Chapter 1030 The Beautiful Lady of Wine (Additional update for the alliance leader enjoying the rain late at night!)
Chunjiang Pavilion is the most well-informed place in the lower reaches of Tianhe City. Dragons and snakes are mixed here, and there are monks from all sects. If you usually If you want to find out information, this is an excellent place.
The reason why Master Lian Xin came here was to hear other people's opinions and see if the old monk and Liang Yan had caused any trouble in Tianhe City.
But what disappointed him was that after sitting in Chunjiang Pavilion for a long time, although he heard various rumors in the territory of Tianhe City, there was no news about the old monk in yellow and Liang Yan.
“It shouldn’t be. Although Zhenren Ling’ao has not escaped from disaster and become a saint, his methods are not much worse. In addition, Han Qianshan, the lord of Tianhe City, how can the mad monk still be able to survive with the two of them here? Hidden to this day.”
Master Lianxin frowned slightly, waved away the two female cultivators beside him, then picked up a jar of "Spring River Night Rain" on the table and took a swig.
When the wine enters the throat, a slight coolness first passes over the tip of the tongue and moistens the throat. Then the coolness sinks into the stomach, and suddenly turns into a warm current, flowing through his limbs.
This feeling of drunkenness has twists and turns, like a girl with a bud ready to bloom. As the intestines turn, another wave of drunkenness rushes to the forehead, which makes people feel refreshed and feels that every pore in the body is full. Comfortable, nothing inappropriate.
“Good wine!”
Master Lianxin couldn’t help but praise, picked up the wine jar on the table, and drank a few more gulps.
Over the years, he has often traveled around for an obsession in his heart. Although he knew that this obsession was difficult to achieve, he never thought of giving up.
Now that the wine has filled my heart with sadness, it brings back memories of Master Lian Xin’s past, and he actually looks a bit desolate.
However, this desolation only lasted for a moment. The next moment Master Lianxin's face was calm, and he even showed a gentle smile and drank the wine in the jar.
While he was taking a swig, a soothing piano sound came from a room behind the attic of Chunjiang Pavilion.
The sound of the piano is low and euphemistic, like a mountain spring under the night sky, winding from the valley and flowing slowly.
Everyone present couldn't help but stop talking when they heard the sound of the guqin. Some of the monks carrying the guqin sat up straight and seemed to be extremely respectful to the owner of the qin.
The sound of the piano was pleasant to the ear, and gradually turned from the low tone at the beginning to the bright tone. Everyone just felt that they were in a sea of flowers, surrounded by butterflies with outstretched wings, each fluttering their agile wings, carrying Their souls flew away.
Above the attic, behind the curtain of the room, a graceful figure can be vaguely seen.
Many people's eyes wandered and their consciousness spread out, wanting to see the true appearance behind the curtain, but they were blocked by invisible restrictions. They could only see frivolous hands and slender jade fingers lightly touching the piano. Play lightly.
As everyone was immersed in it, the sound of the piano also began to twist and turn. Sometimes it was like an oriole emerging from the valley, and sometimes it was like a pearl falling on a jade plate. There was no sense of lag between the ups and downs.
With the last finger playing, the piano music suddenly stopped at the climax. Everyone felt that one moment they were on the top of the blue clouds, and the next moment they had returned to the earth, and their hearts were filled with depression.
The entire Chunjiang Pavilion was silent for a moment, and everyone had a look of disappointment on their faces.
After a long while, one person boldly shouted: "Friend Le Dao! Why did you only play half of it!"
"Yes, I just heard the wonderful thing, why did you just play it? Stopped suddenly!" someone echoed.
Some people also laughed and said: "Fellow Taoist Lin is crazy. It is enough to hear half of such fairy music. Why expect too much."
In the attic, everyone was talking a lot, but the figure behind the curtain sat still. After a while, a clear female voice came out:
"Please be patient, I am not my concubine." I don’t want to play anymore, but this score is only half, I I don’t want to let things continue, so I can only play here today.”
After hearing this, everyone had a look of regret on their faces. Although some people still didn’t believe it, they wouldn’t say anything more at the moment. Drinking and merrymaking resumed, and the whole attic became lively again.
"My surname is Le?"
Master Lianxin frowned slightly at this moment. After a while, he shook his head and said to himself: "It can't be such a coincidence."< br>
He was drinking by himself, in a trance. On the wine table next to him, there were five monks in the Golden Core Realm drinking happily.
One of them was nine feet tall, naked from the waist up, with a large copper drum wrapped around his waist. His whole body was covered in muscles and he looked like a body-refining monk.
