Longevity begins with marrying a wife

End the exchange.

Shen Ping was in a particularly comfortable mood. On the one hand, his strength had skyrocketed. The most important thing was that he saw the hope of meeting his concubines and concubines. Whether it was the income from the virtual panel or the thoughts of them, they were what he cared about most.

Setting foot on the path of cultivating immortals and pursuing immortality does not mean abandoning many things. Worldly thoughts and desires are still deeply rooted in his blood. Perhaps his cultivation years are still short, and he has not even reached the age of sixty yet, so There are also various concepts of ordinary people in previous lives.

"Maybe I'm not a qualified monk."

Shen Ping smiled. He felt that his thoughts were a little messy now. Maybe he had expectations and hopes. Unlike before, he had almost no free time to think about things. He was either in retreat or dealing with other chores.

Whoosh.

The strong wind on the edge of the flying boat whistled like a knife, but it sounded pleasant to his ears at this time, like the most beautiful natural music in the world. He stood in front of the deck and looked at the scenery passing by below, every plant and every tree. , lakes, rocks, and animals that appear from time to time, seem to be colorful.

"walk home!"

He said softly.

The flying boat shrouded in light quickly disappeared into the sky.

…

There were no more accidents on the way back to Gray Stone City. As we got closer to Gray Stone City, the business road gradually became more lively, and lights of different colors appeared in the sky one after another. As the flying boat landed in the White Jade Square not far to the east of the city gate, , An Zhiyuan and other caravan members' tense spirits relaxed.

Not yet reached the city gate.

Several beautiful figures came forward.

Jing Huilan's frail face was filled with joy. Even though she was quite prestigious in Greystone City now, when she saw Shen Ping, she ignored her daughter's family's reserve and rushed towards him.

The An family sisters and Jing Yan who followed him all smiled.

these days.

It was not easy for them to huddle in the city. Everyone knew that if something went wrong in Shen Ping, the Zhenbao Pavilion, which had not been established for many years, would be bitten by shark-like tribes, and they had no strength to resist.

Now that Shen Ping'an is back safe and sound, they can finally let go of their worries.

"Husband."

Return to the city lord's mansion.

The hot white skin is intertwined, and the soft and accented voice is like melting water, pervasively covering every pore of the body.

The light outside the window gradually dimmed.

Jing Huilan's limbs were limp and limp. She had never been able to move anywhere in her body like she was now. Even her clear apricot eyes were blank. After a long time, she softened. The soft body gained a bit of strength, and when he turned his head, he saw a generous figure looking at him with a joking look.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, husband. How come you are so powerful?"

She was still a little weak when she spoke, but Shen Ping could still hear the coquettishness in her voice. He couldn't help laughing and pinched her cheek, "My husband has broken through to become a god, so he is naturally even more powerful. Lan'er wants to Work hard or you won’t be able to last even half a day in the future.”

What he said is true.

The primary level of the God-Demon Body makes his bone physique even stronger than that of the Great Demon incarnation. Even if he controls his muscles and strength, it is not something that ordinary monks can withstand.

And thanks to his experience in this area, otherwise Jing Huilan would really be injured.

"Husband made a breakthrough?"

"Congratulations husband!"

When Jing Huilan heard this, she was sincerely happy.

The stronger her husband is, the more secure she feels. As a monk, although she is not as dependent as an ordinary woman, the destruction of the Jing family still makes her lack a kind of security in her heart. It was not until she met Shen Ping that she felt light and hope in her heart. .

The two chatted for a while, and of course Shen Ping did not dare to continue. He only said some unflattering love words, and then Jing Huilan regained some strength and went to the hall to eat.

The An family sisters were waiting on the side.

At the same time, he reported on what happened in Greystone City and each branch during this period.

"So the Fangshi in the Heisha Valley and the branch where all the ethnic groups gather were attacked?"

Shen Ping ate the beast meat slowly. Managing power, even on a small scale, was not an easy task because it required a lot of decisions. The right or wrong of these decisions was unpredictable, and even those with strength may not be able to make the right decisions.

Just like now, who attacked the branch pavilion? Was it simply to plunder resources and materials, or was it secretly targeting the Zhenbao Pavilion behind the scenes.

"Three of them were completely destroyed, the shopkeeper and other members were all killed, and the other two were just plundered of resources..."

An Zhi said in detail, "Due to the frequent attacks by demons on the business road, our Zhenbao Pavilion does not dare to send guests to investigate."

At present, the number of guest ministers in Zhenbao Pavilion has increased to seven gods, from various tribes. However, the strength of the demon cultivators who attacked the caravan is not low. These guest ministers do not dare to take action at will. Of course, the main reason is that Shen Ping is not here and Jing Huilan does not have enough prestige. for the sake of.

