Villain: I am not good at fighting.

Xuanqing had a preconceived notion in his mind and had a different opinion on this half of the poem.

Flowing water...falling flowers...

Junior sister is alluding to her, the flowing water is ruthless but the falling flowers are affectionate.

Xuan Qing thought to himself that he hadn't seen his junior sister for a few days and her attack was so fierce, there must be an expert guiding her behind the scenes.

Fire Cloud, this rare spiritual wine, seemed to have been mentioned by Junior Brother Xuanji on the way to the Immortal and Demon Cave last time. It seemed that he was the master behind it.

Xuanqing was a woman after all, reserved and not good at expressing herself, so she did not directly respond to Liu Muqing's half-poem.

Instead, he took out cups, gently poured two cups of Fire Cloud, and handed one cup to Liu Muqing.

"Junior sister, drinking alone is boring, why don't you drink with me?"

The light red spirit wine looks like the remaining clouds after the setting sun, which is magnificent.

Liu Muqing had just received benefits from Jian Dan, and she felt it was difficult to refuse.

"it is good."

Picking up the wine glass, she clinked it with Xuanqing's glass, imitating the man's heroic behavior.

"Sister, I won't say much to express my gratitude. Everything is in the wine."

After saying that, Liu Muqing raised her head and swallowed it in one gulp. It was too late for Xuanqing to stop her, but when he thought that she was the reincarnation of an immortal, he felt relieved.

She was not so reckless when drinking. She just sipped from the small cup with her red lips slightly pursed, retaining the elegance of a girl but not leaving a single drop.

Fire Cloud tastes sweet and mellow at first, but the aftertaste is like a volcanic eruption, igniting the spiritual energy in the body and promoting the absorption of energy from heaven and earth.

"The fallen flowers have the intention... to follow the flowing water~"

Xuan Qing exhaled a breath of crimson anger and said slowly and meaningfully, this sentence shows his attitude.

However, Xuan Qing did not respond. Xuan Zixian in front of her had a rosy face and hot cheeks, and steam was rising from her black hair.

"Sister, I don't think I can handle the alcohol..."

Liu Muqing didn't expect that the spiritual power contained in the spiritual wine was so terrifying and abnormally violent.

He was reluctant to waste the Green Lotus of Creation, and as a result, the aftereffect rushed to his head, confusing his mind.

Pfft!

Xuan Qing reached out to support the fallen Liu Muqing, stared at the lovely girl with frowned brows in his arms, and felt her pulse worriedly. Fortunately, she was not seriously injured.

Gently taking off the veil, her jade hand scraped across her nose, Xuan Qing shook her head and said angrily:

"The way you drink, I thought you were trying to get me drunk, but I didn't expect you really can't handle alcohol and you passed out after just one glass."

Silly junior sister, you are clueless even though you have junior brother Xuanji’s guidance. You still can’t change your reckless nature.

But she was not much better in this respect, with her messy black hair making her look a little silly.

Xuanqing's heart began to beat faster and faster. She abandoned her rationality and immersed herself in the world of mortals.

Liu Muqing was wearing a light blue silk dress today, while Xuanqing was wearing a pure white Taoist robe.

The Lingyun robes of both of them are still being repaired by the sect's weapon refiner. The robes of the immortal cultivators are spotless and do not need to be replaced.

However, due to women's natural love of beauty, they always change their robes every now and then. Most of the male monks who wear a robe to pieces are unkempt.

"After thousands of years of cultivation, the mortal world is but a dream. The road to becoming an immortal cannot afford any mistakes. Helping you to become a mortal is also helping me to realize the Tao."

Xuan Qing suppressed the anxiety and panic in his heart with great willpower, gently stroked her cheek, and slowly closed the distance between them...

Inside the secret room of the courtyard, a brief struggle flashed across Mo Yun Qiu Shui's eyes. She wanted to resist the terrifying existence in her body.

