Refining Genius Cultivation

It was said that there were more than eight hundred of them, which was why it was called the eight hundred of them. It was a place where one had to go from the Shangjing south to the Strangling Throat City. There were very few people here, and the terrain was very complicated.

There was only one official road that led to the south, but it was a beautiful scene. The mountain was covered with peach trees, so those who entered the eight hundred hillside would all sigh with emotion at the scene of the Peach Blossom Holy Land.

After a day and night of running, Fang Yunlong finally reached the top of the 800 hills. At that moment, Fang Yunlong's body was extremely tired.

Even the fine horses of the Zhou Empire, which were good at long distance running, were starting to run out of steam. Seeing that it was already late, Fang Yunlong slowly proceeded forward, preparing to find a place to rest.

Looking at the beautiful eight hundred mountain scenery, Fang Yunlong felt that his body felt much more comfortable, the scenery was extremely beautiful.

"Da Da" sounds came from the silent public road. Fang Yunlong was enjoying the scenery as he casually walked forward.

After turning a corner, Fang Yunlong suddenly heard a familiar zither sound, the zither sound was extremely sweet, like a mountain spring snaking through a valley, it slowly flowed through his heart and soul, into his body's every meridian, the tiredness on his body slowly disappeared.

Fang Yunlong dismounted and walked towards the sound of the zither, only to see that deep in the peach forest, there was a lady dressed in pink light clothing, her jade-like hands fluttering on the jade zither, like a group of beautiful fairies dancing on the jade zither, showing a graceful dance.

A beautiful musical symbol floated out and filled the entire peach orchard. The cry of a phoenix could be heard, as if it was from a fairyland. Fang Yunlong stood quietly at the side, not daring to disturb the beautiful music, and slowly immersed himself in it.

The sound of the zither was filled with laughter and joy. Little by little, it began to float in the wind. Birds were chirping and birds were chirping merrily.

Gradually, the zither's sound was deep, full of pain, and full of sadness. It was as if it was expressing the unwillingness and unwillingness in one's heart, suddenly stabbing in like a needle amidst the laughter of the zither, causing people to feel very out of place.

But it felt so natural. The sound of the zither lightly returned to the flat, light as the separation of a wounded friend, speaking of the absence of an old friend from the west and the absence of an old friend.

Finally, the sound of the zither came to a sudden halt. The sound lingered for a long time, echoing through the peach forests of the eight hundred mountain slopes, gradually calming down.

It was just like the moonlight today, quiet like a mountain. Inside the peach forest, Fang Yunlong quietly looked at the girl in front of him. Passing through the curtains of the dark night, he seemed to have entered the deepest part of his heart.

The lady raised her head, an exquisite face that was like a bowl of flowers appeared in front of Fang Yunlong. It was Yimeng. The two of them looked at each other quietly as if they were questioning or probing each other.

A gentle breeze blew past, causing a leaf on a peach tree to fall down, floating down to the ground. As though it was attracted by the leaf, Fang Yunlong stared closely at it.

He said: "Thank you, Miss Yimeng, for seeing me out. This lady's zither skills are unparalleled in both ancient and modern times. It can be said that no one from the past has come.

Yimeng laughed lightly, and like a blossoming flower in a peach forest, she said: "Young Master Fang, you have concealed yourself, Yimeng had eyes that could not see, I never thought that Young Master Fang would be from such a prominent background, Yimeng has always been disrespectful, I hope that you will forgive me."

Fang Yunlong laughed heartily: "As they say, fame is as fleeting as the clouds, they are all worldly possessions, and I will bring along no life and death with me. In front of Miss Yu, Cheng Yi is still Cheng Yi. "

Yimeng muttered: "If it was Cheng Yi, then it would be Cheng Yi. Why would it be so difficult?" The corner of her mouth held a smile. With a slight raise of her brows, she said, "Mr. Cheng, earlier, you used a special technique to solve Yimeng's problem.

Yimeng was extremely grateful, she only needed to wait for the matter to end, and then discuss the matter with her teacher, and then listen to her words and die. Afterwards, when she met Young Master Fang at Cheng Lin Palace, she couldn't help but feel emotional, and Young Master Fang even said the word 'good' twice. Yimeng's zither had finally gotten to know someone, and was no longer alone. "

was startled by Yimeng's words and she couldn't calm down. She didn't think that Yimeng would place so much importance on him, and she immediately regretted what she had done during her time in the palace. It was true that she was worthy of her Tang Dynasty, but was it true enough to face her own heart?

And also worthy of Yimeng who valued him so highly? Suddenly, a wave of cool and refreshing true energy slowly flowed through the "Baihui acupoint" above her head.

