Qingyunxian

Chapter 160: Fragments of "The Goddess of Luo River"

When the party was in high spirits, Elder Jin Miao's old voice suppressed the noise: "You all already have someone you like, why don't you express your feelings to each other at this party?"

Xue Fu complained to Luo Yuanhua in a low voice: "Has old man Fu finally come to his senses? I never saw him express his feelings to the old woman back then."

Luo Yuanhua glanced at him and said calmly, "Change your bad habit of being a nagging person. No wonder Qiu Ru always talks about you."

Xue Fu stared at Luo Yuanhua and wanted to say something, but then he became dejected and sighed heavily.

I guess he suffered a lot of anger at home.

Elder Jin Miao’s meaning is very simple, which is to let men and women express their feelings to each other.

Choosing a son-in-law has always been the son-in-law's turn to show himself, and now it's the daughter's turn to express her feelings to her future husband.

There is no distinction between primary and secondary here, everyone can do it at the same time.

Before Liu Xun could come back to his senses, Su Huan stood in front of him, smiling: "Cao Lang, let me sing a song for you."

"Okay." The wine splashed out, Liu Xun wiped it off, then stared at Su Huan in a daze, like a young boy seeing his sweetheart.

Su Huan sang a short song about a Wu Miao girl's outing. The girl's liveliness and loveliness came to the fore. The ethereal sound of her rings and pendants colliding with rocks in a stream brushed past her ears, and her love and affection that were difficult to conceal were fully revealed.

After the song, Su Huan's face flushed, beads of sweat dotted her temples, and she asked expectantly, "Cao Lang, how was my singing?"

Liu Xun was slightly stunned, then he clapped his hands and smiled gently, "Very interesting."

Su Huan felt a little disappointed for some reason, as he had put so much effort into his work but only received a two-word evaluation.

Which of those new sons-in-law beside them was not trying their best to make the five Miao girls happy?
However, Liu Xun's next words made Su Huan's eyes brighten again.

"Sister Huan, since this is the case, Anxiang also has a poem for you." Liu Xun's eyes were so fiery that Su Huan lowered her head shyly.

Liu Xun's voice was like that of a gentle gentleman, and he recited a fu.

"Its form is as graceful as a startled swan and as gentle as a swimming dragon. It is as glorious as an autumn chrysanthemum and as flourishing as a spring pine."

This sentence did not attract the attention of others, but Su Huan, who was nearby, opened his eyes wide involuntarily.

It seemed that her husband was going to compose some extraordinary poem.

Su Huan had heard about Liu Xun's performance in the first level, and now she didn't think that Cao Lang's fu would be bad.

The girl held her chin up and looked at Liu Xun, waiting for his next words.

"It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and it flutters like the snow covered by the flowing wind."

"From a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow; from close up, it is as bright as a lotus emerging from the green water."

There seemed to be something floating in the sky, and several elders looked up at the sky at the same time.

"Talent?"

"Who brought it here?"

This bit of talent made the elders smile. Perhaps it was caused by some young man expressing his feelings.

Talent is not only brought by gifting. If one has profound attainments in certain areas, he or she may also be rewarded by heaven and earth.

However, the next moment, the talent turned into a torrent and crashed towards the banquet table opposite.

The huge torrent made the men and women who were still expressing their love to each other stop and look up at the sky at the same time.

The talent floats for miles, like a white rainbow.

There was only one voice left below that did not stop.

When everyone looked, it was Cao Anxiang who composed the poem about the cuckoo bird in the first level and whose tomb attracted nearly twenty waves of intertwined branches.

Elder Jin Miao's face changed and he quickly waved his hand to close the space to prevent his talent and strange phenomenon from being exposed.

At this time, the evil spirits lingering outside the land of Wumiao have not yet dispersed. If they see such a huge talent again, they may have some evil thoughts.

The Wumiao people are not afraid, but that doesn’t mean these new sons-in-law are not afraid.

No one can stay in Wumiao forever. It would not be good if some evildoers set their sights on these people.

The fu that Liu Xun was reciting had not yet finished.

"The faint fragrance of orchids fills the air, and I walk hesitantly on the edge of the mountain." Having read this, Liu Xun stopped reading.

