Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

It turns out that I am the elder Xiuxian. The 63rd chapter of the main text volume is unbearable. Yao Mengji can't wait to give himself two big slaps.

Who is Li Gongzi? A transcendent and sanctified existence is the way to speak!

Thousand-years of Xuan Bing can also compete with himself, and in front of Li Gongzi, it is naturally as humble as he is.

It is a great honor to be regarded by Li Gongzi. How could it be possible that it is still a drop in ten years and does not want to be mixed up?

Qin Manyun was so shocked that he didn't know what to do, and just wanted to stand humble and be an airman.

Li Nianfan smiled and said, "If you have no merit, I can't take your things for nothing. Let's talk, what do you want?"

Qin Manyun knows Luo Shiyu, and 80% of this old man also knows Luo Huang and Bai Wuchen. They are also people in the cultural circle. After listening to some of their own things, they must be itchy. This is why he came here admiringly. Make friends in the text.

Such enthusiasm is obviously also desirable.

The pursuit of cultural people is nothing more than seeking words or painting, or playing chess and tasting tea.

Xiuxian asked that although Li Nianfan was a noob, he was still worthy of the culture, and he had been trained by the system devil for five years.

It's rare to encounter such a group of friendly immortal cultivators. If you can build a good relationship with them through cultural exchanges, then your safety in the immortal cultivation world will be greatly improved.

I just don't know whether these few people are bigwigs in the world of cultivation. It would be better if you let yourself hug your thighs.

Whether it was the magical medicine and grass in the yard, or the incident of the cultivators flying all over the sky before, how could these things be solved so easily if it weren’t for the relationship between himself and the cultivators?

It's good to enjoy the cool under the big tree.

When Li Nianfan said so politely, instead of being happy, Yao Mengji's heart slammed. He only felt his scalp numb, and his hairs were erected all over his body. He was extremely nervous.

test!

It is definitely a test!

How should I answer this question from an expert?

If it is a free gift, the expert will definitely not believe it and appear to be insincere. If the request is made, how will the expert think of himself? Moreover, what can I ask for? How easy is it to take things from an expert?

The measurement between these is too difficult to grasp!

If an answer is not good and an expert is not pleased, then he will definitely be cold!

In just a few seconds, he felt longer than a century, and a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

It's worthy of being an expert, it's terrible, just a single sentence implies countless deep meanings. I have been practicing for a thousand years, but I don't know how to answer.

In the end, he could only bite the bullet and said: "I...I want to ask Li Gongzi to point me...to give some pointers."

Li Nianfan shook his head. This old man was too vague and out of touch.

Perhaps this is a common problem of cultural people.

"You want me to show me how to play the piano, right?" Li Nianfan said directly.

From the moment he entered the door, he noticed that Yao Mengji was staring at the guqin in his yard. When talking, his eyes would peek at the guqin from time to time. With that cautious appearance, fools can see that he has a special guqin. 80% of his feelings are piano lovers.

Yao Mengji was overjoyed, and said quickly: "Yes, exactly!"

Worthy of being Li Gongzi, I'm afraid I've already seen that I'm walking on the piano road, if he can point himself to one or two, it would be a great blessing.

Li Nianfan said, "I can't talk about it, just communicate with each other."

"Then Young Master Li, shall we play together or..." Yao Mengji asked weakly.

"No ensemble." Li Nianfan didn't want to shook his head and refused. He was a mortal, how could he have the courage to play with the immortal cultivator, too long?

This group of immortal cultivators moved mountains and filled the sea. If spiritual power gushes out when they play the piano, it hurts who they want to cry.

"Why don't you play it first, I'll listen to it." Li Nianfan pointed to the guqin lying over there and said, "My piano is over there, do you want to try it?"

Yao Mengji's whole body trembled, his face flushed, and his breathing was sudden, as if he had heard something incredible.

He couldn't believe it and said with certainty: "Young Master Li, can I really play your piano?"

"It's just a piano, what can't be done." Li Nianfan felt quite amused, and the old man's reaction was absolutely stunning.

Call, call

Yao Mengji quickly controlled his breathing, and secretly said: "Calm down, you have to be calm, and you can't be surprised in front of Li Gongzi."

His eyes were fixed on the guqin, like a pilgrimage, walking towards the guqin step by step.

This is a fairy!

Do not! It should be said to be above the fairy!

Can I play this kind of fetish?

He felt like he was dreaming, his brain was blank, and tears were already in his eyes.

With such a guqin, it is no regrets in this life to be able to take a look at it. If you can use it to play a piece, you will not change it as a fairy!

Li Gongzi is worthy of being a peerless expert, and he is willing to let a sloppy person like me play this piano. This is enough for an old man!

Sitting in front of Guqin, Yao Mengji stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to touch his lover, but he was afraid that his hand would stain his lover's clothes and hesitated.

At this moment, he felt a sense of death as a confidant.

Being able to become Li Gongzi's **** is the proudest thing in this life!

He respectfully said to the Qin in front of him softly, "Offended."

Then he put his hands on the piano.

The fairy is alive.

Yao Mengji knew in his heart that if it hadn't been for Li Gongzi's will, Gu Qin would have blasted himself out.

He hurriedly reduced his mind, and his old eyes showed an unprecedented look. This was the opportunity Li Gongzi gave him, but... it was not a test.

Accompanied by a master is like a tiger.

If you can play it, that's okay, but if you can't play the guqin, then the road may be narrow in the future.

He took a deep breath and held it in his chest.

Ten seconds later, it was a long stretch.

His hands were suddenly stroked on the piano, a set of movements flowed smoothly.

"Keng"

The melodious piano sound came out leisurely, sometimes soothing, sometimes rushing, and waves of ripples rippling out in the void, drifting far and wide.

Between the heaven and the earth, a breeze suddenly appeared, blowing Yao Mengji's white beard and hair, making him look like a wise man with the bones of immortality.

Li Nianfan closed his eyes and listened to Yao Mengji's piano, nodding and shaking his head from time to time.

It seems that this old man really likes piano art, and he has worked **** it. This level has reached the eighth level even in the systematic evaluation.

only……

He couldn't help but think of the fear of being dominated by the system.

At that time, he thought that the tenth level of piano playing was already the peak, but he was told by the system that the tenth level was just the beginning.

In systematic terms, these ten levels are just a foundation. Later, you need to integrate various messy things such as the artistic conception of the song, the surrounding environment, the feelings in your heart, and your personal emotions to pass.

Anyway... the past is unbearable.

The ghost knows how I came here during that time.