056 fairy song soundless seven-string shock

Let's say that Nangong Xia went down the mountain alone and returned to Xianxia Valley. Looking at these thatched huts, he didn't know where to start tidying up.

He first entered the outermost room and saw that although there was not much in the room, it was extremely neat. On the bed, the bedding had been folded squarely. Above a few, there was no water in the pot, but the cups and utensils were extremely clean. Nangong Xia took a general look, but there was no place to clean up by himself, so he turned around and retreated.

If it is correct, then this should be the residence of his master Qingyi Taoist, but what makes Nangong Xia slightly strange is that there is no Sanqing plaque here.

Nangong Xia went to the middle room, but as soon as he was about to open the door, the door fell in. Fortunately, it was extremely wet in the valley, but it did not cause any dust. Nangong Xia looked inside and saw that there were cobwebs. Occasionally, several cockroaches fled to the dark place when they saw the sun. Nangong Xia hesitated for a moment, but I don't know whether to go in or not.

In the end, Nangong Xia still did not enter the room, but he really didn't know how to clean up the hut. He went to the third hut, and the third hut was also neat, but the room was not only very small, but also put some pots and pans and pans. It turned out that this room was just a kitchen, basically It's not a place where you can live.

"I want to live in the extremely cold cave for two years, and I have only lived in a normal room for a few days. At this time, I have to sleep in the wilderness again." Nangong Xia said lightly. He looked at several grass houses and countless huge trees not far away. He wanted not to cut down a few trees to build several wooden houses, but he was also a little hesitant in his heart, but he had not done this, and he really didn't know how to deal with it.

Just as Nangong Xia hesitated, he saw a group of people coming towards him. Nangong Xia first put down what was in his heart and greeted him.

When Nangong Xia saw that the leader of the people was Song Yuan Song Junping, the leader's disciple, Nangong Xia asked, "Brother Song, you are." He didn't expect that his identity was higher than that of the other generation.

"Uncle Nangong, this can't be done. You have worshipped Uncle Qingyi as your teacher. Naturally, you are the elders of our class. How can this generation be chaotic? But in the end, he also endured a little smile. Nangong Xia could also guess some reasons at this time, but he didn't say much at this time.

Nangong Xia saw that several people took out storage tools, and then many thick bamboo and various tools appeared in the open space in front of the house, and asked, "Then you are."

"Master is afraid that Xianxia Valley is small and the house may not be enough to live in, so he asked us to come over and help his uncle build a few bamboo houses and make do with it first. After the weather gets warmer, Yuhua Palace will replan the residence of Xianxia Valley." Song Junping said that at his signal, these disciples have begun to build bamboo houses not far from the thatched hut.

"You and I are both practitioners. We can have a few thatched huts or bamboo houses to shelter from the wind and rain, but we don't have to waste so much. Why are we need to be like those ordinary people?" Nangong Xiadao saw that the place where Qingyi had lived before was so dilapidated, so he had guessed something, so he also knew that what the other party said about rebuilding the residence should be just a rhetoric.

Soon after, the three bamboo houses were built. Song Junping asked Nangong Xia to see if there was anything that needed to be modified. Nangong Xia was also satisfied with the bamboo house, so he didn't say anything.

"In this case, my nephew will not disturb my uncle Qingxiu and leave." At this time, Song Junping had left with those disciples.

Looking at these empty bamboo houses, Nangong Xia had more and more doubts about his master. He couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. At this time, he took out the fragments of the cup broken by Qingyi, but wanted to see if there was a way to repair it.

It was at this time that a girl in a light green dress stood at the door and looked into the house, and Nangong Xia put away the fragments.

"Here..." Sima Hanling said. She pointed exaggeratedly around the room, and then whispered, "It's really four walls of the family, even the mouse is about to move."

"Where, this is the house built by Brother Song and other disciples. The original house is the nest of mouse cockroaches. I don't know how many fairy elixirs they have stolen from the master. I guess they will become immortals." Nangong Xia laughed and pointed out his master's residence to Sima Hanling from the window.

Sima Hanling looked at those dilapidated thatched huts and then said, "How can people live there?"

"Why can't we live in the cold hole under the Xuanbing Cliff for two years, and here." Nangong Xia replied with a smile, thinking of the bottom of the cliff. He specially looked at Sima Hanling's hair, but did not find the hairpin she said.

