Prosperous Beauty System

On the other side, Chu Li coaxed Lin Jia well, poured the powdered Zhuyan Pill into the milk she must drink before going to bed every night, and brought it to Lin Jia's room.

"Jiajia, drink quickly."

He smiled and watched Lin Jia drink the milk, pinched a sleeping formula with one hand, hugged Lin Jiaping who was already asleep, put him on the bed, covered him with a thin quilt, and walked out of the room, closing the door gently.

Chu Li firmly believed that no matter how powerful Ning Chenxiang's poisonous evil spirit was, it could not compare to the medicinal properties of the Phantom Cloud Beast's Neidan.The reason why Lin Jia's appearance was ruined was not because someone scratched his face, but because the mortal body could not bear the power of poisonous evil, which caused the disfigurement. This is the manifestation of power leakage.

Thinking of this, Chu Li called the head teacher at Imperial University to ask for leave, and planned to go to Fuhu Ghost Market.Jia Jia will sleep for three days before she wakes up, and the end of the ghost market will be exactly three days later, and the time is just right.

Tonight's moonlight is slightly cool, covered with dark clouds, a half-covered disc hangs high in the sky, and a few star rays come from the sky, like meteors descending into the world.

On the sofa in the living room, Xu Xin who was resting his eyes with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, "Here we come."

The rest of the people got up one after another and came to the open space outside the courtyard. They saw the shadows of trees in the darkness, and the light and shadows falling on the ground were mottled.

First, bits of shattered light turned into powder walls and danced in the air, a few icy stars descended from the sky, and a few ethereal figures gradually solidified in the void. Golden wind chimes.

Clothes fluttering, hair bands fluttering, like a fairy riding the wind and clouds.

The Nine-Ming Zhenjun straightened his clothes, raised his hands in a bow, and gave a big gift, "I have seen a few Taoist monarchs."

Tong Yuan and the others also bowed respectfully and solemnly, not daring to make any mistakes.

Chu Xiang raised his head slightly, and saw the visitor in a cloud garment with long sleeves as white as snow, black hair in a high bun, and a black crown on his head. The most amazing thing is the ice-coloured creases between his eyebrows, which are breathtaking.

He took a look, and couldn't help being horrified. These people were all at the Nascent Soul cultivation level, and the lowest one was at the Nascent Soul Stage.

Chu Xiang was shocked and confused. At first, he thought that the aura in this small thousand world was not enough for people to ascend through the catastrophe, but he didn't want to let him see three Nascent Soul monks here. He really shouldn't be underestimated.

"Nephew Jiuming, long time no see."

The handsome man with the most profound cultivation among the three Taoist monarchs smiled. He raised his long sleeves, and a carved wooden box appeared in the man's hand out of thin air. "This is the alchemy cauldron of the divine way. I heard that the way of alchemy in the Jiyuan Palace has a limitless journey, so I am giving this thing as a gift."

After the words fell, the two Taoist monarchs behind him also came over, their figures flashed, and they came to Jiuming in a blink of an eye, with smiles on their faces.These three Nascent Soul cultivators look young and handsome, but their real ages already have triple digits.

Jiuming took the wooden box respectfully, Tong Yuan and other talents nodded, "I've seen Daojun!"

"You don't need to be too polite." Several Taoist monarchs laughed, and after a few words with Jiu Ming, he was invited into the living room by Jiu Ming.

Seeing Tong Yuan's fearful face, Chu Xiang knew that she must know the identities of these three people, so he moved his eyes and walked in behind everyone.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, on the edge of the cliff.

Suhe stood facing the wind, looking at the starry sky, lightly holding the cloud fan with slender white fingers, the single clothes stretched gorgeously, dancing gracefully with the wind, and the cloud belt tied around his waist was like a veil, flying in the air.

There is a cloud pavilion behind him, in which a person sits cross-legged, with a bright lamp and a jug of turbid wine on a clear jade table.

The person sitting cross-legged has a handsome face, slender eyebrows and almond eyes, deep eyes, and is drinking wine by himself, "Junior brother, you stood on the cliff and meditated for a long time, but something is wrong in your heart?"

"When the stars are broken, the stars will be dimmed."

Su He sighed, flicked his long sleeves, then stretched out his fingertips to carefully move the sea of ​​stars, and calculated the number to nine.

"Senior brother, breaking a star is a bad omen, why did Xinghai calculate the number nine?"

The number of Dayan is nine out of forty, so "nine" is auspicious.

Jiuxiao got up from the pavilion, came to Suhe's side, looked up at Xinghai, "Junior brother, the number of Dayan is forty-nine, how can ordinary people count this only variable?"

He looked at Suhe, and said softly, "Since you and I have embarked on the path of longevity, we will no longer have anything to do with this world. Existence is reason, why should you worry?"

Suhe whispered softly, "Senior brother is absolutely right, it is the younger brother who is in a daze."

Jiu Xiao stopped talking, a stream of light came through the air, fell on Suhe's forehead, and the broken light turned into runes, gradually showing the original appearance of the runes.

A deep male voice came out, "Uncle and nephew have been waiting in Fuhu for a long time."

Both Suhe and Jiuxiao were startled, Jiuxiao looked at Suhe, "Want to go?"

Suhe smiled lightly, "It's okay to go down the mountain, my nephew and nephew intend to invite you, why don't you go?"

Jiu Xiao stretched out his fingertips, Xinghai disappeared instantly, he frowned and said, "Really?"

"really."

Jiu Xiao sighed, "Brother got the news that the three Nascent Soul cultivators from Kunlun have also gone down the mountain, so please be careful when you go this time."

