Where the wind chimes sound, there is a god

Chapter 50 Yuanxu Zangliu
When the Pipa song was finished, the sounds and music faded away. After a moment's pause, everyone came back to their senses and applauded. Many scholars and literati praised the beauty of such a famous piece, asking how it could be forgotten in history.

Someone immediately wanted to copy it down as an example of a work.

Chen Beimo stepped forward and said loudly: "Everyone, time only makes people grow old, and we seek a little happiness in the good weather. Let's tune together. The immortals will play a pipa song.

How can we stay young forever in this floating life? Don't be afraid to laugh when you are drunk. You must believe in the truth. When will all the things in the world be over?

The flowers are in full bloom and the moon is full. I wish to enjoy the Yunhua Never-Nighting Marquis with you all. "

As soon as he finished speaking, a servant had already prepared a tray with cups of fragrant tea on it.

On the first floor is Hongluo iced tea, which is light and sweet and quenches thirst and relieves dryness.

The tea on the second floor is Bihua tea, which has the color of blue clouds and morning glow and is suitable for wealthy families.

On the third floor is the teapot. Tea has been soaked in water, relieving worries. Tea is like wine, relieving sorrow and soothing the heart.

After everyone finished drinking, they applauded and praised the drink endlessly.

Seeing that everyone had finished drinking, Miss Qingyu stepped forward and said with a smile: "How can this scene not echo the beautiful scenery of 'May we live long and share the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart'? Please look up."

The guests looked in the direction her finger pointed, and saw that the lights had gone out again, with only the candles on the second floor still on. Chen Beimo's Yunhe Xianque jade bell swayed gently, and the music of the rings and pendants rang out. It rose up without wind and flew to the top of the hollow attic, scattering countless pink and bright red petals. The sound of the piano came along and the tune started again.

The roof was hollow and was pushed up by Chen Beimo. Coincidentally, the moon was at its zenith at this moment, and the moonlight sprinkled down along the floors, illuminating the flowers in the building that had already bloomed for ages. The immortal was flying under the moon, and the flowers and the full moon were in harmony.

Many people were shocked and shouted "gods", many women were mesmerized by her beauty, and poets and scholars were fascinated by the artistic conception.

The flowers are in full bloom and the moon is full, but the guests are still not satisfied.

Shen Baoniang, dressed as a pipa player, slowly walked onto the stage. The candles were lit one after another. She bowed to everyone and said with a smile, "Thank you for your support today. Today is the day for our official opening.

Not only can it be drunk during the day, but also at night. Regardless of day or night, whenever guests come, they will be served tea. "

The audiences in the audience cheered one after another, and amid the bustle, the fame of "A Beautiful Moon Over Flowers" would spread throughout Yunzhou City, and was bound to become a big hit inside and outside the city.

On the rooftop, Chen Beimo listened to the hustle and bustle in the building and looked up at the moon. The coldness has its own advantages, and the bustle has its own advantages.

All he has to do is to walk through this bustling world, keep a cool heart, and see me wisely.

Chen Beimo jumped up lightly, and without much effort, he flew over the eaves as if he was performing a martial art, and returned to Yushui Garden.

He was about to fall back into the house and looked around the mansion as usual, but he found a faint mysterious light hidden in the water in the southwest, right next to his own canal.

Chen Beimo frowned, jumped up and came to the ditch.

He put his index and middle fingers together to form a sword finger, thrust it into the water, and shouted, "Open!"

The next moment, this ditch, which was less than ten feet wide, was split apart by an invisible force. The water at the bottom of the ditch piled up on both sides, and the contents leaked out.

But what he saw was a black river turtle as big as a small table lying at the water inlet of his own yard.

The river turtle was awakened by the waves. It raised its head and called out, and even spoke in human language: "Master Immortal Official, spare my life!"

Chen Beimo was also startled by it and frowned, "Since you have awakened your spirit and become a demon, why don't you practice in the water palace and come to the human world?"

"Please spare my life, sir. I really have no other way to escape, so I took refuge by borrowing your breath. I have absolutely no intention of harming the human world." The river turtle explained hurriedly.

"Tell it like it is."

Chen Beimo didn't say much, but let it explain.

"The little demon was originally a river turtle from the Ying River Water Palace, and has been practicing for 181 years.

The lord of the Naying River Water Palace is a demon king who practices the Renshui tradition. He has thirty-six demon generals under his command, who are in charge of different sections. He is also called the river god by the people living along the river.

The story of Jincheng is about a great demon of the Bixia Dao, called the Xia Shen Demon General. One hundred and ten years ago, she swallowed the essence of a female bird and gave birth to a Xiazhu. Every year on the Double Ninth Festival, she swallows a demon with rich blood.

