The Legend of Immortal Yun

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Li Yun saw that due to the sharp increase in the number of mortals who had moved in, the immortal sects on the border had launched a new round of fairy seedling selection operations. For them, under the pressure of external immortal sects, the sect had been weak for a long time. The source of fairy seedlings is almost drying up. Of course, if you have such an opportunity, you must seize it. If you can pick some good seedlings, you can bring new hope to the sect.

Opportunities are hard to come by, of course thanks to the efforts of Dazhou Shidingshan. If they had not allowed Dazhou to settle down, such a good opportunity would not have been possible.

From the huge changes that have taken place on the border, we can also see how important high-end combat power is in the world of cultivation. Only when high-end combat power can suppress it can the cultivation sects below have better development opportunities.

Dazhou borders Dayan to the east, Oceania to the south, and Korea to the north. The conditions on these three sides are now very good, but the situation on the west seems to be a little worse.

The west is bordered by Daqin, Dazhao and Daqi respectively from north to south. These three human regions are extremely powerful, especially Daqin, which is the center of the human race. Therefore, with the help of eight transformed gods such as Liang Ze, plus The strength of the fifteen powerful monsters borrowed from the army is still far from enough. Shiding Mountain can only stabilize the existing border areas and restore some vitality, but it is impossible to recover the lost land and population from them.

Since the network of spiritual consciousness has not yet completely covered the entire territory of the Great Zhou, Li Yun traveled around in a circle and brought it back, only to find that he could already see the Shiding Mountains of the Great Zhou!

"Sir, it seems that a conference is being held in the Dingmeng Hall in Shiding Mountain to bid farewell to the fifteen powerful monsters!" Xiaoxing said.

"Oh? Have you borrowed it for a year?"

"It will still take some time, but Dazhou has basically stabilized. They have put in a lot of effort and worked very hard, so Liang Ze and the others decided to let them return to their respective sea areas first."

"I see!"

Li Yun concentrated his consciousness and carefully observed the situation of Shiding Mountain. He discovered the ten giant cauldrons on the periphery, which were extraordinary in momentum, and secretly praised them in his heart!

Soon, he entered the Dingmeng Hall again and started watching.

I saw that the interior of this hall was quite high and broad. It was a huge palace built on a boundary tree. The aura in the hall was rich, like a large spirit gathering array.

At this time, Liang Ze and a few people were sitting at the top, and other gods and fifteen powerful monsters were sitting on both sides of the bottom. There was a jade platform in front of everyone, and the platform was filled with fine wine and delicacies, laughter, and fairy music. There are bursts of dancing girls, flowing clouds and flying sleeves, it is very lively...

"Eh? Yan Ruoxu?"

Li Yun saw this old friend,

At this moment, he is also sitting in the first position. It seems that his status in Dazhou is really not low.

In addition, there were several people above me, all of whom seemed to be cultivating gods. They should all be hidden powers from the Great Zhou Dynasty. In such an important conference like today, they were naturally invited by Liang Ze and others.

Li Yun knew that Yan Ruoxu was the leader of Feiyan Academy in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Judging from his status, Feiyan Academy's status was not low, and there was no problem in ranking second.

As for the first place, of course it is Piaoxue Academy, which has two avatars, Shen Youxi and Qinghong.

It seems that the banquet has been held for some time. The polite words have been finished long ago. The atmosphere in the palace has become quite leisurely and comfortable. Liang Ze raised the wine glass in his hand and said respectfully to the first avatar: "Brother Guinian, it's not easy to come here today." At this point, you should sing a song, right?"

I saw this man wearing a red fur robe, with hair like flowing silk, a face like white jade, eyebrows like clouds, a straight nose and red lips, and when he smiled, he revealed a mouth of bright and shining teeth...

This person's appearance is comparable to that of Yang Qian, or even better. Not only does Li Yun have some doubts about whether he is a man or a woman, but even in the main hall, he naturally becomes the focus of attention, and all the monsters Almost all the clan leaders cast envious glances at him from time to time.

"Guinian...should be the singer Zhou Guinian from Runyu Academy who Yan Ruoxu once told me, right?" Li Yun thought to himself.

"Sir, this person is Zhou Guinian, exactly as shown in the information!" Xiaoxing said.

Zhou Guinian smiled and said: "I came here today to say goodbye to all the powerful demon clan masters. I should sing a song for you to express my gratitude to you all for your help!"

"good!"

"I heard that Brother Guinian is a human singer, I must listen with all my ears!"

"It's rare that Brother Guinian is so affectionate and righteous!"

"One song is too few, I need to sing more!!!"

"Yes, it's best not to stop..."

These demon clan powerful men shouted excitedly, and all of them looked a little impatient.

Even the gods on Da Zhou's side were not calm. Unexpectedly, Zhou Guinian was so willing to sing this time. It seems that he really recognized Shiding Mountain's achievements this time!

The atmosphere in the hall was so warm that Zhou Guinian was a little surprised. He came back to his senses and said: "Brother Qinghong, please accompany me!"

"No problem!" Qinghong said, taking out the jade flute.

Zhou Guinian stood up, showing a tall and straight figure, with long hair hanging down from his waist, and the silk threads were fluttering...

A flash of inspiration appeared in his hand, and a music score appeared. He threw it to Qinghong and said, "Today I say goodbye to you all, let me sing the first three songs!"

