Longevity begins with marrying a wife

The voice was full of sincerity.

Zhongshengzhou Zhenbao Tower is such a place.

Usually, even the person in charge of the Jindan elders who are stationed in the point are rarely qualified to go. Their husbands have outstanding talents, so it is normal for them to be able to go, but it is different for them, wives and concubines, not to mention the headquarters, even if they go to Zhongshengzhou I'm afraid it's all very difficult.

therefore.

Wang Yun, Bai Yuying and the others really wanted to know what their husband had paid for.

Quiet room.

Pei Huoyu, who was covered in light armor with round curves, couldn't help but look at the female cultivators in front of her. In her heart, Shen Ping's wives, concubines, and Taoist monks were just ordinary monks. Being able to build a foundation successfully in this life was the limit of cultivation. With such qualifications Compared with the status of the core members of Shen Ping's Grade A, the status of female cultivators is far different. To say that they are affiliated with the Dragon Club is to flatter them.

In the future, wait for Shen Ping to reach the state of becoming a god and higher.

The gap between the two sides will inevitably grow wider.

At that time, the best destination for these female cultivators is to pass away after their Nascent Soul expires.

Therefore, Pei Huoyu rarely communicated with Yu Yan, Wang Yun and the others. Even though she knew in her heart that she would become a Taoist companion of Shen Ping, she never thought about integrating with them.

but now.

She felt the deep affection in their eyes.

My inner impression couldn't help but change slightly.

No matter what the qualifications of these Taoist wives and concubines are, their affection for Shen Ping alone is worthy of those training resources and the restricted resources of Zhenbao Tower.

Other monks may not think so.

But from Pei Huoyu's point of view, she felt it was worth it.

"Disaster is coming across the five continents. Except for Zhongshengzhou and the headquarters of Zhenbaolou, the possibility of other areas falling into despair is extremely high. Originally, as the family members of Fellow Daoist Shen, you are qualified to go to Zhongshengzhou, but Fellow Daoist Shen wanted to let you get the headquarters. Shelter, being able to enter the headquarters, these days of forgetting sleep and food in practice... Now I finally meet the conditions to be able to take you to the headquarters together."

"And in the entire Zhenbao Tower, there are only a handful of core members below Yuan Ying who can achieve such conditions, and currently only Fellow Daoist Shen is the only one below Jin Dan!"

"Even among the previous core members, he is the only one who can do it!"

The voice fell.

Yu Yan, Wang Yun and other wives and concubines were suddenly shocked.

Pei Huoyu's voice continued: "Although Fellow Daoist Shen is extremely talented in Fu Dao skills, he has reached this point in just a few years. It is unprecedented. To be honest, when he said he would take you all to the headquarters, no one believed that Fellow Daoist Shen could do it. To do it, including me... you can imagine how much pressure Daoist Shen was under at that time and in his heart."

"Any monk would collapse under this pressure."

"But Fellow Daoist Shen made it through..."

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

Standing next to Yu Yan, Wang Yun couldn't help but shed tears from the corners of her eyes. She choked with sobs and murmured: "We were wrong. We were all wrong. It turns out that my husband didn't neglect us because of his spiritual practice. He is just bearing the undue pressure for us, but instead of understanding our husband’s difficulties, we are enjoying the resources and environment that many monks cannot get, while complaining that our husband does not have time to accompany us!”

She cried and laughed.

"Yun'er should be damned. She can't help her husband, but she still brings trouble to her husband!"

Wang Yun murmured and suddenly raised her palm to slap her forehead.

Move quickly.

Bai Yuying, Mu Jin and others didn't react at all.

laugh.

Pei Huoyu cast a spiritual light spell with quick eyes and hands, and the golden elixir magic immediately restrained Wang Yun's arms.

Wang Yun knelt on the ground with a bang, tears falling on the ground, but her voice was calm and without any ripples, "Senior Pei, please don't stop me, Yun'er doesn't want to drag my husband down anymore!"

Bai Yuying, Mu Jin, Yin Honglian, Qiu Ying and the others looked at Wang Yun silently without saying a word to stop them. They felt as uncomfortable as Wang Yun at the moment. Although they did not want to die as much as she did, they felt heavy with self-blame and guilt. of pressing.

They even wanted to give themselves a few slaps.

After all, their husbands have always been protecting them from wind and rain, but they have never fulfilled the duties of wives, concubines, and Taoist couples. They have not truly understood their husband Shen Ping and experienced the hardships of cultivation.

