C113 Cunninghamia Lanceolata Thunb (1/2)
Ever since Jade Ion and Lin Yuchuan led the group away, Tai Xuan had quietened down, reducing the noise and clamor of the past. When the two of them left, Yin Bao Scroll sent Yu Jiuyan and Li Zongyin to lead a thousand disciples to each of the two altars to complete the reconstruction as soon as possible.
After everyone had settled down, Yun Jiuchang had time to pay attention to Uncle Fang. The reason why Uncle Fang was so curious was not only because Uncle Fang had shouldered the blame for him in the Divine Wind Altar, but also because of his mysterious background. Yun Jiu Tang thought, as the 6th generation elder of the Supreme Mystery Capital, he must have known a lot about Qiong Qi, Mu Xue Jue, and Ming Xie's Sky Poison Formation after hiding in the Qing Qiu Mountains for so many years. Thus, he decided to personally seek help from Uncle Fang.
From the back mountain of the Supreme Mystery City, a strange flute sound floated into the capital. The sound was rather strange because it was extremely fragmented, as if a cool breeze had drifted down from the back of the mountain. If one did not carefully distinguish it, it would be difficult to detect. The sound was no different from that of an ordinary flute at first, but if one listened closely, it was very different: it was like the rushing waves of a thin stream that had merged into a river, and the sound of falling snow, mixed with the sound of thunder, was not normal in general.
At this moment, Yun Jiuchang was dragging Shen Jingyang with him as he went to look for Fang Bozhen. Yun Jiu Tang suddenly stopped and listened attentively. The long and faint sound of a flute melded into his ears and he suddenly felt refreshed, ”Hey, did you hear the sound from the back of the mountain?” Yun Jiu Tang raised his hand and pointed towards the back of the mountain as he spoke to Shen Jingyang.
”Where …?” What's the sound, I... Why didn't you hear it? ” Shen Jingyang had a confused expression on his face, completely at a loss of what to say.
Yun Jiu Tang seemed to be reveling in the story. ”How can I not be? Listen carefully …”
After listening for a moment, Shen Jingyang murmured, ”There's really a sound. It's too small. Who could possibly hear it?”
Yun Jiuchang smiled, ”You are the only one who is unable to hear it. Anyone else would be sensitive to such a melodious flute melody.”
Shen Jingyang shrugged his shoulders, a helpless expression on his face, ”In any case, I'm lacking in sensitivity to music.”
Yun Jiuchang pulled Shen Jingyang back, ”Come, let's go to the back mountain!” As he spoke, he hurried towards the corridor that led to the back of the mountain.
”Ah, slow! Didn't we say that we would look for Master Fang for guidance? ”Shen Jingyang stopped his steps, doing his best to prevent Yun Jiuchang from continuing onward,” You can change as you wish.
Yun Jiu Tang laughed, ”It seems like you really don't know anything about music,” He waved his hand and explained, ”To tell you the truth, Uncle Fang is playing the flute in the back mountain!”
Shen Jingyang's eyes were wide open, his face filled with doubt, ”You must be kidding me, right? How did you know that the one playing the flute is him? You and him met a few days ago at the Divine Wind Altar. How do you know him so well? ”
”You don't believe me?” Yun Jiu Tang became serious, ”Let's not talk about anything else. I am the most clear of everyone in the Supreme Mystery City. As far as I know, no one has been able to produce such a strange flute tune.” Don't underestimate the flute's sound. Such a fine and fragmented sound can reach here. If the person playing the flute didn't have profound and resolute inner strength, it would definitely be impossible to reach this place. Who do you think is up to these two conditions? ”Only Uncle Fang is profound.” Yun Jiu Tang looked at Shen Jingyang's skeptical face and impatiently said, ”Ah, forget it. I'm not going to argue with an idiot with a musical voice. How about this, we'll make a bet.”
”What kind of bet?” For matters where he couldn't even be sure, Shen Jingyang loved to bet with others. As the saying goes, 'I will resign myself to fate', he always believed in his good luck.
”Whoever loses will be treating everyone to a drink of jade. What do you think? Do you dare to accept?”
”If you want to gamble, then gamble! Why wouldn't I dare to gamble with you?!”
With that, the two of them strode along the corridor towards the back of the mountain. They wanted to get to the bottom of the matter as soon as possible.
On the back of the mountain, the two of them followed the sound and came to a shallow forest. During the middle of spring, the forest was filled with new green foliage and was lush and verdant. In the distance, Uncle Fang was standing with his back to her, happily playing a musical instrument.
”That's not right!” Yun Jiu Tang was suddenly startled, he carefully listened to the melodious sound flowing past his ears, ”It's Qing Xiao!”
”You said it was Tick just now, and now you're saying it's Hu Jia. You're definitely going to lose. Once you're down the mountain, hurry up and get me a jar of good jade wall spring beauty!”
The new leaves that had just sprouted out of the trees were shattered by the sound and floated down. The two couldn't help but sigh in admiration. As expected, the inner strength was deep, and the sound of the wind that came out could destroy the leaves from a hundred zhang away. It was definitely not something an ordinary person could do.
”Haha …” In the distance, Uncle Fang was laughing heartily. He suddenly turned around, holding a small but exquisite firecracker in his hand. ”Young Hero Yun is indeed extraordinary. You actually know what kind of musical instrument I'm using from over ten zhang away. ”Awesome!” Saying that, he cupped his fists and walked towards the two people, ”Young Hero Shen, as for your jade wall, spring beauty, I'll gift you a jar of top-notch beauty, how about it?”
The two of them were both shocked. Even though they were so far away, he was still able to clearly hear their conversation. It was truly profound and unfathomable. Yun Jiuchang thought to himself, his internal force is actually so unfathomable, just which stage of the Five Great Realms has he cultivated to? His inner force cultivation realm was probably higher than that of the scroll. It was said that the scroll had reached the third level of the Upper Realm. In that case, Fang Bozhen had at least reached the first level of the Supreme Realm.
Yun Jiuchang and Shen Jingyang hurriedly bowed in greeting. Yun Jiu Tang said, ”This junior came uninvited, and my steps were clumsy and hasty. Sorry for the disrespect, master.”
Young warriors, this is the first time we are talking, I want to correct you of one thing, ”Uncle Fang's slightly chubby face was filled with a smile, his brand-new long robes accentuated his slightly plump and burly figure, and he waved his hand,” Only Elder Taixuan can be called 'Master', I have not been like this for a long time, so, don't call me Master anymore! These words from Uncle Fang were filled with authority, as if he was adamant about it.
Yun JiuTang and Shen Jingyang looked at each other, a troubled expression on their faces. If they didn't call him Master, they really didn't know how to address him.
Uncle Fang seemed to be able to see the awkward look on their faces. He waved his hand again and smiled: ”If you don't mind, you can call me Uncle in the future.”
Senior uncle, this form of address is indeed very fitting and casual. The two of them couldn't help but laugh at the same time.