wait until the fireworks cool off

They were all ironed by the sound of the flute, which was extremely refreshing.

Although he was young and couldn't express the artistic conception of these nine tunes and eighteen bends, he had an innate appreciation for the most beautiful things deep in his heart.He watched him play intently, and felt that there was no scenery around him, as if there was only one flute player in the world.

Qing Yu blew for a short time, then turned to look at him: "Do you believe it?"

Sheng Xiaomo was looking at him in a daze with his cheeks propped up, but was called back by the sound, and quickly nodded vigorously: "Xianzun, you play really well!" After speaking, he turned his small eyeballs again, and tugged at his mouth. Sleeve: "Xianzun, I also want to learn, can you teach me?"

"It's not difficult to learn," Qing Yu said with a smile, "When you start the Ritual and Music class, there will be an immortal instructor to teach you, so don't worry."

After Sheng Xiaomo listened, she shook her head like a rattle: "The immortals are not good at teaching, and they can't play as well as the immortals, so I don't want them to teach."

"How old are you? Do you dare to pick on the level of the fairy guide?" Qing Yu laughed.

Sheng Xiaomo is really not afraid now, although her voice is immature, her tone is serious: "Although I don't know how to do it, but I know that if you are good at playing music, you should let me listen to it, if I can't hear it, I will be considered a fairy Director, it’s hard to convince me.”

Qing Yu was a little surprised in his heart, this little baby is not very big, but he has a bit of courage in his views.

"So, what I'm blowing can still reach your ears?"

"The Immortal Venerable played very well!" Sheng Xiao said hastily, "But...it's just that I don't like this song very much, but it makes me a little sad."

Qing Yu was curious: "It actually made you sad?"

"Well," Sheng Xiaomo nodded lightly, but her grape-like eyes were a little downcast, "It's not the kind of sadness of being punished by Master. I went to throw darts and lost to me all the gold and jade he won me, and it didn't make me happy."

Qing Yu and Yan explained: "Xiao's sound quality is low and mellow, and it's not suitable for playing happy tunes. If you don't like it, don't learn it."

"No no no," Sheng Xiaomo hurriedly shook his head, "I don't hate being unhappy, I like this voice very much," he rolled his sleeves, his deer-like eyes were sincere and pleading: "Xianzun teaches Me?"

Qing Yu pondered for a moment, cast a spell to conjure a burning candle in his hand, then made a blowing mouth shape, and blew lightly on the candle, and the candle was extinguished.

"If you can blow it out like me, I'll teach you how?" He relit the candle and handed it to Sheng Xiaomo.

Oh, what's the problem?

Sheng Xiaomo also imitated him, made a "husband" mouth shape, and blew a breath on the candle, but the candle sapling trembled twice, but it was still burning tenaciously.

Sheng Xiaomo couldn't believe his eyes, he blew hard a few more times, and the saliva came out, but the candle flame swayed left and right, but he couldn't blow it out.

Qing Yu looked at him puffing his cheeks and working hard, smiled and said: "Take it back and practice hard, when it blows out, come to me again." Then he got up and left.

Sheng Xiaomo stared blankly at the candle in his hand, surprised and confused, seeing him get up and walk away, thinking that he had made a fool of himself, so he called him timidly and unwillingly: "Immortal Venerable..."

Qing Yu stopped, turned around, looked at him and said softly: "Since you are the apprentice of senior brother, you can call me uncle from now on."

Uncle?

Suddenly returning to his senses, Sheng Xiao Merton felt overwhelmed, and hurriedly replied: "Yes! Uncle Master."

Qing Yu smiled slightly.

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For the next three days, it was rare for Sheng Xiaomo not to run around in peace.Xiaowa, who has never been able to find anyone, actually sits in front of the desk most of the time, puffing her cheeks and blowing hard at a burning candle. The candle flame is shaken by him but never goes out.He blew until his cheeks turned red, and he changed several candles, but he never tired of it.When asked what he was doing, he didn't say a word, just smiled like a trick.Although the senior brothers were curious, it was rare to see him finally stop going to Fangjiewa to cause sabotage. They only thought that he had some weird bet with Zhuran again, and they let him go without looking into the origin of it.

Finally on the fourth day, Sheng Xiaomo took a deep breath and blew it down. The candle flame weakened as usual, but it never re-ignited.

He literally blew out the candle!

Wow!

Seeing that both of Xiaowa's eyes were shining, he hurriedly held the smoking candle, as if he was holding some rare treasure, and swished his imperial sword out of the Palace of Unrequited Love.

"Uncle Master! Uncle Master!" Xiao Wa rushed all the way into the Hall of Ecstasy, shouting loudly, not even caring about etiquette, "I blew out the candle!!!"

Qing Yu was reading a book in front of the desk at that time, and when he heard the clear and clear voice shouting from far to near, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Unexpectedly, he really has such patience.

