Concubine Ouyang Yue is called the female disciple of the Huanxi Sect of Yuyu, and her common name is Shui Hanyu. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Shui Hanyu was wearing a thin ochre-colored lotus skirt, and the jade hand held a dark bamboo flute.

The beauty stretches her delicate body, and her eyebrows are full of affection, dancing like a flower butterfly beside the enlightened monk.

Shui Hanyu brought the bamboo flute to her lips, the lotus skirt moved, and the delicate body loomed, it was really thrillingly beautiful, so delicate that the flowers were shy, every movement and silence were coquettish, and a smile was really romantic.

Under the extreme teasing and entanglement of the stunning and enchanting, he seems to be an uncivilized stubborn stone, constantly shaking his head and chuckling, and his eyebrows are full of disdain for the pink skull.

"Ouyang Palace Master, this, this woman is not the heart of the poor monk, please dance for the poor monk. ”

The monk suddenly opened his mouth and asked Ouyang Yue to dance for him by name.

Concubine Ouyang Yue is the palace master of the Shengxi Hall of the Huanxi Sect, her cultivation is unfathomable, and her jade body is so noble, but she refuses to go into battle in person.

Hearing the monk whisper to let her dance, the beauty was not annoyed, and shouted from afar: "Enlightened monk, this palace already has a sweetheart, therefore, this palace can only disappoint you." ”

"Monk, you don't like Yuyu not to worry. Have mercy and come to give Monk Wu a dance. “

Ouyang Yuefei's voice was like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, as soon as the beauty's delicate voice fell, Shui Hanyu and Qin Miaolian showed their respective postures, and soon changed their positions, Shui Hanyu changed to Monk Jing's side, and Qin Miaolian changed to deal with Monk Wu.

Shui Hanyu's pair of wonderful eyes emitted a pink and seductive light, and they discharged from time to time, frightening the monk to lower his head like a mimosa, like a chilling cicada.

For stunning beauties, monks are happy, loving, and wanting to be close but cowering and afraid.

The monk wanted to recite the Buddha quietly, but he couldn't calm down at all, thinking that his face was a flat ball, as if it was hastily made of mud, and the edges and corners had not yet been smoothed, and he was thrown in the pile, no matter how he looked at it, it was inconspicuous.

When he was young, he often carried a bronze mirror in his pocket, and from time to time he took it out to look in the mirror.

finally realized that he was actually not good-looking, so he lost the bronze mirror with a clean breath, and rarely looked in the mirror later.

From time to time, the pure monk glanced at Shui Hanyu from the corner of his eye, only to feel that the beauty was as white and holy as the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, just like the delicate peach, which could be pinched out of the water with a pinch of his hand.

The beauty Qiong's nose is high, the phoenix eyes are moth eyebrows, the face is like a peach blossom, the long neck is like a white swan, and the three thousand silver threads are scattered, which is really beautiful.

The monk believes that under such a beautiful appearance, the heart of a female bodhisattva should also be holy and unblemished.

If you can form a Taoist couple, the monk is afraid that he will melt in his mouth, but he is afraid of losing it in his hand, and the monk will definitely feel sorry for the beauty.

If the beauty is willing to become a Taoist couple, and the beauty participates in the Dharma during the day, and the female Bodhisattva does not hesitate to give coquettish and tender at night, the monk is willing even if he loses half of his life.

If the beauty is willing to give coquettish and tenderness, the pure monk does not care what Buddha is not a Buddha, and the jade body of the beauty is the holy Buddha of great compassion.

It's just that the beauty is like Luan Feng in the sky, and she is at best just a weedy grass chicken underground, when did Luan Feng and grass chicken match?

Thinking of this, the monk was very ashamed of himself, shook his head and let out a long sigh.

No matter how Qin Miaolian used his whole body to solve the problem, the enlightened monk always showed disdain, and a Buddha's heart was as if it were not moving.

After waiting for the beauty to dance for a while, the monk was still unmoved, and he was already a little impatient.

"It's not satisfying, it's not satisfying, this pink skeleton is too cheesy, and this music is too manic. Ouyang Palace Master, the poor monk wants you to dance. The monk shouted.

Concubine Ouyang Yue lowered her head, seemed to think about it for a while, and then burst out.

