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The scenery that catches the eye, the plain color is leisurely, like a drop of ink halo rendering the side, and things are confused and blurred.

Tianyi paused and sighed: "What night is tonight? Splashing ink and longitudinal brushstrokes, Qiongzhi to the moon, Xia accompanied by a long path. ”

Hearing Tianyi's sigh like this, no one said anything anymore, letting his thoughts stir in the cold.

At this time, the sky of the four fields, the moon is bright and the wind is clear, the people are silent, and everything is silent.

At this moment, a ripple burst out of the distant sky, and then a figure in a black robe came out of the sky.

The person who comes does not do it is Qu Li, he is cross-kneeled in the air, and a paulownia xylophone falls on both knees.

After a while, Qu Liyan narrowed his eyes and sighed: "Floating and lonely, a scene of joy and sorrow, who drowned in the song?"

When the words fall, their fingers are staggered and swept together, causing the strings to resonate, and only hear:

Ethereal overtones, crystal clear and ethereal, leaning alone on the cold window, the lonely piano is cold, the remnants are speechless, the strings are scattered, and there are thousands of tenderness.

Empty and heavy, tactful and delicate, the steps are cool and leaning on the railing, sending acacia from afar, Xiao Suo green branches, locking the soul for several years, and taking photos without words.

The sound of the air is scattered, quiet and strong, the white clouds fly the stream, the waterfall pours, the silver man pours down, hits the water for thousands of miles, and raises up three thousand melancholy.

Knock, clang, gurgling.

At this moment, the clouds are like sails, the wind is like yarn, and the rain is like wine.

After several tosses, a song breaks through the clouds, the rhyme is pathetic, the tone is melodious, the meaning is sincere and sad, the melody is generous, and it is intoxicating in vain.

Shi Dabiao sighed leisurely: "What do you know outside the world, there is nothing in the mountains." The wind sings and the night piano is quiet, and the moon shines on the spring wine. ”

As he spoke, Shi Dabiao hung for drinking, and the wine entered his throat and abdomen, stirring up melancholy.

Seeing Qu Liyan, Wu Wu and the others were still at ease, although they were not very familiar with Qu Liyan, they were also old faces, and they knew that the latter and Tianyi were incompatible.

They are like this, but the swordsmen of the Ten Directions such as Wo Yue don't know each other.

As early as the moment when Qu Li Fu Qu ended, the figures of ten people had broken through the sky.

In the blink of an eye, above the sky, Wo Yue and the other ten people were lined up, and the sharp and powerful momentum was surging, firmly locking Qu Li.

Seeing this, Tianyi smiled awkwardly and said, "Senior Woyue, there is no hostility towards Senior Death." ”

Hearing this, Wo Yue and the others were all stunned, and under the sneer, they were a little vigilant and turned back.

Tianyi looked at Qu Liwu and said, "Leaving the seniors, don't come to harm?"

Qu Liyan smiled indifferently, closed his fingers to collect the piano, and his figure was displayed, and the person had settled on the dragon's back of Daqing.

He looked at Tianyi with a smile and said, "Don't forget, I don't know if you mind if I walk with you?"

Tianyi said: "I don't know where the peers in the mouths of the predecessors end up?"

Qu Liyan said: "Wait until I see all the remnants of the sun like blood." ”

Tianyi's face sank, and he said, "Leaving the seniors..."

Before Tianyi finished speaking, Qu Liyan waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't forget, this is my own meaning, and it is also the meaning of the lord of the desolate hall." ”

Tianyi was silent, and with his wisdom, he couldn't see that in Qu Liyan's words, his autonomous consciousness was dominant.

With Tianyi's understanding of Qu Liyan, even if there is no consciousness blessing from the Lord of the Desolate Palace, or if the Lord of the Desolate Hall does not allow it, Qu Liyan will still appear, and he will choose to be with him.

As soon as he thought of this, Tianyi's expression suddenly overflowed with gratitude.

This time I went to Dengyun, I was a madman, but I implicated too many others.

Seeing that Tianyi was silent, Qu Liyan only smiled faintly, and turned to walk towards Shi Dabiao.

Qu Liyan said: "Brother Da Biao, I don't know this behavior, you may be able to hear the strange tune of the world?"

Shi Dabiao smiled and responded: "Your song, sad and emotional, purifying the bosom of self-love, lonely and lonely, red and fragrant." A song is full of death, and the boundless is broken. ”

Hearing this, Qu Liyan laughed at himself and said, "In this way, in my life, I'm afraid it will be difficult to play the song of the world?"

Shi Dabiao sighed softly and said: "The whole world is so big, how many people can hold the instrument and play a tune, play a song that is majestic for eternity?"

