Zi Chen's Immortal Path: My Master Invites Me to Practice Together

She was wearing a moon-white fairy skirt, the hem of which was embroidered with silver silk cloud patterns, swaying gently with her steps, like frost flowing under the moon. Her long black hair is like a waterfall, tied up with only a white jade hairpin, revealing her smooth forehead and slender neck. Her skin is as good as snow, her eyebrows are picturesque, and her eyes are like autumn water, clear and deep. Just one look at her seems to be able to suck in a person's soul.