He used a roll of foundation-building mana to clean up the messy wing, and then walked out.

Mu Jin has woken up from her deep sleep.

She said apologetically: "Husband, yesterday it was all my fault that I was in poor health and could not make my husband happy to the fullest."

Shen Ping said casually, "Don't blame yourself, just practice as soon as possible in the future. By the way, Yu Yan has rented a shop in Nancheng. She is about to break through the ninth level of Qi training recently and has no time to take care of it. How about you go over and help run it? , As for Pengyun’s store..."

Mu Jin hurriedly said, "Husband, I will go and say goodbye today."

Shen Ping nodded, gave a few more instructions and left.

…

The sea far away from Nanyanzhou.

Over the deserted island.

Suddenly the space shook.

The dark red flying boat flew across with bloody light.

After the suspension is stable.

Monks wearing blood-colored masks filed out one after another.

The leading black-robed Nascent Soul monk stepped on a spot in the Desert Island Mountains, and a yellow token appeared in his palm.

boom.

With yellow blooming a beam of light.

Suddenly, a formation began to operate deep under the desert island.

"Tsk tsk, it is indeed here."

The black-robed Nascent Soul is smiling.

The majestic and pure mana surges around him.

Bang bang bang!

at the same time.

Behind him, thousands of Blood Luo Guard members cast spells to bombard the ground.

Until the passage is blasted out.

The black-robed Nascent Soul took Xue Luo Wei deep into the underground.

"you."

"And you."

"Stand on the center of the formation."

The ancient formation where two Blood Luo Guard members fell into the ground one after another.

Chichi.

Along with the movement of the formation.

There was a faint roar of strange beasts roaring throughout the passage cave.

The array pattern exudes vast coercion.

The black-robed Yuanying hurriedly took out the yellow token. When the yellow light enveloped all the Xueluo Guards, the entire beast's roar gradually dissipated.

puff!

Only half a cup of tea time.

A Xueluo guard standing at the core of the formation spit out blood, blood lines squirmed and spread on his cheeks, and blood glowed all over his body.

When Bai Yuxiu next to him saw this scene, he felt extremely nervous.

Roar! Roar!

There was a beast roaring in his heart.

The sound is getting louder and louder.

My body felt like it was going to explode.

The black-robed Nascent Soul frowned tightly. Seeing that Bai Yuxiu could no longer bear it, he quickly drew special lines on the token with his fingers.

town.

The yellow light instantly condensed into an ancient word "Zhen" and quickly enveloped the sky above the formation.

The formation that was originally running slowly stopped.

"My cultivation level is too low."

"Even the lowest level of formation can't bear it."

The black-robed Yuanying was helpless.

This local situation can only be conveyed to the headquarters through the special channels of Chunmanyuan.

…

August.

Heavy rain continued in Qingyang City.

Dark clouds cover the sky, and the sun and moon have no light.

In this uncomfortable environment, the Danxia Sect and the Hehuan Sect, the two major immortal sects of the Jin Kingdom, raised the rent of houses in alleys in the city, which immediately aroused dissatisfaction among a large number of casual cultivators.

It's just that the cultivation of casual cultivators is low.

Even if he is dissatisfied, he can only grit his teeth and swallow his anger.

After all, Qingyang City is a rare city where third-level spiritual veins gather. To practice here, even the most marginal Lushui Lane is equivalent to the foundation building cave of an ordinary sect.

This incident had no impact on Shen Ping.

Even the shop in Nancheng has waived the rent.

If he opens his mouth.

Shops in the most prosperous areas of Nancheng can be rented.

And these days.

His cultivation life is still boring, but with Yin Honglian, it occasionally becomes fulfilling.

Late at night.

The rain falling on the roof of the small courtyard was like jade beads falling on a plate.

In the bedroom.

Shen Ping watched his wives and concubines fall asleep one by one.

I started to examine myself every day.

Swipe towards various virtual boxes.

Talisman masters, metal and wood spiritual roots, puppet consciousness, physical lifespan, magical powers and spell resistance are all increasing. The quality of fire spiritual roots is also gradually improving. With Yin Honglian in the middle stage of foundation building, dual cultivation, every time The qualifications and formation experience gained are twice as much as ordinary ones.

But there is no bonus for dual cultivation, and the speed of improvement is also very slow.

Regarding this.

He didn't care either.

After all, he has broken through to foundation building, and his lifespan continues to increase. As long as he accumulates it for a long time, his fire spiritual roots will reach the top level sooner or later.

Also, the two spiritual roots of water and thunder are very close to forming real spiritual roots.

Of course, these are all secondary.

What Shen Ping really cares about is the natal talisman of the Purple Crown Frame.

[Birth Talisman: One (97/100)]

The magical power of Fu Tao brought about great changes in his practice.

And the natal talisman is obviously more powerful than the magical power.

What will happen if there is a breakthrough?

He has been waiting in his heart.

In fact, if I really had to practice dual cultivation a few more times regardless of my wife's health, I would have achieved a breakthrough long ago.

But he didn't do that.

moment.

Standing at the door of the hall.

The light of the crystal lamp illuminates the rain curtain.
To be continued...