The master of cultivating immortals protects me

After the poetry competition, seeing Prince Longqing with a stinking expression on his face, the prince was in a good mood and decided to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and ordered someone to carry up the treasured guzheng.

A sharp-eyed person could see that this guzheng had a lot of background, and Chen Linger exclaimed: "Could it be the Qingzui who is known as the world's number one guzheng?"

"This guzheng has been passed down in the world for thousands of years. It was made by a master zither for the famous oiran at that time thousands of years ago. Although the two came from different backgrounds, it is hard to find a bosom friend in the world of mortals. The master zither and the oiran got together because of the music. It became a pair of Bi people who stayed together for a hundred years, and this qin has been handed down to this day, and it is called Qingzui." Fenghuang explained the origin of this zither to Xu Xiaofeng.

When he saw the Qingzuiqin, Prince Longqing's expression flashed with astonishment for a moment. His face seemed to be covered with ice and snow, and he was so cold. They were all taken out.

Originally, it was a close contest, but now the balance of victory has tilted towards the prince and the others.

Lord Longqing lowered his eyes, his mind was already spinning a thousand times, and suddenly he heard the conversation between Feng Huang and Xu Xiaofeng, his eyes lit up and he had already made a decision in his heart, and when he raised his eyes again, he didn't look at the prince who was provoking him, but He looked in the direction of Xu Xiaofeng and Fenghuang.

Seeing Lord Longqing looking at her, Xu Xiaofeng thought inwardly that something was wrong, this guy didn't want him to fight, did he?Although he can play the guzheng, he is definitely an amateur. If he really wants to compete, he will definitely lose the rhythm.

But soon Xu Xiaofeng realized that he was wrong, Lord Longqing's eyes rested on him for a while, and then fell on his master: "A few days ago, this king heard the Lord Yin mention Mr. Feng's unparalleled piano skills. , there is no one in the world, it is rare that Mr. is here today, I wonder if we have the fate to listen to Mr. Qin's music?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, it was difficult for Fenghuang to refuse.

The person who came out from the side of the prince was the mysterious beautiful girl, Miss Lou. Under the red plum tree, the woman plucked the strings with her slender fingers. It's just that the guzheng is good, and the girl here is also good at playing the guzheng.

After the song came down, all the people present were intoxicated by the melodious sound of the piano.

Jaw raised slightly, the girl upstairs didn't even look at the people on Lord Longqing's side, she turned around and stood up from the guzheng and returned to her seat, with her haughty demeanor, Xu Xiaofeng immediately forgot what happened just now beautiful piano sound.

It doesn't matter how good-looking, such a bad personality is far worse than his master.

Xu Xiaofeng was a little upset at the moment, the little girl made it clear that she looked down on his master.

Standing up suddenly, Xu Xiaofeng tiptoed to his master's side, lowered his head and met Fenghuang's gaze, with high spirits: "Senior brother playing the piano, as a junior brother, I can't sit here and present a sword dance. I also hope that you will not be disgusted."

Unexpectedly, this Young Master Feng also came out, the prince glanced at the other's empty waist, and said: "Young Master Feng, how can you do sword dance without a sword?"

"A sword has no eyes. If it hurts someone else, it's not good. I will replace it with a plum branch." A hint of cunning flashed in Xu Xiaofeng's eyes, Xu Xiaofeng stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction where the girl sitting in the building, and a section of plum branch on top of the girl's head gave out a crisp "click." Chi" it broke and flew directly into Xu Xiaofeng's hands.

The accumulated snow on the branches sprinkled the woman's body one after another, and Miss Lou suddenly lost her elegance and shouted in panic.

Knowing that Xu Xiaofeng was standing up for himself, Feng Huang couldn't laugh or cry at his apprentice's childish behavior for a while, when he looked up, he met Xu Xiaofeng's smiling face looking at him, and seeing the plum branch in the other party's hand, Feng Huang couldn't help but raise his head. The corners of his lips curled up.

Speaking of which, he and Xu Xiaofeng had never been like today, under the red plum tree, on top of the snow, one played the piano and the other danced with swords.

Fiddled with the strings, although the sound of the Guqin in his hand is not as clear and beautiful as that of the intoxicated Guzheng, it is like a fairy magic, and the clear and ethereal sound of the Guqin flows under Fenghuang's fingertips.

If the qin music in Miss Lou's hands is the most beautiful qin sound in the world, then Fenghuang's Guqin music is a piece of fairy music that does not belong to the world.

With a plum branch in hand, Xu Xiaofeng closed his eyes, his heart followed the music of the piano, his body moved with his heart.

The snow was like fine salt sprinkled in the air, and the bright red flowers were falling from the branches. Between the heaven and the earth, only he and him were left.

In a trance, Xu Xiaofeng's mind suddenly flashed some fragments that he had never had before.

It was also a snowy day, the north wind was blowing the ground and the white grass was breaking, and the snow was flying, not like pieces of goose feathers.

Finely crushed like powder, like sand, not sticky, sprinkled on the thin brown branches, on the ground, on the withered grass.

When a gust of wind blows in, these fine pieces of snow will fly vigorously, shining brightly in the sun, like a thick fog enveloping a flame.

He was a crow, a small black crow standing alone on a dead branch.

A little crow representing doom, fear and death, homeless and with nowhere to go.

The snow that was as fine as powder sprinkled all over him, but it still couldn't cover up the blackness of his feathers.

He stood there blankly, trying to look into the distance, trying to find the future he couldn't see.

