The foundation-building spiritual pressure collided unscrupulously.
Yin Honglian's eyes had a bit of color, but her expression was not wavering at all.
She sat on the edge of the bed.
The fiery red dress covers the exquisite curves.
The depth of the curvature.
It seems to have a unique charm that attracts you.
Shen Ping looked down.
There was no fragrance in his nose.
But I know that only by opening the dusty wine can I taste its different taste.
And the foundation-building monks.
He has never realized it.
Don't know why.
He was actually a little uneasy at the moment.
Maybe it's because of the unknown mystery.
Or maybe it's a different avenue that is about to be explored.
The atmosphere is slightly calmer.
But as Shen Ping took a step forward.
When the hot breath is about to hit your face.
Yin Honglian said, "I have not lost my vitality and have no experience."
Shen Ping said nothing.
But his eyes lit up slightly.
He stretched out his hand.
A few breaths.
The fiery red palace dress has already fallen to the ground.
Inside is a thin sky-blue gauze garment.
The material is very soft.
But Shen Ping suddenly pulled away.
The layers of texture on the fair skin extend.
She is indeed a foundation-building female cultivator.
The rounded curves are graceful and graceful.
Not a trace of sinking.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the blush on Yin Honglian's cheeks.
I couldn't help but smile in my heart.
No matter what, there is still an instinctive reaction.
His eyes fell.
The beautiful white singlet covered her face.
Lift the veil.
In the rising redness of the flame, there seemed to be moths fluttering into the flames, hoping to turn into cocoons and turn into butterflies.
Shen Ping took a deep breath.
No further hesitation.
Pressed on the butterfly with flame patterns.
Yin Honglian frowned.
It's just that she is a foundation builder after all, and her physique is extraordinary.
Grit your teeth and bear it.
But soon a foundation-building exchange that he had never experienced before swept through his body.
Eyes blurred.
Her red lips couldn't help but say, "Fellow Daoist Shen, there is no need to reserve your strength."
boom!
Shen Ping was deliberately restrained.
A complete explosion of strength.
The increase brought by the strange beast pattern blood and the immersive improvement of physical fitness finally burst out like a torrent at this moment.
Click.
The bed couldn't hold up and fell apart.
The foundation-building magic power of the two men did not stop at all, and they were still fighting fiercely.
Since breaking through the foundation building.
Shen Ping was not as happy as he is now.
Vibrating butterfly wings.
More and more red.
He fluttered toward the depths of the flames.
Until the next day.
When a touch of fish belly white appears on the sky.
This foundation-building collision stopped.
Yin Honglian changed into a fiery red dress and walked out of the wing silently, but her steps were light and heavy, and she lost the poise of the middle stage of foundation building.
Quickly walk to the hall door.
She whispered in her ears: "Honglian will not leave this small courtyard, Fellow Daoist Shen can come at any time."
I feel the footsteps disappear.
Shen Ping looked at the messy wing and couldn't help but sigh, the female foundation-building cultivator was really extraordinary.
Even if it's just the first time.
They were as fierce as flames, and even the fellow Taoist Honglian wanted to stand up several times during this period.
Not so much that he was enjoying himself.
It would be better to say that the other party completely released the dull and depressed emotions in his heart.
Shake his head and smile.
He opened the virtual panel and scanned it.
[You and your Taoist companion have practiced together fifteen times, and you have obtained the fire spiritual root qualification +60, and the array experience +60]
[The current Taoist companion’s favorability is 60]
[Double repair bonus: 0]
[Extra talent effect bonus: 2]
[Array Talent: Array Perception +15]
[Fire spiritual root: lower grade (431/1000)]
[Array Master: First-level low-grade (342/1000)]
Watch the virtual box appear.
Shen Ping pondered.
Yin Honglian has the spiritual roots of fire and earth, and is good at formations. However, the only two types of dual cultivation she gained this time are fire and formations, which is related to Mu Jin's situation.
There was a vague suspicion in his mind.
However, this time there is a talent effect bonus. It seems that Yin Honglian does have extraordinary talent in the formation.
After calming down.
He used a roll of foundation-building mana to clean up the messy wing, and then walked out.
Mu Jin has woken up from her deep sleep.
She said apologetically: "Husband, yesterday it was all my fault that I was in poor health and could not make my husband happy to the fullest."
Shen Ping said casually, "Don't blame yourself, just practice as soon as possible in the future. By the way, Yu Yan has rented a shop in Nancheng. She is about to break through the ninth level of Qi training recently and has no time to take care of it. How about you go over and help run it? , As for Pengyun’s store..."
Mu Jin hurriedly said, "Husband, I will go and say goodbye today."
Shen Ping nodded, gave a few more instructions and left.
…
The sea far away from Nanyanzhou.
Over the deserted island.
Suddenly the space shook.
The dark red flying boat flew across with bloody light.
After the suspension is stable.
Monks wearing blood-colored masks filed out one after another.
The leading black-robed Nascent Soul monk stepped on a spot in the Desert Island Mountains, and a yellow token appeared in his palm.
boom.
With yellow blooming a beam of light.
Suddenly, a formation began to operate deep under the desert island.
"Tsk tsk, it is indeed here."
The black-robed Nascent Soul is smiling.
The majestic and pure mana surges around him.
