Xianao

Chapter 73
Yu Zecheng slowly walked out of the gate of Happy Forest. Suddenly, a middle-aged man was carried out by four or five clerks, and then thrown outside all of a sudden.

The middle-aged man was dressed in white, smelled of alcohol, his eyes were blurred. He was about 40 years old. His handsome face showed that he was definitely a handsome man back then. Xie Xie is attractive, carrying a guqin behind his back.

He muttered:

"Wine, serve me the wine, grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, immediately remind me. Drunk lying on the battlefield Lord Mo Xiao, how many people have fought in ancient times?"

This is the "Liangzhou Ci" written by Wang Han, the great poet of the Tang Dynasty in China thousands of years ago, and everyone knows it.This man was reading aloud, full of madness, and looked so chic, but Yu Zecheng wanted to turn around him and leave silently. There are drunkards like this everywhere, so it's better not to talk to him.

Who knew that the man stretched out his hand and grabbed Yu Zecheng's arm at once, saying:

"Boy, you have Lingyin in your hands, and you have received such great benefits, no matter what you have to buy me a drink."

Yu Zecheng couldn't help being taken aback, when he grabbed him, he dodged several times in succession, but he was still caught by him.Lingyin in hand?Could it be that he was referring to the spirit of the Xianqin ruins?

Yu Huacheng wanted to make a move, to break free from his grasp, to mobilize the blood energy, and to control the fireball, but his arm was firmly grasped, and he couldn't get rid of it at all, and Yu Huacheng found that the true energy in his body was motionless, as if there was nothing there. , There was no reaction at all, Yu Ze deliberately had a tacit understanding, and knew that he had met a senior expert.

As soon as this thought occurred, the blood gang couldn't function, and the formless annihilating divine consciousness transforming life technique was activated, and a divine mind came out of the body, and instantly attached itself to the man opposite.Strange to say, there was neither the phenomenon that other cultivation bases were higher than Yu Zecheng's inability to possess the body, nor the situation where one's own consciousness ran around randomly, but succeeded all at once, entered the other party's body, and then felt as if he was being possessed by someone else. Divided into two, stationed in the same two bodies, it makes people feel very strange.

The man's expression darkened, and he said to himself in a voice that Yu Zecheng couldn't hear:
"So it's Lao An's descendant, okay, you've passed my test, you are eligible to enter Xianqin Cave Mansion."

Then he said aloud:
"You kid is rich, why don't you treat me to a drink?"

Hit, can't fight, run, can't run, then drink, Yu Zecheng also smiled and said:

"Okay, I'll treat you to a drink today."

The man laughed and said:

"This is a good thing, the kid is really open-minded."

Turning to the waiter at the door, he said:

"Give me wine, and I want the drunken immortals of the Zifu to bring me six altars, and get them from the inner warehouse. Don't fool people with fake products from outside. Then serve me stir-fried fields, wild ducks, colorful Beef tenderloin, white grilled fish lips, big prawns with pipa, braised quail in sauce, mustard duck feet, honey tomato, and an assorted hot pot. Hurry up, hurry up and serve me."

The shop waiter didn't move, turned his head away, the drunken fairy is the best wine in Happy Forest, worth 20 taels of silver a jar, that poor ghost can afford to drink it.

The man laughed, threw away the ten gold leaves, and said:

"The food is not served yet?"

The waiter bit the gold leaf, one or two gold leaves can be exchanged for 30 taels of silver, and said hastily:

"Okay, Grandpa, you wait."

After speaking, he ran inside, the gold leaf was in Yu Zecheng's Qiankun bag, somehow he took it out unconsciously, Yu Zecheng's heart skipped a beat.The man let go of Yu Zecheng and sat cross-legged on the ground. Yu Zecheng found that he was dressed in white clothes that were more snowy than before. He fell and crawled just now, but there was not a single grime on his body, and he was still so white.

The man said:

"Boy, I let you go? Why don't you go?"

Yu Zecheng replied:

"It seems that the gold leaf is mine. Senior, you spend my money to treat you to dinner. Naturally, I will leave after eating. My name is Yu Zecheng. May I ask your name?"

The man smiled again and said:

"My name is Yang Se, you can also call me Qilang, okay little brother, thank you for your hospitality."

At this time, the waiter in the shop brought out all the food and wine that he wanted, and put them all on the ground, as if he had placed them on the dining table in the hall, and he didn't feel at all that he had placed the food at the main entrance. It seemed that he had hit the mark. The method of fascination.

