She is Jianxiu

The boy had red lips, white teeth, and a chubby face. He looked like he was about eleven or twelve years old. He had two small locks on his head and wore an apricot yellow Taoist robe. He didn't even look up when he heard me. He just buried his head and fiddled with the things in his hands. He said perfunctorily, "I know, I know. Go wait outside. I'll call you when Master Miao is free."

Deng Tong knew that this person didn't take this matter seriously. If he really left like this, he would never see Miao Chunxiu again. He cursed the little beast in his heart, and then lowered his eyes to see that the boy was playing with a porcelain bottle the size of a palm. As his palm moved, the things inside made a gurgling sound. Deng Tong knew that this was the elixir given to the disciples by the Zhu Xuan Sect. He thought that he had been a Taoist for so many years, but he hadn't eaten a few bites of the real elixir. The Zhu Xuan Sect was so rich that even a child could enjoy this thing.

Seeing that there was no one around, he suddenly had an evil idea. He reached out and snatched the porcelain bottle from the boy, and shouted in a low voice: "How can you hold this thing in your hand at such a young age? Aren't you afraid that it will be stolen? I am an old acquaintance of your uncle Miao. Now I will act as your elder and help you keep this thing for the time being."

The boy wanted to shout when his elixir was taken away from him. Deng Tong saw something was wrong and quickly reached out to cover his mouth. At this time, a deep and pleasant voice came from the Taoist temple: "Brother Deng is getting worse and worse. Now he wants to snatch something from a child. He is not afraid of losing his dignity."

Deng Tong raised his eyes and saw the man coming in a scarlet robe, which made his face look like jade and his body like pine and bamboo. But now he was walking towards him with his eyes downcast, making him look as miserable as a rat crossing the street.

He gritted his teeth secretly, but put the pills he had snatched into his arms, and said with a smile: "What are you talking about, Brother Miao? I didn't steal or rob. I was just keeping it for this young friend."

Miao Chunxiu cursed inwardly that he was shameless, and could only casually give the boy another bottle of elixir, and then led Deng Tong into the house and sat down. As soon as he entered the house, he began to look around, looking at the surrounding furnishings with greed on his face, and couldn't help frowning and asked: "What do you want to see me for? Didn't I tell you not to come to the temple to look for me?"

Deng Tong couldn't care less about the purpose of the visitor after hearing this. He just wanted to jump up and curse, pointing his finger at the man and explaining the past events to him. However, Miao Chunxiu had already joined the Zhu Xuan Sect and her cultivation level was higher than his. She had become a Condensed Yuan cultivator. Therefore, Deng Tong was still a little afraid that Miao Chunxiu would turn against him and kill him. So he softened his tone and said, "If I hadn't been desperate, why would I come to Brother Miao for help? I think you have established a firm foothold in the Zhu Xuan Sect now, so why don't you take me in to enjoy a peaceful life? You should know that both of us were enlightened by the same person, so we deserve to be called brothers."

It turned out that Miao Chunxiu and Deng Tong were both from Longdi. When they were young, they worked as apprentices in a pharmacy. Later, they were enlightened by an old Taoist priest who passed by and embarked on the path of Taoism. The only difference was that Miao Chunxiu had excellent aptitude and was accepted as a disciple by Zhu Xuan Sect soon afterwards. Since then, he had stopped being a casual cultivator. However, Deng Tong did not have such fate. Until he met Leling Hou, he had been busy running around for food and clothing and for cultivation.

"I have my own mentor, so how can I be your brother?" Miao Chunxiu was secretly annoyed and asked, "You have already accepted the offerings of Leling Hou, so how can you say that you have nowhere to go?"

At this time, Deng Tong remembered the purpose of his visit today. He chuckled twice, took a step forward and sat down on the big chair, rolling his eyes and said, "Alas, this matter is a long story, and it seems to have something to do with Brother Miao's sect. I came here this time just to share your worries." Miao Chunxiu didn't believe it, glanced at him and said, "Don't be vague here, what does this matter have to do with my Zhuxuan Sect."

Although he was quite impatient with Deng Tong in his words, he also showed tolerance for him, which was really surprising.

Miao Chunxiu thought that the old Taoist had given each of them a spell, but he didn't take it seriously. But after he joined Zhu Xuan Sect and his cultivation became more and more advanced, he discovered that the old Taoist was not an ordinary cultivator, and the spells he taught were no less powerful than the secret ones of Zhu Xuan Sect. So he tried his best to get the other spell from Deng Tong. Unexpectedly, Deng Tong had already hidden it, and no matter how many times he tried to ask him indirectly, he still didn't reveal a single bit of it. Instead, the other party realized the value of this spell, and relied on it over the years, and asked him for a lot of money and property.

Deng Tong wanted to speak, but was afraid that Qin Yuke would bear a grudge against him after today. He thought that he would not go back to Leling Marquis Mansion, so he might as well take the things and run away to avoid being looked down upon here. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible. He immediately stepped forward and said to Miao Chunxiu: "I won't bargain with you. If you give me 100 kilograms of spiritual ointment, I will give you the magic that the old Taoist priest taught me, and then I will tell you about the things in Leling Marquis Mansion. Whether it will work or not, it's up to you to decide!"

Miao Chunxiu glared and pretended to be shocked and angry, but she was secretly delighted in her heart that it was fortunate that Deng Tong was short-sighted and did not know the true value of the magic. If this thing really fell into his hands, not to mention a hundred kilograms of spiritual ointment, even a thousand kilograms or ten thousand kilograms would not be enough to exchange it for it.

"Humph, you are so arrogant!" He slammed the table and shouted, frightening Deng Tong so much that his face turned pale. Then he showed a look of pain and said unhappily, "Tell me about it now. I will have someone send the stuff to your place the next day. If you don't hand over the spell to me by then, I will be able to find you even if you run to the ends of the earth!"

Deng Tong was also ruthless when he heard this. He snorted, "Then I'll tell you, two great monks with great powers came to Leling Marquis's mansion. They claim to be from the Xiyue Sect. Now they are coming to the capital with Leling Marquis to replace your Zhuxuan Sect! One of them is surnamed Qin and the other is surnamed Zhao. The Qin one can fly a thousand miles a day, and the Zhao one can turn a person back to youth with a snap of a finger. They are not ordinary people. Leling Marquis ignored us and treated us as if we were not a thing because of these two people!"

In order to make his words seem useful, Deng Tong bragged about Master Zhao and his apprentice. Miao Chunxiu was half-believing and half-doubting. She frowned and said, "Who is this cultivator who is so powerful? Riding on clouds is not a difficult thing. He can also make people look younger? It can't be a trick, right?"

  Seeing that he didn't believe it, Deng Tong also raised his voice and said, "You don't know yet, Leling Hou and the King of Shaoyun behind him have long been dissatisfied with your Zhuxuan faction. Now that they have found new support, they will no longer bow down to you. I am afraid that my present will be your future!

"That's all I have to say. Whether you believe it or not is up to you." (End of this chapter)