欺凌尤娜2

   Dozens of days passed.

  A spiritual light flickered in the distant sky of Qingyang Lake, and soon fell in front of a long bridge made of jade in East Lake.

  As the aura faded, three figures appeared.

  Looking at the city above the lake, Shen Ping breathed a sigh of relief, "At least nothing happened on this journey, Qingyang City has arrived!"

  He traveled day and night.

  Even during the period of recovering their spiritual power, Yu Yan and Mu Jin let Yu Yan and Mu Jin control the magic weapon. They passed by several squares and did not go there.

  There are handsome and majestic statues on both sides of the bridge deck.

   is the elder of Jinyangzong Taishang.

  At this time, the breeze blowing on the lake surface brings a lot of aura in the moist water vapor.

  The three of them couldn\'t help taking a breath, and felt that the spiritual power in the dantian seemed to have increased a little, and this kind of rich spiritual environment would make the monk happy.

  Building a foundation, Jindan is no exception.

after all.

  There is a third-order spiritual vein at the bottom of the lake!

  If one can live and practice at the core of the spiritual vein, even a casual cultivator with pseudo-spiritual root aptitude can succeed in building a foundation before the age of sixty!

   Walk along the bridge to the city.

  Most of the faces of the monks who came and went were filled with a kind of relaxation. Some stood on the edge of the bridge deck enjoying the scenery of the lake. Occasionally, fish monsters jumped out of the water, and their scales shone with bursts of luster.

   "I have heard shopkeeper Ding mention Qingyang City several times. Today, I saw that it is indeed the place I am looking forward to as a casual cultivator. I just don\'t know what the rental price of the houses here is?"

Mu Jin sighed suddenly. In order to be able to leave Yunshanfang, she almost emptied the savings in her storage bag. She only had a few magical artifacts and talismans that could be sold. If the rental price in Qingyang City is too high, don’t It is difficult to say that it is to repay favors, even to live here.

  Hearing these words, Shen Ping couldn\'t help thinking of his wife and concubines. Before leaving, he gave a lot of talismans and spirit stones, which should last until now.

   Thoughts together.

  He quickened his pace to the city gate, paid the Lingshi and inquired about the location of the Zhenbao Building before stepping into the city.

  Boom.

   With one step, the turbulent aura surged from all directions like a tide.

  His blood seemed to be boiling, and the spiritual power of his dantian began to circulate automatically along the meridians.

   Obviously, there is a large spirit gathering array in the city, which makes the aura more abundant.

   His eyes swept away.

  The broad street is bustling with monks, and the shops are neat and orderly.

   "This is Qingyang City!"

  Shen Ping couldn\'t help but let out a sigh of emotion, and then took Yu Yan and Mu Jin to the main street. It was almost noon before they stood at the door of Zhenbaolou\'s shop.

  Compared to Yunshanfang.

  The Zhenbao Building in Qingyang City occupies a larger area and has a higher threshold.

  Looking up at the three-character door plaque seems to be attractive, making people unable to help but immerse themselves.

"Fellow."

   "The words "Zhenbaolou" were written by monk Yuanying, so don\'t look at them for too long."

   Come back to God.

   There is already a handsome monk standing beside him, and he has seven levels of Qi training at a young age.

  Shen Ping hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Fellow Daoist."

   Step over the threshold.

  The female cultivator with a delicate face greeted her, "It\'s the first time for the three of you... I\'ve met Mr. Ke Qing!"

  The smile on the nun\'s face immediately turned into respect.

   "Take me to see the shopkeeper."

   "Yes, please follow me."

   A moment.

  In a private room on the west side of the backyard.

  Shen Ping saw the shopkeeper of Zhenbao Building here, and to his surprise, shopkeeper Ding was also there.

   "Master Ding!"

   "Master Shen Fu!"

   said to each other.

   Shopkeeper Ding glanced at Mu Jin behind Shen Ping from the corner of his eye, and said enthusiastically with a smile, "Tsk tsk, it\'s really admirable that Master Shen has arrived so soon!"

   He was surprised.

   There are only a few forces that Yunshanfang can leave, and the others are not easy to deal with.

  This Shen Fushi\'s methods are really extraordinary, and he also brought Mu Jin.

   "Let me introduce you."

   "This is shopkeeper Qu, an old acquaintance of mine, but shopkeeper Qu is much better than me, and it is already in the middle stage of foundation establishment."

  Shen Ping hastily saluted respectfully, "Shen Ping, guest of Zhenbaolou, I have met Senior Qu!"

  The Zhenbao Building in Qingyang City is the general residence of Wei State.