As he spoke, Shi Dabiao threw it casually, and a jar of fine wine suddenly fell into Qu Liyan's hands.

Qu Liyan paused, turned to laugh, and then drank.

Seeing that the two of them were so happy with wine, if Wu Wu and the others were inexplicable, Wo Yue and other swordsmen from the Ten Directions were suspicious, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Tianyi was silent, he stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the sky, but he felt that the stars were boundless and traceless.

Yan Shuai frowned calmly and stared intently at Tianyi's back.

In his heart, there is a matter of sorrow, and this matter is related to a thing - the Crazy Fire Order.

When he first learned that Tianyi had a mad fire order, he had persuaded Tianyi more than once not to trigger this order when he returned to the clouds.

This order is related to the real madman order, and the madman order is the only key to open the mad mansion.

Seeing Yan Shuai's frowning like this, Xiaomeng said lightly: "I see worry in your eyes. ”

Yan Shuai was taken aback, and quickly suppressed his sorrow, and said with a smile: "What do I have to worry about? I have waded through the blood rain, and I have also blown the bloody wind." ”

Xiaomeng glanced at Yan Shuai coldly, she had known Yan Shuai for a long time, how could the latter's thoughts be hidden from her?

At this moment, Yan Shuai suddenly spoke: "Xiaomeng, I don't know if you still remember listening to Yuxuan?"

Before Xiaomeng could respond to anything, Shi Dabiao, who was talking to Qu Lixian about wine, Xu was sharp, and when he heard the words, he was drunk and said: "The illusion is vast, and once you meet, you will never forget." Smile when you meet, why don't you know each other?"

As he spoke, Shi Dabiao raised the wine jar in his hand, as if he was inviting wine.

Xiao Meng glared at Shi Dabiao with a cold face, then turned to look at Yan Shuai and said, "Why are you mentioning Yuxuan?"

Yan Shuai said: "I've seen him." ”

Xiaomeng was stunned for a moment, her thoughts were tossing and turning, and she dreamed back to her old age.

Once upon a time, there was a mountain named Wu, the top of Wushan, there was a pavilion in the fall, the name was Tingyuxuan, there was a lake at the foot of the mountain, it was called Tingyu Lake.

She once met Yan Shuai and Leng Xuan in Listening to Yuxuan.

In the drinking hall of several people, they are holding chess, all beings are the game, the piano is pleasant, and the heaven and earth are the strings.

On that day, the frost scattered and flew late, the dry lotus listened to the rain, the top of the Xuan, the light rain was misty, the clouds were gone, the sky was full of stars, and the pond was watery.

Xiaomeng didn't know that person, just as that person hadn't inquired about their origins, but at this moment, Yan Shuai suddenly mentioned the old thing, and didn't know what he meant?

Seeing that Xiaomeng was silent, Yan Shuai said: "His name is Chi Banyun, and he is the owner of the heavy building!"

Hearing the word "heavy building", the look on Xiaomeng's face became even more puzzled, but Wo Yue and the others on the side were surprised.

Tianyi still stood silently, the evening breeze was blowing, and his long hair was scattered, and he was far away from the expedition robe hunting.

Wu Wu and the others listened silently, they had been to the Nine-Story Building, and they had also seen Chi Banyun, but they didn't know what Yan Shuai and Xiaomeng had to do with it.

At this moment, Qu Liyan suddenly spoke: "Chonglou is very mysterious, and its strength is strong, even if it is not as good as the Sifang Pavilion, I am afraid it is a lot worse." ”

After Qu Liyan said this, Xiaomeng suddenly came to his senses, stared at Yan Shuai and said, "Ugly Shuai, aren't you thinking about winning over Chonglou? Don't forget, we just met him in Pingshui." ”

Yan Shuai smiled and said, "We are indeed only meeting with him, but in his heart, there is a figure that will last forever!"

Hearing this, Xiaomeng's face changed drastically, and he said sternly, "What do you mean?"

Yan Shuai stopped, and then sighed, knowing that what he said was indeed a bit excessive.

At this moment, Tianyi, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "Senior Yan Shuai, haven't you forgotten your identity?"

Tianyi's words were quite cold, and everyone shuddered when they heard it.

Yan Shuai didn't do anything, only smiled bitterly, he and Xiaomeng knew very well in their hearts that going to Dengyun was not just a simple battle that could be ended.

The moon travels in the sky and clouds, bright as a wheel, the road is suspicious of frost and snow, and the forest dwells with white feathers.

Tianyi and his entourage were carried by Daqing, sweeping the mountains and rivers and passing by, occasionally hearing the sound of flying in pairs, and the mountains were quiet.

