Longevity begins with marrying a wife

"Snow Ginseng and Rain Dew Pill."

"I refined three of them this time. It's still the same as before."

As everyone in Huo smiled lightly, his figure had already arrived in the pool. He pulled open his plain white red robe and his burly body had many red lines. At this time, the surface of the pool water was transpiring with rays of light, and there was even more water vapor like fairy mist filling the air.

The two beautiful female cultivators also acted in the same way, but they wore tight-fitting thin gauze clothes, one on the left and one on the right beside the Huo family.

Ding.

Boom.

Soon there was silk and bamboo orchestral music playing in the house.

in this elegant voice.

The three of them danced and made shadows, like cranes flying together, or like a male and female running with rabbits, sketching a beautiful picture above the steaming pool water.

Then it’s time for a cup of tea.

Shen Ping admired this kind of beautiful dance, which was both elegant and full of natural flavor, but he felt a little weird in his heart. He never thought that Huo Dajiu actually had such a hobby, and could become such a person on the alchemy path. It's reasonable to be free and easy.

"good!"

"Everyone Huo's dancing skills are getting better and better!"

"Yes, you are so perfect!"

"I think in a few years, Mr. Huo will be able to call himself a master in this dance art!"

Shopkeeper Qu and many other foundation-building monks clapped their hands in praise.

It was just that Shen Ping noticed that their eyes were fixed on them as if they were trying to memorize the dance moves. The foundation-building monks had strong spiritual consciousness and a photographic memory, but those rays of light were hindered, especially the diffuse fog that made the dance skills disappear and appear. Hard to see clearly.

It didn't take long.

The music disappears.

Everyone Huo landed on the surface of the pool, stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Fellow Taoists, who will come first?"

"I'll try it first!"

Shopkeeper Qu walked out directly without any other monks competing with him.

Not a moment.

Shopkeeper Qu imitated Mr. Huo's dance skills, and they were quite similar.

The alchemy master sitting cross-legged on the futon showed satisfaction on his face, "Fellow Daoist Qu is becoming more and more proficient in this skill."

Then other monks also stepped forward to try.

Neither Shen Ping nor the new Zhen Keqing moved, and everyone in Huo didn't care either.

Until the beginning of Haishi.

Only then did the ownership of Xueshen Yulu Dan become clear.

As expected, Shopkeeper Qu got one.

Leave the courtyard.

After saying goodbye to each other.

Shen Ping followed Shopkeeper Qu and left Beiquan Lane.

"This Mr. Huo's hobbies are indeed unique!"

Zhen Keqing sighed.

Shopkeeper Qu smiled and said, "It is precisely because of this pursuit of skills that I can achieve this in elixirs. Master Shen Fu should know better than me in this regard."

Shen Ping said hurriedly, "I'm familiar with the skills, but Huo's concentration is stronger than mine."

Shopkeeper Qu nodded and said casually, "If Master Shen Fu wants to visit in the future, you can come directly. I will notify you then."

"Thank you, Senior Qu."

It is not difficult for Shen Ping to appreciate this kind of dance, and it is worth it to buy Xuezhi pills easily, so he asked, "I wonder how long it took Mr. Huo to refine such pills?"

"It can take as long as two months and as short as one month to refine it."

"Master Shen Fu, you have no need for the Snow Ginseng and Rain Dew Pill now. After you build the foundation, you will know that this pill is infinitely mysterious and has a auxiliary effect on the cultivation of the foundation-building monks. This is also the unique feature of the Huo family's alchemy. "

"Maybe I can try my hand at dancing in the future."

After bidding farewell to Shopkeeper Qu.

Shen Ping shook his head and smiled. He was not interested in dancing at all.

Return to the small courtyard in Huiquan Lane.

The wives and concubines were all admiring the moonlight in the courtyard.

"Husband!"

Wang Yun trotted forward and hugged Shen Ping.

Bai Yuying also came over. She took a sniff and said with a smile, "My husband smells so good and smells like a woman. He must have gone to Miaoxian Tower!"

