Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 736

Chapter 736: 259. His Past Life, You Cannot Fathom (5.3K Words - Please Subscribe)

"The east wind brushes the willow green, staggered and uneven, on the path flowers bloom, butterfly shadows linger. By chance, new friends arrive with wine, laughing and discussing the world, intoxicated in springtime.

Fragrant grass stretches to the heavens with clouds as companions, the clear stream reflects the moon, turning to poetry. When life is joyous one must gather, never waste the golden goblet and jade cup!"

"Brother Song, excellent poem, deserving of a large toast, hahaha."

"Hehehe, Miss Qing also drank, it seems Miss Qing greatly appreciates Brother Song’s talent."

On the day of early spring.

Green willows transform into smoke.

In the haze of the mountains, there are four scholars, a lady, and a maid sitting by the sweet spring.

Curved waters flow with wine, those who pick up must compose poetry; if they fail, they drink; if they succeed and others are satisfied, the others drink, filling the place with the joyful laughter of youth.

After "The Fifth Extreme" Shi Huangzi mourned "Poetry Master" Li Zhaoye, he died at home shortly thereafter, hence Song Yan now changed his name to "Song Xiuhu," seeking new friends, and came to the mountains searching for Immortals.

Just now, the two-eared cup flowed before him, and according to the rules, he must recite poetry, so he recited the one just now, everyone admired it, and promptly drank.

Song Yan’s daily cultivation lies in waiting for the feedback of "Freedom’s Qi," and once obtained, he only needs to instantly digest it with Heaven-Reaching Wisdom, thus he has plenty of time to play around in this little world.

The sisters of the Han Family do not match him, spending much time accompanying him before, now having accumulated much breath, they find a sacred place for cultivation in the deep mountains and begin their practice.

It’s known that Song Yan’s Heaven-Reaching Wisdom can achieve in a blink, but for others, even with Talent, it takes tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of years to advance a step.

After drinking... 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Everyone began climbing the mountains seeking Immortality again.

"Seeking Immortality" is the eternal theme of this world.

Fog lingers, circling them in the mountains like a maze, never reaching the depths.

A scholar sighed: "We know the Immortal resides in these mountains, but have no fate to meet."

Another scholar said: "We don’t know the Immortal’s or Fairy’s appearance, if only we could see them once, it would be a life without regrets."

Everyone sighed and returned, descending the mountain, then went home.

Miss Qing sent someone to ask Song Yan "I didn’t get to fully hear Mr. Song’s poetry, can you come to the residence for a chat," Song Yan politely declined.

When everyone left, Song Yan went to the deep mountains where they previously searched for Immortals, opened the Cave Mansion door, and found the carefree Fairy everyone was searching for during the day at the Jade Platform, pulled off skirts, and had a joyful time.

When the four legs stopped kicking wildly and calmed down, Han Weizi fixed Song Yan’s hair, turned her face away not looking at him, then shyly said "Still lying there?"

Song Yan comfortably felt the warm and fragrant body for a long time before slowly getting up, intending to speak, but his expression suddenly changed.

Han Weizi, who knows him deeply, noticed his unusual expression, ceased laziness, and quickly got up wrapping herself in the robe like clouds, light and magnificent.

The veil draped light, settled, outlining graceful curves.

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