Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 371 After being drunk, singing wildly and drinking, after waking up, the sun and the moon will not know

"you're awake."

A sound as clear as water resounded, like a jade chime and a guqin.

Li Daoxuan turned his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and under the golden sunlight, Zhuge girl was dressed in white and was sitting in front of the window, holding her long sleeve with one hand, showing her bright wrist, and holding a white jade brush with the other hand, writing seriously What.

The blue silk is not bundled, draped over the shoulders, fluttering slightly in the spring breeze.

This scene was so beautiful and picturesque that Li Daoxuan was slightly distracted. He just felt that no matter how skilled the painter was, it would be difficult to draw the charm of Miss Zhuge at this moment.

At the same time, he also felt that he could not see through this girl Zhuge more and more. She was unrestrained and unrestrained when she was drunk and leaning on the mountains and rivers, and her elegance and calmness at this moment seemed to have suddenly changed from a madman in the Wei and Jin Dynasties to a Jiangnan who had read a lot of poetry and books. Talented woman.

"Since Master Li is awake, don't you hurry up and get down from the little girl's bed?"

Taizhen looked sideways slightly, and said with a smile: "This small bed may not be able to bear your weight, Master Li."

It was only then that Li Daoxuan realized that he was actually on her bed, no wonder there was a faint fragrance lingering around him.

He hurriedly got out of bed, put on his shoes and socks, and said, "I'm really sorry, I was drunk!"

His face was reddish, he never thought that one day he would also drink fragments, and the lost memories came back to his mind one after another. He, a monk in the state of Yin God, stumbled and fell into the stream, very embarrassed.

Thinking of that scene, he tapped his toes, embarrassing, it was so embarrassing!

Drinking harms people!

Taizhen smiled lightly, and said: "I haven't had time to congratulate the real person, just now I was in a drunken dream, the real person managed to break through the realm, and the little girl is very envious."

Hearing this, Li Daoxuan was taken aback.

Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly broken through to the late Yinshen stage!
The mana in the body surged, like a river rushing, with big waves surging, more than doubled than before!
The most important thing is the strengthening of the soul. His yin spirit is almost completely solidified, becoming more tenacious, and his perception of everything in the world is becoming more acute. Even if he closes his eyes, the surrounding scenes of hundreds of meters will automatically appear in the In his mind, the details are vivid.

Even outside the yard, a bee accidentally fell off a flower, and he "saw" it clearly.

Even if he concentrated his mind, he could still clearly see the traces of the bee flapping its wings, as if it had been slowed down dozens of times.

Stepping into the late stage of Yinshen, this means that Li Daoxuan will be more powerful when casting spells and supernatural powers, and he will be more flexible in controlling magic weapons, and his combat power will have a leap.

In addition, in the later stage of the Yin God, the soul is strong enough to completely break free from the shackles of the physical body, indulge in the world, and fly thousands of miles, just pay attention to hiding during the day and not being exposed to the sun.

Of course, if the soul leaves the body for more than seven days, the physical body will die completely. At this time, the Yin God will look for the next physical body, which is commonly known as returning the soul from the corpse.

Li Daoxuan was pleasantly surprised, he laughed loudly, clasped his fists at Taizhen and said: "Miss Zhuge, thanks to your Baihuazui, otherwise I don't know how long I will have to wait for the opportunity to break through!"

Taizhen smiled lightly, and said: "The main thing is that Master Li has excellent aptitude. My wine is only for auxiliary purposes."

Li Daoxuan was about to speak, when he suddenly thought of something, he hurriedly asked: "Miss Zhuge, how long have I been asleep?"

Taizhen pinched his fingers and calculated, and said: "Soon, maybe thirty or fifty days."

Li Daoxuan's expression froze, and he was in a mess in the room.

Thirty or fifty days...

Isn't that even the day lily is cold?
I'm afraid the Longmen Fairy Association has long since ended, how many things have I missed?

Thinking about it this way, it seems that there is not much joy left in the breakthrough.

Taizhen smiled, touched his lips lightly with the pen, and joked: "I'm lying to you, you've only been drunk for half a day, I'm really terrified that Li Dazhen trusts the little girl so much."

Li Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled wryly and said: "It's true that I have a teacher's order in me, and I must participate in the Longmen Fairy Association. Miss, don't make fun of me anymore."

After a pause, he said with a little embarrassment: "There is one more thing, I want to ask the girl for advice."

Taizhen glanced at him and said, "Let me guess, what you want to ask is related to praying for rain, isn't it?"

