Great Blue Night Watchman

"It's both a crisis and an opportunity!"

"It is both a crisis and an opportunity. It sounds very simple, but it must be a big article. Please tell me!"

Lin Sudao: "These five words are indeed very simple, but they are the common characteristics of all crises. There is no crisis in the world that is only crisis but no opportunity, and there is no crisis in the world that is only opportunity but no danger. Most people often see only There is danger, but a wise man should see an opportunity!" Lin Su said.

"Where is the danger? Where is the opportunity?" Feng You's passion was completely mobilized. If there is anything more attractive to her than his poetry, it is undoubtedly his wisdom.

He had made a small talk about the situation in Qifeng Mountain on the boat that day, and he had solved the huge problem of Qifeng Mountain with a casual plan. But now, the situation in the world was changing day by day. It was the time when the vision of a wise man was most needed. She was eager to hear this aspect. insights.

She, Feng You, is not the saint of Qifeng Mountain.

She is not walking the same path as her sister.

Her sister only needs to be brave enough, and she positions herself as her sister's help, so she focuses more on information collection and strategic control, and these are exactly what the person in front of her can inspire her.

"The Dao Ball appears in Yin Dao Mountain. This Dao Ball can break the shackles of the Saint, thus triggering a comprehensive reshuffle of the Saint's forces. Isn't it a coexistence of danger and opportunity? You and your sister have captured the Dao Ball, and you live in Fengshan I should have been in a favorable position for the saints to reshuffle. Isn't it an opportunity to take advantage of this opportunity to eliminate hidden dangers? Of course, I only heard such messy news in restaurants. I don't know if there is anything hidden in this news. The deeper secrets cannot be expanded further, but I think as the information is further gathered, more things may be exposed, which will also help us further analyze.”

Feng You said softly: "I seem to understand what you mean. Next, you want to be with me! Because only together can the information I collect become your information, and your analysis can enter my ears. , turn it into my gain.”

Lin Su laughed: "You must believe that this kind of companionship has nothing to do with the wind and the moon!"

Feng You also smiled softly: "It has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Is it the truth or a lie?"

"The present is true, but the future... who can really see through the future?"

Oh my gosh, the future is uncertain...

Feng You almost touched her forehead. Finally, she raised her eyes again: "Guanzhongguan today, if you take action, can my sister successfully take away the ball?"

"That obviously can't be taken away!" Lin Su said.

"So, we, Qifeng Mountain, owe you another favor after all! Is that right?"

"Ahem...it's not a favor, it's just a kindness, but I don't know if your sister has received it!"

Feng You said: "My sister doesn't even know about your existence. I guess no one in the whole country outside the customs can imagine that you dare to enter the customs again. Therefore, not only will my sister not be able to accept your favor, but the rest of Qifeng Mountain will also not be able to receive it." No one can receive it.”

"But you got it after all!"

The idea finally hit me!

Feng You looked at him, full of vigilance: "I know you have a bone in the back of your head, but don't make any decisions about me. I really don't have a bone in the back of my head, and I don't want to have one..."

Lin Su was a little aggrieved: "Why are you all like this? Although I, Lin, have a bad impression in the world, I always use words like scheming and cunning to describe me. In fact, this description is really off the mark. Ten years old, I don’t have much experience in the world, and my nature is basically... basically... well, I am still a little bit innocent. I am generally an honest person. My favorite things in life are nothing more than reciting poems, playing music, and singing to the moon. Who knows? If you have nothing to do, you will pluck out all your hair and try your best to harm others..."

Feng You's eyes suddenly lit up: "Reciting poems and music? Singing to the moon?"

Lin Su looked at her blankly: "Why are your eyes so bright?"

Feng You said: "Being outside the customs, I once heard a legend. It is said that your music is incredible. However, we are separated by a natural chasm. I have never really listened to your music. Tonight, the moonlight is like water, and the Cangjiang River is warm. Can you Do you hear the wonderful music?"

The real idea comes out.

I want to listen to music!

This is normal!

As long as you deliberately search for the name Lin Su, the information that pops up will always contain three elements. The first level is his poetry, the second level is his music, and the third level is his plan...

