Qiuyang is the lowest cultivation here, but with the qin in his hand, he has become the highest cultivation, and it is his perception of heaven and earth that has turned into a god realm.

The Yuan Infant Realm controls the aura of heaven and earth, which can imprison space, and the realm of the gods creates the aura of heaven and earth, and can transform the invisible.

Yesterday, only the second elder of Tianshan could see that the crescent moon emitted by the autumn sun was not a spell, but an aura transformation that only existed in the Divine Transformation Realm. Because Qiuyang only has the early stage of foundation building, everyone didn't think about it, and they didn't think about it at all.

The Yongyue chapter is suitable for when there is a moon, even if the moon is there during the day, even if the light of the moon is obscured by the light of the sun, the strings will shoot out a blade like the moon.

When there is no moon, playing the chapter of picking up the stars, the aura of the piano range is controlled by the fingers of the autumn sun, or in the mind.

There is no moon on the night of the first day of the new year, and Qiuyang chooses to play the stars!

The space is confined, and the aura of the regional space no longer flows, like ice, and the people in the confined area will bear dozens of times the gravity, such as a heavy object, and it will be extremely difficult to raise their hands and feet.

Space confinement and proximity are instantaneous spells, and there will be no trajectory in space, but mantras and tricks still take time, and the more high-level monks will pay more attention to time, and all spell monks are actually fighting against time.

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Just when the summer mountain trick was finished and pointed to the autumn sun, the strings were not plucked, the sound of the piano came out, and the chapter of picking stars was played.

Everyone saw that the airflow between the two was disordered, the sound of the piano was suddenly excited, and an invisible force enveloped Xia Shan, like a stone throwing car, throwing Xia Shan dozens of feet away.

Everyone followed the trajectory of Xia Shan's body and found his landing point, his hands and feet seemed to be tied, and he landed firmly on the ground, making a muffled sound, and was bounced up by the grass, and rolled out of the ground again before stopping.

"Qiuyang, why is it not light or heavy, next time control the strength, don't throw it so far, fortunately it is grass, fortunately your Xia Shibo is strong!" was still the lazy voice.

The sound of the piano stopped, and Qiu Yang replied even more undisciplinedly: "Yes! The disciple obeys the order, and next time throw it closer." ”

In fact, Qiuyang is ecstatic in his heart, this star can also pick people!

"Senior brothers of Kunlun Mountain, you don't appreciate your face when you invite you to drink, you have to do it, it will spoil the interest of others, before you go out, didn't your teacher teach you to know etiquette and etiquette in the world?" The lazy voice became stern, as if the Master was teaching a student.

"Okay, let's go, excuse me!" Dongfang Qingqian said coldly, led the same door with a hand, and turned to leave.

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There was silence, only the crackling sound of firewood in the bonfire, and everyone just looked at Qiuyang with an innocent face with surprised eyes, and then turned to Li Tianxu, who had never looked back and drank by himself.

What is the situation, a great monk of the Yuan Infant Realm was thrown out like this, without any resistance, and the master and apprentice were as if this was what it should be.

"Then, that, it turns out that Senior Brother Qiuyang has always been merciful to Xue Feng on stage!

After losing the competition in the morning, Xue Feng returned to the stands, and saw the relieved smile of the second elder, he seemed puzzled, it was obvious that he had made Tianshan Gate lose face. Elder Bai only said one sentence: Xuefeng is defeated, not wronged! He didn't understand Elder Bai's words all day, and after seeing Qiuyang strike again tonight, he realized that the other party was obviously showing mercy during the day.

If you don't reach the realm of transforming into gods, you can't see through the autumn sun, that day the autumn sun broke the mirror in the small mountain pavilion, and Shi Dangdang saw the cultivation of the autumn sun at a glance.

"Hey, Senior Brother Xuefeng, he also did his best during the day, senior brothers, don't always stare at my disciple, Senior Brother Shen, don't frighten your brother, come on, drink! Let's not drink dryly, how about everyone make a drinking order?" Under Li Tianxu's greeting, everyone turned their heads one after another, still unable to hide the shock in their hearts.

This is completely beyond their understanding.

Ji Yiyun was still staring at Qiuyang, patted Shen Chengyue's arm next to him and said, "He, is he really your brother?"

Shen Chengyue actually looked back at it, and what he saw was Qiuyang's aggrieved eyes.

"Don't scare my brother, he's only thirteen, right. Looking at the turquoise spring guqin, the incense burner, and the empty back suspended in front of Qiu Yang.

There was also horror in his eyes, he was only in the Jindan stage, and he had just been able to put the flying sword into his body. And how can Qiuyang, who is only in the early stage of foundation building, do it?

"Okay, Qiuyang will go over there to play the piano and practice, and play a song of Qi Shao for us. ”

"Yes, Master!" Qiu Yang got up and walked up the hillside, chose a suitable spot, sat down and played.

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The sound of the piano sounded, came slowly, such as the clear spring dingdong, the morning mist floated over the water, was blown away by the wind, floated into the bamboo bushes, the birds were frightened, rushed out of the forest, spread and chirped, and woke up the morning.

