"you're awake."
A sound as clear as water sounded, like a jade chime and a guqin.
Li Dao What.
The black hair is not tied up, draped over the shoulders, floating slightly in the spring breeze.
This scene was so beautiful and picturesque that Li Daoxuan was slightly absent-minded. He only felt that even the most skilled painter could not paint the charm of Miss Zhuge at this moment.
At the same time, he also felt that he could not see through this girl Zhuge more and more. She was unrestrained and unrestrained while leaning on the mountains and rivers, and her elegance and calmness at this moment, as if she had suddenly changed from a mad scholar in the Wei and Jin Dynasties to a poet-reading Jiangnan poet. Talented woman.
"Since Master Li is awake, why don't you get down from the little girl's bed quickly?"
Taizhen glanced sideways slightly and said with a smile: "This small bed may not be able to bear your weight, Master Li."
Only then did Li Daoxuan realize that he was actually on her bed. No wonder there was a faint fragrance lingering around him.
He quickly got out of bed, put on his shoes and socks, and said, "I'm really sorry, I was drunk!"
His face was slightly red. He didn't expect that one day he would drink the fragments. The lost memories came back to his mind. He, a monk in the Yin Shen Realm, actually lost his footing and fell into the stream. He was in a very embarrassed state.
When he thought of that scene, he dug his toes into the ground, embarrassed, it was so embarrassing!
Drinking is harmful!
Taizhen smiled faintly and said: "Before I could congratulate the real person, I was just in a drunken dream. The real person succeeded in breaking through the realm, which made this little girl envious."
Li Daoxuan was stunned when he heard this.
Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly broken through to the late Yin Shen stage!
The mana in the body is surging, like a rushing river and huge waves. It has more than doubled than before!
The most important thing is that his soul has become stronger. His Yinshen has almost completely solidified, becoming tougher, and his perception of everything in the world has become more acute. Even if he closes his eyes, the scenes hundreds of feet around him will automatically appear in his eyes. Every detail appeared in his mind.
Even when a bee accidentally fell from a flower outside the yard, he could "see" it clearly.
Even if he concentrates his mind, he can clearly see the traces of the bee flapping its wings, as if they were slowed down dozens of times.
Entering the late stage of Yinshen, this means that Li Daoxuan will be more powerful when casting spells and magical powers, and his control of magic weapons will be more flexible, and his combat power will have a leap.
In addition, in the late stage of Yin Shen, the soul is already powerful enough to completely get rid of the shackles of the physical body, roam the world, and fly thousands of miles. As long as you hide during the day and don't get hit by the sun, it will be fine.
Of course, if the soul is out of the body for more than seven days, the physical body will completely die. At this time, the Yin God will have to look for the next physical body, which is commonly known as resurrecting the soul through corpse.
Li Dao
Taizhen smiled faintly and said: "The main thing is that you, Master Li, have superior qualifications. My wine is just a supplement."
Li Daoxuan was about to speak when something suddenly occurred to him. He hurriedly asked: "Miss Zhuge, how long have I been sleeping?"
Taizhen counted with his fingers and said: "Soon, it will be thirty or fifty days."
Li Daoxuan's expression froze, and he was in a mess in the room.
Thirty to fifty days...
Wouldn't that mean that even the day lilies are cold?
The Longmen Immortal Association may have ended long ago. How many things have I missed?
Thinking about it this way, there seems to be not much joy left in the breakthrough.
Taizhen smiled, touched his lips lightly with the pen holder, and said jokingly: "I lied to you, you were only drunk for half a day. The fact that Mr. Li Dazhen trusts this little girl really scares me."
Li Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief.
He smiled bitterly and said: "It's true that I have a master's destiny and must participate in the Longmen Immortal Association. Girl, don't make fun of me anymore."
After a pause, he said a little embarrassedly: "There is one more thing I would like to ask the girl for advice."
Taizhen glanced at him and said, "Let me guess, what you are asking about is related to praying for rain, yes or no?"
Li Dao Even if Wolong is resurrected, I'm afraid it will only be like this."
