I just want to live well but I surpass the protagonist.

"I heard from Hua Ming and the others that you are extremely talented in music and painting, and you are also a seven-color foundation builder. You are a rare talent that is rare to see in ten thousand years."

The ten-thousand-year-old genius mentioned by Mu Qingyin only refers to the seven-color foundation-building person who cultivates music and painting skills. From ancient times to the present, the art of music and painting has been unpopular, and the seven-color foundation building is rare, so the talent of these ten thousand-year-old wizards is not high, and it is even possible that Ye Yong is the only one in the past ten thousand years. But Ye Yong doesn't care about this, as long as he doesn't let him take the blame and let others wander around, the credit will come from the sky. I didn't do anything, just lying around and being praised.

"This is the [Xingyue Ring Flute]. With your current level of cultivation, you can't use its full power, but it can take your musical ability to a higher level." Mu Qingyin took out one and exuded a faint light. The jade flute of spiritual energy.

The Xingyue Ring Flute is a third-grade earth-level instrument. As a meeting gift, it is quite important. After all, earth-level instruments are already considered heirlooms in the eyes of many families.

"Thank you, Master, for the reward." Ye Yong was polite when he was supposed to be polite, but he was very direct when he didn't need to be polite. It was originally meant to be a gift to him, but now I excused it by saying I couldn't afford it. What's the difference between saying I don't want a red envelope during the Chinese New Year, but opening my pocket at the same time? Just accept it, less nonsense, it will make people feel more comfortable.

In fact, Mu Qingyin really felt that Ye Yong knew how to measure things. He was trying to dodge out of politeness. Too much shirk would be very annoying. Obviously, the final result would be acceptance. There is no need to waste everyone's time with all these bells and whistles.

Ye Yong held the Xingyue Ring Flute in his hand. Needless to say, the texture of the flute body was very smooth, and the star and moon marks were dim, waiting for the user to activate and light up.

"I wonder if the hall master would mind..."

"It doesn't matter, just try it."

Ye Yong turned the flute a few times between his fingers, then brought it to his lips, closed his eyes and started playing.

The beautiful flute sound echoed in the stone chamber. As Ye Yong injected spiritual power, the Star and Moon Mark was activated. Although it was only one-third, the effect it could exert was not comparable to that of the previous Xuan-level flute.

Ye Yong played the spirit-gathering song, because he had only bought this spiritual book so far. A large amount of spiritual energy poured into the stone room, and the teacups on the table vibrated slightly.

In the past, Mu Qingyin would never have believed that a foundation-building monk could achieve this level, but now the facts are before your eyes, and you have to believe it if you see it with your own eyes.

Mu Qingyin has loved music and painting since she was a child. Others say that she has great talent, and she also thinks that she has great talent. However, after contacting Ye Yong these days, she feels lack of confidence for the first time.

Ye Yong didn't play it for too long. He just wanted to try out the taste and feel of the flute. It felt very good when played and touched. It was worthy of being an earth-level magic weapon.

"To be honest, this disciple also has a gift to give to the Hall Master." Putting away the Xingyue Ring Flute, Ye Yong took out the simple box containing the Chu Yu Pen from the storage ring.

Mu Qingyin knew that Ye Yong was going to give her a meeting gift through Huaming Huaxin before, and she was a little curious about what he chose. But as the 'uninformed' hall leader, she had to be polite: "What's the point of accepting gifts from disciples? It's enough if you have this intention."

"The hall master is the master of a peak. He takes care of our disciples. He also gave me such a precious flute. If I don't accept it, I will feel uneasy."

"The flute is just a reward. Even if I accept your things, I won't take special care of you. Are you sure?"

"Disciple does not have such thoughts. However, compared with the hall master's, the disciple's gift seems very shabby. I hope the hall master will not dislike it." Ye Yong put the box on the table and pushed it gently.

After finishing his polite remarks, Mu Qingyin moved the box in front of him, and after opening it, he found a beautiful feather pen lying inside.

"What is this?" Mu Qingyin is well-read and has a wealth of knowledge, but rarely goes out, so he has not seen everything.

The feathers are beautiful in color and full of down, and are processed into ink pens without any modification, retaining the original beauty. Anyway, Mu Qingyin fell in love with it at first sight and was very pleasantly surprised. She never expected it to be such a gift. Before, she thought it was most likely to be books and picture albums, or she could ask other senior sisters about her hobbies and give her some spiritual tea or something.

"The bird's first feather."

After Ye Yong said this, Mu Qingyin remembered that she had indeed seen a description of the bird's feathers in a certain book. The first feathers of the young bird were two-color, very beautiful, easy to weather, and could not be obtained by artificial breeding.

It's just that she has read so many books on all kinds of things, and it is impossible to understand everything in detail.

"How could you even think of giving such a gift?"

"That day, the disciple asked the two painting soul sisters. They mentioned that the hall master likes poetry and painting books. However, the disciple thought that the hall master must have collected many famous books and paintings from all over the world. It was not appropriate to give this to him, so he rashly went to inquire about the hall master. Hobbies are not appropriate either. After much thought, the disciple thought that since the hall master likes poetry, painting and books, he should also like things in this area, and they need a pen to record them..."

"You are a bit clever." Mu Qingyin nodded with satisfaction. Although he said he was clever, in fact, he felt that Ye Yong was very attentive: "But the book says that the birds are cautious and timid by nature. Those who like to collect their first feathers should It’s not that much, it’s not that easy to buy on the market.”

"Disciple is lucky, I happened to see him in the trading company." Ye Yong deliberately lied here, planning to quietly tell the painting beauty later that he actually went to Lingyou Mountain to look for it. As for telling Hua Meiren, is there any difference between telling Mu Qingyin?

Ye Yong plans to harvest this wave of favorability in two waves. Splitting it into two waves is also what he thinks is the most cost-effective.

Now that Mu Qingyin received the gift, no matter how surprised she was, her mood was limited. Even if she knew that he was the one who risked his life to find Chu Yu in Lingyou Mountain, her favorability would not increase much. But when she calms down and hears the news again, she will definitely think that his disciple is very humble and not pushy, and her favorability will increase again.

Ye Yong took a look at Mu Qingyin's favorable opinion. It was 18 when they first met. After receiving Chu Yu, it is now 25. It only increased by 7 points. His attitude has not changed. He is still a very satisfied disciple.

Difficult strategy is higher than Qin Shimeng, she is indeed a woman who has lived for 600 years.

Ye Yong was quite envious of the protagonists at this time. He could instantly gain super high favorability by performing a heroic rescue, but he wanted to increase it through daily life. Even after racking his brains, the increase was still not enough.

Except for the cute little Wu Xue, because she is very sensible and knows how to conquer herself. Now her favorability value has reached 183.

Mu Qingyin's favorability was increased by a small amount, but the reversal points he was given were unambiguous. Ye Yong calculated that 1 reversal point was about 500. This is only within 30. If it breaks through 50, how many will there be after 100? Ye Yong didn't dare to think about it.

"Disciple has a gracious invitation. Today at noon, the senior fellow apprentices are going to hold a celebration banquet for me. I hope the hall master can also attend." Ye Yong had previously considered hosting a banquet and planned to invite Mu Qingyin.

The reason is not complicated either. Mu Qingyin stays in his home all day long and relies on books, poems and paintings to understand the outside world. It is normal to encounter bottlenecks. Like those poets and painters, which one did not write out of his feelings while traveling around the mountains and rivers?

Let her have more contact with people, and maybe she can gain some insights.