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Compared with the time on the Wangjiang Tower, this time everyone was mentally prepared, and without waiting for the song to sound, they all sat on the ground and said nothing, as if the believers were reverently waiting for the miracle to come.

Everything was ready, Qingshan glanced at Bu'an again, and got a positive response, before hanging a pair of Rouyi on the piano, taking a deep breath, and sweeping out the first melody.

The song performed by Aunt Cai, a professional in audiophile discs, is a popular folk song in the seventies and eighties, with a simple and innocent style, and there is no incombinable difference with the music style of the current world. At this time, the prelude sounded, and a faint mourning drifted away with the melody.

Haruyama has always been good at capturing the slightest variation, and the music she re-composed and performed herself is extremely delicate, and those who are sensitive will be immersed in it even if they only listen to a short segment.

The people in the rivers and lakes present were originally reckless, and it was not a problem to burn the qin and cook the cranes, where would they know how to appreciate these.

However, the previous dots and brewing have played a role in turning stones into gold at this moment. More than half of the people can feel the emotions in the melodious music.

In front of me, there seems to be a scene of autumn and winter communication, under the sunset, alone, rushing to the outside of the customs. The wind blows up the yellow sand, drifting in the shadow of the ruins of the ancient city wall, blurring the endless horizon.

The horse walked slowly, as if he was reluctant to give up, and as if he was too tired. In the blue sky overhead, there are rows of geese flying south.

More than 100 people resonated with the sound of the song, and inadvertently reached a certain mysterious realm, which promoted the effect of aura gathering.

I saw that on the wasteland crawling with dead grass on the canal bank, wisps of water vapor like streamers floated, and seven colors of neon were conjured in the sun, and in the valley a little farther away, a mirage of grassland and snow-capped mountains was born out of thin air.

At this time, the music gradually became rapid, as if a caravan of horses had come from far away, and joined the lone man, and came out through the towering pass towers, occasionally whistling like primitive instinct. Armed with armor and guns, they marched forward with their hooves, crossing rivers, crossing mountains and jungles, and stepping onto the grasslands and deserts.

The artistic conception created by the sound of the song is embodied one by one in this mountain col, like a long scroll painting slowly unfolding. The spirits that float in the mountain wastelands and up and down the canals come alive like tidal waves, slowly and unstoppably gathering towards the location of the clear mountain.

At this time, the sound of the song changed again, and there was a more solemn atmosphere, the sound of gold and stone gradually rose, and the rhythm of the melody became faster and faster, like a long battle, and the blood and fire filled the entire field of vision.

The wandering spirit, which initially transformed into an aqua blue mist, has changed to the color of blood and fire at some point.

Around the clear mountain, within ten zhang, it turned into a sea of fire. More than 200 people from the Seven Divisions sat in this sea of spiritual fire, unharmed.

Finally, the scene of blood and fire changed again with the turn of the song, as if all the red tints had suddenly settled and collapsed.

The sound of the soldiers dispersed, leaving only the desolate trumpet, calling for the surviving warriors. The regrouped horse team, their armor tattered, but it seemed to be dyed with a layer of golden light.

The wandering spirits also turned golden, like a warm sun, sprinkled on the wasteland covered with dead grass.

The long convoy of horses faded into the background, leaving only the lone horse, which seemed to be the same figure as before, only with a taller head and a straighter back. He walked on the prairie, his feet gradually overgrown with flowers, each of which was a face blurred by the horse's hooves.

The song came to an abrupt end. The wandering spirit did not disperse, but still haunted here.

On the bank of the canal, Su Su was running after a river gull, as if she had no interest in what had just happened.

Song Manqiu was in a surging mood and couldn't restrain herself, so she sighed for a long time: "Yuezhou Qingshan is worthy of its name. ”

On the side, Song Shijin also sighed: "This kind of talent, who doesn't want to attract the heroes of the world, how can he follow this thief, it's really a pearl." ”

Song Manqiu glanced at her brother and said lightly: "Mountains and rivers are flowing water, and the children are young." ”

Song Shijin pursed his lips, did not pick up the stubble, and his expression was a little bitter.

Song Manqiu saw it in her eyes, and suddenly felt that her brother and sister were a little sympathetic.

"I've been down the mountain for so long, and I've never seen such a strong aura......," she sighed, and walked alone towards the crowd, only to stop and sit cross-legged until she stepped into the range of the golden spirit.

Song Shijin did what he said, turned his head and got on the boat, out of sight and out of mind.

On this day, the time for the aura to gather was surprisingly short, only half an hour later, and then it dissipated.

But this is not because the resonance of the wandering spirit caused by the song is short-lived, but because all the people in the Seven Divisions are immersed in the artistic conception of the song, and the mood is very consistent with the wandering spirit, and the cultivation efficiency has increased greatly, and the aura will soon be carved up.

Correspondingly, four more people were promoted to the realm during this period, from the Dao Gate to the second realm: Concentrating - the title has also changed from the most ordinary Taoist priest to a monk. Among them is the commander of the blue battalion, You Ping.

At this point, the original team of the Seventh Division, that is, the current commander of the Sixth Battalion, except for Qingshan, who was promoted to Confucianism one step ahead of schedule, the rest are all Taoist monks and Buddhist monks.

(Author's note: Great Confucianism is a title, referring to the practitioner of the three realms of Confucianism, hearing the Tao, Mingde, and cultivating qi; monk is also a title, referring to the practitioner of the three realms of Taoism, practicing qi, concentrating on the mind, causing emptiness, and concentrating on the mind; the same is true for bhikshu monks, referring to the practitioners of the three realms of Buddhism, precepts, concentration, wisdom, and concentration. To put it simply, the commander of the seven divisions and six battalions is now the highest cultivation in the Green Camp Qingshan, and the rest of the people are the second realm. ）

Later, when the battalions boarded the ships one after another in order, some people sighed from time to time: It turns out that the knowledge has increased, and the cultivation has become much more convenient.

At this time, some people echoed and said, "Everything is inferior, but only reading is high", which is the truth.

Some people also oppose the ancient adage of "one life, two fortunes, three feng shui, four accumulation of yin virtue and five reading".

Bu An listened to it in his ears, and said in his heart that the theory of the uselessness of reading turned out to have such a long history. He knew that sooner or later the influence of practicality would take root in the hearts of the people, so he was not in a hurry to set the tone, but did not hear it.

This time, when they got on the boat, the six battalions corresponded to the six boats, which was also convenient for the commanders of each battalion to control the men.

Bu An learned the next song by himself, got on the boat of Qingshan, and arranged the two brothers and sisters of Song Manqiu on the boat of Zhang Blind.

That evening, he summoned all the commanders of the six battalions and held a meeting to listen to the movements of each battalion and set the tone for the focus of work for a period of time to come.

All in all, now all the battalions are discussing which five people should be sent to fight and what tactics to adopt before the next grand meeting of the spirits. The focus of Bu'an's work is to strengthen discipline and rectify military style.

The mountain roads in this area are rugged, and the canals shuttle between them, like the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River. The fleet traveled day and night, for seven days, and arrived at the end of the Grand Canal, Quanzhou Mansion, Qimin Road, on November 18, the second year of Longxing.

When they set foot on the land of Quanzhou Mansion, more than 200 people from the Seven Divisions were no longer as noisy as they were when they set off. This is not only the role of military regulations and military discipline, but also related to the fact that everyone is not used to sitting on the boat and is so tired that they have no energy.

The team entered Quanzhou City, hurriedly arranged a foothold, and Bu'an was led by Song Manqiu to meet Song Yinting, the commander of the Seven Fujian Daodu.