Even though it was night, everyone could clearly hear the scene of the early morning from the sound of the piano, which was amazing.

"Demons, your master and apprentice are demons!" Zhang Ming shook his head and said.

"Senior brothers, Qiuyang enters the Tao with music, the music of the six arts of Confucianism, he is currently a disciple of Confucianism, and now he is playing Qi Shao in the six articles of music. Qiu Yang has a musical talent, and can communicate the world with the sound of the piano, which is his creation, and even I am jealous of him. The young man said slowly, relieving everyone's doubts.

"Yes, the younger brother has a very good sense of music, but he insists on becoming a sword cultivator, or the little master is good at teaching, so that the younger brother can make use of his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, so that he can achieve this achievement! Shen thanked the little master on behalf of the younger brother!" Shen Chengyue said, and respectfully performed a disciple salute.

was so panicked that Li Tianxu hurriedly returned the salute, and even said that he didn't dare.

"What don't you dare, Confucianism has no class, Brother Shen, if the younger brother can be like Qiuyang, I am willing to kowtow for a day, do you say, Tianxu, no, little master, do you still accept disciples in Luoxia Academy? "It was Feng Ziqing who spoke.

Everyone laughed, but after laughing, it was also a good choice to send relatives and nephews to Luoxia Village.

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Nie Xiaoshuang saw that everyone was pondering, and said with a smile: "Okay, senior brothers, don't think about it, I was disturbed just now, and now everyone continues to drink, Brother Shen has prepared so many dishes, and after eating mutton for many days, I have long been tired of it, and I can finally feast tonight, you guys are starting!"

"Okay, didn't someone say just now that they were going to have a drinking order, didn't they? Confucian poetry and etiquette, let's do it once now, okay?" Nie Shishuang echoed.

Shen Chengyue nodded and said: "Okay! We used to drink to have a good time, tonight in the northwest of Shenzhou, the sound of the piano is melodious, let's also be vassally elegant once, then ask the little master to give a proposition, the rhyme can't be too biased." ”

Li Tianxu said with a smile: "Okay, since that's the case, then take 'practice' as the theme, and find a simple rhyme, which is 'cold mountain rhyme' and 'innate rhyme', one poem per person, how is the true meaning of cultivation." If you say it well, the audience will listen to him, and if you say it badly, you will be punished with three cups!"

"Okay, that's interesting!" the crowd clapped their hands.

Li Tianxu raised his wine glass, drank a full glass and said, "The idea is mine, so come from me first."

Boating between the blue leaves and lotus,

The sculls break through the water in the sky.

Relaxation has a degree of square for the way,

Stepping back turns out to be the front. ”

Everyone praised in unison: "Wonderful, the little master is really literate." ”

"Okay, the audience has a full drink, it's time to host Brother Shen. Li Tianxu looked at Shen Chengyue with a smile.

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Shen Chengyue drank a glass of wine and laughed at himself:

"Since childhood, I have admired the heavenly immortals,

Study and practice Jin Yu Mountain.

More than 20 years of searching for the avenue,

Not as good as the autumn sun piano stringing. ”

Everyone laughed wildly, all clapping, Xiang Baixuan pursed his lips and laughed, Nie Xiaoshuang laughed together, Nie Shishuang laughed out of tears, Ji Yiyun even covered his stomach and shouted pain, Lei Zhen fell on his back, and everyone laughed outwardly.

"Brother Shen, is this poem good?"

Everyone said in unison: "It's great, it's a little rough, but it's the right thing for the situation, and it's the best work tonight, and we're not as good as the string of the autumn sun." ”

Shen Chengyue also easily stopped laughing, and said to Ji Yiyun: "Since everyone said yes, then drink this cup to the fullest, it's time for Senior Sister Ji." ”

Ji Yiyun was still laughing, and when she saw Shen Chengyue clicking on herself, she was stunned and said, "You are taking revenge!"

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"Yes, you're the one who laughs the most!" the crowd cheered.

Ji Yiyun retracted his smile and said:

The North Hades Palace is on the side of the Tianshan Mountains,

The mountains are stacked and you can't see through them.

Cultivation is comparable to a mountain trail,

Climb over this mountain and look at that mountain. ”

"Okay! Since we embarked on the path of cultivation, we have gone through six or seven small realms, and there are still many realms to break through, and the more difficult ones are always behind. Lei Zhen praised, and after speaking, everyone bowed their heads and remained silent, each saddening their own cultivation path.

Ji Yiyun smiled faintly and said: "If Evian doesn't do well, I'll punish myself first." ”

"Good! That's good!" Xiang Baixuan raised his glass and said: "Senior Sister Ji, to show the suffering of our immortal cultivators, we always have the excitement of reaching the top, and the bitterness is also happiness, everyone should work together." ”

"Yes, yes, you should do it!" everyone raised their glasses and drank them all.

Ji Yiyun thanked him, looked at Lei Zhen, Lei Zhen was so frightened that he only hid back, and muttered: "Don't look for me, I'll just drink!"

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"No! I have to say a song!" The crowd shouted to the beat: "Lei Zhen!"

