Xianjun!Keep the fish under the sword!

"A lot of paper." Wuyou suddenly looked up at the sky.

The paper was scattered all over the sky, slightly yellowed, and black characters could be seen.

The brocade box on the ground was opened wide open without a sound, and there were still some remaining yellow papers in the box, which were neatly stacked in the brocade box... Only the top few sheets were slightly messy, which was caused by the brocade box being flipped and hit.

In an instant, everyone in the cave was shocked in place, staring blankly at the ground and the air—the papers that fell out of the brocade box.

——Help me keep a treasure. I will take it from you next time. No one is allowed to give it to you, nor can you open it privately. This is the treasure I will hand down from generation to generation in the future.

Wuyou was hugged by Wu Nian, standing in the corner of the cave, looking at those yellow papers flying, scattered and falling to the ground, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

This Immortal Jianghua, whose painting is extremely disabled...wouldn't be so narcissistic that he would treat the ghost painting talisman he drew as a family heirloom, would he? !

Wu Nian caught a thin piece of paper flying in front of him.

Suddenly his fingertips trembled slightly, and he murmured: "It's... the music score."

Zuiyinjun was startled, and suddenly seemed to be stunned, and stretched out his hand in a daze to catch the yellow paper floating in front of his eyes.

When the eyes touched the paper, the translucent eyes were blurred for an instant, the water vapor was dense, and the tears fell.

——"The mountain in the sky! The water in the mountain! The fish in the water! Swim, swim, swim together~~"

The newly thought-up lyrics are still very easy to pronounce. He sat on the small slope in the south of the Land of Fallen Demons, fencing swords and singing madly in boredom.

That was the first time I saw Jianghua 4000 years ago.

He has been here for 6000 years, and every time he sings wildly, all the mountain spirits and water monsters around scream and flee, and the frightened birds fly away.

Only he, smiling and clapping hands, approached slowly, until he walked in front of himself.

"From your singing, I can hear the turbulent sea, the majestic sky, and the land that engulfs the mountains and rivers. Good song! Good tune!" Dressed in a green shirt, the visitor has warm and delicate eyebrows, but his voice is very gentle. Loud, looking at himself who was taking a break from singing wildly, he said with joy, "Xiaoxian Wen Ruoyu, it's a pleasure to meet Mr. Zuiyin."

"Can you hear it?"

"Although the body is here, the heart has wandered thousands of miles away...Such a good song and tune should be recited for thousands of miles, quoted as a good song, sung from generation to generation, and immortalized forever!"

"Hahahahaha! Thank you! Thank you!"

The fairy Jianghua of Taibai Xianshan came to guard the tomb of Qianji because of the loosening of the heart demon pool, and it was only a wall away from the trapped demon cave where the fog demon Zuiyin lived.

"That senior brother of yours is too irresponsible. If you don't let me go, you will die casually."

Immortal Jianghua sighed sadly at first, but then couldn't help but look at Jun Zuiyin with a smile: "But if it wasn't so, who would guard the tomb as my companion? Who would fencing with me and singing songs?"

As soon as the singing started, Immortal Jianghua would come from the tomb to listen to it, and after listening to it, he would say it with emotion, which was exactly the same as what Zuiyinjun thought in his heart!

"Brother Drunk's singing is free, heroic, hearty! After listening to it, you feel free and comfortable! Ruoyu likes it very much!" He smiled and gave the painting he drew as a gift: "Can this painting match your song? "

Zuiyin Jun glanced at it, and his eyes suddenly brightened: "The ink is vigorous, the ups and downs are unintentional, free and easy, unrestrained, unconstrained, it is a spiritual work!"

The eyes of Immortal Jiang Hua looked at him even more brightly, and his smile was bright: "You are the only one in the world who understands my paintings!"

He also looked at him with a smile, raised his neck and laughed loudly: "I forgive Zhenjun Burning Moon for locking me up for thousands of years! It's because you are the only one in the world who understands my songs!"

The two became friends because of this, and it was too late to meet each other!

Every time I drink and talk, sing and paint wildly.

He understands his scribbled mountains and seas, and he understands his wanton fencing songs.

Thousands of years are like a day, but it seems like a fleeting moment, and the fleeting years are like water, passing by in a moment.

Day and night, just like yesterday.

"I am the luckiest in my life! I have been locked in the Trapped Devil's Lair for 3000 years, and I met you!"

"The luckiest thing in my life is that Daishanmen came to guard the tomb of Qianji, and I heard your song."

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hahahaha~"

Meeting by chance, meeting by chance, coincides with a bosom friend.

The best encounter in the world, but that's all.

