Li Yun saw that due to the sharp increase in the number of mortals who moved in, the immortal sects on the border have launched a new round of immortal seedling selection actions, for them, under the suppression of the external immortal sect, the sect has been weak for a long time, and even the source of immortal seedlings is about to dry up, of course, there is such an opportunity, of course, we must take advantage of it, if we can pick some good seedlings from it, it can bring new hope to the sect. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The opportunity was not easy to come by, of course, thanks to the efforts of the Great Zhou Shiding Mountain, if they had not let the Great Zhou settle down, it would have been impossible to bring such a good opportunity.

From the great changes that have taken place in the border, it can also be seen how important the high-end combat power is in the cultivation realm, and only if the high-end combat power can be suppressed, the cultivation sect below can get better development opportunities.

Dazhou is bordered by Dayan to the east, the ocean to the south, and Korea to the north, and the situation on all three sides is now excellent, but the situation in the west seems to be a little worse.

The west is bordered by Daqin, Dazhao and Daqi from north to south, and the strength of these three Terran regions is extremely strong, especially Daqin, which is the center of the Terran race, so just relying on Liang Ze and other eight gods, plus the borrowed fifteen demon clan powers, the strength is still far from enough, Shiding Mountain can only stabilize the existing border area and restore some vitality, it is impossible to recover the lost land and population from them.

Since the Divine Consciousness Ground Network had not yet fully covered the entire territory of the Great Zhou, Li Yun wandered around, took it back, and found that he could already see the Ten Ding Mountains of the Great Zhou!

"My lord, it seems that a meeting is being held in the Dingmeng Hall of Shiding Mountain to send off those fifteen demon clan powers!" Xiao Xing said.

"Oh, have you been borrowing it for a year?"

"It's still a little bit of time, but Da Zhou has basically stabilized, and they have made a lot of effort and hard work, so Liang Ze and the others decided to let them return to their respective sea areas first. ”

"I see!"

Li Yun concentrated his senses, carefully observed the situation of Shiding Mountain, and found that the ten giant tripods on the periphery were extraordinary, and he secretly praised them in his heart!

Soon, he entered the Dingmeng Hall and watched from the sidelines.

I saw that the inside of this hall was quite tall and wide, and it was a huge palace built according to a boundary tree, and the spiritual energy in the hall was rich, like a large spirit gathering array.

At this time, Liang Ze and a few people sat at the top, and the other gods and fifteen demon clan powers sat on both sides of the head, and there was a jade platform in front of each person, which was full of wine and delicacies, laughter, fairy music, dancing girls, flowing clouds and flying sleeves, and it was very lively...

"Huh?"

Li Yun saw this old friend, and he was also sitting in the first position at the moment, it seemed that his status in Da Zhou was really not low.

In addition, there are a few people on the top, who seem to be all gods and cultivators, and they should all be the hidden powers of the Great Zhou, and at such an important conference today, they were naturally invited by Liang Ze and them.

Li Yun knew that Yan Ruoxu was the head of the Great Zhou Feiyan Academy, and from his status, the status of the Feiyan Academy would not be low, and it was no problem to rank second.

As for the first one, of course, it is the Drifting Snow Academy, which has both Shen Youxi and Qinghong.

It seems that the banquet has been held for a while, and the polite words have long been finished, and the atmosphere in the hall has become quite leisurely and comfortable.

I saw that this person was wearing a robe with a red background, his hair was like flowing silk, his face was like white jade, his eyebrows were like clouds, his nose and lips were straight, and when he smiled, he showed a mouthful of smooth teeth, shining...

This person's appearance is comparable to Yang Qian, or even better, not only makes Li Yun a little suspicious of whether he is a man or a woman, even in the main hall, he naturally becomes the focus of attention, and all the demon clan powers almost cast envious glances at him from time to time.

"Year of the Turtle... It should be Zhou Guinian, the singer of Runyu Academy, that Yan Ruoxu once told me, right?" Li Yunxin said.

"My lord, this person is Zhou Guinian, the same as shown on the information!" Xiaoxing said.

I only heard Zhou Guinian smile and said: "I made a special trip here today to bid farewell to all the demon clan powers, and I should sing a song for you to express my gratitude to you for your great help!"

"Good!"

"I heard that Brother Turtle is a human singer, I must listen to it!"

"It's rare that Brother Turtle is so affectionate and righteous!"

"One song is too little, you need to sing a few more songs!!"

"Yes, it's better not to stop..."

These demon clans screamed excitedly, and they all looked a little impatient.

Even the gods on the side of Da Zhou are not calm, I didn't expect Zhou Guinian to be so happy to sing this time, it seems that he is indeed recognizing the achievements of Shiding Mountain this time!

The atmosphere in the hall was so warm that Zhou Guinian was a little surprised, and he came back to his senses and said, "Brother Qinghong, then please trouble you to accompany it!"

"No problem!" Qinghong said, taking out the jade flute.

Zhou Gui stood up as a young man, showing a tall posture, with long hair hanging down his waist, and a slight flutter...

