Longevity Begins with Marrying a Wife Chapter 27

  Chapter 27 Ultimate Happiness (for further reading)

   Every time I come to Fangshi.

   Shen Ping would slow down.

  Hongliu Lane, where I used to live, was deserted most of the time, no matter it was day or night, with few people in sight, but it was bustling and bustling in Fangshi, as if it was two worlds.

   Now he has gradually become a corner of this prosperity.

"Water flows to lower place, man goes to higher position."

  “You must always be alert to yourself, and you must not make mistakes.”

   Had an experience.

  He doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

Before reaching the door of Zhenbao Loupu, a sneaky-looking monk walked over, with a smile on his face, and deliberately lowered his voice, "Daoist friend, judging by your appearance, you should be a man of temperament. Do you want to experience the ultimate happiness?"

  Shen Ping was full of question marks.

  The monk glanced around, and then quickly took out a brocade pouch embroidered with silver thread from his sleeve robe. The brocade pouch was ordinary and had no smell.

   "Fellow Daoist, there are Tianyin Pavilion Red Brand Female Cultivation Personal Fragrance Pills in this kit. If you are interested in which kind of fragrance pills, you can bring this kind of fragrance pills to Tianyin Pavilion."

   "When the time comes, you will be guaranteed to enjoy the ultimate happiness."

   "It doesn't need to cost you a spirit stone."

   Finished speaking.

  The monk was about to put the kit into Shen Ping's hands.

  Shen Ping immediately became vigilant, and hurriedly shook his head, "Sorry, I'm not interested in women."

   "It turns out that Dao is friendly!"

   "Don't worry, we also have male cultivators in Tianyin Pavilion."

  The monk chuckled and took out a kit again.

   Shen Ping cupped his hands and interrupted, "I still have something to do, take my leave!"

   "Fellow daoist, don't leave, I will let you free twice...three times?"

   Until watching Shen Ping walk away.

  The monk curled his lips, and his eyes began to stare at the next target.

   "Unlucky!"

   Shen Ping entered Zhenbao Building, cursing in his heart.

What the hell!

   Want to compromise yourself three times?

   It's not heavenly fragrance.

   Received his thoughts.

  He took out the jade medal that Mu Jin had given him.

   After waiting for a while, a guy in charge of receiving and guiding came up and said respectfully, "Fellow Daoist, this way please."

   Followed to the backyard of Zhenbao Building.

  Go into a house on the left.

  I saw the guy lightly pressed on the wall.

  The house trembled slightly.

   After a few breaths.

   "Fellow Daoist, the auction hall is here."

   "Excuse me, are you a talisman master or an alchemist..."

  Shen Ping was stunned, and when he heard this, he hurriedly responded, "Amulet master, a top-grade talisman master."

The guy quickly took out a copper-colored mask, "Fellow daoist, wearing this mask on your face can temporarily block the divine sense from detecting your strength and aura. The effect lasts for two days. Other talisman masters and alchemists will also wear it. The auction is over." After that, you can wear it and leave, and return the mask when you come next time."

   Shen Ping's eyes lit up when he heard it.

  Zhenbaolou is really considerate.

  With this mask, monks participating in the auction don't have to worry about their information being exposed.

  If any monk faced this kind of service, he would give Zhenbaolou ninety-nine praises from the bottom of his heart!

   Put on the bronze mask.

  He walked out of the house, his eyes suddenly opened up.

   The entire auction hall illuminated by the huge crystal lamp in the oval dome is like daytime.

  The high platform in the center.

   Every seat below is clearly visible.

   It was Shen Ping's first time participating in an auction.

  He carefully picked a corner of the back seat.

As the time goes.

  There were monks walking into the auction hall one after another, but what puzzled Shen Ping was that some of these monks were wearing masks, while some were not covering up at all.

  About noon.

  Most of the monks participating in the auction have arrived.

  Shen Ping observed from the corner of his eye.

   There are less than a hundred people wearing masks of different colors, but there are more than three hundred senior monks without masks. These monks have a thick and round aura, obviously they should be at the ninth level of Qi training!

