"Kong Mingzong presents two chapters." Lan Shanyu, who was wearing a blue robe inlaid with fox fur from Tuxin Lake, hurried from outside and presented two yellowed sheepskins to Dan Yi.
The ancient Divine Comedy originally did not have a score, but was handed down from generation to generation by the method of playing. It was recorded by a luthier a thousand years ago, and the original manuscript was created. The paper was scarce a thousand years ago, and the score was too precious, so it was stabbed on the sheepskin.
Dan Yi took a look at it. It was an ancient font from a thousand years ago. One had the words "Da Si Ming" at the beginning and the other had "Dong Jun". This should be the fifth and seventh chapters of Xiao Shao. The monks are more careful in their collection of books. These two sheepskins are not damaged in the slightest, but the Buddhist monks keep two sheepskins in a clean place.
"What are they asking?" Dan Yi handed the sheepskin to Lan Jiangxue beside him.
Lan Jiangxue was also wearing a snow-white robe inlaid with fox fur today, which looked similar to Lan Shanyu's style, with a blue girdle inlaid with gemstones tied around his waist.
"Kong Mingzong asked for two things. First, he wanted Guiyun Palace to take action and completely solve the disaster of the whole Dazhang. Second, he hoped to return to Kong Mingzong's treasure, Damo, to cut the golden rod." Lan Shanyu clearly explained Kong Mingzong's demands, and couldn't help but peek at Lan Jiangxue who was on the side of the throne.
This set of clothes was made by Qing Han himself, and they were originally going to be kept for the New Year. It was snowing today, so Lan Shanyu put it on ahead of time. He didn't expect to see Qinghan wearing it when he came back. If the palace lord was not here, he couldn't help but put his mouth behind his ears.
Dan Yi glanced at Lan Shanyu, "If Qinghan's test is correct, then go ahead."
These two requirements must not be what he thought, but what his senior brother in charge meant.
Twenty white orchids were released earlier to solve the infestation of the major sects, but they didn't care about it in the future. Salt worms spread very quickly, but everyone insisted on eating salt, so that there were not so many crazy people, but worms have always existed, and one day they will break out.
Only an old monk with a high level of cultivation can have such a compassionate heart.
Now in Guiyun Palace, there are the first three chapters of Chen Ziqi's passage from Lao Ni, and the "Shao Siming" that was caught in Yao Xiong's arms last time. There are six chapters in total.
Lan Jiangxue sat cross-legged in the Azure Cloud Palace, put the Jiuxiao Huan Peiqin on his knees, adjusted the pitch, glanced at the old score, touched the strings with his fingertips, and fiddled slowly.
"Zheng—" The long and long sound of the lyre, like ripples in the water, is like a wave of ripples in the water. The ancient music has a solemnity that cannot be achieved by ordinary music. With the gradually faster movement, the scene in front of me seems to have reached the nine heavens in an instant.
The fifth chapter, Da Si Ming, tells the magnificent scene of the Phoenix dancing and the dragon piercing the clouds within the Tianmen.
Jiuxiao Huanpei, a famous qin in ancient times, can attach internal force to the strings, and spread throughout the entire Yushan with the sound of the qin.
"啾—" The old phoenix, who was playing with his youngest son in the sycamore forest, couldn't help but let out a clear whistle, and instantly turned into a bird's body, carrying his youngest son through the clouds on his back.
"Jijiji!" The little furball was startled at first, desperately trying to hide in his father's fur, and after flying for a while, he couldn't help but pop his head out and look left and right.
After all, the old Phoenix still remembered that he had a son on his back, and after walking through the clouds, he fell back to the sycamore forest, standing on the top of the tree listening to the sound of the piano.
"It seems that this score is true," Chen Ziqi was leaning on the rain porch to watch the snow, and he happened to see the scene just now. Carrying Dan Yi next to him, "Why don't you feel it?"
"This seat has the strength." Dan Yi raised his chin slightly and said proudly.
Just as he was talking, the old Phoenix flew over with a small hair ball on his back and turned into a human figure, "Dan Yi, remember, before you get married, I have something to teach you."
Before getting married, I asked my father to teach me... Chen Zi winked at Dan Yi teasingly, but Dan Yi couldn't help but redden her ears.
It's been a long time since I saw this little red bird and I was ashamed. Chen Ziqi couldn't help but wanted to tease him again, so he smiled and said, "Father, can I learn together?"
Dan Su frowned and looked at Chen Ziqi, and shook his head again and again, "You can't learn, Feng Yuan will go with father." After that, he turned and left with his youngest son.
"Jiuji!" Feng Er squatted on his father's head and called out to Chen Ziqi.
Dan Yi pursed her lips and raised her heels.
Chen Ziqi was very curious, but couldn't follow, and could only watch the three phoenixes leave. After thinking for a while, he suddenly showed a wicked smile and raised his feet to find Mrs. Qingxiao.
Qingxiao is making bamboo flower wine, which is Danyi's favorite drink.
"You came just right, try it." Qing Xiao scooped up some wine with a small bamboo tube with a handle and handed it to Chen Ziqi. It was brewed a few years ago and has been sealed underground for a long time. Just dug it out.
Chen Ziqi took a sip obediently. It was light and sweet, and it was very delicious. He couldn't help but drink up the bamboo tube, "Delicious."
"Ten jars of new wine have just been sealed, and I will bury them under this tree later. When Danyi is out of wine, you can bring him here to dig." Mrs. Qingxiao's eyes were full of smiles, and she fed the cubs. It's always a pleasure for her.
Chen Ziqi silently wrote down the tree, and wanted to help dig the pit, but was stopped by Qingxiao, on the grounds that he was still a child and didn't need to work, and the maids would come over later. Nodding obediently, Chen Ziqi looked around and said mysteriously, "Dad called Danyi away just now, saying that he was going to teach him something before getting married. Does mother know what that is?"
"Huh?" Qing Xiao was taken aback, the bamboo tube in her hand fell into the wine vat with a thud, "Damn!"
Dan Yi, who turned into a little red bird, stood on the top of the highest cliff in Yushan. The frigid mountain wind in winter blows the soft down on the body, and the two bright red feathers on the top of the head sway with the wind.
"Since we're going to start a family, it's time to learn to fly!" The bright red and golden old phoenix stood beside his son with his head raised and his chest up. This is what the king of birds should look like.
"Jijijiji!" Feng Er, who was squatting between his father's feet, was shivering with cold.
The King of Birds squatted down slowly and wrapped his younger son with thick and warm down feathers. He suddenly lost his kingly demeanor and turned into a big red chicken hatching eggs.
Dan Yi looked at the abyss beneath her feet and slowly opened her tender little wings. The ends of the wings have grown a layer of tiny wing feathers, and they seem to be able to fly.
"Go!" Dan Su bowed his head and slammed his eldest son with his head. The little red bird, who was not ready, was kicked off the cliff in an instant.
"Chiu Chiu Chiu!" Dan Yi flapped her little wings