Balala the Magic Fairy

Shen Meizhuang, Zhen Huan and Yan Lili sat in Cuizhu Pavilion, with the moonlight hazy and the fragrance of flowers rich.

The three of them were all dressed in plain clothes, with a cool and clear look in their eyes, as if they were one with the night in the garden.

Shen Meizhuang opened her mouth softly and elegantly, "The path to immortality requires a peaceful state of mind. The moonlight tonight is very beautiful, it is a good time to meditate and practice."

Zhen Huan nodded slightly, her eyes looking through the hazy moonlight towards the distant lake, and she said softly: "Sister Mei is right. People who practice Taoism should keep their minds calm. Tonight, we will practice meditation to achieve unity of mind and spirit."

Yan Lili gently stroked the jade flute in her hand, her eyes swept across Shen Meizhuang and Zhen Huan's faces, and then slowly spoke: "When the mind is at peace, the spirit is clear, and when the spirit is clear, the Tao is achieved. Tonight, we should take peace of mind as the foundation, use the spirit as the tool, and prove the way to immortality together."

The three of them then sat cross-legged in the pavilion by the lake, closed their eyes and began to practice.

The moonlight poured down on them, coating their figures with a layer of silver frost.

The breeze in the garden blows gently, carrying the fragrance of flowers and night dew, adding a bit of mystery to this quiet night.

Shen Meizhuang's breathing became slower and longer, and her mind gradually sank into a state of emptiness.

She felt as if her consciousness had merged with everything in the garden. There was no self or anything else, only tranquility.

Zhen Huan felt her heartbeat in sync with the flowers, trees, lake water, and breeze in the garden, and her mind was purified in this sync. She felt her cultivation level slowly improving in this tranquility, and her distracting thoughts gradually disappeared.

Yan Lili used the jade flute as a medium to blend her mind with the natural energy of the garden. She felt that her mind was sublimated in this fusion, and her cultivation was improved in this sublimation.

The three of them practiced in this quiet night until the moon reached the zenith, and then they slowly ended their practice.

Shen Meizhuang said softly: "I have been practicing tonight, and my mind is at peace, and my cultivation has also improved."

Zhen Huan also said: "My heart is in tune with nature, and my cultivation has also improved."

Yan Lili gently stroked the jade flute and said, "My mind and spirit have merged with nature, and my cultivation has also improved."

After finishing their meditation, the three of them continued to discuss the Dao.

In the pavilion, there was the smell of incense curling up and the sound of piano playing leisurely. Three people sat around on a cushion, their faces all showing peaceful expressions.

Shen Meizhuang opened her red lips slightly, her voice soft and reserved: "Humility is the foundation of cultivation. If the heart is not empty, how can we return to the Tao? Although we practice every day, we must not forget the emptiness and tranquility of our original intention."

Zhen Huan nodded slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of depth: "Sister Mei is right. Being humble is not only a way of life, but also the essence of life. If the heart is not empty, it will be like a full cup of water, and it will be difficult to accommodate new things."

Yan Lili said softly: "Those who practice Taoism should use an open mind as a mirror to see their own shortcomings. Just like the reflection in the mirror, although it is clearly visible, it is not a real entity and should not be attached to."

The three of them chatted with each other, and their voices echoed in Cuizhu Pavilion, like a breeze blowing through the bamboo forest, carrying the faint fragrance of bamboo.

Shen Meizhuang added: "Since there is nothing to dwell on in the heart, there is nothing to do in the outer world. It is neither pure nor impure, so there is no place for praise or criticism. It is neither wise nor foolish, so there is no place for benefit or harm. In fact, it is normal to follow the flow, and it is flexible to adapt to the times."

Zhen Huan heard this, a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in her eyes: "Sister Mei, what you said is very true to my heart. People who practice Taoism should be like flowing clouds and water, taking things as they come, and not being obsessed with temporary gains and losses."

Yan Lili also nodded: "The heart is like the eyes. If the slightest thing enters the eyes, the eyes will be uneasy. If you care about trivial things, your heart will be disturbed. If it is disturbed, it is difficult to enter the door of concentration. The key to practicing Taoism is to get rid of the disease. If the disease is not cured, it will be difficult to get into concentration."

The three of them discussed philosophy until late at night. The moonlight shone through the window lattice onto the futon, and the figures of the three people looked particularly elegant under the moonlight.

Shen Meizhuang sighed softly and said, "Whether it's day or night, whether walking, standing, sitting or lying down, or dealing with things, you should be mindful to be at peace. If you can't be at peace, you should rest and not be upset."

