After Qing Ning danced to a song, the majestic spirit of the Tao remained, everyone was still excited, and the light in the venue had changed.
But I saw a bright and clear light coming from the dome, just like a full moon hanging in the sky. The light and shadow were projected like mist, and I could vaguely see the wonderful appearance of the fairy. In a trance, I felt the fragrance of osmanthus in my nose.
Wherever the moonlight shines, brisk drumbeats sound, accompanied by low-pitched horns, forming a string of melody full of exotic customs.
The jumping rhythm is like little sparks, igniting in the mountains, reflecting the night sky as bright as day.
On the top of those mountains, a majestic palace city stood in the sky. The city was illuminated by the clear moonlight, as if it were a mysterious place descended by gods from the legend.
Amidst the drum beats that are getting denser, the melodious sound of the four-string plucked piano is heard, which is particularly lively against the horns. The moonlight seems to be pulled, turning into more brilliant colors.
Suddenly, a red figure appeared on the clouds and on the moon. The gorgeous silver crown was dazzling, and the exquisite clothes were shining. When he touched the ground, he spun around quickly, and a gorgeous camellia bloomed on the flying skirt. In an instant, he became
The focus of the audience.
The second person to appear was of course Fang Ruxin. She changed into a brand new dance outfit. The color was still bright red, but the shape was more refined.
The white arms, slender waist, and especially the slender jade legs are all displayed generously, which fully demonstrates the youthful charm of the girl.
Even though Mu Yun had no evil thoughts in his heart, he still couldn't help but feel dizzy at the first sight. Just as he was secretly calling out to Amitabha, his vision suddenly went dark, and it was as if someone had covered his eyes.
Mu Yun was stunned for a moment. Before he could speak, he heard Xiao Lei snort: "You are not allowed to look."
Mu Yun silently swallowed a mouthful of old blood, struggled to himself and said: "Don't worry about others, I am a gentleman, I am just appreciating it, and I will never have random thoughts."
Xiao Lei spat and said angrily: "I believe you, you are such a bad bastard. You are not allowed to look at it anyway."
Mu Yun felt like crying but had no tears. 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 clasped her hands and looked up at the sky. That is where the moonlight is the brightest and the source of countless beautiful legends.
Fang Ruxin's eyes were calm and firm, and anyone could feel the power of faith from them. She slowly stretched out her hands to face the dreamy and quiet moonlight.
Gently pinch it with your slender white fingers, resembling a pair of peacocks looking at each other. The peacocks open their tails beautifully and are bathed in the light of the bright moon.
Fang Ruxin's smart arms are sometimes raised high, sometimes lowered, sometimes separated, sometimes crossed. The two peacocks each show their grace and beauty, dancing gracefully covered with moonlight gauze.
The moonlight is selfless and helps all living beings.
At the brightest moment, the two peacocks seemed to have been reborn, making extremely clear calls, fluttering their wings and rushing towards the moonlight.
In an instant, Fang Ruxin jumped up, her toned body fully opened, and started dancing with great enthusiasm.
Every inch of the snow-white under the fiery red is full of stimulating vitality, rushing out from the deepest part of the body. Nothing can stop it, only being infected by this vitality.
Xiao Lei looked at Fang Ruxin intently, his face flushed before he knew it, and he couldn't help but want to dance.
The other girls were also shaken, especially Miss Yafei, who looked intoxicated and twisted her waist subconsciously, as if dancing with Fang Ruxin, fearing that she already regretted withdrawing from this competition.
When the sound of the piano and the drums reached their climax, Fang Ruxin's dance suddenly stopped. She held her hands toward her heart, stood on tiptoe and stared at the bright moon in the sky. After dancing to her heart's content, the tranquility and tranquility she felt after dancing to her heart's content was even more clear and transparent.
The scene frozen at this moment seems like the intersection between man and god, inheriting the moonlight mantra.
Fang Ruxin's expression was extremely pious. She knelt down towards the moonlight and raised her hands from her heart, as if she was sacrificing her whole body and soul.
