Misty rain and heavy flowers accompany the king's return

Speaking of which, there were not many festivals in the Great Phoenix Dynasty, even pitifully few.

But the Tianfeng Festival on October [-] is a very important event in the aristocratic circle of the imperial capital.

Because according to legend, on this day, Emperor Tianfeng established the Dafeng Dynasty under the foundation of seven prefectures and twelve counties.

Shen Luo believed that legends were always legends.What's more, it is the biography of the emperor, after all, there are more artificial embellishments than truth.

However, as the governor of the imperial capital, in today's imperial capital, there must be a huge and narrow picture of the flying phoenix hanging on the city wall fifty steps away.

Between the battlements, there are also three stacks of an imperial flag.

These tasks of Shen Luo were all carried out by the people below, and Baili Songran led a large number of yamen servants and imperial forest troops to assist.

And Shen Lu himself was expropriated, and the person who expropriated him was none other than Emperor Qianyuan.

"Your Majesty, why do you have to hold a Yueqin when you go to Tianyin Pavilion to sacrifice?" Shen Luo and Guowei had the honor to accompany Emperor Qianyuan in the car, and none of the civil and military officials followed, which made Shen Luo very strange.

"It is customary for the governor of the imperial capital to accompany the sacrificial ceremony, and this year is another big sacrificial ceremony once every ten years." Emperor Qianyuan replied.

"Then the royal relatives?" Shen Luo wondered why the three kings didn't come.

"The emperor's relatives are not allowed to come, do you think anyone can enter Tianyin Pavilion?" Emperor Qianyuan gave him a white look.

Shen Luo was holding the qin, thinking it was really strange, he had to hold the qin to sacrifice, if the governor of the imperial capital didn't know how to play musical instruments, wouldn't it be impossible to be a prince?

The location of Tianyin Pavilion is in the mountain depression north of the imperial capital, and the dangerous cliffs at both ends are definitely a sharp weapon for defense.

Passing through the deep stream of the valley, there are many green pines and verdant cypresses on the ridges along the way, and the cool breeze blows from the valley, even sitting in a carriage can feel the cold breath.

The birdsong from time to time is like the elves in the deep valley, which makes people feel anxious.

Before the car arrived at a wide mountain pass, huge stone sculptures of benhu were guarding both ends. Shen Luo was a little surprised when he saw it, because the pattern of this benhu was too familiar. Isn't this the pattern of the tiger and ben of the melodious king's flag?

With doubts, he accompanied Emperor Qianyuan to get off the car, and twenty white-clothed priests lined up in front of him stood on both sides.

"Congratulations, His Majesty the Emperor!" The priests nodded their foreheads together and saluted.

Emperor Qianyuan nodded in return: "Thank you, everyone."

Under the guidance of the priest, only Emperor Qianyuan, Guowei and Shen Luo climbed the long stairs behind the Benhu sculpture.

The tall steps lead from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, like a flat razor, and the sloping white jade steps shine brightly in the sun.

However, the mountain winds on both sides whizzed by, but were subtly eliminated by the nearby peaks. The whistling mountain wind was like the melodious sound of the Dafeng Dynasty, which made people understand.

Following Emperor Qianyuan, Shen Luo and Guo Wei walked on the hundreds of white jade stairs.

Every step of the white jade ladder was carefully engraved with various patterns.

After the hundred-step stone ladder, it was only halfway to the ridge, and looking up, there was a long breath of clouds and mist.

Among the flying clouds and mist, he could no longer see the scenery above. Shen Luo turned his head and looked down. The standing attendants were lined up among them, looking very small.

After passing through the clouds and fog, we continued to walk more than 100 stone steps before we reached a platform on the top of the mountain.

A gentle breeze blows, blowing the clouds and mist away from the top.

The surrounding clouds and mists are rolling and rolling like flying clouds, moving forward quickly.

It was the first time for Shen Luo to see such a spectacle, he was so stunned that he couldn't speak. He sat on Wushizui in Huzhou and watched the clouds rise and fall for several months.But no matter how violent the rushing lake wind under Chuanyun Peak is, there has never been such a wonderful scene, that is, the clouds and waves move quickly without blowing away the clouds and mist.

Shen Luo was fascinated by watching, and Guowei reminded softly at the side: "Let's go, it's the same way when I came here for the first time."

"Go!" Just as Shen Luo was about to ask where to go, he saw an iron chain bridge across the tops of two mountain ridges appear in front of him, which was blown low in the sea of ​​clouds.

The long iron chain bridge runs across the top of the mountain. Following Emperor Qianyuan, he walked up the iron chain bridge and walked fifty steps. When he reached the center of the bridge, the dense fog cleared, and a deep valley appeared below him. When I looked at the mountaintop platform behind me, it was completely gone.

After walking more than ten steps, the mountain wind blew, and a high mountain appeared on the opposite side. The white roof appeared on the mountain. Under the sunlight, the layer upon layer of buildings shone with a strange aura. The attics with eaves were patchwork on the entire mountain. It's as dreamy as heaven.

