Chapter 167, Mountains and Flowing Water!

Red, yellow, white, and colorful wildflowers are scattered and dotted with cyan oil grass and grass. The large iron thorn bushes shade the sky and the sun, and it looks like the trees are thousands of years old.

In the depths of the forest, there is a tinkling spring in which fish swim happily as white as the first snow.

There are birds singing and beasts roaring, young wolves whimpering, and deer drinking water.

The clouds and mist under your feet are shrouded, as if the clouds are driving the fog, wandering in the mansion of the gods. The light that is not blazing through the trees shines on the young students who are playing in the mountains and rivers, making their smiles smell of sunshine.

"I don't know the true face of the mountain, only because I am in this mountain. Li Muyang said with a smile on his face. "I used to hear that the broken mountain was very big, but I didn't have a clear feeling. When you actually walk in and merge with them, you realize that it's so big. ”

"Broken Mountain was originally a nameless mountain, and it is the most magnificent and broad sacred mountain in the Huayu Plain. Tens of thousands of years ago, there were dragon-slaying immortals parading here, happy to see it, waving a sword to cut the mountainside, and then gathering the power of the nine countries to build this starry sky academy---- when we looked at the foot of the mountain, this broken mountain was just a towering lonely peak, we could only see its height, not its size. Now I have measured it with my own footsteps to appreciate his majestic beauty. Lin Canghai, who was as handsome as a fairychild, said with a smile on his face.

"Yo yo deer chirping, apple of the wild food. I have guests, drummers and shengs. "Thousands of degrees of black clothes are strong, sassy and glamorous. She stretched out her little hand, which was as white as jade, pointed to the intoxicating scenery around her, and said, "I take the earth as a feast, the sweet spring as the wine, and the birds and animals as food, and entertain the two good friends and guests. How could such a beautiful day be without music?"

As he spoke, Chido took out a piccolo from his arms.

The piccolo is as green as jade, the surface layer has fluorescent flashes, and the water ripples like a fresh one, so you can know at a glance that it is not ordinary, and you don't know what material it is made of.

"In the wilderness, unprepared, difficult to drum and play the sheng, let me express my heart with a flute song. ”

Qiandu put the piccolo to his lips and breathed softly, and the beautiful notes flowed out of the flute hole, resounding in the mountains and forests they walked through.

"Phoenix Seeking Phoenix". Lin Canghai looked fascinated, looked at Qiandu and exclaimed, and said: "This is a rare "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" in a hundred years. ”

"Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" is very famous, and "Guangling San" and "Acacia Yin" are the three famous songs in China.

However, because the original score of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" has been lost for a hundred years, there are only some scattered memories and fragmented syllables, and very few people can play a complete and authentic "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix".

Lin Canghai is a person who loves music, and when he hears this song, he is relaxed and excited.

The score of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" has been lost for a hundred years, and Lin Canghai can hear what kind of song this is enough to make people feel surprised.

What's even more strange is that Li Muyang actually thinks that he has heard this song.

It's not just that I've heard it, but I feel very familiar. It's like I've heard it a thousand times.

He nodded and said, "It is "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", which is known as the first song in Shenzhou. ”

The smile on Lin Canghai's face became playful, and he looked at Li Muyang and asked, "Could it be that Brother Shepherd has heard this song before?"

"I think I've heard -----," Li Muyang said. He felt like he had heard it somewhere, but he wasn't sure what he was doing. This feeling is too familiar to him, when he used to answer questions, there were many answers he felt that he had not read----- he had never seen almost all the answers, but he just put pen to paper, and was able to hand in the perfect answer.

"Huh. Lin Canghai smiled, and no longer took Li Muyang's words, but focused on enjoying the music of a thousand degrees.

In his heart, Li Muyang's behavior is a 205 person who doesn't know how to pretend to be a swollen face and become fat.

The score of "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" has been lost for a hundred years, and it is difficult for ordinary people to know its notes and tunes.

I've heard it through special channels, and that's true. How could Li Muyang have such a channel?

However, he has a gentle personality, but he will not expose people's falsehoods to his face and hurt people's self-esteem.

After all, in his heart, Li Muyang is still a very good friend.

Li Muyang didn't know what Lin Canghai was thinking, his mind was completely attracted by Qiandu's performance.

When the beautiful flute sounded, he felt that he was wandering into the world, forgetting where he was and what year it was.

He likes this kind of music because he is happy and pleasant when he listens. It's with a beautiful fantasy.

