Chapter 39 I really can't pay it back this time

The excavation of the Yunshan Swamp Flame Gold Mine has been ongoing, and the Jinyang Sect is still recruiting monks. Although the salary offered has not increased, the conditions have been made more convenient. As long as a contract is signed, several years of additional spirit stones can be paid in advance, but it will take half a year to go to the Deacon Hall in the Market to collect it.

This is extremely tempting for monks who are in urgent need of spirit stones.

Although Shen Ping did not pay attention to it, he occasionally heard Manager Chen mention it. It was said that many people from the lower level and even those in the middle stage of Qi training in the area around Hongliu Lane had signed up.

Mining is very tiring.

But it is much more stable than the days of fighting where one's life is at risk at any time.

More importantly, the income is reliable.

If he had not activated the golden finger, he would most likely be a member of the flying boat now.

“Life is not easy!”

The flying boat stopped at the edge and a large number of monks filed out.

Looking at these monks with tired faces and a hint of numbness in their eyes.

Shen Ping couldn't help but sigh.

No matter what level of society you are in, without special circumstances, it is difficult to have a chance to turn things around.

"Fellow Daoist, would you like some pills?"

The monk who was a small vendor took the opportunity to speak.

Shen Ping threw out the spirit stone, "Give me a bottle of Qi Condensation Pill."

"Okay."

The transaction is completed.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back to Yunhe Lane, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye, mixed in with a large number of mining monks. His heart skipped a beat, and he seemed to understand.

Take a deep breath.

He turned and walked away quickly.

When I returned to the courtyard, it was already dark.

The wives and concubines had prepared sumptuous meals and were waiting.

Finished the meal in a hurry.

Shen Ping went to the quiet room to meditate until midnight, then went straight downstairs, stood at the door, closed his eyes and waited.

As time passed, his thoughts gradually fluctuated.

I had felt that there was something wrong with Fellow Daoist Yu before.

Now it seems that something has indeed gone wrong, otherwise how could she go mining with her strength!

Mining is stable.

But if the time is too long, the energy of the mineral veins will penetrate the meridians, and there will be no hope of building a foundation in this life.

It is normal for low-level monks to choose mining when they see no hope.

But Yu Yan is at the fifth level of Qi training and has a solid foundation. If he keeps improving, he may have opportunities in the future.

Thoughts are flying.

There were footsteps outside.

Then the door was gently pushed open.

See Shen Ping.

Yu Yan's eyes trembled slightly under the mask. She turned sideways to close the door and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Shen, you are not waiting for me again... Fifth level of Qi training, wow, you are really bold!"

As she spoke, she walked towards the main room.

Unexpectedly, Shen Ping stopped Yu Yan. Instead of asking why she wanted to mine, he reached out and prepared to lift the mask on her face.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, please respect yourself!"

Yu Yan moved away one step ahead, her voice became slightly colder, and then she walked quickly into the room.

At the moment when the door was about to close.

Shen Ping spoke slowly, "Fellow Daoist Yu is planning to leave Yunhe Lane after returning the spirit stones, right?"

Yu Yan's body trembled slightly, and she glanced at Shen Ping, "It seems that it is not Brother Shen's turn to worry about what I do. If you have this time, you should go and accompany your wives and concubines!"

"Mining in Yunshan Swamp is to cut off your chance to build your foundation!"

Hearing this.

Yu Yan froze in place for a long while before she sighed, "I have no hope of building a foundation anymore, Fellow Daoist Shen, don't waste your time on me."

Speaking of.

She took off her mask.

Half of his cheek was covered with black veins like spider webs, and these veins seemed to be alive, slowly wriggling.

Shen Ping's expression suddenly changed, "This, this is..."

"Black-line poisonous insect."

"Any cultivator who gets infected will have his blood, energy and spiritual power gradually devoured. With my cultivation level and the degree of infection, I can only hold out for half a year at most!"

Yu Yan put on her mask again, walked up to Shen Ping and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Shen, are you sure you still want to take me as your concubine? If the black-line poisonous insect enters your body, the stable life you have worked so hard to achieve will be ruined."

"Without protection, your wives and concubines may end up in a more miserable situation than you and me."

"Do you want to enjoy a night of pleasure, or do you want to build a foundation for immortality?!"

Let’s talk about the latter.

Yu Yan was as cold as ice. She turned around without hesitation and closed the door! "Fellow Daoist Shen, don't make a choice."

"You can toss around a little longer tonight."

The sound from behind the door echoed throughout the building.

Shen Ping was silent.

Black-lined poisonous insects... a very special kind of monster in the Yunshan Swamp. Its poison is not very strong, but it is very difficult to deal with. First-grade high-quality detoxifying pills can only suppress it but cannot completely eliminate it.

He thought of the Zhenbaolou auction.

Every month's auction features rare treasures.

There are many poisonous monsters in the Yunshan Swamp, and no one can guarantee that they will not encounter accidents. Therefore, just like the high-quality detoxifying pills, any item used to detoxify, whether it is a pill or something else, will be fought over once it appears at the auction.

"Purple Jade Blood Vine Root, White Bearded Tree Ginseng..."

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

Any one of these can eradicate the black-line poisonous insects in Yu Yan's body.

In Yan's eyes, it was a situation of certain death.

But when one’s status and connections reach a certain level, the so-called inevitable death is simply a matter of not having enough spirit stones.

No more words were said.

Shen Ping took out a bottle of high-quality detoxifying pills from his storage bag and placed it at the door.

Once bitten by a snake, one will be afraid of ropes for ten years.

I've enjoyed suppressing venom day and night.

He always keeps this detoxifying pill as a backup.

As for whether it was worth auctioning the more expensive purple jade blood vine roots and white beard tree ginseng for Yu Yan, he did not consider it.

If you come across it at an auction and have plenty of spirit stones, you must buy it. Even if it is not for Yu Yan, you can keep it as a backup.

If Yu Yan can't touch it before she can completely suppress the toxicity, then she can only let nature take its course.

Just like in Red Willow Lane.

If she were to encounter a high-level robber, Yu Yan would not risk her life for her old neighbor.

This isn’t about indifference.

Just a life.

…

The next day.

The wooden building was filled with the rich scent of flower petals.

After taking a comfortable bath, Yu Yan couldn't help but laugh at herself when she thought about what happened last night.

She looked up at the wooden planks on the roof, which had no mute note on them, "I don't know how long I can listen to this!"

Put on the mask and open the door.

She immediately noticed the detoxification pill that Shen Ping had placed at the door.

Pick it up and sniff it.

"High-quality anti-poison pill..."

Yu Yan was stunned and stood there for a long time without moving.

Until I heard footsteps upstairs.

She laughed and shook the jade bottle, "Fellow Daoist Shen, thank you, but I can't pay you back this time. Don't expect me to dig for a few more days. I'm exhausted!"

Shen Ping looked at Yu Yan's leaving back and laughed in silence.

Turn around.

Have a meal.

Make talismans.

Practice.

Life became dull and boring again.

However, every month that followed, he resumed his plan to go to the Zhenbaolou auction.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of March.

This day.

Dozens of large flying boats came from the sky and hovered directly in the air above the market town.

Wow.

The restriction of the market formation was opened for the first time in more than 20 years.

ps: Happy New Year to all my readers!

(End of this chapter)