Chapter 200: Old Friends and Farewell



Chapter 200: Old Friends and Farewell

[Your wife will never abandon you, current affection level 100+40]

[Dual Cultivation Bonus: 14]

[You and your Taoist partner are in love, current emotional level is 100+60]

[Dual Cultivation Bonus: 16]

[Your Taoist partner depends on you for life and death, current affection level: 60+20]

[Dual Cultivation Bonus: 12]

[Your Taoist partner depends on you for life and death, current emotional level 100+20]

[Dual Cultivation Bonus: 12]

[Your Taoist partner is devoted to you, current affection level 40+20]

[Dual Cultivation Bonus: 12]

The attributes of Wang Yun, Yu Yan, Bai Yuying, Luo Qing and Mu Jin, one purple, one pink and three gold, have changed.

Both the emotional level and the bonus have been slightly improved.

If it was before the rouge frame appeared, Shen Ping would not care too much about it. But since he guessed that the emotion level might show the degree of his emotions towards his wives, concubines and fellow Taoist partners, he would pay extra attention to the changes in this column every time he reflected on himself.

pity.

No matter how caring and protective he is.

There is no improvement in the emotional level above.

Since then.

Shen Ping understood that some affection might deceive others but it was difficult to deceive himself, and the attribute box showed his true feelings deep in his heart.

In this cruel world of cultivating immortals.

He has walked on thin ice until now, and even though he has successfully built his foundation and his strength and status have been greatly improved, he still dares not love his wife, concubines and Taoist companions without reservation.

There is a place for them in my heart.

This is the limit of what Shen Ping can do.

However, at this moment.

After experiencing the confusion last night, he now knew the way forward.

The window hidden deep in my heart opened quietly without me noticing.

That's exactly why.

The long-standing emotional levels of wives, concubines and companions have increased, and the original twelve limits of dual cultivation bonus have also broken through the limit along with the changes in emotional levels.

What will happen in the future.

Shen Ping was not sure, but he knew that at least from this moment on, the position of his wives, concubines and fellow Taoist partners in his heart had become irreplaceable.

Close the virtual panel.

Looking at the beautiful wives and concubines.

He smiled and said, "It is truly a blessing for me to have you by my side!"

When the wives and concubines heard this, they all smiled coquettishly.

Bai Yuying even sat on Shen Ping's left leg like a spoiled child, with her arms around his neck, and said with a sweet breeze blowing from her lips and teeth: "My husband hasn't said such heart-warming words for a while, hehe, but Ying'er likes to hear it."

Shen Ping pinched her fair face, took her waist and said jokingly, "You are so sweet-mouthed. Are you craving for the fire-cooked chicken at Dewang Tower again? Let me see if you are drooling!"

"My husband is so bad."

"Ying'er is greedy every day, you know that, but you still need to check, huh."

Bai Yuying blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "In my opinion, my husband just likes to let Ying'er show off her running skills in public."

Pop.

Lightly tap the round curve with your palm.

Shen Ping's face was full of seriousness, "Ying'er, please don't misunderstand me. I just want to see how small this cramped space is."

Yu Yan couldn't help but laugh and said, "My husband has lived here for so long, don't you know how narrow the house is?"

Luo Qing, who was not good at speaking, suddenly said, "Qing'er thinks that the main room where Sister Yu Yan lives is the narrowest and very deep."

"Yeah?"

Yu Yan's eyes turned, the corners of her lips curled up a little, and she smiled meaningfully, "It doesn't matter if the house is narrow. My husband likes the layout and scenery of the room more. Among all the sisters, Sister Qing'er seems to like white the most."

Wang Yun added softly, "It's white with a hint of red."

Luo Qing's cheeks suddenly turned red.

He quickly lowered his head and drank the rice porridge.

But Yu Yan seemed to be interested. She looked at Mu Jin again and continued talking with interest.

Mu Jin hasn't come to her senses yet.

Bai Yuying, not wanting to be outdone, revealed all of Yu Yan's preferences.

soon.

In the narrow outer hall of the house, a feast of communication and discussion began.

Shen Ping, the main culprit, became a bystander, listening with great interest to his wives and concubines' different views on Taoism.

Eat normally.

If he didn't speak, his wives and concubines would rarely communicate.

But now it seems different.

Although the discussion of Taoism was initiated by him, his wives, concubines and fellow Taoists did not stop at the point as usual, but instead spoke freely.

Even the taciturn Yin Honglian occasionally spoke.

This situation.

Shen Ping felt quite relieved.

After all, this is what a colorful life is all about.

Near noon.