This year, they targeted the little demon, and the little demon had no choice but to hide in the human world to avoid being tracked down. It happened to encounter the breath of Kanshui in the right position, so it stayed there. "

"I don't want to get involved in the affairs of the aquatic people. Go back to where you came from." Chen Beimo was cautious. The Ying River flows through the Three Kingdoms and is a famous river. The owner of the mansion is most likely a real person who has reached the divine realm.

I don't want to cause trouble for no reason.

"Sir! Please have mercy and save the little demon!" The river turtle begged after hearing his words: "Sir, Kanshui has been the king of water and the god of rivers, lakes and seas since ancient times.

As long as you are willing to take the little demon in, the demon will definitely not dare to say anything. Moreover, with you here, his evil ways cannot be discovered at all, and he will not get into any trouble.

"I am willing to stay in your house to protect you. I have cultivated the Xuanxu Cangliu, which can nourish the aura of good fortune and pray for good luck. I will follow you till death."

After hearing this, Chen Beimo changed his mind. This black turtle was very intelligent, and it was not impossible for him to explain the interests involved right away.

"In that case, I will accept you first. If you do anything wrong, I will take the armor on your back and use it as a six-line spell!"

"Yes! Yes! I, the little demon, thank you, sir!" The black tortoise bowed down hurriedly.

Chen Beimo waved his sleeves, and a light cloud of mist lifted it up and sent it to the Siying Pool in the mansion.

With a "splash", the old turtle fell into the water, stirring up layers of waves.

Chen Beimo stood in the pavilion looking at the black turtle in the water, thinking that this old turtle was so smart that he might not be able to detect if it was deceiving him.

So, just to be on the safe side, he rolled up his sleeves, rang the golden bell, and chanted, "I drank from the jade cup like a dream, a dream that lasted for thirty years."

The old turtle immediately became dizzy and turned around in circles in the pond, not knowing what to do.

"Was there any lie in what you just said?"

"It's half a lie."

Chen Beimo's heart skipped a beat and he said, "Tell the truth."

"I discovered the secret of the Cloud Mirage Monster General. The treasure it bred was called the Female Light Cloud Pearl, which is one of the most valuable water treasures in the world.

She was afraid that the news would leak out and the mansion master would find out and snatch me away, so she chased me."

"Female Light Pearl?" Chen Beimo silently remembered it in his heart, and then asked: "What is the cultivation level of the Green Mirage Demon General?"

"He has practiced Taoism for six hundred years, which makes him a second-level spiritualist in the human world."

Chen Beimo memorized them all and asked some more questions before letting the turtle go and resting.

There are many benefits to accepting this turtle. Ordinary evil spirits will no longer dare to break into the house. Moreover, Cang Liu can avoid disasters and escape from robbery, which is a good Taoist tradition. Keeping it will always help with luck and feng shui.

Of course, this old turtle's cultivation is still shallow, and Zang Liu's effect on him is extremely small, but it is of some use to the mortals in the family.

After one night, Shen Bao Niang began her busy business career. She was busy every day and could not return home to rest until dark.

Wang Chengze gradually became the shopkeeper of Tingyu Pavilion, making umbrellas and doing accounts in the pavilion all day long.

Lao Wu, the housekeeper, was also entangled with many trivial matters. He had to politely reject many dignitaries who came to visit him, as well as countless matchmakers.

The flowers and the full moon that night made Chen Beimo's good name spread to the ears of women in the city, and many unmarried girls were looking forward to seeing him.

He doesn't need to worry about these things, Lao Wu will handle them for him.

Chen Beimo only practices meditation in the deep courtyard. Even though he is in a busy city, this quiet place can still help him cultivate his mind and cultivate his character.

He took three-tenths of the raccoon's whiskers, called Chengze, handed him the whiskers, and instructed him: "These are three raccoon whiskers. Put them in a small wooden cylinder and do not open it lightly.

If you are in danger, take out one of these, hold it in front of your mouth, and blow hard at it. Then you can freeze anyone you meet for the duration of an incense stick."

"Wow, it's really so magical!" Chengze was full of excitement. He took the beard and said happily: "Thank you, Master!"

"This is for your protection, not for you to show off or play with." Chen Beimo said worriedly: "Remember this. I will go to the deep mountains in a few days, which may be as short as half a month or as long as more than a month.

If anything happens at home, you can go to the Siying Pond and call an old turtle named Yuanxu. Use the magic bell I gave you to shake it. It is an old turtle that has cultivated to the Tao and can protect you."

"What! There's also an old turtle monster!" Chengze asked in surprise and joy, "Will it eat people?"

"I won't take it in if it eats people. You can feed it some scraps of food when you have free time and just take good care of it."

Chen Beimo rubbed his brows and said, "Don't take these weird things too seriously, remember your own business."

"Yes, Master, don't worry! I will remember it!" Chengze responded with a smile.

As the days passed, the teahouse had a constant stream of customers after it opened. The girls were resourceful and could use various humorous and popular methods such as music, chess, calligraphy and painting to retain customers.

