"What? Fox girl?"

Yun Xi was confused by Yimeng's words: "Are you sure?"

Yimeng pouted: "I can even recognize those monsters in Yutan Temple, how can a fox girl admit her mistake?"

"Same."

Yun Xi sat on the sofa, recalling Fu Shang's appearance and temperament. This woman did exude a different kind of charm, but her attitude towards Yun Xi was too respectful, so Yun Xi didn't pay much attention to it.

Fox girls, as the name suggests, are the orcs with fox blood. Among all the orcs, the foxes should be the most popular race, especially the female ones.

Because the women of the fox tribe have exquisite faces and enchanting figures, and they carry the unique charm of fox demons, coupled with their pair of furry fox ears and tails, they are extremely able to arouse the desire of others.

It’s just that the so-called most popular does not mean that they are respected by others, but that as slaves or playthings, they are the most popular.

In the black market where orcs are sold, vixen are often the most expensive category.

If the orcs are the most miserable racial group in the mixed spirit world, then the fox people are the most miserable group among the orcs.

Yun Xi only had a relatively brief understanding of the history of these orcs. She said: "No wonder she is so beautiful, but so she was sold to Zuisifang?"

Yi Meng said: "I don't know about that. Maybe the Zuisifang you went to is not a good place."

Yesterday, when Jin was there, it didn't dare to show up, so I don't know what the situation is in Zuisifang.

"Zui Si Fang... forget it, this matter has nothing to do with me."

Yun Xi scratched her nose and didn't pay much attention to it.

After Fu Shang left, she could just continue practicing, but just when she was about to return to the retreat room, there was another knock on the door.

Yun Xi frowned and walked to the door.

"Who?"

She opened the door, only to find that there was no one outside, only a wooden bench and the guqin on the wooden bench.

"This is... the piano I played yesterday?"

Yun Xi recognized this piano at a glance.

"Is this her return gift?"

Yun Xi raised her head and looked around, then put the piano back.

Just like that, Yun Xi’s piano came.

With the piano, she can naturally start practicing the music scores given by Senior Shi Jin.

In the empty and lonely retreat room, Yun Xi looked at the music score while brushing the strings of the guqin and playing the moving music.

Behind her, there are dozens of high-grade spiritual crystals floating quietly, and a steady stream of spiritual power is injected into her body.

Musical arts and spiritual practice are compatible with Yun Xi.

In her sea of ​​consciousness, Yimeng looked at Yun Xi's multi-tasking behavior with a thoughtful expression.

Back then, Yun Xi created the so-called Total Concentration Cultivation Method to improve the efficiency of her own practice. Later, after learning that the Tianling Alliance had the Soul Concentration Method, she combined the two to ensure that her practice would not be interrupted at all times.
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From that time on, she showed amazing control. The cultivation method she advocated was taught to Xiao Lingyuan and the others, and they worked hard to master it. From time to time, they would even lose control because of a meal or a laugh.

Unconsciously, the circulation of spiritual veins stopped.

But Yunxi doesn't. She can multitask easily, and she doesn't seem to be at all risky.

Could it be that her self-control ability is really extraordinarily strong?

It was the first time for Yimeng to see such a person, and he was a little confused.

……

On this day, Shi Jin did not show up. Yun Xi was practicing in seclusion at home alone. Even when Xiao Yuan'er Qingchan and the others came back, she did not come out.

It wasn't until two or three days passed that a voice suddenly reached Yun Xi's ears.

"The top of Xiaozhu Mountain."

Yun Xi's eyes flashed slightly, and the voice was undoubtedly Shi Jin's.

She touched the strings, and the dozens of pieces behind her were already dim. She could absorb so much spiritual energy in just two days, even Xia Qingyao couldn't do it.

Yun Xi put away the guqin, stood up and left.

After walking out of the retreat room, Yun Xi looked towards the window and realized that it was midnight.

There are no windows in the retreat room, and Yun Xi, who has been immersed in practice and study, does not know how much time has passed.

