Longevity begins with taking care of the master's wife

The fast way.

The slow way.

The way of poison.

It seemed like an instant, and it seemed like ten thousand years. Zhou Chen understood a hundred avenues in an instant, made a breakthrough in cultivation, and was promoted to the first level of the Ancestral God.

"Um!"

Ah Yin opened his eyes in a daze, as if he had realized some terrible magical power in his dream.

She looked at Zhou Chen with misty blue eyes, her red lips slightly opened, and her voice was soft and melodious:

"Congratulations to the Great Immortal, your cultivation has reached a higher level!"

"We are all happy together, and you have a share of the credit for this!"

Zhou Chen stroked Ah Yin's white and rosy cheeks and smiled slightly: "A Yin, what reward do you want?"

"No reward for no merit, I don't need any reward!"

Although Zhou Chen roughly took possession of her, she had not lacked all the resources she had cultivated over the years. Even if she didn't want anything, she would still have it.

"How can you say there is no merit? Even if there is no merit, there is still hard work. After all, Ah Yin, you also bleed and sweat!"

Zhou Chen reached out and rubbed her wound, which was meaningful.

"Great Immortal."

Ah Yin stopped talking and turned his head away, feeling extremely ashamed.

She didn't understand the deep meaning of Zhou Chen's words.

But she didn't have time to think too much, Zhou Chen had already started giving her the biggest reward.

"Great Immortal, no more, it's too much."

It's a pity that Zhou Chen said the same thing.

She won't give up halfway when it comes to rewarding her.

It wasn't until Zhou Chen instilled all the rewards into Ah Yin that he left with satisfaction.

"call!"

After exhaling a long breath of turbid air, Zhou Chen's bag was empty, not a drop was left, but it was like a rose given to someone, leaving a lingering fragrance in his hand.

Zhou Chen gave everything he had to teach others and devoted himself selflessly, just like a living sage.

Get great inner satisfaction.

A Yin's mistress's room was filled with gold gifts from Zhou Chen, and her face glowed with happiness, beautiful and moving.

Zhou Chen took out a crystal orb the size of an egg - the Canghai Moon Pearl with Tears, stuffed it into Ah Yin's body, and then Shi Shiran left.

Ah Yin glanced at her slightly bulging belly, and then at Zhou Chen's leaving figure:

"The Great Immortal knows how to manipulate people in different ways."

After leaving Ah Yin, Zhou Chen went to accompany Qin Hongyu, Li Changhen, Qing Yuyao, Huangfu Yueyao, the Empress of Yaochi and other beauties.

There are millions of women who have relationships with him now, but most of them are just acquaintances.

Fortunately, in this mythical world, Zhou Chen is not afraid of leaning against the wall.

Under Zhou Chen's generous teaching and guidance, all the girls have basically become immortals. They have endless lifespans and most of them practice in seclusion.

Although Zhou Chen is a little too busy, he will not directly throw any woman into the cold palace, and she will always be able to take her turn.

At most it will take a little longer.

What's more, there are all kinds of magical weapons he refined, which can fill the emptiness in their hearts.

The mythical world of heaven is not said to be in harmony, but there won't be any big fights either. The strength is there.

Even if there is some minor quarrel, it is harmless and usually no one will be killed.

Everyone has a background.

Zhou Chen is extremely talented and has a profound background. Even if he walks around in heaven, no one will deliberately mess with him.

What's more, he spends most of his time at home working hard, and when he goes out to play at most, he gets jealous and has some conflicts with others.

There is no way around this.

Wherever there are people, there will be fights.

Wherever there is a fight, there are rivers and lakes.

It's inevitable everywhere.

Everyone likes good things. If you take them away, others will lose them, so conflicts are inevitable.

However, Zhou Chen's current strength is considered to be at the backbone level in Heaven.

Ordinary people are no match for him.

It is impossible for those real giants to compete with him.

Plus his identity.

Basically never suffer a loss.

Time is long.

Time is like water.

Jiuge Garden.

This is a special garden in Zhou Chen's Hongchen Mansion, with numerous palaces, pavilions and pavilions.

This is the residence of the beauties of the world during the Qin Dynasty.

It has been ten thousand years since the girls came here. With the input of Zhou Chen's various resources, Madam Mingzhu, Zi Nu, Yan Lingji, Honglian, Nongyu, Hu Meiren, Madam Hu, etc. have basically become immortals and gods.

For people in the small world, it is extremely difficult to become an immortal or a god. However, with the energy Zhou Chen possesses now, it is not easy to help people become immortals and gods, not to say it is a piece of cake.

What's more, Zhou Chen himself doesn't need other resources. Beauty is his cultivation resource. Isn't it easy to pour his resources into the girls and make them become immortals and gods?

And after they become immortals and gods, they can continuously provide Zhou Chen with a large amount of wind and moon points to help Zhou Chen practice.

In such a virtuous cycle, both Zhou Chen and them can become stronger together.

Baixiang Palace.

This is the residence of Mrs. Pearl.

today.

