But when Murong Feng was watching the wonderful scenery of the secluded mountains and dark forests, when he was conveying his spirit, suddenly a black crane flew high into the sky, splashing in the water, scattering its fragrance, touching the scenery and making a big fuss about it. Both of them were amazed at how wonderful it was, but only this scene passed.
It was clear that I couldn't enjoy it for a long time, so I just remembered it and left. I also used this as an excuse to drink a few glasses to warm my body and mind. The three of them enjoyed it very much, and took this opportunity to talk about the style of poetry, and the poetry style of people in ancient and modern times.
Okay, regardless of the lexicon, most of them are based on sadness and self-pity, and there is another theory: no sadness can't be written, and no pity can't be written.
When they were young, the three of them shared a meal of golden-scaled phoenix-tailed carp. It was indeed a fairy fish from the Lingchi Pond. The fragrance spread all over the place. It was slender, white and tender, and melted in your mouth. The aftertaste was endless. It was a truly delicious feast. By midnight, the core of the food was gone, the cups and plates were in a mess, and there was no trace of evil.
Everyone was already slightly drunk, so they joked and said: "It is said that when you meet a close friend, a thousand cups of wine is too little. They also say that 'no injury can be unwritten, no pity can be written'. I think we have been waiting for a long time, but we have never drank as happily as today."
?Sigh... Time is not forgiving. Seeing the bright sky, it's time to say goodbye again. I don't know how many years and months have passed before we can gather together again and regain the feelings we had today... Anyway, I will play a sad tune to avoid feeling idle.
Bar…"
Murong Feng was already sad because of Mo Lingxue's incident. During this drinking party, he wanted to drink away his sorrows, so he drank the most. Now he was hazy and drowsy. Suddenly he listened to Xie Shaoyu's music.
Then he cheered up and said, "Young Master Xie, do you want the Wanhe Pine Organ?" Young Master Xie shook his head and said, "That's not necessary. I still remember when I was young, my father taught me how to play the piano, and he and I personally built a sycamore xylophone, which remains unknown to this day.
." As he said this, he took out the red piano and saw him caressing the body of the piano. Under the cinnabar red paint, he secretly engraved the poem: When Qiong Yin is listened to alone, the rhyme of the dust is different, leaving a name: Xie Tian. After tossing and turning,
He added: "This is the only thought my father left for me. I never play with it in front of others. Today, let's play an unknown piece of music with it."
Cang Tianni just sighed secretly and did not express his position. Reflecting the clouds in the east, the sound of the piano suddenly rose, and he could only hear the emblem of the Qing Dynasty and the plain Qin. At first, the sound was quiet and cool, the strings were far-reaching, and the sound was quiet, like
The white water is full of moonlight, and the blue waves are slightly rippling. But in just a blink of an eye, it has turned into a violent and powerful one, like hearing thousands of green pines and thunder running in the sky. For a moment, the sky and the earth are vast, and the pride is wanton, as if someone is laughing drunkenly on the battlefield, riding a horse and roaring,
How happy? But in a moment, the high-pitched voice fell into the empty valley again, and everything was silent. Only a touch of clear voice curled out. The voice sank into the smoke, and penetrated into the heart like the wind shaking the green tree. It was enough to make the listener fall in love and see it.
Crying. The piano music loops back and forth several times. The ups and downs of the melody seem to tell the sadness in the evil young man's heart when he sees his father disowning him.
After a long while, Mr. Xie leaned on the song and drank: "When Qiong's voice is listened to alone, the rhyme of the dust is different. Spring clouds are on the paper, and autumn waves rise in the chest. How fortunate that the couple of pine and osmanthus see the hard work. May the yellow crane wings,
As soon as I borrowed the flying clouds..." With a loud laugh, clear and sonorous, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. At this point, in the eastern sky, the sun is rising, the sound of the sound is Yuan, and the sky and the earth are clear and deep.
