Asking about longevity

"Yes! Yes!"

Almost instantly, Hua Qianqian responded with lightning speed.

Ink painting: "..."

Do you have such expectations...

When Hua Qianqian saw that Mo Hua was silent, she immediately said: "As long as you put on the Taoist robe of Baihua Valley, I will try my best to bring you into Baihua Valley!"

"I can handle any accidents that happen!"

"I bear all the responsibilities!"

Hua Qianqian vowed.

Ink painting: "..."

"How is it? How is it?" Without waiting for Mo Hua's reply, Hua Qianqian immediately said, "Then it's settled! This kind of thing should be done sooner rather than later. Come find me early tomorrow morning!"

Hua Qianqian decided unilaterally.

While Junior Brother Mo relents, we must make a quick decision.

You must act quickly, otherwise things will change if you are too late.

If after a few days of delay, Junior Brother Mo suddenly regrets it, then his wish will be ruined!

Seize the opportunity and never give him a chance to regret it!

Mo Hua didn't even know what to say.

He thought about Senior Sister Ye Jin and the saying in "Hundred Taboos of Cultivation" that "after a tragic death, one becomes extremely resentful and turns into a fierce ghost", and sighed helplessly:

"All right……"

"good!"

In Baihua Valley, because of Ye Jin's incident, Hua Qianqian had not thought about food and tea for several days. Hua Qianqian, who had been in a depressed mood, suddenly felt that life was full of hope again.

"Let me see what kind of Taoist robe is suitable for lovely Junior Brother Mo..."

Hua Qianqian was no longer sleepy, so she got up and rummaged through the cabinets to select a suitable Taoist robe for Mo Hua among a pile of colorful clothes.

Early the next morning.

Mo Hua went to Hua Qianqian's cave.

Hua Qianqian told him the location of the cave.

This cave is located in Baihua City outside Baihua Valley and is the property of the Hua family.

Hua Qianqian is a direct descendant of the Hua family and is very favored by the family. Therefore, this cave was given to her by the Hua family for her to live in, practice, rest, make elixirs, or entertain Taoist friends during her ten days off.

In front of the cave, there is a plaque on the door of "Asian Xiangyuan".

Judging from the handwriting, it should have been written by Senior Sister Qianqian herself.

Mo Hua stood at the door of the cave and looked at the door plaque. He immediately regretted it and felt that he should not have agreed to wear the Taoist robe of Baihua Valley on impulse.

"How about running away?"

What does the matter in Baihua Valley have to do with me?

Yan Zhizhou's matter is actually not that urgent.

Regarding Senior Sister Ye, I can only express regret.

Mo Hua thought a little guiltily.

He slowly took a few steps back, turned around and wanted to escape, but before he could escape, the door of the cave suddenly opened.

"Junior Brother Mo, you are here!"

Hua Qianqian's eyes were shining.

She got up early in the morning and waited at the door early. She was afraid that Mo Hua would try to escape, so as soon as she saw Mo Hua, she opened the door immediately.

"Hello, senior sister, I..." Mo Hua hesitated, "I suddenly remembered that there is something else going on in the sect. I... I still haven't finished drawing the formations. I'll talk about it next time if I don't want to enter Baihua Valley. …”

How could Hua Qianqian listen to his sophistry? She immediately grabbed Mo Hua.

Mo Hua was careless for a moment and did not dodge. He was hugged tightly by Hua Qianqian. He couldn't break free for a while. In desperation, he was pulled into the cave by Hua Qianqian.

This cave is decorated warmly and delicately with flowers, and the eyes are filled with colorful flowers.

The fragrance of red pepper and flowers mixed together is refreshing.

Hua Qianqian pulled Mo Hua into the inner room, sat him down on the table, then closed the door and sealed the formation.

She decided that no matter whether Junior Brother Mo entered Baihua Valley or not today, he had to put on the Taoist robe that she had carefully prepared.

Mo Hua's eyes blurred as a large storage box inlaid with gold patterns was placed in front of him.

Hua Qianqian opened the box, and there were countless robes neatly placed inside.

The styles are either gorgeous, elegant, dignified or pretty.

There are gorgeous embroideries on it made of precious silk threads and precise stitches.

Some embroider gorgeous flowers, some embroider distant landscapes, and some embroider gorgeous phoenix patterns. The light flows and is so beautiful.

"I didn't sleep all night, so I chose all night..." Hua Qianqian couldn't wait to say to Mo Hua, "Junior Brother Mo, let's see which one you like?"

Mo Hua looked at the excited Hua Qianqian, and suddenly felt like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

He turned his head, glanced at the clothes in the box, and said weakly:

"These don't seem to be Taoist robes from Baihua Valley..."

Although the Taoist robes of Baihua Valley are also embroidered with hundreds of flowers and are beautiful in style, they are still standard Taoist robes. How could there be so many strange styles?

