Chapter 121
Chapter 121
Last year, at the Bank of the West Sea, when Xiang Wanshu first saw Zhao Layue, he saw that Zhao Layue was silent and killed with a sword.
His temperament is very gentle, even a little weak, and he never thought he could do so.
The rainbow that lights up the Yuntai is the frost sword.
Zhao Layue is the second disciple of Jingyang immortal.
Jingyang immortal is his most admired predecessor.
All kinds of emotions add up, he can't help but feel a sense of awe for Zhao Layue, and then admire him from awe.
He knew that it was impossible for him and Zhao Layue to form a couple, so he just hid his admiration in his heart.
However, the name of the sword is Firth. How can you really not want to?
In the past year, he always thought that if he could see Zhao Layue again, or he could become closer... Even if he just looked more.
Today, at the plum meeting, he finally saw Zhao Layue again. Who would have thought he saw such a picture.
"I'm fine."
His voice was full of loss.
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Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue did not know what the practitioners on the cold platform were talking about, nor how many people were lost like xiangwanshu.
Picking the plum blossom and inserting it in the temples, the seemingly tender dialogue is just a natural move for them, ordinary dialogue.
When they first met in the clouds of Jianfeng, they often stayed together. Especially in the past four years, they traveled tens of thousands of miles, got along day and night, and were already familiar with each other's existence.
In the eyes of many people, this is the love between men and women. They don't think so, or they haven't considered these things at all.
Not to deny, they really didn't think about it. Looking from the four fields to the star dome, tracing back time to eternity, there are too many things to think about, and there is too little time for each life. The world is not worth it. What is love?
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The slightly cold wind carried clouds between the cold platforms, and the voice of discussion gradually subsided.
And the Duke came to the venue and announced the official start of the plum blossom festival.
As usual, the emperor will appear in the last Taoist war, and the real big things in the monastic world will only appear at that time. All the monks who attended the plum blossom festival knew this. They should be very calm, but many young disciples and even the team leader showed disappointment on their faces.
Because people didn't show up.
It is said that the God who can break the future of life and death has come to Chaoge city and will comment on the disciples participating in the plum blossom festival. Of course, people expect to see him at the plum blossom meeting - even if they can't win at the plum blossom meeting, it's a great blessing to get the guidance of the god man.
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The plum blossom festival is one of the most important events in the spiritual world.
All the participants in the plum blossom festival are young people, not the most important figures in the spiritual world, but some of them will grow to that level. The history of the past countless years has already proved this point - except for Jingyang real person, all the big things that call the wind and rain in the mainland once showed their first edge at the plum blossom fair.
The event that attracted worldwide attention had an ordinary beginning. After the announcement of the prince, dozens of young disciples from various sects came to the cold platform in the middle, and their clothes rose with the wind.
All things can enter the Tao. The most important competition of the plum club is the final Taoist war. Today is the first - the dispute between Qin and Tao.
The monks' piano skills are naturally different from those of other musicians in the world. In addition to the moving sound, there are other evaluation criteria. Not all the contestants operate the piano. The young monks on the cold stage hold different musical instruments, including those playing Dongxiao, pipa, ancient clay pot, eggplant, and even one without musical instruments, It seems that he is preparing to sing a song.
The sound of the zither sounded like a spring. With a girl in white holding an ancient zither bravely on the stage, Mei Hui officially began, and the music never stopped.
Most of the first contestants came from unknown small sects, but they had great attainments in musical instruments. The sound of the piano was moving and the sound of the flute was far away. Maybe even the most famous musicians in the imperial court were just like this. But the top cold platform was always quiet. Neither the prince nor the eminent monks of Guocheng temple made any comments, let alone Zen himself.
The response of monks from various sects was also very flat.
Until a scholar like disciple of daze came on stage, the people came to some spirit.
The famous sect is really extraordinary. With the scholar folding the fan back to his waist, the sound of the piano flows from his fingertips, and the breath of heaven and earth is even induced. The mountain wind is still cold, but the wind stops. A layer of condensation is faintly formed on the plum blossoms around the cold platform, which glitters in the sun. It looks like crystal stone. It is very beautiful.
Daze scholar's song was just a song, and cheers and applause finally rang out on the cold stage in the four directions. Then, with the young practitioners of major sects coming on stage one after another, the visions of heaven and earth continued to appear. With the sound of the song, there was wind and rain. Xiangwanshu, on behalf of Zhongzhou sect, came on stage with a Dongxiao, blowing snow and plum trees more proud.
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