Shenzhou Town Demon Records

Chapter 786
After Qing Ning danced to a song, the grandeur of the Tao remained forever, everyone was still excited, and the light in the venue had already changed.

But seeing a bright and clear light emanating from the dome, just like a full moon hanging in the sky, the light and shadow projection is like fog and illusion, and the fairy's wonderful state can be vaguely seen, and the scent of osmanthus can be felt in the nose in a trance.

Where the moonlight sprinkled down, brisk drums sounded, accompanied by low-pitched horns, forming a series of melodies full of exotic customs.

The rhythm of jumping is like a little spark, ignited among the mountains, reflecting the night sky as bright as day.

On the top of the mountains, a majestic palace city stands in the sky, and the city is illuminated by the clear moonlight, as if the legendary god descended from the secret realm.

In the increasingly dense drumbeats, I heard the melodious sound of the four strings plucked, especially against the horn, and the moonlight seemed to be drawn, turning into more brilliant colors.

Suddenly, a red shadow came riding on the cloud and stepping on the moon. The gorgeous silver crown is dazzling, and the exquisite clothes are shining. The focus of the audience.

The second person to appear on the stage was naturally Fang Ruxin. She changed into a brand new set of dance clothes. The color was still bright red, but the shape was more refined.

The pure white arms, slender waist, especially those slender jade legs, are all displayed generously, which shows the youthful charm of the girl.

Even though Mu Yun had no evil thoughts in his heart, he still couldn't help feeling dizzy and hot when he saw it at first glance. When he was calling Amitabha to himself, his eyes suddenly went dark, probably because someone covered his eyes.

Mu Yun froze for a moment, before he could speak, he heard Xiao Lei snort and said, "You are not allowed to look."

Mu Yun silently swallowed a mouthful of old blood, struggling to say: "Don't worry about it, I am a gentleman, I just appreciate it, and I will never think about it."

Xiao Lei spat, and said angrily: "I believe you, you bastard, you are very bad, anyway, you are not allowed to see it."

Mu Yun wanted to cry but had no tears, so he could only listen to the silk and bamboo tunes and imagine Fang Ruxin's graceful dance.

With the dizzying continuous rotation, Fang Ruxin gradually lowered her body, and finally embraced her hands and looked up at the sky. That is where the moonlight is brightest and the source of countless beautiful legends.

Fang Ruxin's gaze was calm and firm, and anyone could feel the power of faith from it. She slowly stretched out her hands to meet the dreamy and quiet moonlight.

The slender and white fingers are gently pinched, which looks like a pair of peacocks looking at each other. The peacocks with their tails open are gorgeous and bathed in the light of the bright moon.

Fang Ruxin's nimble arms are sometimes raised high, sometimes lowered, sometimes separated, sometimes crossed, and the two peacocks show off their charms and compete for beauty, dancing gracefully under the moonlight veil.

Yuehua is selfless and helps all living beings.

At the moment when the light was brightest, the two peacocks seemed to have been reborn, and they uttered extremely crisp chirps, and at the same time fluttered their wings and flew high, rushing towards the moonlight.

In an instant, Fang Ruxin jumped with a little kick, her fit figure was fully unfolded, and she began to dance with all her might.

The snow-white under the fiery red, every inch is full of vigorous vitality, rushing out from the deepest part of the body, nothing can stop it, only being infected by this vitality.

Xiao Lei stared at Fang Ruxin intently, his face flushed before he knew it, and he couldn't help but want to dance.

The rest of the girls were also shaking their hearts, especially Miss Yafei, who looked fascinated and subconsciously twisted her waist, as if dancing with Fang Ruxin. She probably regretted quitting this competition.

When the sound of the piano and drum horns reached its climax, Fang Ruxin's dance steps stopped abruptly. She cupped her hands to her heart and stared at the bright moon in the sky on tiptoe.

The frozen scene at this moment seems to be the intersection of man and god, inheriting the mantra of Yuehua.