He looked at the paper in his hand, his eyes were blurred, and he couldn't help but burst into tears, speechless.

In the sleeping cave deep in the Sleepy Devil's Cave, yellow paper slowly filled the room.

Pei Yan, Wu Huan, and Heng Gongyu couldn't help stretching out their hands and fins to pick up the paper. Pei Yan couldn't understand it, but Wu Huan and Heng Gongyu could see what was in their hands and fins. It's sheet music.

The one in front of Heng Gongyu was exactly when they first arrived at the Land of Fallen Demons, the sound of the magic sound piercing through their ears.

——"The mountain in the sky! The water in the mountain! The fish in the water! Swim, swim, swim together~~"

——"You follow the clouds! I follow the wind! You and I follow the wind and follow the clouds to wander~ to the end of the world~ waves to the horizon~~~~"

The brocade box that Immortal Jiang Hua gave him to keep, actually recorded all the songs he had sung, recorded the lyrics and composed music in the brocade box.

From the first song he sang to the last song before they parted, there was a thick pile of them... At this moment, the whole cave was filled with yellow paper, and it was hard to count.

"Help me keep a treasure." When toasting each other, he smiled and said to each other, and his voice was wanton and frivolous: "I will come to pick it up with you next time."

Blinking slightly, he looked at him, raised his lips and smiled, his eyes full of joy: "Remember that no one is allowed to give it to you, and you must not open it privately... This is the treasure that I will hand down from generation to generation."

Wuyou struggled to pull out a dozen or twenty pieces of yellow paper from Wu Nian's hand to read them.

All sheet music.

Fortunately, Immortal Jiang Hua was not as narcissistic as she thought, and finally did not regard the "ghost painting talisman" she drew as a family heirloom.

Unfortunately, besides Huahua, Immortal Jianghua also has disabled ears. This Zuiyinjun's singing is so good that he can still memorize all the words for him? !Compose the music? ! ! !

I'm sooooooooooooooo!

If they hadn't heard it with their own ears, just looking at this thick stack of music scores that are innumerable, they would really think that this devil is a member of the Yuefu! ! !

Wuyou and Pei Yan reached out and covered their foreheads in unison.

Needless to say.

A confidant... definitely a confidant.

The Immortal Jianghua could listen to every song sung by the Wumo, and they were beyond their reach.

Why would I be so stupid as to doubt the friendship between these two? !

They came here to listen to the song that the fog demon sang for several hours, and they almost collapsed... Immortal Jianghua has been his neighbor for 1000 years!I have listened to it for 1000 years——

If it wasn't for true love, he would have run away long ago.

Everyone came to this conclusion unanimously.

One regards ghost symbols as treasures;

Pei Yan and the others had no choice but to feel complicated.

——How much do I like your singing?

——I memorized the lyrics and composed the music for all the songs you sang, and locked them in the brocade box as family heirlooms.

——How much do I like your paintings?

——I framed all your paintings and hid them in a whole cave, and never let others touch them wantonly, even for a moment.

These two people... have exactly the same thoughts and ideas.

Pei Yan secretly stepped back and walked to Xianjun Guchen and pulled his sleeve: "There is no key to the tomb of Qianji in the brocade box, we made a mistake."

Immortal Lord Guchen: "Yes."

Pei Yan glanced at him: "Your immortal sword crippled his arm as soon as it came out, is it too heavy?"

Immortal Lord Guchen: "..."

The fairy in white waved his sleeves, put the music scores scattered all over the floor back into the brocade box, stacked them neatly, and then moved the brocade box to the table in front of Zuiyinjun.

"It's my fault." The white-clothed immortal said calmly, "The brocade box is back to you."

"Then the injury on his right hand..." Pei Yan said again.

The white-clothed immortal frowned: "...shut up."

"Oh..." Pei Yan immediately shut up.

Wu Nian glanced back at the white-clothed immortal and Pei Yan, then turned to look at Jun Zuiyin, and said in a flat voice: "This time we didn't know the inside story, so I'm sorry for disturbing you..." After a pause, Shuiyun Jun spoke again. Said: "I hope that Zuiyin Lord will not care about it, we will listen to what you said, and go to find Jianghua Immortal Lord, and ask him for the key to the Qianji Tomb."

Jun Zuiyin didn't look at them, but stared at the square brocade box with eyes full of bewilderment, stretched out his hand to touch it lightly, his eyes were soft and sorrowful.

Pei Yan and the others were about to withdraw from the Fog Demon's lair, when they saw Zuiyin Jun's body swaying, holding the brocade box in his hand, and suddenly fell down beside the desk.

