Great Blue Night Watchman

The beautiful lady in white looked at His Highness with admiration in her eyes.

Everyone said that the Prince of Nanjiang was infatuated with mountains and rivers, and was ignorant and unskillful, which was unworthy of a prince.

Only she knew how wise this prince was.

His debauchery was pretended.

His cynicism was pretended.

His name was Cha, and he really was Cha.

Even the innocent and naive princess, the Eighth Princess, who really didn't know what the world was like, was a chess piece in his hand. He took the princess to travel around the mountains and rivers, and he had already obtained the information he wanted through this "invisibility".

She also felt deeply that such a wise man should not stand out in the battle for power and succession where there was no smoke of war? Why did he end up in such a situation?

What went wrong?

Suddenly, a flute sounded...

The sound of the flute sounded like the bright moon in the sky and the gurgling of the river. Just one sound was full of endless beauty.

The beautiful lady in white jumped in her heart and stepped to the window.

Staring at the bamboo garden in the night in surprise, her mouth half opened silently.

The confusion in Prince Nanjiang's eyes disappeared instantly, and he also stared out the window in surprise. Three miles outside the window, in the bamboo garden, music suddenly came at midnight.

The music sounded, a melody he had never heard before.

The music changed, even he, who was known as the most charming prince, had never heard it before.

It was so incredible and so touching.

What made him even more unimaginable was that there was suddenly a bright moon above the bamboo forest, and in the bright moon, there were colorful clouds.

"Your Highness! The Seven-Colored Waves of Heavenly Dao!" The beautiful woman in white gently uttered eight words, completely unbelievable.

With a whoosh, the sound of the window being opened next door.

The Eighth Princess, who was already in a half-awake state, was tired from playing during the day and was about to rest. Suddenly, she heard this piece of music and suddenly jumped up. As soon as she opened the window, she welcomed the first wave of the music. This exquisite and incomparable turn seemed to instantly pour into her heart like a pot of strong liquor.

The Eighth Princess stared at the small bamboo forest below in a daze. Her eyes slowly closed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her breathing stopped completely.

The two maids serving her were also all trapped...

The wooden house on the halfway point of Luotian Sect.

A midnight feast had just begun. The pig girl brought a large piece of golden roasted rabbit meat to her mouth, and was about to satisfy her eager stomach, but suddenly stopped.

The jade beauty next to her, with chopsticks picking up a piece of roasted skin as big as a fingernail, also stopped.

There were also drinkers in Xishanju.

But compared with last night, there were more than 90% fewer.

Last night was the September 19th day of the Heavenly Dao handover. Countless people came for Tianyin Liying. Tonight is not September 19th, so there are not so many people, but there are still a dozen people.

The wine is in full swing, and the dishes are already finished.

Suddenly, beautiful music came, and everyone in the restaurant was stunned.

"Oh my God, the old place of Tianyin Liying!"

"Such a wonderful music is definitely Tianyin!"

"Has the Liangshan Tiannu returned?"

"I came here specifically for Tianyin last night, but she never showed up. Today, she actually..."

"Don't make a sound." Someone shouted softly: "Concentrate on enjoying the music!"

The sound in the restaurant was completely silent.

The music was like water, starting from the bamboo garden, flowing through Tianluo Sect, flowing through Guiyuan Temple, and flowing through Xishanju at the foot of the mountain. Wherever it went, the night flowed with wine, the mountain flowed with fragrance, and everyone was drunk.

This song is gentle and quiet.

In this song, every turn hits the most itchy place in everyone's heart.

This song has an unprecedented melody.

This song created a new legend on the West Mountain.

Not to mention that everyone was drunk, even the Heavenly Dao seemed to be drunk, because the picture played by the colorful Heavenly Dao Wenbo in the sky was full of intoxicating energy.

The player was of course Lin Su.

If everyone was drunk, Lin Su was of course the only one who was awake.

He had two feelings.

First, the world of Wendao was really good. If it was in the original world, someone would get up in the middle of the night to play a song, and it was estimated that his ancestors would be scolded, and even the neighbors would call to complain that he was disturbing the people. But it would not be like this here. As long as your song is novel and beautiful, no one will be annoyed! Even the Heavenly Dao is not annoyed!