Li Daoxuan was cleared by her words, and sighed: "Young lady is really clever and clever. Before I checked the blind case, you said there was a problem with the Ministry of Accounts, and it was exactly right. Now that I haven't opened my mouth, you have guessed my intention again. Even if Crouching Dragon comes back to life, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that."

Taizhen smiled and said: "It's not difficult to guess, the Longmen Immortal Fair will be held soon, as a disciple of Longhushan, you will naturally think hard about the method of praying for rain, but Chang'an is full of dragon energy, and ordinary rain-seeking techniques are difficult to be effective .”

Li Daoxuan nodded, and sighed: "Although I have broken through to the late stage of Yinshen and made great progress in Taoism, I still have no confidence in calling a heavy rain."

Taizhen laughed, and said: "You are really strange, you are a hundred times better than me, but you ask me, a weak woman, for advice, even Li Dazhen, who is famous and known as the invincible under the sun god, is helpless. What can I do?"

Hearing this, Li Daoxuan smiled wryly, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

He couldn't help laughing at himself, he really messed up and went to the doctor in a hurry. Miss Zhuge is indeed smart, knowledgeable, and has a strategy, but the matter of asking for rain is different from investigating the case, and it can't be solved by wisdom.

It can only be said that the other party gave him a very strange feeling. Although her cultivation base is not high, she is extremely intelligent. It seems that she can come up with a solution to any difficult problem in the world.

Li Daoxuan shook his head, and said: "It's Meng Lang who is poor, I hope the girl will forgive me."

He looked at the sky and said, "Miss Zhuge, it's getting late, I'm going back to Chang'an, and I'll come see you again when the Longmen Fairy Association is over."

Although he didn't solve the trouble in his heart, Li Daoxuan was very grateful to Zhuge Qing.

And when he gets along with her, he feels very relaxed. This thatched hut hidden in the depths of Zhongnan Mountain gives him a feeling like a paradise, far away from troubles and the world, allowing people to gain inner peace.

Taizhen finally finished writing the last word. She stopped writing, blew on the ink, and said with a smile, "I just finished writing the method of praying for rain. Are you sure Master Li wants to leave?"

Li Daoxuan stopped, and he turned around suddenly, looking at him in surprise.

"You... didn't you say..."

Taizhen put down his pen, leaned lazily on the wicker chair, stretched comfortably, and said with a smile: "Under normal circumstances, little girls really can't help it, but I really like the poem by who is called Master Li. Woolen cloth."

She covered the paper with her jade hand, blocking Li Daoxuan's gaze.

"It's still the old rule, one thing for one thing, you recite the poem you sang when you were drunk, and this way of praying for rain will be given to you."

Li Daoxuan was a little ashamed and said: "That is not a poem I wrote, but I have heard it occasionally."

Taizhen chuckled, and said: "There are not many books in this world that I have read. I am afraid that there are not many of them. Li Zhen is talented, so why should he be too self-effacing?"

After a pause, she said, "In a word, should I change it or not?"

Without further ado, Li Daoxuan immediately said: "Change, must change!"

……

A moment later, Li Daoxuan left the cottage.

Chacha got drunk and fell asleep on the ground in the yard.

He shook his head and smiled, walked over and picked her up, put her on the rattan chair in the courtyard, took out a big cloak from the gourd of the three realms, and put it on her body.

"Drink...it's delicious..."

Chacha reeked of alcohol, tightly wrapped in a cloak, talking in her sleep.

Li Daoxuan touched her head with a smile, and then glanced at this warm and quiet courtyard, and just now he picked up the magical power of Zhaoyun and flew to Chang'an.

In the thatched cottage.

Taizhen leaned against the window, watching this scene quietly, with a gentle smile on her face.

She picked up the pen again and took out a book from her bosom. After opening it, what came into view was lines of chic and handsome handwriting.

"For the first time, the wind and moon rose in the thatched cottage in Nanshan, and I didn't know if it was an old friend when we met."

She turned to the blank part and began to write the second story.

"The second time, after getting drunk, sing wildly and drink, and when I wake up, I don't know the sun and the moon."

The ink is fragrant and elegant, and the characters are like dragons and phoenixes.

An hour later, she had finished writing the second chapter, reading quietly in the sun, with a faint smile on her lips.

"You can't see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, and it runs to the sea and never returns. You can't see it, the bright mirror of the high hall is sad and white, the morning is like blue silk and the evening turns into snow..."

She recited this poem softly, her eyes brightened, and her aftertaste was long.

"The poetic talent of the younger brother is probably not inferior to that of cultivating the Tao."

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