Chapter 15 Small Things Are Not Small

Evening.

While eating.

Shen Ping was still thinking about moving. If he couldn't fit into a medium-sized courtyard in half a year and there were no vacant houses in the market town, he would have to show his ability as a top-grade talisman master. Only in this way would he be eligible to rent a more expensive single-family courtyard.

Up to now, the number of high-quality talisman masters in the entire market is relatively rare.

However, he must hide his identity at that time and not let others know about his past situation. He can't even go to Xiuchun Pavilion anymore.

After all, it takes time to improve a talisman master.

If he said there was no secret behind his advancement to the upper level so quickly, no one would believe it.

Although it is safe in the market, it does not mean that you can sit back and relax and expose your personal information at will.

At this time.

Bai Yuying suddenly spoke, "Husband, today..."

"Sister Ying'er, don't!"

Wang Yun said anxiously.

Shen Ping put away his thoughts and looked at his wife and concubine in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"nothing."

Wang Yun picked up a piece of meat for Shen Ping, "Husband, try this piece of meat."

Shen Ping looked at Wang Yun calmly, and his wife immediately lowered her head. Then he turned to Bai Yuying and said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Bai Yuying then continued, "In the afternoon, sister Yun'er and I were washing silk scarves in the Red Stone River. One of our silk scarves was accidentally blown onto a female senior cultivator. She slapped sister Yun'er in the face and called her a useless person who couldn't cultivate. The scolding was really ugly."

"Fortunately, there was a female cultivator who had visited my husband and gave him some advice, so he restrained himself. Otherwise, Sister Yun'er's meridians might have been destroyed."

"That female cultivator used to live in Red Willow Lane, but now she has moved to Stonewood Lane."

When Shen Ping heard this, he roughly understood the reason.

Shimu Lane and Shimu Lane are two marginal lanes to the north of Hongshi River. As they are close to the wilderness, their safety is much worse. However, the house prices in Hongliu Lane have increased, and many cultivators at the lower level of Qi training can no longer live there and have moved there.

Wang Yun is just a mortal, but she can still stay in Hongliu Lane.

So the female nun was jealous and vented her jealousy through the scarf.

"Husband, it's all my fault. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Wang Yun's face was full of apology.

Shen Ping held his wife's soft, boneless little hand and looked at her profile. Sure enough, there were bruises from palm prints there. He had been too focused on thinking about moving and had not noticed it.

"Yun'er, don't blame yourself. It's your husband's fault. You've been wronged."

"You must carry amulets with you when you go out. I will give you a few later. Tell me when you have used them up."

He knew what Bai Yuying meant. She didn't want him to take the lead, but was worried that the female cultivator would seek revenge next. Even if the other party was a third-level Qi training cultivator, she had many ways to make Wang Yun and Bai Yuying suffer heavy losses.

"Thank you, husband."

Bai Yuying breathed a sigh of relief.

And Wang Yun hesitated and asked, "Husband, isn't that too wasteful?"

Shen Ping smiled and said, "My husband is a talisman master, there is nothing to waste, just listen to me."

Although this is just a small matter, it is a big deal for wives and concubines. If it is not handled properly, it may lead to a big mistake.

So the next few days.

He specially took time out to accompany his wives and concubines to the banks of the Red Stone River. This action made some female cultivators envious. They all thought that wives and concubines like Wang Yun and Bai Yuying were just tools for the talisman master Shen Ping to pass on his legacy to his descendants.

Unexpectedly, the other party attached so much importance to his wives and concubines. Especially when he saw the several amulets stuck on the two women, his eyes lit up and he wished he could replace them.

The price of the amulet has now risen to eighteen low-grade spirit stones, and one amulet is equivalent to half a year’s house rental fee in Hongliu Lane!

After the female cultivator who had done the action learned about this, she was so scared that she didn't dare show up in the Red Stone River for several months. After all, Shen Ping was not only a mid-level talisman master, but also a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training.

…

The days go by.

It’s mid-October in a blink of an eye.

A cold wave blew in from deep within the Yunshan Swamp.

The temperature in the market dropped sharply.

The end of midnight.

Inside the warm quilt.

The aroma lingers.

[You gain +2 Talisman experience]

[Current wife's favorability: 100]

[Dual Cultivation Bonus: 4]

[Talisman Master: First-class Top Grade (6012/50000)]

…

[Your gold spiritual root aptitude is increased by +2, and your wood spiritual root aptitude is increased by +2]

[Current Taoist Companion Favorability: 90]

[Dual Cultivation Bonus: 3]

[Gold Spiritual Root: Medium Grade (4052/10000)]

[Wood Spiritual Root: Medium Grade (3946/10000)]

Looking at the flashing fonts on the virtual panel.

Shen Ping sighed softly in his heart.

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

For a talisman master to break through to the upper level, his experience needs to surge dramatically. At the current rate of hard work every day, it will take another four or five years to break through again.

He didn't care about this. After all, a top-grade talisman master would only break through to the second level, and his cultivation would have to reach the foundation-building stage before he could continue making talismans. And he was still far away from the foundation-building stage.

But based on the experience of talismans.

If the spiritual roots are of high quality, it is likely to be the same.

Fortunately, Bai Yuying has changed significantly since she properly handled the scarf incident.

When he noticed the changes at that time, he was deeply moved.

Wives and concubines must be cared for carefully, otherwise if they are treated purely as tools, the future life with them will be like that of strangers.

"We have to go to the market tomorrow!"

Think of this.

Shen Ping couldn't help but feel a headache.

I have to go out again! Actually, the spiritual rice, meat and ingredients for replenishing qi and blood had been almost consumed half a month ago, but he still gritted his teeth and held on for another half a month.

But now I have to go out.

Otherwise, with the way he indulges in reveling every night, even the technique of locking qi and sealing semen in the bedroom would not be able to hold up.

the next day.

The wind is bitingly cold.

Light rain mixed with snowflakes fell down.

There was a thin layer of ice on the streets and roads.

Shen Ping walked out of the house and walked quickly to the next room while his wives and concubines were worried.

Knock knock.

Soon the door opened.

Yu Yan had her hair loose and was wearing only a tight-fitting robe. Her undulating outline made Shen Ping unable to help but take a few more glances.

"Fellow Daoist Shen?"

"What a rare visitor! He actually knocked on my door!"

"Why, can't the beautiful wives and concubines at home satisfy you?"

She leaned against the door frame, her arms folded across her chest, her smile tinged with sarcasm.

Shen Ping hurriedly said, "Don't misunderstand, Fellow Daoist Yu. I am going to the market. Is Fellow Daoist Yu going out today?"

Yu Yan lost interest immediately after hearing this. She turned around and went into the house and said, "Wait outside. With your guts, there's no one else like you in the entire Yunshanfang!"

Shen Ping cupped his hands, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Yu!"

Yu Yan usually wouldn't go out in a slightly bad weather like today, but she agreed to go out for the sake of her neighbors.

Waited for tea time.

Yu Yan had just finished dressing up, and her face, set off by her plain robe, had a hint of solemnity and coldness.

"Let's go!"

The two of them walked quickly towards the market town in the rain and snow.

Although Yu Yan was only at the fifth level of Qi training, his years of experience in fighting and combat were far beyond Shen Ping's reach. This kind of cultivator often had a unique temperament that could be seen by his peers at a glance.

When a robbery cultivator chooses his prey, he usually only attacks when the target is two levels lower than his own realm, or when the number is three times that of the prey.

(End of this chapter)