Cultivation is too difficult, and people will die if they do the tasks.

Chapter 52 Provocation
When Bai Wan'er heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out that senior sister had a plan in advance, which made me anxious in vain."

"I just want to try my luck. Maybe by chance like Wan'er, I will be rewarded." Ding Qitong joked, "Wan'er, you must seize the time to learn the dance music in these two days. Don't be lazy."

Bai Wan'er suddenly lost all interest when a basin of cold water was poured on her.

Before dawn, Ding Qitong took Bai Wan'er and the Zhuang sisters to find a secluded place in the suburbs and set up a barrier.

It is both soundproof and picture-proof. When ordinary people pass by, they will see the same picture as before.

Bai Wan'er sighed again.The world of cultivating immortals is really magical!There are endless variations!

Ding Qitong opened the Qiankun bag, and a Chinese classical instrument orchestra of harps, zithers, flutes, and Xiaos appeared in front of her.

Looking at the pile of musical instruments in front of her, Bai Wan'er was extremely confused.

so much?
Four people and eight hands can't handle it, and they still have to dance.It's not an octopus, so what?
Ding Qitong waved her hand, drums and music blared together, the sound of silk and bamboo, the melodious sound of flute, the pipa was noisy and jumbled, and big and small beads fell onto the jade plate.

All instruments are played by themselves.It is simply more advanced than any electronic soundtrack in previous generations.

Ding Qitong twisted her waist and flew into the air, flicking her long sleeves like water ripples.

Cailing and Caiwei danced gracefully on their sleeves.It's like three white lotuses blooming in the sky, swaying.

Bai Wan'er flew up as soon as she landed, and soon merged into their dance music.

Bai Wan'er still has body memory.

In the melodious music, people sometimes fly up and down, sometimes dance with long sleeves, dancing to the moon in the willow tower, singing to the wind under the peach blossom fan.

The song ended and the four of them landed.

Except for a few pointers from Ding Qitong, Bai Wan'er basically passed the test.Thanks to my improved cultivation, I can dance so well.

"As expected of the Qing'e sect, he is good at singing and dancing. Unfortunately, the world of immortality focuses on cultivation. This kind of singing and dancing is invincible in the Qin Tower and Chu Hall."

A group of female cultivators, about ten of them, appeared outside the barrier.The leading woman said these words coldly.

Come to the gym?
Ding Qitong put away the instrument and released the barrier.He gave a slight salute to the leading woman: "Long time no see, how are you doing, Fellow Daoist Lu?"

His words are plain and calm, his face is as calm as water, neither humble nor arrogant.

Bai Wan'er and the Ding sisters also followed suit and bowed.

The corners of Lu Shuiyao's mouth twitched slightly: "Of course it's good. We disciples of Qingxia sect have to practice hard, practice mental methods, and seek immortality. How can we have time to think about opportunistic, delicate and flattering methods."

Cai Wei and Cai Ling had already changed their expressions when they were really swearing without any curse words.

This is a mockery of Qing'emen, who does not follow the right path in practice.

Ding Qitong's face darkened: "I'll take my leave as soon as I have something else to do." After saying that, she turned around and motioned for everyone to follow.

"Wait a moment."

Lu Qingyao stopped Ding Qitong: "Ding Daoyou and his junior sister are here, are they going to Xiaoyao Pavilion to ask for the golden hibiscus?"

Ding Qitong nodded: "Fellow Daoist Lu, this trip is also for the Golden Lotus, right?"

"Yes, our Qingxia Sect will exchange rare treasures for golden hibiscus. I wonder what Qing'e Sect can impress the master of Xiaoyao Pavilion?"

Ding Qitong smiled slightly: "Don't worry about Fellow Daoist Lu, Qing'e Sect has its own preparations."

"I'm just curious as to what good things the little Qing'e Sect will have that can make Master Xiaoyao Pavilion give up a golden hibiscus."

Lu Shuiyao suddenly smiled, and there was unspeakable irony in the smile.