Yang Se grabbed the wine jar, opened it with one slap, and drank with his head raised.

Yu Zecheng and Yang Se are now at the gate of Happy Forest, people come and go around, this is the most prosperous place in Linhai City, today is the Lantern Festival, there are countless pedestrians.But all the pedestrians and passers-by seemed to ignore the two of them, passing by them, they would never go three feet before them.

The same is true for the guys in Happy Forest. They brought the wine and dishes to the gate and put them on the ground, as if everything was normal, without any curiosity about how weird this was.

Yu Zecheng put everything in his eyes, knowing that Yang Se in front of him is definitely a master, he should be a master in the foundation establishment period, not much weaker than Yaxiang.It is said that the masters of the Jindan stage have visions in their bodies, just like the water mist on the body of the Daoist Xixin I saw. Judging by his appearance, he is no different from himself. He should not have such a high cultivation level.

Yang Se gulped down the drunken immortal, drank half of the altar in one go, and then said:

"Happy, happy."

Then he took off the huqin on his back and put it on his chest. At first glance, Yu Zecheng looked at this qin, it seemed to be a sanxian, a unique guitar in Western Chu, and a popular cello in ancient Qin.

Yu Zecheng asked curiously:

"what is this?"

Yang Se put the violin on his chest, the thumb of his left hand should be placed on the midline of the back of the violin, and the handle of the violin should be held in his palm. Strings, touch the strings with the left hand of the right hand.Put the palm down naturally facing the piano hole, the four fingers point to the ground, and the thumb is slightly in the direction of the piano handle.

Then he started to tune, "Boom, boom, boom" three levels of different sound quality came out, Yang Se plucked the fingers with both hands, and the piano made a wonderful sound, and then he said:
"The name of this piano is Huqin. It was created by Gongsun Xiaobai. It is divided into five dimensions and twelve strings. Thank you for giving me good wine. Let me sing you a song."

Then he sang in a long voice, the voice was high-pitched, heroic, and desolate, soaring into the sky:

"Zhaozhao Su Mingyue, the radiance candles my bed.

Worried people can't sleep, what's the long night.

The breeze blows the door of the boudoir, and the curtain flutters by itself.

Laying clothes and dragging long belts, Xie walked down the high hall.

Things are safe, wandering and hesitating.

The spring bird flies south, soaring gracefully alone.

Sorrows order my spouse, wailing hurts my intestines.

Feeling things and thinking, weeping and suddenly staining clothes.

Standing and groaning, Shu angrily complained to God. "

The voice was heartbroken and ecstasy, Yang Se played the piano and sang loudly, Yu Zecheng suddenly felt that he was a person with a story, and today is the Lantern Festival, he must be touched by the scene, unable to extricate himself, he was just found by him at random For a listener, he has no money to drink, and he is a big Qin Lingyin, but it is just an excuse for him.

Yang Se sang a song, under normal circumstances, it would have been surrounded by spectators, but everyone walked past them as if they couldn't hear or see, as if Yang Se and Yu Ze were in another world.

Yu Huacheng was still immersed in the singing just now. In fact, what he was immersed in was his Invisible Destroyer Divine Consciousness Transformation Technique. Only then did Yu Zecheng know the true usefulness of his Intangible Destroyer Divine Consciousness Transformation Technique. On Yang Se, he sang a song, his experience with the huqin, and the manipulation of the huqin, instantly became Yu Zecheng's own experience, and Yu Zecheng already knew the huqin like the back of his hand.

If it's not playing the piano, what if you occupy the body of a master of immortal cultivation and feel the magical power of immortality used by the master?So wouldn't I be there in an instant?Thinking of this, Yu Zecheng's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the real purpose of this formless obliterating divine consciousness transforming life technique is to learn Dafa?Can you learn everything by possessing yourself?

Yu Zecheng also picked up another jar of wine, opened his mouth and drank it, gulped down two sips, Yang Se said:

"Have you realized it? You seem to be the only one in Lao An's lineage for a hundred years. Those idiots don't know the treasure. How about it? How about a song?"

Yu Zecheng said:
"Give me the huqin, and I'll play you one too."

Yang Se looked at Yu Zecheng with a half-smile, Yu Zecheng took Yang Se's huqin, held it in his hand and began to tune it, this huqin really has twelve strings, divided into five groups, no wonder it is called five-dimensional twelve strings .

