Chanjuan's talent in music is excellent, Lin Feng only taught her once yesterday, and she can play the moving piano sound like mountains and rivers.

Among the petals flying in the sky, the beautiful sound of the piano was swirling, Lin Feng was dressed in white like snow, and the sword in his hand was as clear as water, and he was dancing with a very elegant sword.

A thrush passively listened to the sound of the piano and landed on the Xing Muqin.

Chanjuan didn't drive it away, still immersed in playing the piano and watching the dragon swordsmanship.

Gradually, more birds came, and it can be said that hundreds of birds came to the pilgrimage, and the scene was quite spectacular. After a long time, Lin Feng stopped dancing the sword and returned the sword like a sheath. The sound of the dingdong piano gradually stopped, Chanjuan's eyes as clear as autumn water stared at Lin Feng, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that your swordsmanship can not only fight, but also be in such perfect harmony with the qin sound, without losing its elegance." ”

"The sword is a gentleman among weapons, no different from the guqin, and the real kendo also needs to be comprehended with a pure heart, so the perception of the rhythm will also promote the breakthrough of the comprehension of the kendo. Lin Feng smiled.

Chanjuan nodded thoughtfully, but just after watching the swordsmanship for a while, she couldn't learn anything, she understood that the profound swordsmanship contained incomparably subtle mysteries, and she couldn't rush it.

"When I go back, I'll let my brother teach me some basic swordsmanship. Chanjuan said.

"That's not bad, although my dragon slaying sword technique is too brave and cares about the indomitable momentum, which is not suitable for your cultivation, but if you encounter confusion in your cultivation in the future, you can come to me for advice. Lin Feng smiled.

Then the two of them walked side by side in the sea of midsummer flowers, all kinds of strange flowers, each of which Lin Feng couldn't name, and the radiant brilliance emitted was very bright.

The change of day and night in the Hidden Dragon Valley Barrier is three hours, and at this time it has already fallen at night, and there is no moon here. Suspended in the sky were not real stars, but some huge crystals containing majestic energy.

Star-studded, shining on the endless flowers of the midsummer sea of flowers, it is much less prosperous and gorgeous than during the day, and is replaced by fresh and elegant. In such a quiet night, the white flowers are more conspicuous.

The chirping of crickets came and went, and the charm of midsummer became stronger.

Chanjuan picked a bunch of elegant snow-white irises and held them in her hands, her beauty and elegant irises set off each other, making people fall in love and feel a wonderful situation.

Lin Feng lay leisurely on the sea of flowers, pillowing his hands, looking up at the deep night sky. Estimate if the distance between yourself and the stars is really that far away.

Chanjuan did the same, feeling quite relaxed and comfortable.

The people who live in the Hidden Dragon Valley have long been accustomed to such a leisurely and comfortable rhythm of life.

"When will your brother come back, will he encounter unforeseen dangers when he goes to the jungle to tame the dragon?" Lin Feng suddenly asked.

"There shouldn't be any great danger, after all, his father is taking him with him. After the martial artists in each tribe reach the realm of the Nine Golden Pills of Blood Condensation, they have to go to the jungle to tame a giant dragon as a mount!" Chanjuan blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "With such strong strength, you can also try to catch a giant dragon." ”

"I don't have to, after all, the silver dragon is no worse than the dragon in the jungle. Lin Feng said.

"Not necessarily. My father's mount, the Thunder Dragon, has the strength of the late stage of Jindan, and its explosive power should be stronger than your Silver Jiao. As far as I know. Legend has it that the dragons in the jungle are all descendants of Emperor Xuanyuan's dragon legion in ancient times. Chanjuan said.

Lin Feng still had some convincing, after all, the Sacred Altar Secret Realm in the Hidden Dragon Valley had the inheritance of the Ancient Emperor Xuanyuan, and it was very possible to leave some dragons with the blood of the Divine Dragon in the jungle.

Feeling a little tired, they fell asleep in the sea of flowers, and this sleep was very deep. The refreshing fragrance of flowers surrounds the heart, and the crickets chirp one after another. The slight moisture from the dew makes the air cooler.

The next morning, three hours later, the warm sun shone on his body, and Lin Feng woke up and opened his eyes. Seeing the colorful sea of flowers, he sighed: "Let's go see the drunken elves, if they wake up, they can say goodbye!"

"Do you want my father to take you to the tribe's martial arts holy land and sacred altar secret realm?" Chanjuan smiled.

"That's smart, that's what I mean. Lin Feng nodded.

As a result, when they came to the river, more than a dozen elves who had drunk the secret monkey wine had woken up and did not use any special method to relieve their hangover, and they were washing their faces by the river at the moment.

"Maybe it's because the aroma is too strong in the sea of flowers and the ventilation is not very good, so it's hard to wake up. By the river, the air flows very well, and without the influence of the rich aroma, the wine can quickly dissipate with the wind. Lin Feng analyzed.

"Lin Feng, your method is really good. If you hadn't said that you would have moved them to the river, I really don't know how Lu Dao would have woken them up from drunkenness!" the elven patriarch laughed.

"It's good to wake up, I'm really sorry for this!" Lin Feng said very gracefully, "Since this matter is over, I will go back to the tribe with Chanjuan." ”

Then they waved goodbye to the elves of the Midsummer Flower Sea, and put the two butterfly fairies into the soul contract scroll, and stepped on the boat again, but fortunately, the river flow was extremely slow, and there was not much hindrance to going upstream.

"Lin Gongzi is really a special person, but it's a pity that he only left after a day. An elf sighed faintly.

"He is a foreign monk after all, and this is just a stop on his journey, and no one can hold him back. The elven patriarch said, "Maybe in the future, when Miss Chanjuan separates from him, she will be sad." ”

The distant mountains are like daisies, the lotus flowers on the bank are in full bloom, and a small river like a jade belt winds and turns, and the boat is moving forward in it. Lin Feng rowed the oars leisurely, and the ripples spread around in circles.

Chanjuan held a lotus flower in her hand, looked at Lin Feng's back, and listened to the sound of flowing water, although she felt that her thoughts were very brave, but she felt that as long as she kept it like this, she would feel at peace in her heart.

Of course, Lin Feng didn't think about some children's affections, his mind was on the inheritance of Emperor Xuanyuan in the secret realm of the Holy Altar, and there was also a main purpose for coming to Hidden Dragon Valley this time, which was to invite some masters to deal with the Aoki City Lord who had turned into a demon.

"I hope that in the Martial Arts Holy Land of the tribe, there are really some masters who are willing to go with me to slay demons and eliminate demons, otherwise the strength of the Aoki City Lord is too strong, and I am really not very sure about dealing with him. Lin Feng was still worried about the safety of the brothers and sisters of the Jiuding Sect, as well as friends such as Jin Yiwei and Elder Xu.

Half an hour later, the boat finally carried them back to the valley, jumped ashore from the boat, and returned to the tribe along the mountain road that stretched upward.

Surrounded by the verdant old trees and the houses made of bamboo and wood, the tribe is very lively, because many hunters have returned, bringing back many prey.

Chanjuan's father and brother returned, and they were welcomed by the clansmen and walked into the house. (To be continued......)