Qinghong took it, felt it for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Okay!"

The jade flute is tilted horizontally, the orchid fingers are pressed slightly, and the air is blown lightly. The melodious flute sound flows out like running water, echoing inside and outside the hall...

Zhou Guinian's eyes seemed to be slightly drunk. He raised his head slightly and opened his mouth slightly. His voice seemed to come from a quiet place in the air. Along with the long flute sound, it surrounded everyone's ears and leaked out of the hall, affecting the energy here. Produces a strong resonance...

The music moves from the heart, and the voice is like silk, stimulating everyone's heartbeat. It blends with the artistic conception of the lyrics and makes people involuntarily indulge in it.

A thin coolness suddenly arises, and it is desolate, making people suddenly feel that it is autumn. The autumn mood is strong, and the autumn mood is sad, which is the sorrow of farewell...

One sound makes the dream come true!

Zhou Guinian's words were extraordinary. A few clear notes brought everyone into the atmosphere of autumn. The song sounded, but it was a poem "Rain Lin Ring. Chilling Cicada Sorrowful" sung by Li Yun:

The cicadas are chilling, it's late in the pavilion, and the showers are beginning to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Doubted see tears in their eyes, even Yuning choke. The thought goes away, thousands of miles of smoke waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.

Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have hurt parting, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival! Where did you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?

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The sound is extremely wonderful. It seems to have colors, pictures, videos, temperatures, and deep emotional stories between people who are leaving. It makes people feel like they have experienced the various emotions of the poet and his friends when they parted, flowing endlessly into their hearts. …

Wow!

Everyone here listened with rapt attention, as if they had experienced an emotional cleansing, with a touch of separation and sadness shrouding their eyes, and tears filling their eyes...

The sound of the flute changes from melodious to deep, bringing people into the late autumn time.

The singing also gradually became deeper, and the rustling autumn wind made people seem to hear the falling leaves, see the ruined vegetation, and withered flowers...

The scenery is yellow and withered, and the heart is dry and thirsty. Is there any wine? Can you relieve your worries? Can you see the person you miss from afar?

The sound is like crying, arousing melancholy, as if it is recounting the sorrow of separation in your heart, but it is another poem by Li Yun, "Su Muzhe. Nostalgia":

The sky is blue and the ground is yellow leaves. The autumn colors are rolling in waves, and the waves are green and cold.

The mountains reflect the setting sun and catch the water. The fragrant grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.

The soul of the darkened country is thinking about the journey. Unless every night, good dreams leave people to sleep.

The Mingyue Tower is high and I am leaning against it alone. The wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.

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liquor? Where is the wine?

While listening to this tear-jerking song, everyone drank one cup after another involuntarily, and tears rolled down involuntarily...

His face was soaked, his clothes were soaked, and the floor was soaked...

Those powerful gods and monsters suddenly found that listening to this song, their feelings for each other seemed to sublimate rapidly, so much so that they felt reluctant to leave in their hearts. They could not bear the torment of the sorrow of separation, and unknowingly hugged each other tightly. Together…

The sound of the flute gradually became lower and deeper, exaggerating this melancholy to the extreme, and then suddenly turned sharply, becoming somewhat peaceful and light.

Or wine, there are thousands of interpretations of the way to wine, which one should I talk about now?

There is no too enthusiastic drinking, no too lonely sorrow, only a tacit farewell to each other, one cup after another, one cup after another, don’t stop, don’t need to stop, be full, be satisfied...

You will be leaving here soon, so let’s have another drink. After you leave, you may never see a friend like me again. This is of course the highest level of farewell song that Li Yuanyuan wrote to Yan Ruoxu. The poem "Send Yan Ruoxu back to the Zhou Dynasty":

In the Qing and Yuan dynasties, the rain fell and the dust fell, and the buildings were green and the willows were new.

I advise you to have another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Xiaguan in the west.

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The singing is like the warm spring sun, warming Li Ren's heart.

The song is melodious and lingers for three days, making people unaware of the taste of meat.

Songs are like wine, which can soften the hardest heart. Even a tough man will shed passionate tears...

"drink…"

"I want to drink!"

"I want... to drink again!!!"

"I...won't leave, I want to keep drinking..."

Whether it is a powerful monster or a human god, there seems to be no good resistance in the face of such tear gas. At this time, they have rolled into a ball and cannot distinguish each other...

Qinghong's music, Zhou Guinian's song, Li Yun's lyrics, under the combined attack of the three Taoist thoughts, not many people can withstand it in this lower realm, and only a handful of people are awake in the palace.

Li Yun took a look and saw that Liang Ze and Yan Ruoxu were still awake. In addition, there were two powerful gods, one male and one female. They looked like they were a monk and a nun.

"Xiaoxing, who are those two people?"

"My lord, we haven't been able to find out yet. The underground network has not yet covered it. Moreover, outsiders like monks and nuns rarely go out and don't know many people. If it hadn't been for this opportunity, I probably wouldn't have been able to see them. arrive."

"Yes. This reminds me of Master Zhida, whom I met last time in Da'an Cultivation Zone. He seems to have come to Dazhou from the 'Nalanda Realm' of the spiritual world. Maybe we can see him again in the future. !”

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