Zhen Huan smiled and said, "If you have some leisure time, you can enjoy yourself. Gradually you will be tamed and become more and more pure. If your mind can be like cattle and horses, which are domesticated and unrestrained, they will still be stubborn and will not be controlled. Falcons and wild birds are played with by people all day long, and they will naturally become familiar with them."

Yan Lili finally said: "The mind is like this, if you let it go, it will only become more coarse and careless, how can you see the wonders?" Her voice gradually became lower and finally fell silent.

The three of them stopped talking and just sat there quietly, letting the moonlight pour down on their bodies. However, their hearts were filled with ups and downs, and they each realized the profound truth.

In the Cuizhu Pavilion, bamboo shadows sway and a gentle breeze blows, carrying a faint bamboo fragrance.

Yunli walked into the pavilion and saw the three beauties sitting in meditation and practicing. He couldn't help but feel a little admiration in his heart.

He coughed lightly, breaking the silence in the pavilion.

"My three ladies, Yunli is here to greet you." Yunli's voice was a little respectful, and his eyes swept lightly over the three of them.

Shen Meizhuang slowly opened her eyes and saw that it was Yunli. She smiled slightly and said, "Master Yunli, what's the matter?"

Yun Li said softly, "I have seen the three ladies practicing diligently recently, and Yun Li has a lot of respect for them. I have come to ask for advice on the way to cultivate immortality."

Zhen Huan heard this, a trace of approval flashed in her eyes: "Yun Li has such a heart, it is rare. The way to cultivate immortality is to have a peaceful state of mind first, and then to follow nature."

Yan Lili also said: "When the mind is at peace, the god is enlightened, and when the god is enlightened, the Tao is achieved. If Master Yunli can focus on his goal, his path to becoming an immortal will surely be smooth."

After hearing this, Yunli was moved, knowing that what the three ladies said was true, so he said: "Thank you for your guidance, Yunli will definitely keep it in mind."

The three of them discussed with Yunli for a while, and Yunli listened with great interest. Before he knew it, the sun had set. He stood up and said goodbye, with a deeper understanding of the way of cultivating immortals in his heart.

Yunli returned to his room and thought to himself: The three ladies have profound cultivation. If I don't work harder, how can I be on par with them? He decided to practice harder from now on, so as not to let down the three ladies' teachings.

Since then, Yunli has been practicing diligently day and night, not caring about worldly affairs, and his cultivation has improved significantly without him noticing. His determination has also become more resolute, and his understanding of the way of cultivating immortals has become more profound.

Fei Yunyan was touched to see Yunli practicing so diligently. She knew that Yunli's cultivation had improved, which was also a great help to her. She decided to provide some assistance to Yunli in addition to practicing.

One day, Fei Yunyan ran into Yunli in the garden. Seeing that he was practicing, she whispered, "Master Yunli, I see that you are practicing hard, so I came to give you some spiritual fruits to help you practice."

Yunli felt warm at heart when he saw Fei Yunyan like this. He knew Fei Yunyan's intentions and said, "Thank you, Sister-in-law Fei. Yunli is very grateful."

Fei Yunyan smiled slightly, handed the spiritual fruit in her hand to Yunli, and said softly: "Master Yunli, the road to immortality is long, you and I should support each other."

Yun Li took the spiritual fruit, feeling grateful. He knew Fei Yunyan's intentions, so he said, "Sister Fei, Yun Li will live up to your expectations and practice hard to achieve great success as soon as possible."

One day, Yan Lili heard that there were ghosts appearing in the suburbs of the city, so she called Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang to go and check the results of her recent practice.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The three of them traveled light and quietly left the garden. The ancient road on the outskirts of the city was covered with weeds. The night wind was a bit sad. The three of them fluttered in their clothes, like fairies descending from the world.

When they came to a deserted graveyard, ghost lights flickered and the air was filled with gloom. Shen Meizhuang opened her red lips and spoke softly but firmly, "The gloom here is very heavy. There must be evil spirits hiding. We should be careful."

Zhen Huan nodded slightly, her brows revealing a trace of solemnity: "Sister Mei is right. Although we have made great progress in our cultivation, we must not take matters concerning ghosts and monsters lightly."

Yan Lili gently stroked the jade flute, with a gleam of light in her eyes: "Although ghosts are evil, they are also tests on the road to immortality. We should suppress them with righteousness."

