Author: Ships on the coast

On the other side, Yueyao Terrace.

This is one of the three fairy mountains floating on the top of the Kunlun Fairy Gate. There are not many extravagant and gorgeous buildings on it, but mostly pavilions and pavilions of ordinary height.

These buildings are dotted among the peach trees on the mountain, giving them a shadowy appearance.

At this moment, there is an open platform in a place shrouded in clouds and mist on the top of the mountain.

On the left is the boundless sea of ​​surging clouds. There are several strong pines planted on the cliff and a stone table further in.

The two of them were playing chess before sitting at the stone table. The situation on the chessboard was unclear and they were anxious.

The chess players are a middle-aged man and an old man.

The old man is wearing simple white clothes, with white beard and hair. He is stroking three strands of long beard with his left hand. His eyes are half-squinted, and his face is wrinkled, but his face is clear and hale and looks very kind. He has a strong smell of an elder.

His Taoist name is Ziyang, and his name is Sun Shenji. He is the direct descendant of the lineage of Fairy Yueyao, and is now the master of Yueyao Terrace.

The middle-aged man was wearing a relatively gorgeous, top-quality cyan cassock that was studded with ornaments. He had a rich appearance and a square face.

He doesn't look like a cultivator, but rather like a secular landowner and wealthy man. He has a sense of tackiness and is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Although his temperament is not good, his status can be said to be one of the top people in the immortal sect.

The current peak leader of Tianquan Peak is Zhang Changli, the real person of Tianfu. His attainments in Talisman Dao are second to none in the Immortal Sect.

Zhang Changli was holding the white chess piece in his hand and looking at the complex chessboard in front of him. Finally, he dropped the white chess piece in his hand and waved his hand,

"Playing chess is really not suitable for me. It's too elegant and I feel uncomfortable."

Master Ziyang was not surprised by the opponent's reaction. He was surprised to be able to play half of the chess game. With a wave of his broad right sleeve, the chessboard on the table disappeared and a pot of tea appeared on the table instead.

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"Tell me, what do you want from me?" Master Ziyang asked calmly.

Zhang Changli immediately had a smile on his face, and he poured a cup of tea for Master Ziyang very eagerly, and said with a smile, "I can't come to see you if I have nothing to do. In terms of seniority, you are my uncle.

As a junior, I should come and visit you often."

Master Ziyang still had the same kind expression as before, looking calmly at the eloquent Master of Tianquan Peak opposite him.

"Uncle, drinking tea is so boring. I have prepared a good show for you today, uncle." After pouring the tea, Zhang Changli added with eager eyes.

"Program?" Master Ziyang frowned slightly and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Zhang Changli clapped his hands lightly, and saw seven women flying from the endless sea of ​​clouds on the left side of the cliff. They were wearing uniform turquoise dancers' gowns.

Their clothes are flying above the sea of ​​clouds, and the silk ribbons hanging from their hands are also flying in the wind. Their bare feet, with their white soles, are stepping on the sea of ​​clouds.

Then he actually floated there and danced, with enchanting posture and graceful figure, and the temperature of the scene suddenly rose.

Seeing the romantic scene in front of him, Master Ziyang's face changed slightly. He turned around and saw that the tea on the table was gone, replaced by fine wine and delicacies.

Zhang Changli was currently drinking heavily and eating meat, staring directly at the woman who was dancing and serving food over there. He looked like a lustful maniac filled with hedonism.

"What are you doing? Yueyao Terrace is a pure place, what you do is simply insulting to the gentlemen!" Master Ziyang spoke righteously, and his three strands of long beard were blown wildly and swayed.

"Uncle Master, how can you say that it is insulting to politeness! These girls are all serious people. They are one of the most famous singer troupes in the Imperial City of Zhou Dynasty. Their dancing skills are unseen by many people even if they want to see them!"

"Why do I think the dance steps look like Wuyuexuan's?" Master Ziyang's righteous eyes wandered over the dancers for a while and asked.

