Merry little roll

"Master, wait a moment."

Yuan Yang flaunted himself, resigned from the maids who were going to surround him to the palace, and flew out by himself.Fu Yuan chased after him, carefully grasping the hem of his fairy venerable's vermilion brocade robe, for fear that it would be dirty by the wind and sand along the way, making it impossible to get on the table.

"You, it's just too small and detailed." Yuan Yang sighed, found a piece of auspicious clouds for the little apprentice to rest, and pulled his clothes back from his hands.

The phoenix hair on his head was very heavy, shaking in the wind made Yuan Yang a little dizzy.

Kankanran arrived at the gate of the fairy palace, and the two came down from the auspicious cloud.Fuyuan, who had never seen the world, looked around, picking fairy trees on the left and flowers on the right. "Master, what is this, it looks like this... Oh, what is this!"

Yuanyang has long been used to Fuyuan's noisy noise, if he didn't listen carefully, it would still be "buzzing" in his ears.This Fu Yuan doesn't seem to be his apprentice, on the contrary, he seems to be taught by Situ himself.

The two were walking, when the sound of a pipa suddenly sounded in front of them, as clear as water.

Under the peach blossom tree not far away, a female fairy is sitting, Shi Shiran is as picturesque as the petals are falling.

I saw her lightly holding a pipa, stroking the surface of the pipa with her slender fingers, and a series of unvoiced sounds came from the thin strings.First, it is like a tired traveler in the evening, drowsy, with a melodious and desolate voice.

After a while, the rhythm gradually became lighter, as if the moon had risen into the night sky, and the traveler raised his wine glass, ecstatically in the bright universe, and sang the feeling of homesickness in his heart.The melody is deep, and the rendering power spreads everywhere.The traveler in the sound of the pipa suddenly poured the turbid liquid into his mouth and tongue, and the chord sounded suddenly and violently, crushing the moonlight in the garden, and went straight to the blue clouds.

The pipa trembles, and the peach blossoms rippling.

"Master, there's a woman in front." Fu Yuan's heart jumped for joy, and now, he could see his master's romantic power again.As long as Master Yuanyang meets a female, regardless of age, regardless of race, he can talk to each other with a smile on his face, which is very miraculous.

"Fu Yuan, I'll test you." Yuan Yang saw the pipa fairy not far away, and smiled slightly, "Although you can't see the appearance of that fairy when you stand here, listening to the pipa Sound, you may guess how pretty she is?"

Fu Yuan rubbed his head: "I've only heard of listening to the music, but I haven't seen the appearance of listening to the piano, but please teach me, Master."

"The sound of the pipa is like water. At the beginning, the waves are calm, but the tone is soft. This girl must be a lady of great beauty; and in Langlang Xiandian, she dares to display her talents so boldly in the path, and she must have pride in her arms; Besides, she must be a bit arrogant when she was able to calm down and keep calm during the feast of the three realms. As for her appearance, in my opinion, she must have a pink face with peach cheeks, but she has two lines of vigor and spring. also."

Hearing this, Fu Yuan froze in place, propping his chin: "This is quite a science."

Yuan Yang smiled, but didn't stay any longer, made a formula and went straight to the Immortal Palace.

Although beauties are good, they should not be appreciated closely.

Outside the Nine Heavens, the gods in charge of the sun and the moon rotate the universe, the day and night are reversed, and the fairyland is plunged into a misty night.And the peach lanterns are gradually lit up, and the fairy light shines on the thousands of peach trees and pear blossoms, shining with brilliance and brilliance.

The sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and the fairy princess sang on the stage, and the envoys of the fairy, demon, and Donghai tribes slowly entered the fairy hall, and it was very lively for a while.

Yuan Yang sat down with a smile on his lips, and the envoys around him covered their eyes one after another, all dazzled by the colorful phoenix hair on top of his head.He was bored, waiting for everyone to enter the palace, and then accepted the baptism of everyone's eyes.

In the fairy palace, nephrite is the pillar and agarwood is slowly born, and silver threads are interspersed with thousands of curtains, blowing in the wind.The sandalwood on the top of the head is carved with the appearance of ancient gods and beasts and auspicious clouds, and the corners of the bamboo table are engraved with small Ruyi.

There are clear clouds above, and the top of the sky and stars are covered below.

Many of them came from the hand of Yuan Yang, Simu Xianjun, which can be regarded as a good story.When the wind blows, the tent flutters, as if the clouds and mountains and the sea are falling.

The ground is covered with nephrite, and the mist with spiritual power on the surface changes shape with people's steps, transforming into the shape of petals and small cranes in mid-air, and quickly breaks up, turning into spiritual power again into the mist.

Laughing and feasting, endless fun.The warm jade in Lantian is extremely beautiful.

It is said to be a feast, but it is just a gathering of people from the three realms to eat, admire beauties, and drink.Yuan Yang was playing with the wooden beads he made in his sleeves, not very interested.

Peach wine, spring-scented wine; jasper cup, golden feet into a bottle; emerald plate, exposed as a painting.The guqin is buzzing and the bells are tinkling.

The jade liquid in the cup was swaying, and the phoenix hair on Yuan Yang's head reflected light from the wine.

Suddenly, Yuan Yang opened his eyes wide, white light shone in his head, and the silk, bamboo and voices beside him were almost quiet.

A dark fragrance came, and there was a lotus growing in front of him, walking towards him.

