After my death, I became the white moonlight of the whole cultivation world

Chapter 42
"Also, set up a tomb for your seventh apprentice, today is her first seven."

Mo Yu was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect her to bring this up on his own initiative, he originally wanted to wait until they were all gone, so as not to put her in an embarrassing situation.

Then he nodded and said, "Well, it should be."

After speaking, he looked at her again, stood up hesitantly: "Please follow me."

Yun Weixian didn't ask any more questions, and just followed him to a remote place, behind which was a three-story small building with quiet mountains.

She has noticed this place before, because this small building is very gentle and unique. The delicate wall lamps, soft tassels and looming screens all indicate that this is a girl's boudoir.

This is the residence of Yun Que's third apprentice, Tong Fei, and also her Xiulou.

The first floor is used for normal practice and rest, and the second and third floors are her other world. She is obviously alone, but she can toss and turn into a mortal fabric plus a clothing store.

The fabric is ordinary silk silk and light gauze cotton, and the silk thread is specially made. The raw materials are all collected from the spiritual silkworms raised by the monks and some special spiritual plants.

On the silk threads of various colors, you can still vaguely see rune patterns that are so subtle that they are difficult to see with the naked eye.

If you want Yun Weixian to come, you really can't do such a meticulous thing.

However, it is probably because Tong Fei is too focused on such small details, and will not be sloppy at all, and will put more effort into the more important belts, so she can only reluctantly cut clothes and embroider patterns for everyone in Ruoshui Pavilion, there is no need at all. Take it out and sell it.

It is a unique skill that only spends but does not earn.

Mo Yu seldom came to this embroidery building, and stood on the third floor for a while, before discovering the box he was suspected to be looking for.

He went over to open the box, and seeing that it was indeed inside and that the work had been completed, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then had a flash of sadness.

"This is the entrance ceremony I prepared in advance for Xian'er, but..."

Unexpectedly, she couldn't think about seeking death before she really found the way she wanted to enter.

Yun Weixian looked over, it was a light yellow dress, hair band, fringed waistcoat, lace-up boots, everything was included.

If he can hold on for a while longer, seeing this, Yuan Yun Weixian probably doesn't want to die.

After all, Mo Yu really loves her as a daughter.

And when he took it out at this time, the meaning was very clear.

Yun Weixian reached out and took the dress over: "I'll go and change it."

"Ah."

You can change clothes behind the screen in the inner room, but Mo Yu went to the stairs outside and waited with his back turned.

A moment later, the sound of the wind came, and he turned around, and the white and pink dress fell into his hands after being folded.

Yun Weixian said lightly: "Bury her next to those pear trees."

"Okay, then I'll go first."

After he left, Yun Weixian walked to the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror in the inner room and looked at himself in the mirror.

I have had enough sleep in the past few days, and I have also eaten several small qi-tonifying pills. The qi and blood of this body have almost recovered, and a little flesh has grown on the skinny cheeks.

She had never tried this kind of delicate and tender style before, but with her current body, she didn't feel any disobedience.

The corners of the lips are slightly raised, which also means that the smile is like a flower.

Taking off the hairpin on her head, Yun Weixian picked up the hairband that can be used as a magic weapon, wrapped it around the hair, and left two knots hanging down to the end of the hair.

With this, the new shape is considered complete.

It is also a new beginning.

Yun Weixian sighed softly, left the inner room, and came to the table on the first floor where Tong Fei usually practiced talismans.

Now that she has such a suit of dresses that suits her heart, she must keep something corresponding, which is in line with her usual style.

(End of this chapter)