Qingyang Lake was originally an inconspicuous lake in Wei State. Since the discovery of a third-order spiritual vein at the bottom of the lake, the number of monks living here has increased day by day. The Jinyang Sect has even established Qingyangfang City here. After five or six hundred years With years of development, more and more monks settled here, and over time it developed into Qingyang City, which is famous in surrounding countries.
Tens of days passed.
A light flashed in the sky in the distance of Qingyang Lake, and soon landed in front of a long bridge made of jade in East Lake.
As the aura disappeared, three figures emerged.
Shen Ping looked at the city located above the lake and breathed a sigh of relief, "At last there were no accidents along the way. Qingyang City has arrived!"
He was on the road day and night.
Even when he was recovering his spiritual power, he let Yu Yan and Mu Jin control the magical weapons, and passed through several cities without going there. Although he was not afraid of the foundation-building monks with his methods, he tried his best not to provoke them if he could avoid trouble.
There are handsome and majestic statues on both sides of the bridge.
He is the Supreme Elder of Jinyang Sect.
At this time, the gentle breeze from the lake brings moist water vapor with abundant spiritual energy to the face.
The three of them couldn't help but take a breath, feeling that the spiritual energy in their Dantian seemed to have increased a little. This rich spiritual environment would make the monks wholeheartedly happy.
Foundation building and golden elixir are no exception.
after all.
There is a third-level spiritual vein at the bottom of the lake!
If you can live and practice in the core of your spiritual veins, even casual cultivators with pseudo-spiritual qualifications can successfully build a foundation before the age of sixty!
Walk along the bridge towards the city.
Most of the faces of the monks coming and going were filled with a sense of relaxation. Some stood on the edge of the bridge and admired the scenery of the lake. Occasionally, fish and monsters jumped out of the water, their scales flashing with luster.
"I have heard Shopkeeper Ding mention Qingyang City several times. Today I saw that it is indeed a place that we and other casual cultivators yearn for. I just don't know what the rental price of houses here is?"
Mu Jin suddenly sighed. In order to leave Yunshanfang, she almost emptied her storage bag of savings. She only had a few magic weapons and talismans to sell. If the rental price in Qingyang City was too high, why not To repay a favor, even living here is difficult.
When Shen Ping heard this, he couldn't help but think of his wife and concubines. Before leaving, he gave a lot of talismans and spiritual stones, which should last until now.
Thoughts together.
He quickened his pace and reached the city gate, paid the spirit stones and inquired about the location of the True Treasure Tower, and then entered the city.
boom.
As soon as he stepped forward, the turbulent spiritual energy surged from all directions like a tide.
His blood seemed to be boiling, and the spiritual power of his Dantian began to circulate automatically along his meridians.
There is obviously a large spirit gathering array in the city to make the spiritual energy more abundant.
His eyes swept away.
Broad Street Monk is bustling with activity and the shops are neat and orderly.
"This is Qingyang City!"
Shen Ping couldn't help sighing anymore, and then led Yu Yan and Mu Jin towards the main street. It was almost noon when they stood in front of the Zhenbaolou store.
Compared to Yunshanfang.
The Zhenbao Building in Qingyang City covers a wider area and has a higher threshold.
Looking up at the door plaque with three words, it seems so attractive that people can't help but be immersed in it.
"Fellow Taoist."
"The three characters "Zhenbaolou" were written by Yuanying monk, so don't look at them for too long."
Come back to your senses.
Already standing beside him was a graceful monk, who at such a young age had a seventh level of Qi training.
Shen Ping hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for reminding me."
Cross the threshold.
A female cultivator with a delicate face came forward and said, "This is the first time for the three of you... to have met your guest!"
The smile on the female nun's face immediately turned into respect.
"Take me to the shopkeeper."
"Yes, please come with me."
moment.
In a private room on the west side of the backyard.
Shen Ping met the shopkeeper of Zhenbao House here, and to his surprise, shopkeeper Ding was also there.
"Shopkeeper Ding!"
"Master Shen Fu!"
They said goodbye to each other.
Shopkeeper Ding glanced at Mu Jin behind Shen Ping with his peripheral vision, and said with an enthusiastic smile, "Gee, Master Shen Fu arrived so quickly. It's really admirable!"
He was very surprised.
There are only a few forces that can leave Yunshanfang, and the others are not easy to deal with.
This Master Shen's skills are truly extraordinary, and he also brings Mu Jin with him.
"Let me introduce you."
"This is Shopkeeper Qu, an old acquaintance of mine, but Shopkeeper Qu is much better than me, and we are already in the middle stage of foundation building."
