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The virtual frame vibrated.

The quality of the metal and wood spiritual root suddenly changed, as if some mysterious power was forcefully infusing it. After the quality of the spiritual roots changed, the total amount of spiritual energy contained in the dual-element spiritual root seemed to have changed from a stream to a wide river.

Buzz~

Almost instantly, the spiritual energy in his dantian automatically circulated the cultivation technique. It transferred from his meridians to his spiritual root and finally formed a cycle. The circulation speed could be said to have soared.

Shen Ping quickly immersed himself in this cultivation state.

One day.

Two days.

…

Five days passed.

He actually completely absorbed and digested the remaining spirit liquid in his body. His absorption efficiency and speed were five to six times higher than before. He opened his eyes. Shen Ping could not help but look excited. The cultivation speed of a top-grade spiritual root exceeded his expectations. "Continue!"

Sensing that the spiritual energy in his dantian and meridians was about to be filled, he swallowed the medicinal pill and spirit liquid without hesitation. He closed his eyes again and continued to meditate. This time, he wanted to break through to the eighth level of Qi Refinement.

Just as Shen Ping was cultivating wholeheartedly, the third level of the Cloud Mountain Swamp\'s cave abode ruins finally opened after burying thousands of cultivators.

Swish, swish.

The moment the entrance opened, rays of light actually flew out of the entrance.

"It\'s a spiritual treasure!"

"Wait… That\'s the Blood Sea Scripture, the cultivation technique that Ancestor Blood Crocodile used when he was alive. Haha, I didn\'t expect this cultivation technique to really be in the cave abode!"

"All of you, get lost!"

"The dharma treasures and scriptures are all mine!"

The eyes of the elders of the Luosha Demonic Valley, the Acacia Faction, the Danxia Sect, and many other sects turned red as they looked at the flying Dharma treasures, psychic Dharma treasures, and scrolls of cultivation techniques, medicinal pills, and rare treasures.

Old Ancestor Blood Crocodile was a powerful cultivator who once dominated the five continents and four seas. He had collected many treasures, and now, they were all going to benefit the sects.

…

Early June.

Waves of dense spiritual energy spread out in the quiet room.

Shen Ping, who had been in seclusion for more than twenty days, suddenly opened his eyes and sensed the spiritual energy in his dantian, meridians, and the improvement of his flesh, blood, and bones. He could not help but sigh. "The absorption efficiency of a top-grade spiritual root is really powerful. I actually broke through to the eighth level of Qi Refinement so quickly."

Although it had the help of medicinal pills and spirit liquid, it had only been more than a year since his last breakthrough.

This was the late-stage of Qi Refinement!

He stood up. He couldn\'t help but feel excited. Once he passed the eighth level of Qi Refinement, he would not be far from Foundation Establishment.

As he walked, Shen Ping became even more excited. He had once wasted 20 years of winter and summer and had no choice but to lower his head to fate. He no longer had any extravagant hopes of building a foundation. However, only seven years had passed.

He had the possibility of climbing towards the Foundation Establishment Realm. The difference between before and after suddenly gave him an illusion that it was unreal.

"No, I have to do something." He walked out of the quiet room. Seeing his wife and concubine waiting outside, Shen Ping immediately knew what he had to do. "Yun\'er. Ying\'er. Qing\'er." He flicked his sleeve and said gently, "Wash up and wait for me in the main room. We must celebrate today\'s breakthrough.

Remember to apply fragrance powder."

Wang Yun\'s adorable face now had a hint of maturity. She bowed excitedly and said, "Yes, Husband."

"Husband, hurry up." Bai Yuying winked mischievously and followed Wang Yun to the kitchen to wash up.

Luo Qing sighed. She had guessed that this would be the case. She replied weakly, "Yes, Husband. I\'ll go over later."

A moment later, erotic scenes filled the main room.

In the evening, Shen Ping finally felt at ease. After resting for a while, he went to the talisman making room to calm down and make talismans.

Two days later, Shopkeeper Ding sent a message. "Come to the True Treasure Pavilion quickly."

Shen Ping asked what was the matter, but Shopkeeper Ding did not reply. He hurriedly packed up and rushed to the market\'s True Treasure Pavilion. It was rare for not a single cultivator to enter or leave the door. He stepped into the threshold.

Mu Jin and the other receptionists stood respectfully on both sides. Shopkeeper Ding and the guest elders were also waiting quietly in the backyard. Seeing this scene, Shen Ping vaguely guessed something. He quickly walked to the backyard and stood beside Guest Elder Cui, Guest Elder Ruan, and Guest Elder Luo.

