Fall: Rebirth

At this moment, Xi'er quietly leaned close to Ziying's ear and said in a low voice: "Master, I also want to witness the graceful dance of Qingli Divine Master."

"Oh, yes!" Ziying responded as if waking up from a dream, and then cast his gaze towards Cang Yan, and asked carefully: "I heard that the Divine Venerable Cang Yan's piano playing skills are at the pinnacle, I wonder if I will be lucky enough to listen to a piece of music today?"

However, Cang Yan only raised his head slightly and did not answer.

"That's right, Lord God Cangyan, why don't you play a song? This way, we all have the opportunity to appreciate Lord God Qingli's moving dance." Yan Ge agreed vaguely while still chewing food.

Hearing Yan Ge's words, Cang Yan's eyes paused for a moment. In fact, he had always been accustomed to a secluded life and had never witnessed the graceful dance of Qingli. Deep in his heart, he couldn't help but want to take a peek.

So, Cang Yan slowly raised his head, his movements were so gentle as if he was afraid of waking up something precious. He waved his sleeves lightly, and a table with a guqin on it appeared beside him quietly as if it had fallen from the sky.

Cang Yan stood up slowly, and every step he took seemed so steady and light, as if there was an invisible force supporting him under his feet.

His steps blended perfectly with the surrounding environment, as if he was part of the world. He walked to the desk, lifted the corner of his robe elegantly, and sat down steadily.

Then, Cang Yan moved his fingers slightly, as if he was just plucking the strings casually, but two clear and pleasant notes came out, like the sound of nature.

The wonderful piano music flows like a clear spring, making people intoxicated by it.

When Qingli heard the sound of the piano, her body trembled slightly involuntarily. She turned her head, her beautiful eyes as clear and moving as water, and looked straight at Cangyan.

At this moment, Qingli's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a smile as gentle as the spring breeze, so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated.

Then, without any hesitation, she resolutely reached out and gently took off the mask on her face. As the mask slipped off, a stunningly beautiful face that was unparalleled in the world appeared before everyone's eyes.

The breeze gently blew through her hair, making her look even more charming, as if she was a fairy who had descended from this world.

"The Goddess is so beautiful!" Yan Ge couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, his eyes full of admiration and adoration.

"This is the first time I see the true face of the God." Yan Luo couldn't help but say in surprise, shocked by Qingli's beauty.

"It's really breathtakingly beautiful." Jin Ran couldn't help but praise it either.

At this moment, Qingli's mouth curled up into a smile again, as beautiful as a blooming flower.

She waved her sleeves gently and jumped up lightly. Her figure was graceful and agile, and her sleeves fluttered in the wind, like a butterfly flying among the flowers.

In the blink of an eye, Qingli had quietly landed on the lake. She slowly walked towards the center of the lake. With every step she took, a snow-white lotus would miraculously grow on the lake.

These lotus flowers stand tall and graceful, adding a touch of colorful scenery to the originally calm lake surface.

As the clear water gradually fades away, more and more lotus flowers emerge, decorating the entire lake with a dreamlike and beautiful look.

"Lotus flowers bloom at every step, so beautiful!" Yan Luo couldn't help but exclaimed, his eyes full of envy.

"That's because of the unique aura she exudes. Whenever she steps on the lake, a gorgeous lotus will bloom with almost every step." Ziying explained softly, as if she was already accustomed to all this.

"This is truly amazing!" Jin Ran's eyes were fixed on Qingli, and she muttered to herself, as if she was deeply attracted by the wonder before her.

"Usually she would deliberately restrain her aura. Otherwise, wherever she walked by would instantly become green and full of vitality." Ziying continued to patiently explain the reason to everyone.

“So powerful? It can have such miraculous effects without using any divine power…” Ling Han widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, and he kept saying it was unbelievable.

Cang Yan, who was standing aside, was staring silently at Qing Li, who was smiling particularly sweetly and movingly at the moment, and was completely stunned.

This was the first time he had seen such an unusual Qingli, and he secretly sighed in his heart: She was so beautiful that any fancy words seemed to pale in comparison at this moment.

When Qingli walked to the center of the lake, she raised her head slightly, took a deep breath, then slowly raised one hand and struck a graceful dancing pose.

The hand was like a dancing butterfly, fluttering its wings lightly, as if showing its beauty and agility to the world.

"Cangyan, play the piano faster!" Ziying, who was standing beside him, urged softly. Her eyes were fixed on Qingli, full of expectation and appreciation.

Hearing Ziying's reminder, Cang Yan finally came back to his senses as if awakened from a dream. He gently stroked the guqin in his hand, and his fingers lightly touched the strings, making a clear and melodious sound.

