Cultivate Wujian and Raise a White Dragon

The musical sound was not the bustling stringed drums and flutes, but the melodious sound of Guqin.

Mr. Kunshan has not turned into the characters in the play, but is still the original appearance of Mr. Kunshan, dressed in a green shirt, independent of the cloud platform, opened his mouth slowly, and sang: "Long knife and big bow, sitting on the east of the river, cars like flowing water, horses like dragons , seeing Jiangshan in sight..."

What he sang was not the original tune, and some monks gradually realized that it was Zui Taiping.

Zui Taiping comes from the Kunqu Opera "Huan Sha Ji Dawei". In the Kunqu opera troupe, no matter whether they are learning life, cleanliness, end ugliness, or enlightened singing, they must learn this Zui Taiping.This play is about Fu Chai, king of Wu, hunting and traveling.

At this moment, Mr. Kunshan sang very sparsely and long, like the sound of wind passing through the high and low reeds, which made people feel melancholy.

What he recalled was the children who used to practice on the stage. At that time, he was just a stage that had not yet cultivated his body. What he listened to and watched every day were men, women and children in the theater practicing. When he went to the theater, it was because he fell in love with the theater first that he became conscious and cultivated his body on the stage.

At that time, he didn't know the difference between himself and others. After cultivating human form, he still lingered in the world, regarded himself as a human being, joined a theater troupe, and even sang a role.

After a few rolls in the human world, things gradually changed.

If you want not to be bullied by the class leader, you have to show your character's temper.If you want not to be squeezed out by your peers in the class, you have to show your arrogance.

From a stage where he didn't know what temper was, he became a hot-tempered actor who was so popular all over the world.

In the end, he was almost tied up and burned to death.

How can there be a character that is not old?He is so bad-tempered that everyone hugs him and avoids him, and no one dares to ask the mystery of his immortality. In the end, everyone thinks he is a demon that harms people. The better he sings and the more beautiful his appearance is, the more frightening he is. So he was tied up and sent to Chenghuang Temple to be burned to ashes.

He is a stage, a stage made of wood, afraid of fire, if it is burned, it will be wiped out in ashes.

At night, someone let him go secretly.

He was a beggar who often came to listen to operas. When he was a bad-tempered theatrical performer, he loved to talk about operas with others. The beggar was a down-and-out scholar with some articles in his stomach. When he met in the morning practice, the beggar took the initiative to discuss operas with him, and pointed out He was very grateful for his shortcomings. One day, he saw that the guard wanted to drive this beggar out, so he was a beggar!The beggar acted as a guarantor and allowed him to go to the garden to watch a play.

Later, he heard that the beggar said that he regretted that he had no money to rush for the exam, so he also lent his savings to the beggar to pay for the exam.

At that time, the beggar knelt down and kowtowed without saying a word, saying that he wanted to gain fame in the examination and return to repay his benefactor.

He was rescued by a beggar that night, and only then did he know that the beggar did not go to the exam, but bought Susukada in the countryside to marry a wife. His wife had passed away, leaving behind two sons and a daughter.

But it was dozens of miles away, but he didn't know it.

Looking at the person kneeling on the ground, begging him to reward him with some silver taels, he finally realized that people are really complicated.

After staying in several theater troupes, I gradually understood that the characters in the drama are both human and not human, and people outside the drama are sometimes not human.

And he was not a human being from the beginning, and he must never regard himself as a human being.

He no longer joined the opera troupe, but went to the countryside and the fields with his head on his back, singing to those who wanted to hear. Sometimes he was applauded because of his appearance, and sometimes he was scolded because he didn't understand the polite opera. But not getting along with people for a long time, coming and going aimlessly, is much more interesting than being in a theater troupe.

Hiding from villains and monks, he sang operas all over the place, and finally entered the Tao through operas, soaring to the world of comprehension.

It was only after I came that I realized that most of the cultivators are human, and even if they become demon cultivators, they will still be bullied by others.He was careful to avoid people, but was discovered by the former suzerain as a monster and entered the Taoist sect.