His poems have spread outside the country, and Feng You knows about it.

Not only did Feng You know about his plan, he also experienced it personally.

However, Feng You only knows that his music is magical, but does not know the specific melody, because this thing is different from poetry and legends. Poems can be passed down orally, and past deeds can be passed on through conversations between soldiers, but who can pass on the music? Unless the messenger himself is a talented person.

Once the threshold is high, Feng You wants to hear his music in person, which becomes an almost impossible dream.

After all, this piece of music has little to do with the border battle situation. Who would spend huge communication risks to convey music that has nothing to do with the battle situation?

This invitation to listen to music reached Lin Su's ears, and Lin Su hesitated slightly...

"What? You feel like this is not the time to play music?"

"How could it be? Under the clear breeze and bright moon, in the midst of the spring breeze, the Cangjiang River is warm, and everything is resurrected, how can it not be unbearable to play music? It can even be said that the atmosphere is a bit too good."

"Is it too good to be inconvenient?"

"No...my songs are a bit special. Most of them are about love and love. I'm worried about blaspheming the beauty."

Feng You bit her lips gently: "What if I want to?"

Are you willing to be blasphemed?

Holy shit!

Lin Su was very proud of herself and nodded gently: "Okay, order something! What kind of food do you want to hear..."

"Whatever you want!"

"Well, there is Cangjiang River under your feet, and it is spring night now. I will give you a song "Cangjiang Spring Moon Night"!"

Lin Su Xiaoyao's flute waved, and a wisp of flute sound came out softly...

It is the classic folk song "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night".

When Feng You heard the beginning of the first syllable, her eyes suddenly closed...

The river is long, the flute is playing long, and the music that is so beautiful that it is not like the human world instantly covers a ten-mile radius of Cangjiang River, and it also fills Feng You's entire mind in an instant.

How can there be such wonderful joy in this world?

How could there be such imaginative sounds in the world?

Like fine wine, more than fine wine and very lingering.

It's like the first division of heaven and earth, and it has seven points more charm than heaven and earth.

It's not that she hasn't thought about his music, but her imagination is limited to the most high-end music performances in the clan.

Tonight, this music really played from her ears. All her past speculations were shattered. This music subverted all her past imaginations. It completely jumped out of the artistic conception of wonderful music in the clan and stepped into a world that she could not even imagine. The wonder of...

At some point, Feng You's face turned red.

At some point, the music quietly ended.

Feng You slowly opened her eyes: "Is this just one of your past songs?"

"No! This one does not exist among the past songs. This one is specially given to you by me! To commemorate our encounter in Cangjiang this time."

Feng You suddenly felt that the notes swirling in her heart had all turned into the strongest wine at this moment. Her eyelashes trembled slightly: "This... really has nothing to do with the wind and the moon?"

"It's not about the wind and the moon. It's just the original intention. However, I really don't know whether it is about it now. I still can't control the future."

future!

Feng You seemed to be quietly awakened from her intoxicated state...

She cast her gaze towards the distant horizon: "Are the stars tonight familiar?"

"It's familiar. That day you and I paddled down to Juedao Mountain. During the five-day trip, the starry sky that accompanied us the most was probably the starry sky..." Lin Su also raised his head.

"The same galaxy has different emotions in the eyes of different people. My mother has been looking at the stars in this world for three thousand years, but the homeland in her memory does not empathize with this galaxy; you After watching it for five days and five nights, the hometown in your memory is no longer the same." Feng You's voice came slowly: "On that day, I was still thinking that with a pot of hometown Galaxy wine, let us remember this common galaxy. ...Isn’t it stupid?”

"This is not called stupidity, this is probably called the charm of encounters in the world."

"How charming is the encounter in the world?"

"The charm of encounters in the world is that you never know who you will meet the next time you turn around, and what you will inject into your life..."

The river wind blows, and a wave of sorrow and joy comes...

Above the sky, the galaxy seems to have changed color, from white moon and clear wind to red rain falling...

