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Chapter 8 The Milou Jade Garden

"There are two days of heaven to shine together!"

"That person appears again?!"

After Chu Liuxian was sure that it was not dazzled, he quickly looked away and did not dare to look again.

Without looking directly at the "sun", the unparalleled dazzling feeling suddenly eased a lot.

Gu Fenghan and others also had an extraordinary reaction. After a moment, the three of them finally could see things, and the feeling that they had missed the air also dissipated.

At this moment, the beautiful tunes and Yi Yiya's singing voice came overwhelmingly.

"How could anyone act in this wilderness?"

Chu Liuxian and others were shocked and wondered, and looked in the sound.

After seeing this, everyone was stunned.

Not far away, outside the dilapidated palace outside the Yinxu of Jishui, there is a dreamlike singing hall standing.

This song building is dozens of floors, with white jade all over the body, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top. It can be used to roll zaju for decades, and can only stand one person at the top to stretch his body.

There are dozens of layers, and people are singing their own tunes and performing their own programs, including under the moon, fighting on the battlefield, sad parting, and happy reunion... There are a dazzling array of pictures, and it is dazzling.

"Who is here to order operas and listen to music?"

Chu Liuxian was puzzled. There were countless lights and shadows in front of him. The operas on each floor of the song building distracted part of his attention, almost immersed him in the opera and could not be pulled out.

There are various forms of singing, doing, reciting, hitting;

There are actors, hundreds of operas, zaju, and southern and northern tunes;

There are words that are correct and can be heard, and there are postures that are visible;

There are wind and rain, there are boats walking on horseback, or laughing in high walls and courtyards, or crying in wilderness graves;

Watch three or five walks all over the world, and see six or seven people and millions of soldiers;

In the blink of an eye, years are spent; in the incense stick, for thousands of years!

Sometimes, listen to the singing style, distinguish the rhyme, and listen to the instrumental music; sometimes, look at the Sheng, Dan, Jing, Mo and Chou, and each of them is sad and sad...

...

"When will the ancient trees in the green mountain come to an end? How many people will be ruined!"

"Who swept the moss of a lonely grave? The shade of the tomb blows the paper money around."

At the top of the mysterious Yuyuan, the flower girl dressed in green roared her sleeves and fell forward like a willow-like body. The sound was like a cuckoo crying blood, and she was heartbroken when she heard it.

Chu Liuxian and others had just woken up from countless joys and sorrows when they heard the sad sounds, and they immediately saw paper money flying all over the sky, rolling, some drifting towards the distance, and some burning to ashes in the sky.

The whole world also changed. They seemed not to be watching opera in front of the palace in the Jishui River, but to see young women crying in the wilderness...

"wake up!"

Chu Liuxian bit his tongue and woke up from the illusion with the pain, looking in horror.

Gu Fenghan and Lin Qingying used their own methods and also looked at the same place with horror on their faces.

In front of the palace and outside the song hall, Chu Liuxian and others also saw other things.

The Zhushan Sect, who had left the Jishui Yinxu for a while, fell to the ground one after another;

On the iron-armored flying boat, Qin Bo and Shuang'er leaned softly on the side of the boat, obviously unconscious.

“Who did it?”

Chu Liuxian and others couldn't help but turn their eyes to the broken palace.

Inside, there is a long breath, a beat, and it seems that he is immersed in the drama and cannot extricate himself.

While Chu Liuxian was observing the situation, Qingyi, who was at the top of the Milou Yuyuan, changed her image and changed to a young actor. She sang and performed well in front of the palace:

"Who pity me when I am lonely? I cry to the lonely grave."

Then, he turned to the flower actress and picked up the orchid finger: "Time flipped through the three springs. The quiet road was vague and the soul was deep. Who would summon the soul?!" "Okay!"

In the palace, a man as deep as a king came out.

As soon as this sound came out, everyone in the entire My Dream Song Tower bowed down.

"who is he?"

Chu Liuxian and others exchanged gazes. Gu Fenghan took a step forward and bowed to the broken palace: "In the next Dao Sect, Gu Fenghan, I don't know who the sacred master is?"

“Huh?!”

A sound of surprise came from the palace, followed by a moment of silence, and finally two words came out:

"Watch the show!"

