Chapter 1030: Wine and Beauty (sipping the rain late at night for the leader of the alliance)
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 want to find out information, this is an excellent place.
The reason why Master Lianxin came here was because he wanted 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 Master Ling'ao has not escaped from the disaster and became a saint, his methods are not much worse. In addition, Han Qianshan, the lord of Tianhe City, how can the crazy monk still hide so far with the two of them here."
Master Lianxin frowned slightly, waved his hand to reject 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 and bones.
This drunkenness has twists and turns, like a girl with a bud just about to bloom. As her intestines turn, another wave of drunkenness rushes to the forehead, which makes people feel refreshed and feels that every pore in the body is uncomfortable and comfortable.
appropriate.
“Good wine!”
Master Lianxin couldn't help but praise him, picked up the wine jar on the table, and took 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 feels 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 calm 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, euphemistic and continuous, like a mountain spring under the night sky, winding from the valley and flowing slowly.
When everyone present heard the sound of the guqin, they couldn't help but stop talking. 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 low to bright. Everyone felt that they were in a sea of flowers, surrounded by butterflies with spread wings, each fluttering their smart wings, carrying their souls into the distance.
Fly 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 playing lightly on the piano.
As everyone was immersed in it, the sound of the piano also began to twist and turn, sometimes like an oriole emerging from the valley, sometimes like pearls falling on a jade plate, and there was no sense of lag between the ups and downs.
With the last finger playing, the music suddenly stopped at the climax. Everyone felt that one moment they were on top of the blue clouds, and the next moment they had returned to the earthly world, 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!"
"Yeah, I just heard the wonderful thing, why did it stop so suddenly!" someone echoed.
Some people also laughed and said: "Fellow Taoist Lin is crazy. It's enough to hear half of such celestial music. Why expect too much?"
In the attic, everyone was talking a lot, but the figure behind the curtain was sitting still. After a while, a clear female voice came out:
"Everyone, please be patient. It's not that I don't want to play any more. It's because there's only half of the score, and I don't want to continue playing. I can only play this far today."
After hearing this, everyone had a look of regret on their faces. Although some people still didn't believe it, they didn't say anything more at the moment and started drinking and having fun again. The whole attic became lively again.
"Last name is Le?"
Master Lian Xin frowned slightly at this moment. After a while, he shook his head and said to himself, "It can't be such a coincidence."
He drank by himself and was in a trance. On the wine table next to him, there were five monks in the golden elixir realm drinking happily.
One of them was nine feet tall, with a naked upper body and 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 all the way here. Today I have learned a lot."
After hearing this, a man in black robe next to him asked with confusion: "This is my first time coming to Tianhe City, but I have heard of Yue Daoyou's name before. It is said that she never displays her piano skills easily.
.It doesn’t look like today is a special day, so how come you suddenly performed 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. This 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 recently, which can be regarded as congratulating the city master on his release from seclusion."
"In seclusion? No wonder!"
Master Lianxin felt something in his heart when he heard this, 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 the truth!"
"No news has come out for so long. Could it be that the crazy 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 became, and he suddenly felt 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!"
"Of course you don't know! This time City Lord Han is in secret retreat. It is said that it is because he has enlightened some earth-shattering magical power. If my master hadn't been one of the Tongxuan True Lords in Tianhe City, I probably wouldn't have known so much.
.And you monks outside Tianhe City will naturally not know about it."
The old scholar in green clothes spoke slowly. Although his tone was calm, his words conveyed a superior attitude.
After hearing this, the other four monks, instead of feeling anything wrong, started flattering each other one after another. One said he was well-informed, the other said he had a long history with his master. The old Confucian also smiled broadly when he heard this.
After several people flattered them, they heard one of the men in black robes say with a smile:
"City Lord Han's cultivation has already reached the level of a saint. Now he has gone into seclusion to meditate on the supreme magical power. After leaving seclusion this time, I am afraid that he will never meet an opponent in the Antarctic Fairy Continent."
"good!"
An old man with a purple beard next to him also nodded and said with a smile: "The most famous battle of City Lord Han is of course the Battle of Canglan Lake. The opponent back then was the Angry Monk of the Buddhist Sect! That battle was fought in darkness and darkness.
There was not a drop of water left in the Baili Canglan Lake. The two fought for three days and three nights. In the end, they fought evenly. Many people still go to Canglan Lake to see the marks left by the two."