"Another saint has fallen! The ninth one!" Feng You said: "How will this storm evolve into?"

"Go back!" Lin Su said.

"Go back? Are you going back or should I go back?" Feng You didn't understand.

"Why isn't there a third option? Shall we go back?"

"We...go...back to where?" Feng You seemed to have difficulty connecting the words "we" and "back" together for a moment, just because she could go back and so could he, but they couldn't. The fate of wind, horse and cow is irrelevant.

"Your home is Qifeng Mountain!"

"Qifengshan can be called Hui to me, are you sure you are also called 'Hui'?" Feng You glanced at him.

Lin Su smiled softly: "A guest house is also a home, and returning to the guest room is also a home!"

Feng You said: "Do you really want to go to Qifeng Mountain as a guest?"

"yes!"

"Why?"

Lin Sudao: "There is a reason. I don't know if it is strong enough..."

"Tell me……"

"There are hundreds of millions of miles away from the pass, and there are three thousand sects. Only Qifeng Mountain is probably the only one who won't twist my head when we meet. I don't want to go to Qifeng Mountain as a guest. Where should I go?"

Feng You stared at him blankly for a long time: "The reason is definitely strong enough! But this is just a reason why you want to be a guest. You also have to give me a reason to welcome you as a guest..."

Lin Sudao: "I can play all the songs I composed for you on the way to Qifeng Mountain!"

Feng You's heart was greatly moved...

Lin Su added: "I can also give you Qifeng Mountain to find the best response strategy in the chaos!"

Feng You's eyes lit up and her mouth was half-open...

"Is it enough? If not, I can also pay for accommodation and use the wine, perfume, and mirror I invented to illuminate the starry sky that you natives have never seen before!"

"Aboriginal? What do you mean?" Feng You bit her lip.

"The so-called indigenous is a standard literary term, and it means literally. It refers to a famous local family. Aren't your Zhenhuang clan the most famous family in the local area?" Lin Su explained.

Feng You glared at him fiercely: "Grandmaster Lin, please don't insult my IQ, okay? Don't think that you are the only one with literary skills. I, the Zhenhuang clan, are also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. What do you think? Do I know the contemptuous meaning of the word 'indigenous'?"

"Does the native have a connotation of contempt? That seems to be a cultural gap... I don't have one there, really!" Lin Su blinked innocently.

Feng You said: "Bring me the wine, perfume, and mirror that you are so confident about showing off your superiority. I must let you understand what it means not to come to the door and despise others..."

Her voice suddenly stopped, because an unheard mirror appeared in front of her.

In the mirror, her eyes widened because she saw a row of small porcelain bottles that she had never seen before, and smelled a strange fragrance that she had never smelled before.

Also, a silver delicate wine bottle appeared under the tip of her nose. After a sniff, the aroma of the wine was so unique.

Feng You was dumbfounded. Is this wine? Is this a perfume? Is this a mirror? Why is it different from everything I know? Why do I suddenly feel that I have really become an ignorant native?

…

Qifeng Mountain, under the starry sky!

The clan leader stood quietly on the top of the mountain, facing the sky to the west.

Above the sky, the flowing clouds seemed to suddenly come to life, turning into a fairyland. In the fairyland, an old man with fairy-like demeanor strolled out, crossing thousands of miles of sky with one step, and crossing thousands of mountains at his feet with the second step. Shui, on the third step, stood in front of Feng Sheng.

"Juesheng just returned from the Wuji Sea and came to Qifeng Mountain. He really didn't stop!" Feng Sheng said lightly.

"Three thousand years of worry and injustice in my heart, so returning to my heart is like an arrow!" Sanjue Sage smiled faintly.

"Returning to the Heart Like an Arrow can only be applied to the homeland, but it cannot be applied to other people's territory. There seems to be a big fallacy in Jue Sheng's words!" Feng Sheng said.

"Qifeng Mountain belonged to this sage three thousand years ago. With Guixin like an arrow, this sage thinks it is just right!" Sanjue Sage said.

Feng Sheng sighed softly: "The True Phoenix clan has always treated guests with courtesy, but they never tolerate unkind guests and see them off!"

