The Order of Purple Thorn

Nan Feng and the others had come in the afternoon and the lantern festival would only start at night, so they had to drink tea and chat.

The guests from the Celestial King Chang Le also came one after another, and the higher ups under her also came to the Changle Palace.

The servants brought out the fine wine and fruit s as well.

Nan Feng had always been quiet, if someone drank with him, he would bring up wineglass s. The Immortal s under the Celestial King Chang Le were all familiar with Nan Feng, after they paid their respects to the Immortal King, they would drink with him. From this, it could be seen that Nan Feng's popularity was not bad.

As night fell, the lantern festival officially began. Ice lamps, horse lamps, craftsmanship flowers all lit up. Under the night sky, it was truly beautiful.

Everyone left their seats and began to admire the lights.

Looking at the various lanterns, Nan Feng's emotions started to drift again. He felt a little sad in his heart, after two hundred years, the Parents in his previous life was no longer there.

Sad! Nan Feng felt unexplainably sad, and his eyes started to ache.

Taking out the materials, Nan Feng made a aperture lamp and then let it fly. It wasn't just the aperture lamp that took off, it was also longing and guilt.

Maybe some people did not notice Nan Feng, but many people could see him, such as the Celestial King Chang Le and the Celestial King Zi Lin.

"Nan Feng, don't be sad so easily. That will hurt your blood and spirit." Celestial King Chang Le said to Nan Feng.

"Thank you!" Nan Feng turned his head and wiped the corner of his eyes.

"Nan Feng, is your lantern unique?" Lan Xingyue said.

"aperture lamp are used to pray for blessings! However, if we lose our people, there's no use praying anymore. We still have to cherish the present. " Nan Feng said.

He's gone? Once Nan Feng said this, many people understood where Nan Feng's dejected mood came from.

Su Xuehan was a little confused, all the people that Nan Feng cared about were still there, and no one had fallen, how could there be no one left.

It wasn't like no one didn't know what Nan Feng was thinking about, and the War Emperor Liusha knew the reason why Nan Feng was sad.

I'm sorry, let me teach everyone how to become a aperture lamp. Everyone can pray for those who care. Nan Feng realized that being down was not appropriate, so he changed the topic.

Everyone was very interested, so they followed Nan Feng to make aperture lamp and flew.

After the lights were off, it was time for the banquet. The banquet was also the main topic of the lantern festival, and the palace maid s within the Changle Palace were singing and dancing, it was extremely lively.

"Nan Feng, where is my present?" Celestial King Chang Le looked at Nan Feng.

"Master, no one else gave it to me. Why are you asking me for it?" Nan Feng was a little conflicted. He thought that everyone was giving him presents, but in the end they had all come to attend the banquet.

"What does it have to do with you if others send it or not? I want yours. " The Celestial King Chang Le and Nan Feng were unreasonable.

Nan Feng laughed, cleaned up the table in front of him before wiping it off, took out the word scroll, looked at Celestial King Chang Le, and started writing.

She was a natural beauty that could not be abandoned. She looked back and smiled!

After writing, Nan Feng used the refinery to refine the word scroll and inserted its profound meaning.

"If I didn't remind you, you wouldn't know your name, right?" Celestial King Chang Le was dissatisfied again, because Nan Feng did not write his name.

There was no other way, Nan Feng could only write his name, it was just a simple signature.

Then, a palace maid took out the scroll that Nan Feng had written.

"It's so-so, but you just casually wrote it. It's not good enough, not good enough." Celestial King Chang Le said those words carelessly, but his expression was really happy.

Master, Nan Feng is already very diligent. Nan Feng was very helpless, the Celestial King Chang Le was obviously trying to scam him.

"No way, why don't you give everyone a dance! It's fine if you don't know how to dance or sing. " The real intention of the Celestial King Chang Le came out. She wanted to see Nan Feng's attainments in music.

"Milord, I really can't do that. Since you've made things difficult for me, I'm going home." Nan Feng stood up and said.

"If you leave midway, you will be dishonoring your status. Others will laugh at you, and I will be angry too." The Celestial King Chang Le said.

"Ugh …" Then I'll sing a song! " Nan Feng felt very helpless, he could only take out his guitar, test the volume of the guitar, and then began to play and sing. Your tears, weak and lacerated; The pale crescent moon, bringing forth the past; The night is too long, It congeals into frost, Who is the cold despair on the attic … Bei Feng, you will not be able to stop your shadow from being cut, leaving me alone on the surface of the lake, forming two pairs! "

It was quiet, the only sounds that could be heard were the guitar sounds and Nan Feng's singing.

With the silence of the guitar, the sound of clapping could be heard.

Carrying the guitar, Nan Feng slightly bowed in return before sitting down.

"Alright!" Celestial King Chang Le looked at Nan Feng and spat out one word.

"Hehe!" The musicians in the purple bamboo forest are still lacking a bit, no matter if it's terms, melodies or concepts, they can't compare to you, Nan Feng. " Celestial King Zi Lin also spoke up.

"Don't speak like that, Nan Feng is just playing around." Nan Feng said with a smile.

The Sixth Junior Brother patted Nan Feng's shoulders, "You are just like jade, otherwise how many people would you be able to enchant? If I were as strong as you, I wouldn't have been alone for so many years.

The words of the sixth day made everyone laugh, which made Lan Xingyue feel embarrassed.

"Chang Le, if Nan Feng had played this tune back then, he would not have appeared in Changle City! Nan Feng, it's not easy for me to make this trip, can you do another one? " Celestial King Zi Lin looked at Nan Feng.

Celestial King Zi Lin opened his mouth, and Nan Feng was unable to reject.

"The sky is blue and waiting for the rain, and I'm waiting for you. Smoke rises in spirals and flows across the river for thousands of miles; I'm waiting for the rain and the sky is green and I'm waiting for you. The moon is picked up and the ending is over …"

After the sound of the guitars faded, Nan Feng laughed, "Everyone, let's make things difficult for me, I'm really going home."

"No one will make things difficult for you anymore. Come, let me toast you." Celestial King Zi Lin faced Nan Feng and raised his wineglass.

"Thank you!" Nan Feng raised his cup and returned the greeting.

If there are any difficulties in the future, come find me in the purple bamboo forest. As long as you play a song, I will help you. " Celestial King Zi Lin made a promise, and it didn't matter if it was true or not.

"I can clearly rely on music to eat, but I still painstakingly walked onto the road of cultivation. However, Nan Feng felt that it was better not to beg others for help. Nan Feng will remember your kindness." Nan Feng said with a smile.

Nan Feng's words were met with many people's contempt, because Nan Feng was equally outstanding in cultivation.

"Nan Feng, what kind of musical instrument is that? I have a famous zither here. " Celestial King Chang Le looked at Nan Feng and asked.

Master, do you believe that Nan Feng does not know how to play the zither? Nan Feng felt a little helpless. Other than the guitar, he also had a flute, and as for the zither, he could play it to the cow, but not to others.