Longevity begins with a negative heart

Chapter 13 He thinks you are a freeloader
The ice-purple, semi-old robe, a cloud-like black hair tied only with a simple amethyst hairpin, a shriveled old storage bag hanging around the waist, and no other decorations.

She is not perfect, there are obvious scars on her neck and wrists, and her sitting posture is not correct because one foot is still injured and she has to stretch forward stiffly.

But no one would think she was shabby, ugly or inelegant.

He had seen many monks with high cultivation levels who were not afraid of the torture from the Inspector, but she was always calm and her determination was rare.

Especially after I had just received those forty imperial sticks, I realized how difficult it was to remain calm in the face of torture.

"Has Fellow Taoist Shu Hua really forgotten his past life completely?" Immortal Lord Lingyang returned Shu Hua's magic weapon that had been snatched away by Xuan You, and compensated her with a lot of spiritual stones and pills.

Sent!Shuhua was busy counting his belongings without raising his eyes: "I forgot everything. What's wrong?"

Lingyang Immortal Lord smiled and said: "I don't know why, but I always feel that you have an extraordinary background. Only a wealthy family with a profound foundation can cultivate such a demeanor and temperament as you."

Shuhua put the belongings into his bag and said directly: "I have received the kindness and apology from the Immortal Lord. You have also been severely punished. Let the past be past. I will not hold grudges. Don't worry."

"...Ah, oh, okay!" Immortal Lord Lingyang was stunned, then turned around awkwardly to entertain the other monks.

Yuelongsha sighed: "When a man compliments a woman's appearance and manners, he is not simply expressing his apology and goodwill to you, but also wants to strike up a conversation. Don't you know?"

"I know, but I don't want to." Shu Hua only felt that this person was able to bend and bend, and he still managed to work despite being severely punished. He was really troubled, and he would probably be a competitive threat to her in the future.

Suddenly I saw a puppet coming over: "Fellow Taoist Shuhua, the Secretary has summoned me."

Yuelongsha immediately retreated: "Sister, I'm sorry I can't accompany you any longer."

Shuhua was prepared and allowed the puppet to push her away.

Lingze lived on the Chaomu Cliff on the left side of the mountain top. The former minister had a great time. The palace was built extremely exquisitely and gorgeously, with spiritual veins at the bottom and a spiritual spring pool in the middle. It was a real geomantic treasure.

Shuhua didn't want to leave after entering. All the pores in his body were frantically absorbing spiritual energy. Xiao Yudi said intoxicatedly: "Xiao Yudi wants to live here, Shuhua doesn't want to leave."

Shu Hua made an instant decision: "Okay, I'll recover from my injuries as soon as possible and then go on a mission. I'll strive to be promoted to this position as soon as possible and occupy Chaomu Cliff!"

"Okay, okay, Shuhua is so ambitious! Let's...ah, he's here!" Xiaoyudrop suddenly stopped and his heart curled up pitifully.

Shuhua looked up and saw Lingze standing on the high steps, silently looking down at her. The moon was full of red robes, and there was infinite darkness behind him.

A strange feeling arose spontaneously, and Shuhua subconsciously turned back to look at the puppet that sent her in, only to find that the entire palace was silent, and there was no one else except her and Lingze.

"Why haven't you taken the Chunrong Pill?" Lingze's voice was faint, "The free medicine and food are delicious, right? So why are you dragging it out and refusing to let the wound heal?"

Xiao Yudi said in a low voice: "Shuhua, he thinks you are a freeloader!"

You must not let your boss have such thoughts!It will affect promotion!
Shuhua was so excited that he quickly took out the Chunrong Pill and spoke quickly: "I'm reporting that my subordinates don't want to eat for free, but they are afraid that there is something wrong with this Chunrong Pill and they dare not take it casually."

Lingze frowned slightly and looked at her silently.

The boss seems to be impatient again!
Shuhua boldly handed the Chunrong Pill forward: "I'm so brave, could you please ask the Secretary to help you see if this pill is safe?"

As soon as the sleeves of Lingze's robe were rolled up, the Chunrong Pill was in his hand. He looked at it carefully in the moonlight and then sent it back to her: "No worries."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Shuhua had already swallowed the pill at a speed comparable to lightning.

"..." Lingze endured it again and again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Why did you swallow it so fast?"

Shu Huaqi said: "Secretary, my subordinates are carrying out your orders."

Lingze frowned: "What order?" "My subordinates really don't want to have free food. They really want to treat their injuries as soon as possible and try to get out of the mission as soon as possible."

Shu Hua explained, feeling that the chairperson might have lived too long and had dementia. Shouldn't a self-conscious sword like her be praised?

Lingze pursed his lips tightly, took a long breath, and said slowly: "Then how did you feel after taking this elixir?"

"I don't feel anything special, I just feel warm and a little sleepy..."

Shuhua couldn't help but yawned, and the cartilage in his feet fell to the ground. Before falling asleep, he didn't forget to apologize: "I'm sorry, Sir..."

A cloud covered the moon, and Chaomu Cliff suddenly fell into darkness.

The dark red robe dragged down the steps and stopped in front of the sleeping female cultivator.

The pale and slender hand stretched out and then retracted, retracted and stretched out again, and finally sighed softly: "Send her to the spiritual spring."

The puppet appeared silently, sent Shuhua into the spiritual spring, and also threw some rare elixirs into the spring.

Lingze made several seals, and the pure spiritual energy immediately turned into a thick mist, tightly wrapping Shuhua.

The puppet moved a soft couch and placed it by the spring. Lingze lay down, quietly watching the figure in the thick fog, and gradually fell asleep.

Shuhua saw herself walking in the thick fog until she reached a tall palace. Many well-dressed female nuns prayed quietly beside her: "God bless me, so I can be selected this time."

She didn't know what the situation was, so she stood cautiously in the corner and didn't dare to say a word.

A female cultivator in green came over and talked to her: "You will definitely be selected, right?"

She smiled and said perfunctorily: "Not necessarily..."

The female cultivator said sourly: "You are the most talented among us, known as the star of mountains and seas. If you are not selected, who can be selected?"

"The selection criterion is not just talent." Shuhua didn't know how he could be so patient and could deal with this kind of thing without getting tired of it.

Some immortal officials came out of the palace and shouted their names, and she was the first in line.

Amid countless envious eyes, she walked into the tall palace solemnly.

There was a melodious sound of the piano. She followed the sound and saw a man sitting on a high platform playing the piano. His dark green robes fluttered in the wind, and his slender and straight back exuded the brilliance of cold jade.

"It looks like a god." Shuhua sighed in his heart, intoxicated by the sound of the piano.

Stars move, mountains and rivers change, and hundreds of years pass in the blink of an eye.

Shuhua stood under the Wutong platform, looking up at the tall and straight dark blue figure above, his heart filled with ready joy.

She put a paper crane to her lips, blew lightly, and the paper crane swayed to the side of the person.

The man caught the paper crane, and the paper crane instantly turned into a brilliant golden branch to welcome the spring.

Shuhua raised his head and said with a smile: "Master Shen, I passed by the Chishui River in the mountain and sea boundary and saw that the spring flowers were blooming brilliantly. I brought you a branch back. Spring is here!"

The man pinched the winter jasmine and turned around.

Shuhua's heart beat like a drum, eager to see that face.

(End of this chapter)