"Monk, I happened to hear a dance of flowers in the four seasons recently, and this palace is very fond of it. This palace is willing to dance for the sky, dance for the ground, dance for Jiannan, since the bald donkey happens to be here, it should be cheap for you to wait for a few bald donkeys. ”

The enlightened monk couldn't help but shake his head when he heard the words of the stunning and enchanting bald donkey and the bald donkey is short.

Since the Huanxi Sect is mainly cultivating Buddhism, supplemented by cultivating demons, there should be a solemn style of Buddhism, and the disciples of Huanxi Sect should also cut their hair in accordance with the rules and precepts of Buddhism to show their pure hearts and desires.

But the disciples of the Huanxi Sect neither cut their hair nor regarded themselves as Buddhists, but regarded themselves as Taoist monks, so nondescript, which made the enlightened monk can't help shaking his head and sighing when he thinks about it, but he can't help them.

Concubine Ouyang Yue took out a magic weapon like a crystal music box from her delicate body, and the clouds and mist in the transparent crystal rose around the purple glow, and there were many shadows of fairies in colorful clothes dancing in the clouds, which looked like a dream, very magical.

The stunning and enchanting hand stretched forward lightly, the movement was very soft, and the crystal music box flew out along the gesture of the beauty.

The crystal music box shook in the air, and suddenly it became extremely large, enveloping the eight monks and eight women in it.

Crystals are originally transparent, but in the process of magnification, the crystal walls become as thin as air, and naturally they are invisible.

The scene of this small space immediately changed, there was no bright moon and stars above, no dark mountains and forests below, and no undulating outlines of mountains in the distance.

In the space composed of the crystal boundary wall, there is no periphery to be seen at all, and the world here is full of clouds and mist, and the colorful glow is steaming, and it is impossible to see far with the naked eye alone.

From time to time, one or several female fairies in colorful skirts flashed out of the clouds, they seemed to be real existences, and they seemed to be phantoms, all of them were stunning and enchanting, all of them were extremely beautiful, and all of them were beautiful.

If these female fairies that appear in the clouds are real beings, they seem to be light and shadow, and if they are light and shadow, the music they play with their musical instruments is actually transmitted to the ears of the monks with the movements of the jade hands or red lips.

Some of the female fairies looming from time to time are sitting upright, their expressions are focused and intoxicated, and their bare hands are stroking the guzheng, seven-stringed and other pianos placed on the desk in front of them; some are striking the chime jade chime, making a beautiful sound of the bell chime with a strong sense of grain; some use their bare hands or drum hammers to hit the leather drum, which should harmonize with the melody and make a strong rhythmic thumping bass; some hold the pipa or the moon qin or the liuqin, and the jade fingers are plucked or swept to make the sound of decomposition and twisting or sweeping, and some put the jade flute, Wind instruments such as bamboo flutes are brought to their lips to blow out melodies that turn gracefully, and there are also a group of female fairies who are playing the huqin, erhu and other pulling instruments, making a beautiful string ensemble sound......

Countless images of delicate fairies appeared in the clouds and mist, and it was not long before they quietly disappeared, and they could no longer be found.

Strangely, the beautiful music is played by the fairy, but the appearance and disappearance of the beauty does not make the music jump out or break the music, the coherence of the music is very good, and it is very pleasant to the ear, whether it is the eight monks or the eight beauties, all are intoxicated, as in a beautiful dream with a lot of music.

The rhyme is so beautiful, the melody is so beautiful, and the rhythm is so rhythmic, that even the reserved monk can't help but dance.

Ouyang Yuefei's jade body moved, leading the seven beauties to dance, the beauty was far away from the monk, as if dancing solo between heaven and earth, and the dance was extremely beautiful.

The seven beauties show their postures, their skirts flying, and dance beside the seven monks with beautiful rhyme.

Only Le was a spectator, and the monk was excluded, watching the brothers from a distance to consume the fragrant beauties.

The monk's face turned red with anger in the opposite direction.

was discriminated against because of his head, all of this was thanks to Chen Jiannan!

Monk Lile's hatred for Chen Jiannan added three points.

The fairy plays the music, and after the beautiful prologue, the theme of the first section is spring, called the Dance of Spring Flowers.

The movement of the dance of spring flowers sounded, and the air was full of life, as if everything was revived at once, with a hundred grasses pulling young shoots, thousands of trees drawing new branches, and a hundred flowers blooming.

There were many verdant greens in the air, and suddenly thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed, and at a glance it was snow-white, as if it was winter.