"Uncle, you have such good eyesight! Why don't you tell me you are my uncle!" Zhang Changli slammed the table, as if he had found a close friend.

Master Ziyang coughed twice, and his immortal bones almost stopped tightening.

Zhang Changli continued to pour him a glass of wine and said.

"Master, let's try this bottle of wine worth one thousand Kun coins. I spent a lot of effort to buy it."

"How can we practitioners drink and have fun like this? It's vulgar! It's really vulgar!" Ziyang Zhenren waved his sleeves, turned around in anger, and took this opportunity to cast his eyes precisely on the dancing girls before he continued.

"Disperse quickly, that's not how the talismans you practice are used!"

"Uncle, you can see that." Zhang Changli praised without hesitation. After the dancers finished dancing, he waved his right hand lightly, and the dancers turned into golden light and disappeared.

Finally, they gathered together and became a golden talisman paper that lost its spirituality and fell into the world under the sea of ​​clouds.

Master Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the appearance of an old god again. The scene was so overwhelming that the old man almost couldn't bear it.

He looked at Zhang Changli with a sullen face, "The majestic master of the peak actually used his own way to do this. I have heard that you have been acting ridiculously in recent years, but I still don't believe it."

"Uncle Master, this is wrong. If I didn't pursue these vulgar things you mentioned, how could I have achieved success in this talisman path?" Zhang Changli retorted.

"Please note that if I like anything, I just need to imprint it on my talisman paper. If I want to enjoy it later, I can enjoy the real scene anytime and anywhere."

"How true is it?" Master Ziyang asked subconsciously.

"As true as you want, before your spiritual power is gone, you are no different from a real person. You can do anything." Zhang Changli explained confidently.

This is really not his bragging. As the leader of Kunlun Immortal Sect's Talisman Tao, his cultivation in Talisman Tao has already reached its peak.

Many impossible things have become possible under his talisman paper. Those dancing girls just now were rubbings made from them before. It was impossible to tell the real ones from the fake ones.

Talismans are ever-changing and can turn decay into magic.

Of course, the reason why Zhang Changli can unswervingly follow this path is not just because he likes these vulgar things, he is also a man with pursuits.

Master Ziyang's old face twitched slightly for a few times, and finally he sighed deeply and said, "If you have something to say, hurry up and leave immediately. Don't disturb this pure place of mine again."

"Actually, Uncle Master, I only came to you for a small matter." Zhang Changli touched his plump belly and said with a smile, "I'm here for my little girl.

No, the little girl has been condensing Taoji for a while, and the quality is quite good.

I think my uncle can give me a better magic weapon or something, just this little thing, nothing else."

"You're still young?" Master Ziyang frowned slightly again.

"It's just a trivial matter, Uncle Master. My little girl is very talented and smart, just as good as me. Uncle Master, you hugged her when you were a child and met her once when you grew up." Zhang Changli quickly added.

Master Ziyang's expression softened slightly, "Zhang Wei does not follow the Tao of Talisman, but practices the Six Yao Technique. Her talent is indeed remarkable. She is now Yi Li's disciple, and her request is also his request."

"Haha." Zhang Changli smacked his thigh angrily, "That old thief Yi Li has been pretending all day long. If he had had the intention, he would have come to ask for it."

(Let’s talk about plot issues. The singing of Sanli Thunder Technique was indeed a brainstorming idea, hahaha.

At that time, I originally thought that whoever gets the trick would sing and let the villain club die, but it turned out to be reversed when I wrote it. But it's not a big problem. If I want to use this thing in the future, I will choose the appropriate scene, hahahaha, it won't be awkward.

I also discussed with the editor that the new book issue will take an extra two weeks.

Therefore, I have maintained two chapters of updates every day for more than a week, so that everyone can read more free days. Hehe. The number of words is really too much now, which is not friendly to new book issues.

As always, please support me by continuing to read, hehehehe.)
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