even after Longyuan, when Shuyue and Ning'er accompanied their master to travel around the Blood Star and explore the vast clouds in Qianhuanzhou... she was still waiting quietly at home.
She never had the opportunity to accompany her master to travel around the mountains and rivers outside Yongning.
"How are you thinking about the love Gu I told you about?"
"Use your blood essence to refine a pair. After planting each other, erode his soul. Maybe he will care about you more."
Qingrao smiled playfully. Just by looking into Qinghuan's eyes, she knew what this infatuated junior sister longed for...
However, to her surprise, Gu Qinghuan smiled and shook her head: "Master is most concerned about me, so there is no need to go to such trouble."
The bone girl's smile froze, and she felt even more curious.
Those enchanting eyes quietly sized up Junior Sister, then he took her delicate wrist and leaned closer... Then he asked with a low laugh, "Are you born to please others?"
"What's it like to be Xiaoqing's drug slave?"
Xiaoqing?
Gu Qinghuan lowered her head with a smile, not surprised at all. These people called out everything when they walked and talked.
As for whether I was born to please others... obviously not.
"Being his slave is easy and worry-free." She replied with a soft smile while extending her spiritual sense to search for her master.
"Humph—I still don't believe Hong Ning when she occasionally mentions you. Junior Sister Gu is really a slut~"
Qing Huan listened to her senior sister's slightly frivolous sweet talk and chuckled softly, "Once you taste the marrow, you'll know the taste. There's nothing wrong with being a drug slave."
The Bone Girl smiled sweetly, turned lightly and walked towards the salt pond, saying with a smile, "I don't think I can enjoy it... If I really had a Taoist partner, I'd think it would be more fun if we were both strong."
Each is strong?
"Maybe... I've never really thought about it."
Gu Qinghuan chuckled softly, said the last words to her senior sister, and then flew on the wind to the Never-Sleeping Terrace in the south of Yaoshan Mountain.
Although she was joking, the lust in her heart became more and more unbearable, and she felt her body was aroused.
After all, her laughter is just the tip of the iceberg of her thoughts.
If we really talk about what it feels like to be a master's drug slave...
That should be the joy of completely giving your heart and soul to someone, the relief of having nothing to do with the trivialities of the world anymore, and the attachment to him alone in this life.
There is also the sweetness of knowing each other's hearts and minds, the charm of being as humble as grass and as lowly as dust, the warmth of being able to talk without any gaps in the heart, and the madness of transcending the world and life and death...
There are also torments and joys when one is ordered to obey orders but cannot control oneself.
The torment comes from having to endure the worldly gaze, occasional physical discomfort, and the throbbing in the heart.
The joy comes from... It's as if I have been branded by Zhao Qing. I will be his property for the rest of my life. I can never break free, and I won't try to break free.
It's really a bit debauched——
Gu Qinghuan smiled secretly in her heart, and did not think there was anything wrong with being a little wild with her master. On the contrary, she enjoyed it all.
Compared to the lust brought by the body, the throbbing that lingered in her heart and soul made her even more obsessed.
Bone-melting and soul-stirring.
It feels like there is a string tied to my heart, and it trembles involuntarily when I think about these things.
If you hug your master, you will feel like a pair of big hands are wantonly ravaging your heart.
The woman looked at the figure at the end of the dim light, exchanged a smile with her master, and then floated down like a veil in the wind and snow... and then quietly stayed by her master's side.
At this moment, she would not hug her master and express her feelings, nor would she say anything.
The master would hug her and take care of her - even if not, he still hugged her when they looked at each other with a smile just now.
Gu Qinghuan knew that her sexual desire had long been different from that of other women. Every little thing she had experienced with her master over the years had made her more and more like this, and it would be even more so in the future.
She didn't know what she would eventually become: a drug-slave puppet who had completely lost herself? Or a quiet little slave who still clung to her master?
Or... one day she would go through life and death together with her master, and end the rest of her life that had obsessed her.
If this road leads to an abyss, then she will rush to the abyss...what she wants more than anything else.
