On the brightly lit flower boat, after several men and women dressed like gods walked in, everyone in the flower boat sat down at the table with melons and fruits and sake at the signal of Lin Huansha.

After Yang Huaiping sang a song, Lin Huansha seemed to admit Yang Huaiping's talent, and she said indifferently to Yang Huaiping who was standing aside: "Don't be stunned, come and sit!"

Yang Huaiping paced beside the bald man with a straight smile on his face, and at this time, Lin Huanxi looked at a thin woman with clear eyes, mantis eyebrows, and a beautiful woman in the banquet, "Before the start of this banquet, you should dance for everyone first!"

The woman in the flower boat, called the Xijun Woman, did not refuse, she slowly walked out of the banquet with her feet, and began to dance in front of everyone.

I can vaguely see the slender Xijun's sleeves flying, dancing softly, and every time she moves the silver bell tied to the hem of her shirt, it makes a crisp and pleasant sound.

Yang Huaiping looked at the woman in front of him who seemed to be not eating the world, and couldn't help but feel a little ripple in his heart, he thought that once he had a powerful power, he would no longer come into contact with some mortals who were standing on foot in the red dust, tired for fame and fortune, and drunk for profit, but he would come into contact with some immortals with noble tastes.

Just like a peasant who often works in Tianlong suddenly squeezed into the staggered circle of the upper class, Yang Huaiping's eyes are full of longing and yearning for this kind of life. When the lotus breaks the waves, the wonderful dance posture of the chaotic snow and the wind can't help but be shocked.

After Xijun finished dancing, she gently raised her head and paced back to the seat in the banquet, when the white-clothed swordsman in the flower boat stood up, and he smiled heartily: "Since Sister Xijun danced a dance for everyone just now, I'll dance a sword for everyone!"

As he spoke, the white-clothed swordsman pulled out the three-foot Qingfeng from his waist, and he began to dance his sword in the cabin with staggered steps, only to see the white-clothed swordsman either leap into his hand and pull out a few sword flowers, or control the flying sword with a graceful posture to make a sultry soft posture.

Yang Huaiping saw that the white-clothed swordsman in the flower boat danced the Qingfeng in his hand so amazingly, he couldn't help but secretly say that this person's attainment in swordsmanship was so high, Yang Huaiping thought that if the white-clothed swordsman in front of him poked him with a sword, then he would be in a situation of ten deaths.

Thinking of this, Yang Huaiping decided to practice hard, and in the future, he would not only be able to compete with such a tough opponent, but at least he would have the strength to fight.

After the white-clothed swordsman finished dancing the sword, at this time, a woman in the cabin wearing a rose-purple Liuxian dress, charming eyes like silk, and a bewitching smile walked to Yang Huaiping's side with a twisted * that could not be grasped, she stretched out her white fingers and gently swiped across Yang Huaiping's face and said: "Little brother, do you look a little handsome, I heard the song sung by my little brother just now, I feel very good, why don't you sing another song!"

After hearing the words of the charming woman, everyone in the flower boat echoed one after another, Yang Huaiping saw that the emotions of everyone in the flower boat were generally very high, he picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip before slowly standing up from the banquet.

Yang Huaiping paced in front of Xijun and said indifferently: "Please also ask the girl to dance for me, if I don't have a dance, I want to sing this song, and the artistic conception of singing will be much inferior!"

Xi Jun Wan'er smiled, stretched out his slender jade hand, and pointed at the charming woman with a soft movement: "Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry, I just danced a dance just now, I want to sit down and drink a cup of tea, you can let your sister-in-law dance for you!"

After Yang Huaiping was rejected, he smiled awkwardly and walked to the side of the charming concubine, but before Yang Huaiping could speak, the concubine walked to Yang Huaiping's side with a slender posture, "I am willing to dance with Taoist friends!"

After Yang Huaiping glanced at his grateful concubine, he picked up the sake on the table, took another sip, and began to sing in a desolate and sad voice.

The autumn wind and the leaves are light,

There were two or three soft taps on the windowsill.

The wooden fish paused and struck again,

With her quietly approaching affection.

If the sound is as clear as the wind,

Under the tree, he spoke Buddha's voice.

……

Hearing Yang Huaiping's singing voice with a little depression and sadness, everyone in the brightly lit flower boat was silent, and the quiet sound of a needle in the flower boat could be heard.

The concubine danced around Yang Huaiping's body, and at this time Yang Huaiping was in a state of selflessness, and while he sang, he couldn't help but recall the scenes of treating and saving people since the opening of the hospital.

From dawn to dusk, Yang Huaiping saw the villagers of Yeqi Village with bright smiles on their faces because he had cured the illness on his body, and he gradually understood the truth of finding strength in moving.

In just an instant, the brightly lit fishing boat was instantly full of light, and inky black silk threads visible to the naked eye began to appear around Yang Huaiping's body, and these inky black silk threads slowly withdrew from his body to the top of his head and slowly converged into an inky black flower.

The inky black flower above Yang Huaiping's head bloomed with a dazzling light, and the people in the cabin came back from the artistic conception of the song one by one and looked at Yang Huaiping incredulously.

At this time, the white-clothed swordsman said in a very surprised tone: "I really didn't expect it, this Daoist is actually an ancient qi practitioner, and his comprehension is even more against the sky, it is not easy to realize a human flower!"

During the banquet, a man with a face like a crown of jade sighed: "I thought that now in the world where the aura is thin, there is only one way to become a god through incense, but I didn't expect this Taoist friend to let us see a new path to become a god.

At this time, Yang Huaiping's singing voice gradually subsided, and the inky black flowers above his head disappeared into Yang Huaiping's body from the top of his head.

After a long time, Yang Huaiping opened his mouth and asked the man with the crown like jade: "I seem to be familiar with the qi practitioner that Daoyou said, please ask Daoyou, how can this qi practitioner become a god."

The man with a face like jade looked at Yang Huaiping and smiled slightly: "Your Qi practitioner's refining and refining qi realm can achieve human flowers, that is, the flowers you formed just now, refining qi and transforming gods can achieve earth flowers, and refining gods can achieve smallpox, this can be described as a three-flower gathering, and when you gather the three flowers, it will be a level of existence with our heavenly immortals, but your cultivation is far above our heavenly immortals." ”

After hearing this, Yang Huaiping couldn't help scratching his head and looked very puzzled, at this time, the man pulled Yang Huaiping and said: "Brother, you can't even beat an earth immortal now, what do you want to do so much, don't forget what I told you, hurry up and toast to all the immortals!"

After hearing the bald man's words, Yang Huaiping took his thoughts back, and he began to toast the people on the flower boat one by one.