To give the simplest example, when Uncle Yi sees the music cultivators in the Wenyuan Pavilion singing and dancing, he will treat them as equals and discuss the pros and cons, but will not want to turn them into sculptures. But when she sees the mortals

When singing and dancing, he had a condescending attitude, so he did not communicate with Chevy and the others, but followed his own wishes after killing the other party.

He just looked down upon the other person as a mortal. After death, a mortal would naturally not turn into a monk to refute him, so he never repented.

But Weiyang briefly turned Chevalier into a "monk" and made him realize that he was looking for food instead of art, and his Taoist heart was naturally severely damaged.

[Painful?] Weiyang found it very ridiculous, [Why didn’t he feel pain when he killed someone? What a rubbish!]

Uncle Yi fell on the stage, twitching all over. The spectators gradually dispersed and poured into various buildings again. Weiyang did not dismantle the stage. After all, there were many wish coins collected in it. She jumped lightly and jumped to Uncle Yi's side.

Looked at him condescendingly.

His eyes were cold.

Uncle Yi struggled to raise his head, his face covered with blood and tears.

His state has not changed, which proves that his way has not been destroyed by this ordeal, but he is just haunted by inner demons.

It turns out that those who died were martyrs, but now they have become his karma.

"Weiyang...fellow Taoist, cough!!" Uncle Yi was in a very embarrassed state, with a faint fire in his eyes, and he was shaking, "Can you, let me see your dance, let me see what "Death of the Swan" is?

It benefits from your sentimental way, or as long as you have the rhyme of the way."

Weiyang paused and said softly, "It's called "Blooming". The blooming of life refers to my mood just now."

[Oh] Weiyang felt embarrassed and a little excited, [then wouldn’t it be possible for me to build a foundation? 】

As she jumped, her mood gradually calmed down and she devoted herself wholeheartedly to it.

【Taotai!】

【Do I really have my own Taoist platform? 】

He lowered his head in despair, tilted his neck, and committed suicide!

Weiyang stood on the stage and looked at him with a dead expression, and actually felt sad for him.

Just believe in the truth and treat others with the truth, that's all, it's extremely simple.

People have feelings, and everything has feelings, not only romance, but also love.

Uncle Yi's tears flowed all over his body, mixed with blood, and he still looked like an artist when he came.

He doesn't feel sad about the passing of those lives at all. What he feels sad about is the art that people could have created.

It makes people feel very dazed, as if they were in a dream, light and airy.

This is the last struggle before death.

A look of hesitation appeared on her face, "This is too casual, is it a dream?"

"Ha! Ha!" Uncle Yi, who was sitting under the stage, burst into tears like a child, "It's different. It's different. What's the name of your dance!"

If Weiyang's dance feels the same as the "Death of the Swan" just now, it means that it is Weiyang's art that defeated him, not Chevrolet's. But if it feels inconsistent, it means that Daoyun is only an assistant and wins.

It's art that belongs to Chevrolet.

The difference between Weiyang's dance and the dance of her transformed Chevy is particularly obvious. Chevy is a ballet dancer. Her dance always serves the stage and the plot. It requires thousands of viewers in the audience, so she suffers from retirement.

Emotions are all about the love and nostalgia for the stage.

This Taoist platform is her way of looking at the world.

Weiyang laughed heartily and happily: "I didn't expect that I would be crushed by someone else's Taoist platform two days ago, and I was so tortured that I couldn't breathe. Today I have my own Taoist platform!"

【This is Taotai.】

Tanhai turned over and put his hands on his waist, and finally landed heavily on the ground.

"I have my own Taoist platform!"

Weiyang exclaimed, she couldn't believe it at all, and stared blankly at the word "love" written in the middle of the exquisite and huge flowers.

Weiyang was silent for a moment and said to Chang Yin, "I think you are right, this person has no life in his heart, only art."

On the petals, two lines of poetry were written.

What she dances is not art, but life.

Rong Xi looked at her, raised the corners of his mouth little by little, showed a standard smile, and clapped heavily: "Congratulations! Aren't you at the foundation-building stage of the Taoist stage? It seems that your Taoist realm has reached the foundation-building stage. As long as you cultivate

If you keep up, you'll be able to build a foundation soon, right?"

Weiyang closed her eyes for a moment, then opened her eyes and looked at Rong Xi under the stage, smiling broadly.

Even, there is no need to have intersection. When I see a beautiful life passing away, even if it has nothing to do with me, I will feel sad because of separation and hatred, all because I have love in my heart.

【Life is full of love and infatuation, this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.】

There was only a pool of red, like blood, spread out on the stage.

"Okay." Weiyang responded. She happened to be wearing a red dress today and didn't even need to change clothes.

"Didn't the weapon spirit say that it's a special external bug that interferes? Otherwise, even if Reed has a Taoist platform, you won't necessarily lose!"

Weiyang didn't even have the wonderful feeling of enlightenment. After the flower bed surfaced, the entire enlightenment was over.

But Weiyang's dance is not the case. After all, she is a monk on the way, with herself as the core, and her dance is based on her own attitude. She does not need a stage, does not need an audience, she is alone and enjoys herself, she can dance whenever she wants, even if she becomes a mortal, she will be happy.

You can also take a few steps in the square dance queue and shake your fan.

[Yes, just wait for you to practice quietly for ten days and a half. 】

[Pfft] Chang Yu couldn't help but laugh at her, [Don't think too much, this Taoist platform already exists in your heart, it is a natural occurrence, and it is normal for things to be calm. ]

Not only can’t I explain what my Tao means, but now I can’t even explain what my Tao platform means.

There was a sudden tremor in the sea of ​​consciousness. Weiyang quickly entered the sea of ​​consciousness and stared dumbfoundedly at a red flower stand emerging from the sea of ​​consciousness.

She used a lot of classical dance techniques. Classical dance is not only elegant, but also easy to convey emotions. The flying ingot dance is a young dream, the tenderness of the leg turning is a girl's worry, and the purple gold crown is kicked upside down.

The coolness of Ki Yan is the strength of Yu Jie.

Then, life ends.

Chang Yin was shocked. Wei Yang clearly hadn't figured out what her obsession was yet. No, maybe she guessed it right.

There is no need to score music or think about movements. Weiyang has learned many types of dance since entering the entertainment industry, including street dance, modern dance, and classical dance. She touches the ground and her whole body starts to spin rapidly. She can fly solo or double as she pleases.

When moving, the powerful swings of arms and kicks throw out the surging vitality.

"Hahahahaha!! What a mood, what a free-spirited art!"

I am a beautiful woman, but why am I a thief?

"That's right." Weiyang was stunned for a moment after being praised. She was too embarrassed to continue talking, so she just asked casually: "What do you think of the dance just now?"

"It's very shocking." Rong Xi said, "It's like seeing a person's life of trying to shine."

How could I bear to kill such a life?

The dance "Blooming" is really amazing. I have always liked classical dance because it is soft yet strong, and its tenacity is just like life, soft yet tough, awesome!
Chapter completed!