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If Shen Ping was older and didn\'t need to worry about damaging her foundation, she would throw herself into his arms at night and give her most precious virginity to the young master.

 After imparting the "Tai Qing Miao Dharma Sutra" to the maid.

 Shen Ping started the counterattack simulation.

Taking down the Huaiyang Mansion will inevitably attract the attention of the powerful people behind it, and he will have to deal with a series of reactions.

　　【At the age of five, you defeated the demons and evil spirits in Huaiyang Mansion, broke the shackles in your heart, condensed and guarded the way of swordsmanship with great righteousness, and obtained the mark of the origin of the avenue. The mark is immortal, and the true spirit is immortal】

 【At the age of ten, you became the True King of Youdao】

 【Twenty years old, Huai Lian, the legitimate son of the third wife of Dafang, received the blessing of the bloodline of Crocodile Ancestor】

 【At the age of 100, you become a Returning Earth Immortal】

 【One hundred and thirty years old, Huai Lian, the legitimate son of the third wife of Dafang, wanted to challenge and compete for the position of the true king of Huaishan, but failed】

 【One hundred and fifty years old, the power of the crocodile ancestor\'s bloodline erodes you, you fail】

 【Three hundred years old, you become the True King of Huaishan】

 【Although it failed, the power of the crocodile bloodline swept through and eroded again, but it still failed】

 【At the age of five hundred, you have easily overcome three disasters and nine disasters, and achieved the status of an immortal】

　　【A thousand years old, you were promoted to the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, destroyed the altar of Crocodile Ancestor, and completely killed the Crocodile Ancestor\'s true spirit】

 【At the age of nine thousand five hundred and thirty, you rely on the original mark of the avenue to understand the complete and top-level avenue of heaven and earth】

 【Thirty-eight thousand one hundred and twenty years old, you created your own Taoist-level secret technique】

 【A hundred and three thousand years old, you have mastered a trace of the origin of the great ways of heaven and earth, and are ranked as a saint】

 【A hundred and five thousand years old, you set out to lay out the land of Kyushu】

　　　【One hundred and twenty-nine thousand years old, your plan failed, suffered backlash, and died】

 【A hundred and fifty-three thousand one hundred years old, you relied on the Great Road Seal to resurrect and plan again】

　　【Twenty-seven thousand years old, your plan failed and your life died】

 Finished watching the counterattack simulation.

He couldn\'t help but show shock in his eyes. What he realized in Huaiyang Mansion was actually the sword seal of the origin of the avenue. This is the seal of the avenue that even the Tao masters can only ask for. With this kind of mark, it is equivalent to being recognized by the origin of the avenue and opening up a new path. Your own path, as long as this path is not destroyed, you will not perish.

 This means that the seal is immortal and the true spirit is immortal.

“Could it be said that the most important thing to truly protect the way of swordsmanship is not to refine the many ways of swordsmanship and the great ways of heaven and earth, but the obsession in the heart..."

 He began to think deeply.

I saw most of the paradise that Huaiyang Mansion had fallen into the magic magic. To be honest, he didn\'t feel too much anger. After all, at this level, even if there were more souls, there would be no touch.

　　Unless someone close to you is hurt, you will have mood swings.

But at that time, I don’t know why, I always felt aggrieved. I couldn’t say where I was aggrieved. Maybe it was just plain unhappiness. But now, Shen Ping knew that it was not aggrieved, but the accumulation of suppression after practicing for so long. Stifling.

It was this suffocation that prevented him from clearing his mind, unable to integrate into the maid\'s fragrant emotions, and unable to truly experience life.

Even if he stayed with his concubine, he would just travel and relax, instead of appreciating the beauty. He even didn\'t care about his wife\'s appearance or every emotion. I never even asked them what they thought.

 Just like this time, I rashly entered the world where the Supreme Monument is.

 But he did not inform his wives, concubines, and Taoist companions.

 To put it bluntly.

In his heart, Shen Ping\'s protection is just a reason for himself to become stronger. He is not really protecting. If he cares about his wife, concubine and Taoist couple, he will not rashly make such a dangerous reincarnation, even in the face of it. The most important thing is to face the pressure on the Meng family and the Shan family together and get through the difficulties and ups and downs together.

 But he didn\'t.

 Instead, he stubbornly chose to be reincarnated.

Five years after his death, he has no impression of his parents in this life. They are just passers-by, insignificant passers-by in his own life.

 But the sword from Huaiyang Mansion.

The sword that quells the evil spirits of demons not only cuts down the demons, but also cuts down one’s own stubbornness, arrogance, and extreme self-obsession.

 Think of this.

  Shen Ping looked at the counterattack simulation and couldn\'t help but smile.

 This is the path of protection he wants to take.

 …

 The next day.

 The sun is rising.

 The golden afterglow shines on the eaves of Huai Family School.