Unconsciously, the moon is hidden and the stars are sinking, the morning dawn, under the slanting skylight, the drizzle is slightly weeping, and the oblique wind is gradually rising.

The raindrops are invisible, and they can't be counted.

The rain was falling, and the confusion was long, but it couldn't cover Tianyi's eyes, and his eyes stared straight ahead, where it was Middle Earth and Dengyun.

At this time, the rain was still falling, and in the depths of the sky, there was a sudden burst of lightning and thunder -- "Crack!"

Immediately after, a figure appeared out of thin air, it was a man, he had not arrived, but the voice had already come: "A play, one step to the end of the world, one step to the cape." ”

Even if the rain is hazy, it can't hide his heavy makeup.

The man has a pool of clear eyes like water, a touch of smoke like eyebrows, and a trace of shallow grievance between his eyebrows, which seems to be pure and sad.

He slowly walked towards Tianyi and the others, with a touch of sadness and sideburns, and his sleeves were dancing with sorrow.

In the rain, the man came to Tianyi and the others from the silhouette of time with a wisp of melancholy and a gaze.

The man smiled, smiling like a flower.

He floated in red sleeves, and his voice was melodious: "The purple and red are all over the place, and after all, they are all paid to the broken well." The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, whose yard is the pleasure?"

As he spoke, he looked at Tianyi meaningfully, but his body stood quietly.

Seeing this bewitching person, Wo Yue and the other swordsmen of the Ten Directions were vigilant and stood up one after another to gaze.

Wo Yue said: "Who is Your Excellency, why don't you show your true appearance?"

The man said: "I'm just a play, how can there be any true appearance in the play? What I have is only the frost in the play, the wind and rain in the play, and the troubles of that corner of the world." ”

Wo Yue was about to speak, but was stopped by Tianyi's gaze.

Tianyi smiled slightly, with bitterness and helplessness in his smile, and said, "Senior actor, why are you here too?"

When he said this, Tianyi looked at Qu Liyan.

The opera is moving in the air, his posture is like a gentle wind blowing willows, and his teeth are like a light song and swallow language, and he said: "Don't forget, have you forgotten that I regard the drama as my life? Where there is a play, there is a play, and as far as the drama is concerned, it is difficult to escape the fatigue of running around in this life." ”

After the words stopped, his person had already flown down to Daqing's dragon's back.

Tianyi said: "Senior, do you know that in the next scene, don't go far away from the verdant and verdant, and escape the clouds and cuixuan and the smoke and waves to paint the boat?"

The drama smiled and said, "I didn't forget to say that the drama is in the morning and twilight, the drama is in the rain and the wind, and the drama is stained with blood in the rivers and mountains?"

Tianyi sighed softly, knowing that it was difficult to persuade him to return to the play, let alone that he had acquiesced to Qu Li's peers.

Seeing that Tianyi was silent, the actor turned to look at Qu Liyan.

After receiving the eyes of the play, Qu Liyan said: "Play, don't you worry that the play is too shallow, but too deep into the play, and you end up desolate and very haggard?"

The drama smiled: "Brother Li, don't worry about me, I'm just a play, even if I end up desolate and haggard, it's natural." ”

At this moment, Shi Dabiao's sigh suddenly came: "In and out of the play, they are all persistent, obsessed with truth, and obsessed with emptiness." ”

After that, he ignored the charming eyes of the play, and drank on the altar.

Tianyi was full of helplessness, he stopped looking, and then sat down, closed his eyes and concentrated.

The drama was left, and his powder-faced peach blossoms and sleeve-rolled swallows left a deep impression on Wo Yue and others.

The twilight smoke is blowing, and the rain is fading away.

Two days later, Tianyi and the others walked out of that piece of clouds and water.

Along the way, the drama will sing and sing from time to time, and even dance a piece of water sleeve green ping, which is helpless.

At this moment, the sunset is sinking in the west, the twilight is green smoke, looking back into the distance, you can only see that the green mountains are white outside, and the remaining yellow is dotted with thousands of piles of snow.

Facing Tianyi and others, it was a green plum forest, the forest sea was vast and vast, beautiful and colorful, verdant.

Shi Dabiao looked at the green eyes, and couldn't help but sigh with interest: "The clouds are twilight, but there is nothing to do, the clouds are sad, the rain is wet and cloudy, and the wind is more." The forest ravine destroys the sea waves, and there are no mountains and rivers in a bleak color. ”

Tianyi smiled leisurely and said, "Brother Da Biao, aren't the mountains and rivers right in front of you?"

Shi Dabiao paused, and said matter-of-factly: "Mountains and rivers are in my heart." ”

Before Tianyi could continue to speak, Qianye had already interjected: "Brother Da Biao, the mountains and rivers in your heart are the mountains and rivers rendered by wine, what color do they have?"

