I’m Really Just A Mortal

After satiated.

The expressions of Yunhe and his son were full of surprises.

Especially Yunhe, his Cultivation Base has been stuck at the peak of the god transformation stage for a long time, and just now, it was just a meal. This First Stage bottleneck has made a breakthrough!

The god transformation stage and the refining stage are just a thin line apart, but they have blocked countless cultivators.

On the way of cultivation, there are Fifth Stage, Middle Third Stage and Upper Heavy One.

This is the difference between the God-Transforming Period and the Void Refining Period.

On the contrary, Ye Lingyun was extremely calm, and he had already taken it off from such a scene.

How can they think about the gentleman's handwriting?

"Come and come, it's rare to be so lively today, Tsing Yi, go get my piano."

With so many guests here today, Chu Ming is in a good mood.

Therefore, he also decided to play the piano and sing a song.

Tsing Yi nodded, walked into the room, and took the piano for Chu Ming.

"Mister still plays the piano?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Yunhe's eyes.

Even if it is a peerless expert, it is not easy to be able to master one.

Chu Ming is proficient in poetry, calligraphy, and calligraphy. He is one of the few at first, but he still understands rhythm?

But think about it, even if you understand the rhythm, it is impossible to achieve Realm like poetry, calligraphy and painting.

After all, no matter how strong the cultivator is, its energy is limited.

What has been learned is too complicated, and it doesn't do any good.

Not long after, Tsing Yi walked out from the door of the room holding a weird violin.

This violin looks like a Calabash, with a round hole on the violin body.

This piano, let alone Ye Lingyun, even Yunhe had never seen it before.

Yunhe asked: "Forgive me, sir, this piano, I have grown up so big, I have never seen it before."

"It's normal if I haven't seen it before. This piano is not a product of this world."

This is a guitar.

This is a product of the earth, these people in the Azure Continent would be weird if they had ever seen it.

"A product of another world?"

The expressions of the few people present became weird one after another.

It's not Qingcang Continent, could it be from the immortal world?

It must be so!

After all, in their eyes, Chu Ming is an immortal in the sky. Where else could the other world he talked about besides the immortal world be?

Chu Ming flicked the strings lightly.

With just a slight fiddle, the few people present were deeply stuck in it and couldn't extricate themselves from it.

"this……"

Yunhe was completely shocked.

With just this short paragraph, it can't even be called the performance of the tune, Yunhe is certain that Chu Ming's musical attainments will never be inferior to poetry, calligraphy and painting.

After a simple tuning.

Chu Ming finally began to formally play, and the brisk melody spread to everyone's ears.

Everyone closed their eyes, and at this moment, between heaven and earth, it seemed as if there was a change of sight.

It's no longer this small courtyard, and there is no so-called cultivator, only tranquility and serenity, and only the aroma of rice blossoms rushes to the face.

As if they, at this moment, turned into mortals one after another.

This song, for them, is not the Ascension on the Cultivation Base, but the mood.

Although it did not have an immediate effect, it will be of great benefit to future cultivation.

This is the importance of mood.

If you are a person who specializes in music, after listening to this tune, your cultivation in the future will be even more smooth!

Soon, the song ended.

The sound of the piano was silent.

Everyone finally opened their eyes slowly, and at this time, their minds were still immersed in the world just now.

"has it ended?"

However, the time of a piece of music feels like a world away.

This song has benefited them a lot.

"Dare to ask sir, what is the name of this song?"

"This, this is called "Daoxiang", which is also not a product of this world."

Yunhe is clear.

No wonder, this song seems to be magical.

It turned out to be also a product of the fairy world.

Chu Ming couldn't help sighing, people in this world, whether it is poetry, songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, are too scarce.

Back then, "Daoxiang" was all the rage and conquered countless people on earth.

It is not surprising that these people in another world who have never seen the world are so surprised.

Seeing, it was already dusk.

All day long, a few people stayed in Chu Ming's yard, and now it's time to go back.

Especially Yunhe, as the leader of a country, it is impossible to stay away for a long time.

"Sir, the sky is getting dark, we have to hurry, so we won't bother."

Yunhe arched his cupped hands and wanted to say goodbye.

"By the way, didn't you come to buy calligraphy and painting? Now that you have made this friend, why not, I will give you one, how about?"

The father and son looked at each other.

Under the world, there are such good things unexpectedly?

This calligraphy and painting, not to mention that it was in Yunlan Country, even if it was placed in the entire Qingcang Continent, is a treasure that can set off a bloody storm.

How could the husband give it out so easily?

Are you dreaming?

"Thank you Mr. for the gift!"

Both Yunhe and his son bowed and thanked.

Chu Ming took the father and son into the study, and after careful selection, he finally selected one.

"Cangcang Jinling Moon, the emperor's prefecture is suspended in the air. Astronomy is here, Jiāng Liú, the domineering industry. The green water runs fast, the green pine destroys the ancient hill..."

"This poem is called "Yue Ye Jinling Nostalgia". The two of you, looking at the costumes, should be from a big family. I will give you this poem."

Emperor State!

Yunhe's eyes stared at the three words on the verse.

This is the husband implying that he already knows his own identity?

If not, why bother to pick this poem.

Mr. is really a god and man!

There is nothing else but shock.

For a while, Yunhe also began to rejoice, but fortunately, he didn't assume an emperor's posture as soon as he entered the door.

Otherwise, let alone a chance, whether this life can be left or not is a matter of two opinions.

Seeing through but not telling it through, the husband deliberately made friends with himself as a mortal, and gave him opportunities several times.

Don't let this high hope be disappointed!

After receiving the calligraphy and painting, Yunhe asked again: "I don't know if there is anything you want to do, but you can't do it, maybe I can do it for you."

"What you want to do but can't do?"

Chu Ming pondered for a moment.

What I want to do most is cultivation!

However, even though Yunhe looked extraordinary, he was just a mortal. What's the point of telling him this?

Soon after, Chu Ming sighed and said, "The thing I want to do most is cultivation. Can you help me with this?"

cultivation?

Yunhe and his son looked at each other.

What does this mean, sir, is it testing us?

For a while, even Yunhe didn't know how to answer.

Seeing the embarrassment of the two of them, Chu Ming just waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it's useless to tell you, I'm just complaining, don't worry about it."

However, Yunhe and his son silently remembered these words in their hearts.

Maybe what Mr. wants is Cultivation Technique?

This must be Mr.'s tip again!

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