When Murong Feng heard this song, he felt no sleepiness at all. He clapped his hands and praised: "It's a good song. I wonder what the name of the song is?"
Mr. Xie smiled slightly and said: "The zither has no name, the music has no name. I can play it as I please, and play it as I please. What's the use of a name?"
Cang Tian countered: "Such a melody is rare in the world. In addition to this wonderful harp, combined with the performance of a talented person like Brother Xie, it has no name or surname. It is a pity."
"Then how about asking Senior Cang Tian to give me a name?" Mr. Xie bowed his head and said.
Cangtian Nihan laughed several times and said: "Haha, I am a bad old man. I am not as knowledgeable as you rich kids. If you ask me to name this music, isn't it an insult to the treasure?"
Young Master Xie said: "Senior, there is no need to be humble. Since you can hear the beauty of this music, what's the difficulty in coming up with a name for this music? Even if your senior's knowledge is still shallow, and this music is played casually, if you deliberately use some
To decorate it with gorgeous words is counterproductive, and it is not as true as what the seniors said casually."
Cangtian smiled and said: "They say that I, an old man, are uneducated, but you guys are still tormenting me. Alas... Forget it, let me borrow a poem from Brother Xie: When Qiong's voice is listened to alone, the rhyme of the dust is different, so choose
The two words "Qiongyin" and "Chenyun" are consistent with the naming method of Guqin. How about this Qin is called: "Chenqiongyinyun"? Besides, this song is said to be composed according to one's heart, so let's talk about "Xinsuiyun". How about it?
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Mr. Xie clapped his hands and said, "Good words, good words! From now on, this piano will be called Chen Qiong Yin Yun, and this song will be called "Xin Sui Yuan"."
Murong Feng also congratulated: "Congratulations to Mr. Xie's music for getting a good name. I look at the sky and it's clear. It's time to leave." Then he said to the sky: "Senior, the two of us will return to the country later. If you don't want to come with me,
Do you two want to go back and see your homeland and your family?"
Cang Tianni smiled and said: "I have been here for a thousand years in this outer world. Where can I find any family? Even if there is one, they don't recognize me. I have already regarded this place as my home. I am old and can no longer walk. I just hope to be here
It's enough to live out the rest of your life here. But you two are young and are both capable of making a difference. With you two carrying the world, what do I need to worry about, old man?"
Young Master Xie turned around. Although tears fell from his eyes and his heart was filled with infinite sadness, he also thought that the country was in great danger. If he couldn't bear it and the country was captured, his father would stay in the thirty-three days without any worries.
, isn't it just what he wants to avoid the pain of sinking? Murong Feng sent a message and comforted him: "Young Master Xie, if you have anything else to say, please tell me quickly."
Young Master Xie said, "What does it matter whether we say it or not? Come here, I can see him once, and know that he is healthy and living a happy life, then I will be satisfied. It's getting late, let's go."
When Cang Tian saw the two of them whispering, he stepped forward and said, "Two children, I am destined to give you something as a gift!"
Murong Feng bowed his head and said: "Don't dare, don't dare. I've already been living and boarding at Senior Cangtian's place for one day. How dare I accept any more gifts?"
"Haha, it's not a courtesy when I say it. It's just that when I came back to the world, I compiled a few volumes of notes. Now they are of no use. Now that I think about it, I will give it to you two to appreciate."
Murong Feng thought to himself that since it was a note and it was sent at this moment, it must have deep meaning, so he said: "In this case, it is better to obey orders than to be respectful."
I saw the sky waved with my hand, and accompanied by the morning light, a green spiritual energy shot out ten feet away. When I was young, I saw an old parchment roll, which seemed to have penicillium attached to it. It flew from the hut and landed directly on its wrinkled old hand. The spiritual energy
With a shock, it was as new as ever, and he said: "This handbook will be opened again in the *realm." After saying this, he handed it to Murong Feng's hands.
After thanking him again, Cangtian smiled and said, "Let's go and disperse. I've eaten all the fish I caught overnight, and I'm going to be hungry today." He set up his fishing rod and concentrated on fishing, ignoring the two of them.
