Chapter 236 The first Internet celebrity in the world of immortality
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Slowly walked into the purdah, which was an antique piano room.
The surrounding furnishings are all elegant things, including Yan Zhihuan's calligraphy, Dong Changling's poems, the blue and white porcelain bottles, and the Manzhu Shahua from Tianluo.
Sitting upright is a beauty covered with gauze, her face is covered but her eyebrows cannot be covered. There is a little sadness in her eyes, and her brows are slightly wrinkled, which makes people feel distressed. What is going on? This episode of melancholy elicited a frown on his face.
Looking down, his hands were slender yet round, stroking the piano.
The qin is a guqin, and its name is Jiuxiao Huanpei. This qin is taken from the heart of a thousand-year-old sycamore tree. The refining process is complicated and can be called a craftsman's nightmare. The sound is warm, loose, pure and perfect, which is rare. piano.
After the field of view zoomed in on the piano body, and then slowly zoomed out, at this time, the masked girl in the field of view began to move.
Fingertips flicked it, and three or two sounds came out. It didn't form a tune, but the faint melancholy seemed to transcend the sound of the piano and penetrate into people's hearts.
Then the curtain opened, and the scene turned to a stage, with constant music and a person dancing on the stage, and that dance slowly revealed a story.
Somewhere in a certain year and month, there was a girl playing wantonly. The joyful music and lively dance steps all interpreted the girl's happiness, liveliness and wantonness. She was like an elf in the world, tirelessly enjoying happiness.
Unfortunately, good times do not last long, and the elves will grow up and experience all kinds of sufferings in the world. The sad performance should be regarded as the death of a loved one, and the noisy atmosphere should be grand.
The pain performed by the dance, the sorrow and noise in the music of the piano, are intertwined at this moment, one person dancing alone, making people feel like they are watching a funeral scene of a wealthy family.
After that, everything returns to dust, dust returns to earth. The dancer's movements become desolate after the great change, and the music of the piano becomes sob-like. It must be a story of heartbreak. The changes in the music indicate the changes of time. I don't know how many springs and autumns have passed. , the sadder it is, the lighter it is, and the stronger it is.
Whatever does not kill you will make you strong.
At this time, someone broke in. It was the afternoon when I stopped playing on the swing and got up to rest my hands.
It is a beloved person, it is the beauty of the first love, it is youthful restlessness and curiosity about the opposite sex.
The sound of the piano at that moment was mostly childish, always reminding people of that afternoon, the clumsy self, the calm breeze, and the girl in the dream.
The dance at that moment was mostly timid, always reminding people of that afternoon, that worry about gains and losses, that accelerated beating heart and hesitant hands.
As soon as the sound of the piano turns, it is passionate love.
Shangxie, I want to know you. My longevity is endless, mountains have no edges, rivers are exhausted, there are thunders in winter, rain and snow in summer, heaven and earth are harmonious, so I dare to be with you.
It's the moonlight on the willow branches, the anticipation after the dusk when people meet, it's the affectionate expression of missing each other every time we meet, it's the most beautiful thing in the world, it's a sweet time that makes people unable to help themselves, and it's a sweet time that comes from the bottom of their hearts.
Just hearing the sound of the piano and seeing the dance makes people smile uncontrollably and raise the corners of their mouths slightly, making them unable to suppress it even if they want to.
This section is the longest section of the whole song, but each section is short and urgent. Each section is a scene, a scene is a dance, and a dance is a feeling. All the beauty of love is in the music and the dance. , in the corners of the mouths of those who are watching, and in the hearts of everyone.
During this section, Yi Jue also thought of Nangong Wan, all the beauty of being together, the flowers in front of the moon and the moon, the couple drinking and singing, the flowers playing, holding hands, and talking to each other.
The corners of Yi Jue's mouth also showed a smile involuntarily, while Shi Shi and others who were always watching Yi Jue had an unexplainable smile on their lips.
I don't know if it's a little more bitter, or a little more envious, or even sarcastic, or mocking.
Next, comes the climax.
Daughter's love, endless love for a daughter.
Why are children always let down, and why are daughters always so empty of joy?
This piece is a sad ending, endless desolation and pathos, endless words that can’t be finished, tears of separation, and a waning moon in the window that can be enjoyed by one person alone.
Many people are sad to say goodbye in ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to leave the Qingqiu Festival in the the last trill fell, until the dancer fell to the ground while spinning and drinking wine, we still didn't know what happened in the end that led to the tragic death of this love.
However, Yi Jue looked at this ending and remained silent for a long time.
Nangong Wan, Nangong Wan.
Bai Yueguang in his heart didn't know what was happening now.
Will she meet Nishang?Do you know that he is working hard for the future now? After sorting out his emotions, he reviewed this article, his first audio-visual feast.
The world of cultivating immortals advocates ascetic cultivation, because it is too difficult to cultivate immortals. You have to spend your whole life running around and barely build the foundation before longevity. If you live for hundreds of years, you will have to wait for the pill formation mark!
Even after forming the elixir, it takes hundreds of years to enter each level of mana. In the blink of an eye, 500 years, the inner demons of the child have stumped people one after another.
Not daring to slack off at all, I have finally achieved Nascent Soul, and the breakthrough of each level has become a natural chasm. The road to becoming a god is endless, and I will spend my whole life pursuing that little bit of hope.
This transformation into a spirit is a rare act in the human world. If you want to improve, you can only seek to ascend.
This vast world of cultivating immortals is really wonderful, but I don’t know how many people are happy and how many people are fulfilling their wishes.
How much?
a lot of.
People, for the most part, won’t embarrass themselves.
Even if you can't become a Nascent Soul, you can become rich by forming elixirs, or you can lie down and watch the human world for 500 years.
If you can't form the elixir, you can still live for two hundred years by building the foundation, but it depends on the ups and downs of the human dynasty.
Even if you practice Qi, you can see the stunning mountains and rivers in the world, and see the prosperous and charming world.
The world of immortality has never been the world of one person. It is a magnificent world of immortality formed by everyone together.
And there are too many little people here. They are the truly largest group in the world of immortality.
Their joys, sorrows and joys, their emotional value, few people pay attention to, but for Yi Jue, this is a blue ocean.
It's also a poison.
Yi Jue just wanted to use the prosperity in front of him to force himself to have an extra ally, and to force Jin Qiuyuan into chaos first.
In this major change that has occurred once in 500 years, all parties are being cautious. The whole situation is like a tight string. Yi Jue doesn't know where the string is the tightest, but he can make it tighter. .
Let there be chaos here.
Seeing this perfect effect, Yi Jue laughed.
Seeing Yi Jue laughing after thinking deeply, the saints and the other saints also laughed. Everyone laughed heartily, but the meaning of their laughter was hard to understand.
This time, it is a victory for everyone present. Who loses?
Who knows!
After discussion, several people trimmed the piece to make the rhythm more consistent, and then the image stone was encrypted using a secret method.
(End of this chapter)