Cultivating Immortality in the Winter Wasteland

This female nun has an oval face with a cold expression. There is a mole at the corner of her mouth. It is very light, but it adds a bit of charm to her. Her figure is convex and curvy.

It was the wife of the middle-aged monk Xu Yuan who came to see Chen Wang earlier.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, what's the matter?"

Chen Wang smiled.

Although Chen Wang and Xu Yuan have always been brothers, they rarely interact with Xu Yuan's wife.

Therefore, he is regarded as a Taoist friend.

Different from the winter world in the wasteland,

Chen Wang had no sharpness in his eyebrows at this time, and his smile was extremely gentle. He had a very handsome face and looked harmless.

This female cultivator, Feng Lin, had just lost her husband two days ago, so she should have been feeling a little sad.

At this time, he seemed very calm, as if the loss of his husband had never happened.

Feng Lin said softly: "You and Xu Yuan are brothers and sisters, but you shouldn't call me sister-in-law when you meet me. Why are you calling me a fellow Taoist, so different?"

Chen Wang is not just a person who is brave and fierce. On the contrary, his acting skills are also very good.

At this time, his eyes were clear and he said: "Sister-in-law."

Feng Lin said softly: "That's right. You can call me sister-in-law or my name from now on."

What does this woman want to do... Chen Wang said: "Sister-in-law, do you want to see me for something?"

Feng Lin glanced around and whispered: "Chen Wang... do you want a wife or not?"

Chen Wang was stunned and asked, "What does this mean?"

Feng Lin was slightly panicked just now, but now she seemed to have calmed down, as if she had made some kind of determination: "Can I be your wife?"

At this time, her cold expression disappeared, replaced by a faint charm.

Wife, widow, sister-in-law,

These words appeared in Chen Wang's mind, and were immediately suppressed by Chen Wang.

He looked up at Feng Lin's charming eyes and said, "Is it possible that sister-in-law is making fun of me?"

"Brother Xu just died, how can I do such a thing at this time?"

Feng Lin sighed and stared at his face for a moment: "That bastard Xu Yuan made a lot of bad friends during his lifetime, but he only said that you are reliable. Now it seems that this statement is true."

Chen Wang said: "Sister-in-law, if you have something to say, it doesn't matter. If you can help me, I will. Don't mind if you can't help me. The world is inherently difficult, and we should support each other."

Feng Lin's eyes lit up and she said softly: "What you said is true, so I will say it."

"I want to explore the monk's tomb outside the city, and I want to invite you to be my helper. What do you think?"

You also want to die... Chen Wang thought for a moment after hearing this, shook his head and said: "I am not interested in these places, and I am even a little scared. I advise you, sister-in-law, not to go either."

Feng Lin said, "Don't you know? Recently, many people have said that buried in the tomb is a master in the foundation-building stage. If his cultivation techniques or elixirs such as foundation-building pills can be found, the future will be brighter." Unlimited.”

When Chen Wang heard this, he shook his head:

"I am afraid."

Feng Lin: "………………"

A pair of autumn-like eyes stared at Chen Wang for a moment, and finally sighed quietly: "That's all, everyone has their own ambitions. If you don't want to go, forget it."

Chen Wang said: "Thank you, sister-in-law, for your understanding."

Before, it was Fellow Daoist Feng, but now she has a sister-in-law, and Chen Wang calls her very kindly.

Feng Lin swayed her graceful figure and was about to leave, but suddenly she turned around again and winked: "I suddenly like you, and what I just said still stands. If you want to find a wife, sister can do it. "

Chen Wang smiled, his smile was clear, and he didn’t say anything superfluous.

Feng Lin turned around and left, the corners of her mouth raised.

It wasn't until Feng Lin disappeared from his sight that Chen Wang looked away.

There was a thoughtful look in his eyes,

Feng Lin's behavior was a bit abnormal. This was definitely not how a woman whose husband had just died should behave.

But when he saw Xu Yuan's death in the crowd, Feng Lin's sadness did not seem to be fake.

Chen Wang thought for a moment and felt a little unsure about this sister-in-law.

He carried the painted talisman and walked towards the market, preparing to trade as usual.

The market under the jurisdiction of Hongyun Sect is quite lively.

This time Chen Wang still found many new faces among them, more than in the previous few days.

There was a mixture of good and bad people in the market, and he also heard a lot of news.

For example, Hongyun Sect recruited a female disciple with high-grade water spiritual roots this year.

The spiritual roots are divided into the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. At the same time, there are partial ice spiritual roots, thunder spiritual roots, and wind spiritual roots.

According to the level of spiritual roots, they are divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.

The better the spiritual roots, the faster they can absorb spiritual energy, and their understanding in all aspects is far superior to ordinary spiritual roots.

"High-quality water spirit root?"

When Chen Wang heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little envious.

He has a low-grade Fire Spirit Root, and he practices the popular Hongyun Qi Refining Technique. Otherwise, he would not be so slow. He is still at the third level of Qi Refining.

Looking at the new stranger practitioners around him, Chen Wang couldn't help but feel a little wary.

"It's not like anything's going to happen."

Chen Wang thought,

Suddenly there were so many unfamiliar faces, which unconsciously made Chen Wang think a little too much.

He had been wandering around the market for a long time before, and then he learned that there was a news circulating in the market,

A large tomb of a foundation-building monk appeared in the mountain.

The foundation-building monk is also a well-known master named Qinghe Zhenren. He is a wood-attribute foundation-building master and has a high-grade magic weapon in his hand.

"Is it because the news about the foundation-building monk's tomb spread in advance that so many strange monks came here?"

Chen Wang thought to himself.

Chen Wang had no intention of exploring the tomb of Qinghe Zhenren.

Even if the tomb of Qinghe Zhenren was not a trap but a real opportunity to possess a magic weapon, he would not go there.

Now there are so many people interested in the city under the jurisdiction of Hongyun Sect, and there are also some monks from other places whose origins are unknown.

There must be some bloodshed.

"Draw the talisman well, and the correct way is to develop it in an obscene way."

Chen Wang thought in his mind.

…

After Chen Wang sold the elementary and low-grade talisman in his hand and purchased spiritual rice, elementary talisman paper, spiritual ink and other necessary items,

He looked at the remaining spiritual stone in his hand and was very pleased.

"I didn't expect that upgrading to the second-level unit would have such an increase in painting talismans."

"If you can continue to maintain the success rate of this kind of talisman painting, and work hard for a month, you can almost save ten spiritual stones. It is not a dream to reach the pinnacle of life!"

The corners of Chen Wang's mouth curled up, and he couldn't suppress it no matter how hard he tried.

Originally, he would leave soon after selling the talismans.

But today, with a huge sum of money from a spiritual stone in his arms, Chen Wang was in a happy mood and started shopping around Hongyun Zongfang City.

The market is where monks trade elixirs, medicine refining materials, talismans, exercises, spells, and even magic weapons.

There are all kinds of talismans, including the Five Thunder Talisman, the Fire Snake Talisman, the Giant Power Talisman, the Divine Movement Talisman, and so on.