Great Blue Night Watchman

Lin Su smiled: "The one who knows me is my senior sister! Then guess where the truth of this poem lies?"

Is there really one?

Ji Yuechi's heartbeat quickened.

She has not been idle these days. Various pieces of information have already reached her ears through the secret line of Rousi Pavilion.

She knew that in the past ten days, the world behind her had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Nenjiang City has changed its commander.

Millions of troops have already attacked.

The twenty-nine states that were once occupied by the enemy have all been recovered.

A decree proposed by Lin Su was also implemented: land distribution to households.

As soon as the land distribution to households policy was implemented, Lin Su became the Buddha of all families in the twenty-nine states. Countless people built his ancestral temple and regarded him as their savior.

Everything has basically been settled now.

She understood Lin Su's strategic intention of stopping at the entrance of Xihe for more than ten days.

He was using this time to stabilize the rear.

In a war, the most taboo thing is to go deep into the enemy's territory alone.

If the rear was still under the control of the enemy, he would be alone if he blindly stepped into Xihe. But now, behind him are tens of billions of people in the 29 states who are grateful to him.

The rear has been cleared, and the road ahead can be unstoppable.

So, now is the time to really break through Xihe.

So, what is the deep meaning of this sudden green poem?

Ji Qianling said: "What I heard is... you are using this poem about the scenery to tell the whole army that you are relaxed and comfortable, and give confidence to the Flying Dragon Corps! Princess Eight, what did you hear?"

At least Long Er was convinced by her answer, because Long Er saw with his own eyes that the Flying Dragon Corps did gain confidence because of this poem.

Ji Yuechi's eyes turned slightly: "I think my husband may have some plans for the Huang Clan!"

"Hmm? How do you say it?" Lin Su looked at her with a smile.

Ji Yuechi said: "The people of the Huang Clan actually have some characteristics of the former Ling Clan. They are intoxicated by the mountains and rivers and travel freely among the mountains and rivers. The clan also advocates the elegance of literature and Taoism. This poem handed down by my husband, chanted by the Jiuzhai Lake, I believe has moved countless talented men and beautiful women of the Huang Clan."

As soon as these words came out, Long Er sighed deeply again.

The two women beside the Marshal are really extraordinary.

They interpreted a wonderful poem separately, and they all interpreted the deep meaning beyond the poem, and all of them are reasonable.

Ji Qianling focuses on the morale of the Flying Dragon Legion, which is convincing.

And the princess Bai Yujing focuses on the enemy thinking, which is also convincing.

One pair is internal, one pair is external...

Whose point of view is right?

Lin Su smiled lightly: "You guys are really sensitive enough... Let's go, let's go to Jiuzhai Lake and visit the Huang people face to face!"

Ji Qianling was slightly startled: "Now?"

"Yes!"

"How...visit?" Ji Qianling's eyes flickered.

The periphery has been stabilized, and now it is time to take formal action against the thirty alien tribes. The Huang people are at the outermost edge of Xihe. Will they push all the way and treat the Huang people as the first alien tribe to be swept away, or will they implement his grand plan of forming alliances and implementing his grand plan of inciting rebellion on the Huang people? Now it will be clear.

Lin Su said: "Didn't the Eighth Princess say that the Huang people carry the characteristics of being elegant in literature and Taoism and being intoxicated by mountains and rivers? Then, let's use the most elegant way, poetry and music, to meet in Jiuzhaigou!"

"Poetry and music... We already have poetry, but what about music?"

Lin Su laughed: "You can order food today! I will give you whatever you want to listen to, playing the piano, flute, singing, whatever you want!"

Ji Qianling's face turned red...

Ji Yuechi's face also turned red...

Oh my God, you can also order food!

Just ask for whatever you want to listen to!

"Master Ji, please go first!" Ji Yuechi rubbed his hands gently.

A white jade boat appeared under their feet, and the four of them stepped on the white jade boat and rushed to Jiuzhaigou Lake.

Ji Qianling said: "Then I won't be polite. I want to listen to nocturnes and piano music related to the long river!"

"Okay! A song "Spring River Moon Night" is given to you! To facilitate understanding of this song, I will give you this long poem I wrote for free!"

He raised his hand, and in front of the white jade boat, the green waves of Jiuzhai were the words, and he wrote this unique and unparalleled poem in the history...

