A piano and a sword, the mountain flowers on the table spit out fragrance.

Everything in the cabin was golden, cold and hard, and magnificent, as if it were cast with gold all connected to the planks.

Compared to the luxurious furnishings, the furnishings in the rooms are extremely simple. In addition to the sword hanging on the wall, there are a few yaoqin, and this is only the celadon vase on the edge of the table, and a cluster of flowers in the vase.

This flower is not a rare flower, an ancient famous flower, but a common wildflower in the long mountains. During this time, Zhang and Long also saw it from time to time. It's just that after skillful matching and color combination, it looks particularly bright, bringing vitality to the golden cabin.

Behind a few cases in the depths of the room, the dignified middle-aged monk I had seen just now changed his posture and sat behind him with his knees crossed, drinking to himself.

Long fingers, delicate skin, and a strong chest exposed under the open placket. I saw his long hair scattered, he raised his head and raised the wine jug, and the clear wine line flew down out of thin air and fell into his mouth.

The wine that I didn't have time to drink overflowed with red lips, running down my chin, and my chest was shining.

"If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of good poetry! Good poetry! Drink good wine with good poetry, I don't know if Zhang Gongzi can still have a good work to feast on fine wine?"

As he spoke, the appearance of the golden-robed man changed, and in an instant, he changed from a middle-aged man who had been in the top position for a long time to a handsome young man who was uninhibited and free. Even the figure seems to be a little thinner. The shoulder is like a knife cut, like the wind with the clouds, like the willow of the wind.

It shows the slender beauty of the waist and the spring water of the eyes.

With Zhu Dan in his mouth, his fingers are like spring onions, his eyes are looking forward to it, and his smile touches people's souls. People can't help but think of Du Mu's slender Chu Palace, which is light in his palm.

In an instant, he turned from rigid to soft, showing a feminine demeanor, so that whoever sees it has to praise, what an elegant beauty!

The golden-clothed young man folded his clothes, stood up gracefully, and saluted: "I've seen Zhang Gongzi of the Mountain! This is the Red Flame Golden Light Dragon Hero of Lifu Mountain on Lingshen Island? The Golden Peacock is so polite!"

Listening to him not only be able to read the poems that Zhang Yan borrowed earlier, but also know that Long Xiaopeng had actually left the Youxian Society, and instead used the Lifusan Residence to refer to his origin, the two glanced at each other, Zhang Yan hugged his fists and asked: "I have a few friends who entered the stream before, I don't know if they are okay now?"

"Brother Zhang is talking about Chunlin, Shui Yun's second son, as well as the Poison Sect and the Youxian Society? Okay, they are all in the Xiaolong Palace, each with their own experiences, and they are studying hard. It's a little bitter now, and there will be a lot of gains in the future, how can it be said that it's not good?"

The young man in gold pursed his lips and smiled, with a graceful demeanor.

If it weren't for seeing him change from a majestic man with seven feet of hiding, to a feminine and handsome young man in a blink of an eye, Zhang Yan might have been moved, and maybe he would have doubted whether this person was dressed as a man.

But witnessing this series of changes happening makes it feel completely different.

Zhang Yan shuddered, avoiding his inky black eyes. I only heard the golden-clothed young man continue: "Those few handsome people for a while, I thought that there was only a group of beetles left outside the poisonous dragon stream. If it weren't for a few of them, I wouldn't have known that there was such a wonderful person as Zhang Gongzi outside the stream!"

"Zhang Gongzi hasn't told Peacock yet, is there another masterpiece?"

In the face of urging, Zhang Yan did not dare to be careless, and searched his intestines and scraped his stomach.

The greater the pressure, the more chaotic the brain, and all that popped up for a while were poems that did not match such as "The sun is in the mountains", "The cold light shines in the iron clothes", and "I want to compare with the heavens".

It's easy to think of the sharp change just now from the golden man, thinking of "the old man with a flick of his fingers, and the beauty of the moment" pulled out the Jin Lao and the wild fox seniors, and the golden peacock still had no fun, shook his head, and said charmingly: "These two songs, the previous one is the word card of "Song of the Cave Immortals", right? Unfortunately, I don't know what to do, and it doesn't suit my appetite. I don't know what the latter song is, although the artistic conception is good, it is inevitable that there is a suspicion of piling up rhetoric......"

Hearing him say the word card "Song of the Cave Immortals", Zhang Yan's heart was already beating violently, this world is by no means unrelated to the world of his previous life, language and culture are related everywhere. When plagiarizing the poems of his predecessors, Zhang Yan was always worried. This tension reached its peak when he heard the words "Cave Immortal Song" from the mouth of the golden peacock.

Fortunately, the golden peacock has never read Tianlong, nor has he seen Sou Shen.

Hearing him turn to dislike the two words he had managed to find, Zhang Yan couldn't help but slander. Modern people are definitely not as good as ancient people filling in ancient words, and there is no addition to the original novel, of course, it can't be seen as good. However, the words of these two are already good in modern people, so let's listen to them, where are there so many / faults!

The golden peacock pondered for a moment, returned to the front of the case, and waved his hand. A few wine jugs, wine glasses, ping-pong pong smashed to the ground.

He didn't care, he hugged the yaoqin and put it on the table in front of him, tuned it with his bare hands, and plucked the strings.

Ding ding dong, a classical piano sounded.

The rhythm is in line with the traditional music characteristics of Zhang Yan's previous life, and it must be very good, but he can't appreciate this kind of purest ancient music.