Honglian attained enlightenment and became an immortal. As Honglian's nominal "stepmother", Madam Mingzhu also invited Yanlingji, Zinu, Nongyu, Hu Meiren, Madam Hu and others to gather together to congratulate Honglian.

Mrs. Mingzhu wore a purple palace-style fishtail dress, which looked dignified, noble, elegant and sexy.

Her narrow, charming and deep eyes swept over the girls, her seductive red lips were slightly opened, and her voice was gentle and soft:

"Time has passed, Hong Lian has become an immortal, and it has been ten thousand years since we came to the mythical world."

"In just a blink of an eye, the past is like a dream. It's unimaginable!"

She sometimes feels unreal.

She has almost forgotten the decades she spent growing up in South Korea.

The purple girl was wearing a purple skirt, her breasts were towering, plump and full, and extremely enchanting. She sighed and said:

"Yes, I was originally captured by the Qin army and sent to the King of Qin. I thought I would be imprisoned in the Xianyang Palace for the rest of my life and become the canary in the cage of the King of Qin. I didn't expect that the King of Qin would send me to the Great Immortal. It was a blessing in disguise and I got such a heaven-defying immortal fate."

Honglian pouted and said:

"It seems that we are not the canaries in the cage now, but just changed from a small cage to a big cage."

"Honglian, don't talk nonsense!"

Mrs. Mingzhu glared at her and scolded:

"The Great Immortal has given us a second life. Even if we die, it is difficult to repay the King of Qin. How can you compare with the Great Immortal!"

Honglian rolled her eyes and sneered:

"Isn't what I said the truth? If you want to curry favor with the Great Immortal, go ahead, but don't take me with you!"

She used to be a princess of Korea, and was protected too well by King Han An. She was innocent and willful, and didn't know the world, even if ten thousand years have passed.

She hasn't changed much.

After all, she had lived a very ordinary life for the past ten thousand years, either practicing or cultivating every day.

Besides, she and Madam Mingzhu had always been at odds.

Now in this foreign land, although they were not as incompatible as they were in the Korean palace, she still did not submit to Madam Mingzhu.

Although her strength and wisdom were crushed by Madam Mingzhu, and she was often dealt with by Madam Mingzhu, she just did not give in.

After all, it would be strange if a daughter and a stepmother could get along.

Besides, she also discovered a secret that Madam Mingzhu, as the wife of her father, King Han, was still a virgin.

It turned out that Madam Mingzhu had always used incense magic to control King Han and played with him at her will, which made Honglian hate Madam Mingzhu even more.

This is a bad woman!

"Honglian has a lot of opinions about me!"

A chuckle suddenly sounded, and Zhou Chen's figure appeared, and the women were shocked.

Madam Mingzhu hurriedly stood up and knelt to greet him: "Mingzhu greets the immortal. I didn't know that the immortal was coming. I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar!"

Zinv, Lady Hu, Madam Hu, Yan Lingji, and Nongyu also did the same.

Honglian had a dull face, her white and tender cheeks were flushed, her full and plump breasts were trembling, and she was very nervous.

Although she was quite arrogant just now, she was very scared when she really saw Zhou Chen.

After a moment of surprise, she also knelt down.

"No need to be polite, get up!"

Zhou Chen sat down on the couch with a big horse and a golden knife. Madam Mingzhu thanked him and stood up. She twisted her plump and graceful body and immediately knelt beside Zhou Chen and poured wine for him.

Her swollen pride pressed directly on Zhou Chen.

As a former wife of a country, she was naturally very good at serving people. Although she looked down on Han Wangan and did not give herself to Han Wangan, she was also very good at it.

In this mythical world, she has no power, and her cultivation strength is not strong. Everything she has is given by Zhou Chen.

She must serve Zhou Chen well, of course.

Zhou Chen was not polite, and reached out to hold her soft and tender waist.

Although this woman was very fierce in the world of Tianxing Jiuge, she was a master of poison, and one of the four evil generals of the night, the tide demon, who played Han Wangan a lot.

But Zhou Chen didn't care.

He is not Han Wangan.

In his place, Madam Mingzhu will only be obedient and do her best to please and serve him.

This is determined by absolute strength.

Zhou Chen just mastered one side of the softness, and the fox-like Hu Meiren fell into his arms on the other side, and picked a grape with her delicate hands and fed it to her mouth.

"Great Immortal."

Hu Meiren was once the concubine of Han Wangan. She had no support behind her, but she was still able to occupy a place in the harem and barely compete with Madam Mingzhu.

Needless to say, her means are naturally not to be said.

Now that Zhou Chen appeared, she naturally had to seize the opportunity.

"Shameless!"

Honglian despised in her heart, watching the two women who had been the most favored by her father throw themselves into his arms and flatter Zhou Chen, she felt very uncomfortable.

Zhou Chen didn't care what Honglian thought, opened his mouth to eat the grapes that Hu Meiren brought to his mouth, and reached out to pick the other grapes.

With the beauty in his arms, Zhou Chen looked at the others.

The first person who caught his eye was Yan Lingji.

This woman is really beautiful and charming to the extreme.

Passionate like fire.

Gentle like water.