The visitor was completely white, and surrounded by Xian'e, he sat down in front of Yuan Yang. Although his face was covered by a gauze, the attractive outline was faintly visible.Yuan Yang claimed to have seen countless beauties, but none of them had such a bearing as this person, which surprised him so much.The immortal energy in this person's body is extremely strong, so pure that it looks like a god who walked out of an ancient scroll.

There are beautiful women in peerless generations, but that's all.What's important is that the beauty is so close to him, but he doesn't feel uncomfortable at all.

He stared at the beauty, and the beauty stared at him, and the two of them stared at each other for a long time through the gauze.

For some reason, Yuan Yang felt strange in his heart, as if something was about to burst out of his body, but he couldn't turn his eyes away.Could it be that the thousand-year-old iron tree has bloomed?

"Master, Master, what are you doing staring at the emissary from the Demon Realm?" The little apprentice tugged at Yuan Yang who was still there, his oily face wrinkled into a ball.

Yuan Yang was stunned, and turned his head to Fu Yuan abruptly when he heard the words, the little apprentice's words were like thunder, and woke him up who was addicted to beauty.

"The demon realm... is not a fairy. Wait, isn't the messenger of the demon realm a man!"

Before Yuan Yang finished speaking, the person opposite had already stood up and stood on the stage.Xian'e backed down to make room for that man.

The palace man stepped forward and announced: "Demon Realm, Moyin Demon Monarch, dance sword."

The man drew out his sword, and the music played slowly. The tenderness all over his body suddenly became hard, his figure flowed, and his upper body danced with the rhythm.The pavilion is green and covered, the center is bold and majestic, the Taiye waves are turned, the white clothes are folded, and the soul is broken.The sword spirit fluttered among the silver lights.

Yuan Yang couldn't help but be amazed, this sword technique is actually somewhat superior to that of Immortal Heng Ning.

The drumbeat turned sharp, and the long sword was like a light, and finally danced in the posture of piercing the Changhong.The glaze on the top is shining, the sword is like frost and snow, and the vigorous sword is spinning in the hand, just like the quiet and quiet lake suddenly being blown by the strong wind, and the bamboo leaves are flying in an instant, and the recklessness is shocking.

This time, with the arrogance of a general drunk on the battlefield, he was also demonstrating to the envoys present, showing the strength of the demon realm.

Just the powerful spiritual pressure waved out is enough to frighten everyone present so that they dare not move.

The sword energy seemed to be endowed with life, wandering freely around his body, making his clothes flutter.The feet are not stained with dust, the clouds are powerful, and the blue dragon is fast.It was the soul that shuttled back and forth, but the gusts of wind walked around, and the sword rose up, as suddenly as lightning, and the mist dispersed.It is really a silver light rising from the court, swallowing the soul of battle for thousands of miles.

Jun Yuanyang was fascinated by watching it, and he felt an overwhelming fragrance coming towards him, when the peerless sword dancer jumped off the stage with his sword and walked straight in front of him.The faces of the two were suddenly only a few feet away, and Yuan Yang was so startled that he moved back a few feet along the couch.Unexpectedly, when he retreated a few feet, the man would approach him a few feet.Zhi Zhi was dumbfounded by the envoys around him, and they gathered their eyes together one after another.

The man stretched out his hand and moved closer to Yuan Yang. He was caught off guard and felt a chill on his head.

Everyone gasped, the emissary from the demon realm actually took off the phoenix hair of the emissary from the fairyland, revealing the **** head.

Yuan Yang was at a loss, he didn't know why something happened, and was about to grab his hair back.Although he doesn't like the phoenix hair, it is after all bestowed by the emperor himself, and he must not lose his majesty in front of the envoys of the three realms.

Unexpectedly, the next scene made him stay where he was.

The Yaojun who was so proud just now stood in front of him in a daze, crying.

Those two lines of tears fell drop by drop on the pure white skirt behind the tulle, becoming crystal clear and falling to the ground into beads.

Yuan Yang's hands froze in the air.

He, Yuan Yang, a fake monk who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, has lived through vicissitudes of life, and made someone cry for the first time?

This feast of the three realms is really exciting.

After one night, I don't know how many people spread the strange story of "sword dancing to provoke a weeping demon king" in the fairyland and demon world, and it became a strange thing in people's mouths after dinner.

"I don't know what the origin of this demon king is."

"You don't even know this, the Demon Lord of Moyin is famous in the world."

"But I don't know why you wear a veil to cover it up and dress it up in white?"

"Lonely and ignorant, listen to me slowly."

Speaking of Moyin Yaojun, his name in the demon realm is not the same as Yuanyang Xianjun in the fairyland, both of them are weird talents with a lot of background.It is said that they are members of the royal family in the demon realm. They are often mistaken for women because they are born with a strange fragrance and wear veils and white clothes.In fact, his stature is stalwart, which is not comparable to that of ordinary demon gods.

It is said that someone once saw her face under her veil, she did not look like a woman, she was well-defined, full of heroism, and was known as the most handsome man in the fairyland, Yuanyang Jun.

Although this demon king is a person in the demon realm, he enjoys the reputation of "pure goodness and loyalty" in the world. There are countless people in the realm of humans, immortals and demons who have received his favor.

Perhaps it was because of too many good deeds that this monster exuded a pure and pure aura, looking like a fairy.

"It's true, the most pure and good in the world of immortals."

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