Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married

Chen An and the young female cultivator looked at each other through the window, sizing each other up unabashedly.

She is in her early twenties, fair-skinned and beautiful, tall and tall, with snow-white hair and red pupils. She looks like a heroine with white hair and red pupils that is common in two-dimensional anime in her previous life.

Overall, she is a rare beauty.

"Tell me about your father."

Chen An didn't intend to visit the doctor, and stood still in the room and said.

The nun wiped the tears from her face and said:

"My father was poisoned by fire when he was young, his body temperature was always high, and he often felt dizzy, but it was particularly severe just now, and he passed out directly from the heat. Now he is lying unconscious on the bed, and the vitality in his body is getting weaker and weaker. Chen Pill Master, I beg you to save my father."

After hearing this, Chen An lowered his head and began to think, and said after a while: "Wait a moment, I'll go get you some pills, maybe it can relieve your father's condition."

A moment later he returned with a phial covered with frost in his hand.

It contains a rare elixir called Jieshudan, which can quickly lower body temperature after taking it.

The reason why it is rare is because this kind of elixir was researched and tinkered by himself before, and it is only used as an air conditioner in summer.

Other than that, there is nothing else to do.

There is no way, the summer in the world of cultivating immortals is too hot, the aborigines have been used to the heat since they were young, but as an outsider, he can't adapt at all.

"Take this bottle of elixir back and give it to your father for a try. You can only take one at most at a time, and the effect of one medicine will last for a whole day."

"Thank you, thank you Alchemist Chen!"

"Don't thank me in advance, there will be a fee. There are 100 pills in this bottle, and I sincerely wish you a low-grade spirit stone."

Chen An didn't see that the other party was good-looking, so he gave away the elixir he had worked so hard to refine.

In this world of cultivating immortals, where no one is for himself, and heaven and earth are destroyed, he only recognizes money, not people, and beautiful women are useless.

"Pill Master Chen, I have no money..."

The nun's voice became much lower as she spoke.

The rent has been so high in recent months that it has already wiped out all the savings of her family over the years.

Now her family can barely make ends meet, and sometimes they can't make ends meet for a few days, and they can't afford a low-grade spirit stone to buy medicine pills.

"Then you take this elixir back and give it to your father. We'll talk about the money later."

"Thank you, thank you Alchemist Chen!"

The female cultivator knelt down to thank Chen An in gratitude, and immediately took the medicine bottle, turned around and ran home after thanking her, and hurried back to take it for her fainted father.

Looking at the slender figure of the female cultivator going away, Chen An was not worried that she would not repay the debt.

One, the other party's house is right across the door, and I can come to collect debts at any time.

Second, Jie Shu Dan is worthless, and the cost is only a few taels of silver. If you lose it, you will lose it, and the loss will not be much.

The reason why he dared to set a price for a low-grade spirit stone was entirely because he made it himself, and it was not sold on the market at all.

Since it is an exclusive pill, you can set whatever price you want.

There is no business without profiteering, which is probably the case.

Back in the room, Xiaojiao's wife was already awake, woken up by the female nun's knocking on the door and shouting just now.

"Husband, what happened outside just now, I seem to hear a woman crying."

"It's nothing, it's just that the female cultivator who lives in the opposite door often comes out to urinate, crying and saying that her father's old illness has relapsed and fainted, and asked me to help her."

"Is it serious?"

"I don't know, I didn't visit the doctor, I just asked about her condition and gave her a bottle of elixir."

After finishing speaking, Chen An hesitated for a while and said: "By the way, Ying'er, I have something to tell you about my husband."

"Husband, what's the matter?"

"The female cultivator has no money to buy the pill, and said that as long as I can save her father, she will promise to be a concubine in my body."

"..."

Hearing this, Song Huaying fell silent.

What should come has finally come.

She is not a fool, knowing that her husband will take a concubine sooner or later, she is already prepared in her heart.

But the preparations belong to the preparations. When this day really comes, she still feels very uncomfortable.

After a moment of silence.

Song Huaying pursed her thin lips, and asked nervously, "Husband, did you agree?"

She was afraid that Chen An would agree.

Because the female cultivator who lives at the opposite door is a fairy, she doesn't know how to get along with her as a mortal in the future.

After all, the youth of a mortal is only ten or twenty years old, but that of a fairy can remain unchanged for decades, or even remain youthful forever.