Second, there really is a Heavenly Dao Wenbo. And compared with the Great Cang Realm, it is more direct.

In the Great Cang Realm, if the Wendao achievements want to obtain the Wendao Holy Light, they need to write the Wendao achievements on gold paper with a treasure pen, but here, it is not necessary! As long as you play the song, the Wendao Holy Light will appear!

Why?

Because there is a temple in the Great Cang Realm as a transit station for the Heavenly Dao.

The precious pen and golden paper are the tokens that connect the secular world to the temple.

This thing must be there for the Temple's Reading Palace to receive it.

And here, there is no temple, and it is directly connected to the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao is everywhere, day and night. If you recite a complete poem casually, there will be a corresponding Heavenly Dao Wenbo. If you play a song at any time, there will still be Heavenly Dao Wenbo.

In the Heavenly Dao Wenbo, he can feel the rich power of heaven and earth.

This heaven and earth Yuanli enveloped the bamboo forest. In the bamboo forest, the flowers out of season bloomed inexplicably, and several dead bamboos became green inexplicably. Lin Su was pleasantly surprised to feel that the Yuanli in his body and the Yuanqi of this world began to blend in a real sense.

His cultivation and his Wendao were obtained in another world. Although he had been mediated in the Heartless Sea and could basically be applied in this world, there was always a more or less barrier.

But now, this barrier is quickly being eliminated.

It seemed that this song communicated with Tiandao, and Tiandao truly recognized him as an outsider.

When the song ended, the heavenly waves in the sky suddenly stopped and turned into a ray of light that shot into Lin Su's eyebrows.

There is a colorful rainbow in Lin Su’s quasi-sage realm.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Sun Zhen.

Sun Zhen let go of a green bamboo tree in front of him, with a smile in his eyes.

That's enough.

She has completed the first small goal of the "Stealing the Sky" operation.

"What's the name of this song?" Sun Zhen was still a little confused in his eyes.

This intoxication made her even more charming under the blurred starlight. Lin Su stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms: ""The River Flows"!"

""The River is Flowing"?" Sun Zhen's face suddenly turned red: "This flowing water...is it serious?"

Lin Su laughed: "Originally, I was serious, but when you asked me with such a blushing face, it seemed quite unserious."

"I caught the look in your eyes, I completely understand!" Sun Zhen began to undress...

The small river in the bamboo forest flows irregularly...

Halfway up the west peak, in the wooden house, the rabbit meat in the pig girl's hand moved and slowly moved away: "Miss, it's him!"

"Yes, during the day, there are little clues about Taoism, and his skills have already astonished everyone. Who would have thought that at midnight, he would sing a wonderful song, just like the sound of heaven. What kind of person is he?" The voice of the beautiful lady floated gently, bringing with it A little confused, with a little indescribable excitement.

The pig girl also had confusion in her eyes: "Miss, I have a deep question, really!"

The jade beauty was slightly startled: "What questions? Tell me!"

Zhu Yatou said: "My question is...he can obviously rely on his reputation to make a living, why is he still so talented?"

The jade beauty looked at her blankly, then finally raised her hand and said word by word: "Go and eat your rabbit!"

In the Zen room of Guiyuan Temple, the eighth princess lost sleep.

I tossed and turned all night, occasionally running to the window to take a look at the bamboo forest, and occasionally opening the door, as if I wanted to go for a walk in the bamboo forest, but I stopped after the maid reminded me.

This reminder was somewhat explicit. What the maid told her was that this Mr. Zhulin was with a woman. When they entered the room at the end of the song, the woman's clothes had already been half untied.

The meaning does not need to be too straightforward, just understand it.

In this case, is it appropriate for you, a princess from the Immortal Dynasty, to enter someone else's bamboo forest?

So, the next day, she got up early and went to her brother's room.

"Brother Huang...how do you feel about the song last night?"

Nanjiang Wang Jicha sighed softly: "This song should only be heard in heaven, how many times can it be heard in the world?"

The princess said: "I know that the emperor's brother, Prince Fengyue, can understand the beauty of this song. How about you and I taking a tour in the bamboo forest today?"

