Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

A mansion.

Qiuxiang was instructing the servants to clean the two stone lion and animal-faced gates at the door. She saw that the people who were working were very dedicated, so she gathered her skirt and walked over the steps and went inside.

Zhou Ming's hand behind his back was holding the scroll, and the other hand was in front of him. He was covered in brocade clothes and looked lost in thought.

Not far away, a piece of air-conditioning was like frost, hanging upside down in the frozen rockery pond. The sparkling cold light condensed like a mirror, reflecting the open book in his hand, with names of people sparsely written on it.

Qiuxiang came over and couldn't help but said: "Master, Young Master Qing may come back in a while, so go and wait in the house."

Nowadays, the weather is cold and the ground is freezing, and there are feet of snow. Zhou Ming has not been able to get rid of the root of his illness. Sometimes he is even weaker than ordinary people and suffers from the cold.

Zhou Ming's face had always been pale because of his serious illness, but now he was so happy. He was in high spirits during happy events, and his face was actually slightly rosy. He held the scroll and said cheerfully: "I'll be back soon, don't be in a hurry. No rush.”

Qiuxiang also knew her master's temperament, so she didn't try to persuade him any more, so she had to put another thick cotton coat on him. At the same time, she also prayed in her heart: I hope Young Master Qing can come back soon.

As if Zhou Qing really heard it, soon, footsteps sounded from outside. Zhou Qing came in on the steps. The jade pendant on his belt moved slightly, and there was a slight jade sound, and the sound became a rhyme.

"Uncle, why did you come out again?"

Zhou Qing, who had just come in, saw Zhou Ming and complained while helping him back to a teahouse in Xiangyang.

There is a large stove in this teahouse, and the warmth is like clouds and smoke, permeating the surroundings. Several large windows reflect the sun. The sunlight comes in and shines on the wooden floor, giving it a bright and warm feeling of spring. Yangyang.

Qiuxiang lifted her skirt and went to make tea, while Zhou Ming and Zhou Qing sat down near the window and talked to each other.

Zhou Qing said: "As soon as Lingyun Palace passed the big test in the clan, the other Qingyun Garden stewards were ready. I only walked around once and passed."

It's really thanks to Qingyun Yuan's efforts, otherwise, he would definitely be able to pass, but if Zhou Luoyun's power causes trouble, it will definitely delay the time.

The matter of the big exam in the clan was settled, and he talked about what he was doing recently: "I met the people from Luoshan Residence today, and they didn't make a clear statement."

"Um."

Zhou Ming unfolded the scroll, made a note on it, and then drew a circle before saying, "It's rare to have so many people willing to support you."

He said this from the bottom of his heart.

The names on the scroll are all people with certain influence on the Zhou family in Hengnan. They are willing to support Zhou Qing to go to the Jingchen Dharma Assembly. On the one hand, they want to form a good relationship; on the other hand, and the most important reason is that Zhou Qing showed unparalleled qualifications in Lingyun Palace this time.

Nine points of Immortal Bones and a first-grade vision. Such qualifications only appear in the Hengnan Zhou family every few hundred years. If a clan member with such qualifications does not attend the Jingchen Dharma Assembly, many people will have something to say.

The Hengnan Zhou family is a family that has been passed down for thousands of years. Even if it is corrupt and dirty, many people still have a "ruler" in their hearts. They use this "ruler" to measure themselves, others, and family rules.

Qiu Xiang came over at this time. She first took out the tea leaves from the exquisite tea can and put it into the tea cup. Then she held the copper pot in one hand and bent slightly. The boiling water shot out from the spout of the crane's beak, straight into the new cup. In a white porcelain tea cup.

Just a soft sound was heard, the tea leaves were tumbling in the hot water, and the buds and leaves unfolded with the fragrance, green and bright, and lovely.

Zhou Qing raised his hand to take one and held it in his hand. He did not drink it immediately, but felt the warmth coming from the tea cup. After thinking for a while, he said: "Uncle, with the support of these people, I can get one to participate in Jingchen." The quota for the Dharma conference is very likely.”

It's very possible, that is to say, there will be accidents. Zhou Ming understood the meaning of the words. Reflecting on the sunlight coming in from the glass window, which was mottled like fluttering golden patterns, he sighed and said, "Your identity is a problem."

