Half a month later, Qiu Ming returned to the mountain village where he was born in the twelfth lunar month. He had helped the prefectures and prefectures collect a lot of food. Anyway, it was allocated by various prefectures, and the government did not want the victims to appear, so it would handle it very properly. Recommended by Rushuiyi, the master's new work: "The War of Spy" http://www./3_3276/

Especially the emperor, he still remembers when Qiu Ming first treated him. He could only live for about ten years. He also hoped that Qiu Ming would treat him well and treat him to make him live for one or two decades more. As an emperor, he would always want to be a longer person.

When I came back, I had not entered my house yet, I saw many birds hovering above the house of the twelfth lunar month. They were all attracted by the sound of the flutes born in the twelfth lunar month.

There were also many people around the house of Shengsheng in the twelfth lunar month. They felt much better after hearing the sound of the flute, and even seemed to have disappeared.

Among the crowd, there were several brightly dressed people standing, and the rich man Zhao and his family also came.

In the twelfth lunar month, I only learned how to play the flute from my father, but he never learned any music scores. Every time I blew it casually, I would have a song.

For some reason, I think he can play the flute in the twelfth lunar month. He can play any song after listening to it, and even play songs that affect other people's emotions according to his mood.

He didn't think that this was a skill, he just thought it was very fun, especially after learning the method of practicing Qi with the teacher, the song he played seemed to be more beautiful.

Jin was very angry. He played a cheerful song, but he didn't know that there were birds circling above his head.

Standing outside the door and listening for a while, Qiu Ming found that he could not let the twelfth lunar calendar continue to live in this mountain village. The main reason was that there were too many people here.

Why do many monks choose to practice in the mountains? They just don’t want to be disturbed by too many people. Many times, they need to recuperate.

The twelfth lunar month student looked at the teacher who suddenly appeared in front of him and stopped playing. Many people outside were unhappy and were very satisfied with listening, why did they stop suddenly

"I will be born in the twelfth lunar month, keep blowing. You will be so nice. Let's have another one." Someone outside shouted.

"I was born in the twelfth lunar month. You play the flute so well. You can play a song for the emperor. I see that the musicians in the palace are not as good as you."

"I was born in the twelfth lunar month. Why can't your door be pushed open? Open the door and let's listen to another song."

Many people's voices came from outside, and the twelfth lunar calendar was a little panicked. He hadn't played the flute in the village before, but no one had ever praised him like that.

Qiu Ming looked at the twelfth lunar calendar: "Do you want to perform for more people in the future, or do you want to use your own flute to help more people?"

The twelfth lunar month student thought for a while: "I'll choose the second one."

"Please choose the second one, and now you have to live in the mountains with me and stay away from the hustle and bustle. You will not farm again in the future, but you don't have to worry about eating."

Now I feel angry only in the twelfth lunar month. It takes a long time to run for a week, but Qiu Ming can prepare a fasting pill for him. As his cultivation level deepens in the twelfth lunar month, even if he cannot fast, it is not difficult to find something to eat.

What's more, the old cow is following the twelfth lunar month, and ordinary beasts don't need to be taken seriously at all.

The twelfth lunar month nodded in agreement. Anyway, he had no relatives in the village, so he gave the land to the uncle next door. Their family had little land and they didn't have enough food to grow every year.

As long as you can be with Lao Niu and with the teacher, what's wrong with going to the mountains?

Of course, Qiu Ming will not always isolate his birth in the twelfth lunar month from the world. As long as his birth in the twelfth lunar month shows his strength to protect himself, or the strength of the old Niu goes further, then he can go out for a walk in the twelfth lunar month.

Going out to travel and expand your experiences are also beneficial to your practice. Qiu Ming is not the kind of teacher who works behind closed doors. In fact, he likes to travel around very much.

Many people outside were still making noises, and suddenly found that the door of the twelfth lunar month was opened. When they wanted to squeeze in, no one could enter the yard, as if there was an invisible wall blocking it.

"Uncle Chen, this is my house deed and land deed. I've given it to you. Thank you for your care for me over the years. I'm leaving with the teacher."

The house deed and land deed flew out of the twelfth lunar month and went directly to the hands of Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen stared blankly at the house deed and land deed in his hand. Why do you feel like it was flying into his hands?

Many people don’t know who the teacher was in the twelfth lunar month, but the rich man Zhao widened his eyes and missed a great fortune. If he had known this, he would have taken good care of the twelfth lunar month. Look at how powerful the twelfth lunar month is now, and he can deliver goods from a distance. How could he know that it was made by Qiu Ming?

In everyone's eyes, they saw the Twelfth Yuesheng riding on the back of a cow and walking towards the distant mountain. When they couldn't see it, they realized that they could move.

Some people exclaimed that having this child in the twelfth lunar month is really a great fortune. His teacher must be an immortal, not a teacher in those schools.

But their children are also very good. Why don’t immortals look down on them? Some people plan to take their children to the mountain to try it. What if they meet immortals?

Some people also looked at their homes in the twelfth lunar month. The immortals had lived here, and there might be good things inside. The immortals had used bowls and chopsticks, and they might also be affected by the fairy spirit. If they used it, they would definitely be able to live forever!

Ignoring the people in the mountain village, Qiu Ming brought his twelfth lunar month to the mountain and built a wooden house not far from the fairy bamboo.

The nine-colored deer and the old cow went to the side to eat the green grass leisurely. The old cow was already sure that it was his opportunity now. If it weren't for the birth of the twelfth lunar month, how could he meet the immortal Qiu Ming.

Without Qiu Ming Shangxian, where did he take these elixirs? Although the immortal grass was snatched away by the Tengshe, now he practiced with the elixirs and was not slow. Perhaps it would not take long to go further and touch the gate of the immortal beast.

In the room, Qiu Ming summoned Qian out, and waved his hand and a guqin appeared on the table.

"Qian, you and the twelfth lunar calendar try to play a song together."

The twelfth lunar month looked at Qian who suddenly appeared. Where did this beautiful sister come from? But the one who follows the teacher may also be an immortal.

"What kind of song do you know?" Qian asked.

"I don't know, if you play the piano, I can keep up."

Qian raised her eyebrows. She had been practicing the piano for so many years and didn't dare to talk like this. But after she played it a few times, she heard a pleasant flute sound coming from her ears. Moreover, the flute sound was extremely consistent with her piano sound. This was actually a master!

Qian changed into the Qingxin song that she is best at. Occasionally she would play it for Qiu Ming, so that Qiu Ming could be free of distractions. This time, the effect was better after adding the sound of the flute.

Qiu Ming closed his eyes, admired the ensemble of the piano and flute, and entered the state of meditation to practice the exercises.

The sound of the piano and the flute stopped. Qiu Ming opened his eyes and practiced three points faster than usual. The ensemble effect of the two was amazing.

Qiu Ming was even more curious about who was born in this twelfth lunar month, who else was the gods who were good at playing flutes in the fairy world besides Han Xiangzi.
Chapter completed!