Suhe bowed his head sideways and flew away in the form of light, leaving only a ray of ice-green starlight behind.

Chu Xiang walked to the window, saw three streamers streaking across the sky, and looked back at Tongyuan Dao, "Do fellow Daoist Tongyuan know the identities of those three Taoist monarchs?"

Jiu Ming had already led the brothers and sisters of the Xu family away, and he was not afraid to ask these questions.

Tong Yuan looked solemn, "You don't know, those three Taoist monarchs are the elders of the Kunlun Mountain sect, their cultivation base is extremely advanced, they seem to be approachable but their methods are the most ruthless, and one of them is Ning Chenxiang's ancestor. "

Chu Xiang was shocked when he heard the words, most of Ning Chenxiang's methods were obtained from his master, a Ning Chenxiang was already so reckless and vicious, her master was not much better.

"Do you know why they went down the mountain?" Seeing Zhenjun Jiuming's attitude, Ji Yuangong knew about it, his eyes flashed.

Tong Yuan glanced at Chu Xiang complicatedly, and said softly, "It's not a secret, have you ever heard of the Sanshi mirror?"

"Third Mirror?" Chu Xiang's pupils tightened.

"To be precise, it is the Mirror of Three Lives and Three Worlds." Tong Yuan turned around, not noticing Chu Xiang's abnormality, "The legendary artifact of the gods in Mount Li was originally used to guard Mount Li."

She said slowly, "I don't know anything else, I only know that Mount Li can lead to the Heavenly Palace, and the Mirror of Three Ages can see people's past and future. This is a mythical existence. I don't know if there is a Mirror of Three Ages." , but Mount Li really exists, but it is not called Mount Li in the eyes of the world.”

Chu Xiang lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, "As you said, the Taoist Lord of Kunlun Mountain appeared for the third mirror?"

Tong Yuan sat on the sofa and sighed, "Maybe, I heard that the master of Mount Li has left the mountain. If the monks of Kunlun Mountain hear the news, they will definitely not miss this opportunity."

Chu Xiang was thoughtful, and heard the words, "Lishan is very dangerous?"

Tong Yuan said with a smile, "Since its inception, ordinary people have never been allowed to enter and leave Mount Li. This is also a rule for monks. I have never heard of monks who trespassed on Mount Li and survived."

Having said that, who is the owner of Lishan?What it looks like but few people know.

The white belly of the sky was exposed, and a few rays of golden light suddenly appeared from the depths of the clouds, and an ice-green star streaked across the sky, heading towards Fuhu Lake, and fell on the surface of the lake in the deep mountains.

The shattered light dissipated, and a slender figure like a dancer gradually appeared. A gorgeous monk in a cloud coat with long sleeves and single clothes stood on the calm lake. The visitor was holding a cloud fan with slender white fingers. An ice green streak.

Chu Li came from Yujian. He was far away from Fuhu Lake. When passing through the clouds, in order to avoid being captured by satellites, he took two invisibility symbols on his body before he dared to take off.

At this time, when I saw Suhe descending from the sky in the form of a streamer, I couldn't help but feel envious, the monk Yuanying is very powerful, he doesn't even need to bring a flying sword when he goes out, he just escapes the light.

"Uncle Master." Chu Li raised his foot and walked towards the lake, bowing respectfully.

Different from those monks who have received nine-year compulsory education, all the monks above Jindan in the cultivation world now wear cloud clothes and long sleeves. Every time his master sees him in modern clothes, he either scoffs at him or drives him out of the house.

Chu Li looked at Su He who was walking on the water, the gorgeous single clothes seemed to come alive on him, but his expression was cold, without that kind of breathtaking feeling at all.

When Suhe walked to the shore, Yunluo Fan turned into ice-green shattered light and disappeared. He nodded to Chuli, "I haven't seen you for a long time, can you finish what nephew Yunxiu needs to do?"

Chu Li said with a smile, "It's already done, and I have to thank Master Uncle for his generosity."

"I heard from your master that your cultivation has stagnated recently, but what's on your mind?" Su He walked in front, Chu Li followed behind, and the two of them used the shrinking ground to make an inch to walk through the mountains.

Chu Li rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "Uncle Xie cares, it's just a little trouble."

Suhe frowned when he heard the words, "A little trouble? What trouble can make your cultivation stagnant? You can say this in front of me, but if it gets into the ears of your master, you won't go down the mountain for a hundred years."

"So serious?!" Chu Li's eyes widened.

Suhe glanced at him, stopped talking, turned his wrist and held the Yunluo Fan between his fingers, he flicked it lightly, and the surrounding scenery changed with the sea of ​​clouds churning.

When Chu Li recovered from his dizziness, he saw that the two had arrived under an ancient pine tree, surrounded by mountains and forests, full of greenery.

Suhe took a step forward, stretched his finger towards the void, a few wisps of spiritual power were faintly visible on the Yunluo fan, and the ancient pine cracked a crack.

"Come with me."

Chu Li followed Suhe, walked past the ancient pine, and watched the mountains and forests in front of him turn into a bustling street, full of people, and all kinds of monks walked through it.

Su He's expression remained the same, as if he had expected that the moment he showed up on the street, he gave them the secret of invisibility.

Chu Li looked at him complicatedly. He always thought that Li Shan's master, Suhe, was in the late Yuanying stage like his master, but now it seems that even the master doesn't know how advanced his junior brother's cultivation is. .

The ghost market happens once every ten years. The last time he came here was when he was eight years old, and his senior brother brought him here.He clearly remembered that his senior brother said that the only way to enter the ghost market is the waterway at the entrance of the village, where there is a water barrier, and the monks who enter need to walk on water.

But now, Suhe led him into the ghost market by another road.