My Daily Cultivation Life with a Clumsy Female Disciple

(Great Emperor's Library)

After filling Zhui Feng's rice bowl, let him take it aside to eat. Qin Ran looked at Huang Feiyu and asked, "Can I still eat?"

Huang Feiyu shook his head.

"Where's the flame? Have you ever tried eating fire, something like a fire crystal, something like a strange fire?"

Huang Feiyu said: "If you have a chance in the future, you can try it..."

"If you really encounter strange fire, pay attention and see if there is a skill called Burning Technique. Maybe you will reach the pinnacle of life." Qin Ran joked.

Obviously, Huang Feiyu didn't understand the meaning behind his words, so he still said, "Try again when I have a chance."

"Hate me?" Qin Ran suddenly asked.

Huang Feiyu was stunned and hesitated. He looked outside the pavilion. The bright moonlight was shining on the lake, and there was a gentle breeze ripples. After a while, he nodded imperceptibly.

He murmured: "Actually, I would rather die than become like this."

Qin Ran looked at the moonlight shining on the railings of the Huxin Pavilion and asked Huang Feiyu: "Do you know what the definition of a person is?"

"The spirit of all things?" Huang Feiyu gave an answer.

Qin Ran did not deny Huang Feiyu's answer, but gave another answer: "People are the sum of all social relationships."

He further explained, "When you were born, you were the son of your parents, the grandson of your grandparents, and a relative of your aunts and uncles; when you grew up, you were the friend of your friends; when you became a master, you were your master's apprentice; you You are Liu Boxian's direct disciple, you are Jianfeng's senior brother... you are Tian Wenjin's senior brother, and the collection of all these relationships is you.

"This body is actually just a carrier to carry these identities. What it is is not important."

This is a point of view that Huang Feiyu has never heard before, and it gives him a new perspective of thinking.

"But..." He expressed his doubts, "When I turn into fire and am no longer the original me, and I am an alien in their eyes, can I still carry those relationships?"

Qin Ran looked at the burning man and laughed: "How could you forget? This is the world of immortal cultivation, where all gods, demons, monsters, and all weird powers are reasonable.

“Everything is possible here!

"It's just fire... Moreover, you can also practice. When you reach the stage of transformation, you can distract yourself and create a clone..."

Huang Feiyu suddenly realized, looked at Qin Ran, bowed sincerely, and said, "Thank you."

"Actually, haven't you noticed that you are very handsome now?" Qin Ran asked Huang Feiyu, "The legendary God of Fire is probably like you."

"Really?" Huang Feiyu laughed and suddenly flew outside the pavilion and stood on the lake.

There is a bright moon in the blue sky. There are a few clouds as thin as gauze beside the bright moon. Under the flowing clouds, there is a small lake.

The lake surface is calm, with only microwaves. In the center of the lake, there is a small pavilion with flying eaves. There are six or seven people in the pavilion. Outside the pavilion, on the lake, there is a burning man...a man made of fire.

Under this moonlit night, he made the flames on his body explode, and suddenly there was a raging flame burning and rising. Under the bright moonlight, he felt like Zhu Rong was about to die.

The so-called strong aura is called majestic.

"Wuhu..." Li Shiyin was the first to cheer. She raised her hands and waved, shouting, "Senior Brother Huang is so awesome!!"

Zhui Feng yelled "Ouch..." in the midst of his busy schedule, which was regarded as livening up the atmosphere.

Between the interplay of light and shadow, Tian Wenjin looked at Huang Feiyu on the lake and remained silent.

Everyone in the pavilion applauded Huang Feiyu to celebrate his acceptance of his new body.

The flames surged and then shrank, and Huang Feiyu flew back towards the pavilion. Qin Ran leaned against the pillar, holding a pot of wine. He took a sip and asked quietly: "So, are you still going to Lingnan Immortal Sect?"

Huang Feiyu paused and stopped on the guardrail of the pavilion. He lowered his head and did not answer.

Looks like I still have to go.

After a while, Qin Ran asked again: "When are you leaving?"

"The Lingnan Immortal Sect will start the assessment at the end of the year... in these few days." Huang Feiyu said.

No wonder the atmosphere between him and Tian Wenjin has become so tense.

