Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

On the way, Chen Mo flipped through the spell records in his hand as he walked.

Sure enough, as the steward of Yunyou Bookstore said, any musical spell must have a certain foundation in music theory.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to produce any spiritual energy fluctuations with just one piano and ten fingers!

If it is used forcefully, it may even suffer backlash.

Therefore, if you want to practice this "Jingxin Qin Jue", you must first learn how to play the guqin.

And if there was anyone in the city who was proficient in music theory, there was only one place Chen Mo could think of - Wenxiang Pavilion.

The female cultivators here not only have profound attainments in dual cultivation techniques, but also compulsory lessons in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Otherwise, who would be willing to spend the spiritual sand of Dabi Dabi to experience the beauty of a female cultivator?

Chen Mo came quite early.

During the day, there were no female actors outside the flower tower of Wenxiang Pavilion to welcome guests.

In the hall, there are also people practicing and chatting. In the backyard, there are naturally people who practice all kinds of strange skills. After all, this is their whole life.

The moment Chen Mo stepped into Wenxiang Pavilion, the actress in front of the counter immediately recognized him.

In Baishefang City, how many people don't know that the person in front of them is the celebrity next to Song Yunxi?

Soon, two or three female nuns gathered around:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, why are you here today?"

"Is Fellow Daoist Red here?"

Chen Mo didn't want to waste time on these people. It would be absolutely fine to go directly to Hongyan to learn the piano.

"Yes, yes, please wait a moment."

At the beginning, the female nun wearing rouge and gouache hurriedly ran to the backyard on her three-inch golden lotus.

Chen Mo randomly found a table and sat down.

The female cultivators who were meditating, drinking tea and chatting became quiet at this moment, glancing here from time to time.

Not long after, a graceful figure came gracefully.

Hongyan tightened the ribbon around her waist, with a charming smile on her face, and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, what brought you here? I thought you had forgotten the girls from Wenxiang Pavilion!"

This was the first time she had seen him come alone. When others informed her, Hongyan couldn't believe it.

"I want to come and meet you, can't I?" Chen Mo responded teasingly with a smile.

"Yes, of course!"

"Isn't that a bit inappropriate here?"

Chen Mo stood up and looked around. Seven or eight graceful female cultivators in light clothes looked at them.

"No way! Fellow Daoist Chen, please come over here!"

The two entered the private room side by side, and the other female nuns who wanted to follow were blocked outside.

Just as Hong Yan was about to stand up and say hello, Chen Mo asked, "Is Sister Hong proficient in music?"

"Is that natural? Do you want to hear it?" The other party just spoke, and suddenly thought that I have known this person in front of me for several years, and I have never played in front of him!

"Let's play a song."

Burn incense and bathe.

Play the piano and play solo.

Hongyan, who was dressed in red, tied up her long hair that had just been dried and gently tucked it behind her ears.

He pressed a piece of red paper between his lips and smiled.

She lightly touched the strings with her palms, and with a flick of her fingertips, the music came into being.

With the ups and downs of the rhythm, Chen Mo quickly became immersed in the other party's music. Gradually, he closed his eyes and relaxed his body and mind. The fatigue caused by long-term hard training gradually dissipated at this moment... …

The sandalwood gradually burned out, and with a flick of the fingers, the sound fell into his ears.

She was smiling, and after singing the song, the charm of a mature female cultivator became more and more charming.

Hongyan is still very confident in her own music, otherwise she would not have climbed to where she is today!

Whether it is Guchenfang City or Baishefang City, the new actresses here are all trained by her, whether they are dual practitioners, chess, calligraphy or painting.

On the other side, after the song ended, Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes.

There was a trace of expectation in the bright red eyes, as if waiting for the other party's praise.

She believed that anyone who listened to her music would be impressed.

What's more, the song just now was not just the sound of the piano!

""Jingxin Qin Jue"?"

Chen Mo's question made Hongyan a little surprised. She nodded, a little surprised how the other party knew about it.

However, what she said next made her wonder if she had heard it wrong!

"If I learn, how long will it take for me to be like you?"

"What?"

"If I want to learn temperament, how long will it take for me to do so?" Chen Mo repeated it again.

"You said you want to learn?"

"right!"

Hongyan didn't know how to answer for a while.

The music and rhythm are mostly immersed in female cultivators, but even so, this kind of technique is still not popular in Qingyang Sect.

As an immortal sect that uses swords, almost no one would dabble in this art.

If there are, they can only learn to please men like Hongyan and the others!

"Fellow Taoist really want to learn?" Hongyan confirmed again.

"Of course, if possible, from now on, you can come to my house and teach me for an hour every day until I master it completely." Chen Mo expressed his thoughts.

Nowadays, most of the spells have been perfected. In addition to daily farming and breeding, he spends most of his time on cultivation.

However, he could still accept it if he set aside an hour every day to practice in a short period of time.

"If Fellow Daoist Chen doesn't dislike it, then it's settled?" Hong Yan was extremely excited.

If you can establish a relationship with the other person, it will be much more convenient in Baishenfang City in the future!

"As for the reward, how about one low-grade spirit stone per year?" Chen Mo originally planned to give him two more coins, after all, he now has 45 low-grade spirit stones per year just from breeding, but then he thought, even if he had spirit stones, he wouldn't spend them like this!

You know, some spirit plant husbands may not be able to save up one in their entire lives!

Hearing this, Hongyan opened her mouth wide.

She wanted to refuse, after all, Chen Mo was already giving her face by letting her teach.

But!

One low-grade spirit stone!

How could she refuse?

"Not speaking means you have no objection. Qin, you prepare it, then... start from tomorrow."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he stood up, picked up the wine on the table and drank it all, and then walked straight out of the room.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, I'll see you off!"

Hongyan, who had reacted, hurriedly stood up to see him off.

"No need."

Looking at the other person's back as he walked away, the thoughts of the female steward of the Wenxiang Pavilion gradually became erratic.

She has seen countless people, and she was a little unpredictable about this spiritual plant husband who is keen on farming since the first time they met.

Now, his behavior is becoming more and more difficult to understand.

"Perhaps, this is because he has never been a spiritual plant husband."

"Sister Hong, it seems that he likes you very much. He asks you to accompany him every time he comes." Behind her, Xia Wan, who was only wearing a wisp of gauze, half leaned against the red door and teased.

For more than a year, this person has completely accepted her new identity.

She has also integrated into the Wenxiang Pavilion.

Now, her appearance is becoming more and more charming, and there are already signs of being the top card of the Wenxiang Pavilion!

In Xia Wan's view now, sleeping with one is sleeping, sleeping with a hundred is also sleeping, and what is the difference between exchanging your body for spiritual stones and exchanging your sweat for spiritual stones?