Chapter Eighty-Nine: Sitting and Talking
The night is quiet and quiet, and everything is asleep. In the midst of peace and tranquility, the silvery moonlight scattered randomly across the mountains, and the soft sound of the piano and the fragrance of the night permeated the air, as if woven into a soft light veil net, gently enveloping the surrounding night sky and isolating another beautiful world. No matter how much grass or tree, flower or leaf is not as real as in the past, as if it is sprinkled with brilliant colors, making people dreamlike and forgetting where it is.
Under the moon, in the forest, the person who stroked the qin tied his hair with a high crown, and his clothes fluttered in the wind, and he was at the peak of his interest at this time. The slender plain hand gently flicks slowly, like a slow-flowing stream, clear and pleasant, gurgling away, and suddenly becomes a wind and clouds, whale waves are angry, and the waves are terrifying......
At the end of the song, Tang Yi was still intoxicated. The beauty of its rhythm and artistic conception are truly breathtaking!
Immersed, aftertaste, I can't help but worship: "Mr. Piano skills are superb, and now I know that the four words 'three days around the beam' are honest and do not deceive me." "Tang Yi has always been like Chenghai, and today he has a lot of sighs with the sound of the piano, which is not easy for himself, and this person is even more extraordinary!
"Acquaintances are hard to find, confidants are rare, and Taoist friends come here because of fate. The person stroking the piano smiled heartily, his tone was easy-going, and he had a sense of mountains and flowing water, and he was indescribably free and easy. Then he pointed to the open space opposite: "Please." ”
Tang Yi was unrestrained and sat on the ground: "In the lower Tang Yi, I have seen Taoist friends." ”
"Tang Yi?" The man's eyes were like shallow springs, clear to the bottom, and he looked up and down with interest, but he was not rude, just curious. I saw Tang Yi's grace and charm, his demeanor was peaceful, and his body was upright and gentle. Xin Zanguo is a Taoist Quanzhen, and then said: "I have heard the name for a long time, and you can see Taoist friends in the forest. ”
Such a vulgar and extraordinary sound, as if it is integrated into the rhyme, seems to be spontaneously born in the heart, even if it is difficult for me to do it now. Tang Yi suddenly realized that this person was a Taoist cultivator who had reached the top of the Dan Return. The supreme grandmasters bred by the sects that have accumulated thousands of years of precipitation are really unfathomable.
The Guangyuan faction has a long tradition in this world, and it has endured to this day. What's more important is that its self-cultivation face is unique, which can be said to be diametrically opposed to Biluo. If you talk about attacking and fighting, Biluo wins, but if you talk about Dao Yun perception and mental cultivation, how can the Biluo Sword Sect not be as good as this long-standing faction whose inheritance is not known.
The two sat on the ground, their posture was free and easy, as if they knew how to make friends and were close to nature, and even the night was much brighter because of the appearance of the two.
"I will travel on a whim, otherwise I would not be sorry to miss such good news. Tang Yi said with a smile
Lin Li laughed when he heard this: "Daoyou is elegant, and I am also happy to stroke the piano on a whim today, otherwise I would not regret missing such a beautiful woman." ”
This is true, although the sound of this piano is wonderful, but if the Taoist heart is insufficient and the realm is not thoughtful, how can you hear it. Tang Yi is just a second turn, Lin Li can be clear, but he can come along with the sound, and he has a deep sense of Taoist rhyme, so he becomes a friend. Otherwise, there are only a handful of people in this world who can make him look sideways, let alone sit and fellowship.
Both of them are wonderful people, and they are by no means mundane. Lin Li has never been self-conscious, and Tang Yi is even more unrestrained, and the two of them talked freely about the Xuan in the breeze, accompanied by the bright moon.
Lin Li can accumulate many years, has a broad knowledge, and can be regarded as reaching the top of the realm himself, although his words are concise, but often far-reaching. One thought is plain, the second thought is moving, and the third thought knows nature, which is evocative and long.
Tang Yi listened silently most of the time, and occasionally had words of understanding, but Lin Li could first groan, and then exhale quickly, which was subtle.
Tang Yi and Lin Like said that it was an exchange, in fact, it was more about learning, admiring this talent's high intelligence, if he was born in the Taixuan Immortal Sect, I am afraid that he is not inferior to his master, even so, he has gained a lot.
Lin Li was more and more surprised, Tang Yi seemed to be inferior to his own realm, but this Dao Perception could keep up with his own thoughts, even the Huandan elders in the Guangyuan Sect rarely had such a background, let alone let himself be so happy. I regret a little in my heart, if I had to meet Tang Yi earlier and introduce him into the door, even if Guangyuan left him in the future, he would not be able to let the Biluo Sword Sect dominate the way.
After all, Tang Yi is standing on the shoulders of giants, just like the content taught by university teachers must be understood by college students, if it is a beginner Chinese, I am afraid that professors will also have a headache, how to talk freely.
The moon is setting, and the night in the forest quietly dissipates at some point, and the silence around is slowly replaced by noise. The two of them suddenly passed away overnight, and then they looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
At the end of the night, both of them stopped talking. Tang Yizheng was about to get up and say goodbye, but Lin Like said: "The Tao has not yet arrived, although I don't know what the content is this year, with the style of the Biluo Sword Sect, I am afraid that it will be a set of fighting, killing and killing." I simply asked a few old friends to get together today to tell me about the old days. If you have time, would it be good to join you?"
Tang Yi was full of interest when he heard this, and Lin Like's old friends should also be profound masters. Although the Taixuan Immortal Gate is considered to be the top in the heavens and ten thousand worlds, there are three thousand avenues, and no one can know everything. After all, every monk and sect has their own unique perception experience, whether deep or shallow, high or low, it is different after all. If you can listen and watch more, you will naturally benefit a lot and benefit a lot.
Tang Yi said happily: "Such an excellent opportunity, I yearn for it in my heart." ”
Lin Like nodded, and with a slight stroke of his right hand, the incense burner and guqin disappeared. Seeing this, Tang Yi secretly thought to himself, this is somewhat similar to what is going on in his sleeve. And Lin Li Ke was not conservative, and explained: "This is a secret technique in the door, which is the most convenient for storage, if Brother Dao is interested, you can take a look at the mysteries." ”