The elder in charge of Jindan and the deacons and guests stationed at Yunshanfang of Zhenbao Tower, led by Shopkeeper Ding, came to Yunhe Lane.

Most of the cultivators in the alley were surprised when they heard the news. However, when they learned that several Jindan foundation-building cultivators had temporarily stayed in Room C yesterday, they felt relieved and began to guess the identities of these cultivators.

It must be extraordinary that Zhenbaolou could give such a grand reception.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they could not obtain any information at all.

Inside the house.

Shen Ping had already sensed the movement at the gate of the courtyard.

Although Yunshanfang covers a large area, the number of high-level cultivators is very small. Especially after the Blood Sky Sacrifice Formation, the Jinyang Sect and other sects have never sent Jindan Zhenren here again. Even if they come here to mine for resources, they only arrange some foundation-building cultivators and the cultivation families within the sect.

Therefore, whenever a powerful Jindan expert appears here, it will easily attract the attention of Zhenbao Tower.

And Shopkeeper Ding knew where Shen Ping used to live.

After hearing the news, I investigated carefully.

It’s not difficult to guess that it’s Shen Ping.

"It looks like we won't be here for long."

"If my husband wants to stay a few more days, I'll go out and tell Manager Ding."

"No need."

Shen Ping stood at the corner of the wooden stairs, looked back at the skylight, then looked at the main room and the quiet room. The memory of having lived here for seven years emerged in front of his eyes, but there was no nostalgia in his eyes, only calmness.

The past is gone.

There is no point in reminiscing any more.

"Let's go!"

Look away.

Without hesitation he turned and walked down the stairs.

The wives and concubines followed closely behind with smiles.

There was no trace of reluctance in his eyes.

It would be best if this memory remained in their hearts.

The backyard of Zhenbao Building.

After Shen Ping exchanged greetings with other elders, deacons and many guests in the hall, he came to the wing room.

Shopkeeper Ding is already waiting here.

See Shen Ping.

He hurriedly stood up and called out respectfully, "Senior Shen."

Since the foundation-building banquet.

The two had not seen each other for nearly seven years.

Although there were communications and correspondence during the period, the world is unpredictable and the huge gap in status and strength made the relationship between the two no longer the same as before.

However, Shen Ping still remembered the foundation-building resources that Manager Ding had given him. Although those resources were nothing to him, he always kept this friendship in his heart.

Now we meet again at the Zhenbaolou station where we met in the past.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of closeness.

"Manager Ding, there's no need to be so distant."

"With our friendship, it would be too formal to address each other like this."

Shen Ping smiled gently.

Shopkeeper Ding's face relaxed, and he sat back on the chair. Looking at Shen Ping, who was wearing a long robe with embroidered wide patterns, he stroked his beard and said with emotion: "Master Shen Fu, it has been several years since we last met at the foundation building banquet. I didn't expect that you have already become a cultivator in the late foundation building stage, while I am still standing still!"

His words came from the bottom of his heart.

It is not easy to practice.

It becomes even more difficult after building the foundation.

Even with the support of Zhenbao Tower, a top force spanning five continents and four seas, he only has a few more opportunities than other independent cultivators and sect disciples. If he wants to improve his cultivation, he must make contributions.

Shopkeeper Ding established his foundation before the age of sixty, and his spiritual aptitude is average. In addition, he has no skills such as elixirs, talismans, weapons and formations. It is already the limit for him to become the shopkeeper of a branch station relying solely on his connections. If he wants to continue to be promoted, he can only rely on the contributions accumulated over the years.

In fact.

There are countless cultivators like Manager Ding in the world of cultivation. The speed at which their cultivation level improves is the normal state of cultivation. They can be promoted to the middle stage of foundation building in ten or twenty years, and to the late stage of foundation building in a century. They are all considered to be relatively excellent foundation building cultivators.

In just less than ten years, Shen Ping advanced from foundation building to the late foundation building stage. Such a speed would be among the best in Zhongsheng Continent, where the environment for cultivation is excellent.

But it's just emotion.

There was only genuine envy in Manager Ding's eyes, and no other emotions, because he knew that the moment Shen Ping became a special guest official, his future was limitless, and his current cultivation strength fully proved this.

"Manager Ding."

“Although there are different stages in spiritual practice, as long as you have faith in yourself and keep moving forward, I believe that there will be a unique landscape on the road to immortality.”

Shen Ping spoke sincerely.

There is no shortage of geniuses in the spiritual world.

But how many people can finally reach the top?

This road to immortality.

Too many brilliant and beautiful people are buried here.

If spiritual practice could determine immortality, the new generation would have been left far behind by the geniuses in the past.

