Chapter 199 I am no longer me
The space around the phantom of the warm-colored Supreme Throne continued to tremble and twist, and the seawater around the deserted island set off waves. Until the waves calmed down, this space remained silent. .
Time passed little by little.
When the sunset shines red along the sea level at dusk.
The gentle voice rang out, "Junior brother, although there are only you and me left in our lineage, the blood of Master and the others has been spilled across the five continents and seas, and this place is ours. destination, so no matter what, there is no room for loss in the world!”
Her voice was unusually cold.
The leader of Chunmanyuan said calmly: "I understand."
The words fell.
The shadow of the Blood Throne gradually faded.
Just when it was about to disappear, Wen Runsheng asked again: "How many days are left before the ancient blood-colored formation is activated?"
"Fifteen years...maybe even shorter!"
"Do you still insist on breaking through the barrier?"
As the blood disappeared, there was no echo in this sea space.
Wen Run gritted her teeth and cursed secretly for being paranoid, frowning. The strength of the leader of Chunmanyuan was only slightly weaker than hers. If she really took action, she would not be sure to trap her junior brother, even if she used the master's remaining The white jade tower that comes down can at most suppress it.
“Time is running out!”
Finally, with a helpless sigh, the warm-colored Supreme Throne left.
……
Wei State.
Yunshan Swamp is on the edge of Shiwanda Mountain.
The silver-white cloud boat traveled quickly between the mist-shrouded peaks. Shen Ping and his wife and concubines looked down at the scenery passing by below, and their moods fluctuated slightly.
This area was reclaimed by the Jinyang Sect.
Carrying too many memories of them.
Although there is warmth and companionship, it is more about the pain and struggle of practicing at the bottom.
“Husband.”
“Yunshanfang is coming soon.”
Yu Yan pursed her lips and held Shen Ping's palm tightly with her fair hands.
The same is true for Wang Yun and Bai Yuying.
They stared straight ahead without blinking. After passing this mountain, they were at Yunshanfang, where they had lived for a long time.
Looking at the generous figure in front of her, Mu Jin couldn’t help but recall the details of her time in Yunshanfang. When she first met her husband, he was just a talisman master at the third level of Qi training. Baolou was very careful when selling talismans and seals. Facing her, an external member of Zhenbaolou, he never dared to glance too much...
It was his normal behavior to be on guard.
However, only a few decades have passed, and my husband has not only succeeded in building the foundation, but has also been promoted to a core member of Zhenbao Tower, and is accompanied by two real people in the late Jindan stage.
These changes in circumstances are truly earth-shaking.
When several people’s thoughts were wandering.
Yunzhou crossed the last mountain peak.
The vast Yunshan swamp suddenly came into view.
As the light keeps getting closer.
Swamp monsters, large mineral veins, Chenjiafang City...these familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar scenery brought Shen Ping and his wives back to their lower-level days of cultivation.
A moment.
Yunshanfang, which is like a small city, has arrived!
The escape light is removed.
Shen Ping and others landed on the edge of the end of the main road of Yunshanfang.
Brush.
Suddenly many eyes and spiritual senses came over, but when they sensed the powerful pressure of divine senses, foundation-building spiritual pressure, and even the unfathomable pressure of mana, all their gazes and spiritual senses shrank rapidly. After returning, everyone hurriedly bowed and saluted.
The look on his face was panic and uneasiness.
They never expected that there would be Jindan Zhenren among this group of people. It seems that such powerful people usually arrive directly at Jinyang Sect or the prosperous area of Fangshi, and rarely appear on the edge of Fangshi.
Shen Ping did not care about these casual cultivators, but calmed down and walked along the main road towards Fangshi.
Pei Huoyu and Qiu Ying looked at the Qi Practitioners around them. The vigilance on their faces melted away a bit, and at the same time they restrained the fluctuations in mana on their bodies.
The main road goes further inside.
The number of casual cultivators gradually increased.
“The last three amulets, hurry up!”
"Fellow Taoist, please come and take a look at the elixir. This is made by a middle-grade alchemist, and its quality is guaranteed."
"Magical weapons, magical weapons of various grades, monks who need them can come and take a look. ”
Near Fangshi Shimen.