Fang Ruxin's expression was extremely pious, she knelt down to Yuehua, and raised her hands from her heart, as if offering her whole body and mind as a sacrifice.

The drum rests, the trumpet stops, the qin stops, the red shadow gradually disappears into the night, only Yu Yuehua protects Jiuli.

While everyone was still reminiscing about Fang Ruxin's dancing posture, the light in the venue suddenly changed again. In an instant, brilliant golden light poured down from the dome. The dazzling golden sun replaced the bright white moon, and the whole hall was brightened.

In the center of the hall stands a sassy beauty, dressed in a golden dress, which can be called unparalleled magnificence.

Mu Yun endured it for a long time, and when he noticed the changes in the rhythm of the music and the light, he quickly pushed away Xiao Lei's little hand that was covering his eyes.

When you focus your attention, you can see Wei Ting's clothes fluttering, holding a long sword in each hand, the sword in his left hand is behind his back, and the sword in his right is across his chest. Although it is just a starting gesture, it is enough to show everyone's meaning.

The moment the Qingyue qin sounded, the golden shadow danced along with it, and the two swords were divided into yin and yang, and the pure sword energy burst out naturally, which made people's minds agitated.

Wei Tingshang moved his sword like a stroll in a garden, but every move contained the principle of swordsmanship, and his body was graceful and stretched, which coincided with the image of respecting heaven and earth.

"In the past, there was a beautiful woman named Gongsun, who swung her sword in all directions. The viewers were as depressed as the mountains, and the sky and the earth were low for a long time."

The masterpiece of the poet sage is the perfect portrayal of this moment.

Wei Tingshang's sword edge is full of fine light, against the radiant golden afterglow, it has a pure and holy atmosphere.

The afterimage of the sword's edge was connected into a golden light net, as if wearing a Xiayi for her, which was extremely bright and dazzling.

As the sound of the piano became louder and louder, Wei Tingshang's dance steps also gradually accelerated, and the two swords rotated and advanced alternately, shining with ten steps of sword light.

The sword energy swelled within a square inch, making the decorations on Wei Tingshang's dress flutter freely, and she was like a golden phoenix, fluttering its wings and flying under the scorching sun and clear sky.

Fengming Mountain, proud for thousands of years, where the sword is pointing, who can match it?

When the golden phoenix fights against the sky, the immortals and gods of the nine heavens will all look sideways at it, and they can't beat the thunder in a blink of an eye. Even though there are thousands of bombardments, they still go forward bravely.

"It's like Yi shooting down the nine sunsets, and it's like a group of emperors flying dragons. It comes like thunder and receives wrath, and it's like rivers and seas congealing and clearing light."

There is no trace of redundancy in the superb sword moves that have been honed over thousands of years, and every subtle change in movement and stillness is the result of exhaustive deliberation and continuous improvement, reaching perfection in the process of succession and transformation.

The most carefree swaying of sword intent is the purest aesthetic expression. Wei Tingshang's body and sword are integrated, where the mind goes, the sword points, where the heart goes, the sword goes, and the sword strokes are like flowing clouds and flowing water, integrated into one body , is already wonderful.

The golden sword light keeps rising, and finally converges into a bright sea of ​​light, in which the heavens and myriad things are transformed, like giant kuns leaping, like rocs hitting the water, like kui cattle swallowing the sea, like trees reaching the sky, the mysterious scene is breathtaking. Breathtaking.

Flawless and flawless, a bright sword is not a sword.

That is no longer a simple sword dance, but the heart of heaven and earth with the heart of the sword.

Everyone looked at Wei Tingshang's dancing posture, and felt that their hearts and minds should be merged with it, and they were full of breath in the harmony of the universe.

The sound of the zither gradually turned low, and the strange phenomenon also ended. Wei Tingshang stopped and held the sword, and the peerless weathervane was comparable to the rebirth of Gongsun.

(End of this chapter)