Without the distraction of chores, Milo and Lin Yangxin felt much more relaxed. They were even interested in reciting poems on the road.
On this day, the sun was setting in the west. The sun had restrained its dazzling light and turned into a golden disc, slowly sinking into the horizon.
The afterglow of the setting sun coated the entire world with a layer of golden-red glow. The clouds and smoke in the sky had a little more golden edge. The green trees on the mountain were also dyed with a ray of golden color, as if autumn had arrived in an instant, making it look particularly gorgeous.
Milo looked at a small lake and saw that the lake surface was shining with golden phosphorescence under the reflection of the afterglow. He couldn't help but smile and said: "The afterglow of the setting sun is reflected, and the ripples of the water are leisurely. The clouds are shining with neon shadows, and the thousands of mountains are dizzy in the remaining autumn."
When Lin Yangxin heard this, he smiled and was about to say a few words of praise when he saw Milo's expression change slightly and he turned around and looked to the other side.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Yangxin frowned slightly, Milo sensed it carefully, frowned and said: "Strange, there seems to be something related to me in that direction, and is it calling me?"
"Is it destined to you?"
Lin Yangxin immediately became vigilant, his expression changed slightly and he said, "Can you be sure what it is?"
Looking at Lin Yangxin's expression, Milo knew what he was thinking and said with a smile: "Brother, it's not as scary as you think. It's not a treasure, but a certain person. The other person seems to have some fate with me. And A ritual similar to inviting a god was going on, which triggered my spiritual awareness. But the specific person is a bit far away and cannot be determined for the time being. "
When Lin Yangxin heard this, his brows furrowed. He thought about it again and again before slowly speaking: "Since we are human beings, let's go and take a look to see if something really goes wrong."
"That's fine." Milo nodded and directed Xuanhe to change direction.
Because the perception was intermittent and seemed to be deliberately concealed, Milo had to stop and perceive carefully from time to time, so it took them about half a stick of incense to find the person.
But before they saw that person, Milo and Lin Yangxin heard sounds coming from not far away.
"Every sound comes from the human heart; when the human heart moves, it is caused by the original thing; when objects move, it is shaped by the sound; when the sound is combined, it prays to the gods..."
Accompanied by a burst of singing that sounded like flying springs and jade, Miluo and Lin Yangxin lowered their heads at the same time, and saw a woman standing and dancing among the grass and trees.
She created a stage border with a stick of incense. She raised a hand among the incense, straightened her slender fingers, pressed her thumb on the middle of her middle finger, and rotated her body slightly, with the slightly transparent gauze flying around her body. .
A faint aura gathers, and along with the long-sleeved gauze, under the guidance of aura, it absorbs the faint incense around it, turns into petals falling from the sky, and blends into the surrounding vegetation and land.
"A show to reward the gods?" Lin Yangxin raised his eyebrows slightly and looked around.
Milo frowned slightly, thinking in his mind: "Qin'er?" '
He looked at the woman below who had a perfect voice, eyes and steps, whose every move was perfect, and whose movements were full of spiritual energy. He couldn't help but secretly admire her. She was indeed the successor recognized by Bai Xisou.
Along with the rise and fall of the opera, some divine lights gathered around and turned into shadows of gods, standing in all directions.
As soon as they took shape, when they saw the hidden figures of Milo and Lin Yangxin, they all showed surprise and bowed to show respect.
After Milo raised his hand to express that nothing happened, the gods and spirits returned to their seats and watched the drama.
In the illusion of Taixu, there is a saying that "the drama has begun, and all directions are coming to listen. One side is human, three directions are ghosts, and four directions are gods. No matter whether there are people or no people below, the song must be finished."
In Hanxia, this kind of statement only belongs to the play of honoring gods.
At the same time, this is also a unique technique for praying to gods in the Hanxia opera lineage.
Just as they sang at the beginning, "Every sound comes from the human heart; the heart beats from the original thing." The actors use their own spiritual feelings as a reward, either to request or to reward the gods in the four directions to borrow strength.
Generally speaking, once the performance of the God-rewarding Opera starts, even if someone sees it, they will not bother them. Even if they stop to watch, they will bow their hands in all directions and salute, and then find some secluded corner to sit down.
But there are many gods in Hanxia, and everyone has seen them too much. Some people think they know the loopholes in the rules, and they don't care about these ancient things.
A ray of sword light emerged and struck Qin'er's Tianling.
Seeing this scene, many small gods and land spirits around them exclaimed in surprise, and at the same time lowered their auras to give blessings.
Qin'er relied on the power of the surrounding gods and spirits to twist her body and successfully avoid the sword light.
At the same time, Qin'er's thumb was clasped in the middle of her middle finger, and the remaining three fingers were slightly spread out, stretching out like an orchid. With a graceful posture, she shot a shot in the air, and the smoke gathered, turning into an orchid shadow and hitting it wherever the sword light came from. .
"Okay!" The gods around him cheered, and as everyone spoke, the divine power and the power of wishes combined, feeding Qin'er back, making her movements more powerful.
Of course, Qin'er's movements still maintained an elegant, leisurely and nonchalant attitude. They can be said to be extremely fast, accurate, clear, and strange. Mi Luo also nodded secretly.
When the sword light reappeared and became more and more aggressive, I couldn't help but give some pointers.
Qin'er's movements slowed down, and a trace of surprise appeared between her brows, but her movements were not slow. She followed Milo's instructions and suppressed the master of the sword light to retreat step by step.
"Hao Qin'er, you still said that the master didn't open a small stove for you at the beginning?"
Seeing Qin'er's movements becoming more and more exquisite, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties couldn't help but jump out. There was jealousy and resentment in his face.
Qin'er continued to sing and dance, minding her own business, performing an opera to reward the gods.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! I'll let you sing!"
When the young man saw Qin'er's behavior, he laughed angrily. He raised his hand and threw out more than a dozen daggers with arm lengths. Pulled by a thin silk thread, they danced around Qin'er's body, seemingly matching her opera. In fact, he made things difficult for her at every turn, deliberately attacking the places where she must pass through for her ups and downs.
Lin Yangxin frowned and was about to say something when Milo had already sent a message to Qin'er.
After receiving the guidance, Qin'er's figure became more elegant. If she was a strange orchid in the world before, elegant and elegant, now she has a third of fairy spirit, and she feels like a flying fairy. Her fingers are slightly bent, and she picks up a piece of smoke to rise. The petals pop up between the dance steps, causing the flying sword to dance, soaring up and down with its own dance steps.
For a moment, I didn't know whether Qin'er was dancing alone or dancing with someone else.
The most amazing thing is that her incomparable power can also drive the incense and willpower around her, pulling up her own emotions, the emotions of men, and the emotions of the owner of the sword and light, turning them into rewards and sending them to all directions.
The gods and spirits applauded again, and their wishes were gathered to support the dance, making the dance more sacred.
However, Qin'er's changes made the young man suffer. Just as he knew Qin'er's methods, his energy and spirit were easily aroused by Qin'er. At this time, his energy and spirit were constantly being consumed, but he could not get the slightest improvement. In return, his complexion naturally became paler.
ps: "The sounds are generated by the human heart; the movement of the human heart is caused by the original things..." Modified from "Book of Rites and Music", the original text is "The sound is generated by the human heart. The movement of the human heart is caused by the physical things..." . It is moved by things, so it is shaped by sounds." Then Milo read the poem from "The setting sun reflects the light of the waves, and the shadows of Shuyun linger in the water." The specific author has not been found yet. Readers who know the source can please give me some pointers.
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