The man drank a large bowl of wine in his hand, then laughed and said: "Fellow Taoist Le's immortal voice is indeed well-deserved. It's no wonder that the Sa family came here specially. Today I have learned a lot."
After hearing this, a man in black robe next to him asked with confusion on his face: "Is the younger brother the first one?" I came to Tianhe City once, but I have heard of Yue Daoyou before. It is said that she never shows off her piano skills easily. It doesn’t look like a special day. Why is she suddenly playing elegantly in Chunjiang Pavilion? "
“Hahaha! Fellow Taoist Mu, you don’t know something about this.”
On the wine table, an old scholar wearing a silk scarf and a green robe twisted his beard and smiled, and slowly said: "In ten days, it will be the day when the city lord Han Qianshan will leave seclusion. His old man will be in seclusion for five full days." For a hundred years, the master of Chunjiang Pavilion has been playing a song here every day to congratulate the city master on his release from seclusion."
"No wonder!"
Lian Xinda. The scholar heard something in his heart, and secretly thought: "If Han Qianshan is not here, then with the magical power of the old monk in yellow, it is really possible to hide it from the sky!"
"No news has come out for so long, could it be that crazy man? The monk has successfully stolen the elixir and escaped from the city with the boy named Liang?"
The more Master Lianxin thought about it, the more likely it was, and he suddenly became a little irritable.
At this moment, the shirtless man at the table next to him asked again: "The Lord of Tianhe City is in seclusion, how come I haven't heard any news before? This silent guy is about to leave seclusion!"
< br>"Of course you don't know! This time City Lord Han is in secret retreat. It is said that it is because he has comprehended some amazing thing. If my master hadn’t been one of the True Lords of Tongxuan in Tianhe City, I wouldn’t know so much about the magical power of Heaven and Earth, and you monks outside Tianhe City would certainly not know about it.”
The old scholar in Tsing Yi spoke slowly. Although his tone was calm, his words revealed a superior attitude.
After hearing this, the other four monks, instead of feeling anything wrong, started flattering each other. One said that he was well-informed, and the other said that he had a long history with his master. This made the old Confucian smile with a smile on his face.
After a few people flattered them, they heard one of the men in black robes say with a smile:
"City Master Han's cultivation has already reached the level of a saint. Now he has gone into seclusion to comprehend the supreme magical power. After leaving seclusion this time, I am afraid that he will never meet an opponent in the Antarctic Fairy Continent."
"Not bad!"< br>
An old man with a purple beard next to him He also nodded and said with a smile: "The most famous battle of City Lord Han is of course the Battle of Canglan Lake. His opponent back then was the Angry Monk of the Buddhist Sect! That battle was so dark that there was not even a drop of water in Canglan Lake for 800 miles. With no one left, the two fought for three days and three nights, and finally ended up evenly divided. There are still many people who go to Canglan Lake to observe the sacred marks left by the two. "Haha, I know this part!" The man in black robe said: "After that battle, the two of them high-fived each other. They agreed to fight again in five hundred years, but unfortunately the angry monk disappeared without a trace soon after. Naturally, there is no way to talk about the fight, which is a pity!"
After hearing this, several people at the table looked a little regretful, except for the old man in green. Ru snorted coldly and said lightly:
"What an even tie! At that time, our city lord clearly suppressed the angry monk. If he hadn't been concerned about the Buddha's face, I would have slapped him to pieces. He said that we would fight again at another time. It was just a step down."
He paused slightly when he said this, and then continued: "Moreover, just Even if the angry monk could barely take on the city lord's moves back then, he can no longer be his opponent. Now that the city lord is out of seclusion, looking at the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent, how many people can stand up to him? "
Qing Yi? What the old Confucian said was so heroic and his face was glowing, as if he himself was a hero. After hearing this, several people nearby murmured secretly in their hearts, but on the surface they all agreed and nodded in agreement.
These people exchanged cups for cups, belittling the angry monk and exalting Han Qianshan at the same time. When they got excited, the angry monk couldn't even catch Han Qianshan's move.
While these five people were talking endlessly and the excitement was overwhelming, there was a cold voice from the side:
"Have you guys seen the Angry Monk?"
The five people in front of the wine table were stunned at the same time, and then turned their heads, only to see a man dressed in moon white standing behind him. Young monk in monastic robes.
Although the five people could not see through his cultivation, they saw that he was extraordinary and a member of the Buddhist sect, so they all fell silent in unison.
