Longevity Begins with Marrying a Wife

  Chapter 200 Old friend and parting

  【Your wife will never give up on you, the current emotion level is 100+40】

  【Double Repair Bonus: 14】

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  【You and the Taoist couple are in love, the current emotion level is 100+60】

  【Double repair bonus: 16】

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  【Your Taoist companion is dependent on you for life and death, current emotion level: 60+20】

  【Double Repair Bonus: 12】

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  【Your Taoist companion depends on you for life and death, and the current emotion degree is 100+20】

  【Double Repair Bonus: 12】

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  【Your Taoist partner is devoted to you, the current emotion level is 40+20】

  【Double Repair Bonus: 12】

  …

  Wang Yun, Yu Yan, Bai Yuying, Luo Qing, Mu Jin, and the others, one purple, one pink, and three metals showed changes in their attributes.

  Both emotion and addition have been slightly increased.

If it was before the pink frame appeared, Shen Ping wouldn't have cared too much about it, but since he guessed that the emotional level behind it might be his own emotional level for his wives, concubines, and Taoist couples, every time he reflected on his At any time, you will pay extra attention to the changes in this column.

pity.

  No matter how he greets his relatives, he takes good care of him.

   None of the emotion levels above have improved in the slightest.

Since then.

  Shen Ping understands that some affection may deceive others, but it is difficult to deceive himself, and the attribute box shows the true emotion deep in his heart.

  In this cruel world of cultivating immortals.

  He has walked on thin ice to the present, even if he has successfully established his foundation and his strength and identity have been greatly improved, he dare not unreservedly like wives and concubines.

   There is a place for them in my heart.

   This is already the limit of what Shen Ping can do.

   But this moment.

  After experiencing the confused state of mind last night, he has a clear path forward.

  The window hidden in the bottom of my heart opened quietly without knowing it.

   It is for this reason.

  Wife, concubine, and Taoist couples have not moved for a long time. The emotion level has been improved, and the original twelve limits of the dual cultivation bonus have also broken through the limit along with the change in emotion level.

   What the future holds.

  Shen Ping doesn't know, but he knows that at least from this moment on, the position of wives, concubines and Taoists in his heart is irreplaceable.

   Collapses the virtual panel.

  Looking at Yingying Yanyan, the beautiful wives and concubines.

  He smiled and said: "It is really a blessing for my husband and three lives to have you by my side!"

  The wives and concubines all smiled coquettishly when they heard this.

Bai Yuying even sat on Shen Ping's left leg coquettishly, with her arms around her neck, and said with a fragrant breeze between her lips and teeth: "My husband hasn't said such heart-warming words for a while, hehe, but Yinger Like to hear."

  Shen Ping squeezed his fair face, and took advantage of the opportunity to hug Yingying's girdle, jokingly said: "You have a sweet mouth, are you greedy for Dewanglou's Huosheng chicken again, let my husband see if you are drooling!"

   "My husband is really bad."

   "Yinger is greedy every day, it's not like you don't know, you still need to check, hum."

  Bai Yuying blinked her eyes, and said with a half-smile: "From my concubine's perspective, my husband just likes to let Yinger show off her rushing skills in the public."

Snapped.

  Tap the palm lightly on the round curve.

  Shen Ping had a serious expression on his face, "Ying Er, don't get me wrong, my husband just wants to see how narrow this cramped space is."

  Yu Yan couldn't help laughing and said: "My husband has lived here for so long, don't you know how narrow the room is?"

  Luo Qing, who was always not good at words, suddenly said: "Qing'er thinks that the main house where Sister Yu Yan lives is the narrowest and deep."

"Yeah?"

  Yu Yan's eyes turned, the corners of her lips curled up a little, and she said with a meaningful smile: "It doesn't matter if the room is narrow, my husband prefers the layout and scenery of the room. Among all the sisters, sister Qing'er seems to like white the most."

  Wang Yun added softly: "It's white and rosy."

  Luo Qing's cheeks were immediately stained red.

   Busily bowed his head and drank the Lingmi porridge.

   But Yu Yan seemed to be interested, looked at Mu Jin again, and continued talking with great interest.

   Mu Jin hasn't recovered yet.

  Bai Yuying not to be outdone, shook Yu Yanxi out.

soon.

  In the narrow outer hall of the house, a feast of communication and discussion began.

  The culprit, Shen Ping, became a bystander, listening to the wives and concubines with different views on Tao with great interest.

   Eat on a regular basis.

  If he does not speak, wives and concubines rarely communicate.

   But it seems to be different now.

  Although it was he who started the discussion, the wives, concubines, and Taoists did not stop talking as usual, but spoke freely.

  Even the taciturn Yin Honglian occasionally speaks.

  This is the situation.

   Shen Ping was quite relieved.

   After all, this is a colorful life.