Shopkeeper Ding was startled.

Then he stood up and bowed earnestly, saying, "Master Shen Fu, I appreciate your words!"

The two then started chatting.

Most of them are about the recent situation of Yunshanfang.

After a few cups of tea.

Shen Ping hesitated for a moment and asked, "Shopkeeper Ding, I see that Xiuchun Pavilion is still in the market. I wonder where the former Shopkeeper Chen and the Taoist Chen behind him are now?"

This time I return to Yunshanfang.

In addition to fulfilling Bai Yuying's wish, he also wanted to meet those old friends.

Shopkeeper Ding shook his head and said, "The previous shopkeeper Chen of Xiuchun Pavilion has long since died. As for Fellow Daoist Chen, she moved back to Yunshanfang during the war between the righteous and evil sects. She has been meditating in the branch sect's spiritual vein cave and occasionally taking care of her family affairs. I saw her on the third floor a while ago."

"If Master Shen Fu wants to see her, Ding can send a message to her."

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

At Shen Ping's foundation-building banquet.

He got to know Chen Shurong.

There is some connection between them.

Especially after returning to Zhenbao Tower in Yunshanfang, the two of them interacted more frequently.

Therefore, Shopkeeper Ding knew about the previous situation of Xiuchun Pavilion.

Shen Ping nodded, "Then I'll trouble Shopkeeper Ding."

Shen time.

The backyard of Xiuchun Pavilion.

The old locust tree, which originally had lush branches and leaves that almost covered half of the courtyard, is no longer there.

The yard suddenly seemed a little empty.

When Shen Ping walked in, he looked at the old locust tree and couldn't help but sigh.

To be honest.

Shopkeeper Chen was the first late-stage Qi training cultivator he met in Yunshanfang.

Although the two have interests involved.

But the friendship is not shallow.

It's a pity that fate plays tricks on us.

At this time.

A beautiful figure walked out of the door.

She was wearing a loose embroidered white robe, which showed her magnificent curves before the waist. She walked to the side of Shen Ping who was standing at the old locust tree and said softly, "Master Shen Fu, it was Shurong who was wrong about what happened back then."

"A monk knows his own feelings."

Shen Ping replied calmly, then turned around and looked at Chen Shurong and said, "I'm not meeting you to reminisce about the past, but I want to understand something."

Chen Shurong hurriedly said, "Master Shen Fu, if you have anything to ask, please feel free to ask."

Shen Ping didn't speak in a hurry.

He first walked slowly for a few steps in the courtyard, and then asked: "Fellow Daoist Chen, do you know the Shen family of Yuequan Peak of Jinyang Sect?"

Chen Shurong was stunned, and couldn't help but look at Shen Ping again, "Shurong does know about the Shen family of Yuequan Peak, but when the righteous and evil sects were fighting, several foundation-building monks of the Shen family died in the Jinzhou battlefield. Due to the lack of successors in the family, they had to temporarily leave Yuequan Peak and come to Yunshan Swamp to cooperate with the branch sect to manage the mineral vein affairs."

"Could it be that Master Shen Fu came from..."

The words were not finished.

But when Chen Shurong noticed Shen Ping's expression, she understood.

But she couldn't believe it.

Unexpectedly, among the Shen family of Yuequan Peak of Jinyang Sect, there was such an outstanding genius in the art of talismans, and he also became a special guest of Zhenbao Tower with a very high status.

Shen Ping said quietly, "Back then, the Jinyang Sect came to Yunshan Swamp to open up wasteland. Since I had ordinary qualifications and it was difficult for me to build a foundation, I was sent here by the family."

Chen Shurong remained silent.

Opening up the Yunshan Swamp is extremely dangerous. Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator could die if he is not careful, let alone a cultivator at the lower level of Qi training. Although the Shen family's move is perfectly normal among the cultivation families in the sect, it undoubtedly means they have completely given up on Shen Ping and left him to fend for himself.

Shen Ping's voice continued: "Fortunately, Shen has a deep fortune. Under the will of fate, I have had some opportunities in the way of talismans, which led to my current achievements."

"But after all, the Shen family has raised me, and this time I return to Yunshanfang to repay this favor."

Speaking of.

He flipped his palm, and a spiritual ring with a deep blue luster floated out.

Shen Ping looked at Chen Shurong and said, "This storage ring contains several bottles of elixirs needed for the Qi training stage, as well as foundation-building elixirs and foundation-building treasures... In addition, there are also Shen's experience in the art of talismans. Although it is only at the second level, it is enough for cultivators to use."

