"Uncle..." Zhang Shuniang was dripping with sweat and lay weakly in Chen Li's arms. She said shyly and timidly: "Shu Niang is really in trouble."
Chen Li's face turned red when he heard this, and he retracted his hand and said, "You still call me uncle!"
Alas, I am a commoner after all.
hey-hey!
"Husband...husband."
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The next morning, under Zhang Shuniang's jerky and shy service, Chen Li put on his robe and restored his sanctimonious image.
The two walked out of the door. Zhou Hong looked at Zhang Shuniang, who was walking behind Chen Li with her head lowered and her twisting posture was very different. Her eyebrows were charming and charming, and her heart couldn't help but feel a little sour. She looked at Chen Li with a smile:
"I had my menstrual period yesterday, so I asked Shu Niang to come and serve you. Fortunately, Shu Niang is also willing to do so. You have to treat her well in the future."
Zhang Shuniang was extremely embarrassed when she heard this.
"Oh, I've wronged you." Chen Li held Zhou Hong's hand.
If a wife is found like this, what else can a husband ask for?
"Silly..." Zhou Hong's eyes were filled with mist, and Chen Li leaned in his arms: "I'm not wronged at all... My man is a great foundation-building monk, and he will become the Patriarch of the Golden Pill in the future. He is the only one who can protect me.
I feel wronged."
Chen Li didn't want her to always worry about the differences in cultivation: "Foundation building is not much more noble."
Isn't it noble? In fact, it is still noble.
For qi-training monks, there is a deep gap between the two. This is an all-round improvement in longevity, strength, status, and identity. This is the difference in the essence of life. How many qi-training monks have to spend their entire lives
to pursue.
The two got tired of talking about love together, and their relationship became closer again.
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In the days that followed, Chen Li was immersed in the gentle home of his lovely wife and beautiful maid, enjoying the blessings of everyone.
time flies.
In the blink of an eye, more than three months have passed, and summer has passed and autumn has come.
Not long after Chen Li reached the full level of the Golden Light Body Protection Technique, the sect's mission finally came. It was still land reclamation, but this time the location was no longer around Luanluo City, but in the almost abandoned Green River Fang.
.
Since the Huanzhen Sect moved here, a large number of people have migrated here one after another. The original sparsely populated situation in this area has been quickly reversed. In the past few years, the entire Huanzhen Sect has been either opening up wasteland to expand the land or building new mortal cities.
The area around Luanluo City, including the other four cities, has expanded by countless circles and is almost connected to each other. Under such circumstances, it is timely to reestablish Green River City.
After all, compared to opening up a new city, Green River City, which already has a certain foundation, is undoubtedly more suitable.
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early morning.
Zhou Hong kept telling Chen Li to be careful, looking like he was about to leave.
Zhang Shuniang on the side also had red eyes and tears.
"With so many foundation builders going together, nothing will happen!" Chen Li smiled and reassured: "You just stay at home with peace of mind. You should be able to come back before the heavy snowfall."
After the three of them said goodbye, Chen Li walked down the mountain.
In the wilderness outside the shantytown at the foot of the mountain, there was a large crowd of people gathered in a dark and dense area.
For this operation, Huanzhen Sect even dispatched a flying boat.
This huge ship, more than a hundred feet long and thirty feet wide, hovered low in the sky like a mountain, casting a large shadow on the ground, even blocking the sunlight above its head.
"I remember hearing you say that you are from Green River Fang. How is the situation there?" Guo Xingquan, who was also among the corvee workers, frowned and asked.
"That was six years ago, how could we still know about it now!" Chen Li shook his head and said, "But before I left, monsters were raging there, and there shouldn't be many people there now!"
"I hope everything goes well this time." Guo Xingquan sighed: "Originally, we were planning to retreat and attack the second floor of the foundation, but now we can only drag it down."
"These people should stay in Green River Fang from now on, right?" Chen Li looked at the group of casual cultivators serving as corvees. Each one looked miserable and confused, like a group of refugees who had been driven away.
"Haha, they are all captured wild cultivators!" Guo Xingquan curled his lips and chuckled: "In the future, those wild cultivators will probably be sent there."
The so-called wild cultivators are casual cultivators who "do not obey the king's rule". They do not pay rent or do corvee labor. Many wild cultivators also gather spontaneously to form settlements and trading markets, forming their own independent kingdoms.
During the Changsheng Sect era, they still turned a blind eye to this.
But in the Huanzhen Sect era, they would not tolerate it.
Chen Li suddenly thought of the Yu family and wondered if they were among them.
He glanced at the crowd a few times, but unfortunately there were too many people there and they were so densely packed that he didn't see any trace of the Yu family in the end.
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As time passed, the foundation-building monks arrived one by one.
After it got dark, everyone began to board the ship.
For those who can fly with weapons, most of them climb through the rope hanging down from the airship and enter the hatch one by one.
This was the first time for Chen Li to ride on such a behemoth, and he couldn't help but be disappointed at first sight.
The flying boat looks majestic like a mountain from the outside, but it is quite simple inside. The huge cabins are divided into several floors and connected by stairs.
Each floor is less than two meters high. The space is low and filled with a sour smell. Those who are taller have to bend down slightly when they are in it. As for the seats, they may be for the purpose of carrying more cargo. Quantity, no additions at all.
Like a slave ship.
Even the foundation-building monks can only sit cross-legged and huddle together like other casual cultivators.
This time, more than twenty people came to the Foundation Establishment, half of whom were from the Foundation Establishment family. Over the past two years, Chen Li was able to recognize most of them.
People like Feng Qi, Bai Yuqing, and Hu Buwei who we had dealt with all came here.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, everyone came to greet each other one after another to express their feelings for each other.
Foundation-building monks are not as smoky as Qi-training casual cultivators, and have a close relationship with each other. Even if they are in the same mountain gate, the caves are far apart, and they usually either go out or practice behind closed doors, and they only see each other once every six months or even every two years. , are common things.
"Actually, the top floor of the flying boat was originally divided into guest rooms. However, they were demolished in the past few years to move the mortals. As a result, they have not been added yet." Guo Xingquan, who was standing aside, saw that Chen Li was full of curiosity about the flying boat. He couldn't help but laugh at his look.
"So that's it. I'm surprised that there are signs of demolition on the floor." Chen Li said.
"Why don't our Zhenzong buy a few more flying boats? Otherwise, like other sects, we can operate passenger ships, which will also be a source of income." A Ji Zhu within the sect interjected.
"A flying boat can hold thousands of high-grade spiritual stones. How can we get so much money? Even these ships have been accumulated over hundreds of years and can only be used at critical times."
Compared to the extremely wealthy Utensil Sect, the Huanzhen Sect was still a bit poor, and Chen Li cursed in his heart.
With the topic in mind, several foundation builders started chatting.
As he spoke, the flying boat began to slowly start, making no sound and seemed extremely quiet.
However, the speed is indeed a bit slow. The distance from Luanluo City to Green River Fang is only more than 500 miles. The flying boat took off in the morning and did not arrive at Green River Fang until the evening.
When Chen Li flew down from mid-air and looked at Green River Square, which was covered by trees and looked like a ruin in the distance, he couldn't help but feel silent in his heart.
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ps: I drank some wine yesterday and got drunk immediately.