Bang bang bang!
at the same time.
Behind him, thousands of Blood Luo Guard members cast spells to bombard the ground.
Until the passage is blasted out.
The black-robed Nascent Soul took Xue Luo Wei deep into the underground.
"you."
"And you."
"Stand on the center of the formation."
The ancient formation where two Blood Luo Guard members fell into the ground one after another.
Chichi.
Along with the movement of the formation.
There was a faint roar of strange beasts roaring throughout the passage cave.
The array pattern exudes vast coercion.
The black-robed Yuanying hurriedly took out the yellow token. When the yellow light enveloped all the Xueluo Guards, the entire beast's roar gradually dissipated.
puff!
Only half a cup of tea time.
A Xueluo guard standing at the core of the formation spit out blood, blood lines squirmed and spread on his cheeks, and blood glowed all over his body.
When Bai Yuxiu next to him saw this scene, he felt extremely nervous.
Roar! Roar!
There was a beast roaring in his heart.
The sound is getting louder and louder.
My body felt like it was going to explode.
The black-robed Nascent Soul frowned tightly. Seeing that Bai Yuxiu could no longer bear it, he quickly drew special lines on the token with his fingers.
town.
The yellow light instantly condensed into an ancient word "Zhen" and quickly enveloped the sky above the formation.
The formation that was originally running slowly stopped.
"My cultivation level is too low."
"Even the lowest level of formation can't bear it."
The black-robed Yuanying was helpless.
This local situation can only be conveyed to the headquarters through the special channels of Chunmanyuan.
…
August.
Heavy rain continued in Qingyang City.
Dark clouds cover the sky, and the sun and moon have no light.
In this uncomfortable environment, the Danxia Sect and the Hehuan Sect, the two major immortal sects of the Jin Kingdom, raised the rent of houses in alleys in the city, which immediately aroused dissatisfaction among a large number of casual cultivators.
It's just that the cultivation of casual cultivators is low.
Even if he is dissatisfied, he can only grit his teeth and swallow his anger.
After all, Qingyang City is a rare city where third-level spiritual veins gather. To practice here, even the most marginal Lushui Lane is equivalent to the foundation building cave of an ordinary sect.
This incident had no impact on Shen Ping.
Even the shop in Nancheng has waived the rent.
If he opens his mouth.
Shops in the most prosperous areas of Nancheng can be rented.
And these days.
His cultivation life is still boring, but with Yin Honglian, it occasionally becomes fulfilling.
Late at night.
The rain falling on the roof of the small courtyard was like jade beads falling on a plate.
In the bedroom.
Shen Ping watched his wives and concubines fall asleep one by one.
I started to examine myself every day.
Swipe towards various virtual boxes.
Talisman masters, metal and wood spiritual roots, puppet consciousness, physical lifespan, magical powers and spell resistance are all increasing. The quality of fire spiritual roots is also gradually improving. With Yin Honglian in the middle stage of foundation building, dual cultivation, every time The qualifications and formation experience gained are twice as much as ordinary ones.
But there is no bonus for dual cultivation, and the speed of improvement is also very slow.
Regarding this.
He didn't care either.
After all, he has broken through to foundation building, and his lifespan continues to increase. As long as he accumulates it for a long time, his fire spiritual roots will reach the top level sooner or later.
Also, the two spiritual roots of water and thunder are very close to forming real spiritual roots.
Of course, these are all secondary.
What Shen Ping really cares about is the natal talisman of the Purple Crown Frame.
[Birth Talisman: One (97/100)]
The magical power of Fu Tao brought about great changes in his practice.
And the natal talisman is obviously more powerful than the magical power.
What will happen if there is a breakthrough?
He has been waiting in his heart.
In fact, if I really had to practice dual cultivation a few more times regardless of my wife's health, I would have achieved a breakthrough long ago.
But he didn't do that.
moment.
Standing at the door of the hall.
The light of the crystal lamp illuminates the rain curtain.
Shen Ping glanced at the quiet room on the left. After he said he couldn't read the scriptures last time, Master Pei rarely left the quiet room anymore. He could only see the latter when he went out occasionally, and they only met a few times. He could see that the other person's eyes had lost the expectation that had been revealed inadvertently in the past.
“If you don’t understand, you just don’t understand.”
"How can I let others tell my way?"
There is no hard work day and night.
He is still the precarious low-level monk in Yunshanfang.
Where did the current foundation building come from?
Remember the fundamentals.
Don't forget your original intention.
He smiled calmly and walked across the rain curtain.
Two days later.
Same time.
Inside the Lingchi Quiet Room.
Shen Ping sat cross-legged on the cushioned futon and glanced at the virtual box.
The talisman beneath the shining purple crown already has the words "Breakthrough" on it.
There was no hesitation.
He thought silently in his heart: "Breakthrough!"
boom.
Almost instantly.
A large amount of experience in understanding the Tao of Talisman gathered crazily in his sea of consciousness like a tidal wave.
A scene where I studied and practiced Talismans day and night.
Scenes flashed in his eyes.
The skills of talismans accumulated in blood and bones came to my mind.
His eyes suddenly widened.
Everything around me seemed to disappear.
Everything is silent.
But in front of his sight, a large amount of talisman insights, experience, and skills turned into strange talisman and seal spiritual patterns that were quietly condensing.