Cultivation is too difficult, and people will die if they do the tasks.

Chapter 65 Xiaoyao Pavilion

Everyone followed Ding Qitong in a hurry.

Bai Wan'er looked at Ding Qitong and remembered what Lu Qingfeng had come to say just now. It seemed that he was apologizing for Lu Shuiyao and also meant to comfort Ding Qitong.

These two should have something.

Just seeing Ding Qitong's face, she didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Bai Wan'er recalled what she had just heard in the tea shop, and was very curious about Xiaoyao Pavilion's exchange for golden hibiscus.

Taking advantage of everyone's opportunity to rest, Bai Wan'er asked Xie Yizhi to inquire.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist. Fellow Daoist Lu just said that only those who come first in music and dance can have the Golden Hibiscus. What's going on?"

Xie Yizhi looked at Bai Wan'er and asked. He glanced at Ding Qitong first, thought about it, and then told Bai Wan'er in detail.

Xie Yizhi also noticed that Ding Qitong relied heavily on Bai Wan'er.

Bai Wan'er understood after hearing this.

The master of Xiaoyao Pavilion is a very playful person.It makes people wonder if he was the reincarnation of the draft organizer from his previous life.

There are two ways for monks to exchange for golden hibiscus.

One, exchange for rare treasures, magic weapons and elixirs.Whether you can get it or not depends on whether your things are in the eyes of the pavilion master.

Second, talent pk.Set up music, chess, calligraphy and painting, plus music and dance.

Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are all single-player events. Play chess against each other and reach the finals. The winner in the end will receive a golden hibiscus.

In the on-site comparison of calligraphy and painting, the master of Xiaoyao Pavilion will decide the merits.The master of Xiaoyao Pavilion himself is of extremely high standard, and no one has any objections so far.

The piano, music and dance are all performed live, and the finals are entered to determine the winner.

Those who come to exchange for the Golden Hibiscus are all cultivators, and they usually exchange for rare treasures, magic weapons and elixirs.Talent can only be regarded as the icing on the cake!

Most practitioners are not good at this.Therefore, those who can win are not ordinary people.

Qing'emen originally had an advantage in music and dance.There are only a few sects of female cultivators who are good at music and dance, and the Qing'e sect is the leader.Ding Qitong was quite sure.

But now...

Bai Wan'er thought of the Ling Bo dance she saw that night.The dance is so graceful that it’s really hard to surpass.

What's more, time is already very tight, how can we choreograph a unique dance?
what should I do?

Xie Yizhi was also depressed. He just saw the male cultivator rushing over to talk to Ding Qitong, and he was concerned about it.

I didn't express my feelings for Ding Qitong, but now I feel sad to see her depressed.

Then he walked over and persuaded Ding Qitong: "Fellow Daoist Ding, the golden hibiscus in Xiaoyao Pavilion is rare. Just do your best and let everything happen. Don't be too demanding."

Ding Qitong forced a smile: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, Qitong understands in her heart."

Bai Wan'er naturally listened with her ears pricked up.Hearing this, an idea flashed in my mind.

Just let it go, music and dance, the music and dance of practitioners... If this is the case...

I was lost in thought for a moment, and when everyone stopped, I realized that it was already dark.

A group of people meditated and rested in the woods.

Bai Wan'er sat there, humming a tune, looking thoughtful.

"Wan'er, you are possessed. Why is it that a person sings a song with a strange tune?"

Zhuang Cailing came over and sat next to Bai Wan'er.

Bai Wan'er suddenly woke up and pulled Zhuang Cailing: "Cailing, I'll sing a line and you follow along and try to sing, okay?"

"What for?" Zhuang Cailing looked suspicious, and Zhuang Caiwei also came over to join in the fun.

"Try it and sing along to this song."