The two of them bowed to each other, fearing to disturb the old man's tranquility, and left along the path without saying anything. Although the evil young man felt extremely reluctant to let go, he still endured it and never looked back. He just said silently: Father, we are destined.
goodbye.
The two returned to the hut and saw that Mo Lingxue was still awake, but her meridians and atmosphere were stable. They used magic power to make elixirs collected by Young Master Xie into elixirs, fed her a few pills, and then put them in the Qiankun bag.
Murong Feng did not tell Young Master Xie about Mo Lingxue. He just wanted to wait for her to return to his hometown, so he sent her to Lingxiao Valley and never interfered with her again. Xueer's spirit could only wait for a while in the future.
When you have thoughts, make plans.
The two of them walked south all the way. Murong Feng used the Chaos Wind to fly past the clouds. They arrived at the law enforcement gate in a blink of an eye. They saw a lot of traffic at the gate and an endless stream of people coming and going. It looked like a bustling city. Just now
As he was about to enter the city, he suddenly heard a shout from behind him: "Murong Tianzun, Murong Tianzun~" Looking back, he saw the man in gorgeous clothes and radiant face, but he didn't recognize it, but he was the Lord Lucun. He hurriedly stepped forward and saw
Behind him, there are three handsome young men with fairy spirit and spirit, wearing feather fans and turbans, and they are full of energy. Especially the one in the middle is wearing a frosty white flying dust gown and a gold-rimmed jade ribbon around his waist. He has an extraordinary temperament and is unconventional.
, you will know as soon as you see him that he is an expert.
Murong Feng bowed his head and said: "Lord Lucun, I wonder who these three are?"
Divine Lord Lucun smiled happily and quickly explained: "These three saints are the saints sent by the law enforcers to assist the people. Come, let me introduce them to you. The three saints are all members of the law enforcers' Wutian realm guarding army, or Wutian
There are three young masters in the "Yun Family", this is the eldest Yun Han, this is the second eldest Yun Qing, and this is the third eldest Yun Zhongzi."
Although Murong Feng didn't know who the Yun family was, when he heard that he was from the Wutian Realm, he knew that his origin must be quite big: "Three young masters, I am Murong Feng, the Supreme Heavenly Lord of the Six Realms. I am here to greet you three."
Already."
The three people didn't seem to pay any attention to the Heavenly Lord. They just casually hummed a few times and urged the two of them to go quickly so that they could return to the mission. Murong Feng saw that the three young masters had no expression, and knew that these three Xiu
Not mentioning the high power, just saying that the young master was an aloof person, he just smiled slightly, did not say much, and just said to Lu Cun: "The three-day period is over, I will go back as soon as possible.
But I don’t know how to get there?”
Lucun replied: "If we have the arrows from the Holy One, we can go directly to the time tunnel and ask it to open the passage to the six realms. But on weekdays, the routes leading to the realm of the outer world are not open during these thirty-three days.
After all, the amount of spiritual energy required to reach the sky is not trivial. Fortunately, we have the guidance of the sages in the sky. I can ask for advice at will."
At this moment, I heard the three saints behind me, the leader, a handsome man in a snow shirt, saying: "There is no need to trouble the time tunnel. We have been ordered by Saint Guangcheng to help Tianzun eradicate the devil. Guangcheng Saint has given
The three of us have one crystal, and we can use it to travel through the universe at will, as long as someone guides us. I believe that Tianzun comes from the six realms and is familiar with the six realms, so the responsibility of guiding will be handed over to you." He said,
The white mist flew away in his hand, and he took out a round hexagonal crystal. It was small in size, but crystal clear. There were faint stars rotating in it, and in the dark, they combined into seven, seven, forty-nine, which was a great number.
When Murong Feng saw the stone, it looked ordinary at first, but when he took a closer look, he was shocked and shouted: "Godly crystal?"