Seeing Feng Qingcheng's graceful dance, Xiao Qiuhan and Ao Feier also looked at each other and smiled. They also put their emotions completely into the song. Suddenly, this song "Fei You Must Belong" also reached an unprecedented level. It is not just beautiful, but directly resonates with everyone's soul.
The harmonious music of the harps and flutes captivates the city with a dance. The beauty of this moment is enough to be remembered by everyone forever. One person plays the piano, another person plays the flute, and another person dances with them. The coordination is so tacit. Xiao Qiuhan, Ao Fei'er, and Feng Qingcheng also felt each other's souls rising to the level of the music.
At this moment, they seemed to have entered an unprecedented state. This is the improvement of the spirit or the sublimation of the soul. Their state of mind was also greatly improved at this moment. Ao Fei'er and Feng Qingcheng, at this moment, both entered the realm of the sixth level of Taoism.
Although Xiao Qiuhan has not made a breakthrough, his own strength has been greatly improved unknowingly. Previously, by fusing the power of the venerable and the power of gods and demons, Xiao Qiuhan had reached the peak of the ninth level of Taoism.
At this time, he felt that he was only one step away from the emperor's realm. This bottleneck is constantly loosening, as if it can be broken through at any time. What is lacking at this time may just be the opportunity for a breakthrough.
What no one noticed was that it was in a sea of lavender flowers. There was a man in white standing with his hands behind his back, and beside him, there was a tombstone. The tombstone has the words "Yun Mengxue's Tomb" written on it, and the inscription is "Yun Mengchen stands respectfully."
This man in white clothes has a handsome appearance. Although he is only about forty years old, he has a full head of white hair. He stood here, his back was lonely but very sharp. He seemed to be a sword, the sharpest sword in the world. At this time, listen to the moving sound of the piano and flute. Two lines of clear tears also slid down his cheeks.
"I haven't seen this kid for a year. Not to mention his cultivation, his flute skills are better than mine. Alas, it has always been my dream to be able to integrate my emotions into the Tao of Music. Axue, do you know, I I really miss you. The sound of this boy's flute seems to make you appear before my eyes."
The man smiled slightly, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. But what followed was full of memories and sadness. The Ashue in his mouth is the love of his life and the regret of his life. It's just that the beauty has long since passed away. Even if she is unwilling to accept this fate, how can she make up for it?
By the end of the song, the once noisy bank of the West Lake had already become audibly quiet. Everyone had tears streaming down their faces, as if they were still immersed in the fairy music just now. I don’t know who took the lead. At this time, applause like a mountain roaring and a tsunami also sounded on the bank of the West Lake.
Countless lovers embrace each other by the West Lake. Through this song, they also learned the preciousness of love. Since your sweetheart can be by your side, you must cherish it. You must know how difficult it is for two people to be in love and be able to get along day and night.
And more people, although they are currently alone, their eyes are particularly firm. They smiled slightly, their eyes full of tenderness. In the end, he turned around and left resolutely. I don’t care about the ending, I just want to leave no regrets.
They just want to say I love you to the person in their hearts. Maybe the person in their hearts is waiting for them to say I love you.
Some words, if not spoken out, will eventually be regrettable. But once you say it, maybe the ending will have infinite possibilities. Even though the final outcome is still unsatisfactory, they can still have a clear conscience.
Feng Qingcheng looked at Xiao Qiuhan. She wanted to speak several times, but in the end she hesitated. Xiao Qiuhan is not stupid. How could he not know her feelings for him? He never agreed. In fact, he was rejecting himself. After all, he had given all his love to Ao Feier.
"That's it, it's actually quite good. I have the opportunity to get along day and night. Even if he doesn't love me, I can love him. Compared to those who like others but can't get along with each other, I'm still much happier. Just keep this relationship, maybe one day in the future, he will fall in love with me."
Feng Qingcheng thought this in her heart, and then she felt relieved. Of course, feelings cannot be forced. If you insist on forcing them, it will not be beautiful. Instead of doing this, let it be. If there is a fate, it will last forever. If not, just enjoy the moment.