The sound seemed to come from beyond the sky, clear and pleasant, resounding through the clouds, with lingering echoes echoing above the sparkling lake.

As the melodious tune slowly sounded, Qingli began to stretch her graceful body like a dancing butterfly.

Her waist is soft and slender, her dance steps are light and agile, and every movement is as natural and smooth as flowing water, without any delay or stiffness, she is breathtakingly beautiful.

Cang Yan's deep and bright eyes were fixed on Qingli who was dancing gracefully on the lake, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

His hands moved across the strings as quickly as a phantom, playing a series of pleasant and beautiful notes.

Sometimes the sounds of the piano are as gentle and soothing as the gurgling of a brook; sometimes they are as passionate and exciting as the waves in a storm.

Qingli's dance is perfectly matched with Cangyan's piano music. Her steps are light and vigorous, with many changes. Sometimes she spins like a spinning top, sometimes she leaps up like a flying swallow, sometimes she moves sideways, and sometimes she looks back. Each movement is not only full of power, but also very beautiful, showing the feminine softness and tenacity to the fullest.

Accompanied by the melodious and ups and downs of the piano music, Qingli's graceful figure was like a light bird, drawing beautiful and smooth arcs on the sparkling lake, while also rippling a series of sparkling silver and crystal clear ripples.

The lotus flowers that were originally sparsely scattered on the lake seemed to be suddenly endowed with some kind of mysterious magic, and they bloomed one after another with more colorful flowers: some were as pure as ice and white snow; some were as beautiful as the sunset in the sky, so beautiful!

Each of these lotus flowers is more beautiful and colorful than the other, like a group of fairies competing with each other to show off their beauty and grace under the night sky.

They are intertwined and converged together layer by layer, like a huge and magnificent lotus throne, tightly surrounding Qingli in the middle.

At this moment, Qingli is like a flower fairy descending from the fairyland to the mortal world, emitting charming charm and light all over her body. She is so beautiful that it is breathtaking and impossible to look away.

Everyone present was deeply shocked and moved by the scene before them. They couldn't help but immerse themselves in this wonderful scene, feeling the wonders of nature and the wonder and beauty of life.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, only the melodious piano music was still echoing in the air.

Finally, when the last note fell, the sound of the piano gradually subsided, and Qingli slowly stopped dancing.

At the same time, the grand lotus formation gradually dissipated like a phantom and disappeared, leaving only ripples on the lake, silently witnessing the dreamlike and beautiful scene that had just happened.

"Isn't this too beautiful?" Yan Luo's eyes widened and her mouth opened wide for a long time. She was completely shocked by the beauty in front of her, and she fell into a dazed state, as if she had forgotten how to speak.

"Yes, the cooperation between the two gods is really perfect!" Yan Ge was also surprised. He muttered to himself while staring at the lake, trying to engrave the amazing scene in his mind forever.

"Didn't you see how well the two gods cooperated with each other when dealing with the evil spirit that day?" Hill's eyes flashed with admiration and his tone was full of emotion.

"I also feel that they cooperate so perfectly every time, as if they often train together, but in fact, Lord Cang Yan rarely shows up." Ziying frowned slightly and said thoughtfully.

“Maybe…” Yan Ge suddenly lowered his voice and said mysteriously, “If you don’t know, you might think the two gods are husband and wife!”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was silence all around.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.

At this moment, Cang Yan happened to hear Yan Ge's words and couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

At the same time, Qingli flew lightly from the lake. She landed slowly and gracefully and stood beside everyone.

Naturally, she also listened to every word Yan Ge said just now.

However, since Qingli had already lost all feelings, he had no feelings about emotional matters, so naturally he had no feelings about such remarks.

Her face remained calm, without showing any emotion.

"Actually, I think so too. If Lord Qingli was a normal god, he could also be married to Cangyan. After all, they have only worked together twice, and they have such a perfect understanding. Who wouldn't think that they are a match made in heaven?" Ziying said seriously, not noticing Qingli beside him at all.

"Why am I not normal?" Qingli's voice floated gently into my ears like a breeze. Her tone was as calm as water, but it carried an irresistible majesty.

When Ziying heard Qingli's voice, he closed his eyes involuntarily, feeling secretly annoyed that she had heard him again.

But then, Ziying forced a smile and said, "Then you are not sentimental, and have no chance of feeling emotions from now on? This is naturally different from other gods, so it is inevitable that people will feel pity."

When Cang Yan heard this, his heart sank slightly, and a barely perceptible sense of loss flashed across his mind, but there was no sign of abnormality on his face.