Finally, every time they arrived at a new city, they would draw cards after the free clinic ended.
The Sleeping Goddess and her friends travel together, offering free medical consultations, and often ride dragons.
Sometimes it's black, sometimes it's white, and behind it are several friends soaring through the air.
Initially, everyone thought that the Sleeping Goddess might only be traveling in the cultivation world, but later some people saw the Goddess in the human world and the demon world.
As they traveled to more and more places, the names of the Sleeping Goddess and her friends spread throughout the Six Realms.
And the merits, little by little, filled the magnolia mark.
As dusk settles over the mountains and rivers, we drift on a boat on the lake.
Song Tingwan said to them, "Your merits are fulfilled; you may return now."
These past few years.
They traveled together through luxurious cities and desolate deserts, encountering countless creatures.
Song Tingwan and Baili Xijiang Shidan saved many people and brought hope to many desperate people.
Shen Zhuochuan, along with Wan Qiji and Qin Xi, often intervened to help those in need, rescuing the weak and searching for lost children.
To accumulate merit, and also to follow one's heart.
"Oh, are we going back now?"
The black dragon emerged from the lake beside the light boat, revealing only its horns and a pair of eyes.
He watched them intently from beside the light boat.
The light boat rocked violently from the ripples he caused, and the hanging lamp swayed precariously.
Qin Xi smiled and bent down, cupping some water in her hands to pour it over the plant. "What, are you reluctant to go back?"
Black Dragon shook his head, and the small boat lurched violently. Shen Zhuochuan raised his hand and used his spiritual energy to stabilize it. After helping Song Tingwan to her feet, he turned and began to scold her.
"How big is this small boat? How big is your original model?"
Although it was called a reprimand, he put on a serious face, but his tone was gentle and helpless.
I knew he couldn't bear to scold his nephew.
Song Tingwan chuckled softly to the side, but Qin Xi, who was squatting down, mysteriously approached and pulled her away from Shen Zhuochuan's side.
"I have crafted a new flying artifact that can also enter water. Wan'er, would you like to guess what it is?"
During his years of travel, Qin Xi was full of inspiration and could always create many strange and wonderful treasures. For a while, Song Tingwan really couldn't guess what they were.
Wanqiji, carrying a giant sword and rowing a small boat, chuckled and said in a deep voice, "Is it a lotus boat?"
Qin Xi turned around in surprise.
Baili Xijiang also transformed into human form and flew up from the lake, landing on the light boat.
"The lotus boat? The one we collapsed because of sitting on it?"
Recalling that time, Song Tingwan smiled and said, "That time the lotus boat collapsed, and Aji used his sword to rescue us one by one. I'll never forget it."
Wan Qiji turned around awkwardly, looked at the giant sword behind him, and laughed, "I also find it quite unforgettable."
"Let's release them and see. There are five of us, so we won't collapse again, will we?"
Baili Xijiang moved closer to Qin Xi, who pushed his face away and chuckled, "I'm not that stupid."
Upon hearing this, the moonlight hung high in the sky.
Baili Xijiang grabbed the hand that was pushing him away, and said with a fawning smile, "Alright, Qin Yuanyuan, I misspoke, okay?"
The moonlight reflected in his eyes. Qin Xi was taken aback, shook him off with a light snort, and released a lotus boat with a wave of her hand.
She lifted her skirt first, leaped from the small boat onto the lotus boat, and waved to them, "Come quickly!"
As the boat sails along, it is accompanied by lotus flowers and leaves, and the fragrance of lotus seems to waft to the nose.
It is much more exquisite than her lotus boat before.
Song Tingwan's eyes lit up with joy as she lifted her skirt and stepped forward.
The others followed suit.
“Not bad, not bad, it’s exactly the same as before.” Baili Xijiang put his hands on his hips and turned around. “It’s even more spacious than before.”
Qin Xi proudly raised her head, and Song Tingwan softly praised her for a long time.
A group of people stood on a brand-new lotus boat, chatting away.
When Wanqiji mentioned what she had just said about going back, Baili Xijiang was startled.
"Hey, if I'm going back, the Jade-Faced Fox mask in the city was so beautiful, I want to go back and buy it for Xiao Ao."
Qin Xi was also tempted. "I saw a black and red hairband in the jewelry store that would suit Sister A Yao. I want to go back and buy it too."
I glanced at it before and left in a hurry, but now that I'm saying I'm going back, I want to buy some gifts to give to everyone.
The two left without warning, leaving Song Tingwan and Shen Zhuochuan alone on the lotus boat.
Wan Qiji stood to the side, giving them a bewildered smile, "I'll go too."
Having said that, he swung the giant sword forward and rode it to catch up with the two chattering figures who had left.
The lotus boat suddenly became quiet and deserted. Song Tingwan and Shen Zhuochuan turned their heads and looked at each other.
"Pfft." Song Tingwan laughed. "These people are getting more and more unruly."
It seems that when you're with your friends, no matter how outrageous or silly you are, there will always be someone to keep you company.
Qin Xi, once a composed young master of the Tianji Sect, has become lively and cheerful again.
Shen Zhuochuan nodded and smiled. Seeing her casually sit down by the boat, he sat with her at the bow, gazing at the scenery of the mountains and rivers under the twilight, with the starry river and bright moon.
He was about to say how beautiful the scenery was when he saw her slightly furrowed brows, looking up at the hanging moon as if she were lost in thought.
"Is there still no news from Ayao?" He pondered for a moment and asked gently.
Song Tingwan rested her head on his shoulder and replied softly, "No reply."
"We've collected enough merit, and as Auntie said, Ayao's side will be ready soon too."
"Mmm," she responded softly, but still looked dejected.
Shen Zhuochuan lowered his eyes and saw the sorrow in her eyes, then gently kissed her lips.
"Fortunately, cultivators don't grow white hair, otherwise Wan'er's worries would surely cause her to grow white hair."
He joked, and Song Tingwan leaned into his arms, her eyes sparkling as she lay in his embrace, hugging his neck and laughing: "Do you think you'll dislike me just because I have gray hair?"
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