Longevity Begins with Marrying a Wife

  Chapter 199 I am no longer me

  The space around the phantom of the highest throne in warm colors kept trembling and distorting, and the sea around the deserted island was even more turbulent. Until the waves calmed down, this space was still silent.

   Time passed little by little.

  When the sunset and dusk reflect the fiery red light along the sea level.

That gentle voice sounded, "Junior brother, although there are only you and me left in our lineage, but the blood of Master and the others has been sprinkled on all continents and all over the world, and this place is our destination, so no matter what, There is absolutely no room for loss from all over the world!"

  Her voice was unusually cold.

  The head of Chunmanyuan said lightly: "I understand."

  The voice fell.

   The phantom of the Scarlet Throne gradually faded.

   Just as it was about to disappear, Wen Runsheng asked again: "How much time is left before the activation of the ancient **** array?"

   "Fifteen years...maybe less!"

   "Are you still going to insist on breaking through the barrier?"

  With the disappearance of the blood color, there is no echo in this sea area.

Wen Runsheng gritted her teeth and cursed paranoidly, and frowned. The strength of the first seat in Chunmanyuan was only slightly weaker than hers. Can suppress at most.

"time is limited!"

   Finally, with a helpless sigh, the highest throne of warm colors leaves.

  …

   Wei Guo.

  Yunshan Swamp on the edge of Shiwanda Mountain.

  The silver-white cloud boat quickly traveled between the misty mountain peaks. Shen Ping and his wives and concubines looked down at the passing scenery below, and their moods fluctuated slightly.

   This area where the Jinyang Sect opened up wasteland.

   carries too many memories of them.

  Although there is warmth and companionship in it, more of it is the pain and struggle of practicing at the bottom.

   "Husband."

   "Yunshanfang is coming soon."

  Yu Yan pursed her lips, and her white palm tightly held Shen Ping's.

  The same is true for Wang Yun and Bai Yuying.

  They stared at the front without blinking. After passing this mountain, it was Yunshanfang where they had lived for a long time.

Mu Jin looked at the generous back in front of her, and couldn't help but see bits and pieces of her past at Yunshanfang. When she first met her husband, he was just a third-level talisman master who practiced Qi. Carefully, facing her, an external member of Zhenbaolou, she never dared to glance too much...

   Watching out for dikes is his norm.

  However, now only a few dozen years have passed, and my husband has not only succeeded in building the foundation, but has also been promoted to a core member of Zhenbaolou, accompanied by two real people in the late stage of Jindan.

  These changes in circumstances are truly earth-shaking.

  When several people's thoughts were flying.

  Yunzhou crossed the last mountain peak.

  The vast Yunshan swamp came into view immediately.

   As the light escapes, it keeps approaching.

  Swamp monsters, large mineral veins, Chenjiafang City... These familiar but somewhat unfamiliar scenery brought Shen Ping and his wives and concubines back to the bottom-level years of cultivation.

   A moment.

   Yunshanfang, which looks like a small city, has arrived!

   The escape light is removed.

  Shen Ping and the others landed on the edge of the end of the main road in Yunshanfang.

brush.

Immediately, many gazes and spiritual senses came to detect them, but when they sensed the powerful pressure of spiritual sense and foundation building spiritual pressure, and even the oppression of unfathomable magic power, all the gazes and spiritual senses quickly shrank back, one by one hurriedly Bow down and salute.

   His face was filled with panic and uneasiness.

  They never thought that there would be Jindan Daoist in this group of people. It seems that such strong people will directly arrive at Jinyangzong or the bustling area of ​​Fangshi, and rarely appear on the edge of Fangshi.

  Shen Ping didn't care about these casual cultivators, but restrained his breath, and walked along the main road to Fangshi.

  Pei Huoyu and Qiu Ying looked at the Qi cultivating monks around them, the vigilance on their faces melted a bit, and at the same time, they suppressed the mana fluctuations on their bodies.

  The main road goes further inward.

  The casual cultivators gradually increased.

   "The last three amulets, hurry up!"

   "Fellow Daoist, come and have a look at the elixir. This is refined by a middle-grade alchemist, and the quality is guaranteed."

   "Dharma artifacts, magic artifacts of various grades, monks who need them come and have a look."

  Near Fangshi Shimen.

  The cries from the stalls on both sides came one after another.

  Many casual repairmen gathered in front of the booth, which looked very lively.

  Bai Yuying pulled Wang Yun up to her.

