Chapter 34 Xu Xian Steals the Immortal Grass
Chapter 34 Xu Xian Steals the Immortal Grass
"Xiaoqing, stop talking."
Xiaobai was so ashamed that she begged Xiaoqing for mercy: "I will go back and tell my husband to give you a room. I will sleep with you tonight to make up for your loneliness last night."
"Really?" Xiaoqing's eyes lit up.
She thought to herself, I thought my sister would no longer accompany me at night after she married Xu Xian.
"Really!" Xiaobai nodded vigorously.
Xiaoqing moved her chin away from Xiaobai's shoulder, her eyes curved into crescents, and she chuckled, "Okay then, I forgive you, sister!"
She circled around Xiao Bai, shaking her head and saying, "Logically speaking, you two just got married yesterday, and you are very much in love right now, so you shouldn't be separated."
At this point, she changed the subject: "But since we are sisters, we have such a deep bond. I have no choice but to make Xu Xian suffer tonight!"
"Haha." Xiaobai laughed dryly twice, and his laughter was as guilty as Xu Xian's when he was frying eggs.
"That's right, sister."
Xiao Qing lowered her head and looked at the hoe in Xiao Bai's hand curiously: "Why are you here? What are you going to bury?"
Xiaobai bit her lip and reached out to pull off the pearl hairpin on her head.
Under the moonlight, the pearl hairpin glows with a lustrous green color.
"Oh, it's better to bury it." Xiaoqing nodded, thinking that this pearl hairpin carried too much of the past, and if her sister buried it, she could start a new life.
Xiao Bai held the pearl hairpin and said seriously: "I just made a wish. From now on, I will wash my hands of marriage and stop using magic. I hope we can stay away from all the entanglements of gods and demons, and live a peaceful life with him in this ordinary world."
Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment.
She frowned and snorted, "Is it necessary? I worked so hard to cultivate this magic, but now I don't need it anymore after I get married?"
She raised her palm.
The green light is lingering, eerie and spooky.
"Xiaoqing, I beg you, please don't cause any more trouble." Xiaobai looked at Xiaoqing, worried.
Five hundred years ago, when Xu Xian was still Xu Xuan, if she had taken Xu Xuan away and away from the entanglement with gods and demons, Xu Xuan would not have died in front of her.
This time, she would never make the same mistake again.
Xiao Qing sighed: "Sister, why do you have to do this?"
"The spell is cast!"
"Gold, silver, jewelry, good fields and beautiful houses, don't you have them all?"
Xiao Bai turned her head and looked towards the yard. She whispered, "Even if I don't cast the spell, Xu Xian can still give me these."
"You've seen the splendor of the wedding."
"Even if I don't say anything, he will give me the best."
“He has the ability and even more heart.”
Xiaoqing opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
She was speechless.
Even though she disliked Xu Xian, she had to admit that Xu Xian was a real man who never showed his true colors!
If you want money, you have money; if you want connections, you have connections.
What’s even more exaggerated is that Xu Xian was able to get some 800-year-old ginseng to heal his sister’s injuries!
This is something she can't do either.
Xiao Bai pursed his lips and added: "Besides, I don't care about gold, silver or jewelry. As long as I can be with Xu Xian, I will be happy even if I have to work hard to make a living in these tiled houses."
"Okay!" Xiao Qing rolled her eyes, "But no matter what, I still have to use magic!"
Xiao Bai sighed and said earnestly, "Sister, these spells may bring pleasure for a while, but in the end, don't they bring you and me worries?"
Xiao Qing's expression froze, and she changed the subject: "Sister, today you finally got married to him as you wished, but is Xu Xian really the same Ah Xuan from the past?"
"He is." Xiaobai answered without thinking.
They are the same soul and have memories of their past lives, so Xu Xian is her A Xuan.
There is no doubt about it!
"Is it worth interrupting my cultivation just for him?" Xiao Qing asked unwillingly.
"It's worth it." Xiaobai remained unshakable.
Xiaoqing snorted and turned away.
"Xiaoqing, where are you going?" Xiaobai asked anxiously.
"I'm going to clean up my room. After you bury the things, remember to come find me." Xiaoqing puffed her cheeks and said without turning her head.
Xiaobai pursed his lips.
She squatted down, carefully placed the pearl hairpin into the pit, and then reached out to fill it up.
A few more blades of grass were inserted upwards.
The Chinese character "囍" (happiness) on the bedside table has not been removed yet, and the big red curtains are still filled with a festive atmosphere.
"It's okay, my lady." Xu Xian sat by the bed and said sympathetically, "You go and keep Xiaoqing company. I'll sleep alone tonight."
Xiaobai walked to the bed and sat down.
She raised her snow-white neck and kissed Xu Xian on the face.
"I'll just stay with her for one night."
Xiao Bai blushed and whispered softly, "It will still be yours tomorrow night."
Xu Xian held Xiaobai's waist and kissed her in the same place.
He said gently, "Go ahead."
"Yeah." Xiaobai got up and walked out of the house.
The fragrance of Xiaobai lingered in the air. Xu Xian took a deep breath and a faint smile appeared on his face.
He slowly raised his hand.
Whoosh!
The Zhu Xian sword on the wall broke free from the red rope and flew straight into his hands.
"Five hundred year old Ganoderma lucidum, eight hundred year old ginseng, and a scarf made from a rabbit demon."
Xu Xian's eyes were deep as he murmured to himself, "These are only enough to restore Xiaobai's vitality. If Xiaobai is to take the final step and overcome the tribulation and transform into a dragon, there is still a lot to go."
"I should lend her a helping hand!"
Xu Xian got off the bed, and suddenly an identical figure appeared beside him.
The figure had no expression on his face.
He lay down on the bed with his eyes closed.
"Kunlun has magical herbs."
"With my speed, I can be back before the sun rises."
Xu Xian stamped his feet lightly.
He turned into a wisp of green smoke, passed through the crack in the door, and flew to the city of Hangzhou.
sieve--
The cold streak tore through the clouds like thunder, heading straight for Kunlun Mountain.
It was already night in Hangzhou, but it was still daytime in Kunlun Mountains.
The wind and snow were howling on the mountain and the temperature was extremely low. If a mortal was exposed here, he would be frozen into an ice sculpture within three quarters of an hour.
Suddenly, a flash of sword light fell from the sky.
The sharp light made it impossible for people to open their eyes. When the light faded, a tall figure was revealed.
Xu Xian raised his head: "We're here."
Kunlun Mountain, with its beauty of heaven and earth and spiritual energy from all directions, is a rare place for spiritual practice.
Many magical herbs grow here.
Some of them are over ten thousand years old, and have developed a bit of intelligence.
It is of great benefit to practitioners who take it.
Xu Xian stepped on the Zhuxian Sword, with his hands behind his back, and moved freely, treating the wind and snow as nothing.
Soon, he found a thousand-year-old magical herb.
"This one is just right." He said softly, "If the age is too young, it won't work, and if the age is too old, it will be difficult to absorb."
Xiancao sensed a strange smell.
The slender branches and leaves suddenly stretched out, split into thousands of pieces, and stabbed at Xu Xian from different directions.
Covering the sky and the sun, the power is terrifying!
Xu Xian didn't move.
With just a flash of his eyes, the magic grass was cut off at the root.
He left behind rhizomes, and ten thousand years later, an identical plant will grow here.
Xu Xian put the magic herb into his pocket and turned to leave.
Boom!
There was a loud noise coming from the mountain.
Then came two overlapping voices with strange accents.
"Hey!"
"I'm talking to you! Stand there and don't move!"
(End of this chapter)