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Chapter 834: A Few Things About Taibai and Qinglian (Part )

"Today, a new Jindan Perfection cultivator has joined the Bingzi Camp. Would you like to meet him?"

The maid gently placed a jade slip on the table of Master Taibai Zhimiao, and quickly stepped back as if she had been scalded.

In fact, it’s not that this Yuanying Zhenren is ugly or has a bad temper.

The appearance of Taibai Zhimiao Zhenren is flawless. Although she is not as gentle and delicate as the average Kun Xiu, and she likes to dress in men's clothes, her dignified and heroic demeanor also makes many people fall in love with her.

The key is the murderous intent that seems to be real in her. Even if you get a little closer, your hands and feet will go cold and your blood will feel like it is about to freeze.

The maid lowered her head, trying to hide her little emotions, but she didn't know that she was only in the Foundation Establishment stage, and all her thoughts and emotions were as transparent as can be in front of Master Taibai Zhimiao.

Master Taibai Zhimiao placed his flawless hand on the jade slip, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Take this person and settle her down first. I'll see her tomorrow."

After the maid left, Zhenren Taibai Zhimiao held the jade slip and quickly used his spiritual consciousness to see the information in it. After browsing through it, he quickly sorted it out.

She put down the jade slip thoughtfully, and there was no joy on her beautiful face. "What a pitiful person..."

According to the information, this Qinglian Zhenren who has achieved perfect golden elixir was born in a small cultivation family in a small town in the north. He has natural spiritual roots and extraordinary qualifications.

When she was only in her early twenties, the small town was conquered by the demon tribe. Her whole family became their food, and she was the only one who escaped.

Weak and helpless, she became a casual cultivator. In order to practice her skills and obtain resources, she had to interact with some foundation-building and core-forming cultivators, and she didn't know how much suffering she endured.

Also because of his excellent spiritual roots, he nearly became the prey of evil cultivators several times.

She had gone through many ups and downs along the way, and only now, at the age of over 270, had she achieved the perfection of the Golden Elixir, which was really not worthy of her natural spiritual roots.

Those cultivators who have a higher origin or a famous teacher, if they have natural spiritual roots, can often form a fetus in more than a hundred years.

After sighing, Master Taibai Zhimiao let the matter go.

Most of the human world has fallen, and there are countless people who are worse off than True Man Qinglian.

No matter how much suffering Qinglian Zhenren has gone through, he is now about to form a fetus. Compared with the bones all over the ground and those mortals who have become food for the demons, he is much, much luckier.

The next day, Taibai Zhimiao Zhenren, dressed in men's clothes, met Qinglian Zhenren in the big tent.

Even though she had seen the image of this woman, when she saw her in person, she couldn't help but secretly praise her: She is so pitiful.

But this Qinglian Zhenren, as his name suggests, is like a lotus in the water, growing out of the mud but not stained, washing in the clear water but not coquettish, simple, elegant and tranquil, yet with a natural charm hidden in his behavior.

"Greetings to Master Taibai." She bowed gracefully, with thousands of charms condensed in this bow.

"Get up." Taibai Zhimiao Zhenren calmly asked her to sit down.

After a brief conversation, Taibai Zhimiao Zhenren suddenly asked, "It is said that when you were young, your family was destroyed by a certain demon tribe, and you were the only one who escaped?"

True Man Qinglian smiled, seemingly calm, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes, "To answer True Man, it is indeed true."

Taibai Zhimiao nodded, "Some people say that you might be a spy of the demon clan. Otherwise, it is hard to explain how a weak woman like you could escape when the city was destroyed and the clan was wiped out."

The voice of Qinglian Zhenren was soft and weak, but also had distinct pauses and no ups and downs in her tone, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her. "I don't know how to explain it. Maybe it's just luck. I've been through a lot of scrutiny along the way. If Zhenren wants to examine me again, that's fine."

"Let's talk about it later," Taibai Zhimiao Zhenjun changed the subject, "Although the Bingzi Camp is an elite army, not everyone has to go to the battlefield. I heard that you are good at formations? You also have some experience in alchemy. You can choose to stay behind to provide logistics, or you can follow me to fight in all directions to kill the monsters. What do you choose?"

"I am willing to follow you on your expeditions, and I hope you will grant my wish."

Taibai Zhimiao Zhenren said ambiguously: "I'll think about it again."

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Zhenren Taibai Zhimiao is a member of the elite monk unit "Danchi" under the Beichen Pavilion, and is the commander-in-chief of the Bing Camp.

Most monks are free-spirited and do not like being restricted, so they find it difficult to adapt to the strict discipline of the military model.

However, at this critical moment of life and death for the human race, on the brink of extinction, the cultivators can no longer act as they please.

The establishment of "Danchi" was forcibly pushed forward by several Hedao and Buxu masters.

If she were to let True Man Taibai Zhimiao make his own decision, she would entrust True Man Qinglian with an important task, grant him resources, and help him to quickly conceive.

But there was an order from above that True Man Qinglian was suspected of being a spy from the demon clan, so he had to be examined again. And it was not just a matter of walking around the venue and asking a few questions. He had to be monitored for a long time and only after it was confirmed that he was not a spy would he be allowed to use him.

And she is not allowed to give the elixir for forming a baby.

Zhenren Taibai Zhimiao was speechless. If he was worried that the other person was a spy, he should not have been included in the "Danchi"!

But military orders were as heavy as a mountain, and she had no choice but to temporarily keep True Person Qinglian by her side to serve as a clerk and maid.

