Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

It turns out that I am the master Xiuxian. Chapter 62 of the main text volume licked nothing at the end. Li Nianfan led Yao Mengji and Qin Manyun back to the courtyard.

At the door, Yao Mengji stood for a long time, looking at the couplet uncontrollably, as if fascinated, his mouth uttered with exclamation and tusk from time to time, which greatly satisfied Li Nianfan's vanity.

This old man looks sloppy and has a bohemian appearance. He's unexpectedly familiar!

At this time, Xiao Bai had already opened the door, "Master, welcome home."

Yao Mengji was taken aback, and forced a calm stroke of his beard, and said: "Prince Li, I heard Man Yun talk about it, this spirit is called Xiaobai?"

Yes, you say that you can be smart.

Li Nianfan was too lazy to explain, nodded and said: "It is indeed called Xiaobai, but in fact, he can only help open the door and do housework."

Doing housework?

Yao Mengji's eyes twitched slightly.

If you give it to me, believe it or not, I will give it up like a grandma?

Li Nianfan raised his leg into the courtyard, and said with a smile: "Come in and sit down."

Yao Lao took a deep breath and made sufficient psychological preparations before stepping into it.

That's the case. The moment he stepped into the yard, he was still short of breath and his eyes were shining.

Sure enough, as my disciple described, there are treasures everywhere here. The most important thing is that these treasures that countless people regard as treasures are placed so casually everywhere, so visual impact, who can bear it? .

However, his brows were suddenly raised, creating a feeling of heart palpitations inexplicably.

The Tianxinqin, which was originally quiet in his spatial ring, seemed to sense something terrifying. When the sound of the piano trembled, the strings began to tremble crazily. This feeling was like a human trembling.

Pseudo-immortal weapon, although there is no weapon spirit, it has already produced a trace of mind, obviously afraid of something here.

Yao Mengji quickly calmed Tianxinqin, his eyes swept across the courtyard, but his pupils shrank suddenly.

A long stone bench was placed on the left side of the yard, and a guqin was placed on it.

The body of the guqin seems to be made of an unknown dead wood. It is not regular, but twists like a snake. The traces of the years can be clearly seen on it. There are seven strings on it, each of which is actually colored. They are all different, they look very strange.

Yao Mengji couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. He had been immersed in the piano for thousands of years, and he could tell at a glance that this piano was extremely extraordinary!

This yard is full, even **** is a rare treasure, how can a guqin be a common product? I am afraid that it is a depreciation.

No wonder Tianxinqin will react so much, the gap between the two is too big, just like a mortal meeting an immortal, he will naturally be in awe.

The closer you look, the more you can feel an aura of vicissitudes coming to your face, like a predatory monster, about to swallow yourself.

Immortal tools are not to be offended!

Yao Mengji quickly retracted his gaze, not daring to look again.

With a humble smile on his face, he said to Li Nianfan: "Young Master Li, the bad guy said that you like to eat a snack called jelly. I brought it to you today."

He is always alert to the rules of an expert, so he didn't mention the name of the Thousand-Year Xuanbing Liquid, and...want to say that it is a "jelly" but it can enhance the intimacy of an expert.

"Oh?" Li Nianfan was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but say: "You are too polite."

On the road, too on the road!

Last time I just said casually, I didn't think that I really remembered it in my heart, and I brought it here in just a few days. He is so good at being a man, I want to come to this old man in the world of cultivating immortals, he must be an exquisite person.

Seeing Li Nianfan's joy, Yao Mengji immediately lifted his heart. With a wave of his wrist, a small rockery appeared in the courtyard, matching the creek passing by, it was a little poetic.

The rockery is emerald-colored, shining in the sun, and extremely beautiful.

Li Nianfan wondered: "This is?"

Yao Mengji explained: "Mr. Li, the jelly is produced from this material."

"So that's the case." Li Nianfan suddenly realized, and was greatly surprised. It was unexpected that people would even move the jelly production machine in their homes. This intention is really touching.

He stared at the rockery, but saw that the top of it was in the shape of an inverted cone, and half a drop of jelly was hanging on it, but it had not yet fallen.

The things in the realm of cultivation are really interesting. I don’t know what this rockery relies on. It can actually produce jelly continuously.

Li Nianfan looked at it strangely, then smiled and said, "It's an interesting thing, then I will accept it."

He had tasted the jelly last time and found that apart from the good taste, there was no change on his body, so he felt that this jelly should not be regarded as a treasure for the cultivator.

After all, if he is a mortal, he shouldn't have any reaction if he is a real treasure.

If you think about it, you can't cultivate at all. Immortal cultivators can't be so stupid as to give them a treasure of heaven and earth.

For this reason, Li Nianfan accepted it without rejecting it. After all, it was someone's intention.

Yao Mengji and Qin Manyun showed such expressions as expected.

This kind of baby is just an interesting thing in Li Gongzi's mouth. If it weren't for Li Gongzi who just likes to eat jelly, I guess he wouldn't like it.

Yao Mengji said with joy, "Young Master Li likes it."

Li Nianfan nodded, wondering: "Why doesn't the jelly on this fall down? I still want to taste it."

Yao Mengji quickly explained: "Young Master Li knows something, it will take ten years..."

However, before he said anything, he saw ten drops of jelly dripping from the rockery.

Yao Mengji and Qin Manyun's eyes were dumbfounded, their mouths opened slightly, and their brains buzzed.

what's going on? Thousand-year Xuanbing, you have changed, you were not like this before!

Li Nianfan's eyes brightened, and he laughed and said: "Interesting, it turns out that it also needs voice control, yes, yes."

He thought of light bulbs and lighters, these two things are also voice-activated, very convenient.

He continued facing the rockery: "Ten more drops."

"Tick to tick."

Ten drops fell quickly, without hesitation.

Yao Mengji felt a little pain in his brain, his eyes were red, as if he had been wronged, and he had an urge to cry.

Thousand-year Xuanbing, you really have you!

I licked you for thousands of years, and you only gave me a drop of thousand-year-old Xuanbing Liquid every ten years. It's all right now. When I met an expert, I just licked it as a dog.

How awesome are you?

Li Nianfan looked at Yao Mengji, "By the way, what did you just want to say?"

Yao Mengji smiled awkwardly: "No...nothing, I was just about to tell Master Li that this thing relies on sound...sound control."