The breeze blows for nine days, and the white clouds are long.

The back of a handsome man sat on the edge of the cliff, his white clothes fluttering, and his long black and silky hair was wrapped in half with a white silk, but it still couldn't stop it from fluttering in the wind and dancing in the wind.

A long piano in front of him fluctuated at his fingertips, the guqin was silver, white and light blue, as cold as ice, crystal clear. The strings are like ice silk, quite beautiful.

The sound of the piano is pure and elegant, clear and far-reaching. The bass is like a fresh breeze, and the water in the mountains is bubbling, which is refreshing. The treble is like mountains and flowing water, roaring mightily.

The afterglow of the chant is subtle and long, ethereal and changeable, sometimes like human language, and can be dialogued.

The overtones are like the sky, the scattered sounds are on the same ground, the sound is like people, and the heavens, the earth and people are three.

"Groaning ......"

Dozens of sparrows flew in, some like blood scarlet, some like the sea and sky blue, and some like green and green......

They danced around the figure, and from time to time peach blossom petals flew in, swirling and dancing with it. Xiang Yu instigated, scattered a little colored light, particularly brilliant and colorful.

He seems to be one with the human piano, but also into the heaven and earth, in harmony with the avenue, natural and easy-going.

The wind is arrogant and extraordinary.

The sound of the piano calms the mind, allowing you to forget the troubles of the red dust, forget the passage of time, and immerse yourself in the beautiful sound of the piano.

"Po ......"

The sound of the piano is long, and the aftermath is rippling for nine days.

"Plop ......"

The sound of the piano was set, and the sparrow dispersed with a bang.

The light figure smiled lightly.

"Huh?" the figure was stunned!

There was still a sparrow on his shoulder that didn't fly away, and stayed there.

Compared to other sparrows, this one is slightly smaller. A silver feather was as bright and supple as silk, his big eyes flashed, looking at Ji Mingyuan, he chirped crisply, as if he was still unsatisfied, and he wanted to listen.

"It's not today, go home early, little one!" the young man's refreshing, gentle voice sounded. The white-skinned slender fingertips tapped the little guy's forehead, and then it flew in front of him and spun around, reluctantly flying away.

The young man smiled and got up with the long qin.

As soon as he turned his head, his long hair danced, his delicate face was revealed, his eyebrows were picturesque, his skin was white, his eyes were as tender as water, warm as jade, delicate and handsome, so that women were ashamed of their softness, and the scholarly atmosphere was permeated.

Ji Mingyuan smiled slightly, gentle and refreshing, and walked with a flick of the long qin.

"Teacher, haven't you cracked it yet?" Ji Mingyuan smiled and walked forward.

In front of him, a peach tree dances in the wind, the ancient tree is towering, extending to the sky, and the branches are like a dragon lying down, vigorous and ancient, domineering and awe-inspiring.

The breeze came slowly, and the petals fluttered with the wind, falling slowly to the ground.

Under the peach tree, a chessboard is placed on a stone table, with black and white seeds alternating vertically and horizontally, and several petals scattered on it.

Next to it, there is a gourd wine jug, which has long been opened, and the aroma of the wine is rippling, like a thousand-year-old wine, and the aroma of the wine is refreshing, making people intoxicated, but no one drinks it.

"Ah...... There, there?" the old drunkard scratched his head and anxiously flipped through an ancient book called "Peach Blossom Spring Yipu", which was quaint and slightly shabby, but spotless.

"Hey...... Don't look at it, you win. The old drunkard's face fell, and he looked bitter. The white clothes are loose, but they are also clean, not like before.

He picked up the flask in front of him and took a few sips, causing his face to blush slightly.

Ji Mingyuan strolled over, put down the long qin gently, and stroked his sleeves. In the chess box next to the old drunkard, the index and middle fingers pinched a sunspot and gently pressed it on the chessboard.

"Huh?" the old drunkard hurriedly lay down on the stone table, staring at the chessboard with wide eyes.

"I see! " The old drunkard suddenly realized, and laughed and praised.

"Master, I'm going to buy groceries!" Ji Mingyuan looked at him and smiled softly, and turned to leave.

"Go, bring me a bottle of peach blossom brew!" the old drunkard waved his hand without replying, took a sip of wine and was still looking at the chessboard, humming in amazement.

"Okay!" Ji Mingyuan replied with a smile and walked forward.

Waiting for Ji Mingyuan to walk away, the old drunkard turned his head and looked at Ji Mingyuan's back deeply.

"It's been ten years! you've grown up, and it's time for you to go out and see!" the old drunkard sighed, and then relieved.

Ten years later, Ji Mingyuan is already sixteen years old, with a tall posture, handsome and handsome, and has become a handsome and handsome young man.

Recalling that at the beginning, Ji Mingyuan still lived in a tree hole in the deep mountains, making a living by fishing under the waterfall, crossing the street like a mouse, everyone disliked it, annoyed people, and avoided it.

"Are you really willing to let him go?" a faint laugh sounded faintly from the side, like a ghost, without a trace, suddenly appeared, which made people frightened.

"How can you be willing?" the old drunkard smiled, not shocked, as if he had already known about his arrival.

Ten years was like a dream, and when he woke up, he found that he had long since passed away, and he had raised Ji Mingyuan as his own son in the past ten years, how could he be willing to let him go?

A white-clothed fluttering fairy, majestic hair, quite stout, a head of three thousand silver hair like a waterfall falling, only to see a middle-aged man, only in his twenties, fairy bones, super dusty, with a trace of vicissitudes in his eyes.

"Then why don't you let him go?" asked the man in white.

