The sect provided Heng Yu with a lot of seventh-grade healing pills.

After taking the healing pill, Heng Yu's injuries slowed down a lot, and the hideous pinching marks on her neck were only a shallow purple-black mark. Although she had not fully recovered, it did not prevent her from getting out of bed and walking.

After touching Xiaobai, who was still in a coma, Hengyu walked to the next yard to visit her master.

Youyun was still unconscious and her face was pale and ugly.

He has always liked to wear red clothes, and he also liked to use red accessories on his body, so in Hengyu's memory, he was full of energy and passionateness.

Now he is wearing a white underwear and lying on the inside of the bed with a pale face, and he is completely depressed.

Hengyu helped You Yun press the corner of the quilt.

Her master was obviously seriously injured and had not recovered, but he forced himself to save her. It would be impossible to say that he was not moved.

"Master, you have a good rest."

Afraid that he felt the room was monotonous, Heng Yu walked out of the room, folded a burning peony in the yard, and inserted it into the vase at the bedside.

Standing beside the bed and admired for a while, Heng Yu walked out of Youyun's room with ease.

After coming out, Heng Yu did not return to his yard, but took a crane to find the leader.

The pot of Aurora Morning and various ancient books in her hand must be handed over to the head, and the curse method must be cracked in advance.

A quarter of an hour later, the crane landed in front of the Tai Chi Hall.

Heng Yu turned over and climbed down from the crane's back. He was about to walk inside, and a person came out of the Tai Chi Hall first.

It's just late.

"Master just noticed that you were coming, and ordered me to come out to greet you."

Chi trotted to her and supported her, explaining.

When he helped someone, he did not deliberately tease him, and was gentle and polite, so Heng Yu did not force himself to reject him.

The Tai Chi Hall is full of ancient charm, the carving gallery and painted buildings are particularly exquisite, and a small ornament is so exquisite that it is amazing.

The head of the sect sat upright on the head of the hall, directly dismissed Heng Yu's etiquette and signaled Heng Yu to sit next to him.

When he glanced at me, the head of the sect smiled: "You sit down too."

This is the next candidate for the head of the sect he chose for the sect. It would be fine if he stayed and listened to it.

Heng Yu drank some tea to moisten his throat, pulled up the sleeve of his left hand, revealing the bracelet on his smooth wrist.

He took off the bracelet and handed it directly to the head: "The head, Aurora Morning, the secret book in the secret realm, and some of the wealth left by the love-girl senior are all inside."

The love girl left her a lot of wealth, and these things were enough for her to use until the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

But Heng Yu only chose some of the ones that suit him, and left them all for the sect that were not very useful to him.

Using these things that are useless to you in exchange for contributions to the sect is actually a good choice.

The head of the sect took the bracelet and inserted his spiritual sense into it. After seeing the things inside, he raised his eyes and glanced at Hengyu, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "I don't know how your master taught you such an excellent disciple." His tone was close and gentle.

"Don't worry, the sect will not take your things in vain. Except for ancient books, the other things in the storage ring will be exchanged for the sect's contribution according to their value. In the future, you can just exchange the contribution level for the warehouse to exchange for whatever you need..."

The head of the sect thought about it and felt that his work was not generous enough. He added: "You have now broken through to the late stage of the Killing Pill. I am afraid that there are no defensive magic weapons and pills suitable for the late stage of the Killing Pill. In two days, I will send someone a batch to you."

Heng Yu sighed in his heart: The beauty leader is so generous.

There seem to be many suspicions in the Hehuan Sect. Do beauty not only need skin, but also generous to earn admiration?

After complaining for a while, Heng Yu informed the head of the sect of what she promised Fu Moshen. The head of the sect thought about it and said, "I'll negotiate with the Fu family at that time, and I will always give a satisfactory reward."

After dealing with these things, Heng Yu took a deep breath, carefully took out a jade slip and handed it to the head: "This is the way to solve the curse of Hehuan Sect."

The head hurriedly took it over.

This is what he is most concerned about.

You know, because of the curse, he has been in the late stage of the Nascent Soul for nearly two hundred years.

The spiritual sense penetrated into the jade slip, and the head's face changed slightly: "This method--"

"The disciples have made all preparations, and the senior lover has also left many anti-thunder magic weapons for the disciples."