"Come in, I'm in the main hall." His voice echoed, and Sheng Xiaomo could hear it clearly outside.

Excitedly holding the extinguished candle and running into the hall, Xiaowa looked at Qing Yu, opened and closed her lips for a while, and then knelt respectfully in front of the desk: "Master, I blew out the candle, what you said counts." ?”

Qing Yu looked at the little baby in front of him, his face was full of unconcealable excitement, his lips were bright red due to blood congestion, and his cheeks were also flushed, obviously he believed his words and really put in an honest effort to blow out the candles.For some reason, he was a little moved, as if he saw some similar eyes and expressions.He closed the bamboo slips and said with a smile: "Since I said it, it counts. It's just that the beginning of learning the flute is a long and boring process. Can you persevere?"

"Yes! I can!" Sheng Xiaomo hurriedly expressed his determination: "If my uncle teaches me, I will definitely learn it with my heart! If I don't concentrate, my uncle will beat me hard with a cane."

Qing Yu couldn't help laughing, although these words were childish, they were also straightforward and cute.

"Okay, then I believe you," Qing Yu then led him to the apse, "Amo follow me."

Armor?

"Did uncle call me?" Sheng Xiaomo was a little curious.

Qing Yu didn't realize what he said, seeing Sheng Xiaomo in a daze, he smiled and said, "What are you doing in a daze?"

Sheng Xiaomo immediately came back to her senses, and hurriedly followed, as if she hadn't run past the magical creature in her mind just now.

Qing Yu took him to a stone room in the apse, under the alcove in the middle of the stone room, there was a square black lacquered wooden box, he captured the wooden box with immortal power, and saw the wooden box glow white After a flash, it slowly opened from the middle.

Sheng Xiao was dumbfounded.

In the wooden box, there are nine flutes floating in random order. The hole flutes are of different lengths, made of bamboo, jade, wood, silver or even gold. It's not unusual at first glance.

"Just pick the one you like," Qing Yu said.

Sheng Xiaomo was astonished, did Master Uncle let him choose randomly?

"Master, I..." Sheng Xiaomo bit her lips.Although he is young, but when faced with Qing Yu's generosity, he feels a little embarrassed, what if he ruins such a good thing?

Seeing that the little baby seemed to be frightened, Qing Yu instantly understood what a nine-year-old child had seen, but he didn't think carefully.

Thinking of this, he patted his head lightly, and said kindly, "Amo, this blowing flute is similar to playing the piano and dancing swords. If you can get a high-grade one at the beginning, your future studies and enlightenment will be smooth. A lot. If you can study hard, this flute will gradually communicate with you and help you improve. Over time, it might be impossible to beat those who are proficient in swordsmanship and immortality."

Sheng Xiaomo's eyes flickered: "Master Uncle means, if I learn flute well, can I use it as a weapon?"

Qing Yu nodded: "Of course. But it depends on your own thoughts."

Seeing his encouraging eyes, Sheng Xiaomo approached the wooden box with a steady mind, and saw that he gently stretched out his hand, as if scooping water, and passed his hand through the floating flutes, with the palm facing up, But did not take any.

However, at this moment, the most beautiful and most radiant silver flute flickered for a moment, as if the power of levitation had been released, and it floated into his palm. Gradually tighten this one.

Qing Yu was slightly startled.

He asked him to choose Xiao, but he asked Xiao to choose him.The child's intelligence and heart nature really surprised him.It's no wonder that he inadvertently picked out the best treasure in this box.

"Master, I want this one." Sheng Xiaomo carefully brought this silver flute to Qing Yu's eyes, signaling him to choose it himself.

"Okay," Qing Yu nodded calmly, not forgetting to tell: "This one is the best among them, you have to treat it well."

"Yes." Xiaowa looked solemnly, "Master, can I try?"

"Of course, it already belongs to you." Qing Yu reassured.

Sheng Xiaomo put the silver flute to her mouth, and blew a little hesitantly.

The silver flute made a dull sound, which was really not pleasant.

Damn!

He hurriedly took Xiao away from his mouth with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Qing Yu chuckled: "Don't be impatient, Mo. Although you have breath now, you still can't control it. You have to take your time."

Sheng Xiao stuck out her tongue, "Yes."

After a long period of time, Mo Yan found that the Palace of Unfeeling Lives became more peaceful, the roof tiles seemed to be gradually leaking, and the flowers and plants grew lushly. I didn't look at it, and no one knew where he went.

But on the side of the Palace of Ecstasy, Xiaowa looked up at the wooden shelf that was full of scrolls and bamboo slips, which was much taller than him, with a curious expression on her face.

"Master, what are these?" He stood on tiptoe and playfully poked those scrolls with his fingers, as if poking an animal.

"All kinds of classics