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"Husband." After the woman had arranged the matter, she looked at her husband, and then glanced at his left hand, with a worried look on her face.

Although they just got married, twenty-four years have passed, and she already knows her husband very well. When he encounters difficult things, the four fingers of his left hand will stick tightly to the palm of his hand, and the thumb will stick to his palm. Then unconsciously rubbing the knuckles of the index finger so hard that it turns white.

"This fellow Daoist Zhang..." Seeing that her husband did not respond, the glamorous woman asked a question.

But as soon as he asked this sentence, Wang Daoxiu shook his head and stopped his wife from continuing to ask. He took the Qingfeng long sword in front of him that was bounced by Zhang Shiping, and looked at the trace of the sword. Scorched black, there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes. He held the sword in his left hand, and the blade slashed across the palm of his right hand, leaving a bright red bloodstain. He silently recited the method of sacrificial sword in his heart. After one or two breaths, as the bloodstain melted into the sword, a cluster The extremely void black flame rose from the sword body, and then turned into black smoke.

After finishing these, he put the three magic flying swords in front of him into his dantian and stored them up. He turned his head and said to the woman in a deep voice: "Is there any business relationship between our Jiangu and the Zhang family? contacts?"

The beautiful woman frowned, thought for only two or three breaths, then shook her head, and said to Wang Daoxiu, "Not yet."

"Well, the flying sword forged by our Sword Valley will be distributed to the Zhang family. The share does not need to be too much, just the same as that of the Qi family. If other shops ask, just say that it is me and Zhang Daoyou We've discussed it." Wang Daoxiu thought for a while, and finally said to the woman, asking her to arrange the matter.

Sword Valley is the most famous, of course, is the sword. And this sword is not only the art of controlling the sword, but also the method of forging the sword. The flying swords forged by Sword Valley are somewhat better than those of other craft refiners. The Zhang family was originally just a newly-promoted Jindan family, and the ancestors of the Wang family had produced Jindan real people, and they were old Jindan families. Zhang family.

Those old Jindan families that have been passed down for several generations are married and have business contacts with each other, and they have already formed a large and tight net.

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Xiao Die, dressed in colorful clothes, introduced the scenery along the valley to Zhang Shiping. When she looked at Zhang Shiping, there was a bit of admiration in her eyes. A touch of pink makes people ashamed as flowers. With the gentle breeze in the valley, Zhang Shiping, who was walking behind Xiaodie, only felt a faint fragrance of a daughter like a spring in March, blowing with the wind, and the fragrance filled his nostrils.

If Zhang Shiping was a hundred years younger, he might be tempted by such a delicate woman, but now in his eyes, the so-called skin and flesh are nothing more than pink skulls in the final analysis, and he can't leave the slightest thought in his heart.

If the person you meet can't shake his mind that has been practiced for more than a hundred years, how can there be any love. Those hundred-year-old golden core monks, don’t look at the charming concubines around them, surrounded by stars, and these old monsters seem to be very doting on them (them), but these people can Items that are freely given to others. Exchanging beautiful concubines with each other can be regarded as a romantic and elegant thing among Jindan monks. As for the feelings of these concubines, who cares?

The concubines of Xuansu Daoist have changed one after another over the years, where is Lin Wenbai who was with him decades ago?

When Master Xuan Su doted on her, he could lose face to Zhang Shiping, the new Jindan, in front of everyone, but what happened in a blink of an eye? As Zhang Shiping's cultivation level deepened day by day, when he met Zhang Shiping, he still greeted each other with a smile and called each other fellow daoists. It seemed that they seemed to be in harmony with each other.

There are many romantic affairs between monks, such as the splitting of peaches with broken sleeves, "scented osmanthus cake with fragrant tea in your mouth, and your body smells fragrant", etc. These things are just the monks' conscious breakthrough and hopelessness. His Dao heart was destroyed once, and he became unrestrained, especially worse.

After taking Zhang Shiping to a high pavilion built of bluestone, after stepping on the seventy-two stone steps, and walking a few steps, you will find the Cangbing Pavilion where the Jindan Daoist people are located. Seeing that Zhang Shiping didn't even change his breath along the way, she was very disappointed. If she could be allowed to cling to a Jindan real person, then she would be like her own wife. matter.

However, she didn't dare to express this emotion too clearly, and said softly to Zhang Shiping, "Senior Zhang, the Cangbing Pavilion is here."

After saying these words with a low eyebrow, when she raised her head, she looked at Zhang Shiping with eyes like autumn waves.

But Zhang Shiping just said lightly: "Go down."

Then he crossed the threshold and walked in with big strides, only to see that there were already twelve people sitting on more than twenty chairs in the hall, including men, women and children.

Among these people are eight male cultivators, and three of them are elders. One of them, an old man with a greasy face, was holding a grilled chicken leg that was burnt yellow and oily~lightnovelpub.net~ He ate it up in three or two bites, he threw it back and fell into the Behind him, a pineapple wooden tray held by a qi cultivator wearing a sword valley green shirt, had a dozen or so chicken bones scattered all over it, clean and without a trace of meat. And the old man immediately grabbed another chicken leg from the plate held by a maid beside him.

As soon as the old man saw Zhang Shiping, he hadn't swallowed the chicken leg in his mouth, so he took the half-meat chicken leg and called out to Zhang Shiping, "Friend Zhang."

Zhang Shiping nodded to this person with a smile, and with the other real people who had a fairly normal relationship, they nodded to each other, and called each other a few friends, Zhang Shiping walked towards the door He sat down on the empty chair next to him.

Eight of these twelve people are Jindan monks of Xuanyuanzong, but only the slovenly old man Huo Ming, who is on the same side as Cui Xiaotian, Qi Feng and others, feels relatively good to Zhang Shiping. heart, =. As for the other seven people, when they looked at Zhang Shiping, they just nodded slightly because they were in the same clan.

Zhang Shiping is not very familiar with the other four Jindan real people, three men and one woman. Among the four people, there are two feminine and male cultivators. Although the clothes on their bodies do not have the same sect logo, their aura is exactly the same. Presumably they are from the same sect and they practiced the same kind of formulas. .

The rest, a man and a woman, looked like brothers and sisters, and seemed like husband and wife.

Zhang Shiping didn't look much, just nodded his head, then he closed his eyes and concentrated, waiting for the rest of Jindan Daoist to come.