The cries of stalls on both sides came and went.
Many casual cultivators gathered in front of the stall, which looked lively.
Bai Yuying pulled Wang Yun closer.
The vendor was very discerning. When he saw the robes on their bodies, he said enthusiastically: "Two seniors, the quality of the elixirs here is excellent. It is definitely worth the money to train the younger generations. You Should I buy five bottles or three bottles?”
Wang Yun shook her head in embarrassment: “We don’t want to buy it.”
The vendor said again: “If you buy five bottles, I will give it to you. Two bottles for free!”
Wang Yun said.
Bai Yuying glared at the vendor, "You guys, you told me not to buy, don't you understand."
The vendor shrank his head and said with an apologetic smile: "Senior, please forgive me."
Bai Yuying dragged Wang Yun to the next stall.
Looking at the wives and concubines who seemed to have regained some of their former liveliness.
Shen Ping couldn't help but slow down.
Just walking, he frowned slightly, because he found that it was difficult for him to integrate into such lively scenes like his wives and concubines.
Treading the familiar main road again.
He is more like a bystander, a passerby.
The spiritual life around him has gradually drifted away from him.
Standing in front of Fangshi Shimen.
Lift your eyes.
The three characters "Yunshanfang" are still vigorous and powerful.
But when Shen Ping looked at the handwriting written by the golden elixir, he no longer felt the dizziness he felt when he first saw it.
“I’m different.”
He murmured.
The look on his face was a little more confused.
Pei Huoyu, who was by his side, noticed Shen Ping's disordered mood, but she did not make a sound, but stayed with her quietly.
Where is Yunshanfang.
She doesn’t know.
But she knew that this place must be deeply involved with Shen Ping, even the memory that he could not let go of. Only a place like this could cause her emotions to fluctuate so easily.
Although monks have re-cultivated their realm, their state of mind is equally important.
It is rare for Shen Ping to encounter such mental problems. For him, it is both a difficulty and an opportunity.
Cross over.
The inner demon tribulation of Nascent Soul will be broken easily in the future.
If you can't realize it clearly.
Then this life will be deeply troubled by the fetters of this memory.
Enter Fangshi.
Xiuchun Pavilion.
Futang.
Illustration shop... He stopped in each of the once familiar places. Although the shop was still there, it was hard to see the old friend again.
Shen Ping walked even slower.
Until almost You hour.
He just arrived at the street entrance of Yunhe Lane.
“Husband.”
“Are you okay?”
Yu Yan noticed Shen Ping's depression and asked aloud.
Wang Yun and Bai Yuying both looked over.
They were previously immersed in familiar memory scenes and did not pay attention to anything else.
Take a look at this time.
I immediately felt the difference in Shen Ping's mood.
Wang Yun hurriedly stepped forward and held Shen Ping's arm, and said worriedly: "Husband, it's Yun'er's fault. She only thought about shopping by herself."
Bai Yuying hugged her other arm and asked, "Husband, did you think of something? Something bad happened?"
"I'm fine."
"It's just that I have some feelings looking back on the past."
Shen Ping shook his head.
Hear this.
The wives and concubines felt a little relieved.
They have all experienced the difficulties of their husbands’ lower-level cultivation.
“Let’s go.”
“Small Courtyard No. 056, House No. 2!”
Shen Ping took a deep breath and looked at the big characters of Yunhe Lane with a smile on his face: "Husband, I still remember the house we lived in."
Bai Yuying smiled coquettishly: "Hehe , I knew that my husband would never forget it.”
The group of people immediately stepped into the alley and arrived in front of the small courtyard soon.
Just stepped through the door.
Several monks’ spiritual consciousness swept over the courtyard.
Although Shen Ping and the others deliberately restrained their aura of coercion, the robes and various decorations they wore were extraordinary, especially the eyes of the two Jindan masters Pei Huoyu and Qiu Ying, which had a strong sense of oppression.
Soon the houses in the small courtyard were opened one after another.
“I have met several seniors!”
These monks hurriedly bowed and saluted. Shen Ping waved his hand casually, and then walked to the door of House No. 2. The people renting this house were a male and a female monk. Their cultivation levels were on the eighth and ninth levels of Qi Lian.
