Royal Master Painter

Chapter 165 White Fish
Seeing that "Flying Pheasant" is about to end, Jiang Li is also afraid that many people will come to him after the end, especially Zhou Mengde, why doesn't he write eight of the ten inscriptions praising the sword himself.

For fear of trouble, she followed Shui Wuxin and quietly left the flower boat.

Shui Wuxin saw that Jiang Greed had been following him, so he said

"Not everyone has the opportunity to hear the musicians from the Yuefu, why don't you enjoy the music and follow me?"

"To be honest, this song is just average"

Jiang Greed has heard a lot of music, Zhi Chaofei can only be considered good, but Shui Wuxin raised his thumbs up after listening to it.

"This "Pheasant Flying" was made by the great music master Xingzhuang a thousand years ago in the Yuefu. Your evaluation is average? If the people in the Yuefu hear it, they must fight you."

Jiang Li scratched his head. He really felt that it was average. Apart from the refreshing way of enlightenment of the musicians, from an emotional point of view, this "Pheasant towards the Fly" was much worse than "The Romance of the West Chamber". In terms of power, it is not comparable to "The Legend of the White Snake" and "The Injustice of Dou E". In terms of tune, it is not as good as "Ambush from Ten Daggers" and "High Mountain and Flowing Water".

"If Yuefu is just such a song, then I think it is indeed a lot worse than our Wenfu." Jiang Li still insisted on his point of view.

"What you heard just now is just banquets for people to enjoy. If it is breaking the formation music, Zhu Shenqu, Wenwuyin, it will kill people. You don't think that Yuefu can become one of the eight palaces. Can you have such a position?"

Jiang Li cupped his hands to show that he was being educated. Among the Eight Houses, the status of the Yue House was higher than that of the Wen House. Naturally, it had its own special means.

"If you don't mind, I'll go fishing with you"

"Okay, if you can keep up"

Shui Wuxin jumped off the flower boat, floating across the water like a ghost, and few people can match this spirit-controlling skill alone.

In the past, Jiang Greed really couldn't keep up, but after returning from the land of Yique, there has been a world of difference in both his spiritual power and his control over his body.

After practicing to open a hundred acupoints, under the guidance of Lao Hei, the spiritual power of the Ming acupoint merged with the body, and the spiritual power of Yongquan Taichong Ming acupoint wrapped around his feet. Jiang Li leaped at a speed not inferior to Shui Wuxin, and finally It landed steadily next to Shui Wuxin.

Shui Wuxin was a little surprised. Jiang Greed was only at the Xuanling Realm, but he had already mastered the spirit control skills that can only be mastered at the Huiyang Realm.
"Since I'm here, I can't break my promise"

The vision was poor under the night, but after Shui Wuxin groped around a few times, he pulled out a fishing rod from the grass and handed it to Jiang Tan.

Jiang Greed suddenly remembered that Bai Que that Lao Hei said seemed to live in Yujing Lake. Just as he was about to speak, Shui Wuxin made a silent gesture, and then said in a low voice.

"When fishing, the sound is too loud, it will scare the fish away"

"You often fish here?" Jiang Lu also asked in a low voice.

"kindness"

"Then have you ever seen a white fish in Yujing Lake?"

When mentioning this white fish, Shui Wuxin looked at Jiang Li's eyes changing three times in a row, and Jiang Li felt that he had said something wrong.

"Did I ask something I shouldn't ask?"

"It's not that you shouldn't ask, but very few people know about it."

"Maybe I happen to be one of them," Jiang Greed said with a smile.

"Then this just happens to be too just right," Shui Wuxin pointed out.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Greed was a little confused by what Shui Wuxin said.

"There is indeed a white fish in Yujing Lake, but those who know this secret, including me, there are no more than five people in the Wenfu, including Yang Xiangru, Meng Kuyin, and all the teachers and students in the upper house, they don't know!"

Seeing that Jiang Greed was a little nervous, Shui Wuxin said.

"Don't worry, I'm not a talkative person, and I never care about other people's business. Besides, since you know it, it proves that you should know it."

Lao Hei, a thousand-year-old lewd dragon, has been alone for most of his life, and the happiness of his lower body and the rest of his life is in his hands, and he has to help him both public and private.

Shui Wuxin was fishing by himself, but Jiang Greed was distracted. He couldn't find Bai Que, but if Bai Que sensed the aura of Old Hei, he would at least show up.

With this in mind, Jiang Greed quietly took out the dragon scale.

Shui Wuxin seemed to have noticed something, and glanced left and right. Just when he was about to check, the swim bladder was floating up and down, and Shui Wuxin's attention was on the fish again.

After the dragon scales were taken out, Yujing Lake did not change much.

"Isn't it useful?"

What Jiang Greed didn't know was that a kind of obscure fluctuation was introduced into the water.

The surface of Yujing Lake is hundreds of miles away. Suddenly, a ray of white light shines from the depths of the lake. The white light emerges and becomes more and more dazzling. It spreads from one point to the entire lake surface, and even the sky is as bright as day.

Shui Wuxin was a little surprised. Lu Daoxuan, who was listening to the music on the painting boat, was the first to realize that he disappeared from his seat in an instant.

Lu Daoxuan stood in the air, and at this moment, the vision on Yujing Lake was as bright as daylight, and a woman with a graceful figure stepped out of the lake.

There was also some movement on the Wengong willow. After a loud cry, the red sun seemed to rise from the tree and illuminate Wenfu.

In order to prevent these movements from disturbing the people on the flower boat, Lu Daoxuan laid down a shield of spiritual power with one hand, covering the entire Yujing Lake and all the visions.

A woman shrouded in white light stepped on the waves and arrived in an instant, and a red crow spread its wings and hovered over Yujing Lake.

"The aura on your body is so familiar... who are you!"

The woman didn't open her mouth to speak, but her voice had already reached Jiang Li's head.

"Junior Jiang Lian, you are Senior Bai Que, right?" Jiang Lian asked.

"Bai Que? Is my name Bai Que?"

The woman moved with one hand, and the dragon scale in Jiang Li's hand fell into her hand. At the same time, there was a bit of confusion in her eyes, which felt familiar and strange.

"This is a letter from Hei Xique to seniors"

Jiang Greed hurriedly took out a letter, which was a passionate love poem written by him.

But before Bai Que opened it, the love poem was turned into ashes in her hands.

"Tell that big black fish, if he dares to bother you, I will kill him!" A fiery red crow spoke out.

When Bai Que was about to say something, he fell backwards and fell into Yujing Lake. Fortunately, Lu Daoxuan released a cloud of spiritual light to wrap Bai Que, and was slowly submerged in Yujing Lake. Returned to Wengong Liushang.

"Master Lu, didn't I make a mistake?" Jiang Li didn't expect such a big commotion.

"What is this? It's just a small scene. But can you be quiet and keep disturbing me to listen to the music?"

Lu Daoxuan glared at Jiang Greed and then returned to the flower boat. Fortunately, he shot in time just now. If he alarmed other people, he would not be able to hide it.

But before leaving, Lu Daoxuan was still muttering, "Woke up, actually woke up!"

"So you are the disciple Lu Jiaoyu accepted."

"Shocked your fish, I'm sorry, I'll buy you a drink in the future!"

(End of this chapter)