My idol has a unique style of painting

A long time ago, in a certain paradise, there was a gurgling stream in the paradise. On both sides of the stream grew a sycamore tree and a catalpa tree.

There is also a phoenix and a unicorn in Taoyuan.

The phoenix likes to perch on the plane tree and sing, and the kylin likes to lean against the catalpa tree and listen to the music.

Because of the edification of the aura of the phoenix, Wutong has spiritual wisdom over time.

He gained consciousness from the chaos, and his spiritual consciousness circulated near the place where he grew up. The first scene that caught his eyes was the unicorn and the phoenix.

The Qilin had just waded in the stream, its whole body covered with petals, and walked slowly under the catalpa tree, leaning on the tree trunk and looking up to the other bank.

The phoenix on the sycamore tree fluttered its wings and raised its neck slightly. The sound of the phoenix's cry reached the sky, like raining flowers from the sky to the world.

Wutong looked at the picture and listened quietly.Although he is a tree, he can feel that his heart has condensed and gradually softened in the bursts of singing.

Time flies, years go by, but Taoyuan is as it used to be.

Influenced by pure aura, Wutong's spiritual wisdom became clearer.

He likes the phoenix and the unicorn very much, and also likes the catalpa tree on the other side of the stream, which is also newly born and intelligent.

He hoped that life like this could go on forever.

It's a pity that Qilin can't be idle, and always likes to run around in the world.

But after leaving once, he never came back.

The unicorn no longer appeared, and the cry of the phoenix gradually became sad.

Until one day, he flapped his wings and flew to the world.

Then he too disappeared without a trace.

With the departure of the spirit beasts, the aura of this land continued to dissipate with the passage of the sun and the moon. I don't know when it started, and occasionally humans would come in by mistake.

A human passing by saw the beautiful sycamore and catalpa trees, and his eyes showed admiration. He chopped them down and made two zithers.

The guqin is made of paulownia wood and the bottom of catalpa wood. The wood spirits of phoenix tree and catalpa tree are attached to the two qins respectively, and they have their own names.

One is the flowing spring and the other is the flower stream.

Liuquan and Huajian were sent to different people. As the times changed, they went through many times and experienced many stories of their own.

Day and night continued to alternate, and Liu Quan never met his former friends again.

Until that day, he followed his current master into the palace to play music for the emperor, and he felt the long-lost familiar aura from the little baby in the emperor's arms.

He finally knew why the Phoenix didn't appear anymore.

The aura that had accumulated over the years faintly told him that perhaps because he had done something against the sky to change his fate, the aura of the phoenix dissipated and turned into reincarnation. millet.

But what about Kirin?

Liuquan's anxious question couldn't reach Fenghuang's ears, because he didn't have enough aura to transform into form, so he could only watch everything in this world silently, but couldn't say what he wanted to say.

Fortunately, he still has the sound of the piano.

The seamless cooperation between Liuquan and his master wins the favor of the emperor, and the master is given permission to teach Fenghuang the piano art. Liuquan has the opportunity to meet Fenghuang often, and also sees Huajian where he has been separated for a long time.

Life seems to go back to the past in an instant.

But what about unicorns?

The helpless Liuquan could only bury his anxiety in his heart.

Wait a while.

At this time, Liuquan has already accumulated a lot of spiritual energy, perhaps in a few decades, in a dozen years... he can condense into a body and ask Phoenix, and Phoenix may also remember the past.

But all of this fell apart without warning, just like in the past.

The phoenix burns, the flower stream disappears, and the unicorn appears.

The inexplicable incident disturbed Liuquan into chaos, he didn't know what exactly happened, but fortunately, Fenghuang not only survived, but was accepted as a disciple by his respected and beloved master.

But Fenghuang was hit, and closed his heart, no matter how much the master and him comforted him, he didn't respond in the slightest.

The master took him and Fenghuang to travel around, as if he knew the slightest predestined relationship between them, and named Fenghuang after him.

No, it's actually because the master is lazy...

Fenghuang, who followed his master, was always heartbroken, until one day, the master led them into the Taoyuan in his memory by mistake.

The master's qin character is great, and Liu Quan is also full of joy, trying his best to tell the story of the past to Fenghuang with silk qin sounds.

The sound of the piano did not evoke Fenghuang's memory, but successfully awakened Fenghuang's heart, and the flow of heart began to surge again, Liuquan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although still unable to transform into a physical form, he became friends with Fenghuang. They experienced a lot with their master, met good people and bad people.

Later, the master passed away, and Phoenix became his new master.

From then on, Liuquan and his master wandered around the world with their master's last wish. They had good fortune and hardships. They thought they would finally be able to break through and realize their long-cherished wish. Unexpectedly, they were forced into a dead end at the end. .

At this time, Kirin finally appeared.

When he saw Qilin, Liu Quan realized that he had been seriously injured, and his aura was much shallower than before. If he appeared in the world, he would be easily discovered.

But this time, Qilin seemed to come with the determination to die. In the blink of an eye, he took the flowing spring and his master into the gap between heaven and earth, and flew towards the unfettered future.

The master is just a mortal now, and this memory was quickly erased by the chaotic time and space, but Liuquan, who has sufficient aura, deeply remembered this scene.

Qilin didn't have enough strength to support them all the way. Before reaching the destination, he pushed them out of the gap and sank into nothingness.

Liuquan, unable to move, could only silently pray for his end.

If he is unlucky, he will be torn into pieces by the turbulence of time and space, and he will never be reborn forever.

If he is lucky, he will dissipate his aura like the Phoenix, and he will enter reincarnation from then on.