The flowers stagnated for a moment.

She almost forgot that the ink painting was about the Taoist robes of Baihua Valley.

She was happy for a moment and picked out all the clothes she liked.

"Such a small thing should not affect..." Hua Qianqian whispered, "As long as you wear a woman's Taoist robe, you should...maybe you can enter the Baihua Valley."

Mo Hua looked at Hua Qianqian silently.

Hua Qianqian felt a little pity, but then her eyes lit up, "Just put it on and give me a look! Just take a look!"

"Senior sister, we are going to Baihua Valley for business." Mo Hua said helplessly.

Hua Qianqian sighed, "Okay..."

She could only turn around, select a few Baihuagu Taoist robes that were a bit plain and not so suitable to her liking, and handed them to Mo Hua.

"Junior brother, you try first."

Mo Hua was still a little repulsed.

But Hua Qianqian kept urging him, so he could only reluctantly put on a set of Baihuagu Taoist robes full of flowers.

Hua Qianqian looked at it and was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but cover her mouth.

The ink painting originally had picturesque features and a clear temperament, but now it is lined with gorgeous Taoist robes, showing elegance and beauty, gorgeousness and coolness, and a kind of androgynous beauty that cannot be distinguished between male and female.

There is both the innocence of a woman and the heroism of a boy.

Compared with men, he is not tall, but compared with women, he looks taller.

And a pair of eyes, as bright as stars.

There was a bit of compassion, a bit of depth, and a bit of unattainable majesty in his eyes.

Hua Qianqian felt for a moment that this was not what a "person" should look like.

In the legend, the immortals who have perfect Dao, yin and yang, and are untainted by the mortal world generally look like this.

"Senior sister..."

"Sister?"

Mo Hua shouted twice before Hua Qianqian came back to her senses.

She immediately pulled out a pile of clothes from the box and looked at Mo Hua with piercing eyes, "Junior brother, try wearing these again."

Wearing the standard Taoist robe of Baihua Valley, she is as pure as jade, and she is so beautiful that she comes out of the world.

It would be okay to put on these more exquisite clothes.

Buddha relies on gold clothing, and people rely on clothing.

Even a fairy needs to be set off by a perfect fairy robe.

As long as Mo Hua puts on these clothes and gives her a look, even just a glance, she will have no regrets.

Mo Hua shook his head desperately and refused to obey.

"Don't wear it!"

"Just put it on..."

Hua Qianqian took the dress and put it on Mo Hua. While pushing, a gentle and angry voice suddenly came from outside the house:

"Qianqian, it's broad daylight, why are you closing the door?"

Murong Caiyun, holding the token of the cave, opened the door, and what he saw was a mess of clothes, with messy hair and hair, reddish flowers on his cheeks, and a Baihua Valley Taoist robe with a red face. The two people are painted in ink like apples, pushing each other.

Murong Caiyun was stunned immediately.

The two people in the room also froze.

After a while, Murong Caiyun was so angry that she was shaking all over, "You..."

Hua Qianqian's heart suddenly felt cold.

"Sister Murong, it's not what you think..."

"You still dare to quibble?!"

"Sister, please listen to my explanation..."

…

After a commotion, the door of the cave was closed again.

Murong Caiyun sat in the room, her face as sinking as water.

Hua Qianqian and Mo Hua sat side by side, with their heads hanging down, like two children who had done something wrong.

"...Is this really what happened?"

Murong Caiyun asked with a straight face.

"yes……"

Hua Qianqian and Mo Hua whispered.

Murong Caiyun scolded: "Even if you want to find out the cause of sister Jin'er's death, you can't let Mo Hua wear the Taoist robe of Baihua Valley and sneak into Baihua Valley. Once the matter is exposed..."

Hua Qianqian said: "I will shoulder the responsibility."

Murong Caiyun said angrily: "You are still a disciple yourself, and your mind is like that of a child who has not grown up. What can you bear?"

Hua Qianqian muttered: "Junior Brother Mo won't be blamed anyway..."

Murong Caiyun was a little angry and glared at her.

"Also, how can you let Junior Brother Mo wear the female monk's robe from Baihua Valley?"

"Because the clothes look good..." Hua Qianqian said weakly.

Murong Caiyun wanted to pull her ears.

At this moment, Mo Hua also raised his head and whispered: "Senior sister..."

Murong Caiyun turned his head and looked at Mo Hua.

Just by looking at it, she couldn't look away for a moment.

When she entered the door just now, she was suddenly shocked. She was too angry to look at the ink painting carefully.

At this moment, I was calm and took another look at the ink painting. I immediately felt astonished and my heart couldn't help but jump.

Even at that moment, she actually had the absurd and unbelievable thought that "Sister Qianqian did the right thing."

