The melodious sound of the piano enveloped the mountain, and a hundred birds danced around him, tumbling up and down, sometimes mischievously doing all kinds of antics in a mischievous manner.

All kinds of butterflies are also mixed in it, setting him off like a dusty immortal, not stained with mortal dust.

"Purple Cloud Holy Son!"

He is not very famous among the mortals and small sects and small sects in the Middle Domain, but in some big forces, especially in some emperor inheritances, his fame makes many people jealous.

"Senior Brother Ziyun!"

Just as the Purple Cloud Saint was playing the piano, a streamer of light swept from the sky, the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already come to this mountain and lowered his body.

"You're really elegant, and you're still playing the piano!"

"The world is impermanent, mediocre people disturb themselves!" Ziyun Holy Son opened his mouth softly, and said indifferently, his whole temperament was ethereal and elegant, which made the man who had just arrived look stunned.

"Hehehe!" The man sneered, "Mediocre people disturb themselves, it's true, your princess Rumeng is going to run away with someone, you are really calm!"

The sound of the piano is still the same, and the Purple Cloud Holy Son's hands are smart, crossing the strings, which has a special charm.

Smiling indifferently, ethereal like a fairy, the Purple Cloud Holy Son seemed to be one with the whole nature, at this time, he didn't seem to be stroking the qin, but like heaven and earth were singing.

"It's good to find a good home like a dream!"

"Hey, senior brother, what is good for you to let me say, are you really willing to be like a dream princess, anyway, I can't bear it!"

"I've inquired clearly, they're coming to the Middle Domain!"

"Hmph, when the time comes, I want to see if the young man who let the Southern Dance Holy Emperor personally answer and like is a dragon or a phoenix!"

"Dongming, your mood is in turmoil!" The Purple Cloud Holy Son stopped stroking the qin and looked up at Dongming, his eyes were radiant, as if he could see through the essence of things.

"My heart is very good!" Dongming was stunned and said coldly, "I'm not like a senior brother, pretending to be nothing, but I don't know what to think in my heart!"

"I must make him look good, since the senior brother said so, I don't think he will come forward, bother, farewell!" Dong Ming said and quickly left with his divine light.

"Hey!" The Purple Cloud Saint Son looked at the streamer in the sky and sighed, "My Fair Lady, the gentleman is good, how can I not care about my brother, but I can't harm her!" said the Purple Cloud Saint Son's face flashed with a hint of pain, and then quickly disappeared, returning to the ethereal temperament again.

In the middle of the Bright Moon City, the entire city is located on a cliff, and under the cliff is an abyss, and two-thirds of this city is empty above this abyss.

From a distance, Bright Moon City is like a bright moon hanging on the cliff, looming, and the silver-white giant city shines brightly in the sun.

Mingyue City is a very famous city in the Central Region, and it is also the base camp of Mingyue Pavilion.

Lu Chen and his entourage went directly to the Middle Domain through the domain gate of the Southern Dance Dynasty, and then teleported through the domain gate of several major sects that had befriended the Southern Dance Dynasty, and came to Mingyue City.

"What a beautiful city!"

When they saw the outline of Mingyue City, Ming Ying and Nan Rumeng were all shocked, and their faces were amazing, that is, Lu Xue was lying in Lu Chen's arms, and the two big black eyes were very bright.

The sky is like a starry sky, and the city is like a bright moon!

This is a picture scroll like a fairyland on earth, which makes everyone obsessed with the beautiful scenery in front of them.

"Bright Moon City!"

Lu Chen looked at the city from a distance and muttered to himself.

Bright Moon City, the last of the Nine Cities of the Ages, has a staggering name, but it is very strange that it has not been recorded in any of the classics of the Nine Realms.

It seems that someone deliberately erased its incomparably long memories and made them silent in the long river of history.

Even so, Bright Moon City is still Bright Moon City, it still has its own legends, although it is much more disgraced compared to other giant cities in the Middle Regions, no one dares to underestimate them.

If nothing else, it's because of the existence of Mingyue Pavilion.

It is rumored that the founding patriarch of the Moon Pavilion was once a general of a big man, and he was once the commander of the Bright Moon Legion of the Nine Realms.

Some people may not know Bright Moon City, but they can't not know the Bright Moon Legion, they are the main army that quelled the dark turmoil five million years ago.

The reason why the Bright Moon Legion is so famous is not only because of their combat power, but also because five million years ago, Emperor Xie Yun of that era once served as the commander of this legion.

The Bright Moon Legion, what it represents is the real Great Emperor Legion, there was once the Great Emperor personally recognized the commander of the legion, how shocking is that kind of identity.

However, five million years of times have changed, the years have passed, the Bright Moon Legion has disappeared into the long river of history, and Bright Moon City has also declined.

Especially in Mingyue Pavilion, now that the talent has withered, there are less than ten people left, and they are all young people.

Bright Moon City has now become the fat in the mouths of all major forces, and they all want to occupy this city.

However, for tens of thousands of years, they have been attacking Mingyue City, but they can't attack it, the entire Mingyue City is an iron wall, even if the God King attacks with the emperor's soldiers, it will be useless.

10,000 years ago, the pavilion master of Mingyue Pavilion looked at the declining Mingyue Pavilion and was very distressed, and wanted to carry it forward again.

It was at that time that the major forces finally found an opportunity to send their elites to infiltrate the Bright Moon Pavilion under false names and disintegrate them from within.

Five thousand years ago, these impostors and hidden people had already had a high status in the Bright Moon Pavilion and had the right to speak, but on the day of the Great Competition of the Bright Moon Pavilion, they suddenly made a difficulty.

The high-level leaders of the Bright Moon Pavilion were slaughtered on the spot, only the team that went out to train survived, and the Pavilion Master of the Bright Moon Pavilion found out that it was too late.

But fortunately, at the last moment of death, he launched the Supreme Killing Array of Mingyue Pavilion, killing all these people and slaughtering them all, and he was also seriously injured and died.

When the training team returned, the entire Mingyue Pavilion was in a mess, and more than 10,000 people up and down were all killed, but only 20 of them survived.

At this point, they cleaned up the mess and stabilized the precarious Bright Moon City.

However, although they were able to control Bright Moon City, the inhabitants of Bright Moon City had already been invaded by major forces from all sides after five thousand years of infiltration.

One family after another was established, recruiting disciples and guests, and competing with the remnants of the Mingyue Pavilion, a battle that lasted for 5,000 years.

Today's Mingyue Pavilion has been exhausted, and the original twenty people have long since died of old age, leaving only the descendants of their descendants.

Now there are only ten people, and the strongest of these ten people is only the Emperor Realm cultivator, and even a few of them can't cultivate, just first-order mortals.

From the Bright Moon Legion, a legion of the Nine Realms that is powerful, to the current decline, it sounds like people have to sigh, the world is impermanent.