An Invitation to Meet

"This thing is so much fun! It can store sound and you can listen to it all the time."

When Xiao Qin saw Fang Zelin accept the conch shell, her eyes curved into crescent moons.

She was also worried that Fang Zelin wouldn't like the things she gave him.

"Huh? This thing looks good!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin was overjoyed. If that was the case, then it seemed like he could accept this item.

"Xiao Qin specially picked this out to give to her uncle!"

Xiao Qin spoke in a childish voice, then looked at him with a pleading expression.

Fang Zelin found it amusing and quickly offered a compliment.

Hearing Fang Zelin's praise, Xiao Qin was overjoyed.

The deer demon and tiger demon standing nearby cautiously took a step back.

The Xiao Xiao dragon girl carried a strong aura of True Dragon, making the two of them feel somewhat suffocated.

"My uncle really likes this, so he accepted it."

Fang Zelin put the conch shell away, saying, "I'll serve you several bowls of spirit rice later."

Xiao Qin had never tasted this Lin Rice before, but seeing Meng Yunqing say this, she nodded her little head repeatedly in approval.

Once the fire was lit in the pot, wisps of smoke began to rise.

Fang Zelin put the spirit rice into the pot, then added a little more fire.

Little Dragon Girl squatted to the side, like a curious child, finding everything fascinating.

At that moment, a soft and melodious sound of string and wind instruments drifted from a distant painted boat.

Fang Zelin was slightly taken aback upon hearing the voice, then stood up and looked towards the painted boat in the distance.

Meng Yunqing and Xiao Qin, who were standing nearby, also heard the music. At first, it felt like a heavy snowfall.

Later, that sadness welled up in my heart even more.

After the piece was finished, Fang Zelin's lips curled into a slight smile. "This piece is finally complete!"

At this point, a hint of reminiscence welled up on Fang Zelin's face. It had been a long time since he had heard of this Falling into the Mortal World, and hearing it again now still stirred his heart.

"What kind of music is this? It's completely different from anything I've heard before. It's unique, and it even has a touch of ethereal beauty. The composer is truly amazing!"

Even Meng Yunqing couldn't help but ask with a hint of surprise.

He was able to discern such a profound connection between the mortal and the divine in a single melody.

"That's really impressive. I'll definitely go up and listen to it properly after I finish eating."

The distance was a bit too great, so Fang Zelin couldn't hear it very clearly.

Upon hearing this, Meng Yunqing said, "Uncle Fang, why don't you ask that person to come and play a piece? My little sister and I would like to hear it too."

Xiao Qin still has dragon horns growing from them, which she doesn't want to show to others.

It wouldn't be good for him to go with Fang Zelin alone.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin hesitated for a moment. He had invited the other party over without even knowing whether they would agree or not.

"Uncle Fang, how about I go and invite him? I'll bring a small gift as an apology."

Meng Yunqing's words finally made Fang Zelin nod and agree.

Upon seeing this, Meng Yunqing was overjoyed. He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Fang Zelin and then gracefully flew towards the painted boat.

His gaze swept across the painted boat, and then with a flick of his sleeve, he took Shang Lewei and her musical instruments away.

Shang Lewei looked at her floating body, a look of surprise rising on her pretty face.

What's going on?

Before she could think further, after passing through a misty area, a place that resembled a secluded abode appeared before her.

Immediately, a handsome, ethereal man walked towards them.

"We have guests who really enjoy this piece, so I've taken the liberty of asking them to play. I hope they won't mind."

Upon hearing this, Shang Lewei immediately understood that this was the person who had given her the sheet music.

Beside them were two people, a man and a little girl, but the dragon horns on the girl's forehead were particularly striking.

This scene filled her with a sense of dread.

She had heard some strange tales before, such as a troupe performing for a wealthy family, only to wake up the next day in a mass grave.

Her current experience is strikingly similar.

The way that person invited her over was quite unusual.

"Is this young master an immortal?"

Shang Lewei hesitated for a moment, then curtsied and asked softly.

Judging from this young master's demeanor and the two people standing beside him, they certainly don't seem like ordinary people.

Fang Zelin chuckled upon hearing this, "I am merely a cultivator, not some immortal."

Upon hearing this, Shang Lewei's eyes flickered with light, but she could not hide the astonishment in them.

Hearing what the other person said, one could understand that there really were immortals in this world, and that the other person was very likely one of them.

The reason they didn't admit it was probably just a humble statement.

"It is my great honor to have my humble skill appreciated by the immortal master. If you do not mind, I will play a tune for you."

As Shang Lewei spoke, she gave Fang Zelin another graceful bow, her posture still dignified and polite.

Upon hearing this, Meng Yunqing was overjoyed and immediately invited Shang Lewei to sit down.

Fang Zelin then took out a conch shell to record the sound, so he could listen to it whenever he wanted.

After tidying herself up, Shang Lewei moved her delicate hands slightly and began to play the piece "Falling into the Mortal World".

As soon as the sound rang out, Xiao Qin sat quietly to the side and listened intently.

The intense sorrow and joy in the music were vividly displayed in Shang Lewei's playing.

The melody twists and turns, culminating in a cathartic release that feels utterly exhilarating.

Even after the song ended, Meng Yunqing was still somewhat reluctant to leave.

This piece seems to be sheet music given to me by Uncle Fang; no wonder it sounds so beautiful.

Fang Zelin opened his eyes at this moment, recalling the scene behind that story of Long Yang and Princess Jiang Kingdom, who ended their lives by sacrificing themselves for the sword, and he still felt a little regretful.

If one achieves success in cultivating the Tao, one can benefit all living beings and have fewer regrets in the future.

"It's been a long time since I've heard this piece, but it still sounds just as wonderful as ever."

Fang Zelin exclaimed in admiration, "Your musical skills are superb!"

"I am unworthy of the title of venerable immortal; I have only made a fool of myself."

Hearing Fang Zelin's praise, Shang Lewei quickly stood up and bowed.

Fang Zelin smiled upon hearing this, and with a wave of his hand summoned Clear as Empty, saying, "Let's drink a large cup of wine."

He poured a glass for Meng Yunqing and then poured one for himself.

"Would you like a drink, young lady?"

Upon hearing this, Shang Lewei's eyes flickered, and she quickly replied, "Immortal Master, I dare not refuse!"

This is wine meant for immortals; it must be extremely special. How could she refuse?

After a glass of wine was poured into it, Shang Lewei picked up the glass and took a small sip.

Upon tasting it, a refreshing coolness arose in her mouth. Before Shang Lewei could even savor the flavor of the drink, she felt something flowing through her entire body.

Along with that, the rich aroma of wine spread in my mouth at that moment.

For a moment, it felt like being in a fairyland.