Demoness, Where Are You Fleeing To?

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When Li Xuan left Long Rui's desk, Taoist Xuanchen's face was ashen.

He also heard Li Xuan's last words to Long Rui, but he didn't think Long Rui could match Li Xuan's first couplet tonight.

Taoist Xuanchen has studied a piece of literature after all, so he knows how difficult this couplet is, and it might be an eternal absolute.

At this point he could only comfort himself, forget it! The god-blooded Qingluan has very little vitality left. If he continues to go without food, he won't be able to live for many days.

So this bird is actually worthless. It is nothing more than giving him a dead bird. A dead bird——

But how could this guy be so talented?

hateful! After going through these two levels, Yunrou might like him even more, right?

Talking with hands, poetry and music are what his junior sister likes the most.

Taoist Xuanchen then set his sights on Master Zhenru who was sitting at the third level.

He no longer had any intention of humiliating Li Xuan. After breaking through two levels in a row, he also stumped the two gatekeepers, Wang Jing and Long Rui.

This kind of ability has already made Li Xuan famous in front of Yunrou.

Especially that poem - the way Xue Yunrou looked at Li Xuan just now could melt steel and completely melt Xuan Chen's heart.

At this time, Taoist Xuanchen only hoped that his friend could hold on to this level. Otherwise, he would really lose his pants this time.

Do you really want to use this 'Fire Cloud Phoenix' to continue to fulfill them? Fulfill Li Xuan?

Taoist Xuanchen looked at his lower body and thought that even the Buddha was not so generous.

He would rather entrust someone else to give the bird to his junior sister than let Li Xuan borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha.

At this time, everyone in the audience was already talking about it.

"This Demon-Suppressing Captain of the Six Daosi Division is really amazing."

"Wang Jing, Wang Xiquan, Long Rui, Long Shouzhi, these are some of the famous Confucian scholars in our southern Zhili, but they were actually stumped by him."

"The public searched for her thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, she was there, in the dim light - the meaning of this poem is really difficult to describe in one word."

"I wonder what this third level is about?"

"It's not posted, but since it is hosted by a monk, then the exam must be about Buddhism, right?"

"Speaking of which, is that Master Zhenru from Baosheng Temple on the stage?"

"It should be him. This is a master with countless living people and immeasurable merits."

"It is said that he is the living incarnation of Medicine King Bodhisattva. If an ordinary person is touched by him, he will be free from illness and disaster within a year."

"Then this level is at stake. With Master Zhenru sitting in charge, I'm afraid the Demon-Suppressing Captain will have no choice but to return in vain."

There is no table in front of Master Zhenru, only a futon.

Li Xuan walked over with a free and easy expression and sat down on the futon: "Master, I wonder what topic you are taking the exam for in this level?"

He actually didn't have any hope for this level. If the content of the monk's examination was really related to Buddhism, Li Xuan knew that he would definitely lose.

He is not a god, can he still understand Buddhist scriptures?

What's surprising is that Song Zian didn't follow him, and he didn't get off the stage either. He just stared at Li Xuan's figure with a gloomy expression on his face.

"My mortal test here only has three questions. After passing it, there are questions set for practitioners."

Master Zhenru was sitting upright, looking at Li Xuan with curious eyes just like Long Rui before.

"First question, donor, look at the fluttering flags next to you. I dare to ask the donor, is it the wind or the flag?"

Li Xuan couldn't help but have a strange look in his eyes: "I think it's monk, your heart is moving, right?"

——He had read countless Buddhist stories like this before when he was lying in bed and scrolling through his mobile phone.

Master Zhenru's eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance.

Next, he moved his hand again, and a drop of liquid appeared in his hand.

"Second question, please ask the donor, is there any way to make this drop of water never dry up?"

"This is simple." Li Xuan reached out to attract the drop of water, and then flicked it, making it fall into a stream dozens of steps away.

"Integrate it into the rivers, lakes and seas."

Master Zhenru couldn't help but nodded slightly: "Third question, I have a senior brother who is accomplished in Buddhism. He believes that everything in this world is empty, all dharmas are empty, the four major elements are empty, and the five aggregates are empty. People need to let go of all attachments and appearances in the world. May I ask? Donor, what do you think?"

Li Xuan smiled, and then stretched out his hand to Zhenru: "Then please, Master Zhenru, give me the prize for this level."

Master Zhenru couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in confusion: "The donor hasn't answered my question yet."

"Since everything is empty, can I treat your problem as non-existent, monk?" Li Xuan asked confidently: "Monk, please don't be persistent."

Master Zhenru laughed: "This is indeed a cut-off view, a delusion that cannot truly understand the meaning of the scriptures. It can be seen that the donor is a man of great wisdom! With the intention of the young monk, even if he offers the lottery now, he is willing to accept it. It's a matter of loyalty. If the benefactor plans to get this Fire Cloud Phoenix, he still has to go through another hurdle."

