Chapter 002: A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix

As the best master of traditional Chinese musical instrument production in his previous life, although Jiang Yuan does not have all the tools at hand now, this does not affect Jiang Yuan's play, and the three musical instruments he made can actually reach a level that he could not have in his previous life, or in other words, maybe because of the materials, the things he is making now have reached a level far beyond his previous life.

However, this is no longer important, after all, the previous life has passed, and if you want to go back, it is simply unimaginable for Jiang Yuan at present.

Jiang Yuan ate some things indiscriminately, and collected the money and belongings of the whole town, the primary spirit stones, about three thousand yuan, and packed them into several boxes, buried them, and marked them. Then he went to the woods to the west of the town, dug a big pit again, and when he was done, it was completely dark.

If it weren't for the transformation of the aura, Jiang Yuan's body would have been much stronger, otherwise, he would definitely not be able to withstand this time.

On the moon, it was about ten o'clock in the evening, Jiang Yuan finally pulled all the more than 300 people in the town, as well as the partners in the water temple, into the big pit and buried them.

Sitting on the side, Jiang Yuan recalled Jiang Yuan's memories, thinking about the bits and pieces of his begging in the town, one by one, his voice and appearance, like acting in a movie, flowed in front of Jiang Yuan's eyes, wanting to catch it, but he couldn't catch anything.

The bamboo forest is secluded, the moonlight is sprinkled, the silver light is scattered around, and the surroundings are silent. Stomping his feet, rubbing the suona in his hand, his eyes wandered on the corpses of a body, but he had no choice, and a sense of powerlessness arose, I am afraid that at this moment, the only thing I can do for these people is to mourn and talk about my heart!

According to the custom of the previous life, Jiang Yuan lit a bonfire, and the simple paper money was scattered all over the place, and some were turned into ashes with the flames, silently.

In his hand, rubbing that suona, at this moment, Jiang Yuan's heart, I'm afraid that only this suona can express his mood.

Slowly, slowly, Jiang Yuan blew the suona up.

Back then, whenever Jiang Yuan played the show, he was the absolute protagonist, with a luxurious band behind him, cooperating with himself on the stage dominated by himself. He is the absolute king, the leader, and all eyes are on him, including the audience, including the other players in the band. Or listening, or appreciating, or fascinated, or intoxicated, the focus of the audience is condensed on themselves, lonely, cold and arrogant, long-term, profound, upright, extraordinary, and the composite temperament is combined, that is the much-anticipated performance master - Jiang Yuan.

A song "Hundred Birds and Phoenix" sounded, the secluded woods, the silence of all the sounds, the phoenix whispered, the grievance was low, and the throat was choked. I don't know if it was the sorrow of "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix" that moved Jiang Yuan, or Jiang Yuan's emotions that affected "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix". At this moment, I don't know if the king Jiang Yuan has become the emperor of birds, or the phoenix has turned into the king Jiang Yuan, or the two of them are basically the same kind of people.

Jiang Yuan is not the first time to play "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix", this is a pinnacle suona song, and it is also Jiang Yuan's pinnacle triumphant, every time he plays this piece, he can get thunderous and lasting applause. However, each time he played a bright rhythm, which was a festive repertoire.

But today, Jiang Yuan deliberately slowed down the pace and blended into his mood at this moment, the surrounding environment, gently, slowly, slowly, gently, it was like an arrogant king. There is no band behind him, just like there is no bird behind the phoenix.

A yellow-white cloud floated overhead, and the moon was half-hidden, and the moonlight was sprinkled like scattered goose feathers and snow.

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and daylight, the north wind blows geese and snow. Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you. ——At this time, a well-known Tang poem appeared in front of Jiang Yuan, once upon a time, he was infinitely beautiful, famous, fame and fortune, and proud of the world. And now, like a phoenix on the shelf, he has become a half-worthless beggar.

However, in his previous life, he was able to obtain a peerless honor by putting in a hundredfold effort. In this life, I can definitely rise to the sky and become famous all over the world.

The soul is blessed, and the mood changes, so that the suona playing is gradually brighter. The performance of the music has also entered the passage of a hundred birds singing in unison, and the performance skills of suona and transverse flute are skillfully dancing alternately on the suona pole, a unique and beautiful birdsong, one after another, chickens, magpies, canaries, The lark, well-known and unknown, attracted by the kingly spirit of the phoenix, came quietly, worshipped, and mingled, although Jiang Yuan did not have a band around him, just like there was no bird around the phoenix, but his heart quietly transformed, like a earth-shaking reversal from sadness to joy.

Self-confidence, a kind of absolute self-confidence, that is a kind of self-confidence that is affirmed in one's past life, and it is also a kind of self-confidence that is affirmed in one's present life.

"Squeak-chirp-" birdsong, absolute birdsong, real birdsong, oh my God, Jiang Yuan's performance actually attracted real birds. All kinds of birds, actually broke through their fear of the dark, broke through their fear of the unknown, broke through their fear of space, as long as they heard Jiang Yuan's suona, they wanted to get the king of birds, the summon of the phoenix, they flew over, landed on the nearby bamboo, and also chirped, and the suona sound, although not so coordinated, but so harmonious.

The gathering and harmony of the birds made Jiang Yuan more confident while being surprised. The adventure of crossing the Heavenly Dao Continent actually made him get an unprecedented breakthrough in music performance, and he didn't expect that his performance would be flocked and appreciated by the birds, which is more psychologically satisfying than getting the applause and tickets from the audience in his previous life.