Fortunately, True Man Qinglian had a gentle temperament and did not complain. He hung around True Man Taibai Zhimiao every day, arranging all the small matters in an orderly manner, and seemed to enjoy it.

Over time, Master Taibai Zhimiao even felt that he could not live without her.

The demon race is powerful. Even the Great Sage and the Sixth-Rank Demon King will not take action easily, but they are too numerous. Moreover, they do not need to practice hard. They can advance to the next level by devouring the flesh and blood of cultivators for nourishment and evolving their bloodlines. Therefore, the number of demons below the fifth level is far greater than that of humans.

This was reflected on the battlefield, where the human race was losing ground, with seven or eight out of ten of the human world being destroyed. The battle became more intense and bloodier day by day.

Many cultivators with great talents and the potential to achieve the state of transformation of spirit and step into the void died halfway before they could even grow up.

As one side gains strength while the other loses strength, the extinction of the human race seems to be only a matter of time.

The top leaders at the Beichen Pavilion meeting have been quietly discussing the "Spark" plan, preparing to move a portion of the population and the inheritance of each major sect into the small world.

Some scattered information also gradually reached the level of Nascent Soul cultivators.

No matter which direction the wind was blowing, Taibai Zhimiao Zhenren was determined to kill the enemy and remained steadfast.

As the true disciple of the Wanfa Sect, she could have stayed in the safe rear.

But she always rushed to fight in the most dangerous places, and her Piaoxue sword had drunk the blood of countless demons.

The Piaoxue Sword is also called the Piaoxue Sword by many people.

The name of Taibai Evil Star resounded throughout the battlefield.

Some people respect him, some people fear him, but Taibai Zhimiao Zhenren never pays attention to other people's gazes.

Dressed in white, he fluttered back and forth on the battlefield. After the battle, Feijian Sect would return with blood. After the battle, he would leave without staying for long, looking extremely cool and unrestrained.

Only True Man Qinglian knew that every time True Man Taibai Zhimiao came back from the battlefield, she would drink wine all night long. It seemed that only the aroma of the wine and the moment of being slightly tipsy could make her forget the bloodiness of the battlefield.

On this day, Master Taibai Zhimiao returned from the battlefield, with a lingering smell of blood that was extremely pungent.

"Bring some wine." She sat sideways on the cushion, her pair of slender and beautiful eyes not as bright as usual.

True Man Qinglian walked in silently, handed over a jar of pear blossom white, looked at True Man Taibai Zhimiao worriedly, bit his lower lip, but did not speak.

Master Taibai Zhimiao drank silently by himself, and soon the jar of wine was empty.

"Come again."

Qinglian Zhenren said with a smile: "How can there be wine without music and dance? I will dance a song for you."

Master Taibai Zhimiao was silent for a while, then nodded, "Okay."

Looking over with hazy eyes, I saw Qinglian Zhenren smiling sweetly, raising her white wrist and dancing gracefully.

The sound of stringed instruments came from nowhere, vague and ethereal, as if it was there and not there.

It is like a clear spring flowing by your ears, or like the natural sound falling from the Moon Palace together with the moonlight.

Master Taibai Zhimiao doesn't know much about music, and now that he lives in a chaotic world, he rarely has the leisure time to listen to music.

But she has lived for hundreds of years, so even if she only hears it once every few years, she is familiar with it and has basic musical literacy.

The music sounded like mountain stream, pure and noble.

It was played by True Man Qinglian using his magical powers.

As the saying goes, the sound of music is like the voice of the heart. I believe that True Man Qinglian must also be an elegant and pure person.

How could a spy from the demon race have such a state of mind?
Taibai Zhimiao Zhenren opened his eyes and looked.

Zhenren Qinglian's dance was also graceful and soothing, and every beat of the music was in perfect harmony with her movements.

The sound of stringed instruments gradually became low, with a hint of melancholy and depth, and the dancing posture of Qinglian Zhenren also became restrained and subtle. There was a hint of sadness in her eyes, as if she was telling an unknown story. She spun and jumped, sometimes her arms were gently lowered, sometimes her long legs were stretched out, and every movement was so graceful and so sad.

Zhenren Taibai Zhimiao looked over and, through the dancing beautiful elves, seemed to see himself invincible on the battlefield, killing countless people, with a heart as hard as stone, yet secretly hiding loneliness and sadness.

She waved her arm, and the roof of the tent was lifted up, allowing the moonlight to shine down and illuminate True Man Qinglian.

True Man Qinglian's face, pure yet with a hint of charm, is so holy under the moonlight.

Master Taibai Zhimiao's gaze froze.

When drunk, I don’t know the limit of time, dancing gracefully under the moon.

The music became gradually more cheerful, like the intense inner monologue of a young girl in love, and Qinglian Zhenren's movements became more unrestrained, vaguely provocative, but without a trace of obscenity.

Those movements that can only be performed by an extremely flexible body are like an invitation, but also like a refusal.

Every part of her body is showing beauty, the feminine softness, the youthful vitality, the proud curves of a woman, all seem to be the spiritual beauty of heaven and earth, even the moonlight is obsessed with her. Or is she chasing the moonlight?

When the music stopped, True Man Qinglian fell into the arms of True Man Taibai Zhimiao, panting slightly, her breath sweet as orchid. Their eyes met and they could hear each other's breathing.

Only two heartbeats and two lonely souls are left.

(End of this chapter)