sword sentient beings

Chapter 203 Opening

In February and mid-spring, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

On the top of Kungang, the sea breeze is blowing.

……

Something seems wrong.

Kungang Snow Mountain has never seen the sea since ancient times, but since Jianzhou, there is a sea.

Among the mountains, the water is full of waves, and there is a vast expanse of blue. Who dares to say that it is not the sea?
In the middle of the sea, on a small island that can be called "Jianzhou" island, the flowers are just in bloom and the popularity is booming.

Long Yuan put his mind to it.

There is a mountain in the center of Jianzhou Island. On the south side of the mountain, the side facing the sun has long been carved with jade and paved with jade. Numerous flower gardens have been built, planting exotic flowers and plants that are rare in the world.Those flower fences are obviously carefully designed by master craftsmen, not only to make the flowers and trees of different colors vibrant, but also to match each other at a higher level and lower level, so as to complement each other, without being chaotic, and without making any one or any one dim.Even the fragrance of flowers is surrounded by the railings, and there is only a faint fragrance in the air, which will never be too mixed and strong. Only by sniffing closely can you smell the unique fragrance of each flower.

Beyond the fence is the venue, which is vaguely divided into three areas.But it is not separated by a fence, but separated by two clear streams, each with tables and chairs.Even in the most compact human area, the tables, chairs and seats are clean and tidy, and the arrangement is patchwork, not cramped at all. There are vases on the seats, and one or two flowers of the occasion are inserted, just like a Qionglin banquet in the imperial garden.

However, the human zone pales in comparison to the regions and sky zones.Especially the sky area, which is as large as the human area, only has [-] seats, one seat for each seat, but every two seats are close to each other, just like yin and yang fish surrounded, adjacent to each other.A total of [-] pairs of seats are distributed around Qingxi in a semicircle shape, neither losing order nor feeling alienated.There is an open space in the center of the semicircle, presumably reserved for the pulpit.

As long as this venue is decorated, it can be seen that Long Yuan has spent a lot of effort to make people feel at home.Even though the clouds were shrouded before the meeting, when the sun shines and the fragrance of flowers smells in the venue, all the seats are full of joy and joy.

In the morning, everyone in the human area took their seats first. When they were seated, there was melodious music playing, which was relaxing and soothing, but there was no band at the scene, and it was unknown why it was played.When we arrived in the area, everyone sat down, the rhythm of the music accelerated, and streams of water spewed out from the clear stream, as if lotus flowers were in full bloom, just like a flower fountain.

When entering the sky area, the rhythm of the music is more lively, with a high-spirited and intense meaning, adding joy and encouragement. Outside the fountain, countless petals fall from the sky, fluttering with the wind, like a dream.

"The sky is full of flowers, and the ground is full of golden lotus... The image is quite good."

Tang Zhao was amazed in his heart, and was ushered in by a young woman.The talisman sword masters in the sky area are all greeted by someone specially, and they enter the arena in order. Everyone will even play a new song when they enter the arena. .When Tang Zhao entered the arena, there was thunderous applause, and many talisman sword masters stood up and applauded.Obviously, in the past two days, his halo was still dazzling.

Under the focal length of everyone's eyes, Tang Zhao was nervous at first, but gradually calmed down, never looking aside, and gradually let go of his eyes, taking a panoramic view of his surroundings.He saw seniors and acquaintances in the sky zone, friends and strangers in the human zone, and even more powerful strange warriors not far away.His eyes swept away, but their eyes followed him all the time.

This feeling of being the focus of everyone is like a light on my back when I am not used to it, but I am gradually immersed in it when I am used to it.

After sitting down, Tang Zhaofang calmed down and nodded to Wu Yunfei at the next table.

At this time, the venue changed to another kind of music, and the rain of petals stopped, but a circular road of petals was spread around, like a carpet.

The music is more solemn and has the style of elegant music.The voice of Huang Zhong and Da Lu seemed to be mixed with the chant of dragons. Countless mist rose from the surface of the water, and the mist became tangled and turned into white clouds. The clouds twisted into a high platform, which stood on the clear stream, with dragon patterns on both ends, very gorgeous.

Tang Zhao suddenly thought of the dragon-shaped cloud floating in the sky when he first arrived in Baicheng. It seems that there is a talisman for making clouds in Longyuan.The so-called wind follows the tiger, and the cloud follows the dragon, so it should be the case that Long Yuan can control the clouds.

As the clouds condensed into a platform, a few people came out from behind to take their seats.I only heard the applause like a wave, and I don't know who started to applaud. Anyway, the applause was very neat, and Tang Zhao couldn't help clapping along a few times.

Is this the distinguished guest on the rostrum?

Oh, and acquaintances.

Tang Zhao saw the most familiar young man at a glance, and smiled lightly, feeling a little as expected.But then he saw the person next to him, and couldn't help being startled.

that seems to be...

"when--"

As soon as the golden bell rang, a person walked in front of the stage. He was wearing a formal attire, and he was neatly groomed. It was Qi Yuheng, who said in a loud voice: "Everyone, friends, when the spring breeze blows in February, all kinds of flowers bloom in Jianzhou. There is a lot of vitality here." In the days of prosperity and prosperity, welcome to the Mid-Spring Talisman Meeting held every four years..."

There was thunderous applause, and Qi Yuheng's voice was clear. After speaking a series of welcome words, he introduced the distinguished guests on the Baiyun Terrace.

"First of all, I would like to thank the prince of Xueshan for coming to the Fuhui. Long Yuan is flattered."

"Wang Fei" in a fine attire gave a slight salute.All the talisman sword masters had no time to applaud, and hurriedly got up to salute.

