Chapter 102: Playing the piano with the Yaochi Saint
Since he did not see the Yaochi Saint here, Zhang Wenchang left quickly after exploring the stones here.
Not only are those little bandits hanging out here, there are young disciples from the Jiang family and the Ji family, and even some young strong men from other holy places have come here after hearing the news.
Zhang Wenchang doesn't want to be recognized by others, or feel blocked, so he thinks it's better to stay away from these places where people gather.
That night, Zhang Wenchang, who was meditating, suddenly felt something in his heart. He stepped out and walked towards a lake outside Yuancheng.
The melodious sound of guzheng came from the distance, and he walked over looking for the sound.
Beside the lake, there was a mist of fairy mist, hazy and shrouded there.
The sound of the guzheng, which is like the sound of nature, comes from the mist, washing people's souls and making people relax involuntarily.
This guzheng is melodious, exuding a subtle and soft artistic conception, and a fresh smell that is endlessly memorable.
Although there was a cloud of mist, Zhang Wenchang still sensed that there was a peerless fairy inside, gently stroking the guzheng.
She looks like someone who has emerged from the world, as if she is not stained by the breath of the mortal world. It is really a beautiful picture.
Zhang Wenchang felt as if a scene appeared in front of his eyes. In the world of misty clouds and fairy mist, the beautiful buildings and jade buildings were looming, and a pure and flawless woman sat cross-legged among the clouds...
This kind of guzheng music can make people's moods rise and fall with the music. Her attainments can be said to be transcendent and refined, and her skills are close to the Tao.
It contains a magical power that can not only mobilize people's moods, but also animals.
In the lake in front of him, a large group of fish gathered in the water, shaking their heads, like a group of cuties dancing in the water. The rhythm was stuck at that point, and they seemed to be completely immersed in the sound of the guzheng. Ding dong ding dong.
This is Zhang Wenchang taking out his guqin and playing it. The sound of the guqin is melodious and vague, waving in all directions.
When he put his hands on the guqin, he instantly entered an ethereal state.
He gently stroked the strings, his hands dancing like butterflies, agile and light.
The beautiful and peculiar rhythm is like flowing clouds and gently floating breeze.
The tinkling sound of the guqin can be heard far away in this quiet moonlit night, like a clear spring flowing or moonlight flowing, giving people an ethereal and ethereal feeling.
In this special artistic conception, Zhang Wenchang also has a cloud of mist surrounding his body, making his figure hazy.
Under his fingers, a beautiful chapter flows out, outlining a poetic and picturesque scenery.
A group of birds stirred when they heard the wind, and more and more beautiful birds were attracted, circling around Zhang Wenchang, and some landed around his body.
The sound of guzheng came from the opposite side, and the beautiful sound sounded again.
Zhang Wenchang gently strokes the strings, and the melodious sound floats everywhere, like mountains and rivers, looking for close friends, and like the fairy music of Guanghan, which is intoxicating.
The woman opposite and Zhang Wenchang are both close to Tao, and they are exchanging musical insights.
Zhang Wenchang plays the guqin as smoothly as flowing clouds and flowing water, and with a wave of his hand, it seems as if the night has begun.
The moonlight in the sky falls like water, and the light of countless stars falls like a waterfall.
Between the two of them, a fairy palace loomed, with exotic flowers and plants, rare birds and animals, and a group of fairies dancing gracefully, as if they were about to ride on the wind.
On the land around the lake, vegetation is growing crazily, flowers are blooming, and the fragrance is fragrant.
Zhang Wenchang's piano sound seems to contain incredible magical power. His whole body is exuding precious light, and he is agile and ethereal.
After a long time, Zhang Wenchang withdrew from that artistic conception.
He opened his eyes, and a beautiful woman came to him. Her whole body was shrouded like moonlight, and her whole body seemed hazy and unclear, but it gave people a feeling of purity and flawlessness.
Zhang Wenchang's eyes flashed with purple light, and he finally saw the graceful jade body clearly.
She has a slender figure, and her celestial body is built according to the standard golden ratio. Her figure can be said to be perfect.
Her whole body was shrouded in a layer of clouds, and most people would definitely not be able to see her appearance and body clearly, but Zhang Wenchang has a pair of evolving divine eyes.
Not only did he see that peerless face, he also saw a body as white as jade.
Her speaking voice was like the sound of nature, as if it had a strange magical power.
After she finished speaking, Zhang Wenchang seemed to have woken up from a dream and understood what she was talking about.
"When you speak like this, the charm of the Tao contained in it makes people feel good unconsciously. It's really amazing." Zhang Wenchang thought to himself.
No one paid attention to the voice of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi. They could only remember that his words were very beautiful and pleasant, and contained a fairy charm.
"My fellow Taoist is a young master of some sect, but his understanding of the guqin has reached this level." The voice of the Yaochi Saint is very pleasant.
Zhang Wenchang originally blurted out that he was a disciple of Taixuan Sect, but when he said it he changed to: "I am a non-sectarian cultivator. I am used to being free and do not like to be restrained in a sect." "Fellow Taoist has reached this level by exploring alone. It's really amazing!"
"The fairy must be the Yaochi Saint, right? Your guzheng is also wonderful and intoxicating. This is the best guzheng sound I have ever heard."
"That's right, I am the Saint of Yaochi. I wonder who my friend's surname is?"
"I..." Zhang Wenchang hesitated and said, "I am Zhang Wenchang."
Perhaps influenced by the charm of the great road in the words of the Yaochi Saint, he unconsciously said his real name, thinking that the Yaochi Saint would not harm him. After saying it, he regretted it, changed his appearance, and carefully hid it.
To reveal his whereabouts to a stranger so casually.
"Zhang Wenchang? This name is very familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere!" After thinking for a while, she suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are the audacious wanted criminal who burned the Ji family to death, Yaoguang Holy Land, Zifu Holy Land, nearby
The ruthless men of the ten elders?"
"Yes, I am the legendary ruthless man who burned many people to death. They wanted to kill me, but I was helpless and had no choice but to fight back."
"I have finally changed my appearance now. I hope the fairy can keep it a secret for me and not tell others. It will be a big trouble if I meet someone from the Ji family or the Yaoguang Saint level here."
"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so careful. When I saw the wanted poster, I thought you were so domineering. I didn't expect you to be scared. You are hiding from me. Don't worry. I will never reveal your whereabouts. Just
Based on your accomplishments in Guqin, I believe you are the victim!"
Zhang Wenchang was stunned. He didn't expect that the Holy Maiden of Yaochi was also a crazy music lover. After the two played the piano, they actually talked like friends.
