Chapter 120: Strength of Foundation Establishment
Boom.
While Deacon Xia's thoughts were fluctuating, the tyrannical magic power of a Golden Core Realm cultivator rippled like water. Instantly, all the cultivators' gazes gathered at the entrance of the backyard hall.
Elder Peng crossed the threshold and stood there. He glanced around. A perfected Golden Core divine sense swept past. His expression was dignified and solemn.
"Fellow Daoists! In the base of the Wei Kingdom's True Treasure Pavilion, the original third-grade guest elder, Talisman Master Shen, has successfully passed the special-class guest elder assessment and is about to return!"
His deep and powerful voice fell. The small courtyard instantly fell silent. A special-class guest elder. These four heavy words stunned all the cultivators for a moment.
Elder Peng's dignified face revealed a smile while all the cultivators were shocked.
"He passed?"
"He really passed!"
An indescribable surprise suddenly surged out from the depths of Deacon Xia's eyes. He seemed to be muttering non-stop. A Golden Core Realm cultivator lived for five hundred years. He was already more than 400.
Seeing that he had no hope of forming the Nascent Soul and was prepared to die in meditation in the future, the dawn had arrived. As long as he could break through to the Nascent Soul realm, He could still watch another thousand years of the scenery of this world.
Deacon Xia clenched his fists tightly, and all his chanting turned into a name. "Talisman Master Shen!"
Another who was equally excited was also Shopkeeper Qu, who was standing at the end of the second-grade guest. He had never thought that Talisman Master Shen would actually pass the special grade assessment!
This was simply unbelievable. It was already commendable that he could obtain the qualification jade pendant at the Perfected Qi Refinement Realm.
To become a special-class guest elder was like ascending to the heavens. But now, Talisman Master Shen has passed!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Shopkeeper Qu sensed that many guest elders were looking at him. These gazes were mixed with dense envy and fervent friendship. He took several deep breaths. Suppressing this excitement, he returned a standard smile.
Close to the entrance of the hall stood the five Golden Cores who had evaluated Shen Ping's qualification assessment. They smiled at the same time. This smile seemed to be saying, their taste was indeed extraordinary.
At the place of auctions hosts, the beautiful woman surnamed Qiu's eyes were filled with surprise and joy. She subconsciously recalled the scene of Talisman Master Shen following behind her during the qualification assessment. His gaze seemed to be locked on the round curves of her skirt. "A special-class guest elder. There's no harm in taking a few more glances."
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Outside the meditation room in the sword-shaped flying ship, Wu Shan's voice sounded. "Guest Elder Shen, we've arrived at the Wei Kingdom."
A moment later, Shen Ping stood at the railing of the front deck of the flying ship. He looked down at the vast territory of the Wei Kingdom. Mountain ranges, rivers, forests, and large mortal kingdoms. There were also cultivation markets, spirit stone mines, and so on. They formed the scenery of mountains and rivers and the world.
"This is the cultivation country that Fellow Daoist Shen is in?" Pei Huoyu said softly.
Shen Ping nodded. "That's right. It's a very inconspicuous place in the Wei Kingdom, but this is where I cultivate and live."
As the two of them spoke, large patches of scenery flew past. Soon, the sword-shaped flying ship slowed down.
"Down there is Qingyang City." Wu Shan, who was wearing a long green pine robe, smiled and said, "Guest Elder Shen, Fellow Daoist Pei, sorry for offending you." His Nascent Soul magic powers surged.
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In an instant, the flying ship flashed out and landed in the backyard of the base of the True Treasure Pavilion in the blink of an eye. As the magic power light faded, a voice sounded in Shen Ping's ears.
"All the elders, deacons, auction hosts, guest elders, and shopkeepers of the True Treasure Pavilion welcome Guest Elder Shen!"
As soon as he finished speaking. Deacon Xia, Shopkeeper Qu, the beautiful woman surnamed Qiu, and the other cultivators respectfully said again, "Welcome, Guest Elder Shen!"
Shen Ping was stunned. Pei Huoyu looked at Elder Peng and said indifferently, "Since you've already welcomed him, unrelated people can leave!"
Elder Peng immediately waved his hand. "All of you, leave."
"Yes!"
All the cultivators left one after another.
Under Elder Peng's lead, Shen Ping crossed the threshold of the hall and sat on the seat for the first time. Wu Shan, who was dressed in a green pine robe, sat at the side.
He stood up again in discomfort. "Elder Peng, this is too grand. Although I passed the special-class guest elder, if not for the help of the elders, deacons, and the others, I wouldn't have such a chance."
Elder Peng smiled. "Guest Elder Shen, your status is different now. How can our Wei Kingdom's base break the rules?" He cupped his hands. "Congratulations to Guest Elder Shen for successfully establishing your foundation."
Shen Ping could only exchange a few pleasantries with him. With the Nascent Soul envoy of the headquarters beside him and the Dao Protector sent by the headquarters, he understood Elder Peng's difficulties.
If they did not greet him according to the rules, it would be equivalent to looking down on the special-class guest elder and the headquarters of the True Treasure Pavilion. However, when Elder Peng mentioned that he wanted to hold a special-class guest elder banquet, Shen Ping rejected it without thinking.
"Guest Elder Shen. It's fine if you don't hold this banquet, but you have to hold your Foundation Establishment Banquet.