"Ah!! He was beaten to death by God... Guchen Xianjun!!!" Heng Gongyu suddenly opened his eyes wide and exclaimed.

Immortal in white and Pei Yan cast cold eyes at the male fish at the same time.

The big flower carp shook its body inexplicably, and hurriedly changed its words: "No, no! He was injured and fainted by Lord Guchen!!!"

Wu Nian held Wu Nian in her arms, at this moment she came closer to check, and said, "It's the devil's poison."

A moment later, Pei Yan leaned aside and watched as Heng Gongyu pulled out a piece of his fish scale to detoxify the fog demon.

After pulling the heng male fish, his face was full of tears: "Wow!!! It hurts so much!!!"

Pei Yan cast a contemptuous glance at it: "You said you wanted to cut the fish fins to treat my illness, but now it hurts like this when you pull out a fish scale???"

Henggong Yu sniffed and looked back at him: "It really hurts! Brother Yu, you'll know it after pulling it out!!!"

Pei Yan was about to say that although he hadn't pulled it out, the Seventh Prince's mother had pulled it out, and he lay down for more than a month, so he knew... But the moment before Wuyou fell into the magma, he pulled him back and looked up. Looking at him crying loudly, he suddenly fell silent.

He turned his eyes to look at Wuyou who was being held in Wu Nian's arms, and sure enough, he saw the little girl with her eyes downcast and panicked when she heard what they said.He breathed a sigh of relief.

After Henggong fed the fish scales to the fog demon, several people heard it yell again: "It will take three full days to grow new fish scales! Next I will be an ugly fish for three days!!!"

Crowd: "..."

A fish scale really doesn't make that much difference, and no one here cares about your beauty or ugliness thanks.

Pei Yan turned around and saw Xianjun Guchen standing aside looking at the fog demon for a long time, couldn't help but approach him and talk to him: "How does Xianjun Guchen feel about this demon???"

The immortal in white frowned: "Stupid and ignorant...the human nature is still there."

"In the eyes of Immortal Lord Guchen..." Pei Yan suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the immortal beside him: "What is the real difference between demons and immortals?"

The white-clothed fairy's eyes moved slightly, and he remained silent for a long time without saying a word.

"Should it be this trace of humanity?" Pei Yan sighed and said, "Before Shuiyun Jun cooperated with you to set up the formation of trapping demons, didn't you agree with him?"

Pei Yan turned his head to look at him: "Not all monsters are so hateful, are they???" He couldn't help but said: "Even if there were monsters who killed your parents, it doesn't mean that all monsters..."

The fairy in white suddenly turned around and walked out of the bed without looking back.

Pei Yan refrained from chasing after him, stretched out his hand to touch his chin and said, "It seems that this knot in my heart has to be unraveled slowly..."

He also thought of the man, woman, demon and demon that appeared in the fantasy formation of Guchen Xianjun: "Those two people seem to be particularly powerful to Guchen Xianjun in the phantom formation. I don't know if it is his knot. .”

Not long after, the fog demon's poison was cured, and he woke up.

Pei Yan and the others were about to say goodbye to him. Mr. Zuiyin looked at the bandaged sword wound on his shoulder, held the brocade box tightly in his hand and said, "You only have one month to seal (yin) the Heart Demon Pool?"

Pei Yan and the others were startled, and nodded in response: "Yes."

Jun Zuiyin caressed the brocade box in his hand, and said softly: "I know you won't be able to stay here once the one-month time limit is up. If you have sealed the Heart Demon Pond, can you promise me to continue looking for Immortal Jiang Hua for the rest of the day?" ?” He said: “If you agree, I will take you into the Qianji Tomb.”

Everyone was shocked: "Can you enter the Tomb of Thousand Machines?!"

Pei Yan wondered: "Didn't you say that you don't have the key to the Thousand Machine Tomb?"

Zuiyin Jun raised his head and glanced at him: "I can take you in without the key to the Thousand Machines Tomb."

Pei Yan's eyes lit up, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "It's a deal! After we seal the Heart Demon Pond, we will do our best to find the Immortal Jianghua for you in the rest of the day!"

Jun Zuiyin held the brocade box in his arms and smiled slightly: "It's a deal."

The author has something to say: I read the comments, and it seems that no one has guessed it right, well~ After all, you are not picture-deficient and sound-crazy _(:3」∠)_

Here comes the question again, can they find Immortal Jiang Hua?

[emmm, the last sentence, I heard someone was laughing at my embarrassing words? ? ?Let me tell you, my word writing level is equal to that of Zuiyinjun (￣▽￣)]