Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

Chapter 188 Peach Blossom 2

"I, Qiqi, would like to thank both Supreme God Zheyan and Supreme Immortal Baizhen for their kindness. Qiqi will abide by the rules of this forest and will not cause any trouble for you two."

"The peach tree is young and luxuriant, and its flowers are bright and brilliant. It is a good name."

After Meng Qiqi asked Zhe Yan, she decided to find a beautiful place to live in the peach forest.

A person walked slowly in the peach forest, and every step seemed to be stepping on soft clouds.

The peach branches swayed in the wind, and the petals fell like snow, either sticking to her hair or landing on her shoulders.

Sometimes she reached out and gently stroked the trunk, feeling the ancient and steady vitality of the peach tree; sometimes she stopped and looked up at the treetops, watching the mottled sunlight through the gaps in the flowers.

As we walked, a quiet lake came into view. The water was crystal clear and the colorful pebbles on the bottom of the lake were gleaming. The lake was surrounded by peach trees, like a natural barrier.

A huge flat rock by the lake looks like a natural bed, and a few short trees next to it look like tables and chairs.

Meng Qiqi's eyes lit up. There was water here, beautiful scenery, and abundant spiritual energy.

"It couldn't be better here." She said excitedly, and Xiaojiu also cheered in her mind.

So, Meng Qiqi decided to build a house here and start her new life in Taolin.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the peach forest and falls on Meng Qiqi. She sits under the peach tree, holding an ancient book in her hands with a peaceful smile on her face.

Zheyan stood in the distance, watching her silently, but in his heart he was thinking about how to find something for her to do.

He walked lightly to Meng Qiqi's side and said in surprise, "Qiqi, look at this peach forest, is there something missing?"

Meng Qiqi looked up in confusion, and Zheyan continued, "I think this place needs some special decorations. Do you have any good ideas?"

Meng Qiqi was intrigued by his words and began to think seriously. Zhe Yan's mouth corners slightly raised, his plan was already half successful.

Later, every time Zheyan saw Meng Qiqi leisurely and contentedly in the peach forest.

He pretended to be nonchalant and mentioned to Meng Qiqi that the spiritual energy in the peach forest had been a little unstable recently and needed someone to regulate it.

When Meng Qiqi heard this, she immediately expressed her willingness to help, and Zheyan taught her how to use special spiritual techniques to stabilize the spiritual energy of the peach forest.

Meng Qiqi began to try it with great interest, but unexpectedly, this spiritual technique required a telepathic connection with the peach tree. In the process of communicating with the peach tree, Meng Qiqi unknowingly deepened her feelings for the peach forest.

Zheyan looked at Meng Qiqi's busy figure and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zheyan felt a sense of accomplishment as he watched Meng Qiqi busying around in the peach forest.

However, he was going to Qingqiu soon. He strolled over to Meng Qiqi and whispered, "Qiqi, the peaches in the peach forest are about to ripen. Can you help me take care of them?"

Meng Qiqi was worried that she had nothing to do during this period, but when she heard Zheyan say this, she immediately became excited and agreed without hesitation.

Zheyan smiled slightly, handed her a small jade bottle, and told her that it was used to collect the essence of spiritual peaches.

Meng Qiqi took the jade bottle and started her new task happily, while Zheyan stood by, watching her busy figure and feeling secretly proud.

Then, he left the peach forest with peace of mind.

During the time when Zheyan was not in the peach forest, Meng Qiqi discovered a forgotten spiritual spring deep in the peach forest, so she went to the spiritual spring pool every day to soak in it to relieve her physical fatigue.

Every day, he shuttled between the peach forest and the spiritual spring, and gradually discovered that this spiritual water was of great help to his cultivation.

After Zheyan returned from Qingqiu, he suggested that Meng Qiqi follow him to learn medical skills.

From the initial reluctance, Meng Qiqi gradually developed a strong interest in medical skills and magic.

Her talent gradually emerged. Not only could she accurately mix various potions, but she could also skillfully use spells for auxiliary treatment.

Her technique became more and more proficient, and she was even able to complete some complex treatments independently under Zheyan's guidance.

She always appears in front of Zheyan and Baizhen in a long blue gauze dress. Blue symbolizes coldness and mystery, just like her unique temperament, which is a touch of brilliance in Zheyan's mysterious medical skills.

