Warding off evil and restoring one's nature

"Immortal Master, I'm starving! I'm starving!"

The young apprentice stood at the door, and upon seeing Fang Zelin come out, he jumped to his feet like a baby crying for milk.

Whether it was the medicine boy casting Law Technique or not, the medicinal plants in the herb field, as well as the spirit rice next to them, all began to sway.

He looked genuinely hungry.

"You bastard."

Seeing this, Fang Zelin shook his head slightly, but he didn't hold back and directly used the Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique.

Seeing that Xiao Yunyu had used her powers, the medicine boy quickly ran back, transformed into the shape of a ginseng root, and planted it in the ground.

Seeing the young apprentice's appearance, Fang Zelin's heart stirred slightly, and he teased him.

"Medicine boy, has the Spiritual Power in my Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique become much richer as my cultivation level has increased?"

Upon hearing this, the apprentice opened his eyes and carefully sensed the difference, but he didn't delve into it deeply.

After thinking about it, I felt that since the immortal's cultivation had increased, the spiritual rain in this Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique must be even better than before.

With that thought in mind, he immediately nodded.

"Then give me some ginseng liquid. As my cultivation improves, my Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique will surely become even more powerful."

Upon hearing this, the apprentice almost turned pale. "Immortal Master, this Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique is already quite excellent!"

Seeing the boy's state, Fang Zelin knew he was easily frightened and stopped teasing him.

He picked up some firewood and started a fire to cook.

After acquiring the Spirit Rice, Fang Zelin began to look forward to each meal.

After the meal, Fang Zelin went to the Yongding River, sat down cross-legged, and began his meditation.

He wasn't actually cultivating himself, but rather cultivating his mind.

Since his last epiphany came from the Xiaoxi beside him, Fang Zelin has been trying to find that state of mind again.

This state can have a certain effect on cultivating one's mind.

However, just as Fang Zelin sat down cross-legged, a painted boat appeared on the Yongding River, accompanied by the sound of string and wind instruments.

Fang Zelin opened his eyes and listened intently.

The music flowed down like a stream, merging into a river, and then surged forward.

"The person playing the instrument has the bearing of a master."

After a while, as the music faded, Fang Zelin peered through the mist and saw the painted boats on the Yongding River.

After a slight hesitation, Fang Zelin got up and walked across the water.

Upon arriving at the painted boat, he lightly leaped aboard.

"What are you doing, Immortal Master?"

Seeing this, the deer demon beside him couldn't help but ask with a hint of curiosity.

Upon hearing this, the tiger demon quickly shook his head. "How would I know if you don't even know?"

Seeing the tiger demon's appearance, the deer demon secretly called it a stupid tiger, and then lay back down.

The actions of immortals are indeed not so easy to predict.

Who goes there!

As soon as Fang Zelin stepped onto the deck of the pleasure boat, he attracted the attention of a servant.

Upon seeing this unfamiliar man on the pleasure boat, he immediately gripped his sword and looked at Fang Zelin with a wary expression.

Fang Zelin knew that his abrupt boarding of the ship was indeed somewhat presumptuous, so he quickly cupped his hands in greeting.

"I was just listening to the music coming from the painted boat, and I was quite captivated. I wonder if I could meet the masters who played the music?"

Upon hearing this, the attendant looked at Fang Zelin warily, recalling how strange the man had been when he boarded the ship.

The pleasure boat is in the middle of the river right now, how did they get here?

He didn't hear any whooshing sound, and surmised that this person was highly skilled, so he didn't dare to resort to violence.

After a slight hesitation, he said, "You wait here, I'll go ask the young lady."

After saying that, he called over another person to keep an eye on Fang Zelin, then turned around and hurriedly went up to the second floor of the painted boat.

The servant returned shortly after leaving, saying, "My young lady wants to know what business she has with you."

"I have some music in my mind and would like to ask this master to play a piece for me. I hope this master will grant my request."

Fang Zelin bowed and said something again.

After hearing this, the attendant went to relay the message again. When he reappeared after a short while, he gestured for Fang Zelin to go with him.

Fang Zelin was slightly pleased to see this, and then followed.

A moment later, Fang Zelin entered a room with a screen inside.

Through the screen, one can see a beautiful figure behind it; it must be that great lady.

"This young master also understands the art of playing the zither?"

A soft voice came from behind the screen; though the person was not seen, the voice was clear.

The person behind the screen must be a petite young lady.

"I've heard that the zither is an instrument for calming the mind, restoring one's nature, and finding joy in the Way while forgetting worries. I only know how to listen to it, but I don't know how to play it."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, the woman behind the screen lowered her voice slightly, a hint of surprise in her voice.

To be able to say such a thing, this person must truly love this path.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance behind the door. This glance was so subtle that an ordinary person wouldn't notice it.

"Just now, the young master said that he had the sheet music but didn't know how to play it. Does he have the sheet music?"

If it's truly just about composing music, then it's worth fulfilling some of those wishes.

Fang Zelin said apologetically, "I only remember a little bit. I've only heard of it before, and I only remember bits and pieces of the tune. I wonder if you could fill in the gaps?"

Since he began cultivating immortality, Fang Zelin's memory has indeed improved considerably.

However, Fang Zelin had only glanced at the score a few times, so it didn't leave a deep impression on him.

Listening to the music, I decided to give it a try.

Upon hearing this, the woman behind the screen hesitated for a moment before speaking, "In that case, please write down the incomplete melody, young master."

Although separated by a screen, Fang Zelin knew that there was another person behind it.

If I'm not mistaken, the person behind this should be the real master.

The other party may have gone into hiding for their own safety.

Fang Zelin didn't care about that; he had only come here for the music.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin saw the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table and immediately began to work.

I wrote them down one by one according to my memory.

It's not complete, but it covers a significant portion.

After he finished writing these words, the servant immediately took the paper behind the screen.

The woman glanced at the score a few times, and after a moment, her expression became somewhat conflicted.

But soon, the woman spoke up, "This piece is quite intricate, and completing it won't be easy. It will probably take some time. I wonder if this young master can wait?"

Fang Zelin's spirits lifted upon hearing this. "Of course I can wait. I'm right here on this riverbank. May I ask how long this gentleman will be staying here?"

The woman behind the screen pondered for a moment, then said, "In that case, I will complete this piece before leaving."

"Thank you very much. I will prepare some silver after the matter is completed!"

After saying that, Fang Zelin left the pleasure boat with a happy expression.