"Foundation Establishment is a big deal. Crossing this step is the beginning of true cultivation, and the Foundation Establishment Banquet is to wash away the mortal world. It has extraordinary meaning." Elder Peng said solemnly.
Shen Ping could not refuse. Almost every cultivator would hold a Foundation Establishment banquet after successfully establishing their foundation. It was not only a manifestation of their connections and resources, but also a positioning of their cultivation.
Seeing that Shen Ping agreed, Elder Peng's smile widened. "Guest Elder Shen, you've been tired all the way. You should rest for a few months before discussing the Foundation Establishment banquet. Of course, the final list of invitees will still have to be personally decided by Guest Elder Shen."
Shen Ping heaved a sigh of relief and cupped his hands. "Thank you, Elder Peng."
At this moment, Wu Shan smiled and said, "I have nothing to do recently. Since Guest Elder Shen is holding a Foundation Establishment banquet, I wonder if I can attend."
"It's my honor to have Lord Wu Shan here." Shen Ping hurriedly said. However, he sighed in his heart. He could not reject this favor.
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The sunset in the sky was dyed red. Shen Ping finally stepped onto the street that led back to Huiquan Alley. He walked slowly in the oblique shadow of the cloud fir. Looking at the afterglow of the setting sun, his many thoughts slowly faded.
There was only his wife and concubines left in his heart. Although he had left for less than half a year, that longing surged like a tide. The closer he got to the small courtyard, his footsteps became slower and slower.
He saw the figure waiting at the entrance of the courtyard and Shen Ping stopped.
"Husband!" Wang Yun and Bai Yuying ran over one after another and hugged Shen Ping's waist tightly. Their faces were pressed against his chest, as if they wanted to pour out their thoughts.
He took a deep breath. The familiar smell of his wife and concubine filled his nose. "Let's go home.
At this moment, he couldn't wait any longer.
Pei Huoyu, who was not far behind Shen Ping, looked surprised for the first time when he saw the five figures walking quickly into the small courtyard.
She originally thought that Talisman Master Shen, who could be ranked on the A-list in the special-class guest elder assessment, should be an ascetic who was immersed in the Dao of Talismans and did not listen to the rumors. He had talent but did not forget to work hard to achieve high attainments in skills.
However, she did not expect that this Talisman Master Shen actually had four Dao companions! "Sex. It's not bad to relax in leisure."
She stood in the small courtyard. Pei Huoyu's powerful divine sense could clearly hear the five suppressed breaths in the bedroom. She could not help but shake her head and block her six senses. She closed her eyes to rest.
Time passed quietly. In the blink of an eye, it was late at night. The resplendent moon covered the sky. She opened her eyes and looked at the bedroom. There were still intense sounds inside. She shook her head again and walked into the quiet room to rest.
Every cultivator had a different way of releasing their emotions. Perhaps this was the joy of Talisman Master Shen.
A few days later, In the bedroom, pink, brocade white, purple and pink undergarments and clothes were piled up on the floor in a mess. There were also traces of water on them. The brocade blanket on the bed had long been crumpled into a mess. It had a fragrance and a strange smell.
His wife and concubine, as well as Luo Qing, were all asleep. Only Shen Ping and Yu Yan continued to fight. There were all kinds of marks on the sweet grapefruits. Yu Yan's black hair had long scattered. The black hair at the corner of her lips was stuck together and was faintly white.
A long time passed, as the last Snow Ganoderma Pill melted in the path, the two of them fell heavily.
"A Foundation Establishment Cultivator is indeed extraordinary. Husband, your advancement this time actually directly leads to the essence of Dao techniques. Unfortunately, I'm not strong enough to withstand the medicinal effect of the Snow Ganoderma Pill.
If I could have two Snow Ganoderma Pills pressed together, that medicinal effect would probably be a different scene." Yu Yan's voice was soft and weak, as if she had exhausted her last bit of strength.
Shen Ping turned to look at Yu Yan. He raised his hand and pushed her messy hair behind her ear. He smiled gently and said, "Go to sleep."
Yu Yan's tired eyelids fell. The bedroom became quiet. Only the even and rhythmic breathing of his wife and concubines could be heard. He looked at his happy wife and concubines. He felt unprecedentedly at ease.
Core members. A Dao Protector of the Golden Core Realm. All the cultivators of the True Treasure Pavilion welcomed him. All of this could not compare to the longing expressed by his wife and concubines.
Phew.
Ha.
He took a deep breath. Shen Ping's distracting thoughts were all gone. After resting for a while, he got up and walked out of the bedroom. It was almost noon. He glanced at the virtual interface, and five virtual boxes that flickered with different lights appeared.
After breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, the effect of dual cultivation seemed to be different. He scanned the area.
The most obvious one was Yu Yan.
In the previous 20 dual cultivation sessions, he actually achieved the immersion effect 18 times. It had to be known that he did not use the Spirit Jade Ginseng Ointment this time.
His wife and concubines were a little regretful. Although his experience in the Dao of Talismans, spiritual root aptitude, resistance to spells, and lifespan were all increasing, he did not immerse himself once.
Of course, if he used the Spirit Jade Ginseng Ointment to dilute the medicinal power, he could achieve immersion. However, now that he was in the Foundation Establishment realm, he was worried that his wife and concubines would not be able to withstand it.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, your life is quite fun."
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