Shi Dabiao pondered for a moment and responded: "It depends on my mood when I drink." ”

Wu Wangdao: "Dean Da Biao, at this scene, why don't you play a flute for us? The tone of the cicada whistle is still evocative!"

Everyone vividly remembers that night—the moon, the stars, and the deep sky.

The sound of the flute, melodious and fluttering, continues to echo, as if lingering with infinite reverie and thoughts, slowly soaring.

It dances gracefully and lightly with the clouds, turning the noise like the chirping of cicadas into a splendid tapestry, a silent spiritual scroll, and a fresh and mysterious nature.....

The faint sound of the flute is empty and quiet.

Every time I thought about it, everyone felt that their hearts were washed, and they fell into an ethereal silence for no reason.

Shi Dabiao didn't blow the cicada whistle again after all, he only drank wine, silently, and the whole person suddenly became silent.

After nightfall, Tianyi and others shuttled through the verdant forest sea, the rising moon in the east, I don't know when it has quietly climbed to the western canopy, it is full of brilliance, everything is covered with sunset.

At this time, Tianyi and the others stopped on a relatively empty plain, and not far in front of them, there was a small building shrouded in the moonlight.

As far as the eye can see, you can see vine branches, vines over the fence, quietly climbing up the small building.

There, there are faded paper windows, falling dust, and the years seem to wander and sigh softly.

Tianyi and the others looked at each other, and on the small building, there were also two people watching by the railing, looking at each other, it can be seen that they are two people, one old and one strong.

After seeing Tianyi and the others, the figures of the old man and the strong man disappeared in a flash, and when they appeared, the two had already come to the plain.

Seeing this, Wo Yue and the other swordsmen of the ten directions had already made horizontal ditches and vertical gullies, and they felt an extremely faint aura on the old man's body, and that breath was extremely dangerous and powerful.

Before Wo Yue and the others could make a move, the old man had already stared at Tianyi and said, "Don't forget Xiaoyou, we meet again!"

Tianyi smiled and said, "Senior Hong shouldn't be waiting for us here, right?"

The old man is none other than Tuoba Hong of the Tuoba clan, and the strong man beside him is Tuoba Lie.

Tuoba Hong's head was raised, and Tuoba Lie beside him was a little impatient.

Tianyi said: "I don't know what is the matter with Hong's predecessors waiting for me?"

Tuoba Hong said: "Don't forget Xiaoyou's trip, but you want to go to the land of Middle-earth?"

Tianyi nodded.

Tuoba Hong smiled and said, "Xiaoyou also knows that the Sun Moon Lake, the clan land of my Tuoba First Clan, is also in the land of Middle-earth. ”

Tianyi frowned slightly, and said, "Senior Hong, do you want to go with us?"

Tuoba Hong said: "I don't know if you don't mind if you don't forget?"

Tianyi said: "If you enter Middle-earth, your predecessors will return to Sun Moon Lake?"

Tuoba Hong said: "What do you think?"

Tianyi was silent, and the more he understood what Tuoba Hong said, the more he felt that something was wrong.

In desperation, Tianyi had no choice but to acquiesce.

Wo Yue and the others were silent, and their hearts were already shocked, in a short period of time, Tianyi's side, there were constantly strong people appearing, and the intention of these strong people seemed to be the same as them.

On this night, the silver man was all over the place, the stars were misty, the wind returned to the clouds, and the red was broken.

Tianyi and his entourage walked through the lush forest sea, looking back at the way they came, sad and joyful.

They stepped on the dead branches and leaves, walked through the fallen trees, the wind came and went, and the wind went and mottled with the shadows of the trees.

The morning dew was dripping green, the mist was deep, and Tianyi and the others walked out of the sea of green plum forests.

At this time, what appeared in everyone's eyes was a majestic mountain and river.

Here, the peaks are long, the trees are verdant, the forests are deep and the grass is lush, and the trees are lush and lush.

Here, the spring stream is clear, galloping and jumping, spraying beads and spitting jade, sonorous and pleasant.

Tianyi and the others stopped on top of a mountain stream, looking at the great rivers and mountains, only to feel a wave of Fang Xuan's awe-inspiring spirit.

Wu Yi looked into the distance, his eyes were covered with verdant, and he sighed: "The endless forest and sea blue waves, where is the end?"

Shi Dabiao paused and said with a smile: "You should ask, who is the master of the ups and downs of this vast land?"

Wu Yi smiled, his eyes involuntarily looking at Tianyi.

At this moment, Tianyi is also looking far away, he is wearing a linen robe and a graceful body, but he is not moved by the oncoming wind.

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