Prosperous Beauty System

Xie Weiyan stayed like this, he was seriously injured and needed a quiet day to recuperate.

This is the Void Spiritual Realm, no one dares to be presumptuous here, even if those people suspect that he is here, because they don't have any evidence.

The blue sky is like washing, and above the clouds, fish schools are swimming happily in the sea. Occasionally, golden light spots fall from the sky, which does not affect the fun of fish schools playing in the water.

It is not a lie that the Void Spiritual Realm is under the vast sea.

The green radish is wrapped around the white wall and crawls towards Daiwa. These green plants have no names. They grow in the yard where Qing Suo lives, and they are everywhere. Every spring, they grow wildly and wantonly.

Among the green radishes, Xie Weiyan was lying on the rocking chair. His long black and beautiful hair covered the rocking chair, and a few strands of black hair fell down along the cracks.

There were a few silver-blue flowers blooming in the green plants under his feet, Xie Weiyan's chest was tight, he turned his head, reached out and picked a small flower from under the rocking chair, and put it on his fingertips to enjoy.

"what is this flower?"

Qing Suo was in the platycodon flower garden a few steps away. She was wearing plain clothes and was bending over to take care of her beloved flowers. Hearing Xie Weiyan's words, she raised her head with gentle eyes, "This is what brother Lu Yan brought from the land. The flower seed that came back, Qing Zuo doesn't know what kind of flower it is."

Xie Weiyan pressed his chin, his pale face was full of melancholy indifference, "Have you never left here?" He seemed to ask casually, and he didn't care about the trivial answer in his heart.

The tenderness in Qing Suo's eyebrows and eyes faded, and she said sadly, "Brother doesn't allow me to go out."

This is true, there is no safer place than the Void Spiritual Realm.

This place is solid, and there is Taoist Taiwei in charge, if Xie Weiyan hadn't been picked up by Qing Suo, he would never have come to Jiang Lin's place to heal his wounds.

Under the light of the sky, the delicate flowers showed an orange transparent texture. Xie Weiyan's green fingers moved, and the flowers also turned around, and then fell from the fingertips.

There is no rotation of the sun and the moon in the Taixu Spiritual Realm, but only the light of the pearls on the bottom of the sea. The light is extremely dim and changes with the temperature of the sea water.

When it was lunch time, Qing Suo called out Xie Weiyan who was sleeping on the rocking chair. Xie Weiyan was gradually recovering from his injury, and he needed enough sleep time to repair his damaged body.

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A month passed by, and Qing Suo also took care of Xie Weiyan for a month. During this period, friends from the same school occasionally came to find him, but Qing Zuo sent them all back on the grounds that they were unwell.

Qing Suo's health is not very good, otherwise the master would not have reserved a yard for her, and would have opened the house with other senior brothers.

On this day, Qing Suo was brewing medicine for Xie Weiyan, when a sword letter came through the air and stayed above the courtyard for a long time.

Xie Weiyan leaned against his chin and closed his eyes on the rocking chair to rest, not interested in the sudden letter of the sword.

His face gradually turned bloody, not as pale as it was a month ago, but that face was still the same, every time Qing Zuo asked Qing Zuo to look at it, the heart would jump out of his chest.

These days are so peaceful, Xie Weiyan sometimes thinks in a daze that he is still in the small courtyard in the mortal world, and Nalan Yanran is cooking for him in the kitchen, and if she cuts her hand, she will run to him angrily To comfort, when there is an occasional quarrel, it is Xie Weiyan who bows his head first.

Thinking of Nalan Yanran, Xie Weiyan's deep black eyes welled up, and the unwillingness and hatred in his heart also welled up in his heart.

Qing Suo came over with a bowl of medicine, and sat down by the rocking chair, "This is the last medicine, after drinking it, there will be no more pain in the heart."

Xie Weiyan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of melancholy and indifference, he looked at Qing Suo, and reached out to take the white porcelain bowl, his fingers were slender and beautiful like green onions.

Xie Weiyan rested his shaved green fingers on the rim of the bowl, twirled it slightly, and then slowly began to drink. He drank the medicine very slowly, but his movements were very elegant.

The silhouette under the eyelids trembled slightly, Xie Weiyan finished drinking the medicine, raised his head, and met Qing Suo's gaze, the other party couldn't help shrinking his shoulders, his face was a little red.

"I've troubled you these days." Xie Weiyan didn't like to owe favors to others, "Once my injury is healed, I can give you whatever you want."

Looking at him in a daze, Na Na said, "I saved you voluntarily." Therefore, I don't want anything in return from you.

Xie Weiyan looked at him indifferently, "You have to think about it before you speak. Not everyone has my promise."

Qing Zuo was even more at a loss. At this moment, Jian Xin standing above the courtyard shot out two ice-green lightning bolts. Qing Zuo glanced at Xie Weiyan, who was also looking at him indifferently while holding a porcelain bowl.

"Maybe the teacher is in a hurry." She said nervously, stood up and walked towards Jianxin, then stretched out her finger, Jianxin trembled twice, and gradually turned into runes and scattered.

"At three o'clock in the unitary hour, at the cloud pavilion on Qianfu Mountain, I waited for my younger sister to meet."

A deep and powerful voice came out from the rune, Qing Zuo was startled, and frowned in embarrassment.

Brother Lu Yan has been away to land for 12 years, why did he come back suddenly?

Xie Weiyan put the porcelain bowl on the stone table aside, and leaned against the rocking chair with a cold expression.