Meng Qiqi's technique is very skilled. Whether she is collecting herbs or refining pills, it shows her deep understanding of medical skills and exquisite use of magic.

That day, she found Zhe Yan.

"Master, I want to learn the second stage of medical skills." Meng Qiqi said sincerely.

Zhe Yan raised an eyebrow: "Why do you suddenly want to learn the second stage of medicine?"

Meng Qiqi's eyes were firm: "My disciple thinks that relying solely on swordsmanship can only kill the enemy or protect yourself. If you encounter an injured person in the future, or if you are seriously injured, it can also save your own life."

After hearing this, Zhe Yan clapped his hands and laughed: "Good idea."

So, Meng Qiqi began the second stage of learning medicine from Zheyan.

The medical books in the second stage were difficult to understand, and there were many types of herbs, but she did not slack off at all.

In the early morning, she carried a bamboo basket and went up the mountain with Zheyan to collect herbs and identify the characteristics of various herbs. During the day, she studied medical books in the house, memorizing symptoms and prescriptions. At night, she practiced preparing medicines by candlelight.

Sometimes, in order to remember the medicinal properties of a medicine, she even tasted it herself.

Zheyan saw this and felt very relieved.

As time went by, Meng Qiqi gradually mastered a lot of medical knowledge, and occasionally she could offer unique insights when Zheyan was treating patients.

During the long years, he quietly followed Zhe Yan, learned silently, and kept every one of his teachings in mind.

Beneath Meng Qiqi's cool exterior lies a thirst for knowledge, and she carefully records every detail that Zhe Yan teaches her every day.

Her medical skills became more and more sophisticated, and she even surpassed Zhe Yan in some aspects.

However, she never became complacent and remained humble and hardworking.

He often went deep into the valley alone to collect herbs, or read ancient medical books under the moonlight late at night.

In the practice of magic, Meng Qiqi showed amazing talent. Every time she cast a spell and used her swordsmanship was as graceful as dancing, yet extremely powerful.

During these ten thousand years, Meng Qiqi grew from a cold and beautiful woman into a fairy with superb medical skills and exquisite magic.

After ten thousand years of development, Meng Qiqi not only became Zheyan's favorite student.

Over the past ten thousand years, Meng Qiqi has become an indispensable presence by Zheyan's side.

That day, Zheyan stared at Meng Qiqi, and his gentle eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Meng Qiqi nodded slightly, the long sword in her hand gleaming coldly in the sunlight, her attention completely focused on the opponent in front of her, Bai Zhen.

Bai Zhen looked at Meng Qiqi opposite him and began to prepare to perform sword skills.

Every time she swung her sword, it seemed to drive the surrounding aura, as if the whole world was following her rhythm.

Meng Qiqi's swordsmanship is more agile than before, and the light flickering on the tip of the sword is as bright as stars.

Bai Zhen's eyes flashed with admiration, and he praised softly: "Qiqi, your swordsmanship has reached a new level."

Hearing this, Meng Qiqi's lips curled up slightly, a hint of pride flashed in her eyes, and the sword in her hand became more sharp.

Zheyan was lying on a peach tree nearby, looking at Meng Qiqi with a gaze as gentle as flowing water, yet with a hint of subtle affection.

His eyes lingered on Meng Qiqi's figure, as if he wanted to engrave her every move into his heart.

The tip of Meng Qiqi's sword trembled slightly, and sword energy overflowed, but she did not notice Zhe Yan's gaze at all.

It wasn't until the battle was over that she turned around and smiled at him, a smile that showed no sign of awareness.

Meng Qiqi walked briskly, like petals dancing in the spring wind, and ran straight towards Zhe Yan.

Her face was filled with a bright smile, and her cheeks were lightly flushed, like dewy peach blossoms, delicate and beautiful.

Her hands were slightly open, as if she was expecting something, and her eyes were shining with excitement.

Her long hair fluttered gently as she ran, emitting a faint fragrance that made people fall in love with it.

When she stopped in front of Zhe Yan, her eyes were full of anticipation and desire, as if to say, "Look, I did it!"

Zheyan looked deeply into Meng Qiqi's eyes, and saw his figure reflected in those pupils as clear as autumn water.

It was as if she was saying that in the whole world, he was her only everything.