But even if it's really funny, but he can't see it himself, Xiaochen thinks about it, but he still can't think of the reason. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This ancient red cliff is very big, do you know where you are going?" Standing in the entrance canyon, Wuchen asked.

"Stop Xinwu, do you know?" Xiaochen said the name of the place he heard in the Kyushu Bagua Array.

"I don't know. "Wuchen Dao.

"I guess you don't know, there's no place you know in this ancient red cliff, right?"

"It's like you know where there is in the ancient red cliffs. ”

"Absolutely. ”

"What?"

"Stop at the dock. ”

“……”

"Two fools, they don't go in with the king. Looking at the two people in front of him, he said decisively.

So, the three of them finally walked into the canyon.

At the same time, there are many people who come to this ancient chibi, they are obviously not a group, because when they each arrived, they did not meet, but they arrived at a similar time, and they thought they came for the same thing.

"This ...... How can you find this?" Xiaochen Edgeworth flew in the sky, his hands in a pergola and looking into the distance.

The south side of the river is endless, this is not counted, the ancient trees are towering, covering all the terrain, this is not counted, the north side of the river, I don't know what there is, because the north of the river is all covered by fog, this white fog, so thick that it makes people desperate, in it, one zhang away, stretch out and don't see the five fingers.

In such a place, trying to find a point will be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"As I said, you haven't said it yet, why are you going to this ancient Chibi?" Xiaochen fell from the sky, the terrain here is strange, and for a while Xiaochen couldn't think of any practical and good way to find a little general.

"Have you ever heard of the Soul Gathering Grass?" Wuchen didn't answer Xiaochen's question, but instead asked.

"Of course I've heard of it, is there one in this place?" Soul Gathering Grass, of course Xiaochen knows, this is not a secret, many monks know it.

This grass, speaking of which, is a very strange plant, because it has only one function, and that is to condense the soul.

This is the real condensation of the soul, and there are really people who have picked this kind of spirit grass, although it is true that it has condensed a lot of unjust souls, and it does not have to bear the resentment of the unjust souls to use it, but the amount of condensation is definitely not as huge as in the legend, or even far inferior, it can only verify its efficacy, so although this kind of spirit grass is extremely rare, its value is not very large.

And the effect of the Soul Gathering Grass is very limited, it is often used by monks to condense magic weapons, or as sacrifices such as rituals, and the righteous monks rarely use it, in contrast, it is the evil path monks who need it more, so the question is, Tianlan Zeju is a world-renowned gentleman's holy land, naturally it cannot be an evil way, but why does Wuchen need this Soul Gathering Grass?

"Of course there isn't in this place, but there is a ghost scent here. Wuchen paused and said.

"Ghost incense, what is that?" Xiaochen asked puzzledly, even if Xiaochen is knowledgeable, it is impossible to cover everything, there are always things he doesn't know, otherwise there won't be so many mysteries in his heart that can't be solved, and this ghost fragrance is one of the things he doesn't know.

"Ghost incense is also a kind of spirit grass, and the smoke produced after ignition will condense into a grimace, which will not disperse for a long time, and this grimace will fly to the place where the soul gathering grass is. Wuchen explained.

"Doesn't that mean that finding the ghost incense is like finding the soul gathering grass?" Xiaochen then asked again.

"How can it be that simple, even if this ghost incense does not disperse for a long time, but there is still a time limit, it will dissipate when the time comes, if it does not reach the place where the soul gathering grass is located within the time of igniting the ghost incense, it will not be found. The question that Xiaochen asked was also what Wuchen was trying to say.

"It's okay, you can pick more ghost incense, it's really not good, one plant is separated. "Xiaochen is a typical optimist, who can think about everything on the good side.

"Impossible, only by lighting a complete ghost incense can it be condensed into a grimace, although this ghost incense is easier to find than the Soul Gathering Grass, but it is also rare, which is so simple that you can pick more. Wuchen sighed, and he had the same helplessness in his heart.

After Wuchen finished speaking, Xiaochen didn't ask any more questions, but walked to the riverside, not knowing what he was thinking, but he didn't need to guess much, he could know that it must be related to Dianjiangtai.

For a while, the three of them didn't speak again, Xiaochen simply sat down by the river, took out the broken jade, and began to play, the beautiful and agile sound of the piano flowed out from between the fingers, like a thin flow through the heart, soft and quiet, soft and comfortable.

Those beautiful rhythms flow slowly from the strings, his instruments are sometimes high-pitched and passionate, like the sea water beating the shore at high tide, sometimes euphemistic and low, like an old mother calling for a long-lost child, sometimes crisp and thin, like a gentle breeze blowing through the green bamboo forest, Wuchen knew that Xiaochen was a qin cultivator, but he never knew that Xiaochen's attainments in the qin art were so high that they could already affect his mind, you know, this is just Xiaochen plucking the strings at will, not deliberately using the power of qin cultivation.

