Chapter 167, mountains and flowing water!

Red, yellow, white, colorful wild flowers are sporadic, dotted with green oil grass. Large iron thorns cover the sky and avoid the sun, and it looks like a tree of thousands of years old.

Deep in the forest, there are jingling clear springs, and there are fish swimming as white as snow in the spring water swimming around happily.

There are birds singing and beasts roaring, there are childish wolf sobbing, and there are deer drinking water.

The clouds and mist were shrouded under their feet, as if they were flying in the fog, wandering in the mansion of the immortal gods. The unfiery light passed through the bushes and shone on the young students who were wandering around the mountains and rivers, making their smiles smell like sunshine.

"I don't know the true face of Duanshan Mountain because I am in this mountain." Li Muyang sighed with a smile. "I used to hear Duanshan Mountain was very big, but I didn't have a clear feeling. When you really walked in and merged with them, you realized that it was so huge."

"Dunshan was originally an unknown mountain, the most magnificent and wide sacred mountain on the Flower Language Plain. Tens of thousands of years ago, a dragon-slaying immortal paraded here. He was happy to see it, swung his sword to slash the mountainside, and then gathered the power of the Nine Kingdoms to build this Starry Sky Academy. When we saw it at the foot of the mountain, this Duanshan was just a lone peak that could only see it high, but not its size. Now, after measuring it with one step, I can appreciate its majestic beauty." Lin Canghai, who was as handsome as a fairy child, responded with a smile.

"Youyou deer sings, eats the wild apples. I have guests, playing the zither and playing the phoenix." Qiandu black clothes were cool and beautiful. She stretched out her little white hand as white as jade, pointed to the intoxicating scenery around her, and said, "I use the earth as a mat, sweet spring as wine, and birds and beasts as a vegetarian, and entertained two good friends and guests. How can such a beautiful scenery be without music?"

While talking, Qiandu took out a flute from his arms.

The piccolo is as green as jade, with fluorescent shining on the surface, and the water waves are rippling like freshness. You can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary product, nor what material is made of.

"In the wilderness, if you are not prepared enough and it is difficult to play the throne, so just use a flute song to express your feelings."

Qiandu put the piccolo on his lips and breathed gently. The beautiful notes flowed out of the flute hole and resounded throughout the forest they walked through.

"The Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix." Lin Canghai looked intoxicated and exclaimed at Qiandu, saying, "This is the "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" that is rare in a century."

"The Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" is very famous, and "Guangling San" and "Lovely Sin" are the three famous songs in China.

However, because the original score of "Feng Qiu Huang" has been lost for a hundred years, there are only some scattered memories and fragmented syllables, and few people can play the complete and authentic "Feng Qiu Huang Huang Huang Huang".

Lin Canghai is a music lover. When he hears this song, he feels refreshed and excited.

The music score of "The Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" has been lost for a hundred years. Lin Canghai can hear what kind of music this is enough to surprise people.

What makes people even more strange is that Li Muyang actually felt that he had heard this song.

Not only have I heard of it, but also felt very familiar. It seems like I have heard it thousands of times.

He nodded and said, "It is the "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix", which is known as the number one song in China."

The smile on Lin Canghai's face became playful, and he looked at Li Muyang and asked, "Did Brother Muyang hear this song before?"

"It seems that he has heard it-" Li Muyang said. He felt that he had heard it, but he was a little uncertain. He was too familiar with this feeling. When answering questions before, he felt that he had not seen many answers - he had never seen almost all of them, but he just wrote like a god, and could deliver a perfect answer.

"Haha." Lin Canghai smiled and stopped taking on Li Muyang's words, but focused on appreciating the music of Qiandu.

In his heart, Li Muyang's behavior was just a 25-year-old who pretended to be slapped and pretended to be fat.

The music score of "The Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" has been lost for a hundred years, and it is difficult for ordinary people to know its notes and tunes.

I have heard of it through special channels, and this is true. How could Li Muyang have such a channel?

However, his gentle personality will not expose human lies in person or hurt people's self-esteem.

After all, in his heart, Li Muyang is still a very good friend.

Li Muyang didn't know what Lin Canghai was thinking, and his mind was completely attracted by Qiandu's performance.

When the beautiful flute sounded, he felt that he was wandering outside the sky and forgot where he was and what year it was.

He likes such music because he is happy, happy when listening, and with beautiful fantasies.