There were more and more secret books in the underground dark room, recording all kinds of news from all over the world. Chen Beimo would also take a look at them in his spare time, so as not to stay in the deep courtyard for a long time and be unaware of major events in the outside world.

After a long journey, Qinghua Jushi finally came back one night and found Chen Beimo.

"Sir, I have delivered the letter. Not only did your brother have no problems after taking the elixir, but his skills have greatly improved. He is now a second-rate expert."

Mr. Qinghua looked at him hopefully.

Chen Beimo stood in the courtyard, his face showing no emotion, he just smiled and said, "Thank you for your help, Master.

I have another pill here, the Elixir of Deliverance.

If you add in my Qi circulation method for you, breaking through the so-called first-class perfection will not be a problem.

It may even give you a glimpse of the legendary innate warrior realm."

"Thank you, sir, for the elixir!" Mr. Qinghua bowed excitedly.

"You're welcome, this is a request from the immortal." Chen Beimo helped him up, but said with embarrassment: "It's just that, Master Qinghua, you are already old, you are already eighty years old, right?

If I continue to seek the way to immortality, I am afraid I will never find the way in my lifetime. Even if I find the way, I will not be able to enter the right path due to my age. "

"This..." The joy on Qinghua Lay Buddhist's face disappeared instantly, and he said in a heavy voice: "Is there nothing the immortal can do?"

Chen Beimo sighed and said, "There are many things in this world that even immortals cannot do."

"Yes, if immortals really can do everything, then why are there so many injustices and tears in the world? I should have thought of it earlier." Mr. Qinghua's eyes dimmed, and he whispered in a daze.

"But, everything depends on human effort." Chen Beimo suddenly said, "Mr. Qinghua, if you are willing to trust me, why don't you try martial arts?"

"Martial arts?" Qinghua asked in a low voice: "Martial arts is also Taoism?"

"Martial arts may not be a way. Immortals have their own way, and martial arts may not be without their own way. There are so many things in the world, how can we know everything?" Chen Beimo said solemnly: "If Qinghua Jushi is at my disposal, I may be able to help you become an innate warrior, or even a higher realm."

"I already know my destiny. Even if you are willing to let me try, I will sacrifice my life for you!"

Taoist Qinghua bowed to him respectfully and said, "I only ask you to give me a chance."

"Okay, I'll do my best."

"I must sacrifice my life."

The two looked at each other and had no regrets in their hearts.

Chen Beimo would not use the magic bell to capture the souls of the stronger and closer people he was to. This was because the weaker ones could use the magic bell to capture their souls, and even if the magic bell was gone one day, it would still not hurt him.

But if a person is strong and uses the magic bell to control others, if one day he is seriously injured or encounters other accidents, these people will become a threat to his life.

But with emotional ties, resonance, and the same goals and ideals, they are still one of their own regardless of whether Fa Ling is there or not.

Chen Beimo didn't keep him hanging, but directly took out the elixir for him to take.

Then he sat in meditation on the spot, practicing qigong and regulating his breathing, circulating the Taihua Sutra, and a cloud rose above his head.

Chen Beimo sat cross-legged behind him and used the Kan water method to circulate Qi into his body. The Ren water rushed the Yang, the Gui water nourished the Yin, the Zi water conceived the Qi, and the Hai water produced the blood, bringing all the tendons, veins, Qi and blood of the Taoist Qinghua to the peak.

Taoist Qinghua closed his eyes and concentrated, guiding all kinds of energy in his body to circulate and move. He had never felt such a magical power before. The internal force in his dantian was transformed into a kind of true energy. A new sense of energy converged, and the momentum around his body grew stronger, forming a strong whirlwind. When the wind rose, the water rose.

As Feng Shui changes, life will naturally come into being.

A bit of wind energy rose above his head. The old Taoist Qinghua suddenly stood up, put his fingers together and held the sword, releasing a series of green sword energy. The sword energy hovered in the air and not only did not dissipate, but instead merged into his body.

Taoist Qinghua looked delighted, and spun around and landed. Even though he was already eighty years old, he was still overjoyed and said, "I've done it! My inner skills are complete, my qi has become the true power, and my breath is the sword!"

Chen Beimo smiled and said, "Congratulations, Master. Now you can be said to be dominating the martial arts world and no one can rival you anymore."

Taoist Qinghua woke up from his joy and said, "Thank you, sir! I am now considered a half-step innate warrior. I can't mention it in the martial arts world, but in the cultivation path..."

Chen Beimo smiled comfortingly, "Even among the cultivators, ordinary seventh or eighth-rank cultivators will not be able to beat you. If those who are lacking in fighting skills lose the advantage in magic, they may be defeated by you."

"Is that really the case?" Taoist Qinghua asked in disbelief, "Can I be compared with those immortals?"

(October 11)
(End of this chapter)