Murong Caiyun immediately shook his head and threw this idea away, but he heard Mo Hua say in his ears:

"...Senior Sister, there must be some unknown inside story about the cause of Senior Sister Ye Jin's death."

"Moreover, the way she died was very dangerous..."

Murong Caiyun spent a lot of effort to force herself not to look at Mo Hua's face, but to focus on what Mo Hua said.

"Danger?"

Murong Caiyun was a little confused.

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "I don't know what Senior Sister Jin'er went through during her lifetime, but she must have suffered a lot of injustice and pain, and was desperate, so she put the practice into practice. 'After a tragic death, she had something in her mouth. Resentment, turned into a ghost, is the only way out."

"Turn into a fierce ghost..."

Murong Caiyun's face turned pale.

The flowers are light and pale.

She only knew that Ye Jin had asked questions about whether people would turn into ghosts after death, but she never expected that she would want to commit suicide in order to become a "bad ghost".

He even commits suicide in the form of "tragic death" by self-immolation.

Murong Caiyun also realized the seriousness of the problem.

Although she doesn't understand the ways of gods and ghosts, she also knows that once a person turns into a ghost, he must be extremely vicious and cause endless disasters.

The reason why monks talk about ghosts changing their color is because ghosts are different from people in that they have invisible thoughts. They are completely different from the monks' practice system of blood and spiritual power. It is not only difficult to deal with it, but also very dangerous.

Some high-level monks have profound spiritual knowledge and are not afraid of ghosts.

But if they lack the means to restrain their sneakiness, there is nothing they can do against these ghosts.

If sister Jin'er really turned into a fierce ghost...

Murong Caiyun looked at Mo Hua worriedly, "Then you are also in danger, right?"

Mo Hua shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Murong Caiyun was about to ask why, but he could see that Mo Hua looked calm, his eyes were deep, and he had a calm and steady aura that made people feel at ease.

Whenever something important happened, he would be calm.

When they first met, Mo Hua would occasionally have this expression when he was in danger.

Now that a few years have passed, Mo Hua has grown up a little, and has been a junior brother for a few years, this aura of everything being under control has become more obvious.

Murong Caiyun sighed, "Okay..."

There are secrets on all cultivators.

Some things cannot be asked too much.

And with Junior Brother Mo's temperament, he generally won't do anything that he is not sure of.

Murong Caiyun thought about it and asked again, "Why don't you tell the elders of Baihua Valley directly about this matter?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "I can't say it yet..."

Because it is still unknown whether the senior leaders of Baihua Valley are involved in this matter.

Is the death of Senior Sister Ye Jin related to them?

Murong Caiyun was stunned, and then she figured it out.

She couldn't help but sigh again, and after thinking for a moment, she said solemnly:

"There are only female disciples in Baihua Valley, and the rules are strict. No male cultivators are allowed to enter."

"If you sneak in and everything is fine, it's fine. If you are exposed, you can say that I ordered you to investigate."

Mo Hua was stunned.

Hua Qianqian was also stunned, "Senior Sister Murong..."

Murong Caiyun shook her head, "I'm sorry about Sister Jin'er's matter. I can't help with other things, so I can only take the blame for you."

Hua Qianqian said: "Senior Sister, you don't have to take the blame, I..."

Murong Caiyun looked solemn, "You don't understand, I have the Murong family behind me, and I have a good relationship with you. You can 'collude' with me about Jin'er's matter, but you can't 'collude' with Mo Hua, otherwise, there are many people in Baihua Valley who will make a fuss about this matter and cause trouble for your Hua family."

Hua Qianqian nodded as if she understood.

After Murong Caiyun finished speaking, she reminded Mo Hua: "Go early and come back early, don't stay too long, be careful."

Then she sighed, looked at Mo Hua deeply, and said sincerely: "Sister Jin'er's matter is up to you."

"Well, don't worry, Senior Sister." Mo Hua nodded.

It was getting late, and then Hua Qianqian led Mo Hua to Baihua Valley.

Murong Caiyun was the only one left in the cave.

She thought of Jin'er and felt emotional.

She saw all kinds of exquisite dresses on the ground and was startled. She couldn't help but think of Mo Hua wearing these dresses, looking like a fairy.

Murong Caiyun's heart skipped a beat, and then she immediately pinched her arm to distract her thoughts. She said helplessly:

"I must have been led astray by Qianqian..."

...

At the gate of Baihua Valley.

The morning sun was bright, and the flowers in the valley were blooming in all colors.

Before the mountain road, Hua Qianqian whispered to Mo Hua:

"From now on, you are my junior sister. When we enter the gate later, I will hold your hand and pretend to talk to you."

"If someone asks you a question, you should pretend to be shy and don't speak easily."

Mo Hua nodded uncomfortably.

Hua Qianqian looked at Mo Hua again, feeling sorry.

There are so many beautiful clothes, but Junior Sister Mo, no, Junior Brother Mo didn't wear them.

