Longevity begins with marrying a wife

Chapter 98 Spiritual wine and delicacies disturb people’s hearts

The interior decoration of the painting boat is not luxurious, but simple and restrained. There is only one screen and a dozen jade tables placed on both sides. The embroidered patterns on the screen represent the beautiful scenery of Qingyang Lake, and the water surface is sparkling, which looks quite artistic. Everyone’s level.

Chong Yan greeted shopkeeper Qu and the guests who were building the foundation and sat down at the second jade table on the left. When it was Shen Ping's turn, shopkeeper Qu still spoke up.

"Lao Qu, if you ask Master Shen Fu to sit here, Master Shen Fu may not be able to sit still. I think it's better to sit with my few incompetent disciples."

While talking.

Chong Yan waved to a disciple who was talking to the Jade Table Foundation Establishment monk on the right.

This disciple came.

He bowed his hands to shopkeeper Qu, and the other guests and ministers bowed one by one.

Then he faced Shen Ping and said with a smile, "You must be the Master Shen that Master mentioned. I am finally lucky enough to meet you today."

Chong Yan laughed and said, "My eldest disciple's surname is Di and his name is Xie Ye. He is the one who I mentioned earlier that he likes to delve into the Tao of Talismans. Although my disciple has already established a foundation, he has an unstable temperament and may still be in trouble in the future. Where’s Master Shen Fu?”

Shen Ping looked over subconsciously.

Although this disciple of Chong Keqing has an ordinary appearance, his aura is so fierce that people dare not look directly at him. He is probably as good at fighting as Chong Keqing.

He hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Senior Chong is polite. If Senior Di has time in the future, I can always communicate with Senior Di about talismans."

A brief exchange of pleasantries.

Di Shouye took Shen Ping to the end jade table on the left edge. He smiled gently and said, "Master Shen Fu, my junior brothers and sisters are still preparing food and wine on the bottom floor of the boat. The guests will come over later. That’s why I’m sitting at this table. My tutor has made arrangements for me today, so I’m sorry for you.”

Shen Ping continued, "Senior Chong's arrangements are suitable. I can just sit here."

As a qi-training monk, he would not feel comfortable sitting at the same table as Zhuji. Chongke Qing was afraid that he had considered this before arranging for his disciples to sit at the banquet.

It didn't take long.

With the arrival of a foundation-building monk.

The spiritual pressure in the boat became increasingly heavy.

Shen Ping soon discovered that the beautiful scenery on the screen was actually a special formation that could suppress this spiritual pressure, so that he did not feel any discomfort.

"Fellow Daoist Fu, I haven't seen you for many years. You and Daoyou Yue have returned to Qingyang City."

after awhile.

Shen Ping heard a familiar voice and looked up to see that it was the formation master neighbor next door. He also came to attend the small banquet this time, but he only brought his Taoist companion and not his daughter.

Go inside the painting boat.

Master Fu Zhen and his Taoist concubine Yue all noticed Shen Ping, and their eyes showed surprise one after another. They knew that Shen Ping was a guest of Zhenbao Tower, but he was just a Qi-training monk, how could he come to such a banquet.

The two of them did not say hello. After sitting down at the jade table on the right, they nodded to Shen Ping.

It's approaching noon.

Most of the invited foundation-building monks have arrived.

Several disciples of Chong Keqing also served fine wine and delicacies one after another, and then sat at Shen Ping's jade table.

Four disciples.

Two men and two women, both with ordinary looks.

The words are very polite and warm.

Wow.

suddenly.

There was an extremely depressing mana breath coming from outside.

A real Jindan person has arrived.

All the foundation-building monks in the painting boat stood up.

Shen Ping and the four Chong Keqing disciples also stood up in a hurry.

"Master Zhu."

"Fellow Taoist Chong, today your disciple is building the foundation, so I won't go in. I'll just drink a glass of spiritual wine and leave. When you build the elixir, we should have a few drinks!"

Master Zhu's hearty laughter burst out.

In just a few dozen breaths, this overwhelming and oppressive mana disappeared.

But next.

Shen Ping got up four times in a row.

There were two mana breaths that seemed familiar to him. They seemed to be the golden elixirs in the True Treasure Tower.

"Senior Chong is amazing!"

"These golden elixirs give Senior Chong face."

"Yes, at the level of foundation building in Qingyang City, Senior Chong is still very famous."

Some of the foundation-building monks did not shy away from communicating with each other and just talked in low voices.

The four Chongkeqing disciples sitting next to Shen Ping all looked somewhat proud.

It's past noon.

No other monks arrived.

The banquet begins.

"You fellow Taoists can come to my disciple's foundation building banquet to give me Chongyan face."

"Without further ado, let's have a drink first and thank you all!"

Chongyu first thanked him.

Then his disciple Di Shouye walked to each jade table to express his thanks, and at the same time, he was nodding and drinking with these foundation-building monks.

Arriving at Shen Ping's table.

The four disciples toasted to their senior brother one after another.

"Master Shen Fu."

"Senior Qu specially asked you to take a sip of this Ice Dew Yuzhen Wine."

Di Shouye handed over the wine glass.

Shen Ping immediately felt the gazes of the foundation-building monks gathering together.

He smiled helplessly in his heart and could only take it and drink it down.

Spiritual wine enters the stomach.

Coldness spreads all over the body.

