Sheng Fu

Chapter 251 The fleeting year is silent, youthful like jade

One Huitian Pill and one Yanghun Pill.

They are all great tonics and are of great value.

Huitian Pill can bring the dead back to life, and Yanghun Pill can refine Yin Qi and reshape the body.

For the old people, it is indeed a great tonic, but for the young, it is a deadly poison.

Wu Mi smiled and said: "The Shang Shuling lord gave us these two pills, the meaning of beating is obvious."

Yu Wenjun said indifferently: "We are not scared too much."

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Terran, Beihai, Mingyue Mountain.

At dusk, the sea waves are turbulent, revealing the beauty of sinking twilight.

Jing Peiyao, who was dressed in simple and elegant clothes, was sitting alone on the shore, her feet were only an inch away from touching the sea water.

The sea breeze was not too harsh, it slapped the girl's face slightly.

A white tiger lay cross-legged quietly on one side, and Tianhai was silent.

She is used to the life here, a person, a tower, a piece of sea.

The scenery is magnificent, but she often thinks of her life in the imperial capital, Pu Weiqing's earnest teachings, and that young man.

It's not very far from Dachun Prefecture, but she has been here all the time, and she doesn't know how many things have happened in the outside world, and she doesn't know that Sister Qinghua is still safe.

According to the original plan, Liu Qinghua should be traveling now, and he will be in a good mood when he encounters many beautiful scenery on the road, and it is best to improve his cultivation base a lot.

When people have thoughts in their hearts, they will often feel sad.

Jing Peiyao's sadness is not obvious. Women in the world envy Jing Peiyao that she can come to Mingyue Mountain to practice. There are beautiful scenery everywhere, rich aura and strong luck.

But here, there is still loneliness that lingers like sea fog.

It's not that she can't bear this kind of loneliness, but she can't stop the thoughts in her heart, and she doesn't want to cut off the thoughts.

Thinking of Master Pu Weiqing, how would he live alone in the days when he was not around?Did you learn to cook by yourself?Or hired a cook to take care of his daily life?
Master likes to be quiet, and doesn't like having servants to take care of his daily life. It should be that he has learned to cook, but Master is very disgusted with those things on the stove, and may also hire a cook.

Without knowing the result, relying only on imagination, the eyes of this world's most beautiful eyes gradually blurred.

For no reason, I thought of the young man in the fine clothes and jade belt. Is he doing well now?Has the bookishness on your body been washed away by the complicated world?Or is it that he has always been that somewhat dowdy boy.

Suddenly, Empress Fuyao came and stood behind Jing Peiyao, staring at the girl's back.

He opened the mouth and said, "Meditating like an adult is a habit you developed when you were young?"

Jing Peiyao didn't look back, she looked at the boundless North Sea in a daze, and said slightly: "Maybe it's a habit I've developed now. This place is far away from the fireworks in the world, so I have space to think about some difficult and difficult things."

Empress Fuyao said: "This answer is quite interesting."

Glancing at the white tiger beside him, after passing the level of Poji, it was a real pure-blooded white tiger. Thinking of the young man who made him feel uncomfortable, Empress Fuyao felt rippling in her heart.

He said with a playful smile: "The green dragon and the white tiger are a good match."

Jing Peiyao frowned slightly, but did not respond.

Empress Fuyao certainly sensed what was in Jing Peiyao's mind, and some things could not be settled with just a few words. Even though some things did not develop as expected, she was still satisfied with this girl in her heart.

After leaving the customs, she arrived at the Big Yellow Court, the real energy in her body was like the waves of the North Sea, and her aura was pure and elegant.

Even if there are some worries, there is nothing wrong with it. If a girl of this age has no worries, she will be abnormal.

Empress Fuyao was neither sad nor happy, she looked towards the vast sea and said, "Across this sea is the God's Domain, where there is a splendid civilization and magnificent scenery."

"There are also mountains, rivers and lands of blood and chaos. Many talented people of the human race have traveled there. Some have returned, and some have stayed there forever."

"Perhaps the people who stayed there never died, but just settled down there."

"But I hope that after you go, you can return as scheduled."

Jing Peiyao got up, stood in front of Empress Fuyao for the first time, stared at Beihai, and said softly, "Understood."

Empress Fuyao turned and left, Jing Peiyao glanced at the white tiger beside her, and said softly, "You look so cute."

A person's journey may be a bit lonely, but with a white tiger to accompany him, it seems that he is not so lonely.

The white tiger got up and spread its wings. Jing Peiyao held the snow in his hand, and controlled the white tiger, flying into the distance.

The waves are rough, and there are still powerful monsters living in the deep sea, and those extremely ancient reefs silently tell the past.

Entering God's Realm alone is something Jing Peiyao has never thought about before. Maybe it is beautiful but cruel, maybe her blood will stain the elegant clothes red.

But she didn't care, she thought in her heart that after she came back, maybe she could take a walk on the coastline with her old friend, or let go of paper kites, and then go to her hometown to visit her parents.

There are concerns in her heart, but there are some things that she must go to. If she doesn't go now, she will lose that courage in the future.

are you afraid?

Maybe a little bit.

Fuyao walked slowly towards the inside of the pagoda. In this retreat, she had successfully refined the wisp of crape myrtle true essence for her own use, but she couldn't condense the original source, so that she could live endlessly.

After taking this step, she did not rush for success, some things have to be taken slowly, this is a road that no one has ever traveled, and she does not think that she will definitely succeed.

But some things have to be done.

Everyone in the world thinks that Empress Fuyao is far away from the fireworks in the world, she is aloof, she wants to be admired forever, and her achievements will last forever, but she has never had these thoughts, she just wants to do what she likes.

She doesn't care about the world's views and criticism from scholars.

Approaching the bottom of the tower, Empress Fuyao stepped out and reached the ninth floor of the tower with a wide view, and the sea breeze was faintly howling.

She wanted to see the back of the girl who had gone away, although she didn't even say a word of farewell, but she still cared about her in her heart.

But the girl seemed as cold as ever.

Just when these thoughts came to her mind, she saw a round table surrounded by true energy, and there were hot dishes on the table.

It is a home-cooked dish that every cook can make, three steamed buns, a plate of hot and sour vermicelli, a stack of seasonal side dishes, a plate of roasted sea cucumber, a bowl of fish soup, a pair of chopsticks, and a chair.

Empress Fuyao was a little dazed, her eyes dimmed, she stretched out her jade hand to disperse the zhenyuan wrapped around the table, she sat on the chair slowly, and slowly picked up the chopsticks.

After taking a bite and savoring it carefully, it was hard for her to imagine the girl's mood and expression when she was cooking, and whether the fireworks in the kitchen would have slightly smoked her clear eyes.

The taste is good, looking to the far north, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

The sea fog is silent,

Stays all year round.

(End of this chapter)