The sun rises in the east and sparkles.

Mo Che's heart was powerless.

This Dongting Lake is just a beautiful river on the surface, but in ancient times, it was a blessed land where demon dragons lived, and the battle of sealing demons wiped out those powerful demons and beasts, but most of the water creatures left in this lake inherited the existence of those demon bloodlines, which were much more ferocious than ordinary water creatures.

With the strength of his peak qi refining, as long as he doesn't meet a person who cultivates the truth, he is almost invincible among the mortals. But in the face of this vast cave, there is nothing to be done. It is not far from Qianxia Mountain here, but Buddhism and Taoism are contending, and the relationship between Taihuanlou and Qianxia Mountain is not good. If others speak softly and ask for help, the most likely result is that they will be snubbed.

But at this point, he couldn't care about it anymore. Just as he was about to drive the boat to Qianxia Mountain for help, he suddenly heard a loud laugh coming from behind.

"What a big fish!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard a "bang!", and a fat whitebait landed at Mo Che's feet.

"Childe!"

Mo Che didn't stop for too long on the big outrageous fat fish, staring at the person who came, with an excited expression.

"Why, you're hungry, this fish is our lunch!"

Zhuge Hong didn't realize how much trouble his disappearance had brought to the other party, and pointed to the fat fish on the ground and smiled.

Although he devoured many such silverfish, the refining of the flesh obviously failed to alleviate Zhuge Hong's hunger, and since last night, he has not eaten a grain of rice.

Mo Che obviously also remembered this, looked at the fat fish under his feet with a dull face, and said a little angrily: "Childe personally took the risk, just for this little appetite?"

As he was talking, there was a gurgling sound from the little Taoist boy's stomach, his face turned red, and his tone was much lighter.

Zhuge Hong couldn't help but wonder, probably knowing the distress caused by his disappearance to this little Taoist boy, and explained: "This silverfish is not ordinary, I took a lot of effort to catch it. ”

This is half-true, he has a deep understanding of the effect of whitebait, that is, cooking and eating, it must also be of great benefit to the body, not to mention such a fat whitebait, unless it is in the deepest part of the bottom of the lake, it cannot be seen anywhere else. But thinking of the cave, Zhuge Hong subconsciously added: "Don't take it as an example, this little guy will be left to you to take care of!" As he spoke, he turned around and sat at the bow of the boat.

The ups and downs of the previous life have made him accustomed to adventures, but this time he was at the bottom of the cave, but it made him wake up to the fact that starting from the beginning in this life, he would always have a little more awe of this strange and familiar immortal world, even if one day, he would break the shackles of this heaven and earth.

Until then, be careful. If the cave wasn't just a tomb for strange beasts, how could he get out of it so easily. Subconsciously glanced at the wound that was gradually disappearing on his palms, Zhuge Hong breathed a long sigh of relief. Even with the skill of covering the sea of fantasy, climbing up from the bottom of the dead thing's grave with his bare hands made him suffer. However, the powerful self-healing ability of this body made him secretly smack his tongue, and he didn't know if this was the mystery of the Xuan Netherworld's body, even if it was because of the fusion of that drop of Kunpeng essence blood.

Mo Che saw that his son-in-law was as good as a stream, so he didn't continue to dwell on this matter, and happily grabbed the half-dead silverfish, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, although he couldn't see where this silverfish was strange, but with this weight alone, it was absolutely extraordinary.

Thinking about it, he set up a stove in the stern of the boat and began to tinker with the delicacy.

Tai Phantom Building cultivates Taoism, but it is famous for its strange and obscene skills. Like the stove that Mo Che now uses to grill fish, it is not only easy to carry, but also fully functional, even if Zhuge Hong experienced the baptism of intelligence frenzy in his first life, he couldn't help but be amazed.

It was when he was secretly praising that a clear sound of the piano rose from the sky, as if it was from the clouds of the Nine Heavens, which made people can't help but be fascinated by the Yaolin Wonderland.

Then there was a quiet sound of the cave flute, nine twists and turns, and it reverberated gracefully.

The sound of the piano is ethereal, and the hole flute is graceful.

All of a sudden, the entire surface of Dongting Lake was filled with the sound of pianos and flutes.

There seemed to be a disagreement between the two tones at first, as if they wanted to compete for high and low. Soon after, it was perfectly blended together to form a perfect ensemble of piano and flute.

Zhuge Hong's insight in the previous two lives was extraordinary, but when it comes to comprehending the elegance of this qin flute, it depends on Zhuge Hong in this life. Although this Zhuge Gongzi cultivates real dishes, but looking at the entire Kyushu mortal world, he is a first-class romantic talent, and he is all excellent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, even if he only inherited a part of it after the ram Hong took it, it is enough to be called a talent.

As the saying goes, there is no first martial arts and no second, but if there is a talent who is good at this way and encounters such elegant things, it is inevitable to make a comment, and even more, there are not a few competitions in the piano. However, today's Zhuge Hong is dedicated to immortality, and he obviously has no interest in this.

Mo Che has been with him for many years, and he is still clear about his son's temperament, although the young master of Taihuanlou disdains to compete with ordinary people, but he will inevitably make a comment or two.

It's just that Zhuge Hong stood at the bow of the boat refreshed for a long time, with far-reaching eyes, but he didn't say a word.

Strangely, Mo Che's eyes shook slightly, and he felt in a trance that there was an inexplicable momentum on Gongzi's body at this moment, which was somewhat similar to what was revealed in Shi Ping's day.

"This ......" is in his way, and naturally it is impossible to say why.

However, the smell of the fatty fish that had been grilled to a golden brown from time to time allowed him to get rid of this doubt in a timely manner.

"Childe, the fish is ready!"

Almost at the same time, a burst of laughter suddenly came from the vast smoke in the distance: "Miss Zhuying's piano skills are exquisite, I admire ...... below"

Then a pleasant female voice came: "Qi Gongzi is vain, Jiuhua Mountain's cloud-piercing flute is famous, the little woman's piano skills are only peeking at the skin, it is difficult to get into the elegant hall, how dare you compare with Gongzi!"

"Okay, you two don't flatter each other, according to my sister's opinion, the two of you are evenly divided, regardless of Xuanxuan, Piercing Cloud Xiao and Tianxiangqin are both unique in the world, it is really difficult to compete with each other......" Another charming voice sounded.

That Qi Gongzi laughed: "Sister Duyue is very right, Miss Zhuying ranks first in the group of Fang spectrum, I didn't expect that it is even more wonderful and superb in the study of music and rhythm, since ancient times, Wu Yue is a spiritual master, and Gusu is a talented woman, and she really doesn't deceive me......"

"Flim Tongue ......" The two girls laughed for a while, obviously in a very good mood.

As he spoke, a delicate building ship had already sailed, and the ensemble of the piano and flute was obviously the means of these people.

Zhuge Hong grinned, secretly guessing the origin of several people.