It's like hearing an old childhood song, or remembering a childhood friend, or a wonderful, carefree time----

Vaguely, he also remembered someone.

It was a white shadow, and she walked towards her against the light. I couldn't see her face clearly, but I could see her slender and graceful figure, and the smile on the corner of her mouth that could not be concealed-----

It's like, that's my life and death lover.

As he walked, he blew the notes, and the notes fell like sunshine.

It fell into Li Muyang's eyes, lips, hair, ears, and finally fell into his heart----

Li Muyang's heart fluttered. The trembling was tiny, like a breeze blowing through a wheat field, like a bee vibrating its wings.

Li Muyang's heart hummed along, and he felt that his body was about to dance with it.

Lin Canghai glanced at him suspiciously, then turned around again, his gaze stayed on Qiandu's body and refused to leave.

Li Muyang was really happy, very happy.

"This guy, the more he pretends to be more and more popular-----" Lin Canghai thought unhappily in his heart. We're all friends, and even if you say you haven't heard it, we won't laugh at you. After all, most people in this world have not heard of it.

But what are you pretending to disguise? Don't you still believe in our character?

Because of such a misunderstanding, Lin Canghai looked down on Li Muyang's character a lot.

Li Muyang likes this song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" very much.

I desperately want to get close to this music and become one with it.

He reached out and plucked a green leaf from the top of his head.

He put the leaves to his lips and blew ------ sound of bubbles he was blowing hard.

Chidu was affected by his voice, and couldn't help but stop and turn to look.

Lin Canghai was extremely angry, this guy pretended to be an expert, and now he dared to disturb other people's performances, which is really unforgivable.

He reached out and gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist, but did not draw it.

Li Muyang smiled apologetically, and said with a red face: "I wasn't ready just now-----

"Li Muyang, don't you ----"

Lin Canghai was about to stop it, but found that Li Muyang had already put the leaf to his lips again.

Familiar, beautiful, eye-popping notes came from the tiny leaf.

"Phoenix Seeking Phoenix". This turned out to be the ----- of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" Lin Canghai looked at Li Muyang with wide eyes.

This guy, he can really blow "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", and it is the original "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix".

I have never seen the real ancient score of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", but Lin Canghai knows that this is exactly the same as the song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" that he has heard several times.

Moreover, he also blows quite well, and his technique is quite exquisite.

Pronouncing it with a small leaf can achieve the same effect as using the magic flute of a thousand degrees.

How is this possible?

Qiandu's eyes widened in the same way.

Originally, she was a big-eyed beauty, but when she made another surprised expression, her eyes widened and rounded, and they became more cute.

Pretty with cuteness, cute with sexy, this girl is mixed with all kinds of elements, which makes people stunned at first sight and forget the vulgar.

The magic flute was still on his lips, but Qiandu didn't blow out a note.

Her eyes looked at Lin Canghai, it was exploration and inquiry.

Lin Canghai shook his head at her, saying that he didn't understand what was going on.

Just now, he thought he was pretending to be deliberately making trouble, but now it seems that he is lonely and ignorant of heroes.

Qiandu thought about it, and then smiled with relief.

She adjusted her mind, breathing slightly, and the beautiful notes emanated from the magic flute again.

One is beautiful in black, and the other is handsome in white.

One with leaves, one with piccolo.

The two blow the same notes and play the same tune.

At this moment, the music of the two is fused and the same thing, and the hearts of the two are also fused.

Li Muyang seems to be able to know Qiandu's thoughts, and Qiandu also knows the meaning of Li Muyang's every look.

When they looked at each other, the smell of sunshine and fragrance filled their hearts.

They didn't know each other for long, and the number of times they spoke together was only a handful. They don't have any intimate relationships, not even deep friends.

However, they felt like they had known each other for hundreds of years.

Something wonderful happened.

A beautiful butterfly flew over and danced beside Li Muyang and Qiandu.

The fish peeked out of the spring and desperately searched for the source of the music, jumping up again and again, falling again and again----

The whimpering wolf stopped crying, and looked wide-eyed in the direction of the music, with a smile on his face that was more ugly than crying-----

The herd of drinking deer gathered around, and they followed behind Li Muyang and Qiandu step by step, as if they were devout believers.

They walk, they go. They stop, they stop. They have stepped on boulders, and they have followed suit. They jumped over the river, but they were stopped by it, and then they jumped desperately towards the river, swimming desperately-------

(PS: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm -----sorry, I'm sorry, I'm