Fang Yunlong immediately regained his senses and laughed bitterly, Yimeng could not hide his enchanting techniques and became confused in the blink of an eye, if he did not have that unknown Innate Qi. Fang Yunlong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Fang Yunlong stared blankly at Yimeng, and just when Yimeng thought that he had fallen into his own Great Art of Charm Soul, Fang Yunlong opened his mouth and said: "I dare not accept Miss Yimeng's kind intentions you have placed on me. I have a question, I hope that Miss Yimeng can answer it. "

Yimeng was slightly startled, her beautiful eyebrows knitted together as she giggled. She then thought to herself, It seems that her Art of Charm Soul has no effect on him, maybe it can only confuse him for an instant, it's truly a weirdo.

Yimeng laughed and said: "Young Master Fang has a question, then Yimeng has a question too, why don't we change it one by one? Yimeng replied to the young master's question, young master must remember to answer Yimeng's question first."

Fang Yunlong smiled slightly: "If you are questioned by Lady Yimeng, you must answer truthfully. What I want to ask is, young lady, you have already been waiting for me at these eight hundred hillside.

Yimeng laughed tenderly: "Yimeng knows that Master Fang will go south sooner or later. As for when, it's not certain. Young Master Fang had just been confined at home by the emperor.

At first, Yimeng had thought that Young Master Fang would be here for a period of time, and when the officials in the imperial court were no longer paying attention to him, he left the Shangjing. Unexpectedly, a few days ago, the Crown Prince of Lu Kingdom had suddenly visited the Fang Residence.

Fang Yunlong looked at Yimeng's beautiful smile and said: "I'll have to trouble Miss to wait for me like this. I think Miss has worked so hard waiting for me here, you wouldn't think that you could just send me off, right?"

Yimeng smiled sweetly: "Yimeng has already answered Young Master Fang's question, it's now time for Yimeng to ask a question." Her tone was slightly coquettish, making it hard for people to refuse.

Fang Yunlong laughed casually, and said: "I was rude, please ask Miss."

Yimeng clenched her teeth and said: "Master Fang already knows, so Yimeng will not continue to act. Yimeng had come to Shangjing this time to cause trouble for them, but Yimeng did not understand. From the beginning to the end, there was nothing wrong with him going out with Mr. Cheng.

Even though Yimeng had once bewitched Mr. Process and sent people to follow him, I wonder how young master Fang knew that Yimeng was related to the Shangjing assassin and the matters that happened in Cheng Xian palace? "

As if he had already known that Yimeng would ask such a question, Fang Yunlong suddenly scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "There is a reason for this, but after I say it, I hope that Miss does not take offense to it."

Hearing Fang Yunlong's words, Yimeng became even more confused, and said suspiciously: "Young Master Fang, there's no harm in talking."

Fang Yunlong then said: "When I first met Miss Yimeng, I guess at that time, Miss Yimeng did not think that anyone would answer three questions, so she did not change when she met us.

Maybe Miss Yimeng is trying to hide something, so she used a bewitching technique to confuse us, and I am not some noble man. Seeing Miss Yimeng's peerless beauty, I couldn't help but admire her.

However, he unintentionally discovered that there were two shallow marks under Lady Yimeng's shoulder blades that looked very much like the sun and moon. Later on, the same imprint was found on the people who were following him, as well as on the assassins who had assassinated the envoys from other countries.

Therefore, this humble one is very curious about the young lady, and thus has always paid attention to the young lady's every movement during her stay in the palace. "

Fang Yunlong's frank words stunned Yimeng. She was neither a righteous man nor was she enchanted by her Charm Soul Great Art, instead, she admired her own beauty. This was the first time she saw such a man. It was as if she remembered the first time she had met her.

Cheng Yi, who was carrying a huge box, and Fang Yunlong, who was similarly carrying a large box, slowly overlapped each other, causing Yimeng to feel a little absent-minded.

Fang Yunlong's question sounded in her ears: "May I ask how do I address Miss Yimeng and Senior Evil King of the Heavenly Poison True Lord?"

Yimeng regained her senses and said: "Yimeng is indeed his unfilial granddaughter. "I wonder how Young Master Fang managed to guess it?" There was a hint of confusion in his words.

Fang Yunlong laughed and said, "I have heard grandfather say that when the old senior of Evil King was young, he had a consummate skill called Poison Sound Soul. It is extremely powerful, able to unwittingly cause one to fall into a hallucination and cause their soul to stir, it is like they are infected by a drug addiction that they cannot extricate themselves from.

Previously, I heard that Miss Yimeng played a song that had a poison sound hidden within it, so I guessed that Miss must be related to Senior Evil King. "

"So that's how it is" Yimeng muttered, "I thought I did not reveal any flaws, but unexpectedly, in the eyes of Young Master Fang, it was full of flaws.

Yimeng was enlightened. With that, she stood up and bowed to Fang Yunlong, then said: "It's a pity that I won't be able to see Young Master Fang again, and will never be able to hear of Yimeng's zither again.