Rural Shennong

After a night of lingering, Du Shiman's feelings for Chen Ping sublimated.

So she didn't even wash her face, and when she woke up in the morning, she was tired of being beside Chen Ping until she had breakfast.

Hearing what Chen Ping said, Du Shiman vaguely noticed the strangeness of his body.

She quickly got up and ran to the cloakroom at the door, wanting to see what had changed in herself.

Du Shiman was stunned when he saw the familiar yet strange figure in the mirror.

Next year, Du Shiman will be 30 years old. It is said that men have 31 flowers and women have [-] dregs.

Although Du Shiman usually pays attention to maintenance, she is suffering from a career madness. Sometimes she is dizzy and dizzy when she is busy with filming and announcements, and her diet and sleep are not regular.

So there are already some very fine wrinkles on her face, and her skin is not very shiny.

Every time she goes out, she has to dress up carefully and cover up these blemishes with various high-end cosmetics.

After using Dongling Cream, her skin improved somewhat.

Now she just got up, she hasn't washed her face yet, she is completely bare.

But in the mirror, she didn't look like she had put on makeup, but she looked like she had been beautified, her skin was moist and shiny, it was the kind of white and rosy, from the inside out.

Du Shiman stared at it carefully, not missing a single detail. The face in the mirror was so beautiful that she felt unreal.

After finally accepting the change in her appearance, Du Shiman admired her skin again.

Hands are a woman's second face, Du Shiman felt that she couldn't get enough of her own hands.

Chen Ping didn't wait for Du Shiman to come out for a long time, and couldn't help but go to the cloakroom to look for her: "Is it still stinky? Can you finish the meal first?"

Du Shiman jumped onto Chen Ping with a cheer, and entangled him like an octopus: "Honey, I still want to!"

Chen Ping's eyelids twitched: "You are so realistic. You were my dear just now, but now you are my husband? My job title has been upgraded too fast."

Du Shiman licked his lips: "You are Tang Monk meat, and I am a tortured little goblin, how about I call you a holy monk?"

"Holy Monk, I'm not hungry right now. If I don't want to eat, I just want to eat you."

Chen Ping carried Du Shiman, who was hanging on him like a koala, to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

"I'm not a Tang monk, and even if you have this kind of change in the future, it won't change so drastically."

He told Du Shiman the secret of practicing together and improving together.

After Du Shiman listened, he begged unrelentingly: "I still want to become more beautiful, even a little bit."

Chen Ping said helplessly: "You are already beautiful."

"You don't need makeup when you go out now, and everyone who sees you will be crazy."

"No matter how beautiful you become, can you still go out of the sky?"

Du Shiman hugged Chen Ping's neck tightly, twisting her waist to play tricks: "I don't care, I just want to be beautiful anyway."

Chen Ping made Du Shiman turn back and forth angrily: "You need to clean up, right? You asked for it yourself."

Du Shiman didn't know that Chen Ping didn't try his best to torment her last night.

She didn't even know that Chen Ping had healed her after she passed out last night.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Du Shiman realized what kind of mistake she had made.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Du Shiman recalled how he begged for mercy, and buried his head in the quilt in shame and indignation: "It's too embarrassing, I can't live!"

Chen Ping left Du Shiman's villa refreshed.

Maybe it's because Du Shiman's vital yin hasn't dissipated yet, Chen Ping's cultivation has made a little breakthrough, and the No.80 seven meridians are not far away from being fully connected.

He has now noticed the small bottleneck that the more the number of meridians are connected, the slower the progress.

"Eighty meridians have one hurdle, 85 meridians have one hurdle, and 87 meridians have another hurdle." Chen Ping clenched his fists, feeling the surging power in his body.

"If this goes on like this, it won't be a small bottleneck for every meridian to be penetrated in the future, right?"

"But it's okay, every time I break through the small bottleneck, my cultivation will rise to a higher level, and it's not impossible for those who are strong in the Embodied Realm to stand for a while!"

"Within ten days, I will be able to penetrate the No.80 seven meridians."

"If I penetrate more than ninety meridians..."

Thinking of this, Chen Ping's eyes were full of fighting spirit.

He didn't know that the martial artist in the martial arts world now has 87 meridians.

It is not in history that there are warriors who have penetrated more than 90 meridians. It is said that Cangxing Layman, the founder of the Cangxing Sect, has penetrated more than [-] meridians.

At that time, it was still the former dynasty, there was no separation between Xijiang and Dongjiang, and there were no industrial and commercial associations.

Everyone in the Tiandao League has heard a legend. It is said that the layman Cang Xing had penetrated more than 90 meridians, and when his inner strength was at its peak, he fought against the strong master of the bone-changing realm for [-] rounds without losing.

The current suzerain of Cangxing Sect is the disciple and grandson of Layman Cangxing, who has seen the living Patriarch of Kaipai.

He personally confirmed that this rumor is still very credible.

Hundreds of years ago, after Layman Cang Xing entered the secret realm and disappeared, there has never been a second martial artist who has penetrated more than [-] meridians in the martial arts world.

Chen Ping didn't know how strong he was now, let alone how his current cultivation level would shock the entire martial arts world if it was revealed publicly.

But he already had the courage to fight against the master of the Embodied Realm.

Liao Qiming, the elder of the outer sect of the Cangxing Sect who was regarded as an opponent by Chen Ping, had just arrived at the entrance of Huaying Entertainment's headquarters building.

He was wearing a navy blue suit, with a fit body and long black hair casually hanging over his shoulders.

If it weren't for that strong suit, he would have looked like a handsome uncle in his early forties.

In fact, his real age is over 60 years old.

It's just because of his success in cultivation that he looks so young.

Behind him were several masters of the Cangxing Sect, Bao Zhixi also followed.

Hua Dewen did not dare to lift his head, bowed his body and said: "Elder Liao has come from a long way, I have prepared a banquet for you to welcome you, we..."

Liao Qiming interrupted with a wave of his hand: "There is no rush to eat, please report to me about the company's situation first!"

This person in front of him is a real martial arts master, Hua Dewen didn't dare to have any objections, he followed Liao Qiming bravely, and took the elevator to the meeting room on the top floor.

After Liao Qiming sat down expressionlessly, Hua Dewen felt great pressure, and he began to report on his work.

He didn't dare to lie and fool.

To deceive the master of the sect, or to be a full-time inspector sent by the sect, is countless times more serious than the consequences of his poor management.

Before Liao Qiming finished listening, he interrupted in a cold voice: "Needless to say!"

"You trash, you have completely embarrassed your brother."

"The sect handed over such an important property in the secular world to you, and it has such a deep foundation before, and you managed it like this? What should you do!"

Hua Dewen's legs softened in fright and he knelt on the ground: "Elder Liao, please calm down, I know that I am guilty of poor management!"

"But it can't be all my fault. It's that bastard named Chen Ping who dug up the company's pillar Du Shiman, and still has trouble with me in every aspect, which led to the decline in the company's profits."

With his face on the ground, Hua Dewen's eyes flickered, and he thought to himself: "Chen Ping, don't blame me, you will be blamed for this!"