Zhang Shiping took out the silver restraining token, said a few times softly, combined with the magic power, activated the magic circle's restraining token, and after a hazy light penetrated into the Wanzhu magic circle, a door was soon revealed in the magic circle .

"It's cold outside. Let's talk about it when you have something to do. By the way, Siming, come in too. Don't just stand there, or the old man will be blamed by Xi'er again." He first spoke softly to the woman with her hairstyle Lin Xi'er said, and then glanced at Jin Siming next to her, her attitude was not so good.

Although Lin Xi'er was in her forties or fifties, because she built her foundation early, and because she usually took beauty pills, she looked only in her twenties. And Jin Siming didn't care too much about his appearance, he looked a little older.

As for Zhang Shiping, the Jindan Daoist, his appearance has not changed much from that of twenty years ago, and he still looks like he was in his 20s or 30s. However, because Zhang Shiping is a Jindan cultivator and the ancestor of the clan, his aura is a bit more majestic, and his eyes are as deep as night stars, making people subconsciously ignore his youthful appearance.

Lin Xi'er glanced at her husband, saw that he looked a little helpless, and chuckled lightly.

She walked quickly to Zhang Shiping, and then summoned Jin Siming with her hand, and then followed Zhang Shiping, and the three of them walked into the valley.

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The sunset is on the west mountain, and the moon is in the sky.

The moonlight is quiet, the bamboo is glowing with a misty blue light, and the insects surround the bamboo, and the stars are dotted, like a sky full of stars, scattered into the mortal world.

In a bamboo house halfway up the mountain in the Green Bamboo Valley, Lin Xi'er and Jin Siming hugged each other, but they didn't fall asleep. She opened the quilt, walked barefoot to the window, pulled up the bamboo curtain, and saw a sapphire-like spiritual bamboo, with strands of silver and white moonlight blending into this third-order emerald green bamboo, strands of pure and pure The wood attribute aura is emanating from the spirit bamboo.

The spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth is never self-generated for no reason. In addition to the spiritual energy contained in the spiritual veins from ancient times, there are more of these spiritual flowers and herbs. They can absorb aura, and can also absorb the essence of the sun and moon to generate new aura.

The cycle of heaven and earth is endless!

Lin Xi'er took a deep breath, and when she heard the familiar footsteps, she turned her head, looked at her husband standing beside her, and said with a chuckle, "Did it bother you?"

"No." Jin Siming hugged Lin Xi'er from behind. He felt the aura here and felt a little emotional: "Following me, it's hard for you."

Zhang Shiping originally disagreed with the marriage between Lin Xier and Jin Siming, but Lin Xier insisted on marrying Jin Siming. According to Zhang Shiping's thinking, his apprentice possesses dual spiritual roots of water and wood, and his aptitude is much better than him. As long as he can practice without distraction, he can reach the late stage of foundation establishment as soon as possible. There is a high possibility of Ji consummation. As for whether she can survive the alchemy, it depends on her own good fortune.

Among the immortal cultivators, the wealthy couples do not refer to the opposite **** only, but like-minded immortal cultivators. As for the love between men and women, it's just flesh and blood, which can't compare to the pursuit of the Tao of Longevity!

But everyone has his own aspirations, and everyone has his own way. Zhang Shiping can't impose his will on his disciples. What he teaches is his disciples, not his own shadow.

"Where is it?" Lin Xi'er leaned on Jin Siming's chest and murmured.

As for Zhang Shiping, after lighting the bronze lamp again, he was already sitting cross-legged on the futon in the quiet room, and after getting rid of all the miscellaneous worries, he fell into deep meditation.

After stepping into the Golden Core, Zhang Shiping only knew why True Monarch Du Yu formed the core at the age of fifty-seven, but when he cultivated to the perfection of the Golden Core, he was already three hundred and twenty years old, and it took a full two hundred and sixty-three years. If it was another Golden Core cultivator, he might not be able to cultivate to this level until his death.

It has been thirty or forty years since he formed the alchemy. Except for the ten years of helping him refine the green fire gourd in order to repay Cui Xiaotian's gift of medicine from Tianfeng Mountain, he did not practice much, and he was there all the time the rest of the time It took almost 30 years to practice, polish and accumulate mana, and only then did he make a breakthrough in his cultivation. Of course, his cultivation base is only the second level of Golden Core, which is considered to be in the early stage of Golden Core.

After two hours, when the sky outside was getting brighter, Zhang Shiping exhaled a deep breath of white air, and then quietly opened his eyes. He took out a blue bead from the storage bag, looked at it, opened his mouth, and the blue bead shrank into a bead the size of a grain of rice and flew into his mouth.

This bead was obtained by Zhang Shiping from the old silver-armored tortoise, and it is not known whether the old tortoise got it by killing the Golden Core cultivator, or it was a magic weapon he found and refined. Zhang Shiping didn't know, and didn't care about these trivial matters, he only knew that now he had this magic weapon called "Shark Tears" blue bead in his hands.

He checked the few talisman treasures, mid-level talismans, and various elixir prepared in the storage bag~lightnovelpub.net~. After seeing that there was nothing missing, he got up and headed towards the worm room. , using the animal imperial bag, put dozens of second-order phantom locusts that have been cultivated over the years into it.

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In the Lingshan mountain range where the Jin family is located, there were four people sitting in a stone pavilion halfway up the mountain.

Among them, apart from Jin family patriarch Ming Yu, there was also Zhang Shiping in green shirt, who was picking up the teacup and gently sniffing the spirit tea that was emitting a strong white gas.

Wearing a bright red peony brocade robe, Xuan Su is not interested in drinking tea. Like Ming Yu, he loves beauty and loves strong wine.

The tea is too weak, it is not as good as spirits to refresh his mind, and it is not as good as beauty to stir his drowsy heart.

It's just that spirits wake up eventually, beauties tend to grow old, and things in the world don't last forever. The beauties around him have been changed one by one, and the original Lin Wenbai who was favored by him is now gone.

Maybe it is to take a sum of spirit stones and find a place to spend the rest of my life, or maybe even the ashes are gone. In short, with a new love, there will be no old love.

But Zhang Shiping didn't care about the life and death of this person, and Master Xuan Su seemed to have forgotten the gap between him and Zhang Shiping, holding up a teacup to respect Zhang Shiping's cup of tea from a distance,

Zhang Shiping put down the teacup, he didn't respond with any hostile eyes, but nodded very politely. With his mana and spirit spells, it is still far from being able to kill a person directly.

"You guys should eat it. Master Ming Yu's refreshments are really delicious." The last fat monk with a pockmarked face kept holding the refreshment melons and fruits on the table.

"Fellow Daoist Hai, as long as you are satisfied!" Daoist Ming Yu stroked his long beard and looked at Hai Dafu with a smile on his face.