In the mysterious house, singing, dancing and opera, Chu Liuxian and others frowned, and at the same time felt an unspeakable oppressive force, which was imposed on them.

Gu Fenghan's expression was solemn that he told him in a voice that only Chu Liuxian and Lin Qingying could hear: "Be careful, the Yin God is in the palace!"

"Yin Shen?!"

Chu Liuxian gasped, knowing that the trouble was so big that he was not so naive that he really thought that the Yin God Venerable was asking them to watch the show.

When he came to his senses, he saw Gu Fenghan's inquiring gaze and glanced at the broken palace again. Chu Liuxian immediately understood what he meant, first shook his head slowly, and then nodded heavily.

Gu Fenghan understood and quietly shrank his hand into his sleeve.

Chu Liuxian breathed a sigh of relief, and a "boom" sound suddenly came from his ears. He looked up instinctively, but saw a thick column of light burst out from the mirror-like magic weapon that could compete with Hongri.

The beam of light burst out and broke into Ji River. Looking at the whereabouts, it seemed like the location they had just arrived at Ji River.

I think that with such a huge movement, the wonder of Jishui three-pointed water here must have been destroyed?

Chu Liuxian was still thinking in his heart, suddenly seeing wind and rain suddenly, the sky and earth drifting, thunder and lightning, and silver snakes dancing, all concentrated in the direction that was supposed to be three parts of Jishui.

However, less than a hundred miles apart, the place where they are still clear and the sun is shining brightly.

The scene of half wind, rain and half sunny is amazing.

Immediately afterwards, a stranger scene appeared.

“Rumbling ~~”

Accompanied by the sound of stormy waves, a little blue light rose from the horizon and flew towards the second sun bit by bit along the beam of light.

The blue light struggled all the way, turned around several times, and was always getting rid of the power of the light column, and getting closer to the mirror-like magic weapon.

In the vast sky, wherever the blue light passes, there must be treasure light spreading, all of which are blue, like moving the vast ocean and spreading the sky.

"Does he want to collect that treasure?"

Chu Liuxian's pupils shrank, and his eyes fell on the palace. Then he seemed to remember something, his face showed doubt, and quickly swept across the scenes around him.

Around them, there were people in the palace, the Yuyuan, the Zhushan people were unconscious, and Qin Boshuanger fell down. In addition, those who entered and exited the Yinxu of Jishui during this period fell to the ground.

There are probably hundreds of people who add up.

Chu Liuxian's heart flashed with a light of inspiration, as if he had captured something, and lowered his head and pondered: "The people in the palace did this to prevent people from interfering with him in collecting treasures."

"But why didn't we get attacked?"

"Can't it..."

Chu Liuxian suddenly raised his head, and the divine light in his eyes surged. He stared at the treasure gradually approaching the mirror-like magic weapon, obviously he had figured out something.

He didn't act immediately, but just asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother Gu, are you sure that the wind and rain are not something this person can do?"

Chu Liuxian must be sure of this. If this person is the one who causes such a disaster for his own selfishness, his choice will be very different.

"Sure!"

Gu Fenghan said with great certainty: "Yin and Yang Qi combine into rain, feeling into thunder, and excitement into thunder, and it lasts for many days, and countless rainfalls are not something that can be done under the Yang God!"

Chu Liuxian was relieved. He gave Gu Fenghan a look of peace and then suddenly walked out with big strides.

"Junior brother..."

Gu Fenghan was shocked. The people in the palace were obviously not easy to mess with. What was Chu Liuxian going to do? Thinking of his previous look, Gu Fenghan swallowed the next words again.

"Since the Lord wants to collect treasures, I dare not disturb you, so I can rest assured."

"But, I have something to do, and I have to ask the Lord for advice. After I get the treasure, the Lord will be able to give me some advice!"

When Chu Liuxian said these words, he said calmly and had sufficient etiquette, but there was a different thing, which surprised Gu Fenghan and Lin Qingying behind him, and stopped singing and dancing in Milou Yuyuan.

Chu Liuxian's words were not directed at the ruined palace, but at the Milou Yuyuan Road, and at the Qingyi, who was all beautiful in the figures and gestures from the high place!
Chapter completed!
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