However, this desolate place of origin, under the seal of the cloud flower on it, through the layers of clouds and mist, you will find that there is a cave in the pool. This is an ominous place that no one dares to enter all year round. Now, the sound of footsteps is staggering, stepping on the gravel path all the way, finding a secluded path in the lush foliage, and cutting through the thorns all the way.

Silently, the seal that emitted purple rays from the inside out sensed the city lord mark on Mo Guping's body, and it collapsed, the surrounding trees were all gone, and the water waves of the fairy pond also made layers of waves, and Chu Yuntao on the side couldn't help but hide his face, secretly sighing that the momentum was extraordinary and the effect of the city lord's mark was wonderful.

After the seal was unsealed, I heard the sound of the piano again, and in the waves of the fairy pool, there was an inkman stroking the qin, his eyes were slightly squinted and closed, and the green silk was three thousand and his temples were white. He sat upright on the water, plucking the strings affectionately with his eyebrows, and the sound of the piano was sometimes like a waterfall pouring, sometimes like a stream flowing slowly, and even the streamers on his clothes seemed to dance with the sound of the piano. The most surprising thing is that the water waves did not wet his moonlight-white ink painting clothes.

Qu to the place, in the depths of the fairy pond suddenly a fairy shadow flew out, embracing the pipa, wearing a concubine-colored feather robe, surrounding the shawl, the face is good, the pipa moves with the soft fingers, the sound and the sound of the piano complement each other, but sometimes like the iron horse Jinge, sometimes like the sound of the pine wind.

The sound of the piano seems to come from ancient chaos.

The lute was fierce like a thundercloud falling from the sky.

The sound of the piano flows slowly, after the pipa is quietly recorded, the waves of the fairy pond also stop, the realm of dust sound, as if in another world, the person who comes is already intoxicated, the face is floating and quiet, as if in a dream, when to stop and do not know.

"I haven't played for many years, and my sister has not neglected the distinguished guests. ”

The ink man's voice was as clear as a thousand years of ice, and he got up from the water, went ashore with the harp, and walked to the fairy shadow.

The small strings of the lute are cut, like whispering, and the sound reaches the ears, allowing the comer to return to reality from the dream in an instant. Whether the dream is sweet or distressing, it is all a dream, and it is like a cloud of smoke, and it cannot be mentioned.

The dream is shattered and returned to reality, and people are already standing by the fairy pond. Raising her eyes, the jade girl is like a natural. Look closely at the pipa in your arms, the whole body is light green, and there are floral decorations on the lower edge. Look at the qin in the arms of the ink keeping, such as pine carving, the pattern at both ends is the same as that of the pipa.

"See the lord of the city. ”

Seeing this, Mo Guping hurriedly helped them up. The Tao did not know them. I just think that this rumored forbidden place has a way to solve the red night. I didn't expect to come here, it was such a world, it was really fascinating, and I couldn't forget to return.

"The Red Night is a curse from the founding of the Abandoned Spirit City, and the Master cannot unravel. It can only be used as a calamity, and it can be dispersed after three days. ”

Pipa Girl said. His face was a little more solemn.

"It's a pity that the master has already soared, and our senior brothers and sisters have been cultivating ourselves. Who knows, the seal is invalid against the city lord's seal, it seems that the master knows that the city lord will definitely come to the realm of dust sound. ”

The ink man's face was a little solemn.

"I haven't introduced it to the lord yet. Downstairs Qiyan, this is my senior brother, Qianmengjun. ”

"Could it be that you are the legendary weeping qin double slash that has long been hidden in the world?!"

When Chu Yuntao heard this, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's right. Lou Qiyan said.

"If the city lord has something important, he will look to the water pavilion to talk about it. Please. ”

Qianmengjun casts a strange spell, the piano hangs in the air, the strings move and turn, and the waves of the fairy pond surge, showing a road to the underwater pavilion. The four of them entered in turn.

After stepping into the pavilion, the water waves covered the way, and the underwater scene was outside the window. The floating algae swims in the fish, the sun shines, and the light and shadow projected on the coral reef are in a circle, like a rainbow of seven colors after the rain.

Speaking of the realm of dusty sounds, neither of them knew about it, so Qianmengjun told them the story of the year.

The founder of Abandoned Spirit City, the first city lord Yan Feishuang.

One night in the fifth year of his reign, there was a blood cloud shrouded in thunder and thunder, like a vision of the end of the world.

Sure enough, five days later, the people of the city were like being poisoned, and they were biting people uncontrollably, and those who were bitten would be infected into the same people.

The turmoil was like the first raindrop of thunder, starting with a single person, and then in just one day, the number of people increased by one or two hundred. People are afraid to close their doors for fear of being infected.

Yan Feishuang clearly remembered that the turmoil lasted for three days, and until the end of the three days, the abandoned spirit city was still filled with an indissoluble smell of blood.

In order to dispel the fear brought by this smell, and also to appease the people, Yan Feishuang, with the help of Qianmengjun's qinyin, used the sigil to purify the abandoned spirit city with all his might.

Ten years later, Yan Feishuang made a decision that puzzled the people of the city, that is, to give way to Prime Minister Hanekawa.

He hid in the mountains in the north, built the realm of dust sound, and adopted two orphans, Qianmengjun and Lou Qiyan, who had been cultivating for fifty years, and finally realized that the avenue flew away. Before leaving, in addition to leaving each of them a chance stone, he also left a cloud flower seal, asking them to seal themselves in the realm of dust and sound, so that they could concentrate on cultivation, hoping to help the world calm the chaos in the future.

"Then why does the seal open automatically?"

Chu Yuntao asked.

Qian Mengjun smiled at Lou Qiyan when he heard this, and replied

"It's because of the city lord's sigil, and the secret of the reason why this realm of dust and sound can be built is in this sigil. It is precisely because of this that the Cloud Flower Seal will automatically open when it senses the City Lord's rune. ”

"I see. ”

A similar picture was also staged at the same time in the dream of another person thousands of miles away.

The people in the dream, both falling off the cliff, the knives in their hands soaked in red blood, and the ticking sound was a deadly sound ringing in the ears. Suddenly, the torrential rain fell down, drowning out the heart-rending cry under the cliff.

Years later, a face buried deep in memory, a long-planned plan, revealed his truest face. That person is Su Qianxun, who once imprisoned him, tortured him, and even said that everything he did was a revenge prime minister.

"Ahh

Mo Guping, who was awakened by the dream, gasped, wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, and while thinking about the scene in the dream, he breathed a long sigh of relief

"It's a dream. ”

Su Qianxun, sad dreams to the soul, right? Liu Ying, is it his, wife? What is going on?

I have never had such an inexplicable dream, if it is true, why don't I remember. Could it be that someone deliberately planned it? Mo Guping shook her head, trying to shake off her thoughts, but the more she shook, the more sober she became, which made people cry out.

At this time, it was the time when the sky was about to be bright, so Mo Guping got out of bed with her clothes on, walked to the table, and poured a cup of reassuring medicinal tea. I don't know when he will always be restless, always feeling that something big is going to happen. Chu Yuntao laughed at him for being a mediocre person who disturbed himself and had nothing to think about. But he always disagrees with this statement.

"Is the Red Night real?"

While thinking about it, when Mo Guping went to reach out to serve the teacup, he didn't want to shake his hands and not control it, the teacup was not stable, and with a "snap", the fragments of the teacup and the tea were spilled on the ground.

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