Also, she didn't put on rouge or powder, she just simply combed her hair into a bun like a disciple of Baihua Valley.

However, Mo Hua was originally beautiful with red lips and white teeth, and she was already as beautiful as a lotus in the water with just a Baihua Valley Taoist robe, without any need for decoration.

Putting on powder and rouge would be redundant.

Moreover, it was not easy to let Junior Brother Mo wear the Baihua Valley Taoist robe. This might be the only time in this life, so I must take a few more glances.

Hua Qianqian said silently in her heart.

She became more intimate with Mo Hua, and her autumn water-like eyes always stared at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua felt uncomfortable when she looked at him.

The two walked along the mountain path towards the mountain gate.

Hua Qianqian was very popular in Baihua Valley.

There were many female disciples along the way, and they all greeted her, and Hua Qianqian also returned the greetings one by one.

Someone asked about Mo Hua, and Hua Qianqian said:

"She is a junior sister of my clan."

The other female disciples were generally amazed and couldn't help but praise her.

Some people were also suspicious, but seeing that Hua Qianqian spoke naturally and was close to this junior sister, they didn't doubt anything.

When they arrived at the mountain gate, they had to use the Baihua Valley token to enter the valley as usual.

But because it was the ten-day holiday, there were many disciples coming and going, so it was not too strict.

Hua Qianqian secretly gave her token to Mo Hua, and then acted coquettishly to a female elder who was guarding the sect:

"Aunt, I forgot to bring my Hundred Flowers Token. Please be flexible and let me in~"

The female elder was very troubled and refused:

"No."

"Let me in~"

"No, the sect rules don't allow it."

"Aunt~"

The female elder glared at her, "You can't even call me aunt. You are so old, but you are so forgetful that you can even forget your Hundred Flowers Token. Go back and get it."

"I'll go in and get a book of alchemy and come out in a while," Hua Qianqian said a little aggrievedly, "otherwise, I'll have to go a lot of unnecessary distances. Aunt, you told me yourself that a cultivator's time is the most precious..."

The female elder was helpless.

Hua Qianqian said again: "Sister-in-law, let me in. If you let me go this time, I guarantee that in this sect assessment, the formation will get... B!"

"It's worthless," the female elder dug out Hua Qianqian's eyes, "You don't even want to use 'A' as a guarantee."

Hua Qianqian muttered: "I have to be able to get 'A'..."

"Okay," the female elder said after seeing Hua Qianqian boasting about "Haikou" and setting up such an ambition, "Just this time, if I don't have a token next time, I won't even be able to get in."

Hua Qianqian looked delighted, "Thank you, sister-in-law!"

The female elder then turned her head and looked at the ink painting beside Hua Qianqian. Her eyes lit up and she was about to ask something.

Hua Qianqian had already pulled Mo Hua and ran up the mountain.

"Junior sister, hurry up!"

Mo Hua held the Baihua Ling in his hand and was dragged up the mountain by Hua Qianqian.

When the female elder saw this, she couldn't stop her. She could only sigh helplessly and said in a low voice: "This girl is not in her right shape either..."

…

After entering the sect, Hua Qianqian took Mo Hua to a secluded valley. Seeing no one around, she immediately took a breath.

"I finally got in, but luckily I wasn't discovered..."

Her heart was pounding.

If the secret is exposed, he will really "die before he starts his battle".

Mo Hua looked at her like this and felt nervous.

If the secret is exposed, I don’t know whether I will die or not. Anyway, I will definitely be “socially dead”.

"I will take you to Junior Sister Ye Jin's disciple residence now. You follow me." Hua Qianqian said to Mo Hua.

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

So, Hua Qianqian held Mo Hua's hand and walked along the stone steps of Baihua Valley to the disciples' residence on the back hill.

At this time, deep in the Baihua Valley.

In a top attic.

A woman with a beautiful face and a cold expression was frowning, looking at a Hundred Flowers Secret Disk in front of her, her eyes focused.

This beautiful woman is also wearing a Baihuamen Taoist robe.

But this Taoist robe is dignified, elegant, and extremely gorgeous. It is truly embroidered with hundreds of different flowers. They are colorful and gorgeous, each competing for beauty, but complementing each other. It is the highest quality "Hundred Flowers Taoist Robe".

The woman's expression became more and more solemn as she watched the celestial disk rotate and the flowers wither.

Finally, she sighed, turned around, and looked out from the attic, taking in the entire Valley of Flowers, lost in thought.

In the Valley of Flowers, there are colorful flowers.

On the mountain road, female disciples came and went, making it look like a bustling place.

It looks beautiful.

Just at this moment, she focused her eyes and saw a pretty female disciple walking on the mountain path, holding her arm with another junior sister who had a clear temperament and looked like a lotus.

The woman's cold expression was a bit stunned for a moment.