The drums stopped, the trumpets ceased, the harp ceased, and the red shadow gradually faded into the night, with only the remaining moonlight protecting Jiuli.
Just as everyone was still reminiscing about Fang Ruxin's dance, the light in the venue suddenly changed again. Suddenly, brilliant golden light shone from the dome, the dazzling golden sun replaced the bright white moon, and the entire hall became brighter.
Standing proudly in the center of the hall is a dashing beauty, dressed in a golden shirt and skirt, who is unparalleled in her splendor.
Mu Yun held back for a long time, noticing the changes in music and light, and quickly moved away Xiao Lei's little hand covering his eyes.
When I focused my eyes, I saw Wei Tingshang's clothes fluttering. He was holding a long sword in each hand. The sword in his left hand was behind his back and the sword in his right hand was held across his chest. Although it was just a starting gesture, it already showed everyone's intentions.
The moment the sound of Qingyue's piano sounds, the golden shadows dance with it, the two swords split the yin and yang vertically and horizontally, and the pure sword energy bursts out naturally, making people feel excited.
When Wei Tingshang moves his sword and makes moves, it looks like he is strolling in a courtyard, but every move contains the principles of swordsmanship, and his body is graceful and stretched, which coincides with the image of respecting heaven, law and earth.
"In the past, there was a beautiful lady named Gongsun. She danced with her sword and moved all directions. The spectators were as depressed as the mountains, and the heaven and the earth were depressed for a long time."
This unique poem by the poet is a perfect portrayal of this moment.
The sharp light on Wei Tingshang's sword tip is reflected by the brilliant golden afterglow, giving it a pure and holy atmosphere.
The afterimage of the sword blade passing by formed a golden network of light, as if she was wearing a rosy dress, extremely bright and dazzling.
As the music of the piano gradually became louder, Wei Tingshang's dance steps also gradually accelerated. The two swords rotated alternately, and the sword light shone with ten steps.
The sword energy surged within a square inch, causing the embellishments on Wei Tingshang's dress to flutter freely. She looked like a golden phoenix, flapping its wings and flying under the scorching sun and clear sky.
The Fengming Mountain has been proud for thousands of years. Wherever the sword points, who can match it?
The golden phoenix fights against the sky, and even the Nine Heavens Immortals and Gods will turn their attention to it. It is not as shocking as the thunder that breaks through in a blink of an eye. Even if it is destroyed by thousands of explosions, it still moves forward bravely.
"Like Yi shooting at the nine sunsets, he is like a group of emperors soaring like a dragon. When he comes, he is like thunder that suppresses his wrath, and when he leaves, he is like the clear light of the river and the sea."
The ultimate sword moves that have been tempered for thousands of times, without any redundancy. Every subtle change in movement and movement is the result of painstaking efforts to strive for perfection and achieve perfection in the process of succession and transition.
The most joyful display of sword intention is the purest display of beauty. Wei Tingshang's body and sword are integrated into one. Wherever his mind goes is where the sword is pointing, where his heart is going is where the sword is going, and his sword moves are like flowing clouds and flowing water, seamlessly integrated.
, it’s so wonderful.
The golden sword light keeps rising, and finally merges into a sea of bright light, in which all things in the sky are transformed. It seems like a giant kun leaping, like a roc striking the water, like a Kui ox swallowing the sea, like a tree reaching into the sky, the mysterious scene is amazing.
Breathtaking.
Flawless and imperfect, a clear sword is not a sword.
It is no longer a simple sword dance, but using the heart of the sword to evolve the heart of heaven and earth.
Everyone looked at Wei Tingshang's dancing posture, and felt that their hearts and minds were merging with it, and they were filled with the harmonious resonance of the universe.
The sound of the piano gradually turned low, and the strange phenomena also subsided. Wei Tingshang stopped and held his sword. The peerless weathervane was comparable to Gongsun's rebirth, until the golden sun above the dome ended, and the dance of the nine-day phoenix still remained.