When one day I become old and pale, and there is a beautiful fairy concubine by my side as a comparison, then will my husband look at me again?

Song Huaying felt uneasy about this.

Seeing this, Chen An comforted her: "My husband didn't agree to her, and even if I agreed, Yinger, you are also my husband's regular wife, and she is a concubine."

"Husband..."

Song Huaying's eyes were full of affection.

Chen An knew that Xiaojiao's wife was insecure, and wanted to please herself in this way, so as to increase her value and consolidate her position.

[You promise to love her forever in the future, love +10, alchemy experience +2. 】

...

The next day, there were three poles in the sun.

There was a sudden noise outside the house.

Song Huaying was curious, and pulled her husband who had just come out of the alchemy room to the window to join in the fun.

Then I saw a couple arguing in the street.

"Husband, this concubine has devoted all of my youthful years to you, how can you be so unfeeling to my concubine!"

"Aren't you annoying, yellow-faced woman? I have raised you for so many years as a mere mortal for nothing. Get the hell out of this house!"

"Husband!"

"I will beat you to death and bury you if you continue to quarrel!"

"..."

Under the male cultivator's intimidation, the famous old woman could only leave with a face ashamed.

Looking at the scene outside the window, Song Huaying had a strong sense of substitution, and her whole face turned pale in an instant.

On the other hand, Chen An, who was at the side, had already seen this strangely, without any fluctuation in his heart.

A male cultivator despises his mortal wife who is old and depraved. This kind of thing often happens in the low-level immortal cultivating world.

The reason is that female cultivators are only willing to become Taoist companions with male cultivators who have higher cultivation levels than themselves, and they don't even look at male cultivators who are of the same cultivation level or inferior to themselves.

Therefore, low-level male cultivators have no choice but to find ordinary women to marry.

But ordinary women have a fatal shortcoming, that is, their youth is only a short ten or twenty years.

Once a person is old and pale, he will often be ruthlessly abandoned by the low-level male cultivators, and then the low-level male cultivators will find another young girl who is so tender that she will be out of water every night.

Ruthless?

Very ruthless.

But in this low-level world of cultivating immortals who advocates the weak and the strong, and lacks a sense of responsibility, this is a perfectly normal thing.

After all, no matter how low-level male cultivators are, they are immortals in the eyes of mortal women, lofty and mighty.

And they will only regard mortal women as one-time items, and throw them away after they are used up.

A monk like Chen An who is willing to love his mortal wife is one of the very few.

"Husband, if I am no longer good-looking in the future, will you still take me in?"

Song Huaying looked at Chen Fan pitifully and asked.

Chen An said without hesitation:

"Will do."

"Really?"

"real."

"Husband, let's go back to sleep."

[Alchemy experience +2]

...

In the blink of an eye, it was night.

The couple had already fallen asleep.

Suddenly, there was a discussion outside the room.

"Oh, why are you so overwhelmed?"

"It's really bad luck. It's not good to die, but it happens to die next door to my house."

"It's gone, it's gone, what's there to see, don't f*ck around my house anymore!"

"..."

Song Huaying was a light sleeper and was woken up.

She sat up from the bed in a daze, and curiously went to the window to look out to see what happened.

As a result, I never thought about it. I almost made myself depressed when I saw it.

The woman who had been driven out of her home during the day died.

Taking advantage of the dead of night, he hanged himself in front of the house of the heartbroken Nanxiu, as if he was taking revenge.

After seeing such a miserable scene, the sense of security that Song Huaying finally obtained from having sex with her husband disappeared instantly.

She fell into deep thought at first, then quickly returned to the bed, woke up Chen An on the bed and said:

"Husband, if the fairy who lives at the opposite door still wants to be your concubine next time, you should agree."

"Um?"

Chen An froze, thinking he was dreaming.

Song Huaying figured it out.

Instead of waiting until I'm old and lustful, my husband is no longer obsessed with me, and chooses to take a concubine to find another new love, and then I can't fit in, so I will be excluded.

Why not take advantage of the fact that I am young and beautiful, and my husband is still obsessed with me, and let my husband take a concubine to make him feel indebted to me, and then I will become sisters with the concubines as a regular wife, so as to build a good relationship and kill two birds with one stone.

In this way, even if the husband is no longer obsessed with him when he gets old in the future, he can still be a part of the family, a good sister to all the wives and concubines of the husband, and even the guide who served him in bed.

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