Xiaochen sat at the water's edge and played the piano, and the sound of the piano also jumped on the water, like a bait, attracting passing fish, twisting his body gently in the water, as if he was dancing with the sound of the piano, underwater, as if in the air.

Suddenly, one of the fish jumped out of the water, and then fell back again, leaving nothing in the world except a circle of ripples, and after a while, even the ripples that had been raised were restored to their original state, and the traces of existence were erased.

"When I jumped out of the water, I realized that the sky was high. A voice abruptly broke into Xiaochen's piano sound, Xiaochen's hand movements remain unchanged, fingers are still beating, this is the most basic quality of people who talk about the piano, the song is not over, the hand is not leaving.

A melodious piano song is finally over, this is the helplessness of the person who plays the piano, and the helplessness of the person who composes the music.

Even if it is a heavenly immortal sound, as long as there is a beginning, there must be an end, not in the middle, but in a different kind of cause and effect.

The person who composed the music, when composing a stunning work, he wanted to continue the song, but no matter how he poured his heart and soul, no matter how attentive, the music was inadvertently completed, and such a tune, changed to the hands of the person who played it, is a kind of tempering of the heart, but also the honing of skills, and the opportunity to communicate with the heart and heart of the composer, this is the method of Qin cultivation and enlightenment, but a song, expressing only the composer's only idea, after understanding, there is no role in understanding, the music that can be perceived is very rare, and the qin cultivation that can understand the Tao from the song is even rarer, and for various reasons, the scarcity of qin cultivation is almost non-existent。

"Fellow Daoist, how is my piano?" Xiaochen pressed his hands on the strings and said to a small boat in the middle of the river.

"Very good, do you know what I'm doing?" On top of the boat, sat a man who could not tell his age, but judging from his voice, it was a middle-aged man.

"You're hanging water. Xiaochen said with a smile.

"Well, I see that Xiaoyou is young, why is his eyes so dizzy, I am obviously fishing. The man did not turn around, nor did he look back, but stared at the large hat, which completely covered his head.

"Where's the fish?" Xiaochen asked with a smile.

"Haven't taken the bait yet. The man in the boat said.

"Then you're hanging water. Xiaochen repeated.

"Oh, haha, interesting. The man laughed, "But, you know, the fish jumped out of the water to know the mood of the sky." ”

"Haha, I'm not a fish, how do I know the idea of a fish, don't you know?". Xiaochen also smiled.

"If I'm a fisherman, I know how it feels. When the people on the boat said this, there was a faint hint of domineering and arrogance.

"Even if it was, it was just the feeling of the fish being caught. Regarding the rhetoric of the person in front of him, Xiaochen obviously disagreed, but the other party seemed unwilling to dwell too much.

After Xiaochen finished speaking, the man's hand shook and caught a herring that was more than two feet long, "It's regretting, regretting why it wants to bite the bait, but even if I put it back now, next time it will bite the bait again, this is the instinct of the fish, in addition to the fish, there are also many people who can't help themselves." I don't know if this passage was said to Xiaochen, because when he caught the fish, he had already driven the boat and went upstream.

"What a weirdo. I don't know when, Wuchen came to Xiaochen's side and said.

"Hmph. Xiaochen snorted twice, noncommittal to Wuchen's words.

"What do you think?" Xiaochen got up and put away the broken jade, and turned to Wuchen and said.

"I can't see through his cultivation. Wuchen said frankly that this fisherman is obviously a man, because those who can enter this ancient red cliff cannot be mortals.

Xiaochen said disapprerovingly: "How do you know that he is not a mortal resident of this ancient red cliff?"

"This is absolutely impossible, every fifteenth day of the month, the flood will be completely submerged here, how can mortals survive. Wuchen asserted that he was negative.

"Presumably, you have enjoyed abundant cultivation resources since birth, and you have embarked on the path of cultivation since you were a child, but you have personally been to the Western Regions Desert, I don't know if you have seen sandstorms, but even the big wind and sand a hundred zhang away have not been able to bury the culture of mortals in the Western Regions, and there are also many mortal cities in the Western Regions Desert Region, where the environment does not seem to be able for mortals to live, but there are many mortals, where to settle down, and live and work in peace and contentment. Xiaochen shook his head and said.

"You mean, he's an ordinary fisherman in the mortal world?" Wuchen asked rhetorically.

Xiaochen smiled and shook his head again, "I just want to say, don't make up your mind too early in everything." ”

"You two are enough, can you still find the general, and the ghost incense is still not picked?" A voice full of anger, but the tone was very annoying, suddenly sounded, and it was against the sky. (To be continued.) )