I'M Actually A Cultivation Bigshot
the past is the past
Chapter 63: The Past Is The Past
Yao Mengji wanted to slap his own face!
Who does Li Nianfan think he is? He's like a god! Of course, the Thousand Year Old Black Ice would listen to him! As he ruled Yao Mengji at home, he should be as low as possible in front of his experts!
Being able to work for Li Nianfan was his greatest pleasure! How could it only spit out a drop every ten years? That's not stupid!
Qin Manyun was shocked and did not know what to do. He wanted to stand on the sidelines and remain invisible!
Li Nianfan smiled. "Thank you! But I can't take your gift for free! Tell me, what do you want?”
Qin Manyun was Luo Shiyu's friend, and this old man probably knew the Holy Emperor and Bai Wuchen because they lived in the same circle. She must have heard news of something she wanted. So, he had come all the way here to befriend her.
Coming with such enthusiasm, he definitely had something he wanted! These cultural people all pursue writing or painting, or perhaps chess or tea.
Although Li Nianfan knew nothing about cultivation, he was a cultured person. After all, he was trained by the System for a full five years!
After meeting these friendly cultivators, Li Nianfan thought that if he could secure their friendship through his love of art, he would be able to secure their friendship, he would be in much safer hands in this Eternal Realm.
He wondered if these cultivators were the big ones in this world. If he could be lucky enough to make friends with the big one, how great would it be!
If not for his friendship with the cultivators, he would not have had a courtyard full of potions or even the protection of the cultivators flying in the sky a few days ago.
It's good to be friends with great people!
On the other hand, Yao Mengji was having a hard time. He could feel his scalp itching and goosebumps all over his skin. He's worried!
A test!
This is a test!
'How should I answer this question?
'If I say I have no intention of accepting anything, the expert will not believe Me which will make Me appear fake! But if I ask for something, what will the expert think of Me? Also, what can I ask for? Do I deserve any of the items here?’
That's a very difficult question to understand!
If he answers wrongly and offends his experts, he'll run out!
It was only a few seconds, but to him, it felt more than a century as sweat droplets started to appear on his forehead.
'Really expert! So scary! One word from him could mean so much deeper meaning! I have been cultivating for a thousand years yet I don't know how to answer it!’
Finally, he bit the bullet and said, “I...I want Mr. Li..to..give me some pointers.”.
Li Nianfan shook his head. This old man spoke with restraint! Why so nervous!
Perhaps this is the weakness of all the cultured men in this world.
"You mean show you that instrument?" Li Nianfan asked directly.
Ever since he entered the house, Li Nianfan noticed that Yao Mengji had been staring at his Guqin without blinking. Even when he spoke, he would peek at Guqin from time to time. The cautious expression on his face made it very clear that he liked stringed instruments! He is most likely a music lover!
Yao Mengji exclaimed, “Yes! Exactly!"
An expert he is! Maybe he could instantly tell that I was cultivating with music. If he can give me a hint or two, it will be my greatest blessing!
Li Nianfan said, "I can't teach you, but we can exchange knowledge."
“So, Mr Li, will we play a duet? Or..” Yao Mengji asked timidly.
Who knew what would happen when these cultivators played their musical instruments! What if their Spiritual Qi accidentally injured him?
“Why don't you play it? I'll listen, ”Li Nianfan points to her Guqin. “My instruments are there. Why don't you try it? ”
Yao Mengji trembled. His face reddened as his breathing turned rapid. It was as if he had just heard something unreasonable and could not believe his ears. "Sir. Li, can I play your instrument?”
“It's just an instrument. Why not?" Li Nianfan found it almost funny! This old man is so funny!
Breathe in. Exhale…
Yao Mengji tried to control his breathing and said to himself, 'Calm down! I need to calm down! I can't look scared in front of Mr. Li.’
He looked at Guqin, as if walking to the temple. He walked over to Guqin step by step.
'This is a Spiritual Item! Maybe even more than that! And I'm allowed to play on this immortal treasure?’
He felt as if he was in a dream. His mind was empty and he shed tears. It was already the greatest blessing in life to be able to see Guqin like this. He would give his chance to become an Immortal just to play on this instrument!
'Sis. Li is an expert! He was willing to let a careless man like me touch and play his instrument!? I have no regrets in life!’
Yao Mengji sat in front of Guqin. She reached out tremblingly, as if she was going to touch her lover but was afraid she would dirty her lover's clothes— very hesitant.
At this moment, he felt like a steadfast warrior facing his death.
'Being able to become Master Li's chess piece is the greatest blessing of my life!'
With that, he whispered to Guqin before putting his hand on the instrument and saying, "I'm sorry."
A truly Spiritual Item!
Yao Mengji knew that if it was not the expert who played him, Guqin would have directly attacked him and chased him away from there.
He calmed his racing heart. His aged eyes gave off a gaze he had never had before. This was an opportunity given to him by his experts.
Accompanying the expert was like accompanying a tiger.
If he's good at it, it'll be fine. If he could not play well and instead desecrate Guqin, his life would be over!
He took a deep breath and held it for ten seconds before letting out everything with a deep breath.
With that, he started plucking the strings. Its movements were smooth and smooth like water flowing in a river.
ding…
Beautiful music out of Guqin—sometimes relaxing, sometimes fast. Waves flew through the air, drifting far away.
Between the sky and the ground, a gentle breeze blew, blowing on the white beard and Yao Mengji's hair. He looks like a wise old man.
Li Nianfan closed his eyes as he listened, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head. This old man really likes music. He made some efforts in his appearance. If judged by the System, he would reach at least level eight.
Yet…
Li Nianfan inevitably recalled the time when he was controlled by the system! Back then, he had thought playing an instrument at level ten had already reached its peak, but the System had told him level ten was just the beginning.
In System words, the first ten levels were just the basic foundation. Having mastered that, one also needs to take into account the meaning of music, the surroundings, feelings, and emotions in order to pass the test!
After all ... it is the past!
He had no idea how he could survive those days!