[Quick Pass] Perfect Raiders

The huge palace was somewhat empty, with smoke rising from the incense burner in the middle, and a person half-lying on the soft couch in front of him, with a large cloak over his white Taoist robe, his long hair like a crow's feather was scattered randomly, and a few strands were spread on the piano.Fortunately, the person who plays the piano is not focused, and only occasionally fiddles twice.

Seeing the two people coming in, he lazily got up and sat down.

"Your cultivation level!" Qin Ming rushed over regardless of etiquette.

"It doesn't matter. I practiced too fast before, so I just suppressed it during this time. The spiritual power has been scattered into the body, but it is stronger than you."

Wei Xun held the wine glass, squeezed it lightly, and the fine Lingyu shattered into several pieces, while his hands were as slender and fair as ever, without even a mark.

"The wine glass is gone, so I can't invite you to drink."

In fact, both of them had cups in their storage space, but neither of them dared to say anything, and just sat blankly on both sides of Wei Xun.

"Why don't you speak?"

Wei Xun straightened his messy hair and sat upright.

"Little uncle, are you alright?" Si Linglong asked cautiously.

"It's okay, but I can't leave the peak yet, and I have to rest for a while."

"I... can I see your wound?"

"Linglong has grown up, so I won't show it to you."

As soon as Wei Xun finished speaking, Qin Ming looked over with burning eyes.

"What are you looking at? It's not like you haven't seen it before. Besides, you are dozens of years older than Linglong."

Qin Ming slumped down again.

"It's a rare get together, I got something good recently, show it to me for a long time..."

"Master didn't let me go out. This is the wine made by Senior Sister Mu, and she entrusted me to hand it over to you." Qin Ming took out more than a dozen jars of wine from the ring and placed them beside Wei Xun.

"Wow, Senior Sister Mu is eccentric. Last time I went to ask for it, she gave me a sip. It was sweet and sour...it didn't taste good, and it made people panic." Si Linglong recognized the fragrance as soon as she smelled it.

"Today, let's open an altar and try Nephew Mu's handicraft."

Wei Xun has always been estranged and polite in terms of address, no one can fault him, like Si Linglong, people older than her call her Linglong, Wei Xun just follows the crowd.Only Qin Ming can make him call Ah Ming, a little more intimate.

Qin Ming obediently took out new drinking utensils, saw Si Linglong begging pitifully, and brought her a cup as well.

The taste is indeed as sweet and sour as Si Linglong said.

It was lingering and sentimental at the entrance, and then lovesick to the bone.

"The word love is too much." Wei Xun said lightly.

He had also met Mu Qinglian, she was indeed a woman who could not fault her.

People are still alive, but their hearts are dead.

That body of cultivation could allow her to live for thousands of years, but it was very meaningless.

"Senior Sister Mu found the forbidden technique of raising corpses from the Sutra Pavilion, and said that she wanted to bring Senior Brother He back from the dead." Qin Ming began to talk about what happened during this period.

"The master also agreed. But the senior sister said that she would insult the reputation of the sect, so she asked to leave the sect. She has already left with the body of the senior brother. I don't know where she is going."

"..." Wei Xun had touched He Qiguang's corpse, and he was completely dead, his soul was gone, maybe even his true spirit was gone, and he didn't know how Mu Qinglian wanted to be resurrected.

"Ugh……"

Qin Ming took a big gulp of wine.

"I thought I could be a carefree fairy... Life is messy now. It's not as good as when I was young, I lived with my grandfather on the mountain, and I only had to think about eating and drinking every day."

"I can't help my brother, I can't help my sister, and I can't even help my little uncle."

"It would be great if the master accepted a more powerful apprentice."

Qin Ming gulped down another half jar of wine.

"Little Martial Uncle, is Brother Hei always like this?" It was the first time Si Linglong saw the indifferent and cruel Qin Ming muttering like an eighth woman.

"Maybe it's because I drank too much wine today."

"Oh, Senior Brother Hei is so stupid. Sister Mu didn't tell me when she left... I won't have any friends to play with me anymore." Si Linglong lay down on the low table worriedly.

"The sect will accept new disciples into the mountain gate, and they may be able to meet with each other."

"If you can't play anywhere...how can you be the same." Si Linglong's status is respected, and her temperament is not easy to get along with. She doesn't have playmates of the same age, and she is mischievous because she is too lonely.

Most of the immortal cultivators are cold and self-reliant, they come and go as they please, and Si Linglong's childish nature is incompatible with Taiqingzong.

"Little uncle, can you play a tune for me?"

"What do you want to hear?"

"Young master, tell me a few names, and I will choose the one I like."

"Mountains and flowing water, sunset flute and drums, night moon in Xunyang, white snow in spring, Q&A with fishermen and woodcutters, rest in Guangling..."

"Just that Yangchun Baixue!"

"Yangchun" means that all things know spring, and the gentle breeze means;

The fresh and smooth melody flowed from Wei Xun's fingertips. The lively and brisk tune didn't quite suit him, but he had drank some wine before, and now he looked good. Sitting in the hall, he was like a zhilanyu tree, and the hall was full of brilliance, with his usual arrogance Loneliness melts like ice and snow.

The sound of the piano is sometimes light and smooth, and sometimes sonorous and powerful, just like "big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate", crystal clear and full of vitality.