Under the sun, in the flying snow mixed with broken gold, he saw a man, a man in white clothes that outshine the snow.

As if aware of his gaze, the man turned around and raised his head towards him. When the man smiled at him, at that moment he saw his future, the most dazzling light in the world .

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It has only been less than three days since I came to the imperial city, and the names of Mr. Feng and Mr. Feng have spread all over the streets and alleys. The matter of the competition spread out without knowing how, and it became the talk of the people in the imperial city after dinner.

The reason lies in that cold and arrogant Lou girl.

Xu Xiaofeng and Feng Huangcai left Fireworks Town on the front foot, and unexpectedly met the first oiran of Zongzheng, who was famous in the imperial city, and it was Miss Lou.

Zongzheng Oiran is elected once a year, and the previous Zongzheng Oiran held the oiran seat for ten years, until the oiran seat became vacant after Congliang married last year, and this Miss Lou just ascended to the oiran position , the woman who is highly sought after by dignitaries in the imperial city, no wonder her attitude is arrogant and indifferent when she is in the palace.

Everyone heard that in the palace, Miss Lou did not beat Mr. Feng's qin music by relying on her intoxication. You must know that Miss Lou won the position of oiran by virtue of her superb piano skills, and now someone has won Miss Lou. , this suddenly pushed Fenghuang and Xu Xiaofeng to the forefront.

I don't know who is spreading the rumors again. It is said that Mr. Feng is still a rare Baoling cultivator. Not only was he attracted by Prince Longqing, but he also attracted Tianling cultivators from other countries. Zongzheng Imperial City is busier than a scorching summer day.

"What the hell is this?!"

It is no longer a rumor, it should be a fact to be precise.

Leaving the palace and returning to the inn, Xu Xiaofeng almost tripped as soon as he opened the door, and he didn't know who was so heartless, and stuffed letters one after another into his room from under the door, almost piling up It has become a hill.

He randomly took out one and opened one, the corners of Xu Xiaofeng's eyes twitched, he threw the letters aside and took a few glances at the other ones, without exception, they were all - love letters!

"Forget about that Longqing guy. How come Gongsun Zhuang has nothing to write me about this kind of thing. He's usually quite honest."

Among these letters were Lord Longqing and Gongsunzhuang. Besides, there were also some Tianling monks from Zongzheng or Aobei countries that Xu Xiaofeng had never heard of.

"I didn't receive so many love letters in my previous life." Xu Xiaofeng murmured while looking at who wrote the rest of the love letters, "Is this Baoling identity really so attractive?"

Fenghuang casually set up a magic circle to isolate the breath and voice of conversation in the room from the outside world, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes revealed a bit of teasing: "You can try it."

Xu Xiaofeng was just about to ask what to try, when he suddenly smelled an alluring sweet fragrance, he couldn't help taking a deep breath, these charming fragrances were better than the cold fragrance of plum blossoms, this sweet fragrance penetrated into the In every pore of his, melted into his blood vessels, settled between his lips and teeth...

Feng Huang no longer hid the treasure spirit aura on his body, the thick fragrance filled the whole room and drowned Xu Xiaofeng, his eyes were red and his breath was short of breath, Xu Xiaofeng who was affected by the treasure spirit aura immediately rushed towards his master.

Reason has already been crushed to pieces, and now Xu Xiaofeng understands what his master means by "trying it out", and he understands more deeply what it will be like to be a heavenly spirit when facing a treasure spirit. Reaction.

Logically speaking, the aura of the Baoling cultivator who has fused with the Lingzhu with Tianling will be different from before. Most of the aura of Baoling will become lighter, even so light that it is not much different from ordinary human spirits. , similar to the taste of clear river water.

Basically, it is difficult for Baoling who has fused with Lingzhu to attract other heavenly spirits, but there are exceptions to everything.

Today's Fenghuang can be regarded as a fused treasure spirit, but the aura on his body has not become dull and boring like other treasure spirits, at least in Xu Xiaofeng's view, it has become stronger than before.

It lacks the cool fragrance of a garden after the rain, and has a more mature smell, like a plump and juicy fruit, Xu Xiaofeng can't get enough of it.

"Do you want to confess your identity as a celestial spirit?" Leaning in Xu Xiaofeng's arms dripping with sweat, Feng Huang pulled a strand of his apprentice's hair and played with it in his palm, just like a very tired but also very satisfied Leaning lazily like a big cat, not wanting to move.

Letting Xu Xiaofeng pretend to be Baoling at the beginning was just a matter of Fenghuang's favor, but now there is no need for Xu Xiaofeng to continue to play Baoling, and secondly, in the Plum Garden, I saw those heavenly spirits who were very considerate to Xu Xiaofeng, even though he knew that Long Qing The prince and the others cared about Xu Xiaofeng only because of his Baoling status, but Fenghuang always had a little taste in his heart.

"Then Longqing and the others must hate me to death. Although I don't care, but if I really confess now, it will be a lot of trouble."

It is true to be afraid of trouble, but what Xu Xiaofeng is really afraid of is that once he confesses his identity as a Tianling, what if those bastards suspect his master?Although his master is used to hiding the aura on his body, he can smell it as long as he gets close to him, especially recently with their joint practice, the aura of treasure spirit on his master has become stronger and stronger.

Xu Xiaofeng already had an idea in his heart, after taking care of the master to fall asleep, Xu Xiaofeng sat in front of the desk and wrote a piece of paper and pasted it outside the door, with five words written on it: I have the owner, don't disturb!