"The spring river tide is connected to the sea level, the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide, and the ripples follow the waves for thousands of miles. Where is there no moon in the spring river? The river flows around the fragrant fields, and the moon shines on the flower forest like hail. The frost in the sky flies without feeling. The white shore on the river cannot be seen. The river and the sky are one color without any dust. The bright moon in the sky is in the sky. Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon first shine on people..."

The 252-word long poem, the unique "Spring River Moon Night" that overwhelmed the entire Tang Dynasty, appeared in this world for the first time.

The last word fell, and there was no suspense in the sky.

The sky was full of green light, interpreting the boundless artistic conception of the spring river, flowers, moon and night.

Yes, there was no hindrance, no suspense, the artistic conception was like flowing water, as if the heavens were impatient.

Ji Yuechi and Ji Qianling were drunk at the same time.

They had seen countless poems.

But whose poems were so long?

Whose poems were so artistic?

Whose poems contained such exquisite philosophy?

Only him!

The only genius of literature and Taoism in the world!

This poem, I am afraid, will be a lone piece of this world, famous for thousands of years!

Written in Jiuzhaigou, written on the eve of the most brutal battle...

Dingdong, the sound of the piano sounded, pushing the artistic conception of the spring river to a peak again...

There is music in poetry, and poetry in music. Poetry is a masterpiece of all ages, and music is also unprecedented...

Before the two girls could escape from the beauty of the poem, they were once again enveloped by the music that was like celestial music...

They completely forgot where they were...

The Desolate tribe three hundred miles away, just as Ji Yuechi said, poetry, wine and romance created a picture of style in this world.

Pavilions and pavilions are stacked one after another, and wine pavilions and singing platforms are set in front of the blue waves of Jiuzhaigou.

In a long green pavilion, the two women looked at Jiuzhai Lake in the distance, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Of these two women, one is the desolate tribe’s saint, the desolate fairy spirit.

One is Su Yuexin, the goddess of Liangshan.

There is also a small Suzaku on Su Yuexin's shoulder.

"There is music in poetry, and there is poetry in music..." Huang Xianling exhaled softly: "Is this the true heritage of this literary and Taoist master?"

Su Yuexin murmured: "There are thousands of poems in the world, but it's all empty if you don't hear "Spring River"! There are thousands of joys in the world, but it's all empty if you don't hear "Spring River"! Such a long poem and such a tune, Qingbo's interpretation is known to the world, I'm afraid Is it the only one in history?"

Huang Xianling said softly: "I personally don't want to be an enemy of such a person and such a literary monument! Really..."

Su Yue thought: "But as a member of the Desolate Clan, you must be their enemy, right?"

Huang Xianling said: "Yes!"

"Xianling, you and I have been best friends for the past thirty years, but do you know that I had another friend thirty years ago?"

"Sister, I see what you're asking. On the Western Mountain, there are still photos of you and Xiang Jinghong to this day. How come I didn't know about your interaction with her?" Huang Xianling said with a smile.

"She and I, from the bottom of our hearts, wish to treat each other as lifelong confidants. However, because of our respective sect considerations behind our lives, she and I have become lifelong enemies. However, times have changed and things have been ups and downs, and she and I have met again. "

The desolate fairy was slightly startled: "Reconciled?"

Su Yuexin nodded lightly: "On her Duyou Peak, I met her again. From her mouth, I knew every step of Lin Su's journey. I suddenly discovered that on his journey, he was not only a person facing Jinghong should go with you, and so should I. I also invite you to come to the Huang Clan this time.”

Huang Xianling's face was full of confusion: "Is it based on the righteous way of heaven and earth?"

"Family members were robbed, and the lives of hundreds of billions of compatriots were inadvertently destroyed. Although most of the casualties on the spiritual path were self-inflicted, what are the crimes of the weak people in the great world? The only original sin is weakness! He used the ant's name to My body, drifting alone across the Wuxin Sea, just to support the innocent compatriots with a ray of sky above their heads, my fairy sister who is also a genius in music, don't you think this is a tragic song of heaven and earth in itself?" Su Yue thought to herself.

The Desolate Immortal Spirit slowly raised his gaze: "Thousands of his billions of compatriots are in an unintentional calamity, but what about me? What about my tens of millions of compatriots? It is now a life-or-death situation. If the Desolate Clan helps him, how can they gain a foothold in Xihe?" In chaos?"