She waved her hand lightly!

It's like there are thousands of waves rolling up in the sky!

Every wave is like a phoenix spreading its wings...

In the first wave, the smile on Sanjue Saint's face was stiff.

In the second wave, the hair of the Sanjue Saint is flying.

On the third wave, the Three Ultimate Saints rise from the peak.

In the fourth wave, he was already far away in the horizon, and there seemed to be a Milky Way between him and Feng Sheng. In the Milky Way, there were endless divine opportunities, and where the waves were turbulent, the frenzy was earth-shattering...

The expression of the Sanjue Saint suddenly changed: "You also merge with the way of heaven?!"

Feng Sheng sighed: "Three thousand years in this domain, my heart has never been moved. The current situation is like sweeping, it is difficult to be a lone traveler!"

Sighing still echoed in the air, she had already returned to Feng Pavilion.

The Three Ultimate Saints in the sky stared at this pavilion for a long time, their expressions still not completely calm...

Feng Sheng, this is the person who has the strongest desire for homeland. She has also merged with the way of heaven here? She gave up the idea of ​​returning to the fairyland. This... this was something he really didn't expect.

Now that Feng Sheng has taken this step, the idea of ​​seeking residence in Fengshan can only be given up.

So, who should we target next?

Time passes day by day...

The waves caused by the Tao ball in the sanctuary are wave after wave...

During the seven-day trip that Lin Su Qingzhou carried Feng You to Qifeng Mountain, Tian Qi listened to it thirteen times!

Thirteen times the sky wept, and every time a saint died!

In other words, an average of two saints die every day!

Including the initial stage of the Tao Ball incident, a total of twenty-two saints have died due to Tao Balls so far!

One-third of the sixty-nine saints from the foreign land have gone!

Everyone in the foreign land is numb...

The saints are all crazy...

As for Feng You, at these times, she was wearing Lin's perfume, looking at the Lin's mirror, drinking by the white clouds of the Lin's, and listening to Lin Su's wonderful music from all over the world. She should have been completely unaware of her way back, but the rain of blood that was always being shed, It still made her turn pale again and again.

When the wind rises, it will blow off the dead leaves of a tree. When the wind rises, it will also ruffle a pool of spring water. This wind still exceeded her expectations.

Especially after she contacted her sister once, she was completely out of sorts, muttering to herself: Heavenly trap! Heavenly trap! Fortunately, this Heavenly Dao is not a human being. If he were a human being, he would definitely have a son without farts. He is so poisonous and truly insidious!

Lin Su was there, feeling her anus tightening...

She definitely wasn't scolding him.

She was scolding God.

Practitioners dare not criticize the way of heaven. They always have some respect for the way of heaven.

Only someone like Feng You would scold him, because she was too deeply influenced by her mother and never particularly agreed with Fang Tiandao.

I don’t know if Tiandao is being scolded by others, or if Tiandao itself is illusory, or if Tiandao knows that these people are scolding the people who set up the game, and Tiandao is not the person who set up the game at all, so Feng You scolded Tiandao for giving birth to a son. In essence, She was scolding Lin Su, but Tiandao was too lazy to pay attention to her...

Feng You sighed with emotion and turned to Lin Su: "You once said that there might be a hidden secret here, but now the hidden secret has come out. This Dao ball is a trap of heaven..."

Lin Su's eyes widened a little: "Has your mother jumped into this trap?"

Feng You sighed three times: "It jumped!"

Lin Su smiled...

"You're still laughing! I guess my mother is crying now! After three thousand years of perseverance... On the eve of the Wuxin catastrophe, we actually lost it! This is called being unprotected in the late festival... It's all that bullshit Sanjue Saint. If it weren't for him, My mother would never..."

"With or without him, your mother wouldn't be able to keep this evening!" Lin Su said: "Let's go, now is the time to see your mother!"

"You go directly to see my mother?"

"yes!"

"do what?"

Lin Su slowly raised her head: "Didn't you say that she is crying if she is not guaranteed to die in the evening? As long as I meet her, I guarantee that she..."