"Haha, I know this part!" the man in black robe said: "After that battle, the two high-fived and swore to fight again in five hundred years. Unfortunately, the angry monk disappeared without a trace soon after, and the two of them agreed to fight again.
Naturally, there is no way to talk about it, which is a pity!"
After hearing this, several people at the table looked a little regretful, but the old scholar in green 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, he 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: "Besides, even if the Angry Monk could barely take on the City Lord's moves back then, he can no longer be his opponent. This time the City Lord is out of seclusion, looking at the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent, and
How many people can challenge him?"
The words of the old scholar in green were spoken with great pride and a glow in his face, as if he himself was a hero. After hearing this, several people around him murmured secretly in their hearts, but on the surface they all agreed and nodded in agreement.
These people exchanged cups and 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.
Just as these five people were talking non-stop, and the sky was full of excitement, a voice from the side came coldly:
"Have you guys seen the Angry Monk?"
The five people at the wine table were stunned at the same time, and then turned their heads, only to see a young monk wearing moon-white monk robes standing behind them.
Although the five people couldn't see through his cultivation, they saw that he had an extraordinary aura and was 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 have never seen it. Maybe he was afraid of City Lord Han after the first battle, and now he is hiding and afraid to see people! Otherwise, how can we explain that after so many years?
Haven't you seen him show up before?"
"good very 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!"
As he spoke, an extremely strong aura spread out, locking the five people in front of the wine table tightly inside.
Those five people were only at the Golden Core Realm. How could they withstand the pressure of the Great Master Lotus Heart? In the blink of an eye, their faces were already pale, their backs were dripping with sweat, and their eyes were full of fear.
"Senior. If you have something to say, senior, don't get angry!"
The shirtless man, the purple-bearded old man and the black-robed man were all slumped on the ground at this moment and began to beg him for mercy. Only the old scholar in blue, although his face was pale, still did not give in. Instead, he gritted his teeth and said:
"This is Tianhe City. Even if your cultivation is advanced, why don't you still do it here?"
Master Lianxin's eyes narrowed slightly, and the spiritual power in his hands gathered. A powerful momentum swept around him, causing other monks in Chunjiang Pavilion to stay away.
Just when his momentum reached its peak and he was about to take a step forward, a voice behind him suddenly said calmly:
"Why should you be angry, fellow Taoist? It's just a few juniors talking nonsense, and it's not worth your taking action here."
The person who said this had a lazy tone and seemed a little cynical, but after hearing this, Master Lianxin was slightly stunned, and then suddenly turned his head.
"Three idiot fellow Taoists?!"
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, making it look like a fairyland on earth.
Hundreds of little Taoist boys wearing green robes and buns on the back of their heads were shuttling on the sapphire road, going back and forth between the various lofts.
Some of them were holding incense burners, some were holding wooden trays, 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 Taoists 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 and looks like a giant alchemy furnace.
From the top of the pagoda, there is green smoke coming out from time to time, but there is no sapphire road around the pagoda, and no boy 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 three-year-old Taoist boy, who seemed to be the oldest. When he saw him stop, he immediately shouted:
"Why do you still have time to be dazed? There is still a furnace of 'Shenshen Dan' prepared by the Lord in Tanxiang Tower to be fanned. If the time is delayed, you and I will both be unable to eat and walk around. Hurry!"
"But, senior brother, don't you think it's strange? When did the 'Yuanyang Tianjin' tower in the middle start to smoke?"
"Huh?"
The Taoist boy behind him looked in the direction he pointed, frowned slightly, and murmured: "It's true! I've 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 could finish his words, he was hit on the back of the head by the Taoist boy behind him.
"What are you thinking about? Don't want to die?"
The older Taoist boy said angrily: "I told you on the first day you came here that you can only take the road with sapphire stone slabs. If you just step out of the stone road, you will die immediately without even ashes."
Shit! Open your eyes again and take a look, is there a sapphire road near the 'Yuanyang Tianjin' tower?"
After looking at it carefully for a few times, the young Taoist boy replied somewhat sarcastically: "No."
"That's alright, just do our part and forget about the rest!"
"oh"
The young Taoist boy responded, looked back helplessly, turned around and followed the older Taoist boy, walking along the sapphire stone slab towards another attic.
