There Are Too Many Girls, Which Greatly Delays My Cultivation Of Immortality.

He sat still and slowly mobilized the spiritual energy into his body.

As the Foundation Building Pill melted inside his body, a black hole of void seemed to appear in his body.

The powerful suction force caused the surrounding spiritual energy to flow into his body crazily, and even formed white airflows visible to the naked eye, which penetrated into various acupoints in his body.

Every cell in the body was instantly injected with a powerful energy, and the true essence traveled rapidly in the body.

He could clearly feel that his body was like a newly awakened bamboo shoots that suddenly began to grow vigorously.

Even the bones around him began to creak.

Foundation Building, for a Qi Refining Stage monk, is tantamount to reincarnation.

When one's realm rises to a higher level, the improvement in strength is a world of difference.

The monks of the Foundation Building Stage, even in places without spiritual energy, still have the powerful strength of the Grandmaster of the Heavenly Realm.

And mortals all know that the difference between human beings and gods is between the realm of transformation and the realm of heaven.

The success of Foundation Building means that he has officially re-entered the Immortal World in this life.

There is still a long way to go, Gold Core, Nascent Soul, Soul Formation, Dao Integration, Mahayana, Transcending Tribulation, and then Immortal Transformation Ascension.

"call……"

Ye Qingchen took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

“Foundation Building was a success!”

A victorious smile appeared on his face.

Opening the door, taking a deep breath of fresh air, I felt refreshed.

Looking up, the sky is looming white.

Han Yuxiao was leaning on the wall next to the door, sleeping soundly with a wooden stick in his arms.

Ye Qingchen smiled and shook his head: "How dare you be lazy? I will deal with you in a few days!"

After that, he picked up Han Yuxiao, walked into her room, and put her on the bed.

Han Yuxiao turned over and murmured in her sleep: "No, don't...I was wrong...Master Ye, please spare me..."

Ye Qingchen smiled and said, "I haven't touched you for just a few days, and you're already having erotic dreams?"

He pulled the quilt, covered her, went out and closed the door.

…

According to custom, if the two parties to be married already know each other, they are not allowed to see each other for three days before the wedding.

Liu Yifei stayed at home and was restless all day long. Mother He felt sorry for her daughter and advised her to go out for a walk to relax.

Liu Yifei went out for a walk and came to Bao Meifeng's home.

Ever since Bao Meifeng got married, they have always had a cordial relationship. They are like sisters and talk about everything.

Seeing that the door was closed, Liu Yifei thought to herself: It's broad daylight, why should the door be closed? Could it be that she's not at home?

She went to knock on the door, but heard someone in the room answer: "Who is it?"

"Sister Meifeng, it's me, Yifei."

Bao Meifeng opened the door and said with a smile: "Hehe, you haven't been to my house since Mr. Ye came here. Why do you think of coming here today?"

Liu Yifei walked into the room and saw Bao Meifeng's blushing face. She asked worriedly: "Sister Meifeng, why is your face so red? Are you sick?"

Bao Meifeng smiled awkwardly and said, "It's okay. I just took a nap. Maybe I'll look better now that I'm rested!"

Liu Yifei walked to the table and sat down. She saw a cucumber on the table and picked it up to eat.

Bao Meifeng said anxiously: "Hey, you can't eat that!"

Liu Yifei was taken aback, put down the cucumber and said doubtfully: "You can't bear to part with a cucumber, why are you so picky now?"

Bao Meifeng smiled and took the cucumbers into the kitchen.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Liu Yifei said: "It's nothing, I just wanted to come and talk to you."

Bao Meifeng said: "Understood, the wedding is about to happen, which girl is not nervous? Before I got married, I didn't sleep for three days."

Liu Yifei said: "So there are times when you are afraid?"

"It's not that I'm afraid. Strictly speaking, I should be nervous and excited. In short, I'm looking forward to that moment coming, but I'm afraid that the moment will come too soon!"

"My mood is probably the same as yours. In fact, what I'm more worried about is that if I don't do well in any aspect, I will disappoint Young Master Ye."