Kirin has been a symbol of good luck since ancient times.

So he'll be fine.

The fountain and the master came to the age of the future.

The silly Qilin must have never imagined that the owner's fragile body would disappear under the impact, leaving only the soul.

And Liuquan was lucky enough to absorb part of the Qilin's aura when it dissipated. Although the owner still couldn't perceive his existence, he was only one step away, maybe only a year, before he could condense the aura and have the ability to communicate with the world.

At that time, he will definitely be able to find a way to restore the master to the entity, and will not let Qilin's efforts be in vain.

But no matter how hard he tried, the current Liuquan was still unable to move. He could only be obediently carried by the master, and usually used his spiritual consciousness to circulate around the master.

He secretly accompanied his master to look at this novel world, while accumulating spiritual power, silently waiting for the day when he transformed into a physical form.

Time flies, and a year is fleeting.

Although it is still not perceived by the owner, Liuquan, who can only entertain himself except playing the piano, is a bit lonely, but seeing the way the owner sighed helplessly looking at the crowd, the determination to cheer up the owner again is overwhelmed This little mood.

He can feel that his spiritual power is extremely abundant, maybe today he can get enough spiritual power, and then cultivate a body to surprise the master!

This excitement reached its peak when he used his spiritual sense to look around, because he suddenly felt a long-lost familiar aura.

The breath came from a young man with his head buried, he was walking towards the position where the master was standing.

He has messy black hair, and his silly appearance is exactly the same as that stupid unicorn that always rolls in the spring water.

Liu Quan instantly realized that he must be the reincarnation of Qilin!

The time in the gap between heaven and earth is not in order. Qilin went out a few seconds before them, and the time to arrive in this world may be several decades earlier.

In any case, Qilin's luck is really good, he really turned into reincarnation and got a new life.

If it's the two of them, can they perceive each other's existence?

Liuquan's spiritual consciousness condensed into an illusory figure, and he looked at the scene in front of him without blinking.

The young man lowered his head and played with his mobile phone while walking, and was about to bump into his owner.

Liuquan held his breath and raised his heart.

But in the next second, the master frowned slightly and turned sideways to avoid it.

They passed each other and drifted away.

Can not meet, will not know each other.

Liuquan's heart fell, feeling heavy and uncomfortable.

The owner stopped at the entrance of a milk tea shop in front of the corner, looked up at the colorful plaque, and sighed deeply.

The flowing spring was floating in mid-air, and he turned his neck to look to the other side, and saw the young man on the other side also standing at the corner, holding his mobile phone as if he was busy typing.

For a moment, Liu Quan was inexplicably stunned.

He suddenly had a hazy premonition that once he turned this street intersection, from now on, among the vast crowds, they would never meet again.

The master put the spring on the table and planned to start playing.

The young man put his phone back in his pocket, ready to move forward.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

Liu Quan looked at his hand that was gradually condensing into a solid body, and seemed to have realized something in the dark.

He took a deep breath.

There was a sudden movement between the heaven and the earth, and all the dust began to vibrate finely.

Weak energies gather into silk threads, like strings being stirred up, or waves of rippling water, using the heaven and earth as a canvas, thread after thread, layer by layer, all gathered on Liuquan's original body of the piano.

If the water is full, it will overflow, and the monthly profit will lead to loss.

The spiritual energy that was gradually filling accumulated to the peak, and then it broke through the diaphragm and poured out like a flying spring over a waterfall.

The dissipated aura engulfed the voice and rushed in all directions, engulfing the entire street.

Liu Wenqin was still immersed in the sound of the piano, his brows were slightly stretched, and relief finally appeared on his face.

Gu Qu stopped walking, surprise and doubt appeared in his eyes, he was dazed for a few seconds and then turned around quickly.

He ran through the sea of ​​people in front of him, followed the sound of the zither to the destination, raised his head out of breath, and looked over the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd, like a petal, gently falling on the zither player.

The past and the past all flow with the sound of the piano.

Another story begins to be written.

Liu Quan could feel the spiritual power in his body dissipating slowly.

Memories of the past gradually became blurred, leaving only a few fragments that flashed by like a surprise.

I don't know where Huajian went. Except for them, probably there will be no spiritual beings who will remember those long-ago stories.

But it doesn't matter.

In this world, who would know what happened in his previous life?

Maybe before he became a tree, he was still one of the legendary great sages.

Before the wisdom faded back to ignorance, Liuquan just let the strings flow happily.

At this moment, he felt relaxed and comfortable from the bottom of his heart.

They can be wholehearted in their later life, so he is satisfied.

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The author has something to say:

Flowing Spring on a Rock: This was also created by Boya.Gaiqi's love for mountains and rivers, alliances with springs and stones, like cliffs and waterfalls, are eye-catching.Playing with the meaning of the song in detail, it is really wonderful that the world and the earth are in the same flow.

Fenghuang is able to harmonize the five notes, and has an indissoluble bond with music.

Legend has it that Linglun, the music official of the Yellow Emperor, created the Lulu, which is the Chinese temperament system, based on the sound of Fengming he heard.

Legend has it that Fuxi saw the phoenix falling on the phoenix tree, and thought that this big tree must be the object of the gods, so he cut wood and stretched silk to make a guqin.

The above is the initial inspiration for this ending o(∩_∩)o After writing the first long article, I am really full of emotions, but I don’t know what to say... Anyway, thank you for reading here, thank you for my Good friends, thank you for subscribing and commenting on the little angels who voted for Lei Guan nutrient solution. Without you, I probably wouldn't be able to hold on to the moment when I finished telling the story.

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