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual power began to transpire, and before he could feel it carefully, the spiritual power in the Dantian actually grew a little stronger. Even the consciousness of Niwan Palace seemed to be nourished, and he felt refreshed instantly.

“Good wine!”

He couldn't help but blurt out.

The four disciples around him all showed envy.

This is the spiritual wine brewed by Jindan, and they are not qualified to drink it.

Many monks in the early stages of foundation building also showed envy in their eyes, and at the same time they were a little surprised. They originally thought that Shen Ping was Senior Chong's new disciple, but they didn't expect that Shen Ping turned out to be a guest of Zhenbao Tower.

After sitting down.

Shen Ping once again felt waves of coldness coming over him, and the spiritual energy in his Dantian started to operate automatically. It took him a full circle of thanksgiving before the alcohol-induced energy finally disappeared.

He thought about it carefully and found it endlessly memorable.

It even came to my mind that if there was such a spiritual wine in the barrel...

Wow.

While daydreaming.

A trace of mist suddenly emerged from the screen.

The fog filled the room.

There are waves of water rising up.

The sparkling Qingyang Lake spread out across the entire boat in an instant.

Under the sunset.

There are many spiritual fish swimming, rushing out of the water from time to time to create graceful arcs.

"Wine and food are ready."

"Fellow Taoists, please feel free to do so."

Chong Yan laughed in a straightforward voice.

The atmosphere inside the boat suddenly became much more relaxed. The foundation-building monks on the left and right sides were admiring the beautiful scenery and talking to each other.

Half an hour passed.

The wine taste is strong.

The sky above the boat was filled with bright sunlight, the mist and water waves suddenly changed, and fairy mist curled up.

Then the colorful ribbons stretched out from the fairy mist as if out of thin air. Before the surrounding foundation-building monks could recover, a graceful and enchanting figure stepped out of the fairy mist step by step with bare, crystal-clear feet. Her skin was white and rosy. , eyebrows and smiles seem to be endless, and there are endless magnificent mountains and rivers to read.

The curves in front of the corset are undulating.

At this time.

The sound of the piano accompanies the playing.

Colorful ribbons were flying, and she was dancing and making shadows. Her graceful dancing posture revealed endless charm.

"good!"

"Haha, I know this dance is Fairy Caiyue's solo dance under the moon."

"I didn't expect Fairy Xianmiaolou Caishang's dancing skills to be so difficult to distinguish between real and fake!"

"Senior Chong is serious!"

"It's worth it if we can invite Fairy Caishang over!"

"Xianmiao Tower has three thousand weak waters, but they are not as graceful as Fairy Caishang's graceful dance."

There were foundation-building monks on the left and right who couldn't help but clapped their hands and applauded.

Shen Ping also admired it immersedly.

Not long after he arrived in Qingyang City, he heard the name of Xianmiao Tower. Compared with Tianyin Pavilion in Yunshanfang, Xianmiao Tower undoubtedly paid more attention to talent and appearance. Although he had never been there, he occasionally heard shopkeeper Qu say After several times, I am full of praise every time I talk about it.

Take a look now.

Well-deserved reputation!

Regardless of her appearance or figure, Fairy Caishang could not be said to be the most beautiful woman in the city, but she could still be considered one of the best in the world.

"If I can dance with Fairy Caishang, my life will be worthwhile."

Shen Ping heard mutterings around him.

The other disciples were scornful.

The disciple's face turned red and he hurriedly said, "I, I'm just talking nonsense."

"Fairy Caishang is a foundation-building monk."

"Junior brother, don't have such thoughts in the future, it will only make you laugh."

"Yes Yes."

Until the application time.

The rather lively little banquet ended.

Most of the monks boarded the magical flying boats to return to Qingyang City.

Shopkeeper Qu is still talking to Chong Yan.

Shen Ping could only wait.

After all the foundation-building monks in the painting boat left one by one.

The Caishang fairy walked out.

At this moment, she had taken off her makeup, but her appearance was still extraordinary. She walked up to Chong Yan, bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, Senior Chong, for the invitation. Caichang will take your leave first."

Say it.

Then he turned and left.

Seeing this, Shopkeeper Qu stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Senior Chong, it's time for us to leave. I heard that you are going to take your disciples out for training. I don't know when we will see you next time."

Chong Yan shook his head, "It will only take a few years. It will take more than ten years at most, so it won't be too long."

The two of them exchanged a few brief words.

Shopkeeper Qu greeted Shen Ping and other guests as they arrived and left.

Return to Qingyang City.

Several people said goodbye to each other.

It’s almost time for You.

Shen Ping was walking halfway down Huiquan Lane, and the spruce trees on both sides were swaying with the cold wind.

He was mostly drunk.

After recalling this small banquet with Chong Keqing, he felt quite satisfied.

Not only did he drink a glass of golden elixir wine, he also enjoyed a solo dance under the moonlight and met the famous Caishang Fairy from Xianmiao Tower.

Moreover, Chongke Qing’s arrangement and attitude really made him feel like a spring breeze.

Looked up.

Looking at the sunset gradually turning red in the sky.

Shen Ping thought of Jinyang Sect.

He shook his head and smiled, secretly thinking that he had reached this level unknowingly.

Feel comfortable.

The pace has quickened a bit.

When he came to a corner, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.

It was the fairy in colorful clothes who was dancing in the painting boat. She walked slowly as if she was relaxed.

Surprised for a moment.

He hesitated but stepped forward and saluted, "Fairy Caishang, I'm..."

"Who are you?"