Then there are white flowers such as white magnolias, orange blossoms, cherry blossoms, daisies, etc., as well as blue-purple wisteria flowers and hyacinths, yellow spring flowers, rape flowers, red roses, kapok, pink peony flowers, and carnations.

This space is smoky, purple and red, colorful and colorful, fragrant and refreshing.

Bamei is like a fairy in a flower, with a bewitching posture and light dance steps, dancing with various skirt corners, shuttling among the spring flowers.

The Dance of Spring Flowers soon enters a low and beautiful finale, and the music does not have the slightest far-fetched, natural twist, and enters the Dance of Summer Flowers, with the theme of summer.

Unlike the vibrancy of spring, the theme of summer is enthusiasm and unrestrainedness, and the air is filled with the smell of heat.

The fiery red roses are unrestrained, the hot and spicy ghost poppies are enchanting, and there are red flowers such as geraniums and shandan flowers in full bloom, and there is a fiery breath in the air.

Then the downpour pours down, and there are yellow sunflowers and hypericum blooming in the air, blue-purple mandalas and water lilies competing for beauty, and even more short-lived, white jasmine, daisies, and lilies vying to bloom in their own style.

The rain diluted the smoke, but it was bounced away by the protective energy on the bodies of the stunning bewitching people, forming a hazy mist that wrapped the beauties, which looked like a cage of light, making the delicate bodies of the beauties like dreams and ethereal fairies.

The eight beauties danced in the rain, their faces were a little ruddy, their delicate bodies were drenched in sweat, the body fragrance of the beauties was accompanied by the fragrance of flowers drifting in the wind, and the air was full of pink and charming atmosphere.

The music is sonorous and tactful, the beauty is like a flower, the air is fragrant, and the scene of a sea of flowers in the smoke is beautiful.

To be able to indulge in such a beautiful and beautiful woman, what more could the monk ask for.

The round monk kept shaking his round head, and whispered to himself with a deep sigh.

"Beautiful woman, what more can the husband ask for, what can the husband ask for. ”

The Dance of Summer Flowers comes to an end, and the music gradually slows down, and then the music grows louder again, and the next movement is the Dance of Autumn Flowers.

The scene immediately changed in this space, and the brilliant summer flowers disappeared in an instant, and even the fragrance of summer flowers wafted away, as if the previous flowers had never appeared.

The summer flowers disappeared, replaced by all kinds of gorgeous autumn flowers, and there was a hint of autumn coolness in the air.

There were many white moonlight flowers, dogtooth flowers, blue-purple rosemary, blue snowflakes, bewitching red wood hibiscus, cockscombs, and other flowers, pink impatiens, mimosa, and ......

The flowers are blooming again, the fragrance of flowers is fragrant, and this country is like a sea of flowers.

The music is melancholy, with pure beauty, the melody is melodious and tactful, the melody is beautiful and touching.

The beauty's weak and boneless delicate body dances, the dance posture is light and wonderful, and the beautiful eyes are shining, as if the heavenly maiden who does not eat the fireworks of the world descends to earth, and she is extremely charming.

On the other hand, the seven monks in the center of the dance floor are not good-looking, like rotten wood and dead stones in the fragrant pile, which cannot attract people's attention at all.

This piece of music ends with a sonorous sound, followed by the final movement, the Dance of the Winter Flowers.

The movement of the Dance of Winter Flowers is slow and soft, with a slight sadness in the rhythm, with a hint of winter sorrow.

The north wind between heaven and earth is sluggish, the cold is awe-inspiring, and everything is silent, as if it is a cold and depressed world.

But the gentle music is constantly ringing, sometimes bringing vitality, like dead wood in spring, and hope for life in the cold winter.

There are countless winter flowers dancing in the sky, including white magnolia flowers, exclusive spring, blue-purple bauhinia, purple-red cactus, yellow plum, bright red plum blossoms, camellias, and pink primroses.

All kinds of beautiful flowers flashed with the breath of ice, ice particles and snowflakes fell from the sky, and the sky was white and freezing.

Bamei's dance steps also become soft with the music, as if the Guanghan fairy is ethereal in the world, smiling and seducing, moving and still provocative.

The monks were silent, quietly experiencing the extreme beauty of the world like a fairyland, and the Buddha's heart was unconsciously sublimated in the beautiful world surrounded by this wonderful rhyme.