She looked at the day, and although she didn't understand why Shi Jin called her out in the middle of the night, she wasn't worried that something would happen to her.

With Mr. Wei's attitude towards her, there is no way he would let her get into trouble in Tianling County, let alone the saintly personality that still exists in her body.

She quietly left Jingming Community and walked towards Xiaozhu Mountain.

Xiaozhu Mountain is a well-known hill in Tianling County. There are no special attractions in the mountain, but there are countless green bamboos.

For those who like green bamboo, it is a wonderful place.

Xiaozhushan is not far from Jingming Community, and it didn't take Yun Xi long to arrive.

She stood at the stairs at the foot of the mountain, looked up at the small peak, which was not too high, and walked up.

After stepping on the stairs, Yun Xi quickly arrived at the top of Bamboo Peak.

The top of Xiaozhu Mountain is a green brick open space with no bamboo or wood blocking it. The moonlight shines down without any pressure and falls on the tall and tall figure in front.

Shi Jin stood on the top of the mountain, with his back to her, overlooking the bright lights of half the city.

"Senior."

Yun Xi called softly.

Shi Jin turned around and looked at her: "Here we come."

"Hmm."

Shi Jin waved his hand, and a table and chairs immediately appeared on the empty bluestone.

He asked Yun Xi: "Did you bring the piano?"

Yun Xi nodded: "Bring it."

"Then let's get started."

There is no trace of ink, Shi Jin is really ready to teach Yun Xi folk art.

Yun Xi took out the guqin and carefully placed it on the table. When she sat down, she felt a little nervous.

I always feel like I am back in high school decades ago, when my teacher took me to tutoring because my test scores were too poor.

The fear of being dominated by the head teacher cannot be forgotten even after decades and across a world.

But she was nervous. When Yun Xi actually started playing, her level of performance was still online. Before meeting Shi Jin, her understanding of the instrument was limited to the memory of the original owner Yun Xi.

Her performance in Zuisifang was actually not that amazing. It mainly relied on her beautiful singing voice. If she had only played the piano at that time, people might be a little disappointed.

However, these two days of non-stop work have improved Yun Xi quite a lot. His slender white fingers gently plucked the strings, and the clear sound ran out of the strings, echoing in the bamboo forest and high in the sky.

Shi Jin stood quietly aside, listening to Yun Xi's performance, sometimes relaxing and sometimes frowning.

After the song was played, Yun Xi raised his head and glanced at Shi Jin.

Shi Jin shook his head at her: "The love has not yet arrived, the meaning is not deep, and the rhythm is a little faster."

Yun Xi thought carefully about her performance just now and did not refute.

"You get up first and I'll show you a song."

Shi Jin walked to Yun Xi.

Hearing that Shi Jin planned to demonstrate a song in person, Yun Xi also became interested and stood aside obediently.

She was very curious about what kind of skills this senior who was so obsessed with music would have in piano art.

Sitting on a chair, Shi Jin first took a look at the guqin, and recognized it at a glance as the one played by the oiran Fushang of Zuisifang yesterday.

He didn't ask any more questions, but looked at the guqin quietly and relaxed his whole body.

The moment his breath completely calmed down, Yun Xi seemed to feel that this person and Qin were one, and for a while it was difficult to detect Shi Jin's existence with his spiritual sense.

The night wind blew gently from the west, carrying a piece of green bamboo leaf, which floated and fell on the piano stand.

Shi Jin's hand also fell on the strings, and his fingers were long.

"Zheng~"

With a clang, the sound of the piano suddenly rose, like the bright moon in the dark night or the eclipse of the sun in the day. In just a moment, the only sound left in Yun Xi's world was the sound of the piano.

The melodious sound of the piano flows out from the guqin like visible silk threads, winding around Yun Xi's neck, hair and arms, wrapping around the mountains of green bamboo, gray stones and clear springs, stringing together the bamboo leaves, breeze and moonlight,

The entire top of the mountain has become its special venue.

Yun Xi was instantly immersed in the ethereal music, unable to extricate herself.
To be continued...