The son of the snow mountain king is a serious royal family, with golden branches and jade leaves.Although the royal family is now in decline, there is a great intention that the imperial edict will not leave the capital, but the royal prestige is still there, the emperor is still the son of heaven, the lord of the country, and the royal family is still the nobles of the sky, high above the sky.What's more, the Snow Mountain King is a local king, with real power in his hands, and he is not comparable to other princes.Although the talisman sword masters are proud, most of them come from good backgrounds and are well-educated. There are not many people who deviate from the orthodoxy, especially in the Central Plains, which is not like Liang, Yun, and Ling.He didn't dare to be less polite to this prince.

The son raised his hand to help him, smiled and said he was exempt, then took an extra look at Tang Zhao, and nodded slightly in greeting.

Qi Yuheng heaved a sigh of relief. Long Yuan was originally from the former government office, and he was more in awe of the imperial power. After introducing this incomparable distinguished guest, he continued: "There are distinguished guests present, the Lord of Longyuan Beichen."

The old man next to him stood up to pay his respects, Tang Zhao secretly moved in his heart: It really is him.

This hall master is an acquaintance, he is the hall master I have seen in memory!
Two hundred years ago, he was the Palace Master, and after two hundred years, he is still the Palace Master!Compared with the memory, he is only a little older, but his spirit is still quite good.

Did the master of Beichen hall live for such a long time?
Isn't he the ninth generation of Beichen? Longyuan was established only a few hundred years ago, and it has been passed down to his ninth generation.
It's not impossible, although a swordsman can't add much life span, and a hundred years is almost the same, but after reaching the level of a swordsman, he can gradually live longer. Isn't it surprising that ordinary swordsmen live for three or four hundred years?
So, the realm of the palace master must be very high, right?

"The Great Elder of the Kunyu Sword Sect, Zhang Shousong."

"Elder Donghuazong Taishang..."

"The eminent monk of Lingtai Temple..."

"Taiyue Sword School..."

Most of the people in the high seats are high-ranking members of big sects who come to watch the ceremony, so they can sit side by side with the master of Beichen Hall.Most of these big sects are martial arts sects, but their level is much higher than the one Tang Zhao received in the invitation letter.For example, the Kunyu Sword Sect, who is clearly the superior of the Kunyu Lower Court, set up a mountain gate on Kungang, and every year the Lower Court harvests hundreds of thousands of people, and only a few people can be selected to worship the Kunyu Sword Sect.

All the sword sects in the Jianghu are top-notch sects, and most of them are even mysterious hidden sects.Because those who can be called the sword sect must have swordsman inheritance, there are many swordsmen, swordsman masters, and even enshrined swordsmiths, and the stable generation of swordsmen.There are even some sects that are inherited from the Sword Immortal and have the legacy of the Sword Immortal. Even if there is no top master for a while, no one dares to underestimate it.

These big sects do not walk around in the ordinary world, and most of them only hear their names and don't see their people. Except for the local Kunyu Sword Sect who attends the Fuhui all the year round, the others come to support Longyuan specially. This is also Longyuan's way to show his connections .

Of course, in terms of power, the seven major powers themselves are no worse than these sword sects, but they are all juniors, so they sit at the table, and if they come with an elder or the first seat, they can also sit on the stage.

After introducing the distinguished guest, Qi Yuheng asked the distinguished guest to say a few words.The Snow Mountain King's son didn't speak, so the master of Beichen Hall stood up and spoke first.

Tang Zhao listened below, and listened politely at the beginning, but the other party talked longer and longer, and gradually fell asleep.He had to pinch his own tiger's mouth to wake himself up, because his position was not good, just under the eyes of Yuntai, and there were acquaintances on the stage, if he fell asleep, it might not affect him well.

The master of the Beichen Palace was eloquent, as if he wanted to take out all the words he had accumulated in the two hundred years of sealing the door, and he was just talking about the general trend of the world of Fu Jianshi, the future of Fu Shi, and bragging about his sect. By the way, give a lift to the young talents present.Tang Zhao heard his own name several times, and suddenly became aroused in a daze.

When Hall Master Beichen finished speaking, everyone applauded enthusiastically.The first tea break will be held.The maid served tea and fruits, and everyone chatted freely.

According to the process, the communication link will be carried out below.

Tang Zhao's heart became nervous, his lips moved slightly, and he saw a disciple approaching him and said, "Master Tang Jian, can you get ready?"

Tang Zhao was taken aback, and said, "Shouldn't the sacrificial wine be the first to talk about it, should I arrange it in the afternoon?"

In the exchange session of the Fuhui, the first day is the theme exchange. Jijiu first came to the stage to give a theme lecture, and it took an hour or two to talk. Tang Zhao waited for him to finish his talk before going up to talk about himself. Why go so early? ?
By the way, didn't you see the sacrificial wine on the stage just now?Shouldn't they also sit on the rostrum?
He also wanted to see what the sacrificial wine in crocodile skin looked like.

The disciple looked distressed, and said: "Master Jijiu suddenly feels unwell and is still resting, temporarily moving to the last one. You can start first. The palace master knows that it is difficult to start, so he will talk about some tricks to warm up the stage first. Then you go. You'd better talk a little longer. If the sacrificial wine can't be there, everyone will have to fill up the time."

Tang Zhao pursed his lips, and felt more and more disgusted with the sacrificial wine and Longyuan, thinking that every time he said it, he would change it day and night, and leave all the troubles to others.I don't know what went wrong this time, could it be the festival bar again?
However, until now, the manuscript is still in his stomach, and he can relieve the burden if he finishes speaking early, so he doesn't refuse.Let's get started then-

The cry of the young phoenix.

(End of this chapter)