Su Yue thought in her heart: "Sister Xianling, he is already here! When he comes, Xihe will be destroyed. The aliens who stand on the opposite side of him, and the armies that cross the border and attack, will be wiped out under his hands! The help of the Huang clan He is not in a situation of destruction, on the contrary, he is the only way to survive in the current chaos.”

The whole body of Huang Xianling was shaken...

"Do you really think that with his army of millions, he can defeat Xihe?"

"With his millions of troops, haha..." Su Yuexin smiled softly: "You think a million troops are not many, right? I can tell you, he has never led a million troops! In the Da Cang Realm, he led The maximum number of soldiers and horses is only one hundred thousand troops! What a coincidence, this one hundred thousand army is also called the Flying Dragon Army! The Flying Dragon Army of the past suppressed all enemies! "

The desolate fairy spirit remained silent for a long time...

Lin Su's military skills are known to everyone in Xihe, especially the high-ranking alien leaders, elders, and saints and saints...

In the past, he used 100,000 Xihe defenders to sweep away the 3 million troops of the Zi Qi Wen Dynasty.

With 50,000 remaining soldiers, the Earth Clan and the Wing Clan were completely killed.

He suppressed Xihe forcefully, and the thirty-three foreign tribes in Xihe were forced to accept his "Xihe Decree".

Now, he has ten or twenty times more soldiers, and he has already begun to demonstrate his power to sweep the world. The Desolate Clan is the first gate, where will he go from here?

Her heart has been really shaken, but she is just a saint, far from being the decision-maker in the clan, and at most she only has the right to make suggestions...

On Jiuzhai Lake.

The music has fallen silent and the poetry has faded.

"Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night" left behind a double masterpiece that will last forever.

Ji Yuechi felt as if she had drank ten bottles of Baiyunbian, and she always felt that from now on, her Yuechi in Bai Yujing might turn into a spring river, stirring in her heart the spring tide that would never stop.

And Ji Qianling, the long river of calculation has changed its appearance as it floats and sinks in the sea of ​​consciousness. In the long river of calculation, it seems that it has begun to have the power of time and space. Yes, it has changed due to the proposition about time and space in "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", Jiang Who next to see the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? This is the proposition of time and space. This artistic conception is integrated into her Suandao Changhe. Suandao Changhe seems to have broken through the initial setting, and her all-encompassing realm has emerged for the first time.

This was Ji Qianling's original intention to ask Xianggong for a poem related to the Changhe River.

She wanted a little inspiration.

Lin Su understands her!

Give her the best directly!

There are immediate signs of breaking through her cultivation bottleneck.

Ji Yuechi slowly opened his eyes: "Ms. sir, it's my turn now!"

Lin Su smiled softly: "What kind of music do you want to listen to?"

"Lord Ji, I want a song related to water, and I want a song related to mountains." Ji Yuechi's eyes were as bright as autumn waves.

Lin Su smiled: "Okay, let me sing a song for you!"

Song?

Not to mention Ji Yuechi's heart was beating fast, even Ji Qianling temporarily withdrew from the comprehension of the long river of calculation...

The zither on Lin Su's knees ding-donged, opening a wonderful song that had never been heard before...

"Only vines are seen entwined with trees in the mountains,

There are no trees entwined with vines in the world,

If the green vines do not entwine with trees,

Spring after spring will pass in vain..."

The voice was low at first, then loud, and the deep affection was silent in Jiuzhaigou, butterflies fluttered by the lake, and green waves were born in the clouds in the sky...

Ji Yuechi was immediately fascinated and was pulled into the bottomless maze of music.

"Lian Lianlian,

You and I have been friends for a hundred years,

Who dies at the age of ninety-seven,

Wait for three years on the Naihe Bridge!"

Ji Yuechi moaned, and was completely unable to control himself.

God is my witness, there is absolutely no such straightforward lyrics in the world.

There is no such strong emotion to the bones.

Today, the husband she called over and over again made a hundred-year agreement with her in such a wonderful way, in such an incredible way!

She would rather use everything to exchange for this hundred-year agreement!

She wanted to laugh, but her eyes were blurred.

She wanted to cry, but her heart was sweet...

At the end of the distant green pavilion.

Su Yuexin was stunned. Oh my God, my best friend from thirty years ago is in trouble!

This man is flirting with another girl again!

Is it Ji Qianling or the girl from Bai Yujing?

No matter who he flirts with, it is enough to make people fall into a deep pit!