A soft and delicate blue dance dress outlines her graceful figure vividly.

The long black hair was scattered casually, with a soft feeling that could not be concealed.

A pair of exquisite jade feet were exposed, with beautiful and round feet and delicate toes, like the most beautiful artwork in the world, making people have an impulse to hold it in the palm of their hands and play with it.

A pair of blue eyes, dreamlike and tender.

"Great Immortal, am I beautiful?"

When their eyes met, Yan Lingji smiled charmingly, her round and slender legs swayed, and she walked over slowly.

"So beautiful!"

Zhou Chen smiled: "I know you can dance, why don't you dance for me."

He looked at Nong Yu again, "I heard that Nong Yu is a master of playing the zither, so you will accompany me!"

"Yes, Great Immortal!"

Nong Yu responded quickly.

Yan Lingji threw a coquettish look at Zhou Chen, her graceful figure stretched out, like a light and moving elf.

Nong Yu played the zither.

The sound of the zither was wonderful, and the sound of nature was pleasant to the ears.

She sat opposite Zhou Chen and gently plucked the strings of the zither.

She gently plucked and twisted the strings.

Her ten fingers were as slender as jade, white and flawless. According to the Jianghu Qiwenlu, these hands were known as "string hands".

String hands, slender and orderly, crystal clear as jade, are known as the most beautiful hands, natural zither players.

And Nongyu not only has a pair of moving stringed instrument hands, but also has a heart full of exquisiteness and unimaginable talent for playing the zither.

Her song "Birdsong in the Empty Mountain" can attract thousands of birds.

Her song "Tears of Pearls in the Sea" is so touching that it makes people cry.

She was only in her twenties, but she was already a master of the zither.

Now she has become an immortal through the zither, which is even more extraordinary.

She has long, smooth wine-red hair that falls to her waist, a plain face, black jade eyes, a melon-seed face, and fair and delicate skin.

She plays the zither with her ten fingers, purses her rose lips, and raises her beautiful eyes gently, clear as autumn water, with infinite affection.

Yan Lingji dances in her azure long skirt, like a goddess of the sea, and like a mermaid, with a peerless dance posture, beautiful and magnificent.

"Not bad!"

Zhou Chen praised generously, and looked at the great shark in her arms in a long fishtail skirt-Mrs. Mingzhu.

Mrs. Mingzhu is cruel and ruthless, proficient in illusion, incense, poison, and is as cruel as a great shark.

It's just a beautiful great shark.

Zhou Chen moved his palm to test the depth of the shark.

"Great Immortal, drink!"

Mrs. Mingzhu's round and slender legs tightened, and her jade hand held the wine glass, but Zhou Chen smiled: "I like you to feed me in person!"

Mrs. Mingzhu smiled charmingly, shyly, without refusing, her red lips slightly opened, drank half a glass of wine, and then came to Zhou Chen and passed it into his mouth.

"Sensible!"

Zhou Chen's fingers seemed to tap a code, looking for the source of life.

...

Journey to the West World.

Sun Wukong and Tang Seng and his party went through hardships and finally came to the Great Leiyin Temple in the West.

Along the way.

He subdued demons and monsters, and gave all the demons and treasures to Zhou Chen.

While Zhou Chen harvested many demons and treasures, he also gave Sun Wukong a lot of powerful skills and treasures.

He even re-refined Sun Wukong's Ruyi Jingu Bang, making it more powerful.

Lingshan is majestic, and the Buddha's light shines everywhere.

The sound of Sanskrit continued, and the incense was everywhere.

Sun Wukong felt that his strength was almost enough, and his unyielding eyes looked at the Great Leiyin Temple on the top of Lingshan Mountain.

He suddenly rose into the air, and in the surprised and puzzled eyes of Tang Seng and others, he took out the golden hoop and shouted:

"Old Tathagata, five hundred years ago, you pressed me under the Five Finger Mountain. Today, I, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, the Monkey King, challenge you again!"

The thundering sound rolled, shocking the sky.

At this moment, not only the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats and Bhikkhunis in the Great Leiyin Temple were shocked, and they couldn't believe their ears.

Even the powerful people in the three realms who were paying attention to this place had their eyelids twitching wildly.

Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong made a fool of himself again.

I thought Sun Wukong had already wiped out his wildness, but now it seems that he has not, but has become more rampant.

"Wukong, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't be disrespectful to the Buddha!"

Tang Seng was shocked and scolded him quickly.

Unfortunately, without the tight hoop spell, he had no way to deal with Sun Wukong.

"Fuck! Is Monkey King going to be so powerful?"

Zhu Bajie's eyes widened. He didn't expect that Sun Wukong would still be so brave after 500 years!

"You monkey, you are stubborn!"

The Tathagata with a big bump on his head appeared in front of Sun Wukong. His figure, as big as a hill, sat cross-legged on the lotus platform.

Behind him followed Bodhisattvas such as Guanyin, Samantabhadra, Manjusri, and other Buddhas and Arhats.

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with brilliance. He raised the golden hoop like a pillar of heaven and smashed it on his head:

"Old Tathagata, take my stick!"