Shen Ping knew this, so after dinner, he immediately summoned the guests in the pavilion.

moment.

Seven transformed gods appeared in the hall.

He looked at the two guests from the Wood Clan and the Flower Clan, took a sip of hot tea and said, "Fellow Taoist Wood, Friend Hua, the branch has been attacked, so I'll trouble you two to come over."

Fellow Daoist Wooden Fellow and Fellow Daoist Flower's expressions changed slightly, but they did not refuse.

"Shangdao should not be attacked. Even if it is, the strength of the two of you can handle it. But just in case, I will give you a puppet. I believe it will be enough to protect yourself."

Said.

He took out the beast-shaped puppet, which he had refined, and naturally had a magic trick to activate it temporarily.

Look at the puppet.

The two guests looked happy.

They knew how powerful this puppet was, even the Stone Tiger Demon was killed by it.

"Pavilion Master, don't worry, we will definitely find out the forces that destroyed the branch."

There are Nascent Soul cultivators in each branch of the pavilion, so it is definitely not a single individual cultivator who can destroy them.

Shen Ping nodded, "Give you three months, and I'd like to remind you that this puppet consumes a lot of energy. Without follow-up supplies, it won't last long."

The two guests were shocked, "Yes, Pavilion Master."

Then Shen Ping looked at the other five, "You fellow Taoists have not been in my Zhenbao Pavilion for a long time, but I, Zhenbao Pavilion, treat you quite well. Now that the trade path needs to be restored, I would like to trouble you to escort you for a while. Once the business path is stable, there will be no need to work hard.”

"We are willing to do our best for the Pavilion Master."

Although the cultivators of the gods are the ancestors of one party and are extremely powerful, they have to bow their heads when facing stronger ones. Not to mention that the more advanced they are, the more they want to go further. However, the current resources that allow them to continue to improve their strength are basically Only in Greystone City, the only one that is easy to obtain is the True Treasure Pavilion.

So they have long been mentally prepared to play.

Finished the order.

Shen Ping was not in a hurry to return to the quiet room to practice. In fact, with his current strength, daily growth by relying on the absorption of strange stones would be very slow. If there was no Dengtian Palace, the accumulated practice over time would be a compulsory course, but the Dengtian Palace can be called To ascend to the sky in one step, how to ensure survival in the Climbing Hall is the key.

There are stone lanterns every ten steps in the courtyard.

He walked slowly in the corridor with dougongs and cornices, lowering his head and thinking. In the Climbing Heaven Hall on the second floor of the underground palace, he was able to survive safely and obtain a high-level beast spirit treasure. To be honest, luck accounted for more than half of it. Climbing ladders, arenas, metal Passage, Blackwater River and Jade Stone, the four dangerous levels, have not fought against the second-class beast spirit geniuses of various races. Although he is confident that he can kill the second-class beast spirit geniuses by using the puppet's great power, the consumption of the puppet's great power is far higher than that of the high-level beast spirit geniuses. He cannot use the Beast Spirit Treasure twice in a short period of time.

Therefore, if it comes to competing for the beast spirit treasure in the metal room at the back, he may not be the final winner.

This is only the second floor of the underground palace.

In the future, on the third floor of the underground palace and the heavenly palace, you will inevitably encounter stronger beast spirit geniuses, and second-class beast spirit geniuses like Yin Ting have immortal weapons to protect themselves. It can be expected that first-class and even geniuses should have What a powerful means.

This is only second.

Shen Ping was worried about his own skills. Without his wife, concubines and Taoist companions, whether it was Fu Tao or other skills, they had not been improved for a long time. Even if he could rely on the Beast Scripture stone tablet to slowly comprehend the Beast Scripture, ordinary skills could not be improved. If you step on the ground, you will not be able to refine the Talisman Beast Diagram or the Beast Puppet.

"There are still two or three months... If even the senior immortals of the human race can't do anything, then we can only continue to recruit Taoist companions."

"In addition, Yin Ting doesn't know how to further deepen the relationship with her!"

In the midst of reverie.

A beautiful figure came towards me.

She was wearing a thin moon-white silk yarn, and her graceful curves had a hazy beauty under the reflection of the stone lamp. When she walked a few steps in front of Shen Ping, she stopped and saluted, "I've met the master of the pavilion."

Shen Ping sniffed the faint fragrance, and his eyes couldn't help but raise their eyes, and soon fell on the purple lining of the silk yarn. On the edge of the white and shiny skin, it seemed that there was a shadow on the edge of the purple lining. This This kind of haziness really catches the heart and lungs, and can arouse the deepest thoughts.

"It's An Yue. It's so late. Aren't you practicing in the quiet room?"

Quickly recover peripheral vision.