"I heard that Young Master Zhang Yueming of Lingyun also went to Xiaoyao Pavilion with his four subordinates, Chun Hua, Qiu and Yue. The singing and dancing of Chun Hua Qiu Yue is not inferior to that of the Qing'e sect."

Lu Shuiyao stared at Ding Qitong: "Will this news make fellow Daoist Ding feel more comfortable?"

Ding Qitong's expression remained unchanged, but there was surprise in her eyes.

"Qitong has heard of Chunhua Qiuyue under Young Master Zhang. If she can meet her in Xiaoyao Pavilion this time, she can appreciate it." "That would be the best. Maybe Qing'emen can still be with Chunhua Qiuyue, Let’s have a good discussion. It’s a blessing for me.”

Lu Shuiyao wished that every word she said could stab Ding Qitong hard.

"See you again at Xiaoyao Pavilion and say goodbye." Ding Qitong nodded and left with her junior sisters.

Lu Shuiyao did not stop him anymore and stood there, the smile on his face unchanged, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"You still look charming, this time Xiaoyao Pavilion, let's see if you have any other tricks to confuse people!"

Lu Shuiyao also left with his junior sisters.

Both groups of people left.

A woman in yellow walked out not far away. She looked around and then quietly left, heading towards a river in the distance.

When we arrived at the river, there was a large ornate boat parked on the river.

The woman got on the boat and saluted the people inside: "Master, in front of you are Ding Qitong, the eldest disciple of the Qing'e sect, and Lu Shuiyao, the eldest disciple of the Qingxia sect, talking."

"What happened?"

A question came from the boat, as clear as an ice spring in winter.

"Qing'emen was arranging dance music. Lu Shuiyao from Qingxiamen saw it and went up to say a few words."

"Qing'emen's dance music... what do you think of Huarong?"

The woman in yellow raised her lips slightly, lowered her head and said, "That's all."

"Heh...you have a bright vision. The Qing'e sect's singing, dancing and body skills are considered to be among the best in the world of cultivation."

"I have seen and heard of the servants who have been by the young master's side every day, and they are no worse than Qing'emen." The woman in yellow replied respectfully.

"It seems like it's okay if you don't want to watch the singing and dancing at Qing'emen. Let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boat automatically left the shore without wind or oars, and headed for the distance.

Ding Qitong and her party returned to the inn. As soon as they entered the gate, Xie Yizhi greeted them.

"Where have you been, Daoyou Ding, so early in the morning? Are you going to inquire about the market situation of Jubaozhai this time?"

Ding Qitong said: "No, I found a place with my junior sisters to practice some body skills. Did Fellow Daoist Xie go and inquire about it?"

Xie Yizhi nodded: "I heard that there is something unusual about this Jubaozhai Magical Instrument Conference."

Ding Qitong lowered her head and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Can you please tell me something, fellow Taoist?"

Xie Yizhi got what he asked for, and said with a happy face: "Please come to the room to talk with fellow Taoist Ding."

Ding Qitong glanced at Bai Wan'er: "Wan'er is coming with us. Let's go and have breakfast first, Cai Ling Cai Wei!"

The smile on Xie Yizhi's face froze, and he turned around to lead the way.

Seeing Xie Yizhi's expression at the last moment, Bai Wan'er almost laughed out loud.

It's rare for two people to get along, so a third person comes in abruptly.This third party is still a taboo object for the other party.

Xie Yizhi is really suffering and cannot express it!
When they arrived in the room, the three of them sat down.

Xie Yizhi told the news he had learned.

This time at the Jubaozhai Magical Weapon Conference, there were not only magical weapons, but also exotic treasures and exotic animals.

"I heard that someone has spread the word that the Black Golden Cicada in the Red Flame Forest is for sale."

Isn't Wujin Chan one of the medicinal ingredients for making the Nine-turn Yin-Yang Resurrection Pill?
(End of this chapter)