The incomplete fu he wrote was "Fu on the Goddess of Luo River". Because the words about Luo River in it were not suitable for the Great Wilderness, Liu Xun only picked out part of it.

This part alone has already evoked a talent similar to that of "Ode to the Bird".

Everyone could sense that they were left wanting more, but they couldn't wait for Liu Xun to say the next word.

It was the same in Liu Xun's previous life. He did not recite the complete "Goddess of Luo River" until he became the Taoist Yunxian of Huangquan. He imitated Huangquan and refined a Taoist treasure. The whole body was like a surging river, so he named it Luoshui. Finally, the complete "Goddess of Luo River" was born.

People at that time lamented that if Mr. Liu had not embarked on the path of evil, he might have become a true genius with this fu.

In this life, Liu Xun still took it out, not to show off among the Wu Miao, but to leave this fragment to Su Huan.

In this way, neither owes the other anything!
However, Liu Xun has never accepted Su Huan's love. He came here only for the goddess' inheritance. Now that it has come to this, let the girl enjoy herself for a while.

"Why didn't Cao Lang finish reading?" Su Huan also heard it, and looked at Liu Xun happily with eyes like ripples of water.

Liu Xun smiled and said, "I'll read it to you later."

"Okay." Su Huan didn't ask why, and didn't want to take his eyes off Liu Xun's face for a moment.

She was extremely happy at the moment, and the sisters around her cast envious glances at her.

Elder Jin Miao left his seat and came to Liu Xun: "It seems that you are destined to enter the path of talent. After the blessing, I will pass on the path of talent to you."

Liu Xun stood up respectfully: "Thank you, Elder Fu."

"What is the name of this fu?" Elder Jin Miao asked curiously.

"Luo Shen Fu."

"What is Luoshen?"

"The goddess was born in the Heluo River of Heaven and Earth. She is the Goddess of Luo River." Liu Xun said without blinking.

The Tiandi Heluo mentioned by Liu Xun refers to this vast wilderness. There is also a description of "Luo" in the Great Wilderness Cloud Seal, so Liu Xun secretly changed the meaning.

But it only applies to what he just read out. The parts that he didn't read out would not match the heaven and earth.

There is no Luo River in the Great Wilderness, so Liu Xun couldn't say more.

Xue Fu spoke up from the side: "She is graceful as a startled swan, and gentle as a swimming dragon. She is as glorious as an autumn chrysanthemum, and as flourishing as a spring pine."

“Why do I always feel like I’ve seen these two sentences before?”

After saying that, Xue Fu looked at Grandma Hong.

Not only him, but the other Yunxians also looked at Granny Hong.

Grandma Hong grinned, and the wrinkles on her face piled up.

An Youyi sighed, "When my mother-in-law was young, she was just like what was described in The Goddess of Luo River. It's a pity that beauty fades quickly."

Granny Hong didn't look like this decades ago, but as she became more proficient in the art of spellcasting, her appearance aged rapidly.

"Well, this is a poem written by a young man, and an old woman cannot bear it." Granny Hong looked at Liu Xun, "What a good seedling."

"Huan'er, remember to control your willful temper and treat your husband well." Grandma Hong muttered, as if she was talking to her past self.

Su Huan stuck out her tongue. Grandma Hong spoke so seriously, as if she was really unreasonable. Wasn't that just a little girl's emotion?
Liu Xun lowered his eyes and listened to everyone's conversation without interrupting.

Several Yunxians looked at each other. They had already made a judgment in their hearts that the first place had been almost chosen.

Liu Xuncai overshadowed the entire audience. Not far away, Meng Qingyi tapped his forehead lightly, and the old ghost in his soul court started to get excited again.

"Look, Old Ghost Li, the poems written by others are also expressions of love, but yours are just some obscene words." Old Ghost Su said sarcastically.

Li Laogui immediately jumped up and said, "You are talking nonsense, but this guy does write well."

"Meng boy, I want to take that Cao boy as my apprentice, it's up to you to decide."

Meng Qingyi had a headache. Brother Cao had brought her some problems again.

(End of this chapter)