Taizhen smiled and said: "It's not difficult to guess. The Longmen Immortal Meeting is about to be held. As a disciple of Longhu Mountain, you will naturally think hard about the method of praying for rain. However, Chang'an's dragon energy is rich, and it is difficult for ordinary rain-praying techniques to be effective. .”
Li Dao
Taizhen laughed and said: "You are really strange. You are a hundred times better than me in cultivation, but you ask me, a weak woman, for advice. Even the famous Li Dazhen, who is said to be invincible under the Yang God, is helpless." What can I do?"
Hearing this, Li Daoxuan smiled bitterly, feeling a little disappointed.
He couldn't help but laugh at himself. He was really messed up and sought medical treatment in a hurry. Miss Zhuge was indeed smart, knowledgeable and had a strategy, but praying for rain was different from investigating a case and could not be solved with wisdom.
It can only be said that the other party gave him a very strange feeling. Although her cultivation was not high, she was extremely intelligent. It seemed that she could come up with a solution to any difficult problem in the world.
Li Daoxuan shook his head and said, "It's a poor Taoist named Meng Lang. I hope the girl will forgive me."
He looked at the sky and said, "Miss Zhuge, it's getting late. I'm going back to Chang'an. I'll come back to see you when the Longmen Immortal Association is over."
Although the troubles in his heart were not solved, Li Daoxuan was very grateful to Zhuge Qing.
And when he got along with her, he felt very relaxed. This thatched cottage hidden deep in Zhongnan Mountain gave him a paradise-like feeling, far away from the troubles and the world, allowing people to gain inner peace.
Taizhen finally finished writing the last word. She stopped writing, blew on the ink, and said with a smile: "I just finished writing the method of praying for rain. Are you sure Li Zhenren wants to leave?"
Li Daoxuan stopped, turned around suddenly, and looked at the other party in surprise.
"You...you didn't mean..."
Taizhen put down his pen, leaned lazily on the wicker chair, stretched out comfortably, and said with a smile: "Under normal circumstances, there is really nothing a little girl can do, but I really like the poem by Who Called Li Zhenren?" Woolen cloth."
She covered her jade hand with the paper to block Li Daoxuan's gaze.
"Still the old rules, one thing for another, you recite the poem you recited when you were drunk in full, and this method of praying for rain will be given to you."
Li Daoxuan said with some shame: "That's not a poem I wrote, I just heard it occasionally."
Taizhen chuckled and said: "I'm afraid there aren't many books in this world that I haven't read. Master Li is so talented, why should he be too self-effacing?"
After a pause, she said: "In a word, should I change it or not?"
Li Daoxuan said without saying a word, he immediately said: "Change, must change!"
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A moment later, Li Daoxuan left the thatched cottage.
Chacha was drunk and fell asleep on the ground in the yard.
He shook his head and smiled, walked over and picked her up, placed her on a wicker chair in the courtyard, took out a big cloak from the Three Realms Gourd, and put it on her body.
"Drink...delicious..."
Chacha smelled of alcohol, was tightly wrapped in a cloak, and talked in her sleep.
Li Daoxuan smiled and touched her head, then looked at the warm and quiet courtyard, and then used his magical power to fly towards Chang'an.
In the thatched cottage.
Taizhen leaned against the window, watching the scene quietly, with a soft smile on his face.
She picked up the pen again and took out a book from her arms. When she opened it, she saw lines of elegant handwriting.
"The first time, there was a wind and moon in the thatched cottage in Nanshan, and I didn't know we were old friends when we met."
She turned to the blank section and started writing the second chapter of the story.
"The second time, after getting drunk and singing wildly, I will drink wine. When I wake up, I don't know where the sun and the moon are."
The ink is fragrant and elegant, and the characters are like dragons and phoenixes.
An hour later, she had finished writing the second chapter and was reading quietly in the sunshine, with a faint smile on her lips.
"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea and never returns. If you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening..."
She recited this poem softly, her eyes sparkling with brilliance and her aftertaste was long.
"Junior brother's poetic talent is probably no less than that of a Buddhist monk."
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