[Ancient Sword] Outsider

Lifting the wine cup, I just tasted the wine and listened to the piano in silence, without looking at the player who played the piano.At the end of the song, she drank the wine in one gulp, narrowed her eyes slightly and praised as if aftertaste.

"Excellent, excellent."

I don't know if I'm talking about the wine or the sound of the piano.

The crown prince Changqin didn't care, just smiled indifferently, but Shui Po, who stood upright beside him, stared at Lianhun dissatisfiedly with golden eyes.

Lianhun pretended not to see him, turned his head to stare at the white-clothed luthier for a while, then shifted his gaze to the violin in the other party's hand, and after looking at it for a while, he suddenly said: "This violin... is Chunyang Qin?"

It is rumored that the god of fire, Zhu Rong, made three qins from ash wood. The original body of the crown prince Changqin was naturally made of pure ash wood, and it was called a pure Yangqin. Concerned, he only stroked the strings slightly, and replied:

"nature."

Lian Hun nodded, and asked again: "Is there a gift from God Zhu Rong?"

Here's another weird question.The luthier in white didn't say much, turned over the body of the violin, revealing the back, on which the word 'Feng Lai' was engraved in bold handwriting, which was the name of the violin.

Except for these two characters, the body of the piano is smooth and shiny, without any flaws, let alone fashionable poems.

Thinking about it, Qin Ling, who is so proud, would not allow anyone other than Zhu Rong, who has the grace of regeneration, to engrave on his original body.

Thinking like this, Lord Du'er Xing lingered on Fenglai for a moment, as if she suddenly remembered something, she reached into her sleeve, and after a while, she took out a translucent jade pendant.

"A good piano, a good piano." She smiled, threw the jade pendant into the air, and sent it over with her spiritual force, "Extraordinary things can't be matched, but if I get this thing by chance, I have a better fate with Changqin."

The jade pendant is indeed extraordinary, the light is soft and moist, and it is slightly warm. The crown prince Changqin is held in his hand, but it is difficult to distinguish its category. He has heard some rumors about this new friend, and it must be because he does not know where he came from. As soon as the interest faded away, he took out the treasures he had collected and gave them to him.

He couldn't help being a little amused, but also a little bit emotional, everyone said Yunduer Xingjun's heart was as hard as iron, and he had countless new and old loves. He didn't believe it at first, but he learned it during this time.

The luthier in white was holding the jade ring and was about to say no, when he heard the other party say with a smile: "Remember to wear it all the time, so as to prove that you and I are friends!"

Friend...?

The young man was startled for a moment, turned a corner when he reached his mouth, and subconsciously swallowed it back.

So... also good.

After looking at the golden-eyed water lily, and then at the green-clothed fairy, he silently gave up his refusal, and couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart, with a trace of joy in his heart.

The beautiful mountains and rivers on the mountain are always too lonely.But now it's finally getting lively.

Qianyu blinked his eyes, and said seriously: "Although I have nothing to give you, I promise with you that when I become a Yinglong, I will let you sit by the dragon's horn, ride against the wind, and see all the mountains and rivers. How are you?"

It looked at Xing Jun at the side again, "I was born with two horns, which is just enough."

"That's naturally...excellent."

The water pheasant becomes a jiao in 500 years, becomes a dragon in a thousand years, becomes a horned dragon in another 500 years, and becomes a Yinglong in a thousand years.The journey of practice can be said to be endless, and there are very few people who have cultivated the dragon body since ancient times.However, Qianyu believed in himself deeply, released such bold words without fear, and made an agreement with his friends.

The prince Changqin smiled and agreed, no matter whether it is just a water scorpion or not can really become a Yinglong, this friendship is enough to be called a priceless treasure.

At this point in the topic, even Shangsheng Xingjun, who is the most impatient of playing the piano and painting, couldn't help but come over to see what this raving ass is capable of. Seeing the little ass, she smiled and said: " Looking at your current appearance, I can't imagine how you will become a Yinglong in the future..."

She rolled her eyes, and patted her chest generously, "I count my kindness, if in the future, Xiao Shui Po, if you are near the end of your life and still don't want to give up your practice, you can come to me, nothing else, The so-called master of the south lives and the master of the north dies, it is still possible to prolong your life span of 80 or [-] years!"

Unsuspectingly flicking its tail, it turned its head to express its reluctance to answer Xingjun who questioned its ambition.

Shangsheng Xingjun pursed his lips, and began to fight with Xie relentlessly, looking like a young girl.Lianhun couldn't help laughing. In many cases, Shangsheng Xingjun was a bunch of childish, "With such a disposition, I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse..."

She sighed, full of helplessness and worry.The crown prince Changqin was speechless, but his evaluation of this friend fluctuated by three points, and he suddenly felt that this Xingjun might not be as ruthless as rumored.

"Shangsheng Xingjun is pure and lively, so it is naturally good."

For his consolation, Lianhun just shook his head, and was about to say something when he paused abruptly.