Ji Cha smiled slightly: "How can I, my brother, not know what my eighth sister means? However, the time has not come yet, so I force myself to do something bad."

"What do you mean it's not the right time? We are going on an autumn trip. We go out for the autumn trip. We can enjoy the mountains and rivers, but why can't we go to the bamboo forest?"

"It's not that you can't swim in the bamboo forest, but meeting guests is like the spring tea season. It's fragrant only when picked at the right time!" King Nanjiang said: "Why don't you wait for a few days, Eight Sisters? Let's see what kind of wonderful happiness we will have tonight."

The eighth princess's eyes were filled with light: "Brother, do you think there will be new wonderful music at midnight tonight?"

King Nanjiang smiled slightly: "As I expected, if nothing happens, there will be a new wonderful song at midnight tonight, but if you disturb him, this heavy prediction may change the route."

The eighth princess's face was full of confusion.

She had never heard such a wonderful song. If she didn't see this wonderful musician with her own eyes, she couldn't help it. But the emperor gave him a warning. If he was disturbed at this time, maybe tonight There are no new great songs.

New wonderful song...

Compared to her entanglement.

There is no tangle at all in Banshanju.

Jade Beauty categorically rejected Zhu Yatou's proposal.

Zhu Yatou and the Eighth Princess had the same idea, they wanted to go to the bamboo forest to meet that person.

Her method was unique. She caught a sect spirit rabbit early in the morning and roasted it deliciously. She planned to carry this roasted rabbit and use this wonderful fragrance to attract the big brother out of the bamboo forest and create a scene. Encounter.

The jade beauty refused, and her refusal only included one sentence: "If you dare to be a nymphomaniac at this point, I will use my clever tricks to shrink the two big balls on your upper body by five inches!"

The pig girl hugged the two big ostentatious balls tightly, her face turned pale: "My two balls are only four and a half inches in total. Miss, if you shrink by five inches, they are really gone."

"Isn't it good that it's gone?" The jade beauty's wonderful eyes flowed across her two balls: "Save you for always saying that you can't see your toes when you lower your head. If it's gone, you can see your toes and you can really see them." That bottomless road in Qingzhu Forest!”

The last sentence has endless meaning.

It is true that the pig girl is delicious and lustful, but she is really not stupid, she still understands that the bamboo forest is not to be entered lightly, and the road leading to the bamboo forest is bottomless...

There are countless female disciples of Luo Tianzong. Last night they heard the sound of "Little River Flowing Water" that sounded like the sound of heaven. They were disturbed by the sound of flowing water all night long and made their hearts irritable.

However, they had a tacit agreement to remain silent this morning.

Why?

Because the disciples of Luo Tianzong are all wise.

People with big breasts and no brains will not be able to enter the Luo Tian Sect.

They knew deeply what the man in the bamboo forest represented.

It represents the great split at the top of the Luotian Sect three thousand years ago, and it also means that there can be no peace if he enters the Luotian Sect. Few of the followers of Venerable Luotian three thousand years ago have died during these three thousand years. Now, this On the first day when a direct disciple entered Luotian Sect, he acted like Ding Ziyi.

If someone gets close to him, if he thinks about it with his toes, he will know what the outcome will be.

Beautiful music and profound Tao are enough to arouse the interest of disciples under any circumstances, but it must be said that no matter how profound the Tao or how wonderful music is, its weight is still slightly inferior compared to life.

In this way, Lin Su and Sun Zhen walked through the day without any wind or waves, without friends or disturbance, and entered another night.

Midnight arrives.

A flute sounded...

This song is different from the one last night...

This song is extremely touching...

The eighth princess sat on the bed, hugging the pillow, her face flushed.

The jade beauty's face was as transparent as jade, and there was a hint of red glow in it.

In the practice room, Duan Wuque rarely lay down and looked at the literary waves in the sky quietly. At this moment, he seemed to recall his long life. People said that he, Duan Wuque, was a perfect person, but, really Is it perfect? Every woman beside him, their beauties and lives disappeared, but he never had any nostalgia for them. He never truly experienced the "feelings of life and death" mentioned in the poem. Isn't this a kind of shortcoming?

