The Legend of Immortal Yun

"I see... Okay, let's start now. Let's start with the song "Bu Suanzi. The moon is missing and the trees are hanging on the trees"..."

Yan Shi flicked his sleeves and played the piano with his fingers. The sound of the piano was melodious, and a cold air seemed to instantly come to the painting boat.

Fairy Ruyan looks slightly intoxicated, her mouth is slightly open, her voice is as clear as jade, like a warbler trilling its throat, her voice is round and round...

The missing moon hangs sparse tung trees,

The leakage breaks people's initial tranquility.

Who sees lonely people walking around alone?

Misty and solitary shadow.

Startled but turned back,

If there is hatred, no one can spare it.

Picking up all the cold branches and refusing to live on them,

The lonely sandbank is cold.

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Wow!

When Wang Huaixu and Yan Shi heard this song, they felt a feeling of loneliness and coldness rushing towards them. The picture in the lyrics was extremely beautiful and extremely cold. It was like an ethereal meaning that could not be eaten by human beings. I feel as if I have become a real immortal, floating up and down in this Tianxin Lake...

Looking at the crescent moon in the sky and the parasol trees in the distance, the cold air hit them in waves. This situation was just like the scene outlined in the poem. For a moment, both of them were stunned...

"Good lyrics...good music..." Wang Huaixu's eyes were blurred and he murmured.

"Who? Who wrote it?!" Yan Shi exclaimed.

"Sir, I heard that this person's name is Li Yun. Not only is he extremely accomplished in poetry, but he also has great achievements in calligraphy..." Ruyan paused suddenly.

"Calligraphy?! How about calligraphy?" Wang Huaixu asked anxiously.

"Sir, I heard that his calligraphy is very profound..."

"Extremely deep? How deep can it be? How do I compare to adults?"

"This... little slave has never seen it before, so I think it must be inferior to adults. But..."

"But what?"

"I heard that not long ago,

Three of Li Yun's calligraphy paintings were sent to the spiritual world for auction by Chuizhuile from the lower world, and the final auction price was..."

"How much is it?" Wang Huaixu and Yan Shi asked at the same time.

"A piece of high-quality spiritual crystal!"

"Oh?! For an unknown boy from the lower realm, someone is actually willing to spend a piece of high-grade spiritual crystal to buy his calligraphy?" Wang Huaixu said in surprise.

"The news is accurate. It is said that there were not too many people present at the time, otherwise the price might be far higher. Moreover, those people saw that it was Feng Zun Ling Yunxuan of the Purple Gold Phoenix Realm who was bidding, and they did not dare to raise the price with him, so the price was It’s settled.” Fairy Ruyan said.

"Feng Zun Lingyunxuan?" Wang Huaixu was slightly startled.

"Brother Wang, did you send someone to his place to take a look?" Yan Shi said with a smile.

"Yes, that's what I meant! Let my little Numijian go get it!"

"Sir, Brother Jian sent a letter a few days ago, saying that he was going to a lower realm somewhere and has not returned yet." Fairy Ruyan said.

"Somewhere in the lower realm? Are you going to investigate this Li Yun..." Wang Huaixu's mind changed and he suddenly thought of this.

"What the Lord said is absolutely true. Xiaonu felt that Brother Jian must have gotten this information from outside, so he ran to check it out first."

"Haha, this kid reacts very quickly... he deserves to be loved by me..."

"Brother Wang, don't think about your beloved slave. There are still more than a dozen songs. In my opinion, they are all the best among the best. I can't wait to listen to Ruyan's singing!" Yan Shi shouted.

Wang Huaixu came to his senses and said quickly: "Not bad, not bad! Come sing quickly!"

Soon, the song of Fairy Ruyan echoed in Tianxin Lake again, making people mesmerized...

A figure flew from a distance and landed on the bow of the boat.

There was a person sitting cross-legged at the head of the boat, listening to Ruyan's beautiful singing, and his mood was rippling. When he saw this person coming, he said, "Brother Jian is here!"

"Brother Rong! Huh? Why are you crying?" Mi Jian said slightly surprised.

The man sitting cross-legged on the head of the boat is named Rong Liang. He is Wang Huaixu's first lifelong slave. He has an extremely respected position in Wang Daxian's world. Mi Jian respects him very much, but it seems that he has never seen him shed tears.

"Am I crying?" Rong Liang was startled.

"Brother...she is indeed in tears..." Mi Jian looked at it carefully and said with certainty.

"impossible!"

Rong Liang screamed, and with a stroke of his hand, a spiritual light flashed out and turned into a mirror. When he took a closer look, his mouth opened wide in shock and he could no longer close it!

"Haha, my eldest brother is from the Kunlei Phoenix Clan. It's rare to shed tears. This is a good thing! I wonder if it was Miss Ruyan's singing that made you cry?" Mi Jian said with a smile.

"I...I..." Rong Liang was shocked for a long time and couldn't say a word.

"Is not it?"

"Of course Miss Ruyan's singing can't make me cry! I... was infected by the meaning of the lyrics... and that's why I cried!" Rong Liang suddenly woke up and said.

"What's the meaning of the lyrics? Huh? Wasn't this lyrics written by Li Yun?!" Mi Jian listened attentively and said immediately.

He has recently been addicted to Li Yun's poetry collection and recited it every day, so he knew as soon as he heard it that what Fairy Ruyan was singing was one of Li Yun's poetry collections:

"Poppy. When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come"

When are the spring flowers and autumn moon?

How much do you know about the past?

There was an east wind in the small building last night.

The motherland cannot bear to look back at the bright moon!