The performance continues, and Jiang Yuan's playing skills are also constantly improving.

"Karma ——!" a strange cry that tore the eardrums, a strange bird with a bloody crown on its head and a black body fell into the forest, with a height of one meter four or five, with a cold and faint light in its eyes, the cold air was pressing, and it scared other nearby birds, and hurriedly hid aside, wanting to escape, but he was reluctant to hide in the distance, and his heart palpitated so that his eyes glanced at it from time to time. If there were a mainland cultivator present, he would definitely know this third-level spirit bird, the Blood Crown Black Crow.

Immediately afterwards, the third-level spirit birds Demoiselle Crane and Blood Feather Vulture, the fourth-level spirit bird one-horned crane and four-winged goose, the fifth-level bald eagle, the sixth-level wind-chasing eagle, and the spirit birds that are basically rare on weekdays, gathered frantically, the high-level ones were in the inner circle, and the second-level ones were in the outer circle, and those ordinary birds could only hide far away with trembling eyes, as if avoiding the plague.

Jiang Yuan doesn't know the goods, it doesn't mean that others don't know the goods.

"Huh——?" The depths of the bamboo forest silently watched a black shadow of all this around Jiang Yuan, and when he found a fifth-level spirit bird, he finally couldn't control his feelings. He had been paying attention to Jiang Yuan for a long time, outside the town, when the aura rioted, he had already come to Jiang Yuan's vicinity, watching all this, from the aura washing the bones, to collecting gold and silver, collecting the dead corpses, and finally going to the forest to play a hundred birds and phoenixes, one by one, one by one, all of them had left an indelible impression in his heart.

Jiang Yuan's performance is not over yet, he has no intention of showing his face, if it is possible, he must accept this little beggar as a disciple, because he finds this little beggar too mysterious. However, his eyes were wide open, his fists were clenched, and he was ready to rescue Jiang Yuan at any time, there were too many spirit birds flying in, any one of them could make Jiang Yuan's bones gone, but Jiang Yuan was still at a loss.

"Huh——?" A surprised old man's voice came from above his head. The person in the secret hurriedly restrained his breath, wanting others not to find out.

When I looked up, an eighth-level spirit beast ghost wolf flew from a distance, and that voice came from the back of this wolf. At the same time, a girl's voice also came from the wolf's back, "Ah! That's Brother Jiang Yuan!" The little girl's voice was very crisp and very happy.

"Phantom, don't bother him, his current state is very strange and very rare, it is a state similar to an epiphany!" Although the old man's voice contained the voice of charity as much as possible, the person in the dark still heard a cold murderous aura from it.

Although he said this, the old man's heart was flooded with layers of waves, for an old monster who had cultivated for hundreds of years, there were not many things that could make his heart ripple a little bit.

The appearance of the doll made his heart flutter a little, but Jiang Yuan's state really made this old monster's heart uneasy. Jiang Yuan's qualifications, he has seen it with his own eyes, when he took away the doll, including Jiang Yuan and his other three little beggars, the old monster kissed it, and he didn't have any qualifications to become a spiritual cultivator at all, but now it seems that Jiang Yuan's qualifications have actually changed surprisingly better, compared with the doll, it may be slightly insufficient, but in the eyes of the old monster, it is already a very unnatural phenomenon, and even he doubts his own judgment.

After half a year, Jiang Yuan actually has the potential to become a spiritual cultivator, and he plays suona with one hand, is this a beggar can have? Curiosity has made this hundreds of years old monster have a lot of interest in Jiang Yuan, but it is only interest, to be precise, Jiang Yuan is not the old monster's dish at all.

Stretched out his hand and patted the ghost wolf's back, the ghost wolf slowly landed in the bamboo forest, an old man in a black Taoist robe and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old little female Taoist priest got off the wolf's back, and the ghost wolf fell to the side with interest, and pretended to sleep.

The old Taoist priest looked to be around fifty years old, his eyes were dark and white, he looked cold and profound, and at a glance it looked as if his soul would also be sucked in, he was thin and tall, and he carried a handful of dark black dust in his hand.

The little girl doll next to her is the doll in Jiang Yuan's memory, but now it should be called Phantom.

"It's actually the Soul Detention Daoist Yu Xuanzhi, the Great Elder of the Xuanyin Sect, with a high position and a very high cultivation, it is said that he has reached the cultivation of the middle stage of the iQue, why did he come?" the black shadow in the distance next to him muttered in his heart.

A birdsong came from a distance, the sound came from far and near, and then, the spirit bird that made a birdsong had also flown to the sky above the bamboo forest.

Qingluan, an eighth-level spirit bird, although rare, is not unheard of, but the incense car composed of five different color attributes is the only one on the mainland, and its name is called Qingluan incense car, one of the ten major sects in the Heavenly Dao Continent, the daughter of Mo Tianfang, the daughter of Mo Kongyue, the sect leader of the Heavenly Dome Dao Sect.

Speaking of Mo Kongyue, one of the leaders of the third generation of spiritual cultivators, one of the top ten beauties on the mainland, in terms of strength and strength, in terms of posture and appearance, and in terms of background, plus everyone knows and knows about the Qingluan incense car - five-color Qingluan, which has achieved a generation of heavenly ladies - Mo Kongyue.