Longevity Begins with Marrying a Wife Chapter 98

  Chapter 98 Spiritual wine and delicacies disturb people's hearts

The interior decoration of the painting boat is not luxurious, but simple and introverted. There is only one screen and more than a dozen jade tables placed on both sides of the furnishings. The screen embroidery is woven into the beautiful scenery of Qingyang Lake. The water surface is sparkling, which looks quite artistic. everyone's level.

  Chongjee greeted Shopkeeper Qu and the guests from Zhuji and sat at the second jade table on the left. When it was Shen Ping's turn, Shopkeeper Qu still raised his mouth.

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

   During the conversation.

   Chongji beckoned to a disciple who was talking with the monk who established the foundation at the jade table on the right.

  This disciple came.

  Holding hands to Shopkeeper Qu, the other Foundation Establishment guests saluted one by one.

   Then he turned to Shen Ping and said with a smile, "You are the Fushi Shen that the master mentioned, right? I'm finally lucky to meet you today."

Chongji laughed and said, "My eldest disciple, surnamed Di, surnamed Shouye, is the one I said earlier who likes to study talismans. Don't look at my disciple who has already established a foundation, but his temper is not stable, and he may be troublesome in the future." Where is Master Shen Fu?"

  Shen Ping looked over subconsciously.

  This disciple of Chongkeqing is ordinary in appearance, but he has a fierce aura in his body, which makes people dare not look too directly. He seems to be as good at fighting as Chongkeqing.

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

   A little greeting.

Di Shouye brought Shen Ping to the jade table at the end of the left edge, and he said with a gentle smile, "Master Shen Fu, my younger brothers and sisters are still preparing food and wine on the bottom floor of the boat, and guests will come over later. Only then will I be able to sit at this table, and my teacher will arrange it today, so please give in to me."

  Shen Pinglian said, "Senior Chong's arrangement is suitable, just sit here."

  He, a qi cultivator, sat at the same table with Zhuji, and he would never feel comfortable no matter what. Chong Keqing probably considered this, so he arranged for his disciples to sit at the banquet as well.

   Not long.

  Following the arrival of a foundation-building monk.

   The spiritual pressure in the painting boat became heavier and heavier.

  Shen Ping soon discovered that the beauty of the screen was actually a special formation, which could suppress this spiritual pressure, so that he didn't feel any discomfort.

   "Fellow Daoist Fu, I haven't seen you for many years. You and Fellow Daoist Le are back to Qingyang City."

after awhile.

  Shen Ping heard a familiar voice, and when he looked up, it turned out to be the neighbor of the array mage next door. He also came to the small banquet this time, but he only brought his Taoist companion and did not bring his daughter.

   Walk into the painting boat.

  Master Fu Zhen and his fellow Daoist Le Daoist all noticed Shen Ping, and their eyes showed surprise one after another. They knew that Shen Ping was a guest of Zhenbaolou, but he was just a Qi training monk, how could he come to such a banquet.

  The two of them didn't say hello, they nodded to Shen Ping after they sat down at the jade table on the right.

  It is approaching noon.

  Most of the invited foundation monks have arrived.

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

  Four disciples.

   Two men and two women, both of them are relatively ordinary in appearance.

  The words are very polite and enthusiastic.

  Wow.

  Suddenly.

   There was an extremely depressing breath of mana outside.

  A Jindan real person has arrived.

  All the monks who established the foundation in the painting boat stood up.

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

   "Bamboo real person."

   "Fellow Daoist, today your disciple builds a foundation, I won't go in, just drink a glass of spiritual wine and leave. When you form the alchemy, let's drink a few glasses!"

  Zhu Zhenren's hearty laughter swayed.

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

   But next.

   Shen Ping got up four times in a row.

   There are two mana breaths in it, which he feels familiar with, and they seem to be the golden pills in the real treasure building.

   "Senior Chong is amazing!"

   "These golden elixirs are for Senior Chong's face."

   "Yes, at the level of Qingyang City's foundation building, it is still very famous to worship the predecessors."

  Some of the Foundation Establishment cultivators did not avoid sound transmission, just talking in such low voices.

  The four disciples of Chongkeqing who sat beside Shen Ping all showed a bit of pride.

   After noon.

   No other monks came.

  The feast begins.

   "Fellow daoists can come to my disciple's foundation establishment banquet, it is to give me face."

   "Not much to say, let's have a drink first, thank you all!"

   Chongjee first expressed his thanks.

   Then his disciple Di Shouye went to each jade table to express his thanks, and at the same time, he had a nodding and drinking acquaintance with these Foundation Establishment monks.

   At Shen Ping's table.

  The four disciples toasted their seniors one after another.

   "Master Shen Fu."

   "Senior Qu specially asked you to take a sip of this ice dew jade wine."

  Di Shouye handed over the wine glass.

  Shen Ping immediately sensed the eyes of the monks who established the foundation gathered together.

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

   Spirit wine enters the stomach.

  Cold all over the body.

   Immediately after the spiritual power evaporated, before I felt it carefully, the spiritual power in Dantian grew a little bit, and even the spiritual consciousness of the Niwan Palace seemed to be cultivated, and I was instantly refreshed.

   "Good wine!"

   He couldn't help blurting out.

  The four disciples around showed envy.