As he spoke, he pushed a wooden box in front of Li Xuan.

"In my current level, the test is actually about temperament. But the monk himself is not good at temperament and vocal music, so he can only rely on other things to complete it."

He opened the wooden box, and instantly a burst of music sounded. But the most attractive thing is the eight crystal-white light groups floating out from inside.

Li Xuan initially thought to himself, isn't this just an ordinary music box? But when he saw these eight light groups, his expression condensed slightly.

If you look carefully, you can see that there are eight little Thumbelina-like figures in the light group.

They wore a layer of red gauze, and the gauze was looming, like smoke.

Each one of them was extremely beautiful, but they all curled their delicate bodies into a ball, hugging their knees tightly with their hands. Six pairs of transparent wings behind them tightly wrapped them.

"This is?" Li Xuan was very surprised and looked at Zhenru curiously.

"The 'Sound Spirits' from the West were given to me by a missionary three years ago. But now, they are almost withered."

Master Zhenru sighed: "It's my fault. I don't know the temperament, which makes these 'sound elves' languish to this point. Therefore, for this level, I need you to be able to play a piece, and you must be qualified as a The food of these 'Sound Spirits' allows them to revive their spirits with good news.

If the donor can do it, then not only the Fire Cloud Phoenix, but also the donor can take it. These eight 'Sound Spirits' can also be taken away by the donor, and the monk can be regarded as finding God for them. "

Li Xuan was even more puzzled: "Food? What do you mean?"

At this moment, he discovered that countless blood streaks suddenly appeared behind him.

Li Xuan quickly looked inside his soul and found that the lid of the 'four-legged gilded Qiankun Xingshu Cauldron' had been pushed open a crack. The female ghost in red was peering out, with a look of longing and expectation on her little face. The bloody eyes continued to convey emotions to Li Xuan.

To sum up, I just want it, I want it, I want it so much!

Li Xuan thought to himself, whether it was for Huo Yunhuang or these eight 'sound elves', he had to win this level!

Master Zhenru took the trouble to explain: "These 'sound elves' feed on music. And it must be top-quality music, either played at an excellent level, or new music they have never heard. It is said that They were in the West. They were born in a garden-like city located in the forest. People played music there every day, using instruments that were very different from those in the East. There were many masters among them, so their life there was very happy. .”

"Understood."

Li Xuan nodded slightly, then looked around: "Who here has brought a flute, can you lend it to me?"

Speaking of high-quality music, he currently has hundreds of songs hidden in his head, all of which are popular hits in his world. Many of them are ancient songs that have been popular in the past ten years.

But Li Xuan couldn't sing these songs a cappella, they would always be out of tune, and he didn't bother to practice them.

However, Li Xuan once practiced flute for five months out of interest. After mastering the basic techniques, I specialized in a few pieces of music.

Unfortunately, he later developed a new interest and threw the flute under the bed to gather ashes.

"I have it!" Xue Yunrou came to his side and delivered a Xiangfei flute to Li Xuan.

She looked at Li Xuan, full of surprise. Is Xuanlang still proficient in music?

Xue Yunrou felt that her Xuanlang was like an endless treasure that could always surprise her.

Li Xuan took the flute in his hand and tried to play a few notes to get familiar with it. Then there was an elegant and melodious flute sound that resounded throughout the arena.

Xue Yunrou could feel the unfamiliarity of his skills, but after just a moment, her expression condensed slightly.

This song by Li Xuan was so good that she had never heard it before.

The eight sound elves were motionless at first, but when they heard it halfway, their wings spread back, and they opened their golden eyes and looked at Li Xuan intently.

At this moment, Taoist Xuanchen in the audience looked ashen, thinking how could this guy know everything?

It's over, it's over, I took out these three prizes. It seems that I really want to beat the dog with meat buns and there will be no return.

However, after about sixty breaths, although the eight sound elves had released their tight bodies, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net their expressions were still sluggish.

"May I ask the donor, what kind of song is this?" Master Zhenru clasped his hands together and said, "The young monk has never heard it before."

"The song is called "Flying Snow and Jade Flowers"."

In fact, it was an episode from the cartoon Qin Shi Mingyue. Li Xuan liked it very much, so he practiced it. He was still looking at the eight music elves, wondering if this song was too short?

It is indeed shorter, the whole song is only a little over a minute.

Li Xuan thought for a while and then brought the Xiang Fei flute to his lips. But this time he played the song "Silk String Opera".

When the melodious flute sound fell into everyone's ears again, the eight sound elves who had once again appeared in a sleepy state suddenly shook their bodies and began to flap their wings. They landed on Li Xuan's shoulders and their heads. On the flute. Their eyes were half closed, and they were listening quietly, with a look of intoxication on their faces.

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