The bottomless valley, the land of the ruins, the thunder tribulation of Jiangxiaobaidu Avenue, stepping on Jindan Avenue, giving birth to a vision of heavenly omen, manifesting the world of the East China Sea.

At this time, the sun sets at dusk, the early moon rises into the sky, and the sun and the moon walk together.

Looking at the world, the red dust is rolling, and all living things are in viential.

In the city, the neon lights are brilliantly lit, the lights are bright and green, the traffic is busy, the crowd is bustling in the red dust, or laughing and scolding, drunk and golden, or humble and dusty, and moving forward with a heavy load.

In the countryside, birds return to their nests, insects are silent, smoke curls from cooking, children laugh in the village, adults stand in front of their homes shouting their children's names, and one or two kittens and puppies roaming around the door.

And the world's famous mountains and rivers, there is a place where the Taoist incense is inherited, each has its own voice, its image.

Taoist priest hall, Lang Lang scriptures, raising his voice, dressed in blue and white, welcoming the sunset and white dew, in Qingfeng penance.

Buddhist temple, the sunset bell rings, swinging the mountain, a yellow robe, there is a bamboo broom sweeping the courtyard nearby, and the sound of the wooden fish is heard in the distance.

There are also Confucian private schools, ascetic people in the world........

Between the green mountains and green waters, there are people who jump out of the world, and in the rolling red dust, there are confused beings.

At this time, in the 100,000 mountains, there was a son's peach blossoms, and there was a chaotic demon boiling sound.

The handsome young man named Seven Kings spent a day in Wutong Mountain, found a lot of excuses, and pulled the princess of the ancient country to talk and laugh.

Clear-eyed people seem to be able to see that this guy is new to Li Shuiyue and is too close to Li Shuiyue.

The little girl Jiang Xiaolu and Hatsune are both vigilant, but the little girl is obviously shown on her face, but Hatsune is not.

However, there is another person who also shows on the face.

That was the young Taoist priest who rushed to Wutong Mountain in the afternoon.

He saw that the Seven Kings admired him, the teacher he hadn't seen for a long time was close, and the Taoist kung fu couldn't suppress the unhappiness in his heart.

The young Taoist priest had a straight face.

But no matter what, this man called the Seven Kings has a face that people can't get tired of, and there is nothing wrong with talking and talking, and his humble style is quite clever, so that people can't make him want to leave on his own.

The most important thing is that Li Shuiyue, the backbone of the courtyard today, has not always expressed his attitude and sent off guests.

Seeing that dusk was setting, the Seven Kings prepared to take their leave.

But before leaving, this handsome boy smiled with Li Shuiyue, who was dressed in white:

"I met the girl today, and we had a good conversation, so Seven sent a song to thank the girl for her hospitality today. ”

The Seven Kings changed from the original "little lady" to "girl" who was originally called Li Shuiyue.

This guy didn't seem to realize that calling "little lady" seemed frivolous and inappropriate, as if he was used to it. The Taoist priest who came to Wutong Mountain in the afternoon saw him bitterly and angrily reprimanded him for being disrespectful to his teacher.

Kusheng didn't know the origin and cultivation of the two at all.

At that time, the shirtless old man was unhappy, and glared angrily at a small innate Taoist priest who was insignificant in his eyes, but the Seven Kings pressed it down, shook his head and smiled, and apologized.

From this incident, it can be seen that these seven kings are impossible to find fault.

The Seven Kings said that they would dedicate a song to thank them for their hospitality, and then they sat down under the peach blossom tree in the courtyard.

The little girl was indignant on her face, and she was thinking carefully in her heart, obviously it was your big brother who didn't leave here.

Thick-skinned.

This is Jiang Xiaolu's complaint to the Seven Kings.

It was May, but the peach blossoms in the yard were in full bloom, full of branches flying red, and under the sunset, a layer of gold dust was spread.

I saw that after the seven kings sat on the old peach stone bench, they raised one hand and wiped it on the stone table.

A lacquered wooden guqin more than three feet long appeared out of thin air and landed on the stone table.

The head of this guqin is carved with a dragon head, and even the scales are delicate, and the texture is like life, at first glance, it looks like it is alive.

According to ancient legends, the dragon gave birth to nine sons, and the children were different, among which the seventh son, the prisoner cow, loved music in his life.

The Seven Kings put down the paper folding fan, smiled at the corner of their lips, and a pair of woman-like hands fell on the dragon-headed guqin and plucked it gently.

As soon as the sound of the piano appeared, the momentum on the seven kings suddenly changed.

Slightly close your eyes, your fingers on the strings one by one, like a fish and dragon dance, the sound of mountains and flowing water is instantaneous, spreading in all directions.

Originally, they didn't care much about the Seven Kings playing the piano, and the few people who wished he left quickly listened to the sound of the piano at first sight, and their faces changed.

Even Li Shuiyue, who has always been brows and eyes and can't see her thoughts, her autumn-like eyes also rippled slightly.

The crowd was fascinated by the unconsciously listening.

Only the shirtless old man who was called Lao Jiu by the Seven Kings didn't care at all, and his eyes turned upwards again.

Having been with the Seven Kings for hundreds of years, he has long known the Seven Kings' skills.

I still like to pretend so much.

The sound of the mountains and flowing water, scattered with the wind, drilled into the grass and trees in the mountains, drilled into the clouds, went straight up to nine days, and also spread to the White Dragon Demon Mountain more than ten miles away.

Around Wutong Mountain, the homing birds flew when they heard the sound, the fish in the water jumped out of the water, and the beasts roared in the White Dragon Demon Mountain.

The sound of a piano instantly led to a vision of a hundred beasts.