He has not seen any difference between monks and mortals.

"A group of flutes and incense are sent by the wind, thousands of streamers are holding auspicious clouds, and the heights of Sutai are full of brocades. Take care of tonight and stay in the palace!"

After the singing, the guqin gradually died down, and the lively stringed drums and flutes were played together, and the Kunshan monarchs turned into five.

So he sang again from the beginning, one sentence for each person, each person with the same singing style, and each person with the same figure, as if he had returned to that ancient town and became that stage again, and it was not he who sang the opera, but those young opera students who sang straight The five flavors are mixed, the four emotions are all extinguished, the three thousand things are upside down, two parts are happy, and one is full of grief and indignation.

The spirit mist freezes the clouds and does not move, and the hexagram mountain vibrates together. The monks seem to hear the mysterious fairy sound, and they can hear it to the best point. There are even two or three monks whose hearts move with the music and advance their cultivation.

Lou Jia heard something was wrong, and looked sideways at Bu Qingyun, who nodded slightly.

The sound is too mournful, and the song is off the track. Mr. Kunshan is about to fall into evil!

!On the stage, Mr. Kunshan suddenly became obsessed with the play, but the five incarnations gradually became crazy.

Under the stage, Lou Jia clenched his hands tightly, not knowing whether Lord Kunshan should follow his heart into evil, or pull him back to the right path.

Bu Qingyun chuckled, and suddenly, evil spirits surged all over his body, and on the stand, among countless monks, he switched the evil way skills.

His whole body was full of evil energy, scattered like black clouds, and his cultivation level increased within a few breaths. The evil energy collided strongly with the Taoist spiritual mist, oppressing all the cultivators in pain and inexplicable horror, and they stayed away from him like a tide, except for Lou Jia Sitting in place, looking at him worriedly.

The ghost woman who had known about it for a long time also changed her face.

This step Qingyun was only cultivated by the evil emperor last time, how could he rise to the realm of the evil ancestor in just a few days!There is fraud in it!

A righteous monk attacked Bu Qingyun, Bu Qingyun raised his finger and released the Qiongqi beast.Qiongqi raised his head to the sky and howled, the howling was filled with infinite malice, piercing people's hearts, and the low-ranking monks who were close to him covered their ears and screamed, and the monks' bodies were unable to resist the long howling, which continued to overflow from their ears Blood comes.

But the Kunshan gentleman on the stage is completely ignorant of what is going on off the stage, and is still in the play, forming a world of his own, which contrasts with the tragic evil scene in the audience, forming a strange picture.

"Immortal Elder! Hurry up and kill the demons!" Finally realizing that Lou Jia was still beside Bu Qingyun, the cultivators of the Dao Sect shouted loudly to Lou Jia.

Under the expectant eyes of all the cultivators, Lou Jia stood up and drew his sword.

Silently guarded Bu Qingyun's side.

Qiongqi saw that the cultivators changed their expressions and cursed angrily, and laughed loudly, some low-ranking cultivators were directly stunned by his laughter.Qiongqi looked at the fainted monks maliciously, licked his sharp teeth, and felt even more hungry.

There was a stalemate.

Black clouds formed under Bu Qingyun's feet and flew towards the platform.

Six Soul Banners and Zhu Xian Four Swords!The faces of the righteous monks present were even more ugly, and they looked forward to a few big repairs to make a move.

"The demon stops!"

Master Honglie settled down his disciples, drew his sword and flew into the air, pointing directly at Bu Qingyun!

But at this moment, Mr. Kunshan merged the five incarnations into one body, but the music in the air did not stop. Instead, it became faster and more crazy. Amid the crazy music that can make people's headaches split, Mr. Kunshan stood silently , didn't care what happened in the audience, and a majestic aura surged around him like a sea of ​​clouds.

"No, the stage is going to blow itself up!" Daoist Lingxu exclaimed suddenly when he noticed Mr. Kunshan's abnormal state.

Dangerous life!