About an hour later, a gentle voice came from the room. "Guest elders, come in."

Instantly, third-class, second-class, and first-class guest elders walked into the main hall. What surprised Shen Ping was that the main hall was much wider this time. It was enough to accommodate hundreds of cultivators standing.

At this moment, the Golden Core elders, Foundation Establishment guest elders, and the others all faced forward respectfully. There was a middle-aged purple-robed man sitting there with a smile.

"Nascent Soul elder." He had an answer in his heart. There was no trace of magic power on the purple-robed man\'s body. If not for the endless attraction in his eyes, the other cultivators would probably think that he was just an ordinary person.

"There\'s a change in the Cloud Mountain Swamp. The headquarters of the company specially sent me over to guard it. Everything in the building will continue as usual. If you have any arrangements, inform me again. Leave!"

As his voice fell, Shen Ping and the other guest elders turned around and left. When they returned to the small courtyard, they suddenly realized that there were only those words left in their minds, but they could not remember the appearance and aura of that Nascent Soul elder.

"So this is a Nascent Soul cultivator!" He took a deep breath and hurriedly suppressed the yearning in his heart. The Nascent Soul was really too far away from him now. A moment later, he came to the contribution room on the second floor.

He hesitantly exchanged for a Beauty Pill. In a few days, it will be the middle of June. When he obtained the wooden token in the small courtyard, he would have to move. In the future, he would not see that demoness again.

…

In the afternoon, he returned to Yunhe Alley.

Shen Ping stood at the entrance of Room 4 and shouted a few times. There was no response from inside. He did not mind and continued walking forward. As expected, the array formation did not block him.

He pushed open the door. It was empty inside. There was a special piece of paper in the main room. He looked at the words on the paper. He seemed to see the innocent Chen Ying writing.

"Hmph, despicable and shameless old Talisman Master, how can you hide your thoughts from me? Don\'t worry, I won\'t pester you to continue trading with you. However, the premise is that you\'d better obediently place the Beauty Pill in the house. Otherwise, I, Chen Ying, will definitely make you into a Demon Puppet. Also, I\'m not worth a few Beauty Pills now. Hmph… just wait and see!"

Shen Ping smiled faintly. Then, he took out the box containing the Beauty Pill and placed it on the paper. He turned around and walked to the door. He stopped in his tracks. The image of Chen Ying, who liked to sit by the wooden window barefoot and daydream, appeared in front of him. He thought to himself, "Goodbye, demoness!"

…

As it approached the middle of the year, Shen Ping became irritable. He knew that his temperament was still not stable enough. Thinking of how he was about to move out of here and Alchemist Feng, who was also about to move out of Yunhe Alley, he simply stopped meditating and cultivating. Instead, he went to the small courtyard every day to take his wife and concubine for a walk.

Alchemist Feng had been the same for the past few days. He sat at the door of the house every day and basked in the sunlight with a gentle smile on his face. He had completely thought things through, and both his body and mind became more and more natural.

However, sometimes, he would still comment on the situation in Cloud Mountain Parlour.

"Fellow Daoist Mu hasn\'t returned yet. How can the things in the ruins be so easy to obtain?" Alchemist Feng shook his head repeatedly. "I heard that some time ago, the third level of the cave abode opened, and as a result, all the elders of the various large sects were trapped inside. Now, they\'re asking for help outside. Tsk tsk, in the end, it\'s still greed."

Shen Ping smiled and said, "Alchemist Feng, where are you moving to this time?"

"Quliu Alley!"

Hearing this answer, Shen Ping was stunned and could not help but say, "Alchemist Feng, Quliu Alley is not in the market. It is very close to the main road outside the market, but it\'s hard to guarantee your safety if this market becomes chaotic."

Alchemist Feng slowly shook his dharma fan. "I understand. In fact, I was prepared to grit my teeth and find a spacious house to live in the other alleys of the market. However, when I was making a decision, I heard something. Rogue cultivators fought in Ningshui Alley and destroyed two houses.

In the end, the Golden Sun Sect\'s law enforcement patrol went straight up and destroyed the rogue cultivators fighting with lightning. The speed and efficiency are admirable!"

As he spoke, his tone could not help but carry a hint of mockery. "The market is in chaos, but the law enforcement patrol team turned a blind eye. They\'re more anxious than anyone else when their houses are damaged."

Shen Ping smiled. The Golden Sun Sect valued houses far more than others. However, as he smiled, he suddenly frowned. He looked at Alchemist Feng and asked, "Why does the Golden Sun Sect value the wooden house so much?"