The First Saint of Alchemy

Rao Baoyue looked at it for a while and said in surprise: "Doesn't it mean that this is a magic weapon from ten thousand years ago?"

"This is inevitable!" Tang Yan nodded firmly.

"Do you know what this is?" Rao Baoyue asked, pointing to a pattern on the back of the metal plate.

Tang Yan looked closely and found that it was an arc with two intersecting tails. He couldn't tell what it was exactly, so he frowned and said:

"It looks like a fish and should represent a certain force."

"Smartness is indeed a fish, but it is not a force, but the personal symbol of the weapon refiner Xiang Xiaoyu!" Rao Baoyue explained.

"Senior Xiang was a weapon refiner from ten thousand years ago?" Tang Yan asked in surprise.

"She is a close friend of my teacher. She just turned 100 years old this year. I didn't expect Xiaoyu to be so powerful. At just a hundred years old, she could refine a magic weapon that has been passed down for thousands of years." Rao Baoyue exclaimed in amazement.

Tang Yan's scalp went numb for a moment and he began to greet shopkeeper Qin's ancestors.

In the flash of lightning, Tang Yan reacted and cursed: "In broad daylight, the world is clear, I didn't expect such a profiteer to be hidden near Danmeng!

He actually sold me small items from previous years as if they were magic weapons that lasted for thousands of years!

How dare you ask for ten middle-grade spiritual stones!

Is this a loss of morality or a lack of humanity? "

It's not enough to sell it miserably, but it also needs to reflect the characteristics of this gift. Tang Yan continued: "Master, although the year of the magic weapon is wrong, the music contained in it is unparalleled in the world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Yan felt himself being restrained by an invisible force. Before he could recover, a huge force knocked him down and he fell directly to the ground.

A lump of meat sat on him, and pink fists fell from the sky like heavy rain.

""The Dawn Wind and the Waning Moon", right? "The Friendship Between Fish and Water", right? "Old Dreams in the Skylight", right? Isn't it a unique work of the famous music master Liu Rusi?"

While beating Tang Yan, Rao Baoyue revealed the origin of the magic weapon: "It's all bullshit!

It's just a song recording performed by a kaiko that Qi Lin found in Fireworks and Willow Alley!

One low-grade spiritual stone can buy ten, but you just opened your mouth and bought ten medium-grade spiritual stones?

Are you treating me like a fool? "

Tang Yan, who was being beaten, had forgotten even his screams at this moment.

Kabuki recording?

Can one low-grade spiritual stone buy ten?

This is far from what the seller described. Shopkeeper Qin, how dare you brag!

Seeing how irritable Rao Baoyue was, Tang Yan guessed that she had already suffered from endocrine disorders.

Looking at it this way, I might as well buy Dragon Note!

Although he had the Five Elements Hegemony to protect his body, Tang Yan was not stupid enough to provoke Rao Baoyue.

If the female devil really used her full strength, Tianqingfeng would be able to make dumplings today.

I could only scream loudly and beg for mercy.

After Rao Baoyue finished taking care of Tang Yan, she felt a little more relaxed and said coldly: "Get out!"

Tang Yan hurried down the mountain, not daring to stay for a moment longer.

After Tang Yan left, Rao Baoyue returned to the table, poured herself a glass of wine and took a sip.

I looked at the metal plate on the table and wanted to throw it away, but I thought it was designed by my friend, so I took it and opened the panel.

Rao Baoyue was stunned for a moment when he saw the name of the track.

Guanglingsan? Q\u0026A for fishermen and woodcutter? Three Plum Blossom Lanes?

Has the song been renamed? Or have you released a new song?

I ordered Guangling Powder, and the sound of the piano rose.

The sound of the piano not only uses techniques such as fretwork, portamento, variations, and modulation, but is also mixed with the sounds of guzheng, pipa, jinse and other musical instruments.

Rich, diverse, well-proportioned, and refreshing.

I thought it was a cheerful piece, but soon after the sound of silk crackling, the sound of the piano suddenly accelerated.

Countless notes came out together, majestic.

The exciting rhythm is like thousands of troops marching on the snow.

She seemed to be in an era of war and chaos, becoming a knight walking in the shadow of swords and swords.

Under the influence of alcohol, Rao Baoyue's breathing became rapid, his chest felt like a fire, and he felt his blood boiling!

