The fear of cultivating immortals comes from insufficient firepower

"Engraving is done in the heart between each brow, and thoughts are reflected in the painting."

"It's stained with ink, and thousands of letters are yellow. In the quiet night, your window screen is slightly bright."

"..."

"I dance with my sleeves and wander back in my dreams, and my lovesickness fills my heart..."

"She is nostalgic for the tears of pear blossoms, quietly painting red makeup and waiting for someone to return... The beauty left in the sky is slowly haggard..."

As the song Rolling Bead Curtain was sung line by line, Long Wuhui's heart soon began to be amazed.

Both the lyrics and the music score give people an infinite sense of reverie.

Who is the woman wearing red makeup beside the bed, and who is she waiting for?

Soon, the song ended, but Long Wuhui's heart could not be calm for a long time.

She had never seen music like this.

I have to say, it’s very flavorful.

Just now, he was just singing along with the score. Soon, Long Wuhui started to follow the music on the score.

While playing the guqin, he sang the lyrics.

Unexpectedly, after using the guqin as accompaniment, the artistic conception would be different.

Until the performance was completely finished, Long Wuhui was still intoxicated in it.

After a long time, Long Wuhui came back to his senses and saw that there was a message from the other party under the music score.

"Hello, Senior Sister Long Wuhui, I'm Qu Shuoren."

"Due to my fault before, senior sister was misunderstood. Qu Shuoren feels very sorry."

"I heard that senior sister likes music, so I made this piece as an apology to senior sister. Please don't dislike it."

His words were simple, he didn't say any love words, he just expressed an apology.

But Long Wugui didn't expect that this song was composed by Qu Shuoren himself, and it was composed specifically to apologize to her.

Ever since, Long Wuhui was already very interested in Li Xiaofan, and now he was even more curious.

After thinking about it, Long Wuhui waved his hand and opened the door of the training room.

"Xiaoli, bring me some paper, ink, pen and inkstone."

Hearing this, the female disciple guarding the door was confused, but she immediately agreed.

Not long ago, the paper, ink, pen and inkstone were delivered to Long Wuhui's hands.

Afterwards, Long Wuhui quickly wrote a reply letter to Li Xiaofan and handed it to the female disciple.

"Help me send it to the Third Elder Peak and give it to Qu Shuoren."

"Remember, this matter must not be revealed."

Seeing that her eldest lady looked very serious, the female disciple immediately made her promise.

After putting away the envelope, he left Dragon Soul Palace.

Here, as soon as the female disciple left, Long Wuhui closed the door of the training room again and started playing again.

Not long after, Li Xiaofan, who was drawing talismans in the cave, heard a strange woman's voice coming from outside the cave.

"Excuse me, is Junior Brother Qu at home?"

Li Xiaofan did not hesitate, quickly opened the cave door, and came outside.

When she saw Li Xiaofan, the female disciple didn't waste any time and took out the reply letter and handed it to him.

"Junior Brother Qu, this is given to you by Senior Sister Long Wuhui."

After saying that, the woman turned around and left without making any stop.

Li Xiaofan didn't expect that the other party would reply to him so quickly.

After returning to the cave, I immediately wanted to see what the other party had to say.

As a result, there were only a few lines in the letter.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Qu, for giving me such a good piece of music. I like it very much."

"Also, I can't blame you for what happened today. Zhuang Bi has already received his punishment. Junior brother doesn't have to blame himself for this."

"In addition, if junior brother is also a person who likes music, we can communicate more."

After reading it, Li Xiaofan couldn't help but smile.

Originally, Li Xiaofan thought that the other party might not like this song, and he had prepared several other songs.

Anyway, it’s all plagiarized, and Li Xiaofan won’t blush.

But now it seems that the effect is still very good.

With this in mind, Li Xiaofan once again took out a few blank sheets of paper and wrote several more songs.

However, after finishing writing, Li Xiaofan did not give it away immediately, but collected it.

As the saying goes, haste makes waste, good things must come step by step, not all at once.

So, in the next few days, Li Xiaofan asked Long Yuan to help him go to Longtou Peak every two days to deliver a letter.

The result was even better than Li Xiaofan expected. Long Wuhui really liked these songs.

Every time Long Yuan finished sending a letter, it wouldn't take long for Long Wuhui to reply to him.

At first, the two just talked about some musical insights.

After more letters were exchanged, the two of them started talking about music and cultivation, and finally even talked about life insights.

Because of this, Li Xiaofan got to know Long Wuhui better and better, and the two seemed to have become pen pals who talked about everything.

Of course, Li Xiaofan knows how to play hard to get.

Therefore, in the letters exchanged, no admiration for Long Wuhui was ever revealed.

Similarly, Long Wugui never talked about his emotional problems.

All the words between the lines are just discussions about music and life.

Finally, after a month of tireless efforts.

On this day, Long Wuhui said in his reply that he wanted to ask Li Xiaofan out to meet him and have a face-to-face exchange of ideas about music with Li Xiaofan.

Perhaps because he knew that Li Xiaofan was engaged, he was afraid that meeting in the sect would cause unnecessary criticism, so Long Wuhui also set the location outside the Dragon Soul Sect.

Of course, Li Xiaofan would not refuse and directly agreed.

So early the next morning, Li Xiaofan left the Dragon Soul Sect alone.

Xiaozhu Mountain is located about thirty miles west of Feilong Mountain.

This mountain is not high, and the whole mountain looks like a pearl. Hence the name Xiaozhu Mountain.

The place agreed upon by Li Xiaofan and Long Wuhui is right here.

Such a short distance, with Li Xiaofan's speed, he arrived quickly.

Unexpectedly, Long Wuhui arrived earlier than him.

At this time of morning, the sun has not yet risen.

They saw Long Wuhui sitting alone on the top of the mountain, still stroking the guqin on his lap.

Li Xiaofan smiled slowly and flew over quickly.

Seeing Li Xiaofan coming, Long Wuhui immediately turned around.

A rare smile appeared on Gujing Muha's face, which was usually calm.

"Junior Brother Qu, you are here."

Li Xiaofan nodded, took out a futon, and sat down not far from the other party.

"Sister, have you been waiting for a long time?"

Long Wuhui shook his head: "No, I just arrived."

Afterwards, Long Wuhui couldn’t wait to discuss musical issues with Li Xiaofan.

Regarding these, Li Xiaofan, who was a professor in the art department in his previous life, naturally spoke up.

Even if you don't know something clearly, you can plagiarize other people's words and start making nonsense.

The two of them talked from early morning to noon, talking about music and cultivation. Long Wuhui became happier and happier as they talked.

Some of Li Xiaofan's opinions were something she had never heard before.

By this time, Li Xiaofan also felt that the heat was almost there and it was time to start his own plan.

Thinking of this, Li Xiaofan suddenly pretended to have a lonely look on his face, and even sighed slightly.

Seeing this, Long Wuhui immediately asked, "Why did Junior Brother Qu sigh? Is there something bothering him?"

Hearing this, Li Xiaofan sighed even louder.

"Oh, to be honest, senior sister must also know that I am a spiritual talisman master."

"After these years of enlightenment, I have always wanted to draw a sonic talisman, but I am missing something, so I still haven't been able to succeed."