Uh, it seemed to make sense. It was indeed a bit of a spoilsport for a rough person to take on such a delicate job as the matchmaker.
The zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting were all there. Other than that, there were also dance clothes, pipa, erhu, Xiao, the Book of Songs, Song Ci, novels, allegro, suona, and so on.
Gong Siwen's fingers moved lightly. Although it was a talent, it was also a magic treasure. It would definitely have outstanding functions. Gong Siwen hoped to find a talent that could match his Qingping Sword.
All musical instruments and dance costumes that were too feminine were eliminated. Gong Siwen finally chose the Book of Songs. Compared to the Book of Songs, Song Ci, the Analects of Confucius, novels, and the like seemed rather lengthy. Poetry was more natural and unrestrained.
"The Book of Songs turns poems into strokes. The deeper the artistic conception, the stronger the power. (Sealed)"
"Is there anything else I should pay attention to?" Gong Siwen kept the Book of Songs in his arms.
" Also, because I traveled through worlds and transformed into a magic treasure for Master, my Threads of Emotion have been completely exhausted. I'm unable to change the time and location of my appearance in the fox demon world. We're now in the Southern Kingdom from more than four hundred years ago, so Master must be careful. With three magic treasures, he should be able to protect himself. The last strand of love was to change her master's hairstyle and dress so that she could do as the locals did. Master, you don't have to rush to collect love threads. It's best to improve your strength first. The three magic treasures have a limited time to be unsealed and can't cope with the continuous battle. Master, it depends on your performance. If you die, I'll be in trouble.”the female voice instructed and teased.
Gong Siwen's modern clothes instantly transformed into a light green robe, and his short hair was also in a bun. At this moment, he carried a long sword on his back, a gourd hanging from his waist, and the Book of Songs in his hand. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He was a handsome swordsman.
"Don't worry, I can't bear to die. I'll work hard. By the way, what's your name?" Gong Siwen said confidently.
"I have just been born and don't have a name yet.”The female voice paused.
"Then I'll call you Si Qing. Siqing, send me out." Gong Siwen said.
Gong Siwen blinked and looked around in confusion. What was this place?
Eh?
Just as Gong Siwen raised his hand to touch the sword, his sleeve slid down. The sharp-eyed Gong Siwen noticed something on his right wrist. He hurriedly placed his wrist in front of him. It was actually the mark of a Yearning Bean. Was this the feeling of missing someone?
Gong Siwen touched the imprint with her left hand. A strange feeling appeared in her heart. It was as if she could appear in another space as long as she wanted to. That's right, it seemed to be her.
Gong Siwen didn't plan to go back in after coming out of the forest. He pulled out the Qingping Sword and opened a path for himself. The most important thing now was to get out of the forest as soon as possible and find people.
Even though the Qingping Sword had sealed most of its power, Gong Siwen had no magic power at all. As he swung the sword, a faint green sword Qi still emerged from the sword. No matter how thick or tough the vines were, they were cut open as if they were tofu, clearing a path for Gong Siwen.
"Hiss!"
The moment Gong Siwen cut open one of the vines, a painful cry sounded. Then, the vine seemed to come alive. One end twisted and shot toward Gong Siwen like lightning. It opened its bloody mouth and a fishy smell was emitted.
Snakes!
Gong Siwen was shocked and quickly dodged. The snake's mouth slid across his shoulder, and its sharp fangs slashed a wound on Gong Siwen's left shoulder.
Gong Siwen retreated a few steps away from the snake's head. He frowned. In such a short time, his injured left shoulder had already gone numb. The blood that flowed out was black. It was obvious how strong the poison was.
Gong Siwen didn't dare to delay. He took off the Qiankun Gourd from his waist and said anxiously,""Gourd, oh gourd, is there any wine that can detoxify the poison? Be it immortal wine or spirit wine, conjure some for me.”
The Qiankun Gourd emitted a faint spiritual energy fluctuation. Then, a message appeared in Gong Siwen's mind.
Gong Siwen was overjoyed. This Qiankun Gourd was really a good treasure. It was indeed much more useful than the Qingping Sword at this time. It was all thanks to Si Qing. Otherwise, he would have died the moment he came to this world.
Filled with boundless gratitude towards Siqing, Gong Siwen opened the gourd's mouth impatiently and poured it down his throat.
"Cough cough!"
After being taught a lesson, Gong Siwen took small sips. The strong fragrance of the wine spread from the tip of her tongue to her stomach. It was as if there was a ball of fire burning in her lower abdomen. A warm flow spread through her limbs and bones. It was extremely comfortable. Her body, which was slightly tired from the journey, was filled with energy again.
Because of the Five Poisons Treasure Honey Wine's effect of strengthening his physique and cultivation, Gong Siwen's face was glowing red. He did not look weak at all after being injured!
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