Chapter 369: After getting drunk, I sang wildly and drank wine. After waking up, I didn’t know the sun and moon were upside down.
"You're awake."
A sound as clear as water was heard, like a jade chime or an ancient zither.
Li Daoxuan turned his head and his eyes focused slightly. He saw Miss Zhuge in white, sitting gracefully in front of the window under the golden sunlight. She was holding her long sleeves with one hand, revealing her white wrist, and holding a white jade brush in the other hand, writing something seriously.
Her long black hair was untied, draped over her shoulders, swaying slightly in the spring breeze.
This scene was so beautiful as a painting that Li Daoxuan was slightly dazed. He felt that even the most skilled painter would find it difficult to depict the charm of Miss Zhuge at that moment.
At the same time, he felt that he could no longer understand this Miss Zhuge. Her unrestrained and carefree manner when she was drunk on the mountains and rivers, her elegance and composure at this moment, seemed as if she had suddenly transformed from a madman of the Wei and Jin Dynasties into a talented woman from the south of the Yangtze River who was well-read in poetry and books.
"Now that Master Li is awake, why don't you get off this young lady's bed as soon as possible?"
Taizhen glanced sideways and said with a smile, "This small bed may not be able to bear your weight, Master Li."
Only then did Li Daoxuan realize that he was actually in her bed. No wonder there was a faint fragrance lingering around him.
He quickly got out of bed, put on his shoes and socks, and said, "I'm so sorry, I'm drunk!"
His face turned slightly red. He never expected that one day he would drink too much and lose his memory. All his lost memories came back to his mind. He was a cultivator in the Yin Shen realm, but he slipped and fell into the stream, looking very embarrassed.
Whenever he thought of that scene, he dug his toes into the ground. It was so embarrassing. It was so embarrassing!
Drinking is harmful!
Tai Zhen smiled faintly and said, "I haven't had time to congratulate you yet. I was just in a drunken dream, but you actually succeeded in breaking through. I'm really envious of you."
Hearing this, Li Daoxuan was stunned.
Only then did he realize that he had actually broken through to the late stage of Yin Shen without realizing it!
The magic power in his body surged like a rushing river and surging waves, more than double what it was before!
The most important thing is the strengthening of his soul. His Yin Spirit has become almost completely condensed and tougher, and his perception of the world has become more acute. Even if he closes his eyes, the scenes hundreds of feet around him will automatically appear in his mind, every detail is clear.
He even saw clearly a bee accidentally falling from a flower outside the yard.
If he concentrated his mind, he could even clearly see the traces of the bee flapping its wings, as if it were slowed down dozens of times.
Entering the late stage of Yin Shen, this means that Li Daoxuan's spells and magical powers will be more powerful, his control of magic weapons will be more flexible, and his combat power will have a leap.
In addition, in the late stage of Yin Shen, the soul is already strong enough to completely break free from the constraints of the physical body, roam freely in heaven and earth, and fly thousands of miles. Just make sure to hide during the day and not be exposed to the sun.
Of course, if the soul leaves the body for more than seven days, the body will die completely. At this time, the ghost will have to look for the next body, which is commonly known as resurrection.
Li Daoxuan was pleasantly surprised. He laughed loudly and clasped his fists towards Taizhen and said, "Miss Zhuge, thanks to your Hundred Flowers Drunk, otherwise I don't know how long I would have to wait for the opportunity to break through!"
Taizhen smiled faintly and said, "It's mainly because you, Master Li, have extraordinary talent. My wine is just a supplement."
Li Daoxuan was about to speak when he suddenly thought of something. He hurriedly asked, "Miss Zhuge, how long have I slept?"
Taizhen counted on her fingers and said, "Not long, maybe thirty to fifty days."
Li Daoxuan's expression froze, and he lay in a mess in the room.
Thirty to fifty days...
Wouldn’t that mean even the day lily would be cold?
The Longmen Immortal Conference must have ended long ago. How much have I missed?
Thinking of this, it seems that there is not much joy left from the breakthrough.
Taizhen smiled, touched her lips lightly with the pen, and said jokingly, "I was kidding, you were only drunk for half a day. I am really terrified that Master Li has such trust in me."
Li Daoxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He smiled bitterly and said, "I really have a master's order and must attend the Longmen Immortal Meeting. Miss, please don't make fun of me anymore."
After a pause, he said a little embarrassedly: "There is one more thing I want to ask you, young lady."
Taizhen glanced at him and said, "Let me guess, what you want to ask is related to praying for rain, yes or no?"