Shen Ping hurriedly saluted, "Senior Shen Ping, guest of Zhenbao Tower, has met Senior Qu!"
The Zhenbao Tower in Qingyang City is the general station of the Wei State.
I can serve as the shopkeeper here.
Strong and deep connections.
Shopkeeper Qu stroked his beard and said with a smile, "You don't have to be polite, Guest Qing Shen. You can be promoted to the position of guest Qing in my Zhenbao Pavilion by practicing Qi. This potential is extremely valuable and commendable!"
"When you and shopkeeper Ding come out of Yunshanfang, I believe you have a lot to say, so I won't interrupt you!"
After saying that, he left with a smile.
After Shen Ping and Shopkeeper Ding sat down again.
Shopkeeper Ding took the initiative and said, "Master Shen Fu, the family members of the deacon of the guest house of Zhenbao Tower are housed in Linquan Lane in the West City. Later you can go to the second floor to get a jade slip of the map of Qingyang City."
"After a while, when we have settled down, I will have a small drink to help us leave Yunshanfang safely. Master Shen Fu will be here to reward us!"
Shen Ping said, "Definitely."
The two chatted some more about what happened on the road and then left.
…
Application time.
The entrance of Linquan Lane.
The cold wind is blowing.
The dry spruce trees whistled in the wind.
Shen Ping held Yu Yan's wrist and felt a little nervous.
Although he had not been separated from his wives and concubines for a long time, at the moment when he sent them on the flying boat, he understood the feeling in his heart.
Years of days and nights could not compare to the anxiety of this moment.
"Husband, let's go!"
Yu Yan took the initiative to hold Shen Ping in her arms and stepped into the alley.
Arrive at the D-shaped 768 courtyard.
The familiar layout of the house came into view.
Shen Ping took out the communication talisman.
soon.
The door to house No. 5 opens.
Wang Yun, with tears already covering her cheeks, ran over at a very fast speed. She threw herself into Shen Ping's arms, her voice full of joy and excitement, "Husband, husband, you are finally here."
Bai Yuying followed closely behind, her eyes were red, and her soft voice was choked with sobs at the moment, "Husband, don't scare Ying'er like this again."
Luo Qing stood at the door of the house, the corners of his eyes slightly moist.
Shen Ping noticed the sight of other houses and said warmly, "Let's go into the house and talk."
Walk slowly into the house.
The moment you close the door.
Shen Ping strode to the main room on the second floor with his wife and concubines in his arms. The longing in his heart turned into a swaying bed board, rippling again and again.
He sniffed every inch greedily.
It was as if he wanted to completely integrate the voices, faces, smiles and faces of his wives and concubines into the sea of consciousness.
Until Haishi.
Yu Yan looked up at the floor that was gradually returning to calm, smiled helplessly, and then closed her eyes carefully to reflect.
inside the house.
The pink and purple embroidered bellyband was thrown away casually.
Wang Yun and Bai Yuying's black hair has been messed up and spread on both sides of their shoulders.
Shen Ping took his wife and concubines in his arms and asked them about their life in Linquan Lane. There was nothing troublesome. Since they were resettled here, apart from occasionally buying spiritual rice, the two women have basically never left the house at other times, not even the door of the house.
"Husband, the deacon of Zhenbao Building who arranged our residence said that we can only live here for one year, and we have to leave when the time is up. If husband doesn't come, sister Yun'er and I don't know what to do!"
"Hey, luckily my husband is here and I can live a stable life again!"
Bai Yuying held Shen Ping's arm and said with blurred eyes, "It's great to have a husband."
Shen Ping pinched his cheek. He thought of the monk in black robe and blood mask, and couldn't help but whisper, "Ying'er, your brother is still alive."
Bai Yuying's blurred eyes suddenly cleared up, "Husband, you, what did you just say?"
Shen Ping did not say a word but waved his hand and took out the pair of jade pendants from the storage bag beside him.
Place it in Bai Yuying's palm.
"younger brother."
"You are still alive, you are really alive!"
Tears flowed down from the corners of Bai Yuying's eyes unknowingly. She held the jade pendant tightly and raised her eyes to stare at Shen Ping, "Husband, is this true?"
Shen Ping said warmly, "Your brother gave this to me personally. When he left, he asked me to take good care of you. Speaking of which, my husband can leave this time because he accepted your brother's love."
I saw my husband say this.
Bai Yuying smiled brightly, "Brother, he is promising. Husband, thank you!"
As she spoke, she turned over.
Shen Ping looked into Bai Yuying's eyes, where silver light was blooming.