Bao Meifeng smiled and said: "Are you stupid? According to me, if you do too well, Mr. Ye will be disappointed."

"Ah?" Liu Yifei asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"

Bao Meifeng said: "You are a yellow girl, you don't understand anything, what can you do? What men like is your ignorance.

On the eve of the wedding, your mother and matchmaker Aunt Wu will come to have a heart-to-heart talk with you. Will they tell you the process and time schedule for the next day?

In short, as someone who has been there, let me tell you that although marriage is of great significance to women, the process is really simple. "

Liu Yifei winked mischievously and said, "What is the process? Tell me about it. Is there anything I need to pay attention to in each link?"

Bao Meifeng smiled and said: "Why is the little girl so anxious? Okay, sister will tell you in advance.

You are sent from your parents' home to Mr. Ye's home. After paying homage, you will be sent to the bridal chamber. You are waiting inside, while Mr. Ye is outside greeting guests.

When Mr. Ye comes in, he will lift your hijab, talk to you for a while and relieve your tension, and then drink a glass of wine.

After drinking a glass of wine, it will be the most important time in your life, hehe..."

Bao Meifeng covered her mouth and smiled, then said:

"You don't have to say anything or do anything during the whole process. You just have to be led around stupidly with your hijab on your head. In the end, just wait for your man to lift the hijab.

Even if Mr. Ye finally carries you to the bed, you only need to close your eyes, open your legs, and let him do whatever he wants. "

Liu Yifei felt shy and yearning at the same time.

After thinking for a while, she asked with a smile: "Sister Meifeng, did it hurt when you entered the bridal chamber?"

Bao Meifeng rolled her eyes at her and said, "Why does the little girl ask everything? Isn't it good to leave some room for suspense and imagination for yourself?"

Liu Yifei smiled sheepishly.

Bao Meifeng looked at her innocent look and said sincerely: "I'm so happy for you to marry such a good man like Mr. Ye!"

…

Coming to this world and getting married for the first time, Ye Qingchen took it very seriously.

One party and one custom have different wedding procedures in different eras and places, let alone different worlds?

As soon as Ye Qingchen came back from Jinzhou City, he paid a large sum of money to Liu Dafeng's family. The Liu family was solely responsible for how to deal with it.

Just stand out a little and be grand!

This is the only daughter of the Liu family, so naturally she is very concerned about her.

Although the distance from Liu's house to Ye's house is very short, all the necessary arrangements must be made, and the sense of ceremony must be sufficient.

The sedan chair, gongs and drums, suona and yangko are all indispensable.

The new house was decorated with wedding couplets, and the word "happy" was posted everywhere on the doors and windows.

In the bridal chamber, new candlesticks were added and replaced with red candles.

The beds were all replaced with bright red mandarin duck brocade quilts.

At the entrance of the courtyard, there are ten large vats neatly lined up, all of which are fine wines that have just been shipped from Langbei County, a famous wine-making county.

Mr. Ye's wedding was a major event in Xiaodongping, and the villagers also spontaneously came to help. There was no need for Ye Qingchen to ask for pots, pans, tables and benches that were needed for the wedding banquet, and they took the initiative to move them to Ye's house.

On the seventh night of the seventh lunar month, Ye Zhai was brightly lit all night, and a team of professional chefs invited from the county were busy all night preparing the banquet for the next day.

The aunties and aunts who came to help wash, chop, cook and cook had been busy all night, but they were all smiling, and no one said they were tired.

The eighth day of August is the wedding day.

Outside Liu Dafeng's courtyard, the villagers watching the excitement looked in eagerly.

In the yard, the bride-to-be team was already ready.

A luxurious sedan with eight lifts was parked in front of the street.

"The auspicious time has come!"

As the matchmaker shouted, the deafening sound of firecrackers filled the sky.

The drums and music played in unison, and the whole world was filled with joy.

The matchmaker entered the house and took Liu Yifei, who was dressed in red, carefully walked out and put her into the sedan chair.