Li Daoxuan was exposed by her words and sighed, "Young lady, you are really smart and cunning. When I was investigating the missing eye case before, you said that there was something wrong with the Ministry of Revenue, and it turned out to be exactly right. Now, before I even opened my mouth, you have guessed my intention. Even if Wolong is resurrected, I am afraid he can only do this."
Tai Zhen smiled and said, "It's not hard to guess. The Longmen Immortal Meeting is about to be held. As a disciple of Longhu Mountain, you will naturally think hard about how to pray for rain. However, the dragon energy in Chang'an is so strong that ordinary rain-praying techniques are difficult to be effective."
Li Daoxuan nodded and sighed, "Although I have now broken through to the late Yin God stage and my Taoism has greatly improved, I am still not sure if I can summon a heavy rain."
Tai Zhen laughed and said, "You are such a strange person. You are a hundred times more powerful than me, yet you ask a weak woman like me for advice. Even the famous Master Li, who is known to be invincible under the Sun God, is helpless. What can I do?"
Hearing this, Li Daoxuan gave a bitter smile and felt a little disappointed.
He couldn't help but laugh at himself. He was really confused and desperate. Miss Zhuge was indeed smart, knowledgeable and resourceful, but praying for rain was different from investigating a case. It couldn't be solved by wisdom alone.
It can only be said that the other party gave him a very wonderful feeling. Although her cultivation was not high, her wisdom was extraordinary. It seemed that she could come up with a solution to any difficult problem in the world.
Li Daoxuan shook his head and said, "I am a poor Taoist, I hope you can forgive me."
He looked at the sky and said, "Miss Zhuge, it's getting late. I have to go back to Chang'an. I will come to see you after the Longmen Immortal Meeting is over."
Although his troubles were not resolved, Li Daoxuan was very grateful to Zhuge Qing.
Moreover, he felt very relaxed when he was with her. This thatched cottage hidden deep in Mount Zhongnan gave him a feeling of being in a paradise, far away from troubles and the world, allowing people to gain inner peace.
Taizhen finally finished writing the last word. She stopped writing, blew on the ink, and said with a smile, "I just finished writing this method of praying for rain. Are you sure you want to leave, Master Li?"
Li Daoxuan stopped, turned around suddenly and looked at the other party in surprise.
"You...you didn't mean..."
Taizhen put down her pen, leaned lazily on the rattan chair, stretched comfortably, and said with a smile: "Under normal circumstances, I really can't do anything, but who can blame Li Zhenren for that poem? I like it very much."
She placed her jade hands on the paper to block Li Daoxuan's gaze.
"It's still the same old rule. One thing for another. You have to recite the poem you chanted when you were drunk in its entirety, and then I will give you this method of praying for rain."
Li Daoxuan said with some shame: "That is not a poem I wrote, I just heard it occasionally."
Tai Zhen laughed and said, "There are probably not many books in this world that I have not read. Master Li is extremely talented, so why should he be so modest?"
After a pause, she said, "In a word, do you want to change it or not?"
Li Daoxuan said without hesitation: "Change, must change!"
…
A moment later, Li Daoxuan left the thatched cottage.
Cha Cha was drunk and fell asleep on the ground in the yard.
He shook his head and smiled, walked over, picked her up, put her on the rattan chair in the yard, and took out a cloak from the Three Realms Gourd and put it on her.
"Drink...it's delicious..."
Cha Cha reeked of alcohol, wrapped tightly in her cloak, and talked in her sleep.
Li Daoxuan touched her head with a smile, then looked at this warm and quiet courtyard, then he used his cloud-summoning magical power to fly towards Chang'an.
In the thatched cottage.
Taizhen leaned against the window, watching the scene quietly with a gentle smile on her face.
She picked up the pen again, took out a book from her bosom, and after opening it, what caught her eyes were lines of elegant and handsome handwriting.
"The first time, in the thatched cottage in the South Mountain, the wind and the moon rose, and we met without knowing it was an old friend."
She turned to the blank part and began to write the second story.
"In the second chapter, after getting drunk, I sang wildly and drank wine. After waking up, I didn't know the sun and the moon were upside down."
The scent of ink is elegant, and the characters are like dragons and phoenixes.
An hour later, she had finished the second chapter and was reading quietly in the sun with a faint smile on her lips.
"Have you not seen that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. Have you not seen that the white hair in the mirror in the hall is sad, which was black in the morning and turned into snow in the evening..."
She recited the poem softly, her eyes shining with a strange light and a lingering aftertaste.
"My junior brother's talent for poetry is probably not inferior to that of a cultivator."