Qin Ming had already fallen asleep on his stomach.

Si Linglong's bright eyes stared at Wei Xun non-stop, not knowing whether to look at his hands or his face, or the whole body together, his mind was already drifting away with the music.

After playing the last verse, Si Linglong expressed admiration and repeated praises.

"Little uncle, can I learn this from you?"

"There are many people in the sect who can play, but I only have a rough grasp of the rhythm, so I can't teach much."

"Then I thought of something else in the future, can I come to my little uncle?"

"can."

"Okay! Then I'll take my brother back!"

"Be careful on the road."

Seeing that Wei Xun had no intention of keeping guests, Si Linglong could only pick up Qin Ming who was sleeping soundly from the ground, carried him up, called the waiting colorful bird, and left Tianji Peak.

I forgot to ask my little uncle, now that I have grown up, can I be considered a good-looking fairy in the sect...

She didn't know that she was wearing a fiery red cloak, her cheeks were flushed, and her complexion was even more beautiful than Yunxia. That kind of vitality from the heart was like a flame in a world of ice and snow, scorching and warm, and the disciples who saw it would linger.

"Who does the snow sing with? It doesn't make sense." Wei Xun sighed softly, and suddenly changed the tone of his fingertips.

Snow is still falling outside Tianji Peak, the sky and the earth are silent, and there is no one to be with you... It's not like there is no one, but Daoer.

"Gu Feihan, is this song good?" the pink-carved boy asked the person next to him after playing the flute.

Gu Feihan was born much thinner, half a head shorter, but he was not inferior to him in the slightest, and said coldly, "It doesn't sound good."

"Second Young Master is not feeling well, so there is no need to deliver today's dinner."

"Yes."

Gu Feihan's expression was as usual, he had long been used to Gu Zhao's third son, and he went on a hunger strike to complain.

The tricks of a woman who can't stand on the stage are despised.

It is extremely stupid to blow an extremely simple "Journey to Suzhou" like that.

Gu Feihan would be able to listen to it once. Before the bamboo flute he made was used by Gu Zhao to pass the barrel, he played it once and was praised by the professor's master.

Gu Zhao was so angry.

Anyway, he knows how to play and has no food to eat. If the flute is ruined, it will be ruined. Gu Feihan is not very angry.

"He is obviously a bastard, but he is very arrogant. I don't know where the confidence comes from."

"It's just a sick child. I don't know if I can live to reach the crown."

"What good things can a lowly person produce?"

"I don't know how to appreciate the favor of my wife, what a white-eyed wolf."

Occasionally, Gu Feihan could also hear some gossip, and found some clues from a few words.

It is said that he was induced by a concubine in order to compete with his wife for the birthright of the eldest son. He was congenitally deficient, and was born after the young master Gu Zhao, and the concubine also died.

This birth is really not glorious.

Gu Feihan didn't feel shameful, and didn't feel that he was inferior at all.

Idiots like the Gu family will kill themselves sooner or later.

He just needs to learn some skills, and in the future he will establish his own family. The world is so big that he can go anywhere.

Si Linglong never had the chance to enter Tianji Peak again, only Wei Xun's appearance often surfaced in his heart, drinking water was his reflection.

The thoughts in my heart did not dare to express, and they grew up all the time, and even my mind matured a lot.

"Daddy, didn't there be news last time, I didn't find the disciple of my junior uncle, can I help? The colorful sparrow flies fast, I promise to find it, if I can't find it, I won't come back..."

"Want to go out to play again?"

"No, I just want to help a little bit. Besides, it's too boring in the sect. Everyone runs away when they see me..."

"You go to your mother, and she agrees."

"Ah, thank you dad!"

Si Linglong rushed to Mrs. Bai in a hurry,

"Mom, I want to go to the southeast to help find my junior uncle's disciple! Dad has already agreed!"

"I agree."

"Hey! Mother is the best!"

"Don't bluff outside, you are already a big girl, even if you are an idiot, don't let others see it, it will lose face for our sect."

"Ah, I got it, I got it."

"Let your Senior Sister Feng go with you." Although Qin Ming is the only disciple of Bai Mufeng, Mrs. Bai also has a pair of disciples, which can be useful when going out.

"Mother, is it Senior Sister Huang or Senior Sister Luan?" Mrs. Bai's disciples are a pair of twins, one is indifferent and the other is gentle. Si Linglong doesn't like either of them, but to choose one... or Senior Sister Luan.

"Two go together."

"what……"

Si Linglong let out a scream and was educated for another long time.

Fenghuang looks as cold as ice, but in fact he only has his younger sister in his heart, he is very caring for his younger sister, has a strong desire to control, and is indifferent to other people.And Feng Luan looks gentle and gentle, easy to get along with, but in fact it is the same, she only cares about her sister in her heart, no matter how close she is to other people, she will turn her back on it.

But both of them are good at all aspects, and their appearance and appearance are all beautiful.

Si Linglong was originally flying on a colorful sparrow, but the two senior sisters took out the flying spirit boat, ate, drank and laughed in it, and didn't call her.

The colorful sparrow couldn't fly anymore, falling further and further away, Si Linglong yelled loudly, the spirit boat in front reluctantly stopped and let Si Linglong go up.