In Xishan Residence, several literati suddenly found out why the maid was so beautiful in the midst of the Tiandao Wenbo.

The music ended, and humming and chirping came from several rooms in Xishan Residence...

Of course, the one who felt the deepest impression had to be Sun Zhen.

Her humming is particularly touching...

The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day, the sixth day...

Distant Liangshan.

A secret place.

A woman sat under a tree, her fingertips gently touching the strings of the piano in front of her. A stream of light performed a picture of a spring moonlit night. The spring river flowed eastward like a tide, and a bright moon descended from the west tower.

Suddenly, like a stone dropped into a long river, it caused countless ripples.

The woman slowly raised her head, and the long river in front of her suddenly turned into the scenery behind her, and she became the only scenery under the moonlight.

Her face is as delicate as that of a fairy in the moon, and her body is as graceful as a tender willow tree.

This image is probably the most beautiful thing in the world painted by Qiushui Painting Screen.

However, her eyes were extremely indifferent.

In just one moment, her body underwent three transformations.

At the beginning, she used the piano to build a spring river of thousands of miles.

As soon as she raises her head, everyone will ignore the thousands of miles of spring river, and will only remember her touch of spring. When her eyes light up, like ripples of autumn water, everyone will unconsciously ignore her own stunning beauty in the world, and will only pay attention to her. to these eyes.

As long as you see these eyes, everything in the world seems to be quiet.

Because these are the eyes of the saint of happiness.

Maybe it's called: Eyes of the Goddess.

Yes, she is Su Yuexin, the goddess of Liangshan.

Su Yuexin raised her hand gently, and the strings of the piano dinged...

The outer sky is like a curtain, slowly parting.

A canary spread its wings and landed in front of her, turning into a maid in green clothes: "Miss, on the west mountain of the capital of the Immortal Capital of the Eastern Region, someone appeared where Miss once danced with the Jinghong Heavenly Lady. Hengxiao for seven days!”

Su Yuexin smiled faintly: "On the Western Mountain, although I and Xiang Jinghong had an exchange of music and dance, Xishan is not included in my jurisdiction. How can it be surprising that people in this world are arty?"

"It is not surprising that the world is arty, but Miss, this person plays the flute for seven days, and the music he plays is different every day, all of which are unheard, and the colorful waves of literature and Tao are also endless every day."

Su Yuexin suddenly raised her head: "Seven-colored literary waves? Seven days of horizontal flute, the first one has never been heard of?"

"Exactly!"

"Is there any recording?"

"There is only one song that has just come. It is the song he played on the first day. It is called "Little River Flowing Water"." The maid in green clothes spread her hands and turned them into wings. In front of her, a song recorded by Xishan Jushang appeared. A wonderful sight.

The colorful waves in the sky were like a small river flowing to the west. As soon as the beautiful flute sound hit Su Yuexin's eardrums, Su Yuexin's whole body was shaken.

She is a true genius.

In this world, no matter poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, they are only auxiliary to spiritual practice, and not many people concentrate on studying these knowledge itself.

But Su Yuexin is a special case. She not only regards the Tao of Music as an auxiliary to her own practice, she also truly enjoys the Tao. Therefore, she is one of the very few people in this world who is a true scholar.

Before her, music music only had five notes.

And she realized the imperfections of the five tones and devoted herself to improving them.

The five tones slowly expanded in her hands, and her seven tones had already been formed. Precisely because the age of seven tones was formed because of her, she was the goddess of music who became a saint because of her great achievements in music.

Although the seven tones of this world were created by her, she still firmly believes that this is not the end.

However, she was also at a loss as to how to optimize the Seven Tones.

And today, the canary brought news from afar.

A song called "Little River Flows" is extremely versatile. The seventh note is flawless and the scales can be adjusted as desired. It seems to be the culmination of her lifelong pursuit of music. The perfect seventh note seems to have jumped out of the seventh note...

Her surprise was truly extraordinary.

"Who is this?"