Emperor Qianyuan walked to the end of the bridge with his hands behind his back. Hundreds of priests holding flags and various instruments stood in a strange formation. When they saw Emperor Qianyuan appear, they knelt down together and said, "Congratulations to His Majesty Emperor Qianyuan of the Great Phoenix Dynasty!" !"

Emperor Qianyuan stretched out his right hand and raised it with one hand: "God bless the Holy Dynasty!"

"Long live Yongan!" The priests replied together.

Holding the flag of the flying phoenix, the priests led Emperor Qianyuan to the main hall of Tianyin Pavilion one after another.

The palace built entirely of white jade is majestic and majestic, and the sacred atmosphere permeates in the cold tones. Around the main hall, priests holding silver long staffs stand guard five steps away.The top of the staff is a golden phoenix pattern, and the entire temple is surrounded by corridors on three sides. In the center of the square, there is a huge blue pool with clear blue water, and a red phoenix pattern at the bottom of the pool.

"Who came here for the first time?" asked the welcoming priest.

"The No. 13 candidate for the post of Taifu in the Dafeng Dynasty." Guowei stepped forward to answer.

The priest nodded: "Take him to the Zodiac. Your Majesty and the Grand Tutor will follow me."

Shen Luo looked at Guowei and Emperor Qianyuan, both of whom gave him affirmative nods of support.

Shen Luo separated from them completely, walked to the other side of the ridge, looked up, and saw palaces hovering among the mountains.

"Here are the twelve palaces of Tianyin Pavilion. From top to bottom, they are the twelve palaces of 'Heaven, Earth, Sun and Moon, Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, Clouds, Seas, Dust and Wind'." The priest who led the way said: "My lord, report your name! "

"sink!"

"Official position!"

"The governor of the imperial capital!"

The priest bowed to the void of the palace: "The No. 13 Grand Master of the Dafeng Dynasty, the candidate for the upper eunuch, Mr. Shen Luo, ascended to the sky!"

"Lord Shen, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are the key means to break through the barrier, but they are not the main one. The main thing is the heart, your heart!" The priest pointed to his heart, reminding Shen Luo.

Shen Luo had no idea what he was about to face, nodded his thanks, took a deep breath, and climbed up the steps with his yueqin in his arms.

All the priests stood still below, and on the plaque of the first palace was a simple word 'wind' in official script.

"Boom!" A huge bell rang, and Shen Luo stepped into the hall, a gust of wind blew in, making people tremble, and Shen Luo couldn't help but close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he actually took a vacant step and stood on the clouds.

Shen Luo panicked for a moment, then came back to his senses and found that the clouds under his feet were blown by the wind very quickly.

"The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all means to break through the barrier." The words of the priest rang in my ears.

Shen Luo sat down slowly, took out the yueqin, moved his fingers, and the sound of the piano moved, the sound of the piano was like a sharp blade, making the sound of breaking the wind, and the sound of the torn wind became furious.

"Hoo hoo!" The huge blow made the sinking sleeves crackle.

Shen Luo simply closed his eyes, the sound of the piano fell into the clouds like thunder, bursting out bursts of colorful roars.

The gust of wind is intermittent, and the sound of the piano becomes gentle with the feeling. Under the breeze, the sound of the piano is as light as the dust, the waves of thousands of miles are calm, and the world is full of tranquility.

"Boom!" A dull bell rang, Shen Luo opened his eyes, and stood up. In front of him was a new palace. Two withered willows were planted in front of the palace. Same as breaking.

Shen Luo raised his head, and the word 'dust' appeared in front of him.

Walking into the main hall, there is yellow sand all over the ground.

The feeling here is 'quiet', deathly quiet.

The sand rolls gently under the feet, the scorching sun is motionless above the head, and the sinking can only step forward.

Walking to the top of a sand dune, looking up, you can see a sea of ​​tranquility in the distance. The blue ocean and the desert are equally divided, each accounting for half.

Shen Luo walked forward, farther and farther away, but the ocean in front of him remained motionless, still so far away.

Looking back, the footsteps I walked before have all disappeared, as if no one has ever walked.

He took a deep breath, but in desperation, he had no choice but to continue walking.

I don't know how long it has been, but the coast is still so far away, and my calf is a little twitching, but I really don't have any sweat on my body.

"It's all an illusion!" Shen Luo reminded himself, bent down, grabbed a handful of yellow sand with his bare hands, and gently watched the quicksand slip from his fingertips, and the falling sand grains fell straight on the sand dunes, Like a passing life.

"There is no wind, no four seasons?" Shen Luo looked up at the unmoving scorching sun.

He picked up the yueqin and sang as he walked. He could sing two pieces, one "A Laugh from the Sea" and "Song of the Four Seasons".

The tune of the song of the four seasons flows in the sand dunes full of yellow sand, like a breeze, sinking and singing while walking, feeling as elegant as a bard.

In the sound and melody of the piano, there are sentimental feelings for the four seasons. When he inadvertently, his feet have stepped into the sea.

Shen Luo suddenly turned around, and the sand dunes behind him had disappeared.

I'm afraid this is the 'sea' palace of 'cloud sea dust wind'.

Shen Luo looked down, the sea was very shallow, so shallow that he could see the houses and palaces below.

