Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married

Chapter 113 Shen Qingyi's Attributes (1/2)

Chapter 113 Shen Qingyi's Attributes (12)

[Swordsmanship +1, Golden Spirit Root qualification +1] x18

[Swordsmanship: Getting Started (18/100)]

[Golden Spirit Root: Low Grade (18/100)]

The next day, it was just dawn.

Chen An didn't sleep for long, only slept for less than half an hour, and sat up from the bed.

When he woke up, there was no one beside the bed.

Shen Qingyi was gone.

The mattress disappeared along with it.

Chen An didn't pay too much attention to these, and his eyes all fell on the prompt message in front of him.

"fencing?"

"Golden Lingen?"

"Added two attributes at the same time?"

Chen An was a little excited, but more puzzled.

What is the difference between Shen Qingyi and my three wives and concubines?

How can she add two attributes to me?

Could it be that swordsmanship and golden spirit roots are her two strongest points?

It should be right.

Chen An roughly explained it in his heart, and didn't get too entangled in the past.

"Husband, it's time for breakfast."

Gu Xinyue's voice sounded outside the door.

When Chen An heard the voice, he didn't even put on his clothes, got out of bed and opened the door, and dragged the little concubine who was outside the door into the room.

Last night, because Shen Qingyi was still an ignorant rookie, he couldn't enjoy himself to his heart's content.

Mo about half an hour later.

The husband and wife walked out of the room with loving expressions on their faces.

[Spiritual Consciousness Strength +4] x3

Come to the hall outside.

Song Huaying, Wen Zhiyun, and Chen Yuejian were all there.

Only Shen Qingyi was not seen.

Chen An didn't ask any questions, and directly diverted his consciousness, broke through the layers of doors and walls, and finally found Shen Qingyi's figure in a room.

At this time, Shen Qingyi was curled up on the bed wrapped in a quilt, her hair was a little messy, she didn't sleep, she just lay there.

"Husband, how did you feel staying overnight in Sister Shen's room last night?"

Song Huaying was still as curious as ever, she leaned close to Chen An's ear and asked in a soft voice.

Chen An didn't know how to answer, so she smiled and whispered in her ear: "It's nothing, just like you at that time."

"My husband hates it!"

Song Huaying said angrily.

Wen Zhiyun on the side felt a little uncomfortable listening to the conversation between the two, but didn't say much.

She stroked her raised belly, thinking that it would be all right in half a month.

After breakfast.

Chen An deliberately filled a bowl of porridge, walked to Shen Qingyi's door and stopped, knocked on the door and said, "Daoist Shen, I've served you a bowl of chicken porridge."

"Pill Master Chen, I'm not hungry yet."

Shen Qingyi's calm voice came from the room.

Seeing that she didn't intend to get out of bed and open the door, Chen An didn't bother her any longer, and left a sentence "If Fellow Daoist Shen is hungry, you can ask Yue'er to make you something to eat", and then left with the porridge.

...

In a blink of an eye.

Half a month has passed.

During this period, Shen Qingyi hid in the room and never came out.

Chen An didn't know what she was thinking, and didn't bother her.

Feeling ashamed, perhaps?

It looks cool on the surface, but it's really shy inside?

What the specific answer is, I can only wait for Shen Qingyi to come out and say it.

this day.

Chen An, as always, flew in the yard with his daughter Yujian.

Morning, noon and night.

I feel sick to fly.

However, the daughter is very excited every time.

Chen An was also confused, wondering how this little girl got such a big addiction.

Just like her mother.

It's all genetic.

After more than a quarter of an hour.

Chen Anyu landed slowly with the Flying Boat Sword.

The daughter lightly jumped off the sword, turned her head and said with a smile on her face, "Daddy, I have to fly tomorrow!"

"Okay, I will continue to fly with you tomorrow."

Chen An said with a gentle smile.

At this time, Song Huaying came out of the room, and said to Chen Yuejian: "See you, Xiaoyue, it's late, come wash your face and go to sleep."

"good!"

Chen Yue responded crisply, and then ran towards Song Huaying on her slender legs.

In the past period of time, Chen An has educated and guided her daughter a lot, to listen to her mother, and now it seems that the effect is still there. The mother and daughter seem to be much closer than before.

"Husband."

Just as Chen An was watching the mother and daughter going to the bathroom to wash before going to bed, Wen Zhiyun came out of the room, walked up to him and shouted softly.

Chen An looked at the arrogant concubine in front of him, grabbed her slender hands and kneaded them, and said softly, "Yun'er, what's wrong?"

"Husband, I am already eight months pregnant."

Wen Zhiyun caressed her big belly, her voice sounded gentle and full of hints.

Chen An understood everything, and immediately picked up her princess, walked into the house, and said as she walked, "Go, go to my husband's room, and my husband will give you a massage to raise your baby."

"Husband, I haven't showered yet, let's go to the bathroom first."

"It's okay, two cleaning symbols can solve it."

"What a waste of money..."

"An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold is hard to buy an inch of time. This money is worth wasting."

As soon as Chen An thought, he pushed open the door in front of him, carried Wen Zhiyun to the bamboo bed, and gently put her on the bed and sat with her back against the head of the bed.

