Sword Venerable Ling Tian

A pair of beautiful eyes looked at the beautiful little kai on the wall, as though it was hacked by a blade or axe, full of vigor.    

Just a few tens of words was enough to let Bian Yujing feel that she was in a similar situation as her, and drew out a scene in her mind that was under the moon.    

"When will the moon be bright? Ask the blue sky of the wine. I wonder what year it will be in the heavens, and what year it will be in the past ?"    

Bian Yujing followed the feeling in her heart and played a tune. Gradually, she forgot where she was, and Huang Li's melodious voice, wrapped with the sound of the Yuan Qi, started to sound out.    

On the lotus throne, Yu Xuanji was playing while beaming with Yun Yang.    

Yun Yang stood there with his hands behind his back and an elegant demeanor.    

Aside from that, everyone, male and female, was once again immersed in the music of the submoon hum. After all, in this short period of time, hearing the music twice was really hard to come by.    

Ye Fan sat by the side of the boat and poured himself a cup of tea. He was not the least bit attracted by the sound of the zither.    

At this time, the teacup in his hand suddenly stopped, his brows knitted, and he suddenly looked towards Brocade Pavilion behind Yu Xuanji.    

Above Qingtian Sect's pleasure boat, Yue Qingcang had long since not been able to watch any longer.    

"Return to the sect!"    

A ruthless shout woke everyone up. Flapping his sleeves, Yue Qingcang got up and was about to return to the ship's private room and leave Yun He.    

"Hmm?"    

But at this moment, he suddenly stopped and turned around, his ears trembling.    

Then, he was shocked.    

"The moon is in the tens. Ask the blue sky of the wine. I wonder what season it would be."    

With merely a single question, he was able to have the listener enter that world.    

"I want to ride the wind to get there, but I'm also afraid that I'll be exposed to the cold."    

The second sentence caused people to think about him for a long time, as if he was a celestial being in the sky, riding the wind.    

Just in terms of words and ideas alone, he had already surpassed everyone else.    

Compared to the words that Yun Yang had said before, it was not worth a single cent.    

The voice of this poem was especially pleasant to hear as it was transmitted over, bringing with it another wave of soul energy that instantly impacted the Martial Cultivator's eardrums and sea of consciousness, causing those who were immersed in Yu Xuanji's zither music to suddenly wake up, and were brought into a different situation.    

Historically, the New Year's Eve lyrics were short and mournful with a mournful tone. In comparison, the lyrics Qifeng suddenly changed from usual, with no grudges or grudges, and the style was very high.    

Even Martial Cultivator who was listening to this word could clearly feel their auras trembling and even their divine soul was jumping along with it, rising and rising rapidly.    

"Going down! Hurry up and sing it! "    

At this time, more and more Martial Cultivator were attracted by this poem, and they couldn't help but shout in their hearts.    

Ye Fan also drank a huge cup of tea, looking at the bright moon in the sky, he sighed.    

Yue Qingcang turned around and looked at the surface of the river in a daze, the stern look on his face had disappeared.    

This was the charm of poetry.    

On the boat, Ling Tian who was about to give up suddenly raised his eyes, following the sound, he found a beautiful silhouette, holding onto a piece of paper, singing.    

And the song that he was singing was the one that he had just filled in for Yu Xuanji!    

In his previous life, this poem was called Shuidiao Getou!    

It could be said that it was the first poem from the beginning of the Mid-Autumn Festival.    

Ling Tian frowned, he did not know why his unremarkable words were chosen by the figure. Moreover, the melody that this voice was singing was different from what he had heard in his previous life. However, it had already reached the third level in terms of artistic conception.    

Although it was just that, it was still able to make Qin Shaoyang who was beside him feel intoxicated, and the old boatman behind him also stood to the side in a daze.    

Dancing to make out the shadow, how did it seem like he was in the mortal world!    

Zhu Ge Pavilion, Ling Qi, sleepless.    

What should I hate?    

People have their sorrows and sorrows, the moon has its bright and round shape,    

This matter was difficult to complete. Wishing us a long time, a thousand miles of Chan Juan Wishing us a long time, a thousand miles of Chan Juan.    

By the time Bian Yujing finished the last verse, she was already in tears.    

At this moment, all the wind on the river had stopped blowing.    

The ones that were lifted up fell and did not appear again.    

Yu Xuanji didn't know when she had been knocked out of the submoon hum's state of consciousness.    

This was the collision between the soul and the spirit.    

When she was playing the zither with the previous Zither Immortal, such a scene had occurred.    

And this was what happened after he lost the match in the music competition.    

Her submoon hum had lost.    

Furthermore, it was a brand-new submoon hum after receiving the support from Yun Yang.    

Slowly turning her head, Yu Xuanji's face was full of surprise, she wanted to be angry, but those words, 'wish for a long time for a long time', caused her to suddenly feel sad.    

Which Young girls didn't have a crush on spring, which woman didn't have fantasies about a period of romantic love, find a lover, and spend the rest of their lives together.    

When the last line was sung, everyone was moved.    

Including Yu Xuanji and Yun Yang.    

This was a type of cultivation realm, similar to the proverbs of the nine heavens. It was far from something ordinary, and could be compared to it.    

After the song ended, all the dancers on the Cloud River were saddened and amazed.    

"I can't believe someone actually wrote such a peerless poem!" Ye Fan sighed.    

"This submoon hum is a masterpiece, we can't go anywhere near it!"    

Shame surfaced on Yue Qingcang's face as he directly crushed the jade pen in his hand.    

"Who is it? "Who wrote this poem!?"    

Unlike everyone else, Yun Yang was currently like a leopard on the verge of exploding as he coldly scanned his surroundings.    

He was the main character of this Moon Seizing Assembly, and also the date his relationship with Yu Xuanji was set for a lifetime. The two had long since agreed upon this scene.    

But now, this submoon hum song had actually reduced the words he painstakingly wrote to nothing!    

The intertwining phenomena were all destroyed.    

This was no different from a loud shout.    

All attention was gone.    

"Sister Yujing?"    

On Brocade Pavilion, all the female disciples of Leaf rushed to the top of the building, staring at the words in Bian Yujing's hands, intoxicated.    

Bian Yujing shook her head, she was not done yet, and had yet to struggle free from the concept. This time, she calmed herself down and started chanting again.    

Everyone's minds were in turmoil.    

Seeing Bian Yujing's singing again, Yun Yang was startled and angry, and was about to shout out to stop him.    

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.    

Yun Yang felt something in his heart, and suddenly raised his head, only to see the river, and the moon below.    

A jade carved palace was suspended in the air.    

There was no sign of human life on it, and it was cold and lonely.    

It was suspended in the air, just like an immortal pavilion, mysterious and unfathomable.    

Strands of green clouds gathered around the hall from all directions, making it appear even more mysterious in the midst of the smoke.    

This tune of Shuidiao Getou, did not disappoint Ling Tian's expectations.    

The strange phenomenon happened again, even more so before!    

That's right ?    

The azure clouds gathered, and the celestial palace hung in the sky!