   As for the foundation monks.

  He didn't sense the obvious aura and coercion of Foundation Establishment.

  Maybe restrained, or wearing a mask.

   "Fellow daoists."

   "The small auction of My True Treasure Building has officially started."

   "The old rules come first for a hot round."

   "Three Dingyan Pills..."

   The voice fell.

  The surrounding monks, especially the female nuns, have aggravated breathing.

  Shen Ping couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his eyes were hot.

  Dingyan Dan!

   If it is given to wives and concubines, wouldn't they look young?

   As expected of an auction.

   It really is extraordinary.

   "The base price is ten middle-grade spirit stones!"

   "Each price increase must not be less than five middle-grade spirit stones!"

   Hear the price.

  He was suddenly moved.

  Not expensive!

  Affordable!

   "One hundred dollars!"

   "One hundred and fifty dollars!"

   "Two hundred!"

  The female nun's voice gradually became high.

  Shen Ping completely died down.

   Can't afford to mess with it.

  He didn't even have a hundred middle-grade spirit stones in his storage bag.

   And people say hundreds of dollars.

Although Jinyang Sect's main sect has more than a dozen large and small spirit stone veins, resulting in low purchasing power of spirit stones, but those who can take out hundreds of middle-grade spirit stones at will have a high level of cultivation, or they have a certain amount of money. status background.

  In the end, the three Dingyan Pills were auctioned at an average price of 270 middle-grade spirit stones.

   Shen Ping quickly made a calculation in his heart.

He can earn more than 300 middle-grade spirit stones by producing the high-grade talisman seals required by Zhenbao Building every year. After removing the material cost and various expenses, he can accumulate more than 100 yuan if he squeezes. For valuables such as robes, you should be able to buy one after saving for more than two years.

"well."

   sighed lightly.

have to.

  This kind of extravagance should be considered later when the success rate of talisman making is raised.

  At this stage, his main goal is to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, and to replace his wives and concubines with high-grade robes.

   Next, the pills, special magic tools, array disks, magic treasures, etc. that are difficult to buy outside are auctioned off one by one.

  Shen Ping could only watch.

  From the auction price of Dingyan Pill, he knew that participating in this kind of auction at his current level would only give him a sense of participation.

  The auction is over.

  Hundreds of monks filed out.

   "There is still no Jidan this time!"

   "I heard that there will be a Foundation Establishment Auction, but unfortunately, there are Senior Foundation Establishment, and it will be difficult for me to grab them."

   "Keep waiting, Zhenbaolou will always come up with Jizhu Dan, otherwise this auction would not be so attractive."

  Heard small talk in the ear.

   Shen Ping's heart skipped a beat.

  Building Foundation Dan!

   Foundation Building Auction!

  He felt as if he had been exposed to a higher level of information.

   But this information should not be very important.

  Otherwise, those naked monks around would not have had a slight reaction.

   Walk out of Zhenbao Building.

  Shen Ping was still wearing a bronze mask, and then came to the street of Fubaotang, where there were very few monks, he immediately took off his mask when he saw no one.

  In the evening.

  Go back to the gate of the courtyard.

  Thinking of what he saw and heard at the auction, he couldn't help but sigh.

   Different strengths and positions have access to completely different information.

  If he was still the monk on the third level of Qi training in Hongliu Lane, let alone participating in the auction, he would not even dare to enter and leave the Zhenbao Building at will.

   "Fellow Daoist is the Talisman Master in House No. 2... Hehe, you can live in Yunhe Lane on the fourth floor of Qi training. It seems that Fellow Daoist is not an ordinary monk."

  PS: Thank you for the 100 coin reward from Time Silence o, thank you this is my dad for the 500 coin reward, thank you Ren Fanghua for the 100 coin reward, and thank you book friend 20221218143320652 for the 100 coin reward.

  Thanks for your support, and I would like to ask all the audience masters to stay in the updated chapters in the past two or three days, and follow up!

  (end of this chapter)

Chapter end