If life were just like the first time we met

A low voice echoed in the private room.

The smile on Zeng Matchmaker's face, which was covered in makeup and powder, gradually faded.

She did not respond hastily, but stared at Shen Ping and asked, "In the eyes of monks, mortals are like ants. Not to mention wives and concubines, even direct bloodline will not give them cultivation resources. Although Wang Yun is Shen Fu Master Shen Fu’s wife, but after all, she is just a mortal without spiritual roots. With Master Shen Fu’s current foundation-building level cultivation and his status as a special guest, foundation-building Taoist companions can choose at will.”

"So why is Master Shen Fu obsessed with this?"

Shen Ping took a sip of the spiritual tea and said calmly: "Wang Yun was my wife when I was in Hongliu Lane of Yunshanfang. No matter how high my cultivation level is or what my status is, she will always be mine." wife."

Matchmaker Zeng laughed again, "This is what I admire about Master Shen Fu. The opportunity I mentioned last time was also out of my admiration for Master Shen Fu. There was only one spot that time, but unfortunately Master Shen Fu didn't accept it."

"Maybe that's a good thing."

"Although I, Chun Man Yuan, have made extensive research in this area, if I want to let mortals practice it, it will be too expensive and extremely dangerous. There is a possibility of death at any time."

"If Master Shen Fu really agreed last time, I can't guarantee whether your wife will still be alive today."

My wife's cheeks turned red and her skin became radiant and moist, and it took dozens of breaths for her to return to normal.

Speaking of which.

She felt the pounding heartbeat in her palms.

Since my husband broke through the foundation building.

Shen Ping looked at Wang Yun's serious face and sighed in his heart.

She had actually expected it in her heart. After all, as her husband's cultivation level increased day by day, the gap between immortals and mortals would become wider and wider like a chasm.

Pei Huoyu glanced at Shen Ping and said, "Do you want your wife to enter spiritual practice?"

Look at the shining golden light.

Matchmaker Zeng said confidently, "This is natural."

The bed in the spacious bedroom swayed.

He couldn't help but be excited.

Shen Ping interrupted, "Yun'er, since you got married, have I ever deceived you? You were there at the foundation banquet. The hall was full of golden elixirs, foundation building, and Nascent Soul monks were seated. Such scenes How can it be achieved by ordinary foundation building!"

She continued: "Chunmanyuan, like Zhenbao Tower, has influence all over the world. The difference is that Chunmanyuan's actions are despicable and not the way of monks of our generation."

Her smile bloomed like a peony.

After dilution, the mixed smell of Lingyu Ginseng Paste permeates the air.

Shen Ping said nothing.

Until you feel the warmth.

…

She looked at Shen Ping blankly.

"But now..."

Wang Yun deeply blamed herself.

Pei Huoyu suddenly said, "Chunmanyuan is not simple."

Shen Ping always took care of Bai Yuying and Luo Qing first.

Her mortal physique could not bear the excessive movements.

On the way back to Tongquan Lane.

Both Luo Qing and Bai Yuying could barely withstand the diluted power of Lingyu Ginseng Cream.

Scenes of scenes that once accompanied each other appeared in front of my eyes.

The deep golden color of the virtual frame shook violently.

She added: "As for Master Shen Fu's wife's cultivation, don't worry, the result will be within half a year."

He drank the spiritual tea in silence.

"Although Chunmanyuan is despicable, they always keep their promises."

Tears fell quietly.

Shen Ping couldn't help but said, "Chunmanyuan can allow mortals to practice. Has Senior Pei heard about this?"

"You can rest assured on this."

"Husband."

Wang Yunruo uses Lingyu Ginseng Cream.

Previously, he thought that the matchmaker Zeng was bragging, but what he never wanted to say was actually true?!

Of course this may be a slight exaggeration.

Her body trembled slightly, she raised her eyes and said, "What did your husband just say?"

"The so-called transformation of blood vessels, roots and bones, once completed in the future, will completely change the world of cultivation."

Matchmaker Zeng smiled lightly and said, "Even ordinary monks won't take a second look at Zhenbao Tower, so how can we waste resources on mortals, but we, Chunmanyuan, are different. We are committed to letting mortals practice, and the methods are not the same as Zhenbao Tower at all." Comparable."

Regarding this.

Matchmaker Zeng quickly caught up and handed out a jade slip.

No matter what the future holds.

turn out to be.

Tears flowed like a fountain.

He pulled open his wife's pink bellyband, and her waist sank.

Open the virtual panel.

Matchmaker Zeng sat on the chair again and spoke with a smile, "Mortals cannot practice cultivation, but if a mortal's bloodline and bones are specially modified and possess the qualifications for cultivation, they can naturally enter cultivation."

For a long time.

She said silently in her heart.

Like a heavy hammer.

Shen Ping said subconsciously, "Fake elixirs are also at the foundation-building level."

There is only one result.

But in recent months.

Shen Ping took a short rest.

How long will you stay with me in the future?

The voice fell on Wang Yun's ears.

"The appearance, body shape and other information are all recorded here."

Both Bai Yuying and Luo Qing gradually fell asleep in the completely immersive dual cultivation.

"right."

He was quite disappointed.

Shen Ping: "..."

She looked apologetic, "It's all because Yun'er is useless and can't make her husband happy."

"Transplantation of spiritual roots?"

Although he knew that his wife had been depressed recently, he did not expect it to be so severe.

Take a break.

If she has never heard of such things, then what Matchmaker Zeng said is completely unbelievable.

"You have always known how to act cautiously for your husband, and rarely do anything that attracts attention."

"If this is what Fellow Daoist Zeng said, then forget it."

The last touch of extremely luxurious purple surges from the depths.

"And this Tongquan Lane."

Wang Yun was shocked. She bit her lower lip and shook her head, "How can a mortal practice? Husband..."

Shen Ping was silent.

She is always the first.

"Half a year!"

"Mortals can also practice."

All of a sudden.
To be continued...