Yu Yan stepped forward first, "Two fellow Taoists, we want to live in this house for two or three days. Is it possible to make it convenient?"
said.
She handed each of them a thunder talisman.
See the second level attack talisman.
The eyes of the two monks lit up, and they hurriedly cupped their hands and said: "It is a great honor for the seniors to live in the house below, but this house is restricted by formations..."
laugh.
The words have not yet finished.
Pei Huoyu waved his hand with a golden light, and the formation restrictions in the room suddenly collapsed.
The man was trembling all over.
Golden elixir!
It turned out to be Zhenren Jindan!
"Senior, please rest assured!"
His voice trembled unnaturally.
The female cultivator beside him quickly waved her hand and said: "There is no need for the thunder talisman. The seniors can stay here as long as they want."
Yu Yan smiled and put the two The Thunder Light Talisman was placed in their palms and they comforted: "Don't panic, we just lived here for a while, and we just want to remember it when we come back this time. You can come back in two days. As for the formation restrictions on the house, then I will leave you with a second-order array, what do you two Taoists think?”
"I obey the orders of my seniors."
The two monks took the Thunder Light Talisman, suppressed their inner joy and nervousness, and quickly left the yard. As for the items in the house, they didn't care about them at all. Worry, after all, these few people in front of me have Jin Dan Zhenren.
How could such strong men care about the low-level materials in their houses?
The monk living in the next house was envious.
However, they did not dare to come forward and disturb.
...
Late night.
Shen Ping looked at the bright stars through the skylight, and scenes from the past appeared before his eyes, from Hongliu Lane in Yunshanfang, Yunhe Lane, Qinghe Lane, to Huiquan Lane in Qingyang City. Quan Lane, and finally Yongyangfang in Lanhai Fairy City.
Those people you meet, the things you encounter.
Some gradually become clearer, some become more blurry, and some can never be recalled.
All kinds of past memories keep flashing.
They were intertwined into bits and pieces of his practice years, and settled in his heart.
The more I look back.
He felt more and more confused.
It seems that I can no longer find myself in the past, and I can’t even see the direction of the future.
When all memory images disappear.
When I came back to my senses.
He has been standing under the skylight for half an hour.
Huh.
Suck.
Shen Ping suppressed the many thoughts that arose in his heart, took two deep breaths, and then walked into the main room.
Only Wang Yun and Bai Yuying were in the room.
And the first floor of the house.
Yu Yan frowned, thinking of Shen Ping's low mood during the day.
She realized something was wrong.
As soon as he got up and walked out of the main room, he saw Luo Qing, Qiu Ying, Yin Honglian, and Mu Jin standing quietly.
Pei Huoyu, who was guarding the entrance of the wooden staircase, said softly: "This is a mental state problem of Fellow Daoist Shen. It's best to let him come out on his own."
Yu Yan couldn't help but said: "Senior Pei, Is this possible? What if..."
Pei Huoyu was silent for a moment and replied: "You have to believe him."
...
Inside the main room.
Hearing the cries of his wives and concubines, Shen Ping gradually came back from his daze. At this moment, he already knew that there was something wrong with his state of mind. If he didn't solve it, let alone practice. The aspect of dual cultivation that I am most proud of is Metropolis.
Raise your eyes.
He looked at Wang Yun and Bai Yuying and suddenly asked, "Yun'er, Ying'er, do you think your husband has changed? He is no longer the same person who stayed with you in Hongliu Lane before. ?”
The wives and concubines were startled.
Only then did they understand the source of the matter.
Bai Yuying subconsciously prepared to say that nothing had changed, but when she touched Shen Ping's unprecedented serious face, she couldn't help but swallow the words in her mouth, and for a moment she didn't know how to speak.
Wang Yun, who had silver hair, looked at Shen Ping. She did not respond directly, but straightened up and said softly: "Husband, do you think I am still the same Yun'er who was by my side before?"< br>
Did not wait for Shen Ping to respond.
Wang Yun thought to herself and said: "In the past, Yun'er was just a mortal. She had nothing to do except serve her husband. Every time her husband went out, Yun'er was very worried, fearing that he would be gone without her. Later, she moved to Yunhe Lane. Although it was safe, Yun'er felt even more frightened."