On the bank of the West Lake, the harmonious music of pianos and flutes, and the alluring dance, are unparalleled in the world. The boat continued to drive in the lake, and Xiao Qiuhan, Ao Feier, and Feng Qingcheng also continued to watch the waves of the West Lake. Through the harmony of the piano and flute and the dance of Qingcheng just now, the relationship between the three people has unknowingly become much closer.
The painted boat goes along the shore of the West Lake. The broken bridge and the remaining snow are beautiful, but the other scenery is also extraordinary. Suddenly, a cherry blossom forest also appeared in front of the three people. This cherry blossom forest was the place where Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen got married.
After the two of them lost their souls, the powerful demon tribes also built a tomb for them in the forest. It was early spring, and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom again. The branches of the cherry blossoms in the garden are in full bloom, and there are countless cherry blossom petals floating in the wind.
Beyond the cherry blossom forest, there is a purple ocean. This is a sea of flowers planted with lavender. The lavender all over the mountains and plains is naturally beautiful. How many women don’t like flowers? Ao Feier and Feng Qingcheng looked at the cherry blossoms and lavender with great joy in their eyes.
At this moment, the three people discovered it. In this sea of lavender flowers, a middle-aged man in white clothes and white hair stood with his hands behind his back. This man is about forty years old, handsome and handsome, with a natural and unrestrained temperament. He looked at the three of them with a smile on his face.
"Master!" Xiao Qiuhan was extremely happy when he saw this person. Ao Feier was also extremely happy, but in this joy, there was also a hint of shyness. It's like a new daughter-in-law coming to meet her elders for the first time. This person is none other than Yun Mengchen, the Sword Immortal from the Human Realm.
Xiao Qiuhan jumped up, stepped on the water of the West Lake, and swept towards the shore. Ao Fei'er and Feng Qingcheng naturally followed closely behind. Although Feng Qingcheng had never met Yun Mengchen, Xiao Qiuhan's words about "master" naturally revealed Yun Mengchen's identity.
"Master, my disciple is unfilial. He left without saying goodbye that day, which made Master worried."
"Qiu Han, you have made rapid progress in the past year. You have been able to advance directly from the first level of the Taoist Realm to the peak of the ninth level of the Taoist Realm. This speed of cultivation puts my teacher to shame. I think you have also had some achievements during this period of time. Quite a few adventures.”
Xiao Qiuhan arrived in front of Yun Mengchen in an instant. Just as he was about to kneel down and salute, he was supported by Yun Mengchen. The master and apprentice had not seen each other for a year, so they were naturally very happy. Seeing his disciple's great progress in cultivation, Yun Mengchen felt extremely happy.
"Qiu Han, although your cultivation has improved rapidly, why is there a strong demonic energy in your body? Your power seems to be a fusion of spiritual power and demonic power. I have never seen it before. This mysterious energy I don’t know if it will be harmful to you.”
Yun Mengchen looked at his apprentice, and suddenly a trace of worry appeared in his eyes. Xiao Qiuhan's power attribute no longer seemed to be pure spiritual power. Although he tried his best to hide it, there was still a faint demonic energy emanating from his body.
"Master, don't worry, the disciple is fine. The story of this matter is a bit complicated. I will report it to the master later. Master, I haven't seen you for a year. How have you been during this time? Where have you been?"
"After you and Miss Fei'er said goodbye without saying goodbye, all the powerful people in the demon world also left one after another. I was touched by the relationship between Brother Xu and Sister Bai, and I knew that I missed some things, and maybe they were no longer here. As for my teacher, these Over the years, I have never been able to spend time with Axue properly."
"So this year, my teacher has been by the West Lake, accompanying Ah Xue. I accompanied her to watch the sun rise and the moon set, and experience the changes of day and night together. Although Ah Xue is no longer here, she has always been with me. In my heart, I will never leave.”
Yun Mengchen turned around and glanced at the tombstone, his eyes full of tenderness. This year, the Sword Immortal has only been with him in his lonely grave. Maybe in the eyes of others, it seems so lonely and lonely. But in Yun Mengchen's heart, there was incomparable sweetness and happiness.
These days, Yun Mengxue seems to be by his side. Yun Mengchen told Yun Mengxue all his experiences over the years. Even though there was just a lonely grave in front of him at this time. But Yun Mengchen still talked happily, as if Yun Mengxue would hear every word he said.
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