Chapter 1: Accepting your fate and marrying a wife
"Ping'er, you have ordinary bones. I am afraid that there is no hope of building a foundation in this life. The resources in the clan are limited and cannot provide for every clan member. After the clan elders have decided, we are going to send you there. Follow the Jinyang Sect to open up wasteland in Yunshan Marsh. Maybe you will meet your own fairyland there. "
Inside the dark and damp wooden house.
The lights are like beans.
Shen Ping lay on the table, looked at the half-broken talisman, and sighed deeply.
Jinyang Sect's land reclamation requires a large number of monks to work. He has four mixed spiritual roots and ordinary qualifications. The family uses him in exchange for resources. This is really normal among cultivating families.
But twenty years have passed.
Not only did he not meet the so-called immortal fate, but he was contaminated with the venom of monsters due to land reclamation, and his body fell into the root of the disease. He had to use spiritual power to suppress the poison every day. His cultivation, which was originally growing slowly, was completely stagnant. forward.
Now in his forties, he is still practicing Qi at the third level.
It was simply miserable.
As a serious time traveler, he can be called a typical negative example.
But there is nothing we can do.
Without a golden finger, he has been walking on thin ice in his cultivation for more than 20 years, and he has a deep understanding of the difficulties of cultivating immortality at the bottom.
Boom Kaka~
As lightning flashed across, rolling thunder shook the sky.
Shen Ping stood up and came to the wooden window. He opened the window, and the sound of rain fell into his ears. Looking at the purple thunder and lightning in the sky, he laughed at himself, "I don't know which great master is going through the tribulation. It's a pity. I’m afraid I won’t have this kind of opportunity in my life.”
“That’s it, it’s time to accept my fate after wasting twenty years!”
As a time traveler.
He has always believed that my fate is up to me.
Even the four-line miscellaneous spiritual roots have never given up the idea of cultivating hard. After all, there are countless examples of seniors with even lower qualifications who have succeeded in practicing.
Although he didn't have a golden finger, since he was lucky enough to travel to the extraordinary world, his luck should be pretty good. However, things went against his expectations, and the cruel reality taught him an unforgettable lesson.
Work harder.
Work harder.
Without qualifications and opportunities, it is ultimately in vain and there is no hope.
Close the wooden window.
This night.
Shen Ping stopped working hard on drawing symbols, and instead took a restful sleep in a relaxed state of mind and body.
The next day.
The rain stopped.
The road outside the house was muddy, and the rainwater gathered into small streams and flowed along the ravines formed by the impact. He walked through the stagnant water through seven or eight winding lanes and came to the main road paved with bluestones. There are many monks here, and there are rows of vendors on both sides of the road, which looks very lively.
Following the main road, he quickly walked into a door shop.
"Hey, isn't this Fellow Daoist Shen, a rare visitor, a rare visitor!"
The female nun in the shop is dressed voluptuously, with sagging skin and accumulation of makeup on her face. Waves of fragrant wind are pouring into Shen Ping breath.
"Fellow Daoist Zeng, I would like to ask you to..."
I haven't finished speaking yet.
The female cultivator interrupted with a smile, "Don't worry, I will definitely find you a beautiful, white and tender girl. Aren't all the people who come to me here to get a wife? Fellow Daoist Shen, I have advised you a long time ago. Since you are building a foundation There is no hope, so you have to focus on cultivating the next generation. If you had thought about it earlier, you might not have had your children established by now!"
Shen Ping sighed, "What Taoist Zeng said makes sense!" >
As he spoke, he handed Matchmaker Zeng a cloth bag, which was heavy inside.
Mr. Zeng opened it and scanned it, and the smile on her face became even brighter, "Young Daoist Shen is indeed a talisman master, and you are generous with your actions."
Ten spiritual stones are definitely a lot of money to pay for a marriage proposal. .
It was not easy for Shen Ping to accumulate wealth. Since he accepted his fate this time, he thought about finding a satisfactory wife, preferably one with spiritual root qualifications. The offspring would have a high chance of having spiritual roots.
He stated his conditions.
Zeng Matchmaker hesitated and said, "Friend Daoist Shen, it's very difficult to obtain spiritual root qualifications. Even the lowest pseudo-spiritual roots are in short supply. The Taoist partners they choose are all in the middle stage of Qi training. Those with good looks must be in the late stages of Qi training at the very least."
Shen Ping also knew that it was difficult to find a Taoist companion with spiritual root qualifications. His own strength was too low. Although he could make talismans, he could. His talisman skills are relatively crude, and he is still just a low-level talisman master with poor conditions.