"Could it be that the sea palace is below?" Shen Luo thought for a while, carried Yueqin on his back, and dived into the bottom of the water.

The shallow sea water didn't seem to exist. He didn't dare to breathe, but he was able to dive straight into the bottom of the sea. There was a grand palace on the bottom of the sea, and the word "sea" was written on the plaque on it.

Swimming into the palace, huge bells ring among the mountains.

Emperor Qianyuan was sitting drinking tea with Guowei and a priest in the side hall of the main hall at the moment. Hearing the third bell, Emperor Qianyuan smiled: "He is the same as you."

Guowei nodded knowingly, the test he took back then was still in his heart for the rest of his life.

The moment Shen Luo stepped into the hall, the sea water was blocked outside the hall.

He looked around himself, not even his hair was wet.

The transparent palace walls are surrounded by sea water, as if in a world completely submerged by the sea.

Shen Luo followed his feeling and walked inside. Sure enough, the wall seemed to be able to move. Following his steps, the entire palace moved on the bottom of the sea.

In the distance of the dark ocean, it was completely dark.

There is no fish or shrimp, no trace of life, this place is the same as that desert, like a land of death.There are no seasons, no passage, no life of all.

Shen Luo continued to move forward, and saw the shining light in the distance in the darkness. The light was not dazzling, but it was like stars, endlessly, and the galaxy was densely covered, just like the top of the sky.

Shen Luo walked over quickly, a mirror was placed in the sea, stuck in the sea sand, motionless.

Walking in front of a mirror, when Shen Luo's glasses saw the mirror, the mirror seemed to come alive, and a picture appeared in it, which was a person's vision. Shen Luo sat down, and the picture passed quickly, like a repetition A person's life is the same.

I don't know how long I sat quietly like this until the owner of the mirror passed away and the picture disappeared.

As if Shen Luo had watched someone else's life, he closed his eyes slightly to cultivate himself, thinking of the 'self' in his dream, does it exist somewhere like this mirror?Is my dream the replay of this mirror?

Shen Luo couldn't find the answer, so he stood up and remembered the picture of "that self" when he was in the northwest, holding his hands together and looking down on the sky. The person in the dream has already experienced the battle of Xiazhou, although he lost his lover.But he stood on the top of the empire, laid down an unprecedented and magnificent empire territory for his nephew Yu Wen'an, commanded the conquest of millions of troops, and achieved immortal feats of all things.

He untied his bun, put the jade hairpin on the ground, and put it with Yueqin.

Shen Luo closed his eyes slightly, crossed his hands, and looked up at the sky above the sea. The huge Jiaoyang above seemed to be drawn, emitting a dazzling light.

The several mirrors in the sea water, as if being guided, slowly left the sea sand and floated towards the sinking.

Shen Luo stretched out his finger, and a mirror fell in front of him. The person in the mirror was not someone else, but the owner's father, Shen Qingfa who died in the capsized water.

The picture in the mirror passed quickly, until the surging river swallowed it, and finally disappeared in the darkness.

After reading this, Shen Luo let out a sigh.

After all, he is the father of his original owner.

Shen Luo lifted his robe, and bowed respectfully to the mirror three times.

As if inspired, the mirror floated up.

Another mirror turned over, and the picture flashed away, it was Qingchen's mother.

Seeing the little Qingchen in the picture, how he looked like when he was young, Shen Luo smiled knowingly.

In Tianyin Pavilion, following Shen Luo's gesture of crossing his hands before, Wanli blue sky suddenly disappeared.

The scorching sun was suddenly covered by a huge black shadow, and the land of Kyushu was plunged into darkness.

"What's going on here?" An old man in white came in.

Emperor Qianyuan saw him, got up and saluted: "Join the emperor's uncle."

The old man glanced at Emperor Qianyuan, and asked Yin Wanshan, the head of the priests, "Who went to the Zodiac Palace?"

"Hui Taizun is the candidate for the thirteenth generation Taifu, Shen Luo, the governor of the imperial capital." Yin Wanshan is the current generation's pavilion master, with a detached status, even Emperor Qianyuan would salute him when he saw him.

But the old man in front of him is different, he is the owner of Tianyin Pavilion three generations ago, the oldest elder of the Yin family royal family.

"Shen Luo?" The old man narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why did he know the world master's Tianyin style?"

"Tianyin style?" Emperor Qianyuan heard this for the first time.

"Call all priests!" The old man dropped this sentence.

Twelve thousand priests gathered in Tianyin Pavilion.

"Set up the formation!" The old man gave an order, and a huge ring formation appeared in the crowd of priests.

As soon as the formation was launched, two mirrors appeared in the sky, which turned into auroras and shone brightly for nine days.

"Biography of Emperor Qianyuan": "Tianyin Festival on October 21, the [-]st year of Emperor Qianyuan. The solar eclipse Kyushu, thousands of miles of dark clouds, and you can't see the sun. The sky, the beauty of this scene is once in a million years.

This scene of the prosperous age is seen in all countries, and it is called Qianyuan Shenguang in history, which is the beginning of the prosperous age of Qianyuan. "