When Sima Hanling heard this, he was silent.

"Why, I haven't found it yet." Nangong Xiadao, but after he finished speaking, he regretted asking this question.

"Hmm." Sima Hanling whispered. He looked up at Nangong Xia for a while, and then said, "I heard that the Baishan Tianyun School may have a cure. Can you go with me?"

"Well, of course it will." Nangong Xiadao.

"Bear by the way, I'm here to bring you some common things." Sima Han Lingdao saw her take out a storage bag, and then waved her bare hand, and some daily objects appeared on the floor.

"Thank you." Nangong Xiadao, after saying that, he went to clean up these things.

"These are all what the master told me. She didn't say anything, but I didn't know that you would be like this here." Sima Hanling said that she wanted to help the other party clean up, but was rejected by Nangong Xia.

" By the way, do you know why my master lives in such a remote place and still lives in this dilapidated thatched hut." Nangong Xia asked that Sima Hanling didn't bring much, but he had finished packing up in a short time.

"I don't know much about this, but I heard that living here was requested by Uncle Qingyi himself. But I don't know why he lived in only a few thatched huts. However, I heard that this Qingyi Taishi has been extremely intelligent since he was a child, and his practice is much higher than that of his peers. However, later, he was too obsessed with the way of game and wanted to enter the game to abandon his own cultivation. Therefore, he should not have any cultivation at this time. That's right." Sima Hanlingdao, she doesn't know much about this uncle.

"Oh, thank you." Nangong Xiadao, he already knew what the other party said.

"Well, when you feel better, I will talk to the teacher and ask you to accompany me to the Tianyun School." Sima Hanling said, and after saying that, she went out of the door.

After Nangong Xia agreed, he sent her out of here.

Nangong Xiamoto thought that his master would come back later, but he didn't expect that it would be three days later when the other party came back.

"Good apprentice, why did you build so many beautiful bamboo houses that the teacher thought it was the wrong way." Qingyi said that he circled these bamboo houses several times at this time, and was obviously more interested in it.

"It was built by the head teacher who ordered Song Junping and Song's nephew to bring some disciples. Although the first son also has this intention, he has no experience in this party. Nangong Xia answered truthfully.

"Apprentice, I didn't expect that your master and I could live in a beautiful bamboo house with your blessing." That Qingyi Road, but Nangong Xia heard that this word was a little sarcastic, so she didn't say much.

"Take it, this is your baby. Qingxuan pretends to be a master, but he doesn't keep his word. If I hadn't pulled down my old face to ask for it, I guess he wouldn't have mentioned it again." Qingyi handed a pair of short thorns into Nangong Xia's hand, and then sat in front of the bamboo table and drank water.

This table and other things were made by Nangong Xia himself in the past two days.

"This is." Nangong Xia asked, and saw that this thing was like a pair of daggers. It was said to be a dagger but too slender. It was said that it was a sharp thorn, but it was like a very thin dagger. Its main body was red, but the short thorn was so light that Nangong Xia did not know whether it was a fairy or a treasure.

"The reward of this fight meeting is called 'departing from others'." Qingyi said, after drinking water, he stood up and went to another room.

Nangxia took this "Lirenzhan" in his hand and looked at it, but he still couldn't see any reputation. At this time, he didn't dare to try it with Taoism, so he put it away. At the same time, he whispered, "This thing is red and should be a fire. If it is a wooden genus, it can also be given to Sima Hanling." Thinking of the spiritual power of fire, Nangong Xia suddenly remembered Jiang Yunzhi. She had damaged her magic weapon at the beginning, and this thing could also be given to her as compensation.

When Nangong Xia thought about these things again, he heard the Taoist outside the house shouting: "Why don't you cook? I'm starving to death."

Nangxia was strange. He got up and went out. At the direction of his master, he cooked for the first time in his life. The taste of Qingyi could be imagined. He only tasted it and spit it all out.

Since then, Nangong Xia has one more thing to learn, that is, cooking.

On this day, Nangong Xia was cooking, but he heard an extremely light footsteps outside the house. Although Nangong Xia was surprised why the other party's footsteps were so light, he still said, "Master, why did your game with Uncle Qinghui end so quickly, but the food here is not ready yet."