   Can be the shopkeeper here.

  Profound strength and connections.

   Shopkeeper Qu Fuxu smiled and said, "Shen Keqing, you don\'t have to be polite, you can be promoted to the position of Keqing in my Zhenbao Building with your qi training. This potential is invaluable, invaluable!"

   "You and shopkeeper Ding come out from Yunshanfang. I believe you have a lot to say, so I won\'t bother you!"

   After speaking, he smiled and left.

   After Shen Ping and Shopkeeper Ding sat down again.

   Shopkeeper Ding took the initiative and said, "Master Shen Fu, the family members of the Keqing deacon of Zhenbaolou are all placed in Linquan Lane in the West City. You can go to the second floor to get a map of Qingyang City later."

   "After a while, when I settle down, I will serve a little wine to cleanse the dust for me to leave Yunshanfang safely. At that time, Master Shen Fu will come to reward me!"

  Shen Pinglian said, "Definitely."

  The two chatted about things on the road, and then they left.

  …

   Shen Shi.

  The entrance of Linquan Lane.

  The cold wind is bleak.

  The dry spruce whistled.

   Shen Ping held Yu Yan\'s wrist, feeling a little nervous.

  Although he had not been separated from his wives and concubines for a long time, he understood the touch in his heart at the moment he sent them off on the flying boat.

  The days and nights of several years are not as disturbing as this moment.

   "Husband, let\'s go!"

  Yu Yan took the initiative to hold Shen Ping instead and stepped into the alley.

   Came to the 768 small courtyard of the T-shaped hall.

  The familiar house layout came into sight of the two of them.

   Shen Ping took out the communication symbol.

soon.

  The door of House No. 5 opens.

  Wang Yun, whose cheeks were already full of tears, ran towards her at an extremely fast speed. She threw herself into Shen Ping\'s arms, her voice full of joy and excitement, "Husband, husband, you are finally here."

  Bai Yuying followed closely behind, her eyes were red, and her soft voice was a little choked up at the moment, "Husband, don\'t scare Yinger like this again in the future."

  Luo Qing stood at the door of the house, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

   Shen Ping noticed the sight of other houses, and said softly, "Go, let\'s go into the house and talk."

   Walk slowly into the house.

  The moment you close the door.

  Shen Ping strode to the main room on the second floor with his wife and concubine in his arms, the thoughts in his heart turned into the swaying of the bed board, rippling and rippling.

   He greedily sniffed every inch.

  It seems to want to completely integrate the voices and smiles of wives and concubines into the sea of ​​consciousness.

   Until Haishi.

  Yu Yan looked up at the floor that gradually returned to calm, smiled helplessly, and then closed her eyes carefully to reflect on it.

  Inside the house.

  The pink and purple double-line embroidered apron was casually discarded.

  Wang Yun and Bai Yuying\'s jet-black hair was disheveled and scattered on both sides of their fragrant shoulders.

  Shen Ping asked his wife and concubines about their life in Linquan Lane. There was no disturbance. Since they were resettled here, the two women basically never went out, not even the house, except for the occasional purchase of Lingmi.

   "Husband, the deacon of Zhenbaolou who arranged the residence said that we can only live here for one year, and we have to leave when the time is up. If your husband doesn\'t come, sister Yun\'er and I don\'t know what to do!"

   "Hey, fortunately my husband is here, and I can live a stable life again!"

  Bai Yuying hugged Shen Ping\'s arm and said with blurred eyes, "It\'s nice to have a husband."

  Shen Ping pinched his face, he thought of the monk in black robe and blood mask, and couldn\'t help whispering, "Yinger, your brother is still alive."

  Bai Yuying\'s blurred eyes instantly sobered up, "Husband, you, what did you just say?"

  Shen Ping didn\'t make a sound, but waved his hand and took out the pair of jade pendants from the storage bag beside him.

  Place it in Bai Yuying\'s palm.

"younger brother."

   "You\'re alive, you\'re really alive!"

  Tears flowed from the corners of Bai Yuying\'s eyes unknowingly. She pinched the jade pendant tightly, raised her eyes and stared at Shen Ping, "Husband, is this true?"

  Shen Ping said softly, "Your brother gave it to me with his own hands. When he left, he asked me to take care of you. Speaking of which, my husband was able to leave this time because of your brother\'s affection."

   See my husband said so.

  Bai Yuying smiled brightly, "My brother is promising, my husband, thank you!"

   As she spoke, she turned over.

  Shen Ping looked into Bai Yuying\'s eyes, where silver light was blooming.