She listened carefully, lowered her eyes to cover her pupils, and after a while, stroked the broken hair by her ears, and slowly stood up.

"What a disgraceful god." She complained without hesitation, "But since the great god Fuxi summoned me, I have no choice but to leave. As for Shangsheng..."

"Naturally, there will be Changqin to entertain you." The luthier in white smiled.

Du'er Xingjun also laughed, just opened his mouth, suddenly covered his lips with his sleeves and coughed a few times, then put down his sleeves and said: "She is not really an ignorant girl, she will be taken care of by others, just a little, don't call She drinks alcohol, otherwise she's going to be crazy!"

Immediately there was a protest from the girl, and the crown prince Changqin smiled and nodded in agreement, and then asked with some concern, "But are you feeling well?"

People with physical strength like them, cold and heat will not invade, no disease, no disaster, only when their own practice is wrong or the five declines of heaven and man will show symptoms, so seeing her coughing, the luthier is inevitably a little worried.

The other party didn't appreciate it, and said nonsense: "It's just an accidental cold."

"...That's all there." The young man in white couldn't help shaking his head helplessly.My good friend, dignified Xingjun, will not be unsure of his situation, since he doesn't want to say more, he doesn't ask more questions.

The fairy in Tsing Yi patted the non-existing dust on her sleeves, and a blue light flew away.

Shangsheng Xingjun, who was playing around with Qianyu at the side, seemed to have sensed it, looked up at the place where the blue light was going, and a complicated expression appeared on his delicate face.

Du'er Xingjun has always been trusted by the Emperor Fuxi, and he has many appointments. The reason for this is nothing more than his consistent indifference.

Maybe others are hearing it, but she has actually seen it.

At that time, she was still ignorant of the distinction between human beings and gods, and often sneaked away to human tribes with her refined soul, made friends with human beings, and even extended the lifespan of human beings when their lifespan was about to expire, but the life extension was limited after all. Unable to delay after 200 years, that person turned to the soul refining that had never been done, but was flatly rejected. Even from begging to threatening, she couldn't make him let go.

He obviously treated the human beings well in every way, like sisters, but at that time they were terribly ruthless. Since then, Shang Sheng has probably unconsciously grown a respect for the Tsing Yi Xingjun in his heart.

She couldn't help looking at the prince Changqin who was playing the piano indifferently again, and smiled secretly in her heart——Friends, friends, what can we do if we make a contract with gifts?

In the end, it must be nothing more than mediocre.

Chapter 3

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed, and the friendship between Prince Changqin, the son of Zhu Rong, and Du Erwenchang, one of the Nandou Xingjun, is still the same as before. The decades of treatment in the back of my mind, I get together several times a year, which is mostly beyond the expectations of the gods.

Shangsheng Xingjun, who often followed the soul refining side, snorted a few times. Since then, seeing the prince's Changqin has become more and more dazzling, and he doesn't show a good face, and he rarely attends the gatherings of Mishan, which makes him hum softly for a moment—it I still firmly remember that when I was born, I joked that it was difficult to cultivate.

Lianhun looked at it with a smile and shook his head. The original small water lizard is very different now. After 500 years, Qianyu has grown into a colossus, only one step away from turning into a dragon.

But she and the prince Changqin have not changed at all, time seems to have stopped on them, she knows that this is just an illusion, even if it is a god or a fairy, it cannot escape decay after all, this is the principle of the endless cycle of heaven .

Dao was the great god Pangu back then, who was so heroic in creating the world, but in the end he couldn't escape his decline.

But right now... it's really too early to say these things.

"The more angry you are, the happier she is." The green-clothed female fairy said helplessly to the water scorpion, looked at the prince Changqin, and sighed again, "Unfortunately, it will not be easy to meet again after today. It will be busy for a while, so let's say goodbye now."

The emperor Fuxi was impatient with the human world, and the handsome gods wanted to go to the sky, and built a heavenly palace in the heaven, one day in the sky and one in the earth, I am afraid that after a long time, they will not be able to come and go as freely as they are now.

The luthier in white also figured this out, and couldn't help but smile wryly, with a gloomy look on his face.

In his heart, he was reluctant to part with this place.This is his hometown, and he has old friends to accompany him. He always feels that he has nothing to do with his ambitions. Now, a decision made by today's Emperor Fuxi immediately broke such a peaceful and beautiful day. These days have been depressed because of it. I am at a loss for the misty providence all my life.

"It's a pity, it's a little bit close, I can transform into a dragon, but you can't see it at that time."

Qian Yu also felt a little bit sad, but he recovered quickly, and instead leaned his cold head on the young man's hand, and comforted him in his own way, "When you are free, you will come to see me at Mt. Don't forget that after I have cultivated into a Yinglong, I will carry you by the corner and roam around the world, wouldn't it be a pleasure."

"I will never forget." Prince Changqin felt a little relieved, but when he saw someone in front of him, he felt more at a loss, "But I want to keep