  …

  It is approaching noon.

  Elder Jindan, who is in charge of Zhenbaolou's station in Yunshanfang, and deacons and guests, under the leadership of shopkeeper Ding, came to Yunhe Lane.

  Most of the monks in the alley were very surprised when they heard about it, but they were relieved when they learned that there were a few Jindan Foundation Establishment monks temporarily staying in the C-brand yesterday, and they all guessed the identity of these monks.

   It is absolutely extraordinary that Zhenbaolou can have such a battle to welcome them.

  It's just that no matter how they inquire, it is difficult to get a little bit of information.

  Inside the house.

  Shen Ping has already sensed movement at the gate of the courtyard.

Although Yunshanfang occupies a large area, the number of high-level monks is very small, especially after the blood-colored sky ceremony, Jinyangzong and other sects never sent Jindan Daoist here again, even Mining to obtain resources also arranges some foundation building and cultivation families within the sect.

  So whenever there is a strong Jindan here, it is very easy to attract the attention of Zhenbaolou.

   And shopkeeper Ding knew the place where Shen Ping lived before.

   Hear the news and check carefully.

   It is not difficult to guess that it is Shen Ping.

   "It seems we won't be here for long."

   "If my husband wants to stay for a few more days, I'll go out and talk to shopkeeper Ding."

   "No need."

Standing at the corner of the wooden ladder, Shen Ping looked back at the skylight, then at the main room and the quiet room, and the memories of the seven years of cold and heat that he had lived here appeared in front of his eyes, but there was no nostalgia in his eyes, only the calm down.

   The past is gone.

  It is meaningless to recall more.

   "Let's go!"

   Look away.

  He turned and walked down the stairs without hesitation.

  The wives and concubines followed closely behind with a smile.

   There is no reluctance in his eyes.

  It is best to keep this memory in their hearts.

  …

   The backyard of Zhenbao Building.

   After greeting other elders and deacons and many guests in the hall, Shen Ping came to the wing.

   Shopkeeper Ding is already waiting here.

   See Shen Ping.

  He hurriedly got up and shouted respectfully: "Senior Shen."

   Farewell to the foundation-building banquet.

   The two haven't seen each other for nearly seven years.

  Although there were calls and letters exchanged during the period, the world was impermanent, and the huge gap in status and strength made the relationship between the two no longer what it used to be.

  However, Shen Ping still remembers the foundation building resources that shopkeeper Ding once gave away. Although those resources are nothing to him, he always remembers this friendship in his heart.

  At this moment, we will meet again at the station of Zhenbaolou where we met in the past.

  I can't help feeling a little closeness in my heart.

   "Treasurer Ding doesn't have to be so ostentatious."

   "The friendship between you and me, if you call it like this, it would be too outlandish."

  Shen Ping smiled gently.

Shopkeeper Ding's complexion relaxed, and he sat on the chair again, looked at Shen Ping who was wearing a embroidered wide-striped cassock robe, stroked his beard and said with emotion: "Master Shen Fu, the foundation-building banquet has been in a hurry for a few years, I didn't expect you to be A monk in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, but Ding is still standing still!"

   What he said was from the bottom of his heart.

  Cultivation is not easy.

   After the foundation was established, it was even more difficult.

   Even with the backing of Zhenbaolou, a top power that spans five continents and four seas, it only has a few more opportunities than other casual cultivators and sect disciples. If you want to improve your cultivation, you must have contributions.

But shopkeeper Ding built his foundation before sixty, and his spiritual root aptitude is really mediocre. In addition, he doesn't have skills such as Dan Talisman Formation, and relying on personal connections alone, it is the limit to become a branch shopkeeper. If you want to continue to promote , can only rely on years of accumulation to earn contributions.

   Actually.

There are countless monks like Treasurer Ding in the practice world, and their cultivation speed is the normal state of practice. If they can be promoted to the middle stage of foundation establishment in ten or twenty years, and they can be promoted to the late stage of foundation establishment in one year, they are considered qualifications A relatively good foundation cultivator.

  Shen Ping was promoted from Foundation Establishment to Foundation Establishment Late Stage in less than ten years. Such a speed can be ranked among the best in Zhongshengzhou, which has a good cultivation environment.

   But emotion is emotion.

   Shopkeeper Ding only had sincere envy in his eyes, and no other emotions, because he knew that the moment Shen Ping became a special guest secretary, his future was already limitless, and his current cultivation strength fully proved this point.

   "Treasurer Ding."

   "Although practice has its own sequence, as long as you firmly believe in yourself and keep moving forward, you believe that there must be a unique scenery on the road to longevity."

  Shen Ping's words are sincere.

   There is no shortage of geniuses in the practice world.

  But there are a few people who can reach the top in the end.

  This road to longevity.

  Buried too many magnificent skeletons.

