Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 123 - 89: Soul Ceremony, Guardian Grassman, Anping Town Harvest Festival_2

Chapter 123: Chapter 89: Soul Ceremony, Guardian Grassman, Anping Town Harvest Festival_2

"Jiang Jiuxian, I call you senior brother on ordinary days because you entered the sect earlier. Do you really think your skills are exceptional and your vision far surpasses mine?"

"How dare you belittle me like this!"

Lu Qian felt humiliated. She thought Jiang Jiuxian viewed her as a child; did she have no ability to appreciate art?

Jiang Jiuxian felt deeply embarrassed and was unable to speak.

It was still Zong Shichang who mediated: "Alright, Brother Jiang is drunk, the misunderstanding is cleared up and that’s what matters. Come, let’s continue playing music and dancing. I still have some good things to show you. That’s enough, everyone scatter!"

He then pushed the crowd apart.

Liu Muqing didn’t leave because Lu Qian had held her back. Good things should be shared with close friends; as for others, they had no chance to see the original.

They closed the door, and Liu Muqing’s eyes were fixed on the watermark: "Qian’er, Zhao Xing really gave this to you? You didn’t buy it from somewhere else?"

Lu Qian smiled as she opened the watermark: "Qing’er, there’s a score on it. You’ll know once you play it."

When Jiang opened the watermark, the words "Soul Ceremony" were written in bold characters.

Liu Muqing walked to the zither and began to play according to the battle tune.

"The ceremony begins with the sound of the drums."

"The ritual dance follows the music."

"Graceful ladies chant harmoniously."

"Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums."

"Endlessly entwining through the ages."

As the music and lyrics resonated together, Liu Muqing seemed to see a scene from the ancient times at the Heavenly Altar Square, where sages were performing a ritual for the divine. The sound of war drums was tight and continuous, flower gods were singing, and the seasons swiftly shifted from spring to autumn, looping repeatedly.

Rituals are for worship, and souls are the gods of Qi.

This was the Godsend Song performed after worshipping various gods.

The zither’s music resonated with the heavens and earth, seemingly having the effect of repelling ghosts and sending away Yin gods!

"This..." After playing twice, Liu Muqing quickly felt a strange yet familiar sensation, "Could this be derived from the ’Six Songs’?"

"Indeed." Lu Qian nodded, "He said so."

"Since it’s derived from the Six Songs, are there more pieces besides ’Soul Ceremony’?" Liu Muqing suddenly thought of something.

"I guess so too. Unfortunately, I was just about to ask when Jiang Jiuxian interrupted. To avoid putting Zong Shichang in a difficult position, he left directly... Hmph, Jiang Jiuxian, how hateful!" Lu Qian was very angry.

"Alright, let’s not talk about Jiang Jiuxian. Qian’er, your Sparrow Feather Robe was hardly wasted." Liu Muqing teased, "To exchange it for an original battle lyric and tune... If you ask me, it would be better to toss in ten or eight more pieces."

"You think they’re gifts? I bought this with money."

"What a pity then, Qian’er. Your tactic of making yourself indispensable fell through."

"Qing’er, stop your nonsense, or you’ll get beaten!"

"..."

....

Zhao Xing returned to his home in Pingkang Square by the moonlight.

At this time, Zhao Ruide had taken his wife and children out for fun and had not yet returned.

"The trip to the Moon Viewing Tower was not in vain; not only did I solve a problem, but I also traded for several Preaching Paintings." Zhao Xing washed his face.

After giving ’Soul Ceremony’ to Lu Qian, she agreed to bring at least two Preaching Paintings.

Plus, Zong Shichang promised one, and with the money Zhao Xing had, he could buy another. In total, he could get about four Preaching Paintings.

As for whether it was worth it, Zhao Xing thought it was worthwhile.

In the future, these battle lyrics and tunes would be of no use. With the collapse of the Fortune Dynasty, Ritual Repair, Music Repair, and Dance Cultivation would all fall into obscurity, becoming minor arts.

With changing times, some occupations prospered overnight, while others fell to dust. Zhao Xing needed money for now. If he could sell them to address immediate needs, he would sell them. After all, they were gained for nothing.

"Hope Mr. Zong and Miss Lu can bring some excellent Preaching Paintings."

Putting the matter aside, Zhao Xing began cultivating the introductory Chapter of ’Great Dream Spring and Autumn.’

[You have absorbed the Sleeping Bug in your Life Soul, and you have gained insight into the Sleeping Bug Spell. Spell progress +10]

[You have absorbed the Sleeping Bug in your Life Soul, and you have gained insight into the Sleeping Bug Spell. Spell progress +12]

[You released the Sleeping Bug...]

...

After practicing the Sleeping Bug Spell for half the night, Zhao Xing fell into a deep sleep, and the next morning, as usual, he went to the Minister of Agriculture Supervision for cultivation.

Although the Four Heavenly Time Techniques were progressing slowly, Zhao Xing did not give up.

He believed that daily training was not wasted; even though the progress was minimal, barely noticeable, with time it would eventually break through the bottleneck.

The small Mountain Cat lazily lay on the locust tree, then used its paws to bring over a locust leaf and took a bite.

"Meow~"

It was not tasty. The Mountain Cat spat it out again.

"How could this be tasty? You must be really hungry, come on, I’ll take you to find food."

Zhao Xing looked at the time and decided to take the Mountain Cat to the Chen Mansion for a meal.

The Tianyuan pear trees he planted were still a long way from flowering and bearing fruit.

"Meow." The Mountain Cat’s ears perked up. Hearing about food, it immediately jumped onto Zhao Xing’s shoulder.

The Minister of Agriculture usually ate well.

When Zhao Xing arrived, Chen Shijie was having a feast at the mansion.

"A Second Order Top Grade large yellow fish? You even added prepared Rehmannia root and bright wolfberry?"

"Yam and white eel stew? It tonifies Qi and nourishes the lungs, strengthens the body and invigorates Yang energy?"

"And silver ear Peng Que? Hmm, it’s stewed to perfection!"

"Hey, why did you put bright wolfberry in the slow-cooked brocade chicken too? It’s another invigorating recipe. Mr. Chen, you need to rest more, don’t overwork yourself..."

Chen Shijie glanced at Zhao Xing: "Who did you learn this sarcastic tone from? Can you eat properly?"

"Hehe." Zhao Xing stopped teasing Chen Shijie, but looking at the food, he knew Gui Niang must have been staying at the Chen Mansion recently.

The two of them enjoyed a great meal from the feast laid before them, when suddenly, a large yellow fish leapt off the ground and ran away.

The yellow fish was twice the size of the Mountain Cat. As the Mountain Cat bit down, it was completely covered by the yellow fish’s body.