It's like hearing an old song from childhood, or remembering a childhood friend, or a wonderful and worry-free time-

It was vaguely, he remembered someone.

It was a white shadow, she walked towards her against the light. She couldn't see her face clearly, but she could see her slim figure and her smile that could not be concealed by the corners of her mouth.

It's like, that's your own life and death lover.

As you walk and blow, the notes will fall like sunlight.

It fell into Li Muyang's eyes, lips, hair ends, ears, and finally fell into his heart—

Li Muyang's heart trembled in waves. The trembling was extremely small, like a breeze blew across the wheat field, like a bee shaking its wings.

Li Muyang's heart hummed, and he felt that his body was about to dance.

Lin Canghai looked at him in confusion, then turned around again, his eyes staying on Qiandu's body and refused to leave.

Li Muyang was so happy, so happy.

"This guy is getting more and more popular-" Lin Canghai thought unhappily. Everyone is friends. Even if you say bluntly that you have never heard of this song, we will not laugh at you. After all, most people in this world have never heard of it.

But, what are you trying to hide? Don’t you believe in our character?

Because of such a misunderstanding, Lin Canghai looked down on Li Muyang's character a lot.

Li Muyang liked this song "The Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix".

I tried my best to get close to this music and then merge with it.

He reached out his hand and picked a green leaf from the top of his head.

He put the leaves on his lips and blew it out loud - it was the sound of him blowing out bubbles vigorously.

Qiandu was influenced by his voice and couldn't help but stop and turn around and look over.

Lin Canghai was extremely angry. It would be fine if this guy pretended to be an expert, but now he dared to disturb others' performances. This is really unforgivable.

He reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword around his waist, but he did not draw the sword after all.

Li Muyang smiled apologetically and said blushingly: "I wasn't ready just now-"

"Li Muyang, don't-"

Lin Canghai was about to speak out to stop him, but found that Li Muyang had put the leaf on his lips again.

Familiar, graceful, eye-catching notes came out of the tiny leaf.

"The Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix. This turned out to be "The Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix"-" Lin Canghai stared at Li Muyang with wide eyes.

This guy, he was able to really play "The Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix", and it was the original "The Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix".

I have never seen the authentic ancient score of "The Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix", but Lin Canghai knew that this was exactly the same as the song "The Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" that he had heard several times.

Moreover, he also played very well and his skills were very superb.

By pronunciating a small leaf, it can actually achieve the same effect as using the Qiandu Magic Sound Flute.

How is this possible?

Qiandu also widened his eyes.

She was originally a beauty with big eyes. When she made another surprised expression, her eyes became bigger and rounder and more cute.

Pretty and cute, cute and sexy, this girl is mixed with various elements, which makes people startle the immortals and forget the vulgarity when they see it.

The magic sound flute was still on the lips, but Qiandu did not blow the notes out.

Her eyes looked at Lin Canghai, which was exploration and inquiry.

Lin Canghai shook his head at her, saying that he didn't understand what was going on.

He just thought he was pretending to make trouble, but now it seems that he is ignorant and ignorant of heroes.

Qiandu thinks about it, then smiles and feels relieved.

She adjusted her mindset and breathed slightly, and the wonderful notes emanated from the magic sound flute again.

One is beautiful in black and the other is handsome in white.

One uses leaves and the other uses piccolo.

The two of them played the same note and played the same tune.

At this moment, the music of the two is the same, and the feelings of the two are also the same.

Li Muyang seemed to be able to know Qiandu’s thoughts, and Qiandu also knew the meaning represented by Li Muyang’s eyes.

When they looked at each other, the fragrance of sunshine filled their hearts.

They didn't know each other for a long time, and they talked only a handful of times. They had no close relationship, and they couldn't even count as friends they made.

However, they felt that they had known each other for hundreds of years.

Something wonderful happened.

A beautiful butterfly flew over and danced beside Li Muyang and Qiandu.

The fish showed their heads from the spring, desperately pursuing the source of music, jumping up again and again, falling again and again-

The sobbing child wolf stopped crying, widened his eyes and looked at the direction where the music was, with a smile that was even more ugly than crying.

The deer drinking water surrounded them, like devout believers, following Li Muyang and Qiandu.

They walked, they also walked. They stopped, they also stopped. They stepped on big rocks, and they followed them. They jumped over the river, but they were blocked by the river, and then jumped down towards the river without hesitation and swam desperately—

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