Chapter 681: A Song of Immortal Music

Seeing the soul jade slip, Han Xue Sannu and Ling Yunzi were very excited. Because everyone saw that the soul jade slip in Han Xue's hand was intact.

Song Jiajiao said: "This soul jade is fine, Brother Wu Lai must be fine." Han Xue's three daughters hugged each other and cried, while Ling Yunzi was overjoyed.

Han Xue burst into tears: "He, he's still alive." ”

Ling Yunzi nodded and said, "Yes, the soul jade slip is intact, which means that the sect master is fine." ”

He Wenxi said: "Then he must have gotten rid of that immortal venerable's pursuit." ”

"Maybe the sect master really hid in the Infinite Saint Realm, and that Immortal Venerable couldn't find him, so he had to go back to the Immortal Realm. For the sake of safety, the sect master stayed in the Infinite Saint Realm for a few more days. Maybe he'll be back in a few days. Ling Yunzi said what he thought.

Han Xue's frowning brows had already stretched, and he was much more relaxed: "I hope so, as long as he is alive, it will be enough." ”

Yes, as long as he is alive! There is hope for being alive. Wu Lai is alive and well!

Since Wu Lai is still alive, he will definitely return to Tianji City. No matter how powerful Immortal Venerable is, he has to return to the Immortal Realm, and it is impossible for him to stay in the Cultivation Realm forever.

Tianji Market has opened, and despite Wu Lai's absence, Tianji Market must continue to do it, and it must be done better, this is the idea of Ling Yunzi and Han Xue. In that case, Wu Lai will come back and be very happy to see the Tianji Market flourishing.

At this time, Ling Yunzi had survived the last heavenly tribulation and had already achieved the Great Luo Golden Immortal, although he was about to ascend to the immortal realm soon, but he tried his best to suppress the immortal realm's suction on him and prevent himself from soaring, because he still had a lot of things to do in the cultivation realm, and the sect master did not come back, he still had to protect Han Xue's three daughters and Tianji City, which was his responsibility. However, the immortal realm's attraction to him was increasing day by day, and because of the existence of the laws of the Heavenly Dao, he couldn't stay in the cultivation realm for too long. He estimated by himself that he would probably be able to stay in the cultivation realm for a hundred years at the longest. After a hundred years, he couldn't resist the suction of the fairy world and flew to the fairy world.

Because Ling Yunzi was already a master in the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and the masters of the cultivation realm had witnessed this historical moment, so with him in the Tianji Market, no one dared to make trouble at all. Unless those people don't want to live anymore and dare to provoke a genuine Da Luo Jin Immortal. You must know that Ling Yunzi was called a perverted scattered immortal before, and now he is going to change to a perverted golden immortal.

Although Wu Lai is not there, the Tianji market is becoming more and more prosperous, because everyone knows that not only Ling Yunzi's strength is perverted, but also Wu Lai has the strength to surpass Xianjun, and the strength is a qiē, which is the last word.

In fact, Ling Yunzi really wanted to go to the Tianxin Sect in the Cultivation Realm to kill him to relieve the hatred in his heart, but Tianji City needed someone to sit down, so he didn't go. As long as they wait for Wu Lai to come back, they will definitely set foot in the Tianxin Sect. The grudge is settled, and there is nothing to reconcile. ——

On the Caifeng Painting Boat, a young man stands quietly by the railing, looking at the picturesque scenery on both sides of the river. The long hair is fluttering, the abundance is like jade, and the heroic spirit is compelling. The fly in the ointment was that his clothes looked rough, and his face was still a little pale.

"Little brother, what are you looking at?

Liu Yuan's arrival interrupted the young man's thoughts, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, but after all, he was the young man's life-saving benefactor, and the young man was not good at attacking, so he had to sigh: "The scenery on both sides of the strait is really wonderful! ”

Liu Yuan said with a big grin: "Brother, I am a rough person, I only know how to drive a boat, what kind of scenery, brother, I don't care at all." ”

The young man laughed dumbly. Talking about scenery and Fengyue with Liu Yuan, he really played the piano to the cow.

At this time, a melodious sound of the piano came, the sound of the piano is beautiful and beautiful, pleasant to the ear, like a clear spring flowing water, beads walking on a jade plate, with the breeze, floating into the sky, winding between heaven and earth. It was as if the heavens and the earth were still, and only the sound of the piano remained! The sound of the piano was comparable to fairy music, and the more I listened to it, the more comfortable I felt.

When the young man heard the sound, his face seemed to turn a little ruddy.

After playing the song, it seems that the sky is still surrounded by the sound of this long piano. At this time, there was a strange wind in the distance, carrying the chirping of birds! The young man and Liu Yuan looked up and saw that in the sky all around, countless black dots of different sizes flew into the air, carrying all kinds of birdsong and wind sounds.

In the blink of an eye, a frightening wind set off around, and all over the painting boat was full of all kinds of birds. The birds were all screaming and jumping, and they seemed to be very excited. Suddenly, squeaks, murmurs, and all kinds of crisp and pleasant bird sounds rang out together.

At the same time, the fish in the Grand Canal jumped out of the water happily, seemingly attracted by the sound of the piano. After a long time, the talent on the deck woke up like a dream, and looked at the Qiē in front of them incredulously.

The young man suddenly praised: "This song should only exist in the sky, and the world must be able to hear it a few times!"

"What a 'this song should only be in the sky!'" a soft voice came. This sound is like a fairy sound, pleasant to the ear. "I didn't expect the piano to sound so beautiful, and even the sound is so good. The young man suddenly thought in his heart: "It seems that she is the young lady mentioned by Brother Liu Yuan." ”

At this time, the door on the top floor opened, and an elegant figure walked out, with a slender figure, slim and graceful. After the young man saw it, he suddenly involuntarily came up with a paragraph: "Its shape is also, like a frightening Hong, graceful like a dragon, Rongyao Qiuju, Huamao Chunsong." The hair is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the fluttering is like the snow of the flowing wind. Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow. Forced to observe it, the scorching waves appeared. The fiber is heartfelt, and the fit is shortened. If the shoulders are cut, the waist is as plain. Stretch the neck of the show, the quality of the dew, the fragrance is not added, the lead Huafu Yu. The clouds are elegant, the eyebrows are trimmed, the lips are long, and the teeth are fresh. Bright eyes are good, Jing assists in inheriting power, beautiful and elegant, and the instrument is quiet and leisurely. Tenderness and flattery in words. The strange clothes are magnificent, and the bone image should be drawn. The brilliance of the cloth, the brilliance of the Yaobi. Wear gold and emerald jewelry, embellished with pearls to show off your body. Practice the literature of the long journey, and drag the light of the fog. ”

But then he thought, "I, how did I come up with such a passage, had I read it before?" or had I written it? But he couldn't remember anything else, and he had a headache when he thought about it.

If this famous Luo Shen Fu was written by him, then Cao Zhi would be resurrected and would be angry to death.