No matter what the ending of her life will be, she is looking forward to every possible story and is happy to accept it.
After all, she has her master by her side, and has long been away from the confusion and dull pain of struggling in the world. All that remains is the sweetness that can penetrate into the soul.
……
"What are you thinking?"
Yaoshan, Never-Sleeping Terrace.
The lights in the cold wind are hazy and dreamy.
Zhao Qing held his wife's hand tightly, and turned back to look at Qinghuan with a smile, asking with confusion.
"..."
Gu Qinghuan gathered his sleeves and took two steps forward, following closely behind his master as he accompanied Shuyue in selecting the sword case. He said with a gentle smile, "Just now, Senior Sister asked me what it felt like to be the master's medicine slave."
She said all she wanted to say, and then looked at her master with a smile.
In return, I received a gentle palm... caressing my slightly cold cheek, reaching into my hair through my side face, and pressing me into its warm embrace.
"Qing Huan is moved."
Shuyue raised her eyes and smiled. Just by looking at Qinghuan's slightly red neck, she knew what she was thinking.
Zhao Qing chuckled and nodded, then turned and interlocked his fingers with Qing Huan, pulling her along to help Shu Yue choose a sword case. "I've never taken you out for a walk before, so let's think about this on the flying boat."
Gu Qinghuan's phoenix eyes trembled slightly, and a smile hung between her slightly pursed crimson lips: "I will listen to the master. Qinghuan will think about it in private."
The aunt's light spiritual sense shook and probed: "Little hoof, you are not just thinking about it in private."
Ningmei's cheerful laughter also floated over, entangled with Qinghuan and Xiaoyi's consciousness.
"Qing Huan——"
"I just found the Spiritual Transformation Pillar. It can cause spiritual energy to become disordered and collide with the meridians. It is said to be quite painful."
"They're usually used to discipline monster mounts, but I only saw one tonight... If you don't want it, I can keep it for myself."
Qinghuan smiled without saying a word, just stayed beside her master, silently extending her spiritual sense to accompany the two sisters.
As for the Spirit Transformation Pillar, if Ning'er liked it, she would have bought it long ago. It was obvious that he was just joking with herself.
Shuyue smiled and raised her eyes slightly, feeling the vibration of the three people's consciousness... She was distracted and stopped shopping, and instead directed the consciousness of her husband in her Niwan to Qinghuan and the three people's entanglement.
Zhao Qing held his wife and little slave in his arms, one on each side, and walked towards the brighter lights with a smile in his eyes. He just listened to the voice transmission without saying a word or responding.
The lazy, beautiful and cold white-haired fairy followed the three of them with Nangong Yao.
Si He didn't care that there was a little Lolita around. He looked at Qing Huan quietly with his deep and beautiful eyes and whispered softly, "Ning'er is just talking and laughing like a little slave."
"Even if Qing Huan really wanted to use the Spiritual Transformation Pillar with his master, he wouldn't say it out loud."
"Because her master didn't mention it much, it was out of pity for her that he didn't allow her to try."
Ning Mei's eyes curved, and she said with a cheerful smile, "How does the Queen know so much about Qing Huan?"
"Because she also has a little slave." Zhao Qing looked back at Si He's lazy and frivolous gaze, and responded to Ning Mei with a soft smile... satisfying the expectations in the humble Si He's heart.
Anyway, it’s just a small matter at home, so what if Nangong Yao is around?
It doesn't matter at all.
The Never-ending Square is bustling with people, and is no less lively than an ordinary market, but it is not noisy with loud hawking and people chatting and laughing.
The stall owners here are very quiet, and the wandering immortals are equally quiet, with only low whispers of laughter occasionally heard. If a mortal came here, he would only feel deserted - a strange desertedness.
But for the cultivators, when those chaotic fluctuations of spiritual consciousness intertwined together and a group of unfamiliar and familiar cultivators communicated with each other, it seemed extremely prosperous and lively.
Therefore, the mortals in the salt pond under Yao Mountain called this place...Ghost Market.