Walking on the winding forest path, the pleasant voices of several women followed.

Gu Piaopiao paused, and subconsciously looked into the distance.

Seeing this, the little girl said with a smile on her face: "Immortal, that's where the women of the Lige Pavilion learn their arts!"

Gu Piaopiao nodded, and there was a trace of inquiry in her heart, what is the place where women learn art?

About a quarter of an hour passed, and the road ahead suddenly opened up.

A pond appeared in the forest, which was planted with lotus flowers, and in the middle of the lotus pond there was an octagonal pavilion.

Wind chimes are tied to the eight corners, which jingle as the breeze blows.

The pavilion is white, and the pavilion body is carved with murals of Dunhuang beauties.

A handsome and elegant young man sat in the court, beside him was a simple and atmospheric, ink-colored glazed piano.

As Gu Piaopiao walked in, the sound of the piano sounded, and the little guy retreated.

Gu Piaopiao closed his eyes and listened to the pleasant sound of the piano.

Like a spring, it is clean and thorough, and it runs through the heart.

Although I don't know how to play the piano, it sounds very pleasant.

Gu Piaopiao lifted her robe and walked into the pavilion.

The sound of the piano turns sharply, sometimes low, sometimes sad.

Those who listen sometimes are melancholy and helpless in their hearts.

The man was dressed in white, the corners of his eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at the man in front of him with his spare eyes, which was said to be named Gu Qi.

The incomprehensible cultivation exudes the breath of youth, which is enough to see that the man in front of him is not very old.

Gu Piaopiao walked into the pavilion and bowed very politely: "The student has seen the teacher!"

The man in white paused, stopped stroking the qin, raised his head to reveal a delicate face, his dark eyes were as clean and thorough as a pool of spring water, and Gu Piaopiao was stunned.

A crisp and empty voice came from my ears

"You may be seated!"

Gu Piaopiao smiled, lifted his robe and sat on the stone bench.

The man in white raised his right hand and waved it in the air, and a set of tea sets appeared in front of Gu Piaopiao, the milky white teapot was still steaming, and it fell lightly on the stone table.

"Please!"

Gu Piaopiao smiled and picked up the tea bowl, took a sip gently, and glanced at the man's cultivation, the late stage of Jindan.

This small glass pavilion is really not to be underestimated.

The fragrance of tea on the face carries a kind of freshness after the rain, and the aftertaste is endless in the sweet taste.

"Good tea!"

The man in white looked at Gu Piaopiao's hand and frowned slightly: "Gu Daoyou!"

Gu Piaopiao nodded: "I don't know how to call the teacher!"

Fusang: "I can't afford to be your teacher!"

Gu Piaopiao smiled: "Sir!"

Fusang frowned: "I see that your hands are not white and delicate enough, and they are slightly stiff, so you shouldn't have ever stroked the piano!"

Gu Piaopiao raised his right hand and looked at it carefully, it was quite delicate, and replied: "I haven't learned it!"

Fuso: "I don't teach students who don't have a foundation!"

Gu Piaopiao's eyebrows furrowed: "That's it, then me!"

Fuso: "But you can be accommodating to your seniors!"

Gu Piaopiao pointed to his face dryly and said, "Senior!"

Fusang: "I am three hundred and one eight years old this year, but I can't be in the late stage of Jindan, and when I meet my predecessors today, I am troubled and ask for advice!"

Gu Piaopiao immediately understood what had happened in front of him and revealed his true cultivation, and this man knew.

simply broke the jar and broke it: "If there is anything you want to ask, sir, please say!"

Fuso took a deep breath, and the hand that caressed the body of the piano trembled slightly.

I felt a little abrupt in my heart, after all, the current situation belongs to academic exchanges.

Gu Piaopiao was a little apprehensive in his heart, he had entered the immortal cultivation realm for less than half a year, a proper little white, what if the Dao was brought to the ditch, fortunately, he had the memory of the original Ding Lan Daojun, he should be able to guide him!

The man in white pondered for a long time and asked, "What is the Tao?"

Gu Piaopiao subconsciously said: "The road in my heart!"

"What is the law?"

"Count in your heart!"

Fuso: "Fuso doesn't understand!"

Gu Piaopiao: "What kind of path do you want to take, in your heart!"

"What is the Fa? What do you want to learn, you should know in your heart! Since the ancient Dao Fa, what we have paid attention to is our own heart, so why not follow it!"

Fusang smiled reluctantly: "Sometimes I can't help myself!"