Zhou Qing had followed him back to the Hengnan Zhou family since he was a child. In the past, he almost enjoyed the normal treatment as a descendant of the Hengnan Zhou family. But when it comes to such a major event related to the clan, Zhou Qing's identity will definitely be singled out and people will talk about the difference between internal and external.

Otherwise, with Zhou Qing's amazing qualifications, he will definitely lock in a spot and no one can compete with him.

Zhou Qing saw the worry on his uncle's face. He turned the tea cup as white as frost and snow in his hand. The tea leaves were completely spread out. The aroma of tea did not have any smoke and smoke, so he said: "Uncle, In Lingyun Palace, the people in the clan saw the Nine Points Immortal Bone, and they supported me, mostly because the Nine Points Immortal Bone is so famous."

Speaking of this, the sharp look in Zhou Qing's eyes flashed away, and he said: "But for the entire Hengnan Zhou clan, I rose too late after all, and I am not as good as the geniuses who have emerged early in other clans."

"Find an opportunity to win over those who are hesitant."

After hearing this, Zhou Ming looked up, smiled, and said: "This is linked to each other, and it doesn't come soon enough. Since you have an idea, just do it."

There was a sense of relief in the words.

The young man, who was less than fifteen years old, no longer needed the protection of his own wings, and began to soar high into the sky.

"Waiting for news."

Zhou Qing said something, he shook the tea cup and saw that the tea had been completely brewed. The tea leaves were vertically sinking to the bottom of the cup, with distinct roots, like fresh bamboo shoots breaking through the soil, with dark green and dense buds, and the buds were light and watery. Said: "Uncle, drink tea."

Zhou Ming picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The aroma of tea flowed between his teeth. He squinted his eyes, feeling satisfied.

After drinking tea, Zhou Qing asked Qiuxiang to help his uncle to rest. He sat alone in the tea room. There was a halo of light on the wooden floor. Instead of the golden color at noon, it was a faint dark color.

Generally speaking, the accumulation of fame and prestige requires time. But now that the Jingchen Dharma Conference is approaching, the Hengnan Zhou family must use some means to decide on the list of participants.

He sat like this, thinking about things, and before he knew it, it was night. At this time, a servant came in from outside and reported: "Master Qing, someone from Qingyun Garden is here and wants to see you."

"Coming."

When Zhou Qing heard this, his eyes flashed with silver. He stood up, left the tea room, and strode outside.

It's already late at night.

On the tall building near the water, unicorn-faced jade lanterns were lit, illuminating the surroundings with a sense of daylight.

Zhou Kewen stood in front of the window. The window behind him was wide open. The white frost of the moon fell into the lake. There was a mixture of watery light and coldness.

He had thick eyebrows like a knife and looked at Zhou Luoyun who was talking to someone in the center. He was wearing a golden crown and a fine brocade robe. He had a faint smile on his handsome face. His eyes moved and he whispered to his sister beside him. He said: "He's so approachable. This is the first time I've seen him."

The word "approachable" is a bit ironic.

Zhou Luoyun is very prominent among the younger generation, so most of the time, he looks "upward" and has a slight "bossiness" towards his peers.

Such outpouring of kindness towards fellow members of the clan is extremely rare.

Her sister had a bun on her head, with jade-colored gourd leaves covering it. She looked cute and well-behaved. She first glared at her brother to tell him not to talk nonsense, and then whispered: "Zhou Qing has been talking recently. As he walked around the clan, many people praised him. He was so popular that Brother Luoyun might not be able to sit still. "

"I heard that Zhou Qing and Zhou Luoyun have a conflict?" Zhou Kewen had thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he had a heart for gossip. His eyes were shining brightly and he said: "It's a pity that no one invited Zhou Qing to this small gathering. Otherwise, It’s lively.”

"It's not a big deal for you to watch the excitement."

The girl from Calabash Leaf rolled her eyes at her unreliable brother. She turned her head and saw the cold light coming in from the door. A young man stepped over with a handsome face and quiet eyes. She couldn't help but murmured: "It seems, it seems, it seems like it's really Zhou Qinglai." "