But a moment later, I heard the old scholar in green smile and say: "Angry monk? I haven't seen him before. Maybe he was afraid of City Lord Han after the first battle, and now he is hiding and not daring to see anyone!" Otherwise, how can we explain that we haven’t seen him show up for so many years?”
“Good!”
Master Lianxin laughed angrily and shouted coldly: "The Angry Monk has not been around for a long time, but the world has forgotten his methods! How dare you judge behind your back!"
He While speaking, an extremely strong aura spread out, locking the five people in front of the wine table firmly inside.
Those five people are only in the Golden Core Realm. How can they withstand the pressure of Master Lotus Heart in the Tribulation Realm? In just the blink of an eye, his face was pale, sweaty, and his eyes were full of fear.
"Senior. Senior, you have something to say, don't get angry!"
The shirtless man, the purple-bearded old man and the black-robed man were all slumped on the ground and began to beg him for mercy. Only the old scholar in green, although his face was pale, still did not give in. Instead, he gritted his teeth and said:
"This is Tianhe City. Even if you have a high level of cultivation, why don't you still do it here?"
Master Lianxin's eyes narrowed slightly, and the spiritual power in his hands gathered, and a powerful momentum swept around him, making him The other monks in Chunjiang Pavilion stayed away.
Just when his momentum rose to its peak and he was about to take a step forward, a voice behind him suddenly said lightly:
"Why should you be angry, fellow Taoist? It's just a few seconds." It’s just a junior’s nonsense, and it’s not worth your while.”
The person who said this had a lazy tone, which seemed a bit cynical, but after hearing this, Master Lianxin was slightly stunned, and then suddenly. Turned his head.
"Three Idiots?!"
In the middle reaches of the Tongtian River, there is a vermilion-red courtyard with a radius of hundreds of miles.
There are dozens of low pavilions built in the courtyard. Between each pavilion, there is a road paved with sapphire slabs. The haze is steaming above, like a fairyland on earth.
Hundreds of little Taoist boys wearing Tsing Yi and buns on the back of their heads are shuttling on the sapphire road, going back and forth between the various lofts.
Some of them were holding incense burners, some were holding wooden plates, and some were carrying several gourds. They were all in a hurry, and they looked like they were helping people make elixirs.
Some Taoist boys walked into an attic and did not come out for three or four days. By the time the next one came to change shifts, their faces were already full of fatigue.
It’s just that although there are many Taoist boys here, there is one building that no one approaches from the beginning to the end.
That is a three-story golden pagoda in the middle of the courtyard.
The shape of this pagoda is very strange. The lower two floors cover an extremely large area, covering several miles in circumference. The shape is also very smooth, but when it reaches the top floor, it suddenly converges inward, looking like a giant alchemy furnace.
There is green smoke coming out from the top of the pagoda from time to time, but there is no sapphire road around the pagoda, and no child dares to approach it.
At this time, on the sapphire stone road, the youngest Taoist boy suddenly stopped, his eyes rolled around a few times, and then he looked at the pagoda with confusion on his face.
Behind him was a twelve or thirteen-year-old Taoist boy, who seemed to be the oldest. When he saw him stop, he immediately shouted:
"Why are you still there?" Time is spent in a daze. There is still a furnace of "Shen Shen Dan" from the master in the Tanxiang Building that needs to be fanned. If the time is delayed, you and I will not be able to eat and walk around, hurry up!"
"But, senior brother, don't you think it's strange? When did the 'Yuanyang Tianjin' tower in the middle start to appear? Smoke?”
“Eh?”
The Taoist boy behind him looked in the direction he pointed, frowning slightly, and murmured: "It's true! I have been making alchemy here for three years, and this is the first time I see him."
"You think it's strange too, don't you?" The young Taoist boy muttered, and then continued: "How about we go over and have a look, maybe"
Before he finished speaking, he was surrounded by someone behind him. Tao Tong gave a blow to the back of the head.
"What are you thinking about? Don't want to die?"
The older Taoist boy said angrily: "I told you the first day you came here, you can only leave. If you step out of the sapphire stone road, you will immediately die without even ashes left! If you open your eyes and take a look, is there a sapphire stone road near the 'Yuanyang Tianjin' Tower? ”
After the young Taoist boy looked at it carefully for a few times, he replied somewhat sarcastically: "No."
"That's it, just do our part and don't worry about the rest!"
>"Oh"
The young Taoist boy responded, looking back helplessly, turning around and following the older Taoist boy, walking along the sapphire slab towards another attic
There will be another chapter later
(End of this chapter)