Chapter 15 Little things are not trivial
Night.
While eating.
Shen Ping is still thinking about moving. If he can’t squeeze into a medium-sized courtyard in half a year and there are no vacant houses in the city, he will have to show his ability as a high-grade talisman master. Only in this way can he be qualified to rent. More expensive single-family homes.
Up to now, the number of high-grade Talisman masters in the entire city is relatively rare.
But when the time comes, he must hide his identity and not let others know his past situation. Even Xiuchun Pavilion can no longer go to it.
After all, the improvement of a Talisman Master takes time to accumulate.
He was promoted to the top level so quickly. If he didn’t have some secrets, others wouldn’t believe him.
Although it is safe in Fangshi, this does not mean that you can sit back and relax and expose your information wantonly.
At this time.
Bai Yuying suddenly said, "Husband, today..."
"Sister Ying'er, please say goodbye!"
Wang Yun said urgently.
Shen Ping put away his thoughts and looked at his wife and concubines in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing."
Wang Yun gave Shen Ping a piece of meat, "Husband, come and taste this piece of meat."
Shen Ping glanced at Wang Yun calmly, and his wife immediately lowered her head, and then he turned to Bai Yuying, " Tell me, what's going on?"
Bai Yuying then continued, "In the afternoon, Sister Yun'er and I were washing silk scarves in the Hongshi River, and the wind accidentally blew it against a senior female cultivator. On the body, the other party slapped Sister Yun'er and scolded her as a waste who couldn't practice. The scolding was very unpleasant. "
"Fortunately, there was a female cultivator who visited my husband at that time and gave her some advice. Let that person restrain herself, otherwise sister Yun'er may have her meridians disabled."
"That female cultivator used to be from Hongliu Lane, but now she has moved to Shimu Lane."
When Shen Ping heard this, he roughly understood the reason.
Shimu Alley is two edge alleys north of the Hongshi River. Because it is close to the wild, the safety is much worse. However, the price of houses in Hongliu Alley has increased, and many monks at the bottom of Qi Lian can no longer live there. Moved there.
Wang Yun is just a mortal, but she can still stay in Hongliu Lane.
So the nun was jealous and took advantage of the silk scarf to vent her anger.
“Husband, it’s all my fault for causing you trouble.”
Wang Yun's face was full of apologies.
Shen Ping held his wife's soft, boneless little hand and looked at her side face. Sure enough, there were palm prints and bruises there. He had been too focused on moving before and really didn't notice it.
"Yun'er, don't blame yourself. It's your husband's fault. You have been wronged."
"From now on, you should carry amulets with you when you go out. I will give you a few later. Use them Tell me when you're done."
He knew what Bai Yuying meant, not to let him get ahead, but to worry that the female nun would seek revenge next, even if the other party was a third-level Qi practitioner. There are many ways to make Wang Yun and Bai Yuying suffer big losses.
"Thank you, husband."
Bai Yuying breathed a sigh of relief.
But Wang Yun hesitated and asked, "Husband, would it be too wasteful?"
Shen Ping smiled and said, "My husband is a talisman master, so there is nothing wasteful. Just listen to me. ”
Although this is just a small matter, it is a big deal if it falls on the wife and concubines. If it is not handled well, it may lead to a big mistake.
So the next few days.
He specially took time to accompany his wife and concubines to the Red Stone River. This action made some female cultivators envious. They all thought that wives and concubines like Wang Yun and Bai Yuying were just the talisman master Shen Ping. Tools passed down to future generations.
In the end, I didn’t expect that the other party would value his wife and concubines so much. Especially when he saw the several amulets attached to the two women, his eyes shone and he wanted to replace them.
The amulet has now increased to eighteen pieces of low-grade spirit stones, one piece is equivalent to half a year’s rent of a house in Hongliu Lane!
After the female cultivator who did it knew about this, she was so frightened that she did not dare to show up in Hongshi River for several months. After all, Shen Ping was not only a middle-level Talisman master, but also a monk in the middle stage of Qi training.
……
The days passed day by day.
In the blink of an eye, it’s mid-October.
The cold wave blows from the depths of Yunshan swamp.
The temperature in Fangshi dropped sharply.
At the end of Zi Shi.
Inside the warm brocade quilt.
The fragrance lingers.
[伱He gains Talisman experience +2]
[Current wife’s favorability is 100][Double cultivation bonus: 4]
[talisman master: first-level top grade (6012/50000)]
......
[You gain +2 qualifications for gold spiritual roots and +2 for wood spiritual roots. Improvement +2]
[Current Taoist Companion Favorability: 90]
[Double Cultivation Bonus: 3]
[Gold Spiritual Root: Middle Grade (4052/10000)]
[Wood Spiritual Root: Medium Grade (3946/10000)]
Look at the flashing fonts on the virtual panel.
Shen Ping sighed softly in his heart.
For a Talisman Master to break through to the top level, he needs a significant increase in experience. According to the current speed of daily hard work, it will take four to five years to break through again.
He didn't care about this. After all, the breakthrough of the top-grade Talisman Master was the second level. His cultivation level had to reach the Foundation Establishment stage before he could continue to make it, and he was far away from the Foundation Establishment stage.
But based on Fu Tao experience.
If the spiritual root reaches the upper level, it will probably be the same.
Fortunately, Bai Yuying has changed significantly since she properly handled the silk scarf incident.
When he noticed the changes, he was filled with emotion.
Wives and concubines must be cared for carefully, otherwise if they are treated purely as tools, their lives will be strange in the future.
“I have to go to Fangshi tomorrow!”
I thought of this.
Shen Ping couldn't help but feel a headache.
It’s time to go out again!
In fact, the spiritual rice, meat and ingredients for replenishing qi and blood were almost consumed half a month ago, but he still gritted his teeth and held on for another half month.
But now I have to go out.
Otherwise, with him singing and singing every night, he would not be able to sustain even the air sealing spirit's technique in the room.
The next day.
The wind is biting.
A little drizzle mixed with snowflakes fell.
The streets and roads are covered with a thin layer of ice.
Shen Ping walked out of the house and walked quickly to the next door while his wife and concubines were worried.
Dong-dong.
Soon the door opened.
Yu Yan's hair was disheveled and she only wore a robe. Shen Ping couldn't help but take a few more glances at her undulating silhouettes.
“Fellow Daoist Shen?”
“What a rare visitor, you actually knocked on my door!”
“Why, the lovely wife and concubine at home can’t satisfy you?”
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She leaned against the doorframe, folded her hands on her chest, and smiled sarcastically.
Shen Ping said hurriedly, "Don't get me wrong, Fellow Daoist Yu. I'm going to go to the market. Will Fellow Daoist Yu go out today?"
When Yu Yan heard this, he suddenly lost interest and twisted. He turned around and entered the room and said, "Wait outside. As brave as you are, there won't be anyone else in Yunshanfang!"
Shen Ping handed over, "Thank you, fellow Taoist!"< br>
Yu Yan usually won't go out in the slightly bad weather like today. If he can agree, it's for the sake of his neighbors.
Waited for tea time.
Yu Yancai finished dressing up, and there was a bit of coldness on his face against the plain robe.
“Let’s go!”
The two of them walked quickly towards Fangshi in the rain and snow.
Although Yu Yan is only at the fifth level of Qi training, he has been fighting for many years, and his experience in martial arts fighting is not comparable to that of Shen Ping. Such monks often have a unique temperament in them, which can be seen by almost everyone in the same way.
When Jie Xiu chooses prey targets, he usually takes action only when they are two levels lower than his own realm or three times the number of prey.
(End of this chapter)