The song ends, and the aftertaste lingers.

The devil's delicate cheeks were covered with a layer of pink frost because of her excitement.

She drank the wine in a hurry and was about to go down the mountain and beat up the four disciples. Then she thought that her master had no name, so she had no choice but to give up.

Rao Baoyue can play the piano and understands the music.

The artistic conception of this piece is so high that it is indeed a masterpiece in the world!

Could it be that that boy didn't lie to her?

Immediately, the second song "Mountains and Flowing Waters" automatically played.

The steady and thick sound of the piano sounded, with a high register, a wide range and a slow rhythm.

In a trance, Rao Baoyue seemed to see a majestic and majestic mountain in front of her, which made her heart become peaceful and solemn unconsciously...

One song after another.

Her state of mind kept rising and falling with the sound of the piano.

After listening to the ten songs, she felt that her martial arts shackles seemed to be loosened.

Taking a deep breath, Rao Baoyue looked outside the hospital with complex eyes.

Although the metal plate is not valuable, she should be happy to receive this gift!

Wrong call!

…

Another day passed.

Spiritual wilderness world, north.

Behind the academy, Hanlin Mountains.

Although the dean and the fifteen sages all looked tired, they still continued to send literary energy to the statue of the Literary Sage.

"The evil spirit has weakened!" someone shouted.

Everyone also felt that under the suppression of Wen Qi, the evil spirit was gradually fading away, and their spirits could not help but rise.

After a while, all the billowing black smoke disappeared into the abyss and no longer spilled out.

The sixteen people felt the pressure on their bodies lighten and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"The dean knows things like a god, and the demon clan is really strong on the outside but strong on the inside!" Everyone praised one after another.

The dean stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Since ancient times, evil has always prevailed over good. Literary energy is the righteous energy of heaven and earth. If it is suppressed by evil energy, how can the way of heaven exist?

Everyone, work together to strengthen the sealing power of Wen Sheng! "

Everyone responded, white light surging from their bodies, awe-inspiring righteousness condensing over the abyss, flowing with mysterious laws.

Finally, the literary energy condensed into a pen and rushed downwards.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the pen of Wenqi disappeared at the bottom of the abyss.

The fog at the bottom of the abyss suddenly dispersed, and everything became clear!

"The seal of the demon clan channel has been repaired. Everyone, please go back and rest." The dean waved his hand.

Everyone dispersed.

Mengyao returned to her yard and found Wang Jiaoxi from the academy standing at the door of the yard, as if waiting for her.

"Wang Jiaoxi, why are you here?" Mengyao asked in confusion.

Wang Jiaoxi's hair has turned white, but he is in good spirits. Mainly responsible for the teaching work of the academy and guiding students in their literary cultivation.

Hearing this, he smiled, took out five books from the storage ring, handed them over, and said gently: "I'll give you a few books. If you have time, you can read them!"

Mengyao hurriedly took it, becoming more and more curious: "Are these books important? Why do you need the teacher to send them to you personally?"

"You'll know after seeing it!" Professor Wang didn't say it clearly, smiled slightly, and bowed to say goodbye.

Mengyao came to the yard with the book in her arms and curiously looked at the books in her hands.

The books are newly printed and still smell of ink.

The covers are all beautiful, but the titles of the books are "Gua Determining the Universe" and "Slaying the Dragon". At first glance, it looks like a popular Chinese book with no nutrition.

What's there to see in this thing?

However, since the instruction was sent, it would never be without purpose. She picked up a copy of "Sword God" and flipped through it.

Although she didn't like reading this kind of works, Mengyao still took in the author's witty and humorous writing style.

After reading it, she realized that there was indeed a lot of mystery in this story.

Different from common tacky novels, this book does not use gaudy, bloody, ugly and other sensational ways to stimulate readers' attention.

On the contrary, there is warmth, justice, and kindness everywhere...

Many works that blindly emphasize noble intentions often end up being unrealistic, divorced from reality, and unappetizing!

But this story is extremely profound.

After reading it, people can't help but take "Ye Fan" as a role model and plant a seed of kindness and justice in their hearts!

The story reached the end without even realizing it.

“It’s so well written!”

Mengyao couldn't help but sigh and turned to the last page.

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