With a flash of inspiration in his hand, a music score appeared, and he threw it to Qinghong and said, "Farewell to you today, just sing the first three songs!"

Qinghong took it, sensed it slightly, his eyes lit up, and said, "Okay!"

The jade flute is obliquely horizontal, the blue finger is slightly pressed, the light air is blowing, and the melodious flute sound flows out like flowing water, echoing inside and outside the hall...

Zhou Guinian's eyes seemed to be slightly drunk, his head was raised slightly, his mouth was slightly open, and his voice seemed to sound from the empty place, accompanied by the sound of a long flute, surrounding everyone's ears, revealing the hall, affecting the qi here, and producing a strong resonance...

The sound is heartbeat, the voice is like silk, attracting everyone's heartbeat, blending with the artistic conception of the lyrics, and involuntarily indulging in it.

A thin coolness suddenly rose, bleak and sorrowful, making people suddenly feel that they had come to the clear autumn, the autumn was strong, the autumn was sad, it was the sorrow of farewell...

A bang!

Zhou Guinian is extraordinary, and a few clear sounds let everyone come to the autumn atmosphere, and the song sounded, but it was a poem by Li Yun "Yulin Bell, Cold Cicada Poignant":

The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more so Kan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival! Where to wake up tonight? This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who can you talk to?

......

The sound is extremely wonderful, there seem to be colors, pictures, videos, temperatures, and strong emotional stories between people, which makes people feel like experiencing all kinds of feelings when the lyricist and friends part, endlessly, flowing into the heart...

Wow!

Everyone here listened to it as if they had experienced an emotional trial, and they were shrouded in sorrow and tears...

The flute sound turns from melodious to low, bringing people into the late autumn time.

The singing is also getting deeper, and the autumn wind makes people seem to hear the drifting leaves, see the ruined grass and trees, and the withered flowers...

The scenery is withered and withered, the heart is dry and thirsty, is there wine? Can you dispel your sorrows? Can you see the people you miss in the distance?

The voice is like crying, causing people to think, as if it is pouring out sorrow in your heart, but it is another poem by Li Yun "Su Musha: Nostalgia":

Blue clouds, yellow leaves. The autumn colors are continuous, and the waves are cold and smoky.

The mountains reflect the slanting sun and the sky receives water. The grass is ruthless, and it is even more outside the sun.

The soul of the dark country, chasing the thoughts. Unless night and night, good dreams leave people to sleep.

The bright moon building is high and rests alone. The wine entered the bowels and turned into lovesick tears.

......

Where is the wine?

While listening to this tear-jerking song, everyone involuntarily drank cup after cup, and tears rolled down involuntarily...

Soaked face, soaked clothes, soaked floor...

Those gods and demon clan powers suddenly found that listening to this song, the feelings between each other seemed to be sublimated rapidly, so that their hearts were filled with feelings of reluctance, and they couldn't bear the torture of parting sorrows, and unconsciously hugged each other...

The sound of the flute gradually became lower and deeper, rendering this melancholy to the extreme, and suddenly turning sharply, becoming a little peaceful and brisk.

Or wine, there are thousands of interpretations of the way in wine, which one do you want to talk about at this time?

There is no too enthusiastic binge drinking, no too lonely sorrow, only a tacit farewell to each other, cup after cup, cup after cup, don't stop, don't stop, tube full, tube enough...

I'm going to leave here soon, so let's have another drink, after leaving, maybe I won't see a friend like me again, this is, of course, the poem "Sending Yan Ruoxu Back to the Great Zhou" that Li delivered to Yan Ruoxu:

The rain of the Qing and Yuan dynasties is light and dusty, and the buildings are green and willow-colored.

Persuade you to drink a glass of wine, and there is no one in the west of Xiaguan.

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The singing is like a sunny spring day, warming the hearts of the departed.

The singing is tactful, and it goes around the beam for three days, which makes people not know the taste of meat in March.

Singing is like wine, it can soften the hardest heart, even if it is an iron man, it will leave amorous tears...

"Drink..."

"I'm going to... Drink!"

"I'm going to... Drink !! again."

"I... If I don't leave, I'm going to drink it all the time..."

Whether it is the power of the demon clan or the human race god, in the face of such tear gas, there seems to be no good resistance, and at this time it has rolled into a ball, and it is impossible to distinguish between each other...

Qinghong's song, Zhou Guinian's song, Li Yun's words, under the combined attack of the three Taoist meanings, there are not many people who can carry it in this nether realm, and there are only a handful of sober people in the hall.

Li Yun looked at it, Liang Ze and Yan Ruoxu were still sober, and in addition, there were two gods of power, a man and a woman, who looked like they were a monk and a nun.

"Xiaoxing, who are those two?"

"My lord, I haven't found out yet, the ground net has not been covered, and people like monks and nuns rarely go out to show up, and they don't know many people, if it weren't for this opportunity, it is estimated that they would not be able to see it. ”

"Not bad. This reminds me of the last time I met Master Zhida in the Da'an Xiuzhen District, he seems to have come from the 'Nalanda Realm' of the Spirit Realm to Da Zhou, maybe we can see him again in the future!"

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