Qingyang City.

Tongquan Lane.

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

There is a spiritual mist rising here all year round, and every day the rising and setting will be accompanied by the glow of the sun.

It is difficult for ordinary Jindan real people to live here.

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

Deacon Xia, as the sitting deacon of the Zhenbao Building, spends most of his time here, although the spacious single-family courtyard is not as quiet as the Lingmai Cave Mansion, but he is used to living for a long time.

"Qualification ......"

These days.

He didn't go to Zhenbaolou, but he was still concerned about the qualification assessment of the Qi Cultivation Master in his heart, Jin Dan Zhenren had a life span of five hundred years, and it seemed that he could experience the vicissitudes of life and sit and watch the world, but in fact, this amount of life was not enough for many Jin Dan.

The promotion of each small realm is often a hundred years, if you encounter a bottleneck, sometimes a card is decades, hard work to the consummation of Jindan, but also have to make various resource preparations for the promotion of Yuanying, success is good, if it fails, all the previous efforts are wasted.

The mind is tenacious to start again, and it can't bear the blow and is decadent and stagnant.

And the real treasure building is spread all over the world, and the resources are sufficient.

But even a deacon like Deacon Xia, who is stationed in the general station, can't easily get promotion resources, but if there is a special guest secretary, the situation will be completely different.

"It's hard!"

Inside the small courtyard.

Deacon Xia sighed while drinking the spirit wine alone, he was over four hundred years old, and he had to prepare all kinds of life-prolonging elixirs for decades of cold and summer, but his family knew his own affairs, even if he extended his life for another hundred years, it would be difficult to touch the threshold of a fake baby, let alone get married!

Airplanes~

Then.

The messenger is micro-shocking.

It's the news of the shopkeeper.

He was a little nervous for a moment.

"Senior Xia, congratulations, congratulations!"

Voices are heard.

Deacon Xia's eyes widened, and then he suddenly got up, he picked up the jade gourd and poured the spirit wine directly into his mouth, "Good, good!" ”

……

The entrance of the real treasure building.

Shopkeeper Qu personally sent Shen Ping out.

After the other guests congratulated, they did not continue to talk, but left with a sense of humor, and he waited for Shen Fushi's joy to be calm, and it was not too late for them to make friends again.

"Qu senior!"

"Thank you for your help!"

Shen Ping saluted.

Before and after this qualification assessment, the shopkeeper Qu helped a lot, maybe the other party was just a gesture, but he accepted this kindness.

Shopkeeper Qu said with a smile, "Master Shen Fu should not be polite, you can pass the qualification assessment by yourself, even if Qu doesn't say it, with your rune level, you will be able to stand out in the True Treasure Building sooner or later...... I won't bother too much today, I believe that Master Shen wants to see his relatives even more at this moment! ”

He arched his hand and turned away.

Hear this.

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

The urgency in his heart to go home could no longer be suppressed.

……

Huiquan Lane No. 13 Courtyard.

Yu Yanpan sat on the bed in the wing, his eyes opening from time to time and looking at the courtyard gate through the wooden window.

Wang Yun carefully watered the jujube tree seedlings with a gourd, but her eyes kept paying attention to the distance.

Bai Yuying, who usually goes to the meditation room to practice the most, also sat bored next to the stone platform, staring at the small courtyard with her chin in her palm.

Luo Qing meticulously wiped the tables and wooden chairs in the hall, an action she had been repeating these days.

The sunset stains the sky red.

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

Bai Yuying snapped her fingers, "One day, two days...... The husband has been gone for many days, why hasn't he come back, Ying'er is about to die of misery. ”

Wang Yun was about to ask if she wanted to cook today, when she saw a long oblique figure outside the small courtyard approaching.

She rushed out overjoyed.

"Husband!"

Bumped into his arms.

Wang Yun hugged Shen Ping's broad waist tightly, snorting and sniffing the familiar taste that was deep in the memory of flesh and blood.

Shen Ping laughed, he raised his head, Bai Yuying, Yu Yan, and Luo Qing were already standing at the door of the small courtyard, and he stretched out his arms.

Bai Yuying was soon buried deep in his chest.

Moment.

He walked to the small courtyard, looked at Yu Yanluo and said softly: "For so many days, you have been waiting for a long time...... Celebrate tonight! ”

Yu Yan clasped her hands to her chest, the curve outline was about to come out, and she smiled at the corner of her lips: "Husband, why do you have to be at night, it's better now?" ”

Bai Yuying shook Shen Ping's arm, "Husband, Ying'er can't wait for a moment. ”

Shen Ping was stunned.

He looked at his wife and concubine one by one again, and after confirming the longing look.

Such an opportunity.

How can you stand it!

Immediately, the tiger stepped forward.

Suddenly.

The small courtyard is gone.

A few days later.

The morning light poured into the bedroom with the wooden windows pushed open.

The cold winter air swept in.

The rich warmth of the channel quickly faded.

Shen Ping came to the small courtyard and stretched out refreshedly, his eyes met the morning sun and showed his first smile in a few days.

Then.

Yu Yan, who had changed into a robe, walked out.

"Husband, the store in Nancheng hasn't been open for a while, I'll take a look."

"I'll come with you."

"Relaxation should be moderate, in a few days, I'm afraid I'll be busy again!"

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

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

But passing the qualification assessment does not mean that he can relax for a long time, because just the day before yesterday, the shopkeeper Qu sent a message to let him go to Zhenbaolou at the end of next month.

Although the specific things are not said, eighty percent of them are related to the assessment of the special guest secretary.

Got to this point.

Regardless of whether the follow-up special guest secretary can pass or not, he has to give it a try.

At the beginning of the day.

The two came to the main street of the southern city.

The noise immediately rose one after another, among which the monks who set up stalls peddling all kinds of talismans, pills, and magic weapons occupied the mainstream, compared to the other main streets of Qingyang City, although the southern city looked more chaotic, but it was a place where scattered cultivators often came.

The shop rented by Yu Yan was not big, but it was not far from the entrance of the main street, and the rental fee was slightly higher, so she took Shen Ping to the store, as if walking into another place, and the noisy sounds in her ears suddenly disappeared.

Finger flicking.

The dust on the shelves in the store was quickly cleared, and in a short time the whole store was completely renewed.

Shen Ping walked behind the counter and looked at the monk outside, quite a fresh feeling of a shopkeeper, subconsciously he remembered the shopkeeper Chen of Xiuchun Pavilion, and sighed lightly: "I don't know what happened to the old locust tree in the backyard......

(End of chapter)