"I'm afraid that my husband will get bored one day and no longer take care of her as before. I'm even more afraid that my husband will throw Yun'er to other monks at will... At that time, Yun'er was like duckweed on the water, and would be blown away by wind and rain at any time."
"But now, Yun'er has changed. She is no longer the mortal she was before, and she is no longer the wife who was anxious and worried that her husband would abandon her."
Speaking of this .
She laughed, stretched out her hand to touch Shen Ping's face, her eyes filled with affection as thick as a mountain, "So my husband has indeed changed. He is no longer the same man as before. Hongliuxiang only knew how to hold on to his son." The Talisman Master who has grown old together with his son is the monk who is willing to risk his own life to send Yun'er out of Yunshanfang; it is the monk who runs back and forth, no matter what the price, to reverse the destiny of cultivation for Yun'er. A person who has forgotten his original intention. "
"Because of this change, Yun'er no longer has worries, fears, and uneasiness, and she is looking forward to her husband's wish to grow old together and never be separated. "
His wife's words sounded in Shen Ping's ears like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.
The feeling of being out of tune with this place when I came to Yunshanfang, and doubting that I was no longer at a loss as before, slowly subsided at this moment, and I couldn't see the direction of the future clearly, as if there was a bright light lighting the way forward. .
Monks will grow.
People will also change.
Having been at the bottom of the spiritual ladder, he had to be cautious.
Now that he has successfully established his foundation, he is even ranked first in Qianlong. His attributes such as talismans, puppets, spiritual roots, physique, magical powers, talents, natal life, and spiritual consciousness have all made qualitative leaps. Although his cultivation level is not high, But the strength of means is no longer comparable to the past.
Not to mention.
With his purple crown, red pink and three golden colors, as well as a rare and special body, as long as he keeps working hard, sooner or later he will have the confidence to face the world, even the unknown and terrifying!
Looking back on the past.
The trembling years of practicing at the bottom level have become a part of his life.
No need to remember.
No immersion required.
What he has to do now is to brave the wind and waves and truly take an important step on his path of spiritual practice.
“Don’t be careless.”
“Don’t take it easy.”
"Don't be crazy."
"Mo Lang."
"Stick to your heart and look to the future!"
These thoughts came to mind.
Shen Ping felt relaxed all over, and the confusion and darkness of the road ahead were swept away.
As long as there are wives and concubines.
As long as he can still work.
No matter how difficult and difficult the road to eternal life is, he believes that he will eventually move forward.
“Yun’er!”
“Ying’er!”
"My husband's diamond body is back!"
Hearing this.
A knowing smile suddenly appeared on the lips of my wife and concubine.
Soon.
Under the crystal lamp.
...
Downstairs of the house.
Pei Huoyu, Yu Yan, Luo Qing, Qiu Ying, Mu Jin, and Yin Honglian all showed smiles of relief.
Yu Yan crossed her arms and said with a smile: "The scenery in the main room is better and you can hear it more clearly. Sister Qiu, sister Qing'er... do you want to come together?"
Qiu Ying Luoqing and others looked at each other and nodded happily.
They all walked into the main room.
Sit down cross-legged.
Yu Yan stood at the door, "Where is Senior Pei?"
Pei Huoyu said calmly: "I'm going to the quiet room."
I am destined to have no sleep tonight.
The next day.
Chen Shi.
The smell of rice overflows in the narrow room.
Shen Ping rarely meditated, but rested and slept until now. He stretched out refreshed and walked out of the main room door. When he saw his wives and concubines sitting down, he went up with a smile. Qian kissed them on the cheek one by one.
“Eat!”
With the start.
While drinking rice and lean meat porridge, Shen Ping thought about himself and opened the virtual panel.
Easy swipe.
The properties of various virtual boxes are being improved.
The fastest improvement is Qiu Ying’s wind spiritual root. According to the current speed, the next transformation is not far away.
The jade spiritual root greatly increased his cultivation speed. If he transformed again, he would probably be able to catch up with the increase speed of the blue beast's blood.
After reading this.
As soon as he was about to put away the panel, he noticed a subtle change.
......
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