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After the song was finished, the woman on the main seat who was stroking the qin looked at Zhang Yang and said with a smile:

"This fellow Daoist, do you have a favorite girl?"

The woman's voice is very special, at first glance, it is crisp and pleasant, like a spring flowing through a deep valley, but with a demagogic tone, which makes the man feel soft all over the body when he hears it.

Seeing that she should be in her thirties, but she is very well maintained, looking like she is in her twenties, wearing a goose-yellow high-waisted shirt, you can see the edge of the pink bandeau and a corset brocade belt tied to the thin waist, revealing the uneven figure.

In particular, that flawless face can attract the attention of most men.

As the Fuqin woman spoke, dozens of beautiful women who sang and danced lightly looked at Zhang Yang, and saw that it was a handsome little Langjun, and even a few of them threw their eyes.

Dozens of eyes fell on him, Zhang Yang's face was bitter, he didn't think it before, but now dozens of 'dancing girls' looked at him, and every cultivator was above him, and even a few glances made him feel an invisible coercion, which was only available to monks in the foundation building period!

It is no wonder that the records of the sect once said that as long as there are spirit stones, you can be happy with the monks in the foundation building period in the Baihua Building, Yixian Pavilion, and Fengyi Courtyard.

Zhang Yang reached out and touched the storage bag on his waist, took out a piece of jade slip, and showed a bit of the unique restraint of a teenager on his face:

"Su Wen Yixian Pavilion will collect some singing lyrics on weekdays, which are composed by the juniors, and the seniors are invited to take a look. ”

"Oh?" Fuqin woman Yu showed a little curiosity on her face, and with a wave of her hand, the jade slip in Zhang Yang's hand flew over.

The young man in front of her was only a fourth-level cultivator, not outstanding, she thought that this was an ordinary guest, but she didn't expect that she was here to sell lyrics, Yixian Pavilion would collect some lyrics in the past, and even send people to collect some lyrics from the literati and scholars in the secular world for singing on weekdays.

The old Taoist priests, middle-aged scribes, and dozens of beautiful women in Qianyang Palace also looked at Zhang Yang with interest, only the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes beside him kept his eyes on the woman who was fond, looking infatuated.

The woman who stroked the qin put the jade slip into her hand and put it on her forehead, a little, only to see her eyes light up and smile brightly.

The woman put the jade slip aside, and the jade hand was placed on the strings, and as the sound of the piano sounded, the red lips opened lightly:

"When is the bright moon?

Ask the sky for wine...

I don't know what year it is...

I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold in the heights...

Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world?

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleepless...

There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete...

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for a long time..."

The touching sound of the piano, coupled with the woman's unique voice, a song of Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Head" was played flawlessly.

Even dozens of beautiful women danced unconsciously.

After the song was finished, I only listened to the old Taoist priest of Qianyang Palace, his face was excited, and he praised it:

"Good song, good words, good songs, good words!"

A few praises woke up the people present, and their eyes fell on Zhang Yang, this young monk is actually a talented man?

The old Taoist priest has been fond of music and poetry all his life, and at this time he couldn't help but move his heart to love talents, his eyes turned on Zhang Yang, and he asked lightly: "This lyrics are composed by Xiaoyou?"

Zhang Yang nodded, and just wanted to answer, only to hear the woman Fuqin chant softly:

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge. If the relationship between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight! Can you solve the little girl's doubts?"

After the fuqin woman finished speaking, she looked at Zhang Yang with bright eyes, as if she was about to drip water, which made the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes on the side quite apprehensive, looking at his expression, he actually ate the vinegar of this junior of the same sect.

Zhang Yang settled down, and secretly said in his heart that he couldn't bear it, if he wanted to say that a woman has three points of appearance and seven points of temperament, this amorous woman in front of her will almost have full marks for both!

"This poem comes from a story of ours, according to legend, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl ......"

After settling down, Zhang Yang adapted the mythical love story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl slightly and told it slowly.

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. If the relationship between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight!" After listening to the story, the Fuqin woman sighed softly, and the little grief between her eyebrows caused the young monk to look distressed.

After sighing lightly, the Fuqin woman looked at Zhang Yang and said with a slight smile: "Daoyou's lyrics, I accepted it in Yixian Pavilion! Zhuyun, take a hundred medium-grade spirit stones!"

One hundred medium-grade spirit stones!

When Zhang Yang heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised, until a woman in white with a veil brought a storage bag and handed it to him, and then he came back to his senses!

The woman fuqin looked at Zhang Yang's surprised appearance, chuckled, and then seemed to think of something, reached out and stroked the storage bag on her waist, and in a flash of light, a white jade box flew out of it and flew towards Zhang Yang.

"This thing can help Daoyou go further, so as to live up to the talent of Daoyou. ”

Zhang Yang just came back to his senses, and was stunned again, although he knew that the poems that could be passed down through the ages in his previous life were extraordinary, but the price of a hundred medium-grade spirit stones was still a little unexpected, not to mention that in addition to spirit stones, there were also treasures to give.

"Thank you, senior!"

After taking the jade box, Zhang Yang stood up and bowed to the Fuqin woman, this week is sincere!

The woman who stroked the qin just nodded generously, smiled brightly and didn't say much.

"Little friend, would you like to worship the old Tao as a teacher?"

As soon as Zhang Yang stood up, a voice sounded in the hall, and when he turned his head, the old Taoist priest of Qianyang Palace was looking at him with an appreciative expression.

It's a great choice to learn from a foundation monk!

As for the Huoyun Sect, for Zhang Yang, it was already on the list of giving up, and that was where he didn't dare to go back!

After a little hesitation, Zhang Yang was ready to agree, he was not blind, he had already seen that this old Taoist priest appreciated his 'literary talent', and if he plagiarized a few poems from his previous life in the future, he would definitely be able to make this person happy!

However, just as he was about to agree, a cold snort came to his ears.

"This is a disciple of my Huoyun Sect, how can I let you Sun Laodao accept apprentices if you want? For the sake of the face that you and Miss Ouyang are bosom friends, I won't bother with you!

Naturally, it was the foundation building period monk of the Fire Cloud Sect who spoke, and this young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was glaring angrily at the old Taoist.

"Hey..."

The old Taoist priest's face was stunned, as if he had just remembered that the monk of the Huoyun Sect in front of him had directly regarded this as a transparent person in the past! In front of him, it was inappropriate to accept the disciples of the Huoyun Sect as disciples!

After laughing, the matter was revealed.

"Juniors retire!"

Under the eyes of many people, especially the frequent flattery of several 'dancing girls', Zhang Yang couldn't bear it, and after showing a bit of the unique restraint of a teenager on his face, he naturally retreated.

"Please also ask Miss Ouyang to play another song from the ...... just now"

When Zhang Yang walked out of Yixian Pavilion and came to the ship, the impatient voice of the old Taoist priest sounded behind him.

Flipped the storage bag in his hand, and with a sweep of his divine sense, there were a hundred medium-grade spirit stones the size of a baby's fist, as well as a jade box with a whole body white, Zhang Yang's face showed undisguised joy!