The vendor's eyesight was sharp, seeing the cassocks on them, he hurriedly said enthusiastically: "Seniors, the pills here are of excellent quality, and it is definitely worth the money to train younger generations. You think it is worth buying five bottles?" , or three bottles?"

  Wang Yun shook her head in embarrassment: "We won't buy it."

  The vendor said again: "If you buy five bottles, I will give you two free bottles!"

  Wang Yun let out an ah.

  Bai Yuying glared at the vendor, "You guys have already said not to buy, don't you understand?"

  The vendor shrank his head and said with an apologetic smile, "Senior, forgive me."

  Bai Yuying dragged Wang Yun to the next booth.

  Looking at the lively wives and concubines who seem to have regained their former vigor.

   Shen Ping couldn't help but slow down.

  Just walking, he frowned slightly, because he found that it was difficult for him to blend into such a lively scene like the wives and concubines.

   Walking on the familiar main road again.

  He is more like a bystander, a passerby.

  And the practice life around him has gradually drifted away from him.

   Standing in front of Fangshi Shimen.

   Raised his eyes.

  The three big characters of Yunshanfang are still vigorous and powerful.

  But when Shen Ping looked at the font written by Jindan, he no longer felt dizzy when he first saw it.

   "I'm different."

   He murmured.

   The dazed look on his face was a little more.

  Pei Huoyu, who was by her side, noticed that Shen Ping's mood was disturbed, but she didn't make a sound, but accompanied her quietly.

  What is Yunshanfang.

   She doesn't know.

  But she knew that this place must be deeply involved with Shen Ping, even a memory he couldn't let go of, and only such a place could easily cause her emotions to fluctuate.

  Although a monk re-cultivates the state, the state of mind is equally important.

  It is rare for Shen Ping to encounter such mental problems. For him, it is both a difficulty and an opportunity.

   Step over.

   In the future, breaking through the Nascent Soul's heart demon tribulation will easily break through.

  If you can’t wake up clearly.

   Then this life will be deeply troubled by the fetters of this memory.

   Walk into Fangshi.

   Xiuchun Pavilion.

   Futang.

  Illustration shop...He stopped at the places he was familiar with. Although the shop is still there, it is difficult to see the old people.

   Shen Ping walked even slower.

   Until almost you.

  He just came to the street entrance of Yunhe Lane.

   "Husband."

   "Are you all right?"

  Yu Yan noticed Shen Ping's depression, and asked aloud.

  Wang Yun and Bai Yuying all looked over.

  They were immersed in the familiar memory scene before, and did not pay attention to others.

   Take a look at this time.

   Immediately felt the difference in Shen Ping's mood.

  Wang Yun hurriedly stepped forward to hold Shen Ping's arm, and said worriedly: "Husband, it's Yuner's fault, she just went shopping by herself."

  Bai Yuying hugged the other arm, "Did my husband remember something bad?"

   "I'm fine."

   "It's just looking back on the past, and I have some feelings."

   Shen Ping shook his head and said.

   Heard this.

  The wives and concubines were a little relieved.

  They all felt the hardships of her husband's cultivation at the bottom.

   "Let's go."

   "Zone No. 056 Small Yard, No. 2 House!"

  Shen Ping took a deep breath, looked at the big characters in Yunhe Lane, and showed a smile on his face: "My husband still remembers the house we lived in."

  Bai Yuying said with a coquettish smile: "Hehe, I know that my husband will never forget."

   Immediately, a group of people stepped into the alley and arrived in front of the small courtyard not long after.

   Just stepped through the door.

   Several monks' spiritual senses swept over in the courtyard.

  Although Shen Ping and the others deliberately restrained their aura of coercion, their cassocks and various accessories were extraordinary, especially the eyes of Pei Huoyu and Qiuying, two Jindan real people, with a strong sense of oppression.

   Soon the houses in the small courtyard were opened one after another.

   "Meet a few seniors!"

  The monks hurriedly bowed and saluted.

  Shen Ping waved his hand casually, and then walked to the door of No. 2 house. There are a male and a female monk who rent this house. Their cultivation base is on the eighth and ninth floors of Qi training.

  Yu Yan stepped forward, "Two friends, we want to live in this house for two or three days. Is it convenient?"

   said.

  She handed the two of them a Thunder Light Talisman.

  See the second-order attack talisman.

  The eyes of the two monks lit up, and they hurriedly cupped their hands and said, "It's a great honor for the seniors to live in the room below, but this room is restricted by a formation..."

  Chick.

  The voice has not yet fallen.