  If practice could determine longevity, Houlang would have been left far behind by the geniuses of Qianlang.

   Shopkeeper Ding was taken aback.

   Immediately got up and saluted seriously: "Master Shen Fu said that Ding has been taught!"

  The two chatted next.

  Mostly it is about the recent situation of Yunshanfang.

   After several cups of tea.

  Shen Ping hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Master Ding, I saw that Xiuchun Pavilion is still in the workshop. I don't know where the former shopkeeper Chen and the fellow Daoist Chen behind him are now?"

  Going back to Yunshanfang this time.

  In addition to fulfilling Bai Yuying's wishes, he also wanted to meet those old friends.

Shopkeeper Ding shook his head and said: "The shopkeeper Chen from the Xiuchun Pavilion has long since died. As for Chen Daoyou, he moved back to Yunshanfang during the battle between the righteous and the evil sects, and now he has been staying in the Fenzong Lingmai Cave Mansion. Quiet, and occasionally take care of her family affairs, I saw her on the third floor a while ago."

   "If Shen Fushi wants to meet, Ding can summon her."

  At Shen Ping's Foundation Establishment Banquet.

  He got acquainted with Chen Shurong.

   There is some connection with each other.

  Especially after returning to Yunshanfang Zhenbao Building, the two of them came and went a little more.

  That's why Treasurer Ding knew the previous situation of Xiuchun Pavilion.

   Shen Ping nodded, "Then I will trouble Shopkeeper Ding."

  …

   Shen Shi.

  Xiuchun Pavilion backyard.

  The old pagoda tree, whose branches and leaves could almost cover half of the courtyard, is no longer there.

   The yard suddenly seemed a little empty.

  When Shen Ping walked in, he looked at the old locust tree and couldn't help sighing.

   Really speaking.

   Shopkeeper Chen was the first late Qi training monk he made friends with in Yunshanfang.

   Although the two have interests involved.

   But that friendship is not shallow.

  It's a pity that good luck tricks people.

   At this time.

  A beautiful figure stepped out of the door.

She was wearing a loose embroidered white gown, the curve in front of the waist was slightly magnificent, she walked to the side of Shen Ping who was standing at the old locust tree, and said softly: "Master Shen Fu, what happened back then was Shu Rong's fault. "

   "The monks know their own temperature."

  Shen Ping replied calmly, then turned around and looked at Chen Shurong and said, "I didn't see you to reminisce about the past, but to understand something."

  Chen Shurong hurriedly said: "Master Shen Fu, if you have anything to ask, but it's okay."

  Shen Ping did not rush to speak.

  He first walked a few steps slowly in the small courtyard, and then said: "Chen Daoyou, do you know the Shen family of Jinyang Zong Yuequan Peak?"

Chen Shurong was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but look at Shen Ping again, "Shu Rong does know about the Shen family of Yuequan Peak, but during the battle between the righteous and the evil sects, several foundation-building monks of the Shen family fell on the Jinzhou battlefield. , due to lack of support within the clan, they can only temporarily leave Yuequan Peak and come to Yunshan Swamp to cooperate with the branch clan to manage the mine affairs."

   "Could it be that Shen Fushi came from..."

   The words are not finished.

  But when Chen Shurong noticed Shen Ping's expression, she knew it.

   She just couldn't believe it.

   Among the Shen family members of Jinyang Zong Yuequan Peak, such an outstanding talisman genius can appear, and he has also become a special guest minister with a very high status in Zhenbaolou.

  Shen Ping said quietly: "When Jinyangzong came to Yunshan Swamp to open up wasteland, Shen was sent by the family because of his ordinary qualifications and difficulty in building a foundation."

  Chen Shurong remained silent.

It is very dangerous to open up wasteland in Yunshan Swamp. Even a foundation-building cultivator will die if he is not careful, let alone the bottom of Qi training. Although this move of the Shen family is very normal among the cultivation families in the sect, it is undoubtedly a complete abandonment. Shen Ping, let him fend for himself.

  Shen Ping's voice continued to sound: "Fortunately, Shen has a deep fortune. Due to fate, he had a chance in the talisman path, which made him achieve what he is today."

   "However, after all, the Shen family has the kindness of nurturing me, and this time I return to Yunshanfang to end this kindness."

   said.

  He flipped his palm, and a blue shiny spirit ring floated out.

Shen Ping looked at Chen Shurong and said: "In this storage ring, there are several bottles of pills needed for the Qi training period, as well as foundation building pills and foundation building treasures... Besides, there is also Shen's experience in talisman skills, Although it is only up to the second level, it is enough for monks to use."

   "Chen Daoyou, I hope you can hand it over to the head of the Shen family on your behalf, without telling them the specific reason."

  Chen Shurong hesitated and said: "Master Shen Fu is not afraid that Shu Rong will swallow it privately?"