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

  Many monks in the early stage of foundation establishment also showed envy in their eyes, and at the same time they were a little surprised. They thought that Shen Ping was the new disciple of Senior Chong, but they didn't expect to be the guest minister of Zhenbaolou.

   After sitting down.

  Shen Ping felt the burst of cold again, and the spiritual power in his dantian began to run automatically. After a full circle of thanks, the alcohol finally disappeared.

  He pondered carefully, only to feel endless aftertaste.

   It even came to mind, if there is this kind of spiritual wine in the barrel...

  Wow.

   is reverie.

   Suddenly, mist gushed out from the screen.

   The fog filled the room.

   There are waves of water rushing up.

  The sparkling Qingyang Lake spread out the whole painting boat in an instant.

  Under the setting sun.

   There are spirit fishes swimming, rushing out of the water from time to time to create a beautiful arc.

   "The food and wine are ready."

   "Fellow daoists, feel free."

   Chongji laughed in a straightforward voice.

  The atmosphere in the painting boat suddenly became a lot more relaxed. The monks on the left and right sides were talking with each other while admiring the beautiful scenery.

   Half an hour passed.

  The smell of wine is strong.

  The sky above the painting boat is bright, the mist and water waves suddenly change, and the fairy mist curls up.

Immediately afterwards, the colorful ribbons stretched out of the fairy mist as if out of nothing. Before the surrounding foundation cultivators recovered their senses, a graceful and enchanting figure with bare crystal clear feet stepped out of the fairy mist step by step. Her skin was white and rosy. , Mei Dai's smile seems to be endless for thousands of years, and there are endless magnificent mountains and rivers.

  The curve before the waist is undulating.

   At this time.

  The sound of the piano was played along with it.

  Colorful ribbons are flying every now and then, and she dances and plays with shadows, her graceful dancing posture reveals endless charm.

"good!"

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

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

   "Senior Chong has a heart!"

   "It's worth it to invite Fairy Caishang over here!"

   "Xianmiaolou has three thousand weak waters, but they are not as graceful as Fairy Caishang's dancing."

  There were Foundation Establishment cultivators on the left and right sides who couldn't help clapping their hands.

  Shen Ping also appreciated it immersively.

Not long after he arrived in Qingyang City, he heard the name of Xianmiaolou. Compared with the former Tianyin Pavilion in Yunshanfang, Xianmiaolou undoubtedly pays more attention to talent and appearance. Although he has never been there, he occasionally heard from the shopkeeper Qu that It's been a few times, and every time I talk about it, I'm full of praise.

   Now look at it.

   Well-deserved reputation!

  This Fairy in Caishang, regardless of her appearance or figure, although she can't be called Qingcheng, she can still be chosen as one in a million.

   "If you can dance with Caishang Fairy, this life is worthwhile."

  Shen Ping heard muttering beside him.

  The other disciples all despised him.

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

   "Fairy Caishang is a Foundation Establishment cultivator."

   "Junior Brother, don't have such thoughts in the future, it will only increase your laughter."

"Yes Yes."

   Until Shen Shi.

   The rather lively banquet is over.

  Most of the monks set foot on the magic weapon flying boat to return to Qingyang City.

   Shopkeeper Qu is still talking with Chong Jin.

  Shen Ping could only wait.

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

  The fairy in colorful clothes walked out.

  At this moment, she has taken off her makeup, but her appearance is still extraordinary. She walked up to Chongjiu, gave a little bow and said, "Thank you, Senior Chong, for your invitation, and Caishang will leave first."

   Say it.

   then turned and left.

   Shopkeeper Qu stood up seeing this, cupped his hands and said, "Senior Chong, I should go too. I heard that you are going to take your disciples to practice outside. I don't know when we will see you next time."

   Chongjean shook his head, "It's only a few years, at most a dozen years, it won't be too long."

  The two said a few more words.

   Shopkeeper Qu greeted Shen Ping and other guests to come and leave.

   Return to Qingyang City.

   Several people bid farewell to each other.

   It's almost unitary hour.

  Shen Ping was walking halfway along Huiquan Lane, and the spruce trees on both sides swayed with the cold wind.

   He was mostly drunk.

  Reminiscing about Chong Keqing's small banquet, he felt quite satisfied.

   Not only drank a glass of Jindan spirit wine, but also enjoyed a solo dance under the moon, and saw the famous Fairy in Caishang in Xianmiaolou.

   Moreover, Chong Keqing's arrangement and attitude really made him feel like a spring breeze

Looked up.

  Looking at the sunset that gradually turns red in the sky.

   Shen Ping thought of Jin Yangzong.

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

Feel comfortable.

  The pace is quickened.

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

   It is the extraordinary dancing fairy in colorful clothes in Huafang. She walks slowly as if she is relaxing.

   Suddenly stunned.

  He hesitated but stepped forward to salute, "Fairy Caishang, my servant..."

"Who are you?"

   Fairy Caishang paused for a moment, looked sideways from the corner of her eyes, and walked away after saying a few words.

  Looking at its back.

  Shen Ping slowly lowered his embarrassing hand, he was just out of politeness.

  Stand in place and lean less.

  He sighed lightly, "Perhaps this is the foundation building!"

   Originally a little turbulent mood, completely calmed down at this moment.

  He turned and walked towards the courtyard in Huiquan Lane.

  The setting sun shines down.

   It reflected the cautious face.

   Mo Kuang.

  Mo Lang.

   Anyway.

  He is just a Qi training monk.

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