“Fellow Daoist Zeng, try your best. If you really can’t find her, you can only fall back and find a mortal woman.”
Matchmaker Zeng smiled and said, "We don't have many other people in Yunshanfang. There are countless mortal women who are the descendants of monks and have no spiritual qualifications but are slender and beautiful. You can choose as much as you want. Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Shen, I will definitely find one for you." The woman who is more likely to give birth to spiritual roots is here!"
Shen Ping cupped his hands and said, "Then please leave to fellow Taoist Zeng!"
Leave the door.
He returned home without staying.
Yunshanfang is a city established by the Jinyang Sect through land reclamation. Over the past twenty years, safety has been guaranteed. However, the area he is in is on the outskirts of the city, and murders and treasure grabbing often occur. He Because he was relatively poor, he didn't have any good magic weapons, and he was usually very cautious, so these years were relatively uneventful.
Tens of days passed.
There is news from Matchmaker Zeng. He came again.
When I came to the second floor room of the door shop, I saw a delicate little girl who was fidgeting and pinching the hem of her skirt as soon as she entered the door. She was about 28 years old and had fair skin. It is tender and tender, and although its appearance cannot be called a beauty, it is delicate and beautiful.
Zeng Matchmaker smiled and said, "How is it? She looks good and has a good figure. Her name is Wang Yun. Her father is a monk at the fifth level of Qi training. He was targeted when he went out some time ago. He died and left behind She has no one to take care of her. Although she has no spiritual roots, her body can sense spiritual energy. If she practices mortal martial arts, she can easily break through to the innate... The most important thing is that she is very well-behaved."
Hear the last sentence.
Shen Ping immediately made a decision, "It's her!"
Matchmaker Zeng beamed, "Okay, five spiritual stones, she will be yours, Fellow Daoist Shen, in time for the wedding banquet." "You want me to go have a few drinks!"
Shen Ping took out five more low-grade spiritual stones and took the little girl out of the shop.
The wedding banquet will be held two days later.
Neighbors sent invitations.
Most of the people around the house where he lives are middle and low-level Qi practitioners. For the sake of his talisman master, they all gave him face and came to eat the flowing water banquet on the day of the wedding banquet.
……
Night.
There were a few more candles lit in the room, making it much brighter than before.
Although there are specialized lighting crystal lamps for sale in Fangshi, they are relatively expensive. Shen Ping has been saving as much as he can in recent years, and he does not dare to buy crystal lamps extravagantly.
Wang Yun is sitting on the edge of the bed, her body tense under the red veil. Her father is dead. She has no spiritual roots and cultivation. There is no freedom at all in Yunshanfang. Now she only hopes that this Monks can be kind to themselves.
Hear approaching footsteps.
She became more nervous.
When the red hijab was lifted, she lowered her head shyly, not daring to look up at her husband.
Shen Ping couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Although he had read countless movies in his previous life, they were all limited to theory and had never been practiced in practice. Fortunately, as a monk in this life, even if his strength was low, he had no problem marrying a wife.
"Yun'er, it's time for us to rest."
He stretched out his hand and landed on Wang Yun's shoulder.
"Husband, please have mercy..."
Huh.
Gusts of wind blew.
The candle went out.
Soon.
Shen Ping finally lost the youthfulness in his heart and became a real man.
The next day.
It's just dawn.
Shen Ping woke up from his deep sleep. Feeling his lovely wife curled up like a kitten in his arms, he couldn't help but feel a touch of sadness on his face.
From today on, he will completely abandon unrealistic expectations and accumulate resources for future generations. If the future generations do not have spiritual roots, then they can live an ordinary life.
[Gain Talisman Making Experience +10]
[Bonus: 0]
[talisman master: first-level low-grade (1005/1000) can break through]
Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly noticed a virtual panel popping up under the corner of his eye, with four lines of golden fonts on it.
Shen Ping couldn't help but rub his eyes and saw that the virtual panel was still there. He was sure that he was not hallucinating due to overwork.
“Could it be a golden finger?”
He was getting excited, but he did not show it, but asked his wife beside him.
"Yun'er, is there anything in front of you?"
"No!"
Wang Yun replied, and then said shyly, "Husband, I'm sleepy, so now Get up and cook for you.”
However, Shen Ping turned around.
“It’s still early, let’s sleep a little longer.”
Not caring about his wife.
He wanted to make sure it was Goldfinger.
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(End of this chapter)