  Accompanied by the chirping of birds.

When Shen Ping walked out of the house, he saw Xinxiang, a maid in a pink embroidered skirt, who was practicing in the small courtyard. Her face was full of seriousness. She noticed the movement and stood up hurriedly, "Young master, you are awake. I will go there right away." I’ll get you some water to wash your face.”

 After washing your face.

  Wipe it with a towel.

Shen Ping smiled and asked, "Xiang\'er, how are you practicing?"

The maid Xinxiang said in shame, "Young master, Xiang\'er is stupid. After practicing for half an hour, he still failed to condense the breath of heaven and earth into magic power."

Shen Ping laughed dumbly and reached out to pinch the maid Xinxiang\'s face, "Cultivation of this Taoist scripture is not a day\'s work. It will take at least half a year to cultivate the magic power, so you have to persevere. Come here and let the young master transfer some magic power to you. "

 The two of them returned to the house.

The maid Xinxiang shyly took off her skirt. Although she has passed the age of cardamom, she still stands as pretty as a cold plum despite her lack of human ethics.

Shen Ping sucked the milk skillfully, and at the same time transferred his own magic power to his internal organs, and used his sword seal to improve his qualifications.

 Sensing warm currents.

The maid Xinxiang was overjoyed. She bent down and kissed Shen Ping on the forehead delicately, and then ran away like a deer.

 “This girl.”

 He touched the lip mark on his forehead and couldn\'t help but smile.

I thought secretly that I am only five years old, and I will not let this girl go.

 Sure enough.

 The women in Huaichun are too fierce.

 Come to Ethnology.

The lecturer was a great scholar hired by the Huai family from the imperial court. This old gentleman was not a corrupt scholar, and the articles he spoke were profound. Shen Ping had not paid much attention to them before, but now he sounded very interesting and fruitful.

 He knew that he was beginning to try to integrate into the world.

Every flower, plant or tree becomes bright and colorful in front of my eyes.

 Even the air of this world.

 I feel much fresher when I breathe.

 Come to the yard of physical fitness.

The teacher was a military general from the imperial court. After he was injured and retired from the army, he came to Huaishan Mansion incognito and became a martial arts class taught by the Huai family.

What he taught was not military killing, but a method of maintaining health and strengthening the body that he had learned from walking in the rivers and lakes in his early years. "Please be serious, now is the time for you to strengthen your muscles and strengthen your foundation. If you don\'t practice well, you will not achieve anything in the future, whether you practice Taoism, study Confucianism, or follow the path of incense. "

 The instructor walked up to Shen Ping and nodded with satisfaction.

 Even if it was plain-packed before, it still looks like it.

The instructor can also see that the future Huaishan Lord is unwilling to practice martial arts, but it is different today. Both his movements and spirit seem to have transformed, and he has the temperament of a true Huai family.

 “Very good, just practice like this.”

“You can practice in the three volts in the summer and in the nine summers in the winter. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely gain something.”

 “You need to know that God rewards hard work.”

 Listen to this long-lost God\'s reward for hard work.

  Shen Ping couldn\'t help but feel a little moved in his heart.

Back then, I didn\'t practice hard. It was only through accumulation over time that I had a foundation for growth.

Although this little skill of strengthening the body is not in the eyes of the law now, he can easily improve it to a better level, but these days are really long gone.

drink.

 Like other members of the Huai family, he kept making drinking sounds.

 Just like this, the days passed day by day.

 It’s winter in a blink of an eye.

The icy cold wave swept across the entire Huaishan Prefecture. A thick layer of ice formed along the Huai River, and only the mighty Zejiang River was still rushing like a stream.

  It is rare for Ethnic Studies to take a few days off.

Shen Yue followed her mother Qingyan and her aunts and uncles from the back house of the mansion in a carriage to Huaishui Pavilion to enjoy the snow scene.

In the vast white Huai River, only the central water area is sparkling, completely melting the goose feather snowflakes, while the surrounding areas are entirely covered with ice.

 In this season when it can freeze to death, there are still awning boats along the ice, being pulled by fishermen to the central waters for fishing.

"The ice shrimps in Huai River are the most delicious. Every time during this season, the Huai River Bodhisattva will send hundreds of kilograms of them to let us people in Huai Mansion have a taste. Sister Qingyan, sister Huanyue, don\'t be stunned. Eat quickly."

 The third lady of the big house said with a smile.

Huai Lian, who was standing next to her, couldn\'t help but grab a handful of ice shrimps and put them in his mouth.

Shen Ping smiled lightly.

Judging from the situation of the counterattack simulation, after he obtained the guardian sword seal, the great power behind the Crocodile Ancestor Altar seemed to have given up on this area. Not only did he no longer cause trouble, but he also stopped supporting the Crocodile Ancestor, thus making He easily killed the demon ancestor Crocodile Ancestor.

