"? What's that? Shang Yang asked curiously.

"Well, it's a musical instrument, and when it is played, it can make both the person who blows and the person who listens feel happy, and it's a good thing for self-cultivation. Xing Tian thought about it when he heard this, and explained seriously.

"Oh! That's good, I want to learn, and after I finish learning, I will only give the master a, and I won't blow anyone else. Shang Yang frowned and waved his little hand.

"Well, you wait for me, I'll prepare. Xing Tian instructed, turned around and walked to the side of the cliff, and heard the sound of the rope, and after a while, his voice was a little dull and said, "Okay, come here!"

The curious merchant sheep on the side rushed over when he heard the words, as if looking at the Western scenery, and poked his head to look carefully: "Wow! This is really ugly, and it is so big." How do you blow it? Do you blow it on the bigger side?"

Xingtian's face was black, he was a little annoyed and angry, and shouted: "What ugly, what ugly, this is called original and natural." And if the guy is not big, how dare he take it out. After two reprimands, Xing Tian's voice changed: "Yes, this is the place to blow." ”

As he spoke, Xing Tianshang pointed his finger and instructed at the same time: "Do you see that small gap? Remember, be sure to hold it in and move your tongue with it. There are a lot of things I can only tell you, and the rest is that practice makes perfect. ”

After saying what he wanted to express in one breath, Xing Tian leaned against the stone wall behind him and said, "Okay, you first follow what I just said, give it a try!"

"Hmm!" Shang Yang was still a little nervous in the face of unfamiliar things, but she had a big personality, and she forgot about her nervousness in a blink of an eye. Reach out and hold it, and then be surprised: "Wow! It's so thick! It's so big!"

Xing Tian looked proud when he heard this: "That's not it, and it doesn't depend on who took it out." ”

"I'll try!" Shang Yang was a little impatient, and immediately lowered his head and opened his mouth to hold it.

"Whew, warm warm. Shang Yang screamed in surprise.

"Warm you big-headed ghost, you've got my fingers in your mouth. Xingtian's face was black.

"Hee-hee, do people play with you!" Shang Yang didn't care, and said with a smile, this time very seriously.

"Huhuhu! no! can't blow!" After trying a few times but no sound, Shang Yang raised his head and said anxiously.

Then, without waiting for Xingtian to point it out, his eyes lit up and said, "Why don't I bite it gently, and then match my tongue again to see if I can." ”

Still didn't wait for Xingtian to speak, the anxious girl lowered her head again, this time her teeth bit gently, her tongue was no longer stiff, and she began to move.

"Hmm~!"

A small but clear voice sounded, and Shang Yang jumped up happily: "It's ringing, it's ringing, I'm blowing." ”

At the foot of the cliff, Xingtian, who was sitting cross-legged, looked at Shang Yang's joy of jumping in place with a long flute, and he also encouraged: "Yes, there is progress, and then you have to practice hard." Then I'll call you a tune, and we'll play a song together!"

In the following time, Xingtian followed Shang Yang to her cave mansion and urged her to practice every day. As for Xingtian himself, he watched the beauty on the side.

Time passed, and three months later, Shang Yang, under the guidance of Xingtian, could play a tune perfectly.

"Ahh

Fortunately, they are all monks who have become immortals, and they have a lot of time to squander. This is also why immortals are more erudite and have various interests and hobbies, because there is too much time to be taken up by cultivation, and the rest can only study other things.

After another year, Shang Yang finally understood the score and could play the flute to the score.

Three years later, Shang Yang has mastered the flute, although it is not at the professional level, but there is still an amateur level.

Ten years later, Shang Yang's flute has reached the professional level and can perform externally, and finally meets the requirements of Xingtian.

So, on a moonlit night, the two sat on the cliff.

Xing Tian sat cross-legged, and a guqin in front of him was floating in the air.

Beside him, Shang Yang was dressed in green clothes, holding a long flute, standing beside Xingtian.

The two glanced at each other, Xing Tian's hands moved slightly, jumping back and forth on the guqin, and the gentle and crisp sound of the qin quietly came out.

"Insult!

Immediately afterwards, Shang Yang's long flute also sounded, the piano and flute ensemble, ethereal and melodious, lingering, smiling proudly!

"Hmm!"

......

The two played on the cliff for seven days, and after seven days, they drifted away. Leaving a group of fans who heard the fairy sound for the first time, wailing at the empty cliff.

"Whew~!"

"Whew~!"

"Whew~!"

Dozens of miles away, Xingtian and Shang Yang crossed the mountains and mountains, and their footsteps seemed to be in a hurry.

"Sir, can't we play for a few days? Why are we in such a hurry to leave? "Shang Yang is a little reluctant, in the past few days of playing, there are living beings gathering every day, and there are big people like Xuan Xian among them.

Xing Tianbai glanced at this grinning maid, that cliff is the land where the wolf clan roars every month, you occupy other people's territory, and you want to stay for a few more days, isn't this a lack of heart?

However, Xing Tian did not say this, but said: "This is not in a hurry, we can combine at any time in the future." But there are still many things to do, such as treasure hunting!"

The words "treasure hunting!" aroused Shang Yang's curiosity, she decisively forgot about the combination of the qin and the flute, and chased Xingtian to ask about the treasure hunt.

"Master, treasure hunting, what kind of treasure are you looking for!" Xing Tian walked in front, and Shang Yang asked by pulling the corner of his clothes.

"Well, how can I say it! It's just some heaven and earth spirit roots and innate spirit treasures or something. Speaking of this, Xingtian looked at Shang Yang, who had nothing to lose, and said, "When you find the baby, the master will give you one." As a descendant of Pangu, the lord of Western Kunlun, and the maid of Zuqi's sworn brother Xingtian, there is no one who is a baby, isn't this a slap in my face?"

"Uh-huh! Lord is the best, we are treasure hunting!" Shang Yang couldn't help cheering, and then the familiar mantra came again: "Master, you don't inquire, my Shang Yang loves treasure hunting." I want to ...... in the first place."

"......" Xingtian was speechless, looking at the woman who was talking endlessly in front of him, he was a little curious, who taught this maid, and he felt that he didn't have much real ability, but this arrogant tone was not small.

Xing Tian patiently listened to Shang Yang's self-exaggeration, and listened to the child's "treasure hunt", and he gave high affirmation.

But when Xingtian wanted to ask if there was anything strange around, Shang Yang didn't give him a chance, and directly boasted proudly.

Looking at Shang Yang, who was walking beside him with great interest and constantly bragging, Xingtian suddenly felt that his future life would not be monotonous.

Because, with such a braggart maid, even if you want to be monotonous, it's impossible!