  Pei Huoyu waved a golden light, and the formation restraint in the room suddenly shattered.

  The man trembled all over.

  Golden Elixir!

   It turned out to be Jindan Daoist!

   "A few years ago, seniors, please rest assured!"

  His voice trembled unnaturally.

  The female cultivator beside him even waved her hand quickly and said: "There is no need for the Thunder Light Talisman, the seniors can stay as long as they want."

Yu Yan put the two Thunder Light Talismans in their palms with a smile, and said with relief: "Don't panic, we just lived here for a while, and I just want to remember it when I come back this time. You can come back in two days. As for The formation restriction of the house will leave you with a second-order formation disk at that time, what do you two fellow Taoists think?"

   "I would like to obey the orders of my predecessors."

  The two monks took over the Thunder Light Talisman, suppressed the joy and nervousness in their hearts, and quickly left the yard. As for the items in the room, they were not worried at all, after all, the few in front of them had Jindan Daoist.

  How could such a strong person appreciate the low-level materials in their house.

  The monks living in the next room were envious.

  But they didn't dare to bother.

  …

  Late at night.

Shen Ping looked at the bright stars through the skylight, and there were scenes in front of his eyes, from Hongliu Lane, Yunhe Lane, Qinghe Lane in Yunshanfang, to Huiquan Lane and Tongquan Lane in Qingyang City, and finally the Yongyang Square in Lanhai Fairy City.

   Those who met, encountered things.

  Some gradually become clear, some become more blurred, and some still cannot be recalled.

  All kinds of past memories keep flickering.

  They are intertwined into bits and pieces of the years of practice, and precipitated in his heart.

   And the more I look back.

  He felt more and more at a loss.

   It seems that I can no longer find my past self, let alone see the direction of the future.

  When all memory screens disappear.

  When I came back to my senses.

  He has been standing under the skylight for half an hour.

  Hoo.

suck.

  Shen Ping suppressed the many thoughts arising in his heart, took two deep breaths, and then stepped into the main room.

  There are only Wang Yun and Bai Yuying in the room.

  Under the crystal light.

  The clothes of the two women are all taken off.

  The pink and purple thin gauze is looming.

  He seemed to have heard the call and desire in his wife and concubine, and stepped forward to tear off the gauze.

  Sink waist.

   Rein in the horse.

   Soon steered the horseshoes to roam the fertile grassland.

   Floor swaying.

  But it stopped abruptly after less than half a cup of tea.

  Shen Ping stared blankly at the Vajra Body, and froze in place.

   Let the wives and concubines comfort them.

  He kept his original posture indifferently.

   And the first floor of the house.

   Listening to the floor, Yu Yan frowned tightly. She knew how powerful her husband was. Ever since breaking through to Foundation Establishment, Wang Yun and Bai Yuying were able to convince Wang Yun and Bai Yuying every time. Such a short exchange of fish and water rarely occurred.

  Think of Shen Ping's depression during the day.

  She realized something was wrong.

  As soon as she got up and walked out of the main room, she saw Luo Qing, Qiu Ying, Yin Honglian, and Mu Jin standing quietly.

  Pei Huoyu, who was guarding the wooden ladder, said softly: "This is a matter of the state of mind of Fellow Daoist Shen. It is best to let him come out by himself."

  Yu Yan couldn't help but said: "Senior Pei, this, can this work? What if..."

  Pei Huoyu was silent for a while, then replied: "Trust him."

  …

  In the main room.

Hearing the cries of his wives and concubines, Shen Ping gradually came back from his stupor. At this moment, he already knew that there was something wrong with his state of mind. In terms of dual cultivation, they will no longer be as powerful as they are today.

   raised his eyes.

  He looked at Wang Yun and Bai Yuying, and suddenly asked, "Yuner, Yinger, do you think your husband has changed, and he is no longer the same person who stayed with you in Hongliu Lane?"

  The wives and concubines were startled.

  They finally understood the source of the matter.

  Bai Yuying subconsciously prepared to say that she hadn't changed, but when she touched Shen Ping's unprecedentedly serious face, she couldn't help swallowing the words, and for a moment she didn't know how to speak.

  The silver-white Wang Yun looked at Shen Ping, she didn't respond directly, but straightened up and said softly: "Husband, do you think the concubine is still the Yun'er who was by my side before?"

   Didn't wait for Shen Ping to respond.