Qing Suo turned to look at him. The man who looked like an ink painting was lying on a rocking chair with his eyes closed and rested. There was a beautiful silhouette under his eyelids. Looking at him from a distance, it seemed that the whole body was surrounded by fog, making it hard to see clearly.

"I'm going to Qianfu Mountain." Qing Suo brought a small plate of candied dates to Xie Weiyan, with a worried expression on his face, "If a fellow disciple comes to see me later, you remember to go back to your room and don't let anyone see you."

Xie Weiyan opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with peace, "I should go."

Qing Suo suddenly became at a loss, "Yeah, but your injury hasn't healed yet?" How can you leave when your injury hasn't healed yet?

Xie Weiyan sat upright, he looked like a painting, and his every move was like a painting, "I'm here, it's not good for you." He said lightly, interrupting Qing Suo's words.

Qing Suo stood there speechless, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth, "...You, you wait for me for three hours, there is an elixir in Qianfu Mountain, I will bring it to you."

Xie Weiyan looked at her quietly, and suddenly laughed lowly, "Do you know who I am?" He stretched out his arms, took Qing Suo, who was a few steps away, into his arms, and then slammed down on the rocking chair.

The two looked at each other, Xie Weiyan put one hand on her ear, and the other hand squeezed Qingzuo's jaw, "Do you know who I am? How dare you treat me so well?" His voice was like a stone hitting each other , and with a touch of tenderness, he laughed low as if there was a hook hidden in his voice.

Qing Zuo looked at him in fear, she put her hands on Xie Weiyan's chest, and when the other party smiled lowly, his chest vibrated accordingly, Qing Zuo's face slowly turned red, and her heart was beating like a drum.

"You, you stand up!"

Xie Weiyan raised her chin, her eyes were full of indifference, "I don't need your kindness."

After the words fell, he let go of Qing Suo.

"I should leave."

With that movement just now, Xie Weiyan's chest began to hurt again, he frowned, and wanted to lift his feet to leave, Qing Zuo stood up from the rocking chair, and hugged Xie Weiyan's arm from behind.

"...Wait, wait for me for three hours." She said anxiously, "I'll bring you the medicine."

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The starlight pierced through the clouds and fell far towards Qianfu Mountain. It was Qing Suo's life star.People in the Void Spiritual Realm have always been unpredictable in their cultivation, which is why Xie Weiyan is afraid of Jiang Lin. He also has the cultivation base of breaking through the void, but Jiang Lin is three points stronger than him.

Qing Suo landed at the foot of Qianfu Mountain, her figure swayed a little unsteadily, she hadn't been out of her own mountain for decades, and she hadn't used spells for more than ten years, so she was a little unfamiliar.

The endless terraced fields behind you are full of spiritual rice, which is full of vitality and makes people happy when they see it.

The shadows of mountains in the distance overlapped and blended with the sky, so ethereal that it seemed to be covered by thick fog at any time.

Qing Suo was dressed in a cool-colored Taoist robe, holding a golden and jade magic weapon in his arms, with his hair tied up in a high bun, and walked up the mountain along the mossy stone steps with a pale and calm face.

Although her figure is slender, she always has a sense of congenital thinness, and her complexion is not healthy white, but sickly pale.

Lu Yan didn't wait for her for a long time at the cloud pavilion on the top of the mountain, when Qing Suo came to the edge of the pavilion, more than a dozen monks had already sat in front of the Qingyu case and waited for a long time, seeing Qing Suo coming, they all stood up and bowed.

"I've seen Master Uncle!"

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Looking out from the Xuan window, the platycodon flowers are swaying in the wind, as beautiful as a sea of ​​flowers.Xie Weiyan sat in front of the desk, admiring the platycodon flowers picked from the garden a few breaths ago on his fingertips.

His long black hair was spread on the couch behind him, and the plain white long sleeves were soft and close to his wrists. When Xie Weiyan lifted his hand, the petals of the platycodon flower instantly shattered into tens of thousands of pieces. With a movement of his fingertips, the tens of millions of broken flowers turned into light At this point, a smooth and shining mirror will be transformed in front of Xie Weiyan.

The mirror looked like it was made of ice, and the cold air lingered all over it. It was engraved with complicated runes, even Xie Weiyan dared not say that he could understand all of them.

This is the Mirror of Three Lives, to be precise, the Mirror of Three Lives and Three Lives. Through it, one can see people's past, present, and future lives. It is a very special artifact.

Xie Weiyan never believed in the past and present, he only believed in himself.

His slender fingers crossed in front of the mirror, Xie Weiyan's heart moved, and the Sanshi mirror rippled round and round, and returned to calm again.

He wanted to see Nalan Yanran.

With the gradual brightening of the Sanshi mirror, Xie Weiyan's heart began to ache uncontrollably. The pain was not severe, but it was unbearable for him.

Xie Weiyan leaned against the window, covering her heart with some discomfort.

A familiar figure appeared in the mirror of the third generation, before Xie Weiyan could see it clearly, it became blurred again.

"Yan Ran!"

Xie Weiyan's fingers trembled, and his heart ached like a needle prick in an instant.

In the palace far north of Qianfu Mountain, Jiang Lin slowly opened his eyes.

After one hundred and one years of retreat, he was forced to leave the retreat due to the Taishu Illusion Mansion. Three days later, he resumed retreat. Less than two months later, Jiang Lin opened his eyes again.

In the sky, the clouds suddenly became ethereal.

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