"Win or lose...... win, lose" prelude sounded, and the golden peacock opened its lips. As soon as he spoke, his bodies were already shocked.

The voice is both male and female, sometimes high-spirited and agitated, sometimes low and graceful. There are those who see through the emptiness of the red dust, and there are also obsessed with asking for it.

All the plots in the book slowly flow and emerge in front of you. The emotion and substitution when I read the book for the first time became clear again, just like yesterday.

"Zhang Gongzi, Zhang Gongzi. ”

Zhang Yan couldn't help but lose his mind slightly, and it wasn't until the golden peacock called softly that he came back to his senses.

"What's the matter?"

"Where does the word card for Brother Zhang's last poem come from?"

"I don't know! These two poems are not written by me, but from the ancient collection of books of our school. The author of this latter poem calls himself Wild Fox, and the word card should be used by him for his own entertainment, Zhang Yan doesn't know!"

"No wonder!" the golden peacock whispered to himself, then smiled and said: "Please rest assured, you will have no problem with your safety after entering the stream, just rest assured and wait patiently, there will definitely be benefits for you at that time." Drunk blue, send Zhang and Long back. ”

Returning to their cabin, the two exchanged opinions, each with different essentials, but they had to respond to all changes, meditate hard, and sharpen their guns.

Zhang Yan quietly opened his eyes and was relieved to see Long Xiaopeng concentrating on pranayama.

Breathe lightly in your mouth, wipe the sweat that is not there on your head.

No show up!

As soon as he entered the door just now, Zhang Yan used his little assistant to inspect the golden peacock's cultivation.

There is no valuable display on the virtual screen.

Using the assistant, you can query people who are not higher than your own two realms, or the data of the magic weapon that belongs to you. Beyond that, there is much less valuable information that can be displayed.

With his high-level cultivation of divine light, which is not higher than his two great realms, he can freely inspect the information of the two levels of monks of nectar and judan.

Jindan is not a solitary realm.

The achievement of Jindan is a sign of the consummation of the Judan period, and it is also the beginning of the Gangsha period.

According to his experience, people who have just achieved Jindan, or barely achieved Jindan, whose realm is stagnant, and who have no further progress, can also be displayed in the assistant.

Such as his master's old friend Chunbo Fairy, and the four elders of Chunmingmen.

can't show it, at least it's also a master who has officially entered Gangsha!

"A real person! It's a real person! I don't know what the relationship between the golden peacock and the python venom and medaka is?" Python Poison and Medaka are the masters of the Little Dragon Palace, and the Golden Peacock is their chief manager, so that's too bad!

There are not so many twists and turns between the monsters and the forces of the Demon Cult, and it is inevitable that the strong will come first, and the weak will come first. Python venom and medaka are both monsters and escaped from the Demon Cult......

"It's easy to do a single big demon, if the python poison, medaka, and golden peacock are all real combat power, then ......" Thinking of this, Zhang Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly and thought to himself: "Even if it's a real person or a big demon, it's definitely not something I can deal with, I can only walk and watch!"

It is useless to inform Long Xiaopeng of these things, but it is plain and suspicious - the secret of having a little assistant must not be exposed!

So Zhang Yan chose not to say it.

However, the huge psychological pressure made him can't help but relax alone.

Readjusting the mood, in fact, it doesn't make a difference whether you know it or not, you can only wait to respond to all changes without change.

He sat down cross-legged again, threw away the pressure in his heart, carried the true element, refined the mana, and after a while, he entered the fixed realm like Long Xiaopeng.

In a dangerous situation, it is naturally impossible to close the five senses as usual and devote yourself to the inner vision. Zhang Yan retained a certain perception of the outside world, while refining the true element.

The heart trick has been repeatedly polished, and the original sharp, hurting others and hurting oneself, has been polished as flexible as silk, and the steel has been refined into a soft finger, but it is only limited to the meridians in the body, and once it is released from the body, it will return to a sharp appearance.

After a while, all the true elements in the body were polished and changed, and they became pure and flexible, like an arm making a finger.

His heart trick has been upgraded to the full level, and there is no way to ascend. Zhang Yan ignored it and continued to run the trick, wanting to explore the secrets.

I don't know how long it took, but in a hazy and hazy way, I suddenly felt that the environment of the body changed violently, and the plank supporting the body suddenly became empty, and the feeling of weightlessness hit.

"Hahaha, when you get to the place, you all go down to Lao Tzu! If you want to reap the benefits, you have the ability to survive!"

Zhang Yan opened his eyes, the wind was whistling, and the red mist was rolling and flying upward. He was in mid-air and fell down. There is a vast red mist under your feet, and you don't know how deep it will be to get to the end. Overhead, the Golden Mansion was dozens of feet tall from the many monks who had fallen from the ship.

A tall, bearded man was wielding a penny, constantly knocking down the foreign cultivators who were still on the boat.

In the red mist in all directions, the ghosts cried and howled.

"Cheng Huang, out of the sheath!" Zhang Yan pinched the sword trick, and the Cheng Huang Sword, which was connected to his blood, fell down and approached him, fell into Zhang Yan's hand, and jumped out of the scabbard.

"The Sword Technique of the Mountain!"

"Golden Light Absolute Sword!"

......

In an instant, I changed several sword techniques in a row, and my body still couldn't stop falling, as if the sword flying technique had lost its effect here.