Yu Zecheng picked up the huqin, the first two strokes were still very unfamiliar, but after the next two strokes, Yang Se's experience in playing the huqin just came to his mind. It seemed that his assumption was true. In the future, he would possess the chef of Happy Forest, You will learn how to cook, and you will be able to make clothes by yourself as a tailor in a silk and satin shop. Thinking of this, you can't help but feel happy, pluck the strings, and open your mouth to sing:
"I have lost the promise of Qingshan for a long time, but now I still get what I want.

Taste and hear about Yuqing Cave, gold slips receive Xuanlu.

Su drove up to the sky and traveled in the clouds.

In Pingming, correct and light strategy, touch the stone into the empty song.

The ancient stone altar of immortals is surrounded by green moss.

Yanggui is purple in smoke, and Yinluo is green in water.

I have heard the alchemy scriptures in a lifetime, and the jade in Xuanquan is marked.

The former Jingyu People's Association lived in Su during the day.

Ask me to give a speech, and smile at each other.

Then the clouds rose from the body, and looked up to see the two white swans.

Falling into a paper book, the writing is like a bird's foot.

If you don't know it, go back and forth three times.

Come back and ask the alchemist, the whole world can't interpret it.

Why be like a mayfly, and then rush for it.

Despicable official wanderer, humiliated both physically and mentally.

If it is too late, Lao Ge knocks on the mountain trees. "

Yu Zecheng sang this song Li Yi's visiting hermit Mu Xianren slowly, with a somewhat hoarse accent, accompanied by yearning for immortals, confidence in the future, and determination to cultivate immortals. These beliefs are firmly established bit by bit. Jumping out, immediately made Yang Se nod slightly, and couldn't help but sighed and said:
"It's too late, Lao Ge knocks on the mountain tree."

Then he took Yu Zecheng's huqin, took a sip of wine, and sang a song:
"The scenery is desolate, the independent face of the dangerous building is clear.

Song Yu responded to the sad autumn mood at that time.

The lonely smoke in the fishing market is cold and blue, and the remnant leaves in the water village dance with sorrow and red.

The sky of Chu is broad, the waves are soaked in the setting sun, and thousands of miles melt away.

Linfeng thinks of beauties, don't look sad, and calm down the eyebrows.

It's a pity that in those days, there were no traces of rain and clouds.

Elegant posture and beautiful posture are in harmony, falling flowers and flowing water suddenly east and west.

No resentment, lovesickness, I will pay Zhenghong as much as possible.

......"

Yang Se's lyrics and music were full of sorrow, as if he was telling his own experience, as if he was missing his relatives and lovers in the past, and also as if he was warning Yu Zecheng that as long as he embarked on this road of cultivating immortals, his hometown, relatives, parents, and brothers might be far away, and he would never be here. When heaven and man are separated and never see each other, Yu Zecheng burst into tears while listening to the scene.

Yang Se sang slowly, then put down the huqin, raised the wine jar and started to drink wildly.Yu Zecheng also picked up the wine jar and started to drink wildly, then threw out a handful of gold leaves and said:

"Give me wine, and then five altars of drunken immortals."

Then he picked up the huqin, stood up this time, what kind of huqin and what posture, Yu Zecheng forgot all about it, opened his throat and shouted:
"A hero doesn't have to gallop a thousand horses, a hero doesn't have to hang a pair of horses. Naturally handsome, he chases himself,
Come out and fly with the eagle.Unsatisfied with traveling on the nine alleys, he whipped and walked to the west of the city.

Suddenly I heard the sound of Yanyan going, and returned to the saddle to flatten the cemetery.Returning to the brothel, the song is not halfway,

The jade color of a beauty is a gold statue.Huaiyin youths are no different, leaning against the gate of the city with a half-smiling drink.

Knowing that I am not calm, the day is about to fall into the world of mortals.Life and death are so easy,

It's up to you to say it.Young people don't drink but don't ask each other, in which revenge is also revenge. "

The huqin was held hard by him and made a "kaka" sound. After the song was finished, Yu Zecheng's voice became hoarse, and his whole body felt terribly comfortable. Yu Zecheng sat down, raised the wine jar, and began to pour wine into his mouth.No matter who he is and what his purpose is, at this moment, it's just as long as he meets his confidant for his own wine.

In this way, under the eyes of thousands of people, the two toasted and drank and sang heartily.

(End of this chapter)