Wang Yun said to herself: "In the past, Yun'er was just a mortal. She had nothing to do except serve her husband. Every time her husband went out, Yun'er was very worried, fearing that her husband would never come back. Although Hexiang is safe, Yun'er is even more frightened."

   "I am afraid that my husband will get bored one day, and I will no longer take good care of her like before, and I am even more afraid that my husband will throw Yun'er to other monks at will... At that time, Yun'er was like duckweed on the water, and would be blown away by the wind and rain at any time."

   "And now, Yun'er has changed, she is no longer the mortal she used to be, and she is no longer the panicked wife who was afraid of being abandoned by her husband."

Speaking of which.

She laughed, stretched out her hand to touch Shen Ping's face, and her eyes were full of affection like a mountain, "So the husband has indeed changed, and it is no longer the talisman in Hongliu Lane that only said to hold the hand and grow old together." Master, but the cultivator who would rather risk his life to send Yun'er out of Yunshan Fang; it is the one who has been running back and forth, and does not know what price to pay, but also reverses the destiny of Yun'er and never forgets his original intention."

   "Because of this change, Yun'er no longer has any worries, no fears, no uneasiness, and she is looking forward to what her husband said, wishing to grow old together and never be separated."

  Wife's words rang in Shen Ping's ears like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.

  The feeling of coming to Yunshanfang is out of tune with this place, and I doubt that I am no longer at a loss. At this moment, it slowly fades away, and I can’t see the future direction clearly, as if there is a bright light illuminating the way forward.

  Monks will grow.

  People will also change.

  He was once at the bottom of his practice, so he had to be cautious.

Now he has succeeded in building the foundation, and even ranks first in Qianlong's list. Talisman, puppet, spiritual root, physique, supernatural power, talent, natal, divine consciousness... Various attributes have made a qualitative leap. The strength of means is no longer comparable to what it used to be.

not to mention.

  With a purple crown, pink pink and three golds, and a rare and special body, as long as he keeps working hard, sooner or later he will have the confidence to face the world, and even the unknown and terrible!

  Looking back on the past.

  The trembling bottom-level practice years have become a part of his life.

  No need to remember.

   No need for immersion.

   What he has to do now is to brave the wind and waves, and really take an important step on his path of cultivation.

   "Don't be careless."

   "Not easy."

   "Mo Kuang."

   "Mo Lang."

   "Stick to the heart and look forward to the future!"

  Those thoughts came to mind.

  Shen Ping suddenly felt relaxed, and the confusion and darkness ahead were swept away.

  As long as there are wives and concubines.

   As long as he can still plow.

  No matter how difficult and difficult the road to longevity is, he believes that he will move forward in the end.

   "Yun'er!"

   "Ying Er!"

   "My husband's diamond body is back!"

   Heard this.

   A knowing smile appeared on the lips of the wife and concubine.

soon.

  Under the crystal lamp.

  Shen Ping completely revealed the essence of how steel is tempered in the portal.

  …

  The house is downstairs.

  Listen to the violent shaking of the floor.

  Pei Huoyu, Yu Yan, Luo Qing, Qiu Ying, Mu Jin, and Yin Honglian showed relieved smiles at the same time.

   Listened for a while.

  Yu Yan crossed her arms and said with a smile: "The view from the main room is better, and you can hear it more clearly. Sister Qiu, Sister Qinger...do you want to come together?"

  Qiu Ying, Luo Qing and the others looked at each other and nodded happily.

  They walked into the main room one after another.

   Sit cross-legged.

  Yu Yan stood at the door, "Where is Senior Pei?"

  Pei Huoyu said calmly, "I'm going to the quiet room."

  Doomed to sleepless tonight.

   the next day.

   Chen time.

   The smell of rice is overflowing in the narrow room.

It is rare for Shen Ping not to meditate and practice, but to rest and sleep until now. He stretched his body refreshed, walked out of the main room door, and saw that his wives and concubines were all seated, so he stepped forward with a smile and kissed them on the cheeks one by one. kissed.

"Have a meal!"

   Follow the start.

  While drinking Lingmi thin meat porridge, Shen Pingri saved himself and opened the virtual panel.

   Simple scan.

  The attributes of various virtual boxes are improving.

   The fastest improvement is Qiuying's wind-type alien spirit root. According to the current speed, the next transformation is not far away.

  The jade-grade spiritual root greatly increased his cultivation speed. If he transforms again, he will probably catch up with the speed of increase of the blood of the blue strange beast.

  After reading it.

  He was about to put away the panels when he noticed a subtle change.

  …

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  (end of this chapter)