Chapter 731 The immortal touches my top, bears longevity
A guqin is engraved with the traces of time.
The young uncle took off his black silk gloves, revealing his hands covered with black hair. There were five fingers on his left hand and four on his right hand.
When he was young, Mr. Gongbo Shaojun was extremely inferior because he didn't fit in. He would wrap his hands tightly in the scorching summer, for fear that others would see his ugly hands.
He had tried various methods to shave off the black hair on his hands, but the result was naturally unsatisfactory. Either the blade of the knife was broken, or some of the black hair that he had tried so hard to shave off would still grow back the next day.
It wasn't until Gongbo Shaojun met the man in Tsing Yi that he dared to face himself and embarked on a bright road.
Ever since Gongbo Shaojun became successful in cultivation, he would use secret techniques to cover his hands. At this moment, when he was playing the piano for Xu Changge, Gongbo Shaojun directly removed the illusion technique to show respect.
Ding dong——
Uncle Gongbo plucked the strings, and the sound was melodious, fluttering in the breeze.
"Nine fingers, he is... the Qin Emperor!"
Standing outside the ancient pavilion, Tu Shanyao saw the uncle Shaojun's hands. His pupils dilated due to surprise, and his delicate body trembled slightly. Then, Tu Shanyao saw the imperial traces wandering in the void in all directions.
I can’t guess the identity of Emperor Qin.
The sound of the piano is graceful, like pearls falling on a jade plate, and the orioles are chirping.
The invisible sound of the piano reached Tu Shanyao's ears, making her feel relaxed and happy, and she couldn't help but think of some beautiful memories.
As the piano played, Tu Shanyao fell into it, and a door seemed to appear in the depths of his memory, preventing Tu Shanyao from tracing deeper memories.
Even the music of Emperor Yin could not open the door of memory. However, Emperor Yin still had extremely mysterious power, allowing Tu Shanyao to vaguely see a vague figure, a scholar in cloth, holding a wooden hairpin.
Handed it over.
Although it was a fleeting scene, Tu Shanyao was shocked inside.
Isn't this wooden hairpin something Xu Changge gave to himself not long ago?
Xu Changge must be inextricably related to my past self.
Tu Shanyao was convinced in her heart and continued to listen to the imperial music. Her soul seemed to have been washed, pure and clean. The threads of trouble were broken one after another, and she closed her eyes involuntarily.
At the climax of the song, thousands of smart and mysterious butterflies seemed to appear in the clouds of the Valley of Burials, flapping their wings gently, as if they came from the nine heavens, flew down to the world, surrounded the ancient pavilion, and told thousands of words.
Ding ding ding——
Gongbo Shaojun gently closed his eyes and plucked the strings with nine fingers quickly, speeding up the playing speed.
Thousands of spiritual disks flew away with a gust of wind, and there seemed to be a figure of a down-and-out young man in the wind. He started from a humble beginning, went through all kinds of hardships, and reached the top of the mountain step by step.
Then, the young man took out the guqin from his back, sat on the ground, and played the guqin alone, sighing at the world.
The painted scene is like a bubble, turning into a speck of dust and falling into the long river of history.
The gurgling water and the gentle breeze blowing through the leaves are sometimes exciting and sometimes calm.
This song is full of Gongbo Shaojun’s insights on his past life, and also expresses his gratitude to Xu Changge. Without Xu Changge’s guidance, he would have lived the rest of his life with an inferiority complex, and there would be no Qin Emperor left in the world.
's reputation.
After the song is played, the sound of the piano echoes between heaven and earth.
The young uncle did not stop, but suddenly opened his eyes, his clothes were lifted up by the breeze, his temperament changed drastically, his imperial power was scattered, and his expression was stern.
"Boom!"
Mr. Gong Bo Shaojun plucked the top string, and his fingertip was cut by the string, causing blood to flow out.
Buzz!
Immediately afterwards, the surface of Xu Changge's body was wrapped by a layer of soft musical instruments.
As Gongbo Shaojun changed his way of playing the guqin, blood stains appeared on all nine fingers, and many places on the guqin were stained with a wisp of blood.
"Why are you doing this?"
Xu Changge instantly understood Gongbo Shaojun's intention, put down the tea cup in his hand, and sighed softly.
"It is a great honor for me to play the piano for you, sir. Please don't refuse me."
While playing this piece of imperial music, Gongbo Shaojun responded with a spiritual thought.
"It might do some harm to your body."
Xu Changge didn't want Gongbo Shaojun to be like this, so he warned.
"It doesn't matter, as long as the foundation is not shaken, it will be fine if you rest for a while." Mr. Gongbo Shaojun disagreed. He turned to Xu Changge and smiled slightly, his eyes full of respect: "Although Mr. Shaojun doesn't know what the master's plan is, it must be unprecedented.
If you can help me, your life will be worthwhile."
Hearing this, Xu Changge could no longer refuse Gong Bo Shaojun's kindness, so he sat cross-legged and meditated, closed his eyes, and began to circulate the spiritual energy in his body.
The Emperor's Miaojuequ can put Xu Changge's soul in a relatively stable state, and is also of great help to his practice. However, this will cause Gongbo Shaojun to hurt himself, and if it lasts for a long time, it may also affect the Emperor.
Tao foundation.
Nowadays, the prosperous age has come, and many ancient emperors want to keep their spirits and spirits in the best condition, even if they are a little bit injured. Only in this way can they seize the opportunity when the opportunity of immortality comes.
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Naturally, Gong Bo Shaojun also had this plan and wanted to see the beautiful scenery standing on a higher mountain peak.
However, after meeting Xu Changge, Gongbo Shaojun felt that none of this mattered. If he could help Xu Changge, even just a little bit, Gongbo Shaojun was willing to risk his own foundation.
The immortal caressed my head, and my hair was knotted, so I could live forever.
My old kindness will always be remembered in my heart.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Changge simply took out a small half of the Buddha's relic located in his Dantian and began to refine it. When he obtained the Buddha's relic, Xu Changge was disturbed by someone from the ancient Taoist world while he was in retreat, so some remained.
The relics of Lingzhen Buddha have been preserved until now, just to help Xu Changge.
After taking out this part of the relic, Xu Changge's mood dropped slightly. Soon, Xu Changge stopped thinking about it and concentrated on it.
A few days later, Xu Changge finished refining the relics, and his cultivation level reached a higher level, reaching the middle stage of life and death, and he was only one step away from entering the late stage.
Cultivation is not important to Xu Changge. What he needs is to understand the Taoism of this era and blaze a new path with a brand new body.
If he only pursues cultivation, Xu Changge can ascend to Mahayana in the shortest time. But, what's the use?
There are not only countless Mahayana monks in the world, but there are also quite a few. However, there is only one person in an era who can truly touch the opportunity of the Imperial Dao. The competition is not about cultivation, but the perception of the Dao.
The higher the realm of Tao, the stronger the strength will naturally be.
At the end of the song, Mr. Gongbo Shaojun put his hands under the guqin and looked at Xu Changge quietly.
Not long after, Xu Changge opened his eyes, looked at Gongbo Shaojun and said, "It's hard for you."