Chapter 43: How can a golden fish stay in a pond? [Seeking monthly tickets and investment]

Chapter 43: How can a golden fish stay in a pond? [Seeking monthly tickets and investment]

When young people get together, it's not easy for old men and old women to join in. Not only is there a huge age gap between them, but there's also a huge gap in their cultivation levels. No one would feel comfortable if they were forced to sit together.

Next, it was naturally Hua Yunfei, the genius of Xingfeng, who received Jiang Ming and Ji Haoyue.

The old seniors automatically ignored Jiang Ming's current demonic appearance. Who knows what this is, or if it's just an appearance.

As long as Jiang Ming doesn't do anything to massacre innocent people and bring chaos to the world, they have no reason to provoke a genius of the Buddhist level with mysterious background and origin. They even suspect that this Master Sanzang will flee to the Western Desert and travel around the world, and there may be protectors following him secretly.

"Is the little girl asleep?"

Hua Yunfei said in a gentle voice.

"Yeah, I fell asleep."

Jiang Ming looked at Xiao Nannan with a doting look, and there was some worry in his eyes. He was sure that Xiao Nannan would not recognize him after waking up, and it was even possible that she would disappear into the void and fly away the next moment.

It's all the dog system's fault. It would have been great to bind to the ruthless empress of the ancient forbidden land. She was one of the paper wives he once admired the most. In the end, it failed. The red line broke into three, and it took on everything, even the little girl was not spared.

Forget it, what is there to complain about?
The system has brought him too much trouble and too many emotional debts. Look at the devil's current appearance. If he hadn't been too pretentious in Taixuan Sect, maybe someone would have wanted to eliminate the devil and defend the way of righteousness.

Ji Haoyue thought of his sister and smiled gently. Ji Ziyue was his sister from the same mother. His father had more than a hundred confidantes. The first family rule of the ancient family was to not keep useless people. Even if you were not talented or even unable to practice, you should marry more wives and have more children.

For example, Ji Haoyue's father is not as talented as his uncle, now the patriarch of the Ji family.

However, Ji Haoyue's parents, thanks to Ji Ziyue's divine body and special physique, have already improved their status in the family, and are finally no longer as awkward and tethered as before.

Speaking of ancient families, let’s take a look at the Jiang family. Jiang Ming’s lineage is the one that stayed behind after their great-grandfather left the Jiang family.

There was a power shift and severe struggle within the Jiang family, because the Jiang family did not have a young ancestor like Ji Zi from the Ji family as a foundation, and there was a serious emptiness within the family.

Moreover, there were some talented members of the Jiang family who rebelled against the Jiang family and became bandits.

And the God King in White is missing.

The world is unpredictable, and the ancient Jiang family has been on a downward spiral.

This led to the later period when the Jiang family searched for the escaped direct descendants of the Jiang family, and they searched Qingfeng Town and found Jiang Tingting and Jiang Bo.

As long as the ancient aristocratic families do not go completely astray, they attach great importance to the cultivation of talented descendants, as well as the descendants' bloodlines. The glory given by the ancestors also needs to be preserved by the descendants.

Moreover, the Ji family is different. All the living old antiques know one thing: the young ancestor of the Ji family is still alive, and he is the biological son of the Void Emperor.

"I'll arrange a room for her to rest."

Hua Yunfei spoke again and took them to a green bamboo wooden house not far away. The wooden house was antique and made of carefully woven bamboo, suitable for people to meditate.

"Well, let her sleep here!"

Jiang Ming carefully put Nannan on the bed.

Hua Yunfei handed over a small pink quilt. Jiang Ming nodded and covered her with it.

There are also children in Taixuan Sect, so there is no shortage of these things.

"Let's go outside. I promised to play a song for you, Brother Yunfei, and I will invite Brother Haoyue to appreciate it later."

The three of them left the wooden house. Jiang Ming smiled brightly and freely, and said.

"Okay, then I'm all ears."

Ji Haoyue immediately clasped his fists and bowed.

There is a soundproof array in the wooden house, so Nannan will not be disturbed, but if she wakes up, the array will be triggered immediately and sensed by the three of them.

The three of them sat down at the edge of the cliff 200 meters away. The maids had already laid out spiritual fruits, spiritual wine, and spiritual tea. Hua Yunfei waved his hand gently, and the ancient zither that was originally placed on the bluestone of the ancient cliff floated directly towards Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming was not polite either. He reached out and grabbed the guqin directly in his hand. Then, he picked up a small jar of wine next to it and drank it all in one gulp. The wine poured into his mouth continuously until it was empty.

