Chapter Ninety-One: Making Friends

After the jokes, it was naturally formally introduced one by one. The four monks came from different backgrounds, and the old man with a childish face was also in the Dan Eight Realm, and his name was Han Fei. Although he has no sect and no sect, he had to meet immortals when he was young, and he experienced the inheritance of a nine-turn supreme grandmaster, and his foundation was extremely solid. The other three are the elders of several major sects, Sun Ruogu, Li Fei, and Tao Mingzhi, all of whom are famous in the cultivation world.

The six of them sat and talked and laughed, without any scruples, and the intimacy arose. Things gather by like, people by groups, is the eternal truth. If the temperament is incompatible, the knowledge is very different, and it is difficult to make friends with similar interests. Forcibly gathering them will only attract rejection from others.

Although Tang Yi is very famous, he is just a stranger to the four of them who meet for the first time. If it weren't for Lin Like's seemingly joking but solemn recommendation, the four of them would not have accepted Tang Yi so easily.

"It's rare to get together today, and there are new friends coming, but I always feel a little lacking. Han Fei's thin face deliberately showed a bit of loss.

Tang Yi didn't know what to do, but the others reacted immediately. Sun Ruogu hurriedly nodded: "Yes, yes." Brother Lin, please come out quickly. ”

Li Fei and Tao Ming echoed the voice.

Lin Like shook his head with a wry smile, and explained to Tang Yi sideways: "I don't have any preferences on weekdays, but I still have some experience in this wine-making matter, and I was targeted by these guys." ”

Tang Yiming said with a smile: "Daoyou wine must be extremely extraordinary, and I am looking forward to it." ”

"What Brother Tang Dao said is that if there is no wine to accompany him at this time, wouldn't it be a pity. Han Fei urged: "Hurry up, Brother Lin, don't delay time." ”

Lin Li laughed, and no longer deliberately teased a few people, so he ordered Li Qing and Zhang Yuan to bring six jars of wine. This wine jar looks ordinary, but it is extremely tightly sealed, and it does not exude a trace of wine.

"This wine is called Immortal Drunk, and the taste is quite thick, so it should be able to enter the mouth of the Taoist brother. Having said that, Lin Like looked smug.

In front of the six people, there was one person and one altar, Han Fei was already impatient, opened the wine seal, and suddenly a mellow and gloomy atmosphere filled the entire space.

The rest of the people also opened one after another, and the strong fragrance refreshed people's hearts. Tang Yi was a little drunk before he tasted it, and couldn't help but praise himself secretly, this wine is really extraordinary, and it can't be eliminated with his own true yuan.

Everyone drank and chatted, and before they knew it, the night fog was coming. The sky is ethereal and exquisite, shrouded in a secluded atmosphere, and the glowing jade plate of brilliance makes the world full of clear light.

Although the contact time was not long, the five people had accepted Tang Yi happily. Between chatting about the past, or talking about the avenue, the thoughts are flying and jumping, all of them are very happy, under the beautiful moonlight, everyone has different shapes. Han Fei was already a loose cultivator, and he was born with less rules and constraints, and at this time he was even more wanton, his wide sleeves swayed with the wind, as soft as white clouds in the sky, and he was really a fairy among people.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace...... Thousands of miles together. Everyone listened quietly to Tang Yi's chant, and there was a little ethereal in the light voice, which flowed slowly in the night. The moonlight, which was as clear as water, seemed to be attracted by this moving word, and poured it into the hall without hesitation, and Tang Yi's clear eyes seemed to be more drunk.

When it was approaching, the interest of several people was even higher, and a few cups of immortals were drunk, and there was a wonderful feeling of being hazy in a trance. Several people are either engrossed, or half-squinted, or even wandering out of the world, very comfortable and comfortable.

Tang Yi was half-lying and half-sitting on the ground, looking at Ming Minghaoyue, as if he was drunk but not drunk, as if he was awake but not awake, and chanted in a low voice. At the end of the word, he didn't greet everyone and walked out of the hall directly. The rest of the people are not strange, and no one asks about it.

Walking into the courtyard, the jade plate became clearer and brighter, and Tang Yi was so debauched for the first time. I don't know how long it took, a wisp of fragrance hit his nose, and a graceful figure appeared in his thoughts, Tang Yi didn't turn around, knowing that it was Li Qing who came here. If a few people drink alcohol, they will naturally not let others participate, if the speaker is boring, the listener is not clear, and others and themselves are unhappy.

"The predecessors are so Yaxing. Li Qing stood behind Tang Yi and spoke. As Lin Like's daughter, although she is also respectful to Grandmaster Huandan, she is not afraid, let alone restrained.

Tang Yi said with a smile: "Yaxing can't talk about it, it's just fun, disturbing the girl's purity." ”

Li Qing smiled, like a hundred flowers in full bloom, beautiful and bright: "It's an honor for my predecessors to come." Then he lowered his eyebrows and asked curiously: "I don't know what the name of the words and sentences chanted by the predecessors is appropriate?"

"Water Tune Song Head". ”

Li Qing admired sincerely: "The predecessors are so literate. In addition to cultivation since she was a child, she has been quite interested in this poetry and song. It's the first time I've heard such a remarkable word when I've grown so big, and I'm really convinced.

There are monks in this world, and naturally there will be no "everything is inferior but high in reading", so the status of the literati is not so detached, and the Wenzong is naturally not as prosperous as the earth. This poem of Su Shi has been passed down through the ages even on the earth, let alone this.

Tang Yi smiled, knowing that Li Qing had misunderstood, and he didn't want to pretend to be in the name of his ancestors, so he immediately explained: "This is not what I wrote, but a senior named Su Shi." ”

"Su Shi?" Li Qing was a little puzzled, and made a contemplative statement, if there was such a person, he would have been famous all over the world long ago, how could he not have heard of it? But seeing Tang Yi's words, he had no choice but to believe it, and then asked: "Which master is this, and is there any other writing?" "Sincerely, she really wants to know.

This can't be explained, Tang Yi had to shirk it: "I also saw it in a fragment by chance, and his person can't be examined, which disappointed the girl." ”

Li Qing was very regretful, but she was helpless, but she made up her mind to collect more classical fragments in the future, and there would be no surprises.