Miaoxian Pavilion is quite famous in Qingyang City. The female cultivators there are extremely talented and honest. They are much better than Tianyin Pavilion in Yunshanfang.

Shen Ping pinched Bai Yuying's cheek skillfully and said, "Don't accuse Ying'er of being an unjust husband. He just visited an alchemist."

Wang Yun said, "Husband, you haven't eaten yet. I'll do it."

Soon.

A table full of delicacies, delicious and delicious, is placed in the hall.

After sitting down.

The wives and concubines sat down one after another.

Looking at this happy scene, Shen Ping suddenly said with emotion, "It's great to have you."

Whether poor or rich.

On the immortal road to immortality, I have this companionship.

At least for this moment.

He is satisfied...

"Have a meal!"

The crystal light shines through the hall, reflecting a touch of warmth in the small courtyard, and there is even more laughter under the moonlight.

…

Under the same night sky.

Yunshanfang.

There was dead silence.

There are no lights in the houses in the alleys, and the color of blood is getting more and more alluring. And this once prosperous and bustling monk market now seems to be an empty shell. The casual cultivators who are still here are despairing every day. They didn't dare to cross the Shiwan Mountain like other casual cultivators, so they could only hide in their houses and wait for life and death.

Various monsters in the Hundred Thousand Mountains were affected by the bloody formation and became restless.

Wow.

At this time.

The figure in pale robes stood suspended in the air.

The book, glistening with blood, suddenly floated out of his sleeves.

Buzz~

The blood array suddenly flashed crazily, and bursts of blood energy spread quickly like ripples. From Yunshanfang, Chenjiafang City, Yunshan Swamp to Shiwanda Mountain, all the blood seemed to come alive, trying to swallow everything.

Deep inside the cave of the ruins of the Blood Crocodile Ancestor.

Chunmanyuan Nascent Soul monk raised his head and seemed to feel something, "How long does this old guy think he can endure... Now that the bloody formation is fully activated, we should leave!"

All the monks in Chunmanyuan behind him, including Matchmaker Zeng, all breathed a sigh of relief behind their masks. They were on tenterhooks these days.

Now I can finally leave this hellish place!

laugh.

A token suddenly appeared in the palm of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

The token glows with orange fluorescence.

With the infusion of majestic mana.

The orange light of the token suddenly bloomed, and waves of overwhelming power shot straight into the sky along with the orange light.

The gray hair is gone.

The Supreme Elder of Jinyang Sect, whose eyes were full of indifference, looked into the depths of the Yunshan swamp, "These rats in Chunman Garden, do you really think I can't do anything to you!"

Between the words.

The bloody palm prints condensed in an instant and slammed towards the position of the orange light pillar.

Bang!

The power of the ancient psychic treasure hit the light pillar hard, but the orange light pillar was not affected at all, and figures appeared in the light pillar.

"Hahaha, old man Jinyang, don't think that you can be unscrupulous just because you have the ancient psychic treasure of the Blood Crocodile Ancestor. I will see you again in Chunmanyuan later... By the way, I almost forgot to tell you one thing. The Blood Crocodile Ancestor back then You’ve provoked Xizong Buddhism!”

"Good luck!"

As the voice came out, the orange beam of light passed through the bloody formation and disappeared into the sky.

The face of the Supreme Elder of Jinyang Sect instantly turned terrifyingly gloomy.

It seemed like I sensed something.

His eyes glanced sideways to the west.

I saw a little bit of gold blooming slowly at the end of the bloody darkness.

Immediately afterwards.

The sound of wooden fish sounded from all directions in his ears, and a large number of chanting sounds gathered in his ears. The sounds of Buddha were mixed in, getting louder and louder.

Boom!

The entire bloody array trembled violently.

The coquettish blood that came back to life actually seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, shrinking rapidly.

And this time.

The golden color of the western sky gradually condensed into a Buddha statue.

"My Buddha is compassionate..."

The Supreme Elder of Jinyang Sect had crazy eyes, "Damn Chunmanyuan!"

this moment.

Without any hesitation, he turned around and disappeared in a bloody flash of light.