Lei Zhen stood up with a red face, bowed to everyone, and saw that everyone still didn't spare him, so he held back his strength, and for a long time, he said intermittently: "Pingsheng, Pingsheng - I love Lu Fengxian the most, Xuantie is big."

The halberd in the palm of your hand... As he said this, his face turned red.

Everyone applauded and cheered: "Very good, really good, Brother Lei, go on!"

Lei Zhen finally held back another sentence: "I don't hate to cultivate the immortal sword at the beginning..."

"Oh, this is a succession, interesting, Brother Lei, go on, what's next?" everyone stared at the red face, anxiously waiting for the next sentence.

Lei Zhen thought for a long time and said: "People are flying, I'm upside down." ”

This is terrible, several people squirted out the wine in their mouths on the spot, and several women even hugged their heads and laughed, and even Li Tianxu laughed breathlessly.

Zhang Mingming even laughed and rolled over, stood up, bent over and smiled: "Brother Lei, it's really pitiful, Jindan Realm is still running on the ground." Where do you want to go, take the little brother's flying sword. ”

Poor body cultivation, that flying sword is not something that can be learned in a while, thinking of this, everyone laughed again.

Lei Zhen was really embarrassed, and said angrily: "Okay, okay, it's better to make three glasses by yourself." ”

Nie Shishuang stopped laughing and said: "That day, Lei Zhen ran wildly with a halberd, and overturned the assassin with a halberd, that pride, I did it!"

Everyone echoed in unison: "Brother Lei is also a poet, let's do it together!" After saying that, everyone laughed wildly, and it was easy to pour the wine.

Finally stopped laughing and asked, "Who's it?"

Lei Zhen grinned and said: "Lei is not talented, everyone laughs, Nie Shishuang should be next." ”

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Nie Shishuang raised her wine glass, drank a bowl first, and said:

"Ziyu Immortal Gate Ziyu Immortal,

Straight up to the clouds with the wind.

The feather coat is full of red and crimson,

It's not peach blossoms, it's smoke. ”

"Wonderful, Senior Sister Nie is very literate, her heart is about Feisheng Avenue, she eats and drinks dew, she does not eat fireworks in the world, and her ambitions are high. Le Zhengfeng applauded, this artistic conception originally only existed in the ancient immortal gate, but I didn't expect the earthly fairy gate to be good, and it seems that they are more spirited and humane after interacting with the secular fairy gate a few times, so they preemptively praise and integrate themselves into their happiness.

"Haha, what a Ziyu fairy who doesn't eat incense in the world, I did it. Zhang Mingming responded, and then everyone said hello again and again, and everyone did it together.

"It seems that Senior Sister Nie is not optimistic about the marriage on the day of Qixi Festival. Nie Xiaoshuang said quietly, seeing Nie Shishuang's fierce eyes, he hurriedly begged: "Good sister, don't look for me, I haven't thought about it yet!"

"Okay, spare you, Zhang Daoyou, please, it's your turn next time!" Nie Shishuang glanced at Nie Xiaoshuangdao.

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Zhang Mingming drank a bowl of himself first, and said crisply:

"Purple and green immortal sword,

From Qingcheng Mountain.

Slay the demons and destroy the demons,

The name of the Tao is spread all over the world. ”

Zhang Mingjian is fast and fast, and the small five-word quatrain, before everyone can react, he has finished reading, and it seems that he has read it a hundred times.

"It's not good! It's not good! It's a limerick, don't you say! Do it again! Do it again!" The biggest opinion is Nie Xiaoshuang, I didn't expect it to be her turn so soon.

"Limerick is also poetry, everyone applauds, accompany me for a drink, hehe, this is a nursery rhyme under Qingcheng Mountain, borrowed for use, see laughter, see laughter. After that, he made another bowl.

"Okay, accompany a bowl in the next one, Zhang Daoyou is famous all over the world, and the nursery rhymes in Shuzhong are enough to prove that we can only write poems for ourselves. "Zhong Wenchuan in the Xuanjin world is acquainted with Zhang Mingming.

"Okay, Senior Brother Zhong has passed, it's your turn, Fairy Nie Xiaoshuang!" Zhang Ming and Nie Xiaoshuang have been fighting since childhood, and the two are fighting against each other everywhere.

"Okay, look at me!"

"What do you see, it should be listening to you, by the way, you haven't drunk yet!" Zhang Mingming was not sentimental at all.

"No, the poem you just now is plagiarizing nursery rhymes, you said it doesn't count, let's draw lots next, okay?"

"You, you Rippy!"

"You're just rippy, plagiarism, plagiarism..."

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The night breeze blows, the sky is full of stars, the piano sounds are long, the laughter is constant, the bonfire is flickering, the smell of wine is wafting...

In the middle of the wine, the boy lay on the grass again, remembering the night before, the night with the same melodious music, the same drunken eyes, and the song:

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You and I are the jade dew and the golden wind under the starlight on the autumn night

You and I are larch needles chrysanthemum yellow at sunset

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And that soft-scented and warm jade person, are you okay?

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