He knew that the world was dangerous, and Ji Mingyuan might have to worry about his life when he went out, but it was good for him to stay by his side, he believed that the old drunkard had the ability to teach Ji Mingyuan to be above the top.

"Are the golden scales a thing in the pool?" the old drunkard smiled lightly.

He knew what the man in white meant? Why didn't he know? But was it really good to stay around?

"How can a child under his wings spread his wings and fly high for nine days?" haha...... "The old drunkard drank and laughed, free and easy, naturally.

"......" The man in white was silent.

"Who is the emperor of the Great Wilderness Immortal Gu?" the old drunkard asked as he looked at the sky from afar, and his arrogance was dry, and the sky was mighty for nine days.

"It's just my sword!A peerless sword!Slash the sky!Slash the earth!Slay the immortals!Slay the ancient enemy!Hahahaha......"

The old drunkard laughed like a sword, clanging, and the laughter echoed towards the sky......

Ji Mingyuan walked down the stone steps, smiled lightly, the spring breeze was ten miles, and the peach blossoms flew down.

The stone steps are like a ladder, stretching and twisting, long and without seeing the end. There are a whole row of peach trees planted on both sides, the peach trees are tall and straight, up to more than ten meters, and the peach blossoms are scattered on the ground and on the stone steps. Inside, there are dense ancient trees, and there are spirit animals from time to time, which are naturally easy-going, and they are not afraid to see people.

Ji Mingyuan walked through the flowers and walked for several miles, only then did he reach the foot of the mountain, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

In front of him is a large river dozens of meters wide, flowing water, sparkling, the water surface is flat at the beginning of the clouds, and the feet are low.

The water depth is less than two feet one, clear to the bottom, you can clearly see the pebbles of the water, the rocks are piled up, the fish fly to the bottom, and swim leisurely.

"Poof!!"

From time to time, a fish jumps up and makes a large splash, which shines silver in the sunlight and still causes ripples when it falls into the water.

Everything grows, clear and refined, natural and serene.

Ji Mingyuan stepped on the rocks, stretched to the opposite bank, and crossed the big river.

"Brother Mingyuan!" There was a little girl on the other side shouting and waving to say hello.

Running into the river, the trouser legs rolled up high, the river soaking the calves.

She was surrounded by her little friends, a girl and four boys.

Immature and cute, with a smile on her face, she is sunny, innocent, innocent and flawless.

"Erya!" Ji Mingyuan shouted from afar, waving his hand to say hello.

"Brother Mingyuan!"

"Brother Mingyuan!"

"Brother!"

......

Several children looked at Ji Mingyuan in surprise and waved their hands and shouted!

Ji Mingyuan smiled, very gently, and shook his hand in response.

When Ji Mingyuan walked to the other side, a bunch of children ran over, stupid.

"Erya, did you catch a fish today?" Ji Mingyuan stretched out his hand, covered Erya's head with a smile, and rubbed it gently.

"Hehe, I caught three!" Erya smiled, raised her chin, and said very arrogantly, smiling brightly.

"Oops! that's amazing!" Ji Mingyuan was slightly surprised, smiling and rubbing her head.

"I've caught four!" a boy shouted with a waving hand, as if he was afraid that Ji Mingyuan wouldn't see him.

"I'm two!" said a little boy with a snot still hanging on his nose, waving his hand, and feeling weak.

......

Ji Mingyuan responded with a smile one by one.

"Xiaorou, how many have you caught?" Ji Mingyuan smiled and looked at a little girl not far away.

The little girl was dressed in plain clothes, unpretentious, standing silently in the distance, looking at Ji Mingyuan, and did not approach.

"Shijo!" Xiao Rou said softly, her voice soft, delicate, and seemed to carry a hint of melancholy.

"That's amazing!" Ji Mingyuan said with a smile, tilting his head slightly in approval.

"Hmm!" Xiao Rou said with more sparkle in her eyes.

Ji Mingyuan smiled, as the name suggests, Xiao Rouren is very weak and lonely, but fortunately there is a group of lively, cheerful, and kind good partners.

"Brother Mingyuan, are you going to go grocery shopping, why don't I give you a fish?" asked the second girl with a grin.

"You can eat it yourself, or you won't grow fat or not!" Ji Mingyuan said, strolling forward, gently pushing away the group of little guys.

"Nonsense, people are not fat!" the second girl snorted angrily, pouting, and puffed up.

Ji Mingyuan smiled and shook his head slightly.

Getting rid of a bunch of clingy little guys, Ji Mingyuan continued to move forward.

Into town!

Prosperous, people come and go, and the river is endless!

The hawker has been setting up stalls for ten years, and after ten years, his sideburns are slightly white, and the corners of his eyes and forehead are wrinkled slightly.

The old man in the teahouse was talking and laughing, telling about his great achievements in going out to practice and conquering the world. Dancing and dancing, quite excited, the people around him were also drinking tea and watching, from time to time in amazement, from time to time burst into laughter.

Walking forward, Ji Mingyuan stopped and looked at a street stall beside him.

There were a lot of things on it, knives, swords, herbs...... All kinds, dazzling to watch. All of them are flawed, but they all exude clear light, quite sacred, and mysterious.

"Hey, young man, I see that your bones are amazing, your talent is extraordinary, and a dragon aura is faintly dancing on your body, and at first glance, you are the reincarnation of the peerless immortal king!"

"You are destined for me, I will give you a weapon, you can pick whatever you want, not much, only two gold coins!" The old man who set up the stall laughed, smiled brightly, and his face bloomed.

Ji Mingyuan smiled and said Okay, why do you want two gold coins? Ji Mingyuan slandered his heart.

But he smiled and walked over......

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