The people outside the door did not answer. Nangong Xia was surprised and looked outside the house. The people outside the house also looked at him. His eyes were indifferent, but people could not guess what he was thinking. Nangong Xia was stunned when he saw this.

The person outside the door is a woman in white. The woman's teeth and moth eyebrows are like a god. She is dressed in left clothes, and her cuffs are also embroidered with a white phoenix. At this time, although her face was indifferent, there seemed to be a faint sadness between her eyebrows.

When Nangongxia saw this woman, she was slightly stunned, and then said, "Sister Qin, how can it be yours?"

The visitor is Qin Ji, who has not seen Nangong Xia for more than two years.

The Qinji did not answer him. He just looked at Nangong Xia for a long time, then turned to look at the main hall of Yuhua Palace, then opened his lips and whispered, "It is said that although you have not learned the piano art for a long time, but your skills are extremely proficient. Can you play a song for me?"

"Sister Qin wants to hear it, but Nangong Xia will not refuse." Nangong Xiadao, Qin Ji was extremely influenced by the rhythm, and Nangong Xia didn't think much about it. After cleaning his hands, he took out the piano. Just as he wanted to play, he saw Qin Ji looking at him and frowned, which seemed to be a little unhappy.

Nangong Xia was about to ask her, but she saw that Qin Ji turned over and took out an incense burner. After burning the incense burner, she put it on the Nangong Xia stone table, and then Qin Ji sat not far from Nangong Xia and looked up at the flowing clouds in the sky.

Nangong Xia's piano sounded, and Qin Ji listened carefully. For a moment, there was only his piano sound and the sound of birds in Xianxia Valley. The two responded to each other, but they were also very harmonious.

At the end of the song, Qin Ji never said anything. She looked at the sky so stunned and was distracted alone. After a long time, Qin Ji said, "I never thought you had such talent." Qin Ji is very well-made in the way of music in order to point out several shortcomings for Nangong Xia. What the other party said is extremely pertinent, and Nangong Xia wrote it down carefully.

"Give my niece Lihua, Danchen Changqing, bless the road, and protect heaven and earth." Qin Ji whispered, but her voice was so low that she couldn't even hear it clearly, and it was Nangong Xia.

"Sister Qin, what are you talking about?" Nangong Xia asked, but the other party did not answer him, but heard the other party say, "Can you lend me your piano?"

"I'm willing to." Nangong Xia didn't think much about it. He handed the piano to Qin Ji, but he had no doubt about Qin Ji.

Qinji took the piano, but she didn't turn left and right. She saw her fingers on the strings and didn't see her fingers play. Nangong Xia seemed to hear a wonderful piano sound from the sky that he had never heard before. The beauty of the piano sound made him unable to extricate himself.

After a long time, Nangong Xia seemed to hear Qin Ji say to herself, "This piano is a treasure. You have to take good care of it." But when he came to his senses, Qin Ji had already left, and there seemed to be a sound in her ear for a long time.

"Sister Qin, Sister Qin, I have something else to ask you." Nangong Xia shouted, but what answered him at this time was only the crisp song of birds in the valley.

And this piano was directly put into the mirror sent by Yingzi.

"Sister Qin's piano skills are really a magic skill. She can only play such a wonderful Xuanyin by holding her fingers on the piano, which is actually a little better than that played by Yingqi." Nangong Xia sighed, and at this time, he knew what was to play without playing and what Tiandao Xuanyin was.

At this time, Nangong Xia saw that Master Qingyi had returned, and then remembered that the meal he had cooked had not been ready. After that, he heard Qingyi say angrily, "You stinky boy, you don't cook well, and you are in a daze here again."

Outside the valley, Qinji stood outside the bamboo house and looked in the direction of Xianxia Valley without saying a word for a long time.

"Miss Qin, didn't you say you were going to ask Nangong Xia for a red fire order? What's the result at this time?" Naturally, it was Mr. Hehun of Xue Lingzong who talked to Qin Ji.

"That thing is better than putting it in your hands and me." Qin Ji said that she didn't want to talk much at this time, so she turned back to the room alone.

Seeing this, Mr. Hehun did not agree with it, but when he saw that the other party did not say anything more.

In front of the window, Qin Ji looked in the direction of Chushan, but said lightly: "What do I have to see my old friend..."