He said casually, but the urge to explore the material of the clothes still remained in his heart, but he suppressed it deliberately. He knew that he was a layman and could not completely throw away distracting thoughts like an ascetic monk or a powerful monk for the time being. After all, Yue is just an ordinary monk.

Although he understood the other party's intention of standing in front of him at this point in time, he didn't want to try new things just for the sake of trying new things.

Anyue rushed into Shen Ping's arms. She hugged her broad waist tightly with her arms, her cheek pressed against the warm robe, feeling the strong heartbeat, biting her red lips and mustering up the courage to say: " Pavilion, Pavilion Master, please have me!"

Shen Ping was a little confused.

He really didn't expect An Yue, who had always been shy, to make such a bold move, but he clearly felt the beating in the depths of the squeeze. If he wanted to refuse, he swallowed it back, because he could think of An Yue for How much courage it took at this moment.

"I……"

Haven't said it yet.

An Yue's suppressed voice came out, "I noticed where the Pavilion Master was looking just now. Even if there is a little bit of attraction in Yue'er, I hope that the Pavilion Master can..."

Her face was red and she could not speak even though she gritted her teeth.

Shen Ping twitched the corners of his mouth, showing an embarrassed expression. He had tried his best to leave no trace, but his subconscious actions could not be hidden.

"Take me!"

Anyue's teeth chattered.

Shen Ping sighed softly. He pushed away Qianying in his arms, looked at the fair and rosy skin, took a deep breath and said: "Your strength is a bit low, I'm afraid it will be unbearable. I'm thinking about you. If you don't believe it, you can Ask Huilan, she knows best."

An Yue groaned. She really didn't expect Shen Ping to reply like this. Her cheeks turned red even deeper, she lowered her head and said hesitantly: "I, I understand."

After saying that, he ran away.

He ran very fast and disappeared in a flash.

Shen Ping shook his head helplessly, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed the purple lining hanging on his wrist. He froze on the spot, and a special fragrance filled his nose.

…

Bedroom in another courtyard.

An Zhi looked at her blushing sister and said with a smile, "Yue'er, did you really leave that thing behind?"

"Sister, you just made fun of me, I'm so embarrassed."

An Yue's face turned red, and she held back her shame and asked, "Tell me, Pavilion, did the Pavilion Master reject me, or did he mean something else?"

Her heart was pounding, for fear of hearing the answer she didn't want to hear.

An Zhi hesitantly said: "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Of course it's the truth. Sister, tell me quickly."

Anyue urged.

"It's definitely not a rejection. Based on my understanding of the Pavilion Master, if he refused, he would have said it directly instead of using such prevarication. Besides, when the Pavilion Master came back that day, Sister Huilan was indeed walking a little wrong, and the time was quite short."

An Zhi said seriously.

Hear this.

Anyue's eyes lit up, "That's good, that's good, sister, I will practice hard in the future and I must break through the Nascent Soul as soon as possible!"

An Zhi showed a look of relief, "That's right. No matter what, the thoughts of children are only temporary. Cultivation is the foundation. However, Nascent Soul may not be able to bear it. Sister, you have to work hard."

Anyue nodded heavily.

…

Two months later.

Private room on the second floor of Zhenbao Pavilion.

The two god-transforming guest ministers from the Wood and Flower tribes stood respectfully and reported in detail the attack on the branch. After all, they were two god-transforming monks. If they really put in the effort to investigate, they would naturally gain something.

"Pavilion Master."

"The attacking forces have been dealt with by us. This is the recording crystal."

Shen Ping looked at the influence in the crystal and nodded, "You have done a good job on this matter. Later, go to the warehouse in the pavilion to receive a fifth-level spiritual treasure."

"Thank you, Pavilion Master!"

The two guests showed a hint of joy.

It didn't take long.

Shen Ping asked An Zhiyuan to come over and told him to select a few Nascent Soul monks to go to the branch to take up their posts again, and then asked: "Is the business route from Jianyin City safe?"

An Zhiyuan replied: "We occasionally encounter demon attacks, but we can still cope with them. However, if we want to expand the scope of the branch, we may not have enough manpower at the moment."

Shen Ping knew that An Zhiyuan was talking about guests at the level of Transformation God and Lianxu. After all, Jianyin City was different from Greystone City. Without Lianxu in charge, it would be difficult to do business. However, Transformation Soul could still recruit people, so he wanted to win over Lianxu. Xu, the foundation of Zhenbao Pavilion is not enough.

"There's no rush, let's restore the previous caravan specifications first, and then we can figure it out slowly."

After An Zhiyuan left.

Master Lian Xuejin's gentle voice sounded through the bright crystal: "Disciple, my master has made contact with the immortal seniors of the human race."