After that, he took out two cleaning symbols and used them for himself and Wen Zhiyun respectively.

For some reason, Wen Zhiyun became extra active tonight. As soon as her body was cleaned up, she immediately lifted her white and smooth jade arms to hook Chen An's neck, exhaled like a blue, "husband, stay here tonight."

"Okay, then I'll tell Ying'er."

Chen An took out the sound transmission talisman and told Song Huaying.

Then he turned around and lightly blew out the candle on the table, and Wen Zhiyun and Wen Zhiyun both fell down on the bamboo bed covered with cotton pads.

"Wait a minute, I have a question for you."

Wen Zhiyun suddenly held down Chen An's restless hands, preventing him from making further progress.

Chen An was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Go and relight the candle, and look at me."

"Well, all right."

Chen An lit the candle, returned to the bed, did as Wen Zhiyun said, and looked at her with her eyes.

Wen Zhiyun looked into Chen An's eyes, and asked with red lips slightly parted: "You and I, Daoyou Shen, who do you think looks better?"

Chen An said without hesitation: "You look good."

"You didn't lie to me?"

"I did not lie to you."

With a sincere face, Chen An continued: "Not only is your appearance better than Shen Daoyou, but your figure is also slimmer and more attractive than her. You are the most charming fairy I have ever seen."

Wen Zhiyun was happy to hear it, but she still said hypocritically as always: "You must be deceiving people again with your glib tongue. You must have told Ying'er, Yue'er, and Fellow Daoist Shen the same way."

"No, I only said that to you, Yun'er."

Chen An didn't lie, what he said was the truth.

Wen Zhiyun raised her willow eyebrows, already filled with joy in her heart, but she still wanted to continue asking:

"real?"

"real."

Chen An was still sincere, even thinking that when he went to Song Huaying, Gu Xinyue, and Shen Qingyi's room in the future, he would say the same to them.

Wen Zhiyun was sure that Chen An wasn't lying, and said to him affectionately, "Hmph, you're smart, you'll be cheaper tonight, you can do what I didn't allow you to do before, tonight."

"Yun'er, you not only look better than Shen Daoyou, but also have a slimmer figure than her, and even your temperament is more attractive than her."

"Come on, the flattery is too fake. Before I repent, blow out the candle."

Wen Zhiyun pinched Chen An uselessly, telling him to move more quickly and stop dawdling.

Chen An stopped talking nonsense, this tsundere little concubine had already licked enough, it was time to get down to business, and turned around to blow out the candles again, enhancing the relationship between husband and wife with an affectionate expression.

...

time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it will be a few days later.

Chen An sat up from the bed, recalling the fruits of his hard work these days.

[Fire Spiritual Root Qualification +3] x38

[Fire Spiritual Root: Top Grade (502/2500)]

"Finally it's a high-grade fire spirit root. The pill fire I spawned now should be able to efficiently refine spirit stones for cultivation."

Thinking of this, Chen An was slightly excited.

Then he didn't waste any more time, quickly put on his clothes and got out of bed and went to the alchemy room, trying to refine the spirit stones for cultivation.

Alchemy room.

Chen An closed the doors and windows tightly.

He sat down at a random place, took out a high-grade spirit stone, and with a thought, a ball of dark purple pill fire was born, and began to refine and absorb the spirit stone in his hand.

after one day.

The top-grade spirit stone has been completely refined.

It turned into wisps of spiritual energy, and all of them poured into the body without any loss.

"Huh~"

Chen An took a deep breath, and after feeling the full spiritual power in his body, he couldn't help showing a gratified smile on his face.

It worked.

A high-grade spirit stone can be refined in a day.

As long as there are enough spirit stones.

The speed of practice in the future will be greatly improved.

...

In the next half month or so.

Apart from being warm with his wife and concubines, Chen An spent almost all day in the alchemy room refining spirit stones and practicing.

The refinement of top-grade spirit stones is complete.

He began to refine middle-grade spirit stones.

In just a short period of ten or so days, the spirit stones earned from the villains of the Bamboo Leaf Gang were almost squandered, and the savings instantly bottomed out.

However, Chen An didn't feel distressed in the slightest.

Even, he still wants to continue to burn money to practice.

Because the speed of cultivation is too fast.

It's almost addictive.

In less than a month, the cultivation base has directly broken through from the second floor of the foundation building to the third floor of the foundation building.

【Name: Chen An】

[Cultivation base: foundation building three floors]

[Alchemy: Second-Level Elementary (7756/12500)]

[Spiritual Consciousness: Second Level Elementary (6987/12500)]

[Various types of spells: slightly...]

【Fire Root: Top Grade (633/2500)】

[Spouse: Song Huaying (4 stars), Gu Xinyue (4 stars), Wen Zhiyun (3 stars), Shen Qingyi (not yet married)]

[Descendants: Chen Yuejian (2 stars), Unnamed (August and a half)]

"Yes, the progress is as rapid as ever."

Chen An looked at the panel carefully, and was encouraged by the various progress bars on it that skyrocketed for a round.

Soon, his eyes fell on Shen Qingyi in the spouse attribute column.

Suddenly remembered that she hadn't looked at Shen Qingyi's panel yet.