Feng You's eyes flickered slightly: "What do you promise her? Will she laugh?"

"It's possible that you'll laugh, but the greater possibility is that... you won't know whether to laugh or cry!"

Qifeng Mountain, Feng Pavilion.

Phoenix Saint looked at the stars in the distance, with no sadness or joy on his face.

No one knew that the waves in her heart had never stopped in the past few days.

When the ball appeared, the big wave had already risen. As the overlord of a foreign land, she was sensitively aware that the sky in this world was about to change.

She guessed the beginning and the middle, but not the end.

At first, she thought this was just a huge opportunity to face the saint.

But when she got this opportunity with her own hands, she realized that it was a trap from heaven.

As a member of the True Phoenix clan, she has her own character. She is not willing to be anyone's slave, even if it is the Heavenly Dao. She would rather ruin this opportunity to improve her cultivation than be branded by the Heavenly Dao, thus ruining her three thousand years. of persistence.

However, the situation is bound by the times and the situation is like a rope. She must accept this contract.

She must take over this cause and effect.

Because she is not alone!

Behind her is a huge ethnic group that has been reproduced for three thousand years!

She must make a choice between her persistence and the fate of her people!

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn’t stop!

The waves are about to subside but the rocks never stop!

She finally accepted this cause and effect, and her spiritual path became a path of no return.

Yes, this "no return" means literally...

After taking over the cause and effect, she had great regrets, but the sudden arrival of the Three Ultimate Saints made her extremely happy.

If this cause and effect had not been taken over, Qifeng Mountain would probably be in ruins at this very moment.

The times are so pressing that they are like this...

Starry sky, who can tell me why this is happening?

This is the confusion that Feng Sheng feels when he looks up at the stars...

Suddenly, a voice came from below: "Mom!"

Feng Sheng slowly turned around and looked at Feng You who was walking up the steps below.

"Mom, there is someone who wants to see you!"

"who?"

"My daughter's travel companion that day!"

Feng Sheng was slightly shocked, and her eyes suddenly opened. The entire Feng Pavilion seemed to be a speck of dust under her eyes. Beside this speck of dust, by the Phoenix Lake, under an old willow tree, there was a young man. Slowly looking back, his gaze met her eyes through a hundred miles of space.

"He... actually left the pass again!" Feng Sheng exhaled softly: "Why are you here?"

"As soon as my mother met him, she knew she was different."

Feng Sheng's eyes dropped: "Please!"

One word traveled through hundreds of miles of space and accurately reached Lin Su's ears.

Lin Su strolled up to Feng Pavilion.

Qifeng Mountain can also be seen at a glance.

Qifeng Mountain felt somewhat familiar to him.

Why?

Because Qifeng Mountain is different from other sects in this world, it does not have the majestic appearance of Haotian Sect back then, but instead has a literary and Taoist style that permeates the mountains and rivers.

People say that the Zhenhuang clan advocates music, chess, calligraphy and painting, which is similar to literature and art, and this is true.

The lake in front is called Feng Lake. The lakeside is dotted with red pavilions. Boats are crossing the lake quietly, and there is the faint sound of silk and bamboo, which is gentle and gentle.

Occasionally, a disciple crosses the lake, just like a phoenix coming from the east. He really integrates literature, Taoism and spiritual practice, and combines strength and elegance...

Feng You was waiting for him at the door of Feng Pavilion in front. When she saw him, her face blushed slightly: "My mother is waiting for you inside!"

Lin Su nodded.

Feng You's voice quietly penetrated into his ears: "Don't speak openly in front of my mother. My mother doesn't like frivolity and debauchery."

Lin Su's voice penetrated into her ears: "What about you? Do you like frivolity and debauchery?"

Feng You lifted her foot, as if she wanted to step on his foot, but in the end, she gently and quietly dropped it...

Lin Su passed by and entered Feng Pavilion.

Feng You did not follow, but stood outside the pavilion. Suddenly, a figure appeared next to her. It was her sister, the saint Feng Yunfei.

Feng Yunfei stared at the recently closed pavilion door with disbelief on his face: "It's him!"