But the evil self's will was pure and without any distractions, and it easily beat Mo Yun Qiu Shui back to his original form.

She looked up towards the top of the mountain and muttered to herself.

"What's the matter with the main body? Even if the body is protected by the Green Lotus of Creation, he can still lose consciousness?"

There are no signs of danger. Maybe she was careless and unprepared. Forget it. I won't bother with her."

……

In the hazy state, Liu Muqing's soul gradually woke up, and she vaguely felt a wet, smooth and soft feeling moving around her lips.

After getting drunk, her mouth was dry and she instinctively sucked some water. It was sweet but did not quench her thirst.

She subconsciously increased her strength, but the warmth and softness disappeared, replaced by a hardness and coldness.

The clear water flowed down her throat into her chest, and Liu Muqing's consciousness quickly returned. She suddenly sat up in shock and looked around warily.

It turned out to be a teacup. Senior Sister Xuanqing gave her tea to drink. She was lying on the place where Senior Sister Xuanqing usually meditated, using the cushion as a pillow.

Not far away, Xuan Qing was controlling the teacup remotely to return it to its original position. She was sitting in front of the dressing table drawing her eyebrows.

"Sister, how long have I slept?"

"About two hours."

Liu Muqing breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it didn't take long. If he had slept for a year or two, one of Wuwo and Mo Yunqiu Shui might have escaped control.

Liu Muqing shook her head. The aftereffects of the fiery clouds rushed to her soul. She was unable to refine her spiritual energy and her mind was still a little confused.

Looking at Xuanqing, who never wore makeup but now had light eyebrows drawn, Liu Muqing remembered that when she came, Xuanqing was still wearing an ordinary white Taoist robe.

At this moment, she was wearing a light blue palace dress. There was not even a bed in the meditation room, but there was an exquisite dressing table.

The sudden change and various anomalies combined made Liu Muqing quickly come to a conclusion.

He should be planning to go on a date with Senior Brother Xuanji.

"Senior sister, you are so beautiful~"

Liu Muqing walked closer and took a look at herself in the mirror. Her veil had fallen off, but her face was still flushed, her hair was disheveled, and... her robes were a little crooked.

"Hmph, smooth talker, come here~"

Xuan Qing had already put on her makeup and made room for Liu Muqing to sit down. She was already extremely beautiful, and even a little light makeup would make her look stunning.

Liu Muqing sat down obediently and let Xuanqing comb her messy hair.

She shouldn't have gone crazy or done anything abstract after drinking, otherwise why would her hair be so messy?

Liu Muqing recalled that when she was a child, her drunk father not only loved to beat and scold her, but also liked to hug a pillar and cry and shout.

Although she disdains the idea of ​​blood inheritance, she sometimes has to admit its powerful genetic ability.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are also many sects and families that focus on blood inheritance. The secret circulation of the human body leads to the great way, which is one of the reasons why demons and monsters like to transform into human form.

Liu Muqing didn't dare to ask, she was worried about social death. Life in Daotian Sect was quite comfortable and she didn't want to change to another sect for the time being.

No one knew what Xuan Qing was thinking. He stared at her black hair meticulously. The air was so quiet that the only sound left was the sound of the jade comb sliding across her black hair.

"Senior sister!"

"Junior sister!"

After a long while, the two of them spoke in unison, and Liu Muqing humbly said:

"Senior sister, you speak first."

Xuan Qing tied her hair into a bun and said in a friendly tone:

"Remember to come here often in the future, Senior Sister."

"That depends on whether there is any benefit."

Liu Muqing replied with a smile on her face. She was the type of person who would not do anything without benefits, and she was only doing errands for Xuan Ji in exchange for free.

Xuan Qing rolled his eyes at her and pointed his index finger at her forehead.

"Benefits, aren't the benefits Senior Sister has given you enough? Look at your current cultivation level."

Liu Muqing looked inside herself in confusion and discovered that she had grown a lot.