 So the current third wife of the eldest family is a clown in his eyes and is destined to be fruitless.

 With a glance.

A group of people around were wearing thick cotton-padded clothes and satin of various colors and wearing pink hairpins. They looked like carved dragons and painted phoenixes. They were so beautiful that they looked like the back house of a luxurious home. I didn’t pay attention to it before, but now with a little observation, I can see that although they are just admiring the snow scenery and eating ice shrimps. , but these aunts and aunts have hidden secrets in their words.

 A proper inner-house fight.

 Really speaking.

His mother, Mrs. Qingyan, is the head of the house. After all, she is Huaishan Jun\'s wife, but in fact, it is the third wife of the eldest house who is in charge. She speaks with force and insists on what she says. The other aunts and aunts also Huanyue and her mother were the only ones who didn\'t care about each other.

 Except.

Those younger aunts, even if they are greedy for ice shrimps, they can only eat in small bites and dare not take more.

Huai Lian, on the other hand, devoured the food voraciously, treating the ice shrimp as food. After a while, he had two large plates in his stomach.

 The more I look at it, the more interesting it becomes.

This reminded Shen Ping of Taoist wives, concubines, and the huge Shen family. He had never paid attention to it, but he thought that the battles within the Shen family were probably very fierce, and even wives, concubines, and Taoist couples would have differences with each other. The dispute was just not shown very much, and because of him, their relationship was much closer than the ordinary back house.

Just looked at it for a while.

An aunt said with a smile, "Third Madam, I heard that Young Master Lian is highly praised in the clan. He is a leader in both academics and martial arts. He is almost catching up with his older brothers."

“Yes, Master Lian will definitely be the pillar of our Huai family in the future.”

Well.

 It is clear that he does not take Huai Ping seriously.

Who will be the successor of True Lord Huaishan in the future? Those who don’t know may think it is this guy Huai Lian.

 Shen Ping\'s lips curled up slightly with interest.

 Look at how the mother responded.

  After all, it seems that the supporters of the Third Lady are provoking words.

If his mother, Mrs. Qingyan, speaks out, she will inevitably fall to the bottom.

 “It’s good to practice as a young master.”

"But our Young Master Ping is not bad either. I heard from Coach Na Yun that Young Master Ping has made rapid progress in martial arts. In the future, if he strengthens his body, he may be able to withstand the infusion of incense and vows as soon as possible and become the new True Monarch of Huaishan Mountain."

“Isn’t that right? Master Ping will protect the Huaishan Mansion in the future.”

"By the way, Master Ping is five years old this year. I think it\'s time to find a marriage for him. After the adult ceremony, we can take care of this matter."

“That girl from the Yun family is pretty good, she looks like a beauty at first glance.”

Soon two aunts jumped out, and several other aunts also helped to talk, but they just went off topic.

This made Shen Ping\'s complexion darken.

Although there was no expression on the third wife\'s face, her eyes were gloomy. She glanced at Shen Ping and thought to herself, why hasn\'t this little brat\'s foundation been destroyed? Could it be that there is something wrong with the medicinal materials, and they are not strong medicines?

He has to take action again, otherwise when he grows up, his son will have no hope of becoming the Lord of Huaishan.

His eyes fell on his son Huai Lian, and when he saw that he was still eating, he suddenly became angry.

at this time.

There are faint fishermen singing in awning boats on the Huaihe River, and the long and leisurely songs are rippling, "Hey, let\'s set off the boat, the fresh and plump fish will be on the boat soon, and the wife at home is still waiting to start the pot, hey..."

The third lady frowned, what a bad song.

“Sister Qingyan, I think it’s already too early, so let’s go back home. There will be more winter days in the future.”

Mrs. Qingyan smiled lightly and said, "The third lady is right, there are still days to eat ice shrimps, so there is no need to rush, lest you ruin your stomach."

Huai Lian, who was eating, suddenly froze.

 But Shen Ping thought to himself, what evil are these three ladies holding back, so he quickly simulated a counterattack.

 Alright, basically no changes.

 That is to say, we only attacked two or three times.

  Unfortunately, after he understood the original mark of the great avenue, these methods could not affect him at all.

 Leave Huaishui Pavilion.

 Back to the backyard of Huai Mansion.

A large number of servants, maids, women, etc. from Wuyangyang came up to welcome him. They were worthy of being a big family in Huaishan Prefecture. There was no other family in this city that could compare with the Huai family.

“Madam, you have to be careful about the third lady. She may have bad intentions and want to harm Master Ping.”

 Once back.

Maid Xinxiang couldn’t wait to remind her.

Mrs. Qingyan glared at her, "I won\'t tell you about Ping\'er in advance, but what have you done recently? Have you gone behind my back and damaged Ping\'er\'s foundation? Seeing that you are as charming as spring, fair and moist, you must be He did something shameful.”