The people in the small courtyard in the mountains suddenly changed color, and only then did they wake up and look at the Seven Kings under the peach blossom tree in shock.

Only Li Shuiyue is still calm.

Who is this man?

And in the distant mountains, there was a roaring beast roar, and there was a flying roar in the sky, getting closer and closer, and the mountains and forests shook faintly.

In the courtyard, Rhubarb raised his head and barked, and several people who had entered the innate sensed several huge demonic qi approaching quickly.

With such an aura, there are many demon beasts approaching.

The faces of the bitter Taoist priests turned a little pale.

Li Shuiyue, the princess of the ancient kingdom, also raised her eyebrows slightly.

Under the peach blossoms of the child's piano, there was a chaotic demon boiling sound outside

But when I listened, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

The Seven Kings stood up, stepped into the void, and stood in the void, shouting loudly.

"Get out!"

The sound was like thunder, like thunder whistling, with a strange groan.

Haoran echoed in all directions of Wutong Mountain.

In an instant, the beasts were silent, and the birds fell, like a sound, so that the boiling and roaring beasts lost their voices.

Subsequently, Kusheng and the others were shocked to sense, and several huge demonic qi approaching Wutong Mountain dispersed like a tide.

But the beasts withdrew.

At this time, the Seven Kings stepped into the courtyard and clasped their fists at Li Shuiyue and smiled:

"I wanted to play a tune for the girl, but I was disturbed by these ignorant brutes and made a mistake. In the future, I will often come to play a good song for the girl, and the girl can also play a song with the Seven Kings and swim in this landscape. ”

The words are very tactful, and the meaning is very straightforward.

Isn't it just an appointment to get some elegance?

"The teacher will follow the trail to Longhu Mountain. ”

The young Taoist priest Kusheng stood up, his face was a little depressed, he said very unconfidently, and tightened one sleeve robe.

The sound of this person's piano can lead all beasts to worship, and the word "roll" will scare away the demons, and he can cross the air in the flesh, and his cultivation is really terrifying and unfathomable.

Naturally, there is awe, and I dare not be like before.

But this guy openly expressed his respect for the entire Longhu Mountain, and the teacher he admired, the young Taoist priest Kusheng still stood up and said.

"Big brother, are you going to chase big sister, Xiaolu is not allowed. ”

At this time, Jiang Xiaolu ran out and crossed in front of Li Shuiyue, with an angry face, like a child protecting food.

"Fawn. ”

Hatsune shouted, a little apprehensive.

Now it was different, and the man called the Seven Kings showed a surprising deterrent, and she was a little worried about the fawn.

"Why not?"

The Seven Kings lowered their bodies and smiled, and scratched the little girl's nose.

"The big sister is a fawn, too... too..."

Jiang Xiaolu said urgently.

"Brother's..."

The little girl suddenly choked up, her eyes shining.

Xu thought of the sadness, and he was used to relying on the big sister and Hatsune, so that's why.

The eldest sister in her eyes has been in the mountain courtyard surrounded by monsters for a long time, taking on the responsibility of protecting her, playing the role of Jiang Xiaobai, and it is the most vulnerable place in the little girl's heart to have such a reaction.

The rhubarb, who was bent on protection, barked at the Seven Kings.

The Seven Kings were stunned for a moment when they saw that the little girl was suddenly sad.

"Why are you crying, what about your brother?"

He asked, somewhat surprised.

And everyone in the courtyard has a different color.

The fawn is just crying.

The Seven Kings were stunned.

Li Shuiyue, who had not spoken, gently hugged the deer into her arms and patted her on the back lightly.

"Is it the lonely mound outside the courtyard?"

The Seven Kings suddenly said, their eyebrows and eyes are clear, and how to know it, there is no difficulty.

For a while, it's hard to say anything. As for who the little girl's brother buried in it is, a dead man, what is there to know.

But listen, at this time, the monk Konghui, who had been wanting to speak and stopped, suddenly stood up.

"Senior, senior sister, I have something to say. ”

He and Li Shuiyue, Hatsune Dao.

"It's very likely that Senior Jiang is still alive. ”

During the day, there were outsiders in this courtyard, and Monk Konghui didn't find the right time to say.

But at this time, his words were like thunder into the ears of several people.

Hatsune and the others' faces changed drastically, and they couldn't believe it.

The little girl suddenly stopped crying.

"Wang..."

Rhubarb seemed to understand. Still barking wildly.

And at this moment, in the dark east, a golden light suddenly soared into the sky, illuminating the evening.

There is a hazy world hanging high in the east, reflecting on this side of the world, and the world is changing.

Everyone in the small courtyard was interrupted and looked east in shock.

I saw a shocking picture of gods and ghosts.

Between the oriental heaven and earth, a golden avenue crosses a bright moon and leads straight to the sky. At the end of the Cotai Strip, there is a misty shadow standing like the world of Hongmeng.

I saw that a figure was flying on the Cotai Avenue against the backdrop of the full moon on the roulette wheel, like stepping on the moon and flying immortals. And that world of white mist is the land of flying immortals.

At this moment, the land of Kyushu, together with the surrounding countries, whether it was the red earthly people in the rolling city or the Taoist disciples in the deep mountains and rivers, they all felt their hearts and looked up to the east.

I saw the shocking scene that was destined to be recorded in the book.

The world sees it from afar, flying immortals under the moon!

(PS: This is a Taoist text, different from many details of the Xiuxian text, because the genius refers to some Taoist scriptures and transforms them himself, but it is still a little obscure, so sometimes some details are not understood, there are doubts, it is our mistake, and the genius is sorry for this.) In addition, ask for subscriptions, ask for tickets, ask for rewards, and routinely skin it, and ................ it. ”