Zhuque's two tender yellow legs firmly grasped her shoulder clothes, and his eyes seemed to be spinning windmills. He was completely intoxicated.

Even Zhuque couldn't stand it...

The opposite Huang Xianling closed her eyes, and her eyelashes were trembling slightly. It seemed that she couldn't stand it either...

The song ended.

Ji Yuechi leaned softly on the side of the boat, and her whole body was soft.

Suddenly, a voice came from my ear: "The commander said that you can order dishes by listening to music, so can I order a song?"

Ji Qianling and Ji Yuechi opened their eyes at the same time, a little surprised.

Damn!

This is the elegance of poetry and music, and you, a Qianlong Guard, are also joining in the fun? Is there music in your world?

Lin Su smiled: "What kind of music do you want to listen to, General Er?"

Long Er smiled and said: "I only know how to kill, and I want to listen to a song of killing. I heard that when the commander Bai Yuwen fought, there was a song called "Ten Sides of Ambush". Unfortunately, I have never heard of it in Longyuan. Can I listen to it today?"

Lin Su laughed: "Of course I can!"

With his hand, the powerful weapon "Ten Sides of Ambush" came out.

All the spring scenery and all the scenery were swept away...

Above the strings, green light filled the air.

Above the sky, drums and horns rang.

Thousands of troops swept across Jiuzhai Changhu...

The entire Huang tribe was shocked...

"Spring River Moon Night" was intoxicating, and countless talented men and beautiful women in the Huang tribe were intoxicated by it.

"Only Vines Wrapped Around Trees in the World" made beautiful women blush, made the lake water full of spring, and made all the women in the Huang tribe fascinated.

When "Ten Sides of Ambush" came out, the heartbeat of the Huang tribe leader accelerated, and he suddenly felt the murderous intent on the battlefield, so unstoppable, so frightening...

Su Yuexin slowly opened her eyes and stared at Huang Xianling, whose face was slowly fading away: "Sister Xianling, did you hear it? First it was Intoxicated by the Mountains and Rivers, and then it was Ten Sides of Ambush. This is to tell you that he Lin Su intends to use courtesy first and then force. Now it depends on how your father chooses!"

Three wonderful songs, each has his own opinion.

Su Yuexin interpreted it as courtesy first and then force!

Lin Su's "Ten Sides of Ambush" suddenly stopped when the blue waves turned into thousands of troops, rolling out and covering the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers of the Huang Clan.

Thousands of murderous intentions stopped when they approached the Huang Clan's mountain protection formation!

He raised his hand lightly, put away the zither, and in front of him was a tea table. He held up the teacup and looked at the main peak of the Huang Clan from afar...

The head of the Huang Clan and the seven top elders sitting down looked at all this through a drop of water in Jiuzhai, looking at each other in bewilderment...

No one knew that what they saw was just what Lin Su wanted them to see.

The real situation was far from what they saw.

Lin Su's talent was great today, and there were countless ways to interpret it.

There was Ji Qianling's theory of mobilizing the morale of the army.

There was Ji Yuechi's theory of connecting with the Huang Clan.

There was Su Yuexin's theory of using courtesy before force...

Is that right?

There are elements in this regard, but not all!

There are two more mysteries beyond their sight.

The first mystery...

Whether Lin Su writes poems, plays the piano or sings, he is solidifying the perception of others. At this moment, Lin Su is in Jiuzhai, with iron nails curling his feet, without any suspense.

Why?

Because the series of literary teachings he performed today cannot be forged by others.

So, he is in Jiuzhai without any dispute.

In this case, who would have thought that Lin Su was just creating an illusion that he was still in Jiuzhai.

The real him has already left...

He is going to place a chess piece on the chessboard that no one would have thought of!

The main peak of the Mu clan.

A huge tree towers to the sky.

There is a different world in the tree. An old man sits cross-legged, as if he has merged with the tree.

He is Mu Qianshan, the leader of the Mu clan.

The world has changed, and Xihe will shake again.

No one can predict what the end of their race will be, but practitioners believe in a basic truth: one point of effort, one point of gain, one point of cultivation, one point of security.

He Mu Qianshan is also like this. The great elders are in charge of the changing situation in the outside world, and he is working hard to improve his cultivation and ensure that he has the greatest capital in the troubled times.

He thinks so, and so do the other clan leaders.

This is the fundamental reason why there are only great elders but no clan leaders in Xihe City.