  Shen Ping smiled calmly, "There is a special bloodline restriction on the surface of the storage ring. Only people with the blood of the Shen family can open it. Other monks, even if they are Jindan real people, will break the storage ring if they are forcibly broken."

   For this word.

  Chen Shurong didn't have the slightest doubt, she nodded seriously and said: "Master Shen Fu entrusts, Shu Rong will definitely do it!"

Shen Ping spread his hands, and a delicate jade bottle floated out of his palm, and then he waved his hand, and the jade bottle floated in front of Chen Shurong, "This is a high-quality elixir needed by foundation-building monks, and it is very valuable. With this elixir, you can Cultivate to the middle stage of foundation establishment."

   "It's about time."

   "Chen Daoyou... goodbye!"

   Finished speaking.

  He turned and left.

  But before he walked out of the small courtyard, Chen Shurong's voice sounded behind him: "Master Shen Fu, will you and I meet again?"

   "If you have a destiny, you will meet."

  The voice fell.

  Shen Ping's figure has disappeared.

  Chen Shurong felt lost in her heart.

  She knew that in this life, it would be difficult to see this talisman master she had missed.

"some people."

   "Missing is a lifetime."

  Sighs sounded faintly in the courtyard.

  …

  The hour of the next day.

  The hall in the backyard of Zhenbao Building.

  The Jindan elders, deacons and guest officials who were stationed in the sub-site all kept them one after another.

   "It's rare for Shen Fushi to come back, why not stay a few more days!"

   "Yes, after all, Yunshanfang is Shen Fushi's first practice place!"

  Listen to the words.

  Shen Ping shook his head, "Everyone, Mr. Shen still has something to do, so I can't stay here any longer, please forgive me."

   Say a few words of pleasantries.

  The other monks walked into the courtyard and left the space in the hall for Shopkeeper Ding, Keqing Ruan, Keqing Luo and other monks who were familiar with Shen Ping.

   "At the beginning, Shen was able to become the guest minister of Zhenbaolou, and had a stable life of practice. Thanks to the care of several people, these pills were given to several people, and the right is a little thought."

  Shen Ping took out several exquisite jade bottles from Qingguangjie and handed them out.

   Keqing Ruan, Keqing Luo and the others hesitated, feeling a little embarrassed.

   Shopkeeper Ding said with a smile: "Since Master Shen Fu sent you off, I will accept it with a cheeky smile."

  He took the lead to take over the jade bottle.

  The other guests smiled and cupped their hands.

   "By the way, Shen Fushi, there is something I almost forgot."

   Shopkeeper Ding seemed to think of something, patted his forehead, and took out a jade slip, "This is given to me by a female cultivator, who said it was an old friend of Daoist Shen."

   Shen Ping's spiritual consciousness immediately penetrated into the jade slip.

   There is no sound in Yujian.

  Only one line of elegant font flashes.

   "Damn old Fushi."

   "Don't think that if you run away, I, Chen Ying, won't be able to find you to settle the score. Wait for me—the little demon girl worth a Zhuyan Pill."

   See this.

  The long-lost dusty memory is opened.

  He seemed to have seen the witch who often sat barefoot beside the wooden window in a daze in the courtyard of Yunhe Lane, and her innocent voice sounded in his ears.

   "Chen Ying."

  Many memories flooded my mind.

  He couldn't help but smile knowingly.

   Years passed.

  The people you meet, the things you meet.

   Even if there are regrets.

   There is no need to make up for it.

  Because this is practice.

Looked up.

  He looked at shopkeeper Ding, and his eyes became more and more interested.

   "Master Shen Fu."

"goodbye!"

   Shopkeeper Ding smiled and cupped his hands.

  He knew that after leaving, Shen Fushi would definitely be a great roc in the future, soaring up to 90,000 miles... There is no regret in this life to get to know such a genius.

   Phew.

  The silver-white ray of light shot straight into the sky.

  Yunshan Fang.

Getting smaller and smaller.

   Overlooking the houses below.

  Shen Ping's eyes fell on the direction of Hongliu Lane, where there seemed to be a talisman buried in a table, slowly raising his head.

  Two gazes of intersecting time converged.

   Then they looked at each other and smiled.

   Until Duan Guang was away from the edge of Shiwan Dashan.

  Wang Yun, Yu Yan, Bai Yuying, Mu Jin, Luo Qing...they subconsciously looked back and looked at the outline of Shiwan Dashan.

  The lips squirmed in unison.

  Yunshan Fang.

   This time, goodbye for real.

  …

  PS: Thank you for your monthly tickets and reward support. I had to write the two chapters of yesterday and today, but fortunately, it is a successful conclusion, and the pace will speed up next! The protagonist is about to take off!

  (end of this chapter)