Yu Yan also didn't say a word. She turned around with a dull face and staggered out of the quiet room step by step. The moment she stepped through the door, the cold night wind blew, and her black hair flowed with the wind. She raised her eyes and looked at the stars in the sky. , a line of clear tears slipped quietly.

this moment.

She seemed to have returned to Yunshanfang, to the mining area where there was no hope. Under this starry sky, she had once been determined to die, but in the end she was rekindled by the touch of warmth that Shen Ping extended in the darkness. The path of spiritual practice.

Now nearly twenty years of cold and heat have passed.

Shen Ping remained unchanged.

He is still the timid monk who silently supports everything from behind.

But Yu Yan seems to be no longer the walking dead female nun she used to be. She has become greedy and wants more care from her husband.

It is precisely because of this greed that she cares more about her own feelings and ignores the pressure on her husband.

Walk to the center of the courtyard.

The wind got stronger.

Yu Yan stared blankly at the door of the main quiet room. She didn't blame herself or feel guilty. She was just examining her heart. I don't know when it started. The affection was no longer pure. It was filled with care, doubt, and even more. Hesitating.

They care about whether Shen Ping cares more than others, question whether Shen Ping cares about himself more, and hesitate whether to devote himself to himself.

She kept all this in her heart.

But until now.

Only then did Yu Yan realize that all her distracting thoughts were ridiculous and meaningless in the face of the pressure her husband was silently bearing.

The wind howled.

Drying the tears from the corners of my eyes.

Yu Yan suddenly stepped into the main quiet room.

Seeing Shen Ping sitting cross-legged on a futon and studying the scriptures with great concentration, she stood quietly at the door without moving.

Time passed little by little.

The night gradually deepens.

The stars in the sky shine brighter.

Shen Ping withdrew his eyes from the sutra scroll and then noticed Yu Yan.

Haven't spoken yet.

Yu Yan stepped forward with a smile and said softly: "Husband, I want to go back to Yue Kingdom."

Shen Ping asked without thinking: "When?"

"Now."

Hear this.

Shen Ping couldn't help but stare at Yu Yan for a moment. After confirming that she was serious, he nodded and agreed: "Okay."

…

moment.

Pei Huoyu controlled the flying magic weapon and headed towards the twelve kingdoms in the Northern Rock Marsh Region at high speed under the starry night sky. There were only three people on the magic weapon, Shen Ping and Yu Yan.

It only takes more than half a day for Zhenbaolou's large flying boat to travel from Lanhai Immortal City to Yue Kingdom, but it takes two days to fly the magic weapon. This is still a situation where the magic weapon is constantly activated.

Whoosh.

The escaping light opened streaks of light in the sky.

When traveling through dangerous areas at such fast speeds, no robbery cultivator dared to attack.

Two days later.

The borders of the twelve kingdoms have arrived.

The magic weapon headed southwest for two more hours, and then stopped in a remote and barren mountain range.

"Master Pei."

"Just wait here."

The two of them came to a hill not long after walking on Yunsuo Pei.

In front of a mound on a hill.

Yu Yan stopped.

Shen Ping stood silently behind her.

"Husband."

"This is the tomb of my master. I have grown up with my master since I was young. I learned all my spiritual life, techniques, and fighting skills from my master. In my heart, my master is better than my biological parents."

Yu Yan's voice was very soft.

With a smile on her lips, she turned around and looked at Shen Ping, "I brought my husband here this time because I want to get married with my husband in front of the master according to the rituals of Yue mortals."

Shen Ping stared into Yu Yan's eyes, whose pupils were clear and bright. He seemed to understand all of a sudden, nodded and said, "Okay."

There are no red candles.

No red hijab.

There are no red beds either.

Only the white snake puppet was placed on the mountain.

The two of them knelt in the sky, on the ground, and in the high hall.

After saluting.

Yu Yan turned sideways and faced Shen Ping, "I, Yu Yan, would like to have a good relationship with Shen Ping. This love can be learned from heaven and earth, and can be understood by the sun and the moon!"

The sound echoed.

There is no longer any flaw in her heart.

Shen Ping touched those pure eyes and couldn't help but take a deep breath, "I, Shen Ping..."

Finished.

The two stood up.

Yu Yan glanced at the mountain bag, followed Shen Ping and left resolutely, never looking back.

The white snake puppet on the mountain seemed to be smiling.

There seems to be a colorful light shining on the back where the smile reaches.

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