MTL - Longevity Begins with Marrying a Wife-Chapter 106 that joy
Chapter 106 That Joy
Qingyang City.
Tongquan Lane.
The core of the third-order spiritual veins at the bottom of the lake.
There is a spiritual mist rising here all the year round, and every morning and sunset will be accompanied by glowing rays of light.
It is difficult for ordinary Jindan real people to live here.
However, most of those who can form alchemy will find a spiritual cave to live in, and rarely choose to live in Qingyang City.
Deacon Xia, as the deacon in charge of Zhenbao Building, spends most of his time here. Although the spacious single-family courtyard is not as secluded and quiet as Lingmai Cave Mansion, he is used to it after living for a long time.
"Qualification assessment..."
These days.
He didn't go to the Zhenbao Building, but he was still worried about the qualification examination of the qi training talisman master. Jindan Daoist has a lifespan of 500 years. Jin Dan is not enough.
It takes hundreds of years to improve each small realm. If you encounter a bottleneck, sometimes it takes decades for one card. After working hard to reach the perfection of the golden core, you have to prepare various resources to advance to the Nascent Soul. All previous efforts were wasted.
The mind is tenacious and starts again, unable to bear the blow, it becomes decadent and stops.
And Zhenbaolou is spread all over the world, with sufficient resources.
But even a deacon like Deacon Xia, who is stationed in the main station, cannot easily obtain promotion resources, but if there is a special guest minister, the situation will be completely different.
"It's hard!"
In the small courtyard.
Deacon Xia drank the spirit wine alone and sighed. He was over 400 years old, and he had to prepare all kinds of life-prolonging elixir and rare treasures in dozens of years of cold and heat. The baby threshold, let alone the baby!
嗡~
At this time.
The communication symbol trembled slightly.
is news from shopkeeper Qu.
He was a little nervous for a while.
"Senior Xia, congratulations, congratulations!"
Hear the sound.
Deacon Xia's eyes were staring straight, and then he stood up suddenly. He picked up the jade gourd and poured spiritual wine into his mouth, "Okay, okay!"
…
The entrance of Zhenbao Building.
Shopkeeper Qu delivered Shen Ping himself.
After congratulating the other guests, they did not continue to chat, but took leave of interest and left. In the future, when Shen Fushi's joy calms down, it will not be too late for them to make friends.
"Senior Qu!"
"Thank you for your cooperation!"
Shen Ping saluted respectfully.
Before and after this qualification examination, shopkeeper Qu helped a lot. Maybe the other party just did it with a little effort, but he accepted the favor.
Shopkeeper Qu said with a smile, "Master Shen Fu, don't be polite. You earned it yourself to pass the qualification examination. Even if Qu doesn't say anything, you will be able to stand out in Zhenbao Building sooner or later with your level of talisman dao... Not too much today. Excuse me, I believe Shen Fushi wants to see his relatives more now!"
He arched his hands and turned to leave.
Heard this.
The faces of wives and concubines appeared before Shen Ping's eyes.
The urgency to go home in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
…
Huiquan Lane A No. 13 courtyard.
Yu Yan sat cross-legged on the bed in the wing room, opened her eyes from time to time and looked at the gate of the courtyard through the wooden window.
Wang Yun carefully watered the jujube seedlings with a gourd of spiritual water, but her eyes kept on not far away.
Bai Yuying, who is usually the most active in going to the quiet room to practice, also sits bored beside the stone platform, staring at the small courtyard with her chin in her palm.
Luo Qing meticulously wiped the tables and wooden chairs in the hall. She has been repeating such actions these days.
The setting sun and sunset glow redden the sky.
The four girls shook their heads one after another and sighed.
Bai Yuying snapped her fingers, "One day, two days... Husband has been away for many days, why hasn't he come back, Yinger is going to die of pain."
Wang Yun was about to ask if he wanted to cook today, when he saw a slanted figure outside the small courtyard approaching constantly.
She was overjoyed and rushed out.
"Husband!"
bumped into his arms.
Wang Yun hugged Shen Ping's broad waist tightly, sniffing and sniffing the smell that was familiar to the depths of flesh and blood memory.
Shen Ping laughed, he raised his head, Bai Yuying, Yu Yan, Luo Qing were already standing at the gate of the small courtyard, with his arms outstretched.
Bai Yuying was soon buried deeply in his chest.
A moment.
He walked to the small courtyard, looked at Yu Yanluo and said softly: "It's been so many days, I've kept you waiting for a long time... Let's celebrate tonight!"
Yu Yan folded her hands on her chest, her curves were about to come out, and she smiled at the corner of her lips: "Husband, why do you need to be at night, why not now?"
Bai Yuying shook Shen Ping's arm, "Husband, Yinger can't wait for a moment."
Shen Ping was stunned.
He looked at his wives and concubines one by one again, after confirming the eager eyes.
Such an opportunity.
How can I bear it!
Immediately took a tiger step.
Suddenly.
The small courtyard has disappeared.
In the middle of the bedroom, there are four glamorous aprons, pink, purple, white, and pink, falling down. Sweet pomelo can be vaguely seen in the white and moist skin, the cute upside-down jade bowl, and the Yingying A handful of peaches and crisp apples.
Shen Ping reined in his waist.
Sometimes wandering in the winding and rugged mountains, sometimes crossing the clear springs of small bridges and flowing water, until he was walking on the flat grassland, he had no time to stop and watch the horseshoe marks left behind along the way.
The mountains are far-reaching.
Clear spring trickle.
The grassland is plump.
Horseshoes are thick.
Every landscape is worthy of immersion.
Even though Shen Ping has enjoyed the scenery, he doesn't know which beauty to cherish at the moment.
He can only do his best.
Sharing the joy in my heart.
A few days later.
The light at dawn floods into the bedroom with the wooden windows pushed open.
The cold winter air rolled in.
The rich, warm taste fades quickly.
Shen Ping came to the small courtyard and stretched his waist refreshed. He looked at Chaoyang and showed his first smile in a few days.
At this time.
Yu Yan, who changed into a robe, came out.
"Husband, the Nancheng store has not been open for a while, I'll go and have a look."
"I'll go with you."
"There should be a degree of relaxation, in a few days, I'm afraid I will be busy again!"
Seeing Yu Yan's surprise, Shen Ping couldn't help explaining.
He has completely released the joy in his heart these few days.
But passing the qualification examination does not mean that he can relax for a long time, because just the day before yesterday, shopkeeper Qu summoned him to visit Zhenbaolou by the end of next month.
Although the specific matter was not mentioned, it probably has something to do with the assessment of the special guest minister.
Go this far.
Regardless of whether the follow-up special guest minister can pass, he will try it.
Si Shi early.
The two came to the main street of Nancheng.
Noisy noises immediately followed one after another, among which monks selling all kinds of talismans, pills, and magic weapons dominated the mainstream. Compared with other main streets in Qingyang City, Nancheng looked more chaotic, but it was a place where casual cultivators often came.
Yu Yan rented a small shop, but it was not far from the entrance of the main street, and the rent was slightly higher. She brought Shen Ping into the shop, as if walking into another place, and the noisy sounds in her ears disappeared immediately.
Finger flick.
The dust on the shelves in the store is quickly cleaned, and the whole store will look brand new in a short while.
Shen Ping walked behind the counter and looked at the monks outside. He had a fresh impression of the shopkeeper. Subconsciously, he thought of the shopkeeper Chen from Xiuchun Pavilion, and sighed softly: "I don't know what happened to the old locust tree in the backyard. ..."
(end of this chapter)