The carved railings and jade masonry should still be there,

It’s just Zhu Yan’s change.

How much sorrow can you have?

Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

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As soon as a figure flashed, Wang Huaixu appeared at the head of the boat, looking down at Rong Liang with a look of surprise on his face.

"Sir!" Rong Liang and Mi Jian shouted at the same time.

"Well, is Xiao Jianjian here?"

"Sir, the slave is here!" Mi Jian quickly bowed.

"Okay! Well, I didn't expect that Li Yun's words could actually make Xiao Liangliang cry. I really feel pity for you, sir..."

Rong Liang said anxiously: "Sir, my first tears were shed because of you. Li Yun... you just made me shed one more tear."

"Haha, don't worry! I know this, sir. Li Yun can't take away my little Liangliang! However, his words can make you cry, which shows the profound meaning in them. It really surprised me! "

You must know that the Taoist meaning of poetry is more ethereal than that of calligraphy, painting, song and dance, and is not very intuitive. Readers or listeners need to carefully taste and figure out the three flavors, which can be said to vary from person to person.

Maybe to Wang Huaixu and others, the emotion wasn't too deep, but to Rong Liang, it hit his heartstrings right and made him shed tears without even realizing it!

Wang Huaixu is right. Based on this alone, we can see how profound the Taoist meaning of this word is.

Rong Liang is a Phoenix Master, with a higher level than Ling Yunxuan, but he has already followed Wang Huaixu and left the Phoenix Realm.

It can make a Phoenix Lord cry, this word is enough to shock the world!

Wang Huaixu's heart surged and he led the two of them into the cabin. At this time, the scene in the cabin changed again.

I saw a splendid palace appearing in the space. The jade seat in the palace was made of gold, and people were eating fine wine. Fairy Ruyan was still singing, and Yan Shi was playing with all his heart. Both of them had tears streaming down their faces, and they seemed unaware of how many people had entered. .

The three of them sat down at the table and continued to listen, looking more and more attentive.

Mi Jian got some new bottles from nowhere and said they were fine wine. As soon as everyone smelled the aroma of the wine, their eyes lit up and they opened it and drank. It felt so mellow and charming that they couldn't stop drinking it.

One new song after another, one bottle after another of fine wine, tonight in Tianxin Lake, everyone is drunk even if they are not drunk...

Soon, everyone was drunk, and even Fairy Ruyan fell down softly. She was completely immersed in the realm of poetry and couldn't extricate herself...

Only Mi Jian came late, but he was quite sober at this time.

"Xiao Jianjian... come, let's have a drink with you!" Wang Huaixu said drunkenly.

"It's...my lord!"

"Come on, I haven't seen you for so long, let's show you your transformation!" Wang Huaixu hugged Mi Jian and said.

"Sir...there are outsiders here!" Mi Jian said with a red face.

"Outsiders...it's okay, they won't see it..."

"real?!"

"Of course! In my painting boat, whatever I want people to see is naturally under my control."

"Hehe, sir, you should have told me earlier! This little slave misses you too!"

Mi Jian soon transformed into a stunning woman, and had sex with Wang Huaixu in a painting boat...

Seeing that Wang Huaixu was very drunk this time, Mi Jian quickly stepped forward to serve him, helping him comb his hair, wipe his body and change clothes. It took a while to make Mr. Xu Zun look radiant.

Wang Huaixu seemed to have come to his senses and said, "Xiao Jianjian, why are you back late? Are you attracted by Huang Yimiao's delicious food?"

"Sir, Xiaonu was not attracted by his delicious food this time. Instead, he discovered Li Yun's calligraphy at his birthday party and made a special trip to the lower world, so he came back late..."

"It seems that you really went to check on Li Yun. You won't make a mistake, right?"

"Sir, Xiaonu's vision is even more powerful than Feng Zun's, so he can't be wrong! Li Yun's calligraphy is really amazing..."

"Oh? To be praised so highly by you, sir, my interest has been piqued..."

"Haha, I have collected some information about him. You will know it at a glance."

Mi Jian presented a jade slip to Wang Huaixu.

Wang Huaixu took the induction and was immediately attracted. He let out a light sigh and his expression perked up.

With his powerful spiritual consciousness, he quickly finished reading them all. He closed his eyes slightly and was in a daze for a moment, then murmured: "Li Yun...Li Yun...is the Taoism in that calligraphy really better than mine?"

"Sir, I can see it very clearly. The calligraphy presented by the divine fish is full of vitality and charm. It reaches at least one hundred and ninety-nine silk lines. Compared with the one hundred and forty-nine silk lines in the painting of Sir, it is indeed It’s much higher!”

"One hundred and ninety-nine silk?!" Wang Huaixu became a little uneasy.

The calligraphy he gave Huang Yimiao was indeed a random work, but it also contained one hundred and forty-nine traces of vitality and Taoism, which was shocking to the world. I never expected that Li Yun could write calligraphy that contained one hundred and ninety-nine traces of vitality and Taoism. .

If he writes carefully, it will be no problem to reach this level.

However, writing one hundred and ninety-nine silks of vitality is his normal level of serious writing now. If he wants to write a higher level of calligraphy, such as two hundred and forty-nine silks, he must first fast for many days and go all out. It is only possible if you write on the ground, and sometimes it even depends on luck.

"Yes. The little slave saw it clearly. The calligraphy was covered with a thick layer of vitality. There were not many people who could see the handwriting. Huang Yimiao did not hesitate to give away two top-grade life-extending coins. Dan, it can be seen that he has been completely attracted by this calligraphy."

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