"Good wine, when drinking with a good friend, a thousand cups are not enough; when talking to a bad person, a single word is too much.

A song of laughter to the world, for you two."

In his previous life, Jiang Ming was a grandmaster in the art of playing the zither. He played the zither and drank tea with Nu Yuan, and they lived happily together. It was a pity that the good times did not last long, and the past is too hard to recall.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea, and the blue sky is warm and the jade smokes.

This feeling can be treated as a recollection, but it was lost at the time.

If he had another chance, he would definitely do better and would not hurt anyone.

[Swordsman Song (Qinxiao Ensemble Version) VIP Master Recording of Hu Weili's "Swordsman" TV Series Episode Song by Lu Songxian]

"A song of high spirits intoxicates and makes people sad, how many people return from the world of martial arts? Don't ask where heroes come from, life is beautiful when you meet a bosom friend."

Jiang Ming stroked the piano gently, laughed and spoke.

There are several sounds of the piano, each one is pleasing to the ears and touching to the heart.

The sound of the piano is powerful and resounding, and it keeps coming. There is no elegance in it, but only heroic spirit, the unruly chivalrous spirit and the tender heart, which are full of twists and turns.

Hua Yunfei only listened to it once, and his heart moved. He raised his hand, and a jade flute appeared in his hand. He loved playing the zither the most in his life, but he also knew a little about playing the flute.

Based on his understanding of music, this piece of music is incomplete and needs accompaniment from the flute.

"Haha, Brother Yunfei is indeed a bosom friend. This ancient piece of music really needs the accompaniment of the flute, and it would be best if it were played by a man and a woman. Unfortunately, it's hard to find a soulmate. Who will listen if the string breaks?!"

Jiang Ming laughed and said.

Hua Yunfei really fell in love with his friend Jiang Ming. In fact, he just wanted to be an ordinary boy who played the piano, admiring himself and enjoying the beauty of the mountains and rivers. Unfortunately, when he was five years old, he met a group of ruthless people who were looking for a successor, and he was chosen.

Then, he became two different people, both openly and secretly. He kept getting stronger and stronger, and gained many opportunities, such as the Ancient Heavenly Art Phoenix Tribulation, but he was increasingly unable to control his own destiny.

The small fish still has a chance to escape the fishing net and become a big fish, but then it can only wait to be caught and killed.

Unless you have the ability to leap over the dragon gate and transform into a real dragon.

The sound of the lyre is peaceful and neutral, accompanied by the clear sound of the flute. It is melodious and moving, and it is heart-wrenching. The sound of the lyre and the flute seems to be a question and answer.

The sound of the piano gradually became high-pitched, while the sound of the flute slowly became low, but the sound of the flute was low and continuous, like a gossamer floating in the wind, yet it was continuous, one yin and one yang, the iron-blooded heart of a man, and the chivalrous and tender feelings of a woman.

Although the sound of the Yaoqin seems to have a murderous intent, the gentle and graceful sound of the flute can turn the steel into soft silk.

The zither and the flute sounded harmoniously, the zither sound was also gentle, the two notes were sometimes high and sometimes low, and suddenly the melody of the zither and the flute changed abruptly. Although the sounds of the zither and the flute were extremely complex and changeable, each sound was ups and downs, pleasant to the ear and heart...

The sound of the flute is melodious and crisp, like a clear moon and a gentle breeze, representing progress, sunshine and goodness. The sound of the piano is deep and thick, simple and majestic, representing the vicissitudes of life and enlightenment. The two complement each other, one yin and one yang. It is not the sound of killing or the sound of immortals like Jiujie Fengqu, but when the prosperity is gone and the song ends, the people disperse, and the realm of Taoism is contained in the ordinary.

"A golden fish cannot stay in a pond. Once it encounters wind and clouds, it will turn into a dragon.

Brother Yunfei, the road ahead is long and arduous, but if you keep going, you will reach your destination. If you keep going, you will have a promising future. "

Jiang Ming withdrew his hand from playing the piano, stroked the strings gently, looked at Hua Yunfei, it was so refreshing just now that he couldn't help but open his mouth and give some advice.

"Wow"

At this moment, nine-day divine light fell from the place where Nannan was sleeping, just like the legendary guiding light and ascension light.

(End of this chapter)