Qin Ran leaned on the pillar and sat on the railing, put down the wine, took out the jade flute, and said:

"In my hometown, there was a great poet who composed a song called "Shui Tiao Ge Tou". The lyrics are like this, 'When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know what year it is today in the palace in the sky. I and Cheng When the wind returns, I am afraid of beautiful buildings and beautiful buildings... People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. I hope that people will live together for a long time.

"I give you 'May we live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away'. When I see the moon in the future, I will think of Daojianmen."

Huang Feiyu tried his best to control his temper, picked up a glass of wine, bowed to Qin Ran, and then poured it all into his mouth.

With a "squeak" sound, all the wine he drank in his stomach was evaporated by the flames... The fragrance of osmanthus wine filled the entire Huxin Pavilion.

"Master..." A fool raised his hand and asked, "Why is the structure of your poem so weird? I have never seen it before."

Qin Ran glanced at her and didn't bother to answer. Northern Chu's literature was still in the stage of poetry, and poetry and other things were not taken seriously by the literary world. It would be strange if she had heard of poetry.

He picked up the jade flute and looked at the lake. Thinking of his hometown that he could never return to, he played the flute. The quiet melody sounded on the lake and in the pavilion.

The music is actually very artistic, and can make the listener see the river flowing into the sea at night, the bright moon rising on the sea, and the ephemeral flowers appearing under the moon... The artistic conception is vast, quiet and beautiful. Although the flute player's skills were excellent, he could not withstand the blessings of this month, this night, this situation, and everyone in the pavilion was intoxicated.

After a while, after finishing the song, Qin Ran sighed quietly: "This song is called "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", and it is also an excellent poem. It is the only poem in the Tang Dynasty."

Everyone woke up from the artistic conception of the flute, and Li Shiyin couldn't help but ask: "Master, when did you play the flute so beautifully?"

Qin Ran learned to play the flute under her nose. It took less than half a year from not being able to play it at all to sounding like this now. Why did she suddenly play so beautifully? Was she distracted in the middle?

Tushan Youyou, who was leaning on the other side of the pavilion, might have been drunk and felt dizzy.

She looked at Qin Ran, who was sitting opposite her in the pavilion. The moonlight was clearly shining on him, but it seemed like he was emitting light.

She thought Kieran was so charming, this man was so good and knowledgeable, she really wanted to seduce him, kidnap him and make him her harem favorite.

After all, they vixens like this kind of bookish temperament, and they are also knowledgeable...

Qin Ran saw the vixen's charming eyes, which were a bit scary, causing him to hug his weak self tightly.

Li Shiyin sensed the danger, she snorted coldly, pulled out her sword, flew to the lake, stood upright, and said loudly: "I will give you a sword dance!"

Then a girl bathed in the moonlight and danced with a sword on the lake.

The sword dance is indeed beautiful, combining the delicacy of a girl and the fierceness of the sword; it is also very beautiful, under the moonlight, the girl's slender and soft body is seen, and the sword's upright body is upright.

Except... from time to time, a sword energy would come from the lake and pass through the pavilion, which made people feel that it was not so beautiful.

Looking at Li Shiyin dancing her sword under the moonlight, Tian Wenjin looked at Li Shiyin, then at Qin Ran, then at Huang Feiyu, and then at himself, always feeling down and out... It was very lively here, but it had nothing to do with her.

Long Qiqi leaned on Tushan Youyou and watched the sword dance, with a pair of snake eyes smiling like fox eyes... She was the one who watched the fun without feeling too big.

Of course, there is also a fool whose style never changes. He only glanced at Li Shiyin and then continued to work.

Dancing, sword-playing, etc., why is it important to make a living?

The girlish posture of Li Shiyin dancing with the sword under the moon reminded Qin Ran of the mythical legend of Chang'e flying to the moon. He looked at the girl dancing with the sword with a smile and said:

"Master, let me tell you the origin of this Mid-Autumn Festival. Legend has it that there was an emperor named Hou Yi. He asked an alchemist to refine three elixirs of immortality... He had a concubine named Chang'e. It is said that she was A nine-tailed demon fox... Chang'e stole his elixir of life...

"In order not to be blamed by Hou Yi, Chang'e swallowed the elixir of immortality and flew to the moon... On the moon there is the Guanghan Palace, the Jade Rabbit who makes medicine, and Wu Gang who cuts down trees..."

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