After that, the three of them set up a magic circle around the desolate grave, waiting for the ghosts to appear. Under the moonlight, the magic circle flickered, contrasting with the ghost fire.

Soon, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew up, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling was heard. A black shadow jumped out of the desolate grave, with a hideous appearance and green light flashing in its eyes. When the ghost saw the three people, it let out a sharp howl and pounced on them.

Shen Meizhuang's expression remained unchanged. She used a spell in her hand, and a beam of white light shot out from her fingertips, heading straight for the ghost's brow. The ghost's body swayed, avoiding the white light, and grabbed it with his backhand, bringing with it a fishy breeze.

Seeing this, Zhen Huan shouted softly, and the jade pendant in her hand flew out, drawing a circle in the air, trapping the ghost in it. The light on the jade pendant echoed with the magic circle, forming a light cage that trapped the ghost tightly.

Yan Lili blew the jade flute, the sound was melodious but also carried a murderous aura. The ghost struggled in the light cage but could not break free, and finally gradually dissipated in the sound of the flute and turned into a wisp of black smoke.

The three of them finished their training and smiled at each other. Shen Meizhuang said softly, "After tonight's battle, our cultivation has improved. We should be more calm when we encounter such evil spirits in the future."

Zhen Huan also said: "Sister Mei is right. The road to becoming an immortal is full of challenges. We should treat it with a normal mind."

Yan Lili gently stroked the jade flute and said, "Those who cultivate immortality should take peace of mind as the foundation and follow the law as the use, so that they can continue to grow in various trials."

A few people were about to return, but unexpectedly, another evil ghost flew out from the darkness with a hideous face. It was obviously the Ghost King.

Shen Meizhuang's expression changed slightly, and she said softly: "This ghost king has a lot of resentment, we need to work together to subdue him, so as to prevent him from causing harm to the world."

Zhen Huan nodded, her eyes were firm, and the jade pendant in her hand shone brighter: "Sister Mei is right. We cultivators should take it as our responsibility to eliminate demons and defend the Way."

Yan Lili placed the jade flute across her lips, and the sound of the flute suddenly became high-pitched and passionate, reaching straight into the sky.

Seeing this, the ghost king Yinsi's eyes flashed with fear, and he said sternly: "You lowly slaves, how dare you go against me? I will show you how I can make your souls fly away!"

Before he finished his words, the Ghost King Yinsi turned into a puff of black smoke and pounced towards the three people.

Shen Meizhuang formed seals with her hands and muttered something. Rays of golden light shot out from her fingertips and intertwined with the light from Zhen Huan's jade pendant to form a more solid light shield.

Upon seeing this, Zhen Huan gave a soft shout, and the jade pendant shone brightly, trapping the Ghost King Yinsi inside.

The Ghost King Yinsi struggled in the light shield, screaming miserably, but was unable to break free from the shield.

Yan Lili's flute playing became more and more passionate, her true energy flowed with the flute sound, merging with the magic power of Shen Meizhuang and Zhen Huan, forming a powerful force that gradually suppressed the resentment of the Ghost King Yinsi.

Soon, the ghost king Yinsi broke free from his restraints and became even more arrogant. His figure loomed in the darkness, and the flame of revenge flickered in his eyes.

The voice was shrill and full of resentment: "Yinzhen, that thief, caused my death. Today I will make him taste the pain of losing his loved ones!"

Shen Meizhuang said softly: "Ghost King, you are already dead, why do you have to commit murder again? We cultivators are willing to help you transcend, why do you insist on being stubborn?"

Upon hearing this, the Ghost King Yinsi laughed out of anger: "Transcendence? I have suffered humiliation in my life, how can I be willing to die? Today, I will make you, Yinzhen's lackeys, pay the price!"

Before he finished speaking, the Ghost King Yinsi turned into a puff of black smoke and rushed towards the three people. His speed was as fast as lightning, with a biting cold and endless malice.

Shen Meizhuang's face was solemn. She formed seals with her hands, and golden light shot out from her fingertips, forming a light curtain, trying to block the Ghost King's attack.

Zhen Huan circulated her true energy, and the jade pendant drew mysterious tracks in the air, releasing a soft yet powerful light, which complemented the golden light of Shen Meizhuang.

The sound of Yan Lili's jade flute rose and fell, and her true energy flowed with the sound of the flute, merging with the magic power of Shen Meizhuang and Zhen Huan to form a powerful force, trying to suppress the ghost king's resentment.

However, the resentment of the Ghost King Yinsi was too strong, and his attacks were like a storm, constantly attacking the three people's defense line.