"Fellow Daoist Chen, I hope you can give it to the head of the Shen family on my behalf. You don't need to tell them the specific reason."

Chen Shurong hesitated and said, "Master Shen Fu, isn't he afraid that Shurong will swallow it up privately?"

Shen Ping smiled calmly, "There is a special blood restriction on the surface of the storage ring. Only people with Shen family blood can open it. Other cultivators, even Jindan Zhenren, will break the storage ring if they force it open."

Regarding this.

Chen Shurong had no doubt at all. She nodded seriously and said, "Master Shen Fu has entrusted me with this. I will definitely do it!"

Shen Ping spread his hands, and a delicate jade bottle floated in his palm. Then he waved his fingers and the jade bottle floated in front of Chen Shurong. "This is a high-quality elixir required by foundation-building cultivators. It is very valuable. With this elixir, you can cultivate to the middle stage of foundation-building."

"This matter is over."

"Fellow Daoist Chen... Goodbye!"

After saying.

He turned and left.

But before he left the courtyard, Chen Shurong's voice rang out from behind him: "Master Shen Fu, will we ever meet again?"

"It will happen if it's meant to be."

The voice fell.

Shen Ping's figure has disappeared.

Chen Shurong suddenly felt lost.

She knew that she would never see the talisman master she had missed again in this life.

"some people."

"If you miss it, you will miss it for a lifetime."

A sigh sounded faintly in the courtyard.

The next day at noon.

The hall in the backyard of Zhenbao Building.

The Jindan elders, deacons and guests stationed at the branch locations all tried to retain the boss.

"It's rare for Master Shen Fu to come back, why not stay a few more days!"

"Yes, Yunshanfang is after all the place where Master Shen Fu first practiced!"

Listen to these words.

Shen Ping shook his head, "Everyone, I have something else to do, so I can't stay here any longer. I hope you can forgive me."

A few pleasantries.

The other monks walked into the courtyard, leaving the space in the hall to Manager Ding, Guest Ruan, Guest Luo and other monks who were familiar with Shen Ping.

"I was able to become a guest of Zhenbao Tower and have a stable life of cultivation, thanks to your care. I will give these pills to you as a token of my appreciation."

Shen Ping took out several exquisite jade bottles from the Qingguang Ring and handed them out.

Ruan Keqing, Luo Keqing and others hesitated, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Shopkeeper Ding said with a smile, "Since it is Master Shen Fu who sent us here, we will shamelessly accept it."

He took the lead and took the jade bottle.

The other guests all smiled and bowed.

"By the way, Master Shen Fu, there is something I almost forgot."

Shopkeeper Ding seemed to remember something, slapped his forehead, and took out a jade slip, "This was given to me by a female cultivator, who said she was an old friend of Fellow Daoist Shen."

Shen Ping's spiritual consciousness immediately penetrated into the jade slip.

There was no sound from the jade slip.

Only a line of beautiful handwriting flashed.

"Damn old talisman master."

"Don't think that if you run away, I, Chen Ying, won't be able to find you and settle accounts with you. Wait for me - this little demon girl is worth a Rejuvenating Pill."

See this.

The long-lost dusty memory is opened.

He seemed to see the enchantress who often sat barefoot by the wooden window in the courtyard of Yunhe Lane in a daze, and her innocent voice rang in his ears.

"Chen Ying."

Many memories came to mind.

He couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Past years.

The people you meet and the things that happen.

Even though there are regrets.

There is no need to make up for it.

Because this is the practice.

Raise your head.

He looked at Shopkeeper Ding, his eyes gradually showing a look of departure.

"Master Shen Fu."

"goodbye!"

Shopkeeper Ding bowed with a smile.

He knew that after this farewell, Master Shen Fu would surely soar like a roc into the sky... He would have no regrets in his life to have met such a genius.

call out.

The silver-white light shot straight into the sky.

Yunshanfang.

Getting smaller and smaller.

Looking down at the houses below.

Shen Ping's eyes fell in the direction of Hongliu Lane, where there seemed to be a talisman master buried on a desk, slowly raising his head.

Two intersecting gazes of time converge.

Then they smiled at each other.

Until the escaping light is far away from the edge of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Wang Yun, Yu Yan, Bai Yuying, Mu Jin, Luo Qing… They subconsciously turned their eyes and looked at the outline of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The lips moved in unison.

Yunshanfang.

This time it’s really goodbye.

PS: Thank you for your monthly tickets and rewards. I had to write yesterday and today's two chapters, but fortunately they are successfully completed. Next, the pace will speed up! The protagonist is about to take off!

(End of this chapter)


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