Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 102

Since he didn't see the saint of Yaochi here, Zhang Wenchang quickly left after exploring the stones here.

Not only are the little bandits here and there, but the Jiang family and the Ji family have young disciples here, and even some young strong men from other holy places have also rushed here upon hearing the news.

Zhang Wenchang didn't want to be recognized by others, or feel blocked, so he thought it would be better to stay away from these places where people gathered.

That night, Zhang Wenchang, who was meditating, suddenly felt something in his heart. He stepped out and walked towards a lake outside Yuancheng.

The melodious sound of guzheng came from a distance, and he walked over looking for the sound.

Beside the lake, there was a cloud of fairy mist, hazy and shrouded there.

The sound of Guzheng, which was like the sound of the sound of the day, came out from the mist, which cleansed people's soul and made people relax involuntarily.

The melodious sound of this guzheng exudes a subtle and gentle artistic conception, with a fresh flavor that is endlessly memorable.

Although separated by a cloud of mist, Zhang Wenchang still sensed that there was a peerless fairy inside, gently stroking the guzheng.

She looks like she has emerged from the world, as if she is not stained by the breath of the world. It is really a beautiful picture.

Zhang Wenchang felt as if a scene appeared in front of his eyes. In the world surrounded by misty clouds and mist, Qionglou Yuyu was looming, a pure and flawless woman, sitting cross-legged among the clouds. . .

This kind of guzheng song can make people's mood fluctuate, and with the music, the tide ebbs and flows. Her attainments can be said to be supernatural and refined, and her skills are close to Taoism.

It contains a magical power that can not only mobilize people's moods, but also animals.

In the lake in front of him, a large group of fish gathered in that water area, shaking their heads, like a group of cute children dancing in the water, the rhythm was stuck at that point, and it seemed that they were completely immersed in the sound of the guzheng.

Ding dong ding dong.

This is when Zhang Wenchang took out his guqin and started playing it. The sound of the guqin was melodious, vague, and rippled in all directions.

When he put his hands on the guqin, he entered an ethereal state in an instant.

He gently stroked the strings, his hands dancing like butterflies, agile and light.

The beautiful and peculiar rhythm is like flowing clouds and gently floating breeze.

The sound of ding ding dong dong sounded far away under this quiet moonlit night, like a clear spring flowing, and like a moonlight flowing, giving people an ethereal and ethereal feeling.

In this special artistic conception, Zhang Wenchang also had a cloud of mist surrounding his body, making his figure hazy.

Under his fingers, a beautiful chapter flowed out, outlining a poetic and picturesque scene.

A group of birds stirred when they heard the wind, and more and more beautiful birds were attracted, circling around Zhang Wenchang, and some landed around his body.

The sound of guzheng came from the opposite side, and the beautiful sound sounded again.

Zhang Wenchang gently stroked the strings, and the melodious sound drifted around, like mountains and rivers, looking for a soulmate, and like a fairy song of Guanghan, it was intoxicating.

The woman on the opposite side and Zhang Wenchang are both skilled in the Tao, and they are exchanging their feelings about music.

Zhang Wenchang played the guqin as smoothly as clouds and flowing water. With a big wave of his hand, it seemed to open the night.

The moonlight in the sky sprinkled down like water, and the light of countless stars hung down like a waterfall.

Between the two of them, a fairy palace loomed, with exotic flowers and plants, rare birds and animals, and a group of fairies dancing gracefully, as if they were about to ride on the wind.

On the land around the lake, the grass and trees are growing crazily, and flowers are blooming, and the fragrance is tangy.

Zhang Wenchang's piano sound seems to contain incredible magical power. He is exuding precious light, full of agility and mist.

After a long time, Zhang Wenchang withdrew from that artistic conception.

He opened his eyes, and a beautiful woman came to him. Her whole body was like moonlight, and her whole body seemed hazy and unclear, but it gave people a feeling of purity and flawlessness.

Zhang Wenchang's eyes flashed with purple light, and he finally saw the graceful jade body clearly.

She has a slender figure, and her celestial body is built according to the standard golden ratio. Her figure can be said to be perfect.

Her whole body was shrouded in a layer of mist, and most people would definitely not be able to see her appearance and body clearly, but Zhang Wenchang had a pair of Yuantian divine eyes that were evolving.

Not only did he see that peerless face, he also saw a body as white as jade.

Her voice was like the sounds of nature, as if carrying a strange magic power.

After she finished speaking, Zhang Wenchang seemed to wake up from a dream and understood what she was talking about.

"When you speak like this, the charm of the Tao contained in it makes people feel good unconsciously. It's really amazing." Zhang Wenchang thought to himself.

No one paid attention to the voice of the Yaochi Saint. They could only remember that his speech was very beautiful and contained a fairy charm.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know which sect's young master, but his understanding of the guqin has reached this level." The voice of the saint from Yaochi was very pleasant.

Zhang Wenchang originally blurted out that he wanted to say that he was a disciple of the Taixuan sect, but the words turned into: "I am a casual cultivator with no family or sect. I am used to being free and comfortable, and I don't like being confined in the sect."

"Fellow Taoist has reached this level by exploring alone. It's really amazing!"

"The fairy must be the saint of Yaochi, right? Your guzheng is also beautiful and intoxicating. This is the best sound of guzheng I have ever heard."

"That's right, I am the saint of Yaochi, I don't know who is your name?"

"I..." Zhang Wenchang hesitated and said, "I am Zhang Wenchang."

Perhaps influenced by the charm of the great road in the words of the Yaochi Saint, he unconsciously said his real name, thinking that the Yaochi Saint would not harm him. After saying it, he regretted it, changed his appearance, and carefully hid it. To reveal his whereabouts to a stranger so casually.

"Zhang Wenchang? This name is very familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere!" After thinking for a while, she suddenly realized: "So you are the daring wanted criminal who burned Ji's family to death, the Holy Land of Shaking Light, the Holy Land of Yaochi, nearly ten A ruthless elder?"

"Yes, I am the legendary ruthless man who burned many people to death. They wanted to kill me, but I was helpless and had no choice but to fight back."

"It's hard for me to change my appearance now. I hope the fairy can keep it a secret for me and don't tell others. It will be a big trouble if I meet people from the Ji family and the Yaoguang saint class here."

"Hee hee, I didn't expect you to be so careful. When I saw the arrest warrant, I thought you were so domineering. I didn't expect you to be scared too. Don't worry, I will never reveal your whereabouts. Based on your accomplishments in guqin, I believe you are the victim!"

Zhang Wenchang was stunned, and he didn't expect that the Holy Maiden of Yaochi was also a crazy music lover. After the two played the piano, they actually talked like friends.

　The Holy Maiden of Yaochi will not get married. She is not a heroine. Readers, please don’t get me wrong.This was an accidental inspiration at two o'clock in the night. I wrote a chapter about two people playing piano. It had no other meaning than to write about two people's pursuit of music and let them become friends.

　　However, this friendship was not enough for the Holy Maiden of Yaochi to steal the Emperor's egg and give it to him to devour. It could only be said that the two of them had never known each other before fighting. Playing the piano allowed them to find a common hobby.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)