After Canary performed the last sound wave, she was a little drunk: "This person's name is Lin Su. He is the direct disciple of Venerable Luo Tian who has disappeared for three thousand years from the Luo Tian Sect. He has just entered the Luo Tian Sect."

"Disciple of the Venerable Luo Tian, ​​Venerable Luo Tian..." Su Yuexin exhaled softly: "Let's go and have a look!"

"Miss, are you going to go in person? This flute player is not a saint. Otherwise, I will go and pass on a message on behalf of you. If that person knows that you are summoned, he will come immediately?"

Su Yuexin shook her head gently: "A person who can create such a wonderful piece of music must be a person of clear wind and bright moon. How can he have the idea of ​​status and reputation in his heart? If I rely on my sainthood and look down on him, I will be asking for trouble. In addition, you are wrong about one thing. He is not playing the flute, but a new instrument that has never been heard of. Let's go!"

Tonight is the eighth day since Lin Su entered the Luotian Sect.

Midnight is about to end, and Xishanju is crowded.

This place is only a hundred miles away from the capital, and the seven-day wonderful music has already filled the fairy capital.

Countless literati and scholars, countless courtesans, countless self-proclaimed romantic wanderers, and countless immortal sect fairies have come all the way.

Xishanju was full in an instant.

These guests never left once they arrived.

Those who were lucky enough to hear "Little River Flowing Water" in person would not give up the second night's music no matter what. After hearing the second night's music, who would be willing to give up the third night's music? After hearing the third night's music, they would be even more reluctant to give up the fourth night's music...

In this way, guests came every day.

And the original guests would never leave.

The shopkeeper of Xishanju was both happy and worried. Under the great power of heaven, the original three-story building of Xishanju was expanded again and again, and it was expanded to the limit, and it could not accommodate more and more people from all over the world.

Food was in short supply.

Paper and pen were in short supply.

Recording stone was in short supply.

There were signs that Lin Su had driven a large industry with his own strength.

Even Guiyuan Temple became popular.

The Zen room of Guiyuan Temple was full.

Two more royal princesses moved into the room of the eighth princess.

The disciples of Luotian Sect were also mixed with joy and sorrow. Others were trying their best to listen to the music up close, but they could listen to it while sleeping in their own rooms. This was a preferential policy.

However, a vague sense of uneasiness began to envelop them.

Especially Duan Wuque, whose inner uneasiness was even stronger.

Lin Su entered Luotian Sect and competed with Ding Ziyi. On the surface, he was calm, but an invisible wave had already been set off at the headquarters.

What exactly did the Venerable Luotian want to do? This was what everyone wanted to ask, including the Luotian Patriarch.

(Lin Su did say that the Venerable Luotian was dead, but the news of this death was interpreted differently by different audiences. The lower-level people believed it without a doubt, because the deep-rooted concept in everyone's mind was there. The master was not dead, so how dare the disciples curse him? However, the higher-level people did not think so! For those who were at the peak of power and scheming, what was the curse? Was it strange for the Venerable Luotian to fake his death? He had done it three thousand years ago!)

So, every step of Lin Su fell into the eyes of everyone and was interpreted in depth.

Lin Su didn't seem to have any trouble. He built a house in the bamboo forest as soon as he entered Luotian Sect. He occasionally took a walk in the bamboo forest, but his footsteps never left the bamboo forest.

He didn't meet anyone, and didn't deliberately approach anyone.

However, Luotian Sect, Guiyuan Temple, and even Xishanju outside changed because of him.

Not because of his calculation, but because of his extraordinary and otherworldly joy, which is also my fuck...

As more and more people gathered, a logical point in Duan Wuque's heart was connected little by little...

He seemed to understand Lin Su's intention!

Lin Su had just entered Luotian Sect and had no foundation, but he found a way to quickly make his name in the capital by using his joy. In addition, he might be attracting some people's attention.

So, who would he deliberately attract?

Just as he was lost in thought, a voice suddenly came from his spiritual platform: "Report to the master, someone has come to the West Mountain!"

"Who is it?"

"Su Yuexin, the goddess of Liangshan!"

Duan Wuque's eyes suddenly lit up...

The thread that he had been searching for in his heart seemed to be suddenly connected at this moment.