Gu Piaopiao gently put down the tea bowl: "So you are not unclear, but physically and mentally bound, why don't you walk around and travel for a moment or two, see the vast world, true love in the world, and your mood will be broadened!"

After hearing this, Fusang's heart was clear for a while: "Yes, how can you find the true meaning of the Tao when your vision is lowered!"

Get up and bow rudely: "Thank you seniors for your advice!"

Gu Piaopiao sighed: "Mr. can call me Daoyou!"

Fusang's face was dyed with three red halos: "It's so abrupt!"

Gu Piaopiao: "There is no distinction between high and low scholars, but I want to call Fusang a teacher!"

The corners of Fusang's eyes drooped: "One sentence of Mr. is enough!"

"I've never learned the piano, and I can't read the most basic piano scores, is it even more difficult to pass the entrance assessment of the Baiye Gate?" asked Gu Piaopiao.

Fusang's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and as soon as Fuqin's right hand moved, a jade slip appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Looking up at Gu Piaopiao and said: "This is the piano score that Fusang has sorted out for half his life, and it is dusty to put it in his hand, so it is better to give it to Taoist friends!"

Gu Piaopiao was slightly surprised, and waved her hand again and again: "No, this is too precious!"

Fusang had vicissitudes on his face: "I think that I Fusang used to be a hundred years old, so I was so unspirited, but now two hundred years have passed, and I still can't break through the late stage of Jindan, and the time to stay in the world is not much!"

Gu Piaopiao heard this, and his heart was dyed with a layer of sadness: "Life is nothing more than this, and how many people can realize immortality!"

Fusang took a deep look at the jade slip in his hand and said: "This slip records some of Fusang's experience from learning the piano when he was a child to the present, including skills, after the predecessors get it, they can use it after sorting out one or two, and it is more than enough to pass the first pass of the White Night Gate!"

Gu Piaopiao: "This is really valuable, it is equivalent to inheritance, I can't accept it!"

Fusang had a sad face on his face: "If the seniors think it is precious, why don't you agree to Fusang's request!"

Gu Piaopiao: "Let's hear it!"

Fuso's body tensed, and he opened his mouth, feeling a little ashamed of his behavior, and swallowed the words again when they came to his mouth.

Gu Piaopiao looked at Fusang carefully: "Now Mr. is only afraid that he will be confused because of his cultivation!

As soon as these words came out, Fusang's heart tightened, and his face brought out three points.

"The value of the Infant Pill is in 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, if you have it!" Gu Piaopiao said subconsciously.

Fusang's body trembled slightly, and then he said: "If you have it, there are three chances of success in getting married!"

Gu Piaopiao frowned and thought that when Ding Lan Daojun was married, there was one in the storage bag, which was useless by chance, and was taken by Ding Ziheng, and now there are three baby fruits in his hand, which are the necessary medicinal materials for refining the baby pill, an eight-hundred-grade spirit stone, plus some seven-seven-eighty-eight medicinal materials, which is almost enough to refine a medicinal material for the baby pill.

Gu Piaopiao thought for a while and said, "I don't have a baby pill in my hand, but!"

The look of loss in Fusang's eyes flashed when he heard this.

"However, there is a point of medicinal materials for refining the Infant Pill, which is worth three thousand medium-grade spirit stones, how about it with you!" Gu Piaopiao asked.

Fusang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he looked down at the jade slip in his hand, which was his life's work.

Gu Piaopiao saw Fusang's distracted expression and said, "How about adding five thousand medium-grade spirit stones!"

Fuso was shocked.

Gu Piaopiao frowned and asked, "Sir, is it unwilling!"

Fusang wiped the cold sweat on his head: "Naturally willing!" "My monthly salary for a year is only thirty medium-grade spirit stones, and this price is very good."

Gu Piaopiao took over the jade slip, and then handed over the things to Fusang.

Gu Piaopiao's seven points of divine sense penetrated into it, and the other three points were used for vigilance, and an unfamiliar memory immediately invaded his mind.

Three hours later, the melodious sound of the piano was heard into the distance.

This is really someone else's life's hard work, and it will become yours in an instant.

Eight thousand medium-grade spirit stones are worth it!

Fusang sat on the side and looked at Gu Piaopiao's slightly stiff technique, his heart was a little sour, the piano skills that he had worked hard for half his life became someone else's in an instant.

With a smile on his face, he said, "Daoist friends still need to practice more!"

Gu Piaopiao was immersed in the piano and couldn't extricate himself, he couldn't believe that it took him three hours to appreciate the skills of Fusang for half a lifetime.

Although the technique is a little stiff, this is not a problem.