The clan leaders of each clan are working hard to improve themselves.

Although he is in seclusion, it does not mean that he is deaf to the outside world. This big tree is lush and leafy, and its roots stretch for thousands of miles. The big tree is his eyes and ears.

The news heard by these eyes and ears even affected his cultivation to some extent, because these news are a bit too terrible. Lin Su actually broke through the defense of tens of millions of troops in two days, and staged a Jedi counterattack in such a situation.

Although Lin Su's sudden appearance is thrilling.

But the arrow has been strung, no matter what kind of changes, it cannot resist the alliance of thirty alien races.

Moreover, the geographical location of the Wood Clan is relatively good. It is not in the middle of the entrance of Xihe River to Xihe City, but in the northwest of Xihe City. Therefore, Lin Su's army will not run into the Wood Clan at the first time...

Just when he was concentrating his mind and planning to break through the bottleneck of cultivation, a drop of water suddenly fell from the tree...

This drop of water turned into a long river!

Mu Qianshan's eyes suddenly opened, and it was like the heart of an ancient tree that was motionless, and huge waves were rising.

The long river of time and space!

Oh my God...

What's going on?

Could it be that...

Before his mind could turn around, the long river of time and space had already covered his whole body.

The big trees around him could not sense it at all. What they could sense was only the boundless turbulence of time and space.

Mu Qianshan stood up suddenly, his heart pounding.

On the long river of time and space, there was a lonely boat.

On the lonely boat, there was a figure.

Mu Qianshan stared at this figure, staring at this figure that was familiar to the bone.

"Lin Su!"

"Master Mu, abandon the Xihe decree. I thought you would forget me, but I didn't expect you to remember!" Lin Su said this and came to his side.

Mu Qianshan took a deep breath: "This is not the Long River of Time and Space of Nothingness!"

Although he felt a little scared when he saw the Long River of Time and Space, but after a careful sense, he found that the Long River of Time and Space did not seem to be as scary as the legend said. At most, it separated him from the outside world, and it was far from irresistible. Obviously, it was not the Long River of Time and Space of "Nothingness" that even Zhixiang was helpless.

"Of course not! This is only the Long River of Time and Space of "Nothingness"!" Lin Su said.

"Your own?"

"One hundred percent mine!"

"Although there is the power of "Nothingness" to suppress the world, it also has the ability to penetrate everywhere, right?" Mu Qianshan took a breath, and the majesty of the head of the clan slowly rose.

"Yes! No one knows that I left Jiuzhaigou, and no one knows that I entered your exclusive domain." Lin Su said.

Mu Qianshan smiled: "You sneaked into my exclusive domain silently, Lin Su, your behavior really shocked me, why are you so stupid?"

"Stupid?"

Mu Qianshan smiled and said: "Can't you see where the stupidity is?"

"I really can't see it, I would like to ask for your advice!"

Mu Qianshan said: "Lin Su, you did meet me face to face in the past, and you did make me passive, which probably gave you an illusion that you are qualified to meet me face to face! But you forgot that you relied on the laws of the Immortal Dynasty, not your own ability! And today, do you think I still need to care about Ji Chang's so-called laws?"

His words were clear and understandable.

That day, Lin Su was able to meet the heads of the major clans face to face and force them to bow their heads because of his status as an inspector, his status as a third-rank official, the ancient formation in Xihe City, and his Zhoutian killing formation that suppressed the Earth Clan and the Wing Clan. It was not related to Lin Su's own combat power at all.

But today, everything he relied on no longer exists.

The thirty alien tribes in Xihe have rebelled.

Don't worry about Ji Chang's face, let alone the laws of the dynasty.

Lin Su came alone and faced him face to face, which was like giving himself to Mu Qianshan!

Lin Su smiled faintly: "The head of the Mu tribe also forgot one thing."

"What?"

"Time!"

"Time?" Mu Qianshan was slightly stunned.

Lin Su said: "It has been a year and a half since the Xihe meeting that day! I have been in Liuguangyuan in the Temple of Time and Space for this year and a half."

Mu Qianshan's pupils slowly shrank: "One and a half years in the outside world, one hundred and sixty years in Liuguangyuan! Do you mean that you have added a hundred years of Taoism?"

"Yes!"

"Have you broken through to the realm of the image?"

"Just the realm of all things, not even the true image, what is the image of the image?" Lin Su said. (End of this chapter)