The head of the sect sighed heavily and looked at Heng Yu solemnly: "This is related to the sect's fortune for thousands of years. If you need anything, the sect will fully cooperate with you."

"You don't have to worry about other things, just practice with peace of mind, and I will prepare all the materials."

Having said that, the head still had a slight worry on his face. This method is really too terrible. Can a disciple in the late stage of the Killing Pill really hold on?

He seemed not to notice the worry in the head's heart, Heng Yu smiled slightly and told the head about Xiaobai's affairs.

This is also a happy thing. The adult Qilin can stand up to the early stage of the god transformation.

At the end of the communication, the head of the sect saw a faint look of fatigue on Heng Yu's face and took the initiative to say, "You can go back to the yard to recover from your injuries."

"I'll give you it." Chi took the initiative to speak, showing his gentlemanly demeanor.

After walking out of Tai Chi Hall, Chi Wen said, "You are afraid you don't know one thing yet."

"What's up?"

"The time for evaluating the inner door task will be delayed."

Whether the inner door mission is completed is determined by the sword soul and water mirror.

The sword soul is sleeping all year round and will only wake up when it is special, so the disciples' inner quests will be evaluated at a fixed time.

Heng Yu thought about it and vaguely guessed the truth: "Has something happened to the sword soul also?"

"Sword Soul helped the master block a sword, otherwise the master would be injured even worse." Chi said with a wry smile.

"When will it be postponed?"

Chi shrugged and said helplessly: "It will be at least a year later."

He waved to the crane that was walking slowly in the distance, and signaled the crane to fly over.

When the crane flew closer, Chi raised his hand and made a call.

-

In June and July, the climate is very hot and hot, with flowers blooming all over the mountains. Apart from the magnificent red, there is only red left in the world.

Heng Yu lay on the bottom of the Hehuan tree and rested for lunch.

It rained two days ago, and many avalanche flowers were knocked down. She was wearing red clothes and lay among the remaining flowers, which was a little more colorful than the flowers.

"What is your strange hobby? If you don't have a bed, choose to sleep on the ground." Wumei was a little amused when she came to find her.

Heng Yu's head rested on the back of her head and lay on her back.

She covered a leaf on her left eye and looked at the leisurely blue sky with only one right eye: "I don't pick a place, just be happy."

Wu Mei sorted out her skirt and sat cross-legged beside her: "The town will hold Lantern Festival tomorrow night. Do you want to go and have fun?"

“Lantern Festival?”

"Yes, this festival was originally a custom of mortals in the town. After staying in the sect for a long time, the disciples could not stand the loneliness, so they always sneak down the mountain to participate in the Lantern Festival. You also know that our sect does not like to restrain disciples, and the elders play more and more nonsense than their disciples. Over time, it became a habit for the disciples of Hehuan Sect to participate in the Lantern Festival."

Wu Mei sighed lightly, picked up a flower of Hehuan and fiddled around.

"Sometimes I feel that immortals are not as romantic as mortals."

Heng Yu smiled: "It's just that everyone's ambition is not here."

The cultivator seeks the Tao and asks for immortality.

If ordinary people have a short life span of hundreds of years, they cannot live forever, so they have to use another way to make this short life span of hundreds of years wonderful.

"Then will you go to play tomorrow night? Anyway, your injury has recovered and you can move freely."

Heng Yu smiled: "Of course I have to go, do you have to prepare something in advance?"

She wants the Avenue of Eternal Life.

You also want to enjoy the wonderful world.

Only by having both is called free and easy.

"Come on, I'll introduce you!" Wu Mei introduced with great enthusiasm.

-

Heng Yu sat in front of the dressing cabinet and slowly slashed his eyebrows with snails.

She glanced a few times, stared at the figure reflected in the bronze mirror, and chuckled, "I really don't look good."

After tying his eyebrows, Heng Yu tinted rouge on his lips - this was to add some complexion to himself.

Apply evenly, Heng Yu slowly stood up from the chair.

She wore a long red dress today, with the hem of the skirt designed in hollow design and embroidered into a mesmerized flower. As she walked, the hem of the skirt gently swayed a curve in the air, making her so beautiful that she was thrilling.

Put on a wooden half-mask, Heng Yu carried her skirt out.

The dusk is in full swing and the lights are on.

Beautiful lanterns were hung high, and the dim lights were burning vigorously, lighting up every corner of the town.
To be continued...