Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Song Yunxi was overjoyed and pulled Chen Mo to go inside.

But before they took two steps, a female cultivator with long hair like a waterfall, a face as white as snow, wearing green clothes and a green snake tied around her waist reached out to stop them.

"Two Taoist friends, wait a minute."

Chen Mo stopped and took a glance, and immediately felt his heart fluttering.

The other party's appearance was absolutely superior. Although it was far inferior to Elder Yu Yunyu, it was much better than Xia Wan, Yun Rou, or other female actors in the Wenxiang Pavilion!

Not only the appearance, but also the gestures, every frown and smile, all exuded a charming charm!

"Brother Chen, is it your turn?"

"My turn?"

Chen Mo looked at Song Yunxi, not knowing why.

"Give me money! Aren't you treating me today?"

"Does it cost spirit stones to enter?"

"Yes, two low-grade spirit stones per person!"

Chen Mo opened his eyes wide and looked at the smiling female cultivator beside him. He obviously didn't expect that it would cost so much just to enter the door!

For a moment, he regretted coming here.

This is not a scent pavilion, it's probably a gold-consuming cave!

But now that he has said it.

For so many years, Song Yunxi has been taking care of him, and he rarely spends spirit stones. Therefore, he has to bite the bullet and pay today!

He took four low-grade spirit stones and put them in the other party's hand.

Then, the female cultivator whose age could not be seen covered her mouth and invited them in.

After walking a few steps inside, the music became more melodious.

Song Yunxi sat on the stone bench covered with tiger skin like a madman, picked up the wine brought by others, and sipped it gently.

At this moment, he was already immersed in the dance music. The Wenxiang Pavilion in Ziyunfang City had skills far beyond those of other female singers who only knew skin and flesh.

Chen Mo also sat down.

He had already mastered the Jingxin Qin Jue and had long been familiar with music theory.

Unlike Song Yunxi's immersion, he was more objectively examining the two female singers who played the zither and the dancers who danced gracefully from the perspective of skills and emotions.

He found that, judging from the performance skills alone, not to mention being better than him, even compared to Hongyan, she was slightly inferior.

But the music played was more immersive and confusing.

Not only that, even if you just listen to it, the restless spiritual energy in your body will gradually calm down. It is clear that you are not meditating and practicing, but it is running on its own.

"No wonder! No wonder!"

Chen Mo thought to himself:

The Nianyu Sect can infiltrate the interior of the major sects with its tentacles, which naturally has its own advantages.

If it is just relying on the affairs of men and women to drain the disciples of the sect in disguise, Qingyang Sect or other immortal sects will not agree.

So, as Hongyan said.

Dual cultivation itself is just a means of cultivation!

Inside the hall, the melody gradually became ambiguous and decadent. The female cultivators who were dancing gracefully gradually took off their long veils, revealing their creamy skin.

They flew from the rockery and water into the flowers like fairies descending from heaven.

Sit softly in front of the intoxicated and dreamy Qingyang Sect disciples, pick up the wine and feed them to their mouths.

Song Yunxi enjoyed all this very much. His arms had already wrapped around the other's waist, and he embraced a female cultivator with a tear mole at the corner of her eyes, who looked very charming.

These women in the Wenxiang Pavilion are beautiful in their own way.

The girl who came to Chen Mo was a light and soft girl, like a spirit snake.

The same posture, the same teasing, but Chen Mo's attention was still on the two people playing the piano.

"Sir, why don't you look at someone?"

The wind blew in his ears, and his heart was in turmoil.

Chen Mo turned his head slightly and said with a smile: "Change one."

"You!"

The other party glared at him with a reproachful look, and then walked away gracefully.

After a while, there was another person in the dance.

Equally charming, the same means were used, but Chen Mo was still paying attention to the sound of the piano.

"Change one."

At this time, Ziyuan, the steward in the Wenxiang Pavilion, also noticed the abnormality here.

She walked from the door, sat next to Chen Mo, and asked: "Is there no one satisfied?"

"Yes."

"Who?"

Chen Mo pointed with his hand, and the female singer who had bowed her head to play the piano suddenly looked here.

Ziyuan was slightly stunned, and then smiled and said: "You have a good eye. If you think about spending a night with Huqin, it will cost at least ten low-grade spirit stones."

It's really a robber.

However, Chen Mo still smiled and said, "Let's not talk about the spring night for now. I wonder if you can teach her the art of music?"

"Huh? You want to learn the art of music?"

Zi Yuan suspected that she had heard it wrong.

"Yes."

It is obvious that although the fox harp being played now is slightly inferior in skills, the charm it performs is definitely much higher than the "Jingxin Qin Jue"!

"Sorry, this is the secret of Wenxiang Pavilion."

"What if I join Wenxiang Pavilion?"

"Join?"

While speaking, Chen Mo took out the first-level middle-grade magic weapon that Elder Sun had just given him - the Phoenix Head Guqin, and then gently plucked a string. The tone was as smooth as a long river entering the sea, without any obstruction.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Mo's piano sound merged with the other party's.

Zi Yuan wanted to stop him, fearing that he would disturb the "sweet dreams" of other monks, but when she heard the sound of the piano that was both peaceful and charming, and contained rationality in desire, she looked at this monk who came to the Wenxiang Pavilion for the first time and was stunned!

With the addition of Chen Mo, the [Reproduction] talent gradually showed its power.

It was originally a raging fire, and at this moment, it was fueled.

So, the Qingyang Sect disciples, including Song Yunxi, could no longer restrain their body and mind, and followed the dancers into the cave.

When the hall was empty.

Chen Mo stopped, and the fox harp and fox flute not far away also stopped.

The two floated over, came to him, and put away the harp.

"Young master, you have great skills!"

Hu Qin has played the guqin for many years, but she can clearly feel that the other party's guqin skills are far superior to hers.

"It's just a play, after all, it's not as good as you." Chen Mo smiled and put away the guqin.

His skills have indeed been perfected, but there is also the bonus of the magic weapon just now.

Chen Mo also felt that the guqin given by the master is definitely a painstaking work! At this moment, he couldn't help but feel grateful.

"Do you really mean what you just said?" Ziyuan asked.

"What do you think?"

"Do you really want to learn the Illusionary Lust Qin Jue?"

"Is it called the Illusionary Lust Qin Jue? It's not a good name."

Chen Mo did not answer, but smiled and picked up the wine glass, looked at Hu Qin, and said, "Would you like to spend the night together?"

The other party held the long zither and smiled.

"Of course."

Chen Mo stood up and did not mention "joining" the Fragrance Pavilion again.

...

After an exchange, the dual cultivation brought him ten points of experience.

This night alone was equivalent to his one-month cultivation! The speed was so exaggerated that it was almost as fast as swallowing pills!

Of course, this was also related to Hu Qin's realm.

Chen Mo is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining now, but the person who practiced dual cultivation with him is already at the ninth level of Qi Refining!

It's even one step away from building a foundation!

And for the first time, Chen Mo realized that it was great to have money!

With money, you can even let the cultivators at the ninth level of Qi Refining give back to their cultivation...