Bai Wan'er said nice words with a smile on her face. The Zhuang sisters were curious and agreed.Bai Wan'er clapped her hands and started singing: "The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword are not my sect. The vastness of the sky and the sea is my style... Without victory, there is no defeat. Where there is no going, there is no return... Without a sword in my hand and no dust in my heart, that is who I am." Be open-minded...just go with the flow and ride the wind..."

The Zhuang sisters also started singing along.

After singing it two or three times, Zhuang Cailing said with a smile: "Wan'er, this song is so interesting. If you don't win, how can you lose? If you don't go, you can come. This is the same as the practice of gathering by chance, walking by chance, and moving by heart. .It means the same thing!”

Bai Wan'er clapped her hands and laughed: "Cailing is so wise. I heard the word Sui Yuan right away."

The movements of the three people attracted Ding Qitong: "What are you singing?"

Bai Wan'er smiled and said, "Senior sister, come and listen."

Bai Wan'er and the Zhuang sisters sang together.As Ding Qitong listened, her eyes became brighter and brighter: "Wan'er, this song is about spiritual practice!"

Bai Wan'er smiled and said: "Senior sister, the music and dance of us cultivators are so graceful and graceful that they are like flying in the sky. It is indeed rare. But the dance of cultivators is not only pleasing to the eyes, but also pleasing to the heart. Isn't it?"

Ding Qitong lowered her head and didn't speak for a long time.After a long time, he raised his head, his eyes bright as stars.

"Wan'er means..."

Bai Wan'er smiled and stated her plans one by one.

Ding Qitong listened and kept nodding.

After Bai Wan'er finished speaking, she glanced at Xie Yizhi and then at Ding Qitong.

Ding Qitong smiled and nodded, stood up, and walked towards Xie Yizhi.

Bai Wan'er smiled.

What other song is more relevant to the path of spiritual practice than "Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng"'s "Follow the Fate"!
On the way next, Ding Qitong took Bai Waner and the Zhuang sisters and started rehearsing according to Bai Waner's arrangement.

Ding Qitong finally smiled again.

This day we arrived at Zhongling Mountain where Xiaoyao Pavilion is located.

Bai Wan'er raised her head and looked up. From a distance, she could see a layer of light gauze, shadowy figures appearing far and near in the misty clouds and smoke, almost as if they were far away. Like a few strokes of light ink.

Listen closely to the gurgling creek, the gurgling spring water, and the roaring pines.

What a great place to practice.

Surrounded by mountains, there is a pavilion and pavilion in the mountains.

That is Xiaoyao Pavilion.

There are already practitioners arriving at the foot of the mountain.Ding Qitong also took her junior sisters up the mountain.

Outside Xiaoyao Pavilion, I saw a stream surrounding the villa. There was a colorful bridge over the stream. The bridge was more than ten meters long. Through the bridge deck, I could see the stream more than ten feet deep below.

Is this a glass bridge?Can you leave?
Seeing Ding Qitong stepping on it without hesitation, Bai Wan'er was shocked.

If you really can walk, your cultivation level is not high, but you don’t have the ability to ride the wind.

Seeing that the Zhuang sisters were also going up, Bai Wan'er stepped onto the bridge. The soles of her feet felt solid.

"Sister, why is this bridge transparent?"

Ding Qitong smiled: "Practitioners with spiritual powers can cross this bridge. This is to prevent mortals who go up the mountain from entering the villa without permission."

Bai Wan'er nodded, it turned out to be the screening system.Practitioners with spiritual power can pass through without any obstruction, just like having their own identification QR code.

Xiaoyao Villa really has more cows than Jubaozhai.How much human resources does this save?

After crossing the bridge, we arrived in front of the villa. The door opened, and there were green trees and flowers on both sides. It was a paradise.

Walking through the path, you come to a platform with several paths leading to various places.

Except for the practitioners who were present together, Bai Wan'er has not seen anyone in Xiaoyao Pavilion so far.

Just as he was wondering, a small paper crane flew in front of Ding Qitong's eyes.

(End of this chapter)