Qingning danced, the Taoist spirit lasted forever, everyone was still excited, and the light in the field had changed.

But I saw a touch of bright and clear light from the dome, just like a full moon hanging in the sky, the light and shadow projection was like a fog, faintly visible fairy E's wonderful state, and the nose felt the fragrance of osmanthus in a trance.

Where the moonlight falls, a light drum beat sounds, accompanied by a low horn, are intertwined into a string of melodies full of exotic customs.

The rhythm of the jumps is like a spark that ignites in the mountains, reflecting the night sky as bright as day.

On the top of the mountains, a majestic palace city stands in the sky, and the city is full of clear moonlight, as if the legendary god descended to the secret realm.

In the increasingly dense drum beat, listen to the melodious sound of the four-string plucking, which is especially smart against the horn, and the moonlight seems to be pulled and transformed into more brilliant colors.

Suddenly, a red shadow came by the clouds and the moon, the gorgeous silver crown was dazzling, the exquisite clothes and ornaments were shining, and when the foot fell to the ground, the body turned around quickly, and the flying skirt bloomed a gorgeous camellia, which instantly became the focus of the audience.

The second to appear on the stage was naturally Fang Ruxin, who changed into a new set of dance clothes, the color is still bright red, but the shape is more refined.

The white arms, the slender waist, especially the slender jade legs, are all generously displayed, which shows the youthful charm of the girl.

Rao is Mu Yun has no evil thoughts in his heart, but at first glance, he still can't help but be dazzled, and when he was secretly calling Amitabha Buddha, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he dared to cover his eyes.

Mu Yunden was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, he heard Xiao Lei snort in a deep voice: "You are not allowed to look at it." ”

Mu Yun silently swallowed a mouthful of old blood, and struggled to himself: "Don't worry about the sky, I am a righteous gentleman, just appreciation, never think nonsense." ”

Xiao Lei snorted and said angrily: "I believe you are a ghost, you are a big carrot very bad, in short, you are not allowed to see it." ”

Mu Yunzhi wanted to cry without tears, so he could only listen to the silk and bamboo tunes and imagine Fang Ruxin's graceful dance.

With the dizzying continuous rotation, Fang Ruxin gradually lowered his body, and finally clasped his hands and looked up at the sky, which was the brightest place of the moonlight, the source of countless beautiful legends.

Fang Ruxin's gaze was calm and firm, anyone could feel the power of faith from it, and she slowly stretched out her hands to meet the dreamlike and quiet moonlight.

The slender white fingers are gently pinched, like a pair of peacocks looking at each other, and the peacocks on the screen are gorgeous and square, bathed in the light of the bright moon.

Fang Ruxin's agile arms, sometimes raised, sometimes low, sometimes separated, sometimes crossed, the two peacocks showed their own style and competed for beauty, dancing in the light veil of the moonlight.

Yuehua is selfless, and Puji is alive.

At the moment when the light was the brightest, the two peacocks seemed to be reborn, making an incomparably crisp chirp, and at the same time flapping their wings and flying high, rushing towards the moonlight.

Suddenly, I saw Fang Ruxin's heart jump, his toned body was completely opened, and he danced enthusiastically.

The snow white under the fiery red, every inch is full of surging vitality, rushing out from the deepest part of the body, nothing can stop it, only be infected by this vitality.

Xiao Lei looked at Fang Ruxin intently, and before he knew it, his face was flushed, and he couldn't help but want to dance.

The rest of the women also swayed in their hearts, especially Miss Yafei, who was fascinated and subconsciously twisted her waist, as if dancing with Fang Ruxin, for fear that she would regret quitting this competition.

When the sound of the piano and the drum horn converged to the climax, Fang Ruxin's dance steps came to an abrupt end, her hands were held to the atrium, and she stood on tiptoe to gaze at the bright moon in the sky.

The scene frozen at this moment is like the intersection of man and god, inheriting the mantra of Yuehua.

Fang Ruxin's expression was extremely reverent, and he knelt down towards Yuehua, raising his hands from his heart, as if he was sacrificing his whole body and mind.

The drum breaks, the trumpet, the piano, the red shadow gradually fades into the night, only the remaining moon blesses Jiuli.

Just as everyone was still reminiscing about Fang Ruxin's dance, the light in the field suddenly changed again, and suddenly the brilliant golden light sprinkled from the dome, and the dazzling golden sun replaced the white moon, and the whole hall became bright.

In the center of the hall stood a sassy beauty, dressed in a golden dress, which was gorgeous.

Mu Yun endured it for a long time, noticed the changes in sound and light, and quickly brushed away Xiao Lei's little hand covering his eyes.

I saw Wei Ting's clothes fluttering, holding a long sword in each hand, the sword in his left hand behind his back, and the sword in his right hand across his chest.

The moment the sound of the Qingyue Qin sounded, the golden shadow danced with it, the two swords were divided into yin and yang, and the pure sword qi naturally burst out, which made people feel excited.

Wei Ting's sword moves are like a leisurely stroll, but each move contains the wisdom of the sword, and the posture is graceful and stretched, which is secretly in line with the image of respecting heaven and law.

"In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, who danced with a sword and moved in all directions. The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time. ”

This peerless poem is a perfect portrayal of this moment.

Wei Tingshang's sword blade is full of essence, lined with the golden afterglow of Ambilight, and it has its own pure saint atmosphere.

The afterimage of the sword blade swept by, connecting into a golden light net, as if she was wearing a xia robe, which was extremely bright and dazzling.

As the sound of the piano gradually became high-pitched, Wei Tingsheng's dance steps gradually accelerated, and the two swords rotated alternately, shining with ten steps of sword light.

The sword qi was agitated between the square inches, making the embellishments on Wei Ting's dress flutter wantonly, and her whole person was like a golden phoenix, fluttering her wings and flying under the scorching sun and clear sky.

Fengming Mountain, a thousand years of pride, where the sword is pointing, who can match it?

The golden phoenix fights against the clouds, and the Nine Heavens Immortal God has to look sideways for it, but it is not enough to break the thunder in a blink of an eye, even if there are thousands of bombardments, it still moves forward bravely.

"If Yi shoots nine sunsets, it is like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light. ”

The top sword moves that have been tempered for thousands of years, without the slightest redundancy, and every subtle change in movement and static, is the excellence after exhaustion, and it is perfect in the beginning and turn.

The most enjoyable sword intent is the purest aesthetic display, Wei Ting's body and sword are one, where the intention is the sword, the heart is the sword, the sword is the sword, the sword move is like flowing water, and it is already wonderful.

The golden sword light continues to rise, and finally converges into a brilliant sea of light, in which all things in the heavens are born, there seems to be a giant kun leaping, there seems to be a big peng hitting the water, there seems to be a cow swallowing the sea, there seems to be a tree reaching the sky, and the mysterious scene is breathtaking.

Flawless and flawless, the sword is not a sword.

It is no longer a simple sword dance, but the heart of heaven and earth that evolves with a sword heart.

Everyone looked at Wei Tingsheng's dancing, and they felt that their hearts and minds were going to merge with it, and they were reverberated in the harmony of creation.

The sound of the piano gradually turned low, and the strange phenomenon also ended, Wei Tingshang stopped and held the sword, the peerless wind beacon was comparable to the rebirth of Gongsun, until the golden sun above the dome ended, and there was still the posture of the nine heavens phoenix dance.

(End of chapter)