Chapter 106: That Joy

Qingyang City.

Tongquan Lane.

The third-level spiritual veins converge at the core at the bottom of the lake.

Spiritual mist rises here all year round, and every sunrise and sunset is accompanied by flickering rays of light.

It is difficult for ordinary Jindan Zhenren to live here.

However, most of those who can form a pill will find a spiritual vein cave to dig out and live in, and very few will choose to live in Qingyang City.

Deacon Xia, as the deacon in charge of Zhenbao Tower, spends most of his time here. Although the spacious single-family courtyard is not as secluded and quiet as the Lingmai Cave Mansion, he gets used to it after living here for a long time.

"Qualification assessment..."

These days.

He did not go to Zhenbao Tower, but he was still concerned about the qualification assessment of the Qigong Master. A Jindan Zhenren could live for 500 years. It seemed that he could experience the vicissitudes of life and watch the ups and downs of the world, but in fact, this lifespan was not enough for many Jindan.

It takes hundreds of years to advance to each small realm. If you encounter a bottleneck, sometimes you will be stuck for decades. After practicing hard to achieve the perfection of the Golden Elixir, you still have to prepare various resources for the advancement to the Nascent Soul. If you succeed, it's fine. If you fail, all your efforts will be wasted.

With a strong mind, one can try again; with a weak mind, one can’t bear the blow and become depressed and stop moving forward.

The Zhenbao Tower is spread all over the world and has abundant resources.

But even a deacon stationed at the headquarters like Deacon Xia cannot easily obtain resources for promotion. However, if a special guest official appears, the situation will be completely different.

“It’s difficult!”

In the small courtyard.

Deacon Xia drank the spiritual wine alone and sighed. He was already over four hundred years old. In a few decades, he would have to prepare all kinds of elixirs and rare treasures to prolong his life. However, his family knew his own business. Even if he extended his life by another hundred years, it would be difficult to reach the threshold of false infant, let alone form a baby!

Buzz~ At this time.

The communication talisman vibrated slightly.

It’s news from Shopkeeper Qu.

He was a little nervous for a moment.

"Senior Xia, congratulations, congratulations!"

Hear the sound.

Deacon Xia's eyes widened, and then he stood up suddenly. He picked up the jade gourd and poured the spirit wine directly into his mouth. "Okay, okay!"

…

At the entrance of Zhenbao Building.

Manager Qu personally sent Shen Ping out.

After the other guests congratulated him, they did not continue the conversation, but tactfully said goodbye and left. They would make friends with him again someday when Master Shen Fu's joy subsided.

"Senior Qu!"

"Thanks for your support!"

Shen Ping bowed respectfully.

Before and after this qualification examination, Manager Qu helped a lot. Maybe it was just a small favor, but he accepted the favor.

Shopkeeper Qu said with a smile, "Master Shen Fu, please don't be polite. You have fought hard to pass the qualification assessment. Even if I didn't say anything, with your level of Fu Dao, you will sooner or later stand out in Zhenbao Building... I won't bother you too much today. I believe Master Shen Fu wants to see his relatives more at this moment!"

He bowed and turned to leave.

Hearing this.

The faces of his wives and concubines appeared before Shen Ping's eyes.

He could no longer suppress the urgency of returning home.

…

Courtyard No. 13, Huiquan Lane.

Yu Yan sat cross-legged on the bed in the wing room, occasionally opening her eyes and looking through the wooden window towards the courtyard gate.

Wang Yun carefully used a gourd to water the jujube tree seedlings with spiritual water, but her eyes were always focused on something not far away.

Bai Yuying, who was usually the most active in practicing in the quiet room, also sat beside the stone platform bored, staring at the courtyard with her chin on her palm.

Luo Qing meticulously wiped the tables and wooden chairs in the hall. She had been repeating this action over the past few days.

The sunset dyed the sky red.

The four girls shook their heads and sighed one after another.

Bai Yuying counted on her fingers, "One day, two days...my husband has been gone for so many days, why hasn't he come back yet? Ying'er is almost dying of pain."

When Wang Yun was about to ask whether she wanted to cook today, she saw a tall figure approaching outside the courtyard.

She rushed out in delight.

"Husband!"

Bumped into the arms.

Wang Yun hugged Shen Ping's broad waist tightly, sniffing the scent that was so familiar to the depths of her flesh and blood memory.

Shen Ping laughed. He raised his head and saw Bai Yuying, Yu Yan and Luo Qing standing at the gate of the courtyard. He stretched out his arms.

Bai Yuying soon buried herself deep in his chest.

moment.

He walked to the courtyard, looked at Yu Yanluoqing and said softly, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so many days... Let's celebrate tonight!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Yu Yan crossed her arms, her curves were exposed, and she smiled: "Husband, why do we have to wait till night? Why not now?"

Bai Yuying shook Shen Ping's arm, "Husband, Ying'er can't wait any longer."

Shen Ping was stunned.

He looked at his wives and concubines one by one again, and confirmed the longing looks in their eyes.

Such an opportunity.

How could he bear it? He immediately took a tiger step.

In a flash.

There was no one left in the courtyard.

A few days later.

The light at dawn poured into the bedroom as the wooden windows opened.

The cold winter air rolls in.

The rich, warm flavor quickly faded.

Shen Ping came to the courtyard, stretched himself refreshed, and looked towards the rising sun with his first smile in several days.

At this time.

Yu Yan came out wearing a robe.

"Husband, the shops in South City have not been open for a while. I'll go take a look."

"I'll go with you."

"Relaxation should be done in moderation. In a few days, I'm afraid I'll be busy again!"

Seeing Yu Yan's surprise, Shen Ping couldn't help but explain.

He has completely released the joy in his heart these days.

But passing the qualification test did not mean that he could relax for long, because just the day before yesterday, Manager Qu sent a message to him, asking him to go to Zhenbao Tower at the end of next month.

Although the specific matter was not mentioned, it is most likely related to the assessment of special guest officials.

Come to this point.

Regardless of whether the subsequent special guest officials can pass, he will give it a try.

The beginning of the Si hour.

The two came to the main street of South City.

Noises immediately arose one after another, and the majority of the noise was from monks setting up stalls to sell various talismans, elixirs, and magical instruments. Compared to other main streets in Qingyang City, although South City looked more chaotic, it was a place frequented by independent cultivators.

The shop that Yu Yan rented was not big, but it was not far from the entrance of the main street and the rent was slightly higher. She brought Shen Ping into the shop, and it was as if they had walked into another place. All the noisy sounds in their ears suddenly disappeared.

Fingers flicking.

The dust on the shelves in the store was quickly cleaned, and soon the whole store looked brand new.

Shen Ping walked behind the counter and looked at the monks outside. He felt a sense of freshness as a shop owner. Subconsciously, he thought of Shopkeeper Chen of Xiuchun Pavilion and sighed softly: "I wonder what happened to the old locust tree in the backyard..."

(End of this chapter)