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Chapter 64 The past is unbearable

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    Yao Mengji wished he could give himself two big slaps.

    What kind of person is Mr. Li, a transcendent and holy existence, what he says is the way!

    Even the thousand-year-old Xuanbing can be as good as himself, so in front of Mr. Li, he is naturally as humble as he wants.

    It's a great honor to be seen by Mr. Li, how could it still be a drop for ten years, and don't want to mess around anymore?

    Qin Manyun was so shocked that he didn't know what to do, he just wanted to stand aside humblely and be an air man.

    Li Nianfan smiled and said: "You don't get paid for nothing, I can't take your things for nothing, tell me, what do you want?"

    Qin Manyun knew Luo Shiyu, so the old man probably also knew Luo Huang and Bai Wuchen. They are also people in the cultural circle.  Wen make friends.

    Such enthusiasm is obviously something to ask for.

    The pursuit of cultural people is nothing more than seeking calligraphy or painting, or playing chess and drinking tea, etc.

    Xiuxian asked that although Li Nianfan is a rookie, he is still worthy when it comes to culture. Anyway, he has been trained by the system devil for five years.

    It's rare to meet such a group of friendly cultivators. If you can establish a good relationship with them through cultural exchanges, your safety in the world of cultivating immortals will be greatly improved.

    It's just that I don't know if these people are considered big shots in the world of cultivating immortals. It would be better if I let myself hug my thigh.

    Regardless of whether it is the elixir and fairy grass in the yard, or the incident of immortal cultivators flying all over the sky before, if it weren't for the strong relationship between himself and the immortal cultivators, how could these matters be resolved so easily?

    It's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree.

    Li Nianfan said so politely, Yao Mengji was not happy, but his heart skipped a beat. He only felt his scalp go numb, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and he was extremely nervous.

    Test!

    Definitely a test!

    How should I answer this question from an expert?

    If it is said that it is a free gift, the expert will definitely not believe it, and it will appear that his heart is not sincere. If he really made a request, how would the expert treat himself?  Moreover, what can I ask for?  How can the things of an expert be so easy to get?

    It is too difficult to grasp the distance between these!

    If one answer is not good and offends the expert, then I will definitely be left in the cold!

    In just a few seconds, he felt that it was longer than a century, and a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

    As expected of an expert, it's too scary. Just one sentence implies countless deep meanings. I have practiced for thousands of years, but I don't know how to answer.

    In the end, he could only bite the bullet and say: "I I want to ask Mr. Li to give me some pointers."

    Li Nianfan shook his head, the old man's words were ambiguous, and he was too out of touch.

    Perhaps this is a common problem of cultural people.

    "You want me to teach you how to play the piano?" Li Nianfan said directly.

    From the moment he entered the door, he noticed that Yao Mengji was staring at the guqin in his yard, and when he was talking, his eyes would sneak glances at the guqin from time to time. With that cautious look, any fool could see that he had a special interest in the guqin.  80% of my feelings are piano lovers.

    Yao Mengji was overjoyed, and quickly said: "Yes, exactly!"

    As expected of Mr. Li, I am afraid that I have already seen that I am taking the piano way. If he can give himself a lesson or two, it will be a great blessing.

    Li Nianfan said: "It's not about giving advice, it's about communicating with each other."

    "Then Mr. Li, shall we play together, or" Yao Mengji asked weakly.

    "No ensemble." Li Nianfan shook his head and refused without even thinking about it. As an ordinary person, how could he have the guts to play a ensemble with a cultivator?

    This group of immortal cultivators moved mountains to fill seas. If spiritual power gushes out when they play the piano, if they hurt themselves, they will cry to someone.

    "Why don't you play it first, and I'll listen in." Li Nianfan pointed to the guqin over there, and said, "My qin is over there, do you want to try it?"

    Yao Mengji's whole body trembled, his face flushed, and his breathing suddenly became short of breath, as if he heard something incredible.

    He couldn't believe it and said: "Mr. Li, can I really play your piano?"

    "It's just a piano, there's nothing wrong with it." Li Nianfan felt quite amused, and the old man's reaction was absolutely amazing.

    Huh, Huh¡ª¡ª

    Yao Mengji hurriedly controlled his breathing, and said to himself: "Calm down, I have to be calm, and I can't be surprised in front of Mr. Li."

    His eyes were fixed on the guqin, like a pilgrimage, step by step towards the guqin.

    This is a fairy weapon!

    No!  It should be said to be above the fairy weapon!

    Such a fetish, I can actually play it?

    He felt as if he was dreaming, his mind was blank, and tears were already welling up in his eyes.

    With such a guqin, it is no regret in this life to be able to take a look at it. If you can play a piece with it, you will not change it even if you become a fairy!

    Mr. Li is worthy of being a peerless expert, but he is willing to let a sloppy person like me play this piano, this life is enough for this old man!

    Yao Mengji sat in front of the guqin, stretching out his hands tremblingly, as if he wanted to touch his lover, but he was afraid that his hands would stain his lover's clothes, so he hesitated.

    At this moment, he had a feeling that his confidant was dead.

    Being able to become Mr. Li's pawn is the proudest thing in my life!

    He respectfully said to Qin in front of him softly: "I'm offended."

    Only then did he put his hands on the piano.

    Immortal artifacts have spirits.

    Yao Mengji knew in his heart that if it hadn't been for Mr. Li's will, Guqin would have blown him away long ago.

    He hurriedly restrained his mind, and his old eyes burst into an unprecedented look. This is the opportunity Mr. Li gave himself, butis it not a test.

    Accompanying a high-ranking person is like accompanying a tiger.

    If I can play it well, then it's okay, but if I can't play it well and desecrate the guqin, then the road ahead may be narrow.

    He took a deep breath and held it in his chest.

    Ten seconds later, he took a long stretch.

    With both hands stroking the piano suddenly, a set of movements is flowing and flowing, very smooth.

    "Keng¡ª¡ª"

    The melodious piano sound came out slowly, sometimes soothing, sometimes rapid, and ripples rippled out in the void, and drifted far, far away.

    Between the sky and the earth, there was a sudden gust of breeze, blowing Yao Mengji's white beard and white hair, making him look like a wise man with a fairy spirit.

    Li Nianfan closed his eyes, listening to Yao Mengji's piano, nodding and shaking his head from time to time.

    It seems that this old man really likes piano art, and he has put a lot of effort into it. Even if this level is included in the system's evaluation, it has already reached the eighth level.

    just

    He couldn't help but think of the fear of being dominated by the system.

    At that time, he thought that the tenth level of playing the piano was the peak, but he was told by the system that the tenth level was just the beginning.

    In the words of the system, these ten levels are just for laying the foundation. Later, you need to integrate all kinds of messy things such as the artistic conception of the song, the surrounding environment, the feeling in your heart, and your personal emotions to pass the level.

    In short the past is unbearable.

    God knows how I got here during that time.

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