Chapter 158 Goodbye, Wei Guo

  Chapter 158 Goodbye, Wei Guo

   Half an hour later.

   Shen Ping’s spiritual consciousness withdrew from the core jade card.

  The whole person is numb.

  He never thought that the volume of “Tales of Beasts” given by the headquarters would require half a million contributions for the second volume alone!

Although the difficulty of the second volume is much higher than the first two volumes of “Blue Talisman”, it requires too much contribution. If he really wants to attack the second-level core, it means that he needs at least a million contributions to make a foundation .

   This is also because Pei Zhenren directly gave him two volumes of “Qing Fu Jing”.

   Until this moment.

  Shen Ping finally understood how much background Pei Zhenren said about support.

   “Level B core!”

   “The scriptures!”

   Come back to God.

  He didn’t back down because of the difficulties, but a wave of enthusiasm surged from the bottom of his heart.

   Possesses a natal rune.

   And you can also gain Talisman perception day and night.

  He has a unique advantage in studying and studying the scriptures. If he dares not try, it will be a waste of the efforts of his wives and concubines, and he will be ashamed of his daily hard work.

more importantly.

  Through the contributions required by the scriptures, Shen Ping could faintly deduce that the scriptures probably had an extraordinary origin, and even involved some kind of great secret.

  Hoo.

suck.

   took several deep breaths in a row.

  He slowly calmed down.

  Whether it is to improve the strength of the cultivation base, study the talisman scriptures, or attack the second-level core, he has to settle down before formulating a detailed practice plan, and what he has to do now is to wait.

  Close your eyes.

  His Lingtai gradually emptied…

  The next two days.

  Time seemed to slow down a lot.

  Mao hour on the day the airship arrived.

  Shen Ping stood in the courtyard and waited early on, wearing plain brocade robes just like when he held the Foundation Establishment Banquet.

  The wives and concubines also put on the dresses they wore that day one after another. Those who had taken Zhuyan Pill, their appearance was not affected by the years, and each of them had beautiful eyebrows and beautiful appearance.

   “Husband.”

  Wang Yun, Bai Yuying’s pretty cheeks showed reluctance.

  This small courtyard is not only a short-term residence, but also stores their emotions, fetters, and the difficulty in leaving their homeland in their hearts.

   Now we are leaving.

  They knew that it would be difficult to come back after this trip.

   “Let’s take a closer look.”

  Shen Ping forced a smile on his face.

   It is said that monks are ruthless.

  But I really want to leave this place, and my heart is getting heavier.

  Although the distance from Yunshanfang to Qingyang City is quite far, it is still in Wei State, where he has lived in this land of cold and heat for more than 30 years, carrying joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

   But this time it is to stay away from this homeland.

  The white belly of the sky gradually became clear.

   The light of the morning sun shone in the small courtyard little by little.

   Has not changed in years.

   But Shen Ping wanted it to slow down.

  As the spiritual mist in midair gradually thinned.

  Shen Ping’s voice sounded: “Yu Yan, Yun’er, Ying’er, Qing’er, let’s go!”

  The wives and concubines quickly walked out of the bedrooms and wing rooms.

  Then walked out of the gate of the small courtyard.

   Look back again.

  The golden light has already illuminated the entire courtyard.

   At this time.

   Qiu Zhenren walked out of the small courtyard next door.

   She is rarely wearing a tunic, and her black hair is casually coiled up. She looks less graceful and solemn, and more charming and enchanting.

   “Is everything packed?”

“right.”

   “Let’s go then.”

   Shen Ping stepped forward.

  The wives and concubines followed.

  The small courtyard in Tongquan Lane behind him became more and more blurred.

  …

   Arrived at Huiquan Lane Street.

  The sky is bright.

  The withered and yellow leaves of spruce on both sides fell.

   Chongji and his disciples stood at the entrance and waited quietly.

  Beside them are Mu Jin and Yin Honglian.

   “Shen Keqing!”

   See Shen Ping.

   Chongji greeted him warmly with a smile.

   Shen Ping glanced at it.

   There is another girl behind Chongji’s disciple.

   “The daughter of Daoyou Fu and his wife.”

   “Shen Keqing once mentioned that I would be accepted as a disciple once, and this time I rented a house in Huiquan Lane. One of the things was this matter, but the couple didn’t come, but they just asked me to take my daughter away.”

  Shen Ping nodded, looking at this quiet girl, he sighed: “Senior Chong, the flying boat can still accommodate two people.”

  The girl’s pretty face burst into a smile, and the bell on her wrist rang, “Thank you, Senior Shen.”

   Waited for a moment.

  Fellow Daoist Fu and Fellow Daoist Le walked over quickly, stood in front of Shen Ping and cupped their hands and said, “Thank you, Fellow Daoist Shen!”

  Shen Ping waved his hands and said: “You two fellow Taoists don’t need to be too polite, we are neighbors after all, and I have also received hospitality from you two.”

   Then a group of people walked along the main street of Qingyang City to the city gate, and then the Duanguang package suddenly arrived at Baiyu Square where the flying boat was docked.

   At the moment.

  Elder Peng and other guests are waiting.

   “Shen Keqing.”

   “The real Qiu.”

   “Friends of Taoism.”

   exchanged pleasantries with each other.

  These guests ordered their family members and Taoist companions to board the flying boat one after another.

Treasurer Qu was the last one. He sent his Taoist companion to the flying boat, and then took out a special coat of arms, saying, “Daoist Shen, this is my keepsake. If you want to know the surroundings of the fairy city in Lanhai, you can go to the nearby Qu family .”

  Shen Ping looked at the inscription on the coat of arms, and suddenly realized in his heart that Shopkeeper Qu came from the Qu Family of Lanhai Fairy City. After accepting it, he asked, “Fellow Daoist Qu, where is Shopkeeper Ding?”

Shopkeeper Qu smiled and said, “Don’t worry, Lao Ding is fine at Yunshanfang for the time being, if the situation in Wei Guo is really bad, even if the main station evacuates, it will take away the members of other places stationed one by one. ”

  Shen Ping felt relieved, cupped his hands and said, “If that’s the case, let’s say goodbye!”

  …

  Boom!

   The patterns carved on the edge of the airship flickered.

  The huge ship was suspended immediately, and rays of light began to flicker around the railings, and then the rays of light quickly spread from the bottom, covering the entire flying boat.

   um.

  The huge flying boat trembled violently, and galloped towards the sky in an instant.

  Shen Ping stood on the railing and watched Qingyang City in front of him getting smaller and smaller, and then the outline of Qingyang Lake, which occupies a rather vast area, was fully revealed, but soon it gradually became smaller like Qingyang City, until it became a point.

   “Goodbye, Qingyang City.”

   he whispered.

  The wives and concubines stood by and watched the scene below the flying boat in silence.

  The flying boat is extremely fast.

   It took only two cups of tea to reach the northern border of Wei State.

   This is a vast valley.

  At this moment, in this valley, there are a large number of monks fighting hard in the two ways of righteousness and evil from the twelve kingdoms.

  Building a foundation, Jindan’s own strength becomes negligible on this kind of battlefield where monks are everywhere.

  Shen Ping looked at the valley that was about to be stained red with blood, and he could not help but see the scenes of life in Wei State, and the monks he met.

He doesn’t know what their future will be like in this situation where righteousness and evil are sweeping across, but he knows that this land of practice that has nourished countless monks will eventually return to calm, maybe a few years, maybe ten years, or even longer, but It’s always calm.

   “Goodbye, Wei Guo!”

  …

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  (end of this chapter)