Chapter 133 Falling into a Pit(2/2)
But this time it's different.
There is Shen Ping.
Many monks who heard about this incident were moved by the news.
Even Jindan Keqing from Zhenbao Tower wanted an invitation.
Danxia Sect and Hehuan Sect, Jin Dan, who was unable to attend the foundation building banquet last time, also said hello this time.
Chongyu is just a late-stage foundation building.
How dare you refuse.
But too many invitations will inevitably make Shen Ping unhappy.
That's why I asked Shen Ping to come out this time to discuss the invitation list.
Shen Ping glanced at the jade slip.
Just a small wine tasting.
The number of invited monks can almost match that of the foundation banquet.
Chong Yan's straightforward voice sounded: "Master Shen Fu, one of the Jindan seniors, Chong, is really hard to refuse politely. The other fellow foundation-building Taoists also have connections and some favors... If Master Shen Fu thinks it's too much, you can Just cross it out and Chong will have a reason to show it to the outside world."
Shen Ping knew that Chong Keqing had this kind of temperament, so he mused, "That's it, let's just settle on this. It's just about tasting wine."
Chong Yan laughed, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, this time I, Chong, owe Master Shen Fu a favor. If it will be useful in the future, just tell me."
"By the way, there is something. Fairy Caishang from Xianmiao Tower asked me to give you something."
Said.
Colored crystals appeared in his palm.
"Sound transmission stone."
"I've checked it, and there's nothing wrong with it."
"This kind of sound transmission stone is of high quality, and we foundation-building monks are really reluctant to use it."
He handed it to Shen Ping with a smile.
Then he stood up and said goodbye.
Shen Ping looked at the colored crystals. Such items are sold in Zhenbao Building, but they are expensive. In addition to transmitting sounds, they can also transmit images through certain special methods. In some ways, they are similar to jade slips.
With the strength of Fairy Caishang, even if she is famous in Xianmiao Tower, she still has to pay a high price to buy colored crystals.
Shake his head.
He waved his hand and flashed the light, then put it into the spiritual ring.
As for what Fairy Caishang wanted to do through the sound transmission stone, he was not interested at all.
Leave Zhenbao Building.
He came to the Huiquan Lane courtyard.
Mu Jin, who was wearing a Baoyuan embroidered moire dress, was waiting at the entrance of the hospital.
See Shen Ping.
Mu Jin's sweet cheeks showed joy.
"Master Shen Fu."
She stepped forward and took Shen Ping's arm.
Shen Ping took advantage of the situation and hugged his slender waist, smiling and saying: "You don't have to be so divided in the future."
He has been in a good mood recently.
The wives, concubines, and Taoists are already silver or above.
No more ordinary frames.
And the same was true for Mu Jin in front of her.
Although he didn't care too much in his heart, after all, he had gone through a lot of troubles, so he didn't need to be too harsh in the title.
Mu Jin was startled, then she realized and cautiously opened her lips, "Husband, husband."
"Moisten it more."
"Husband~"
The voice has a charming tone.
Shen Ping nodded with satisfaction.
Come to the familiar bedroom.
Just turned back.
Then he saw tears welling up in the corners of Mu Jin's eyes.
She smiled sweetly and said: "Husband, today I want to truly experience the strength of foundation building."
Talking room.
She walked towards the edge of the bed step by step.
The clothes on his body had slipped off quietly.
soon.
The two branches of the jujube tree slowly formed a horizontal line.
The straight shadow has winding arcs on both sides, and it seems to be filled with a special fragrance.
A small boat floating on the lake.
With the water waves sweeping across.
Sudden violent shaking.
a long time.
Wrinkles appeared at the broken point of the boat.
Looking at Mu Jin who was tired and sleeping.
Shen Ping shook his head gently.
He still had some strength left, otherwise Mu Jin, who was at the seventh level of Qi training, would not be able to bear it if he really showed off his strength.
Walk out of the hall.
Yin Honglian, wearing a fiery red palace dress, stood in the small courtyard.
When Shen Ping raised his eyes.
She said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Shen, since this fellow Daoist Mu is not good, then let Honglian test your true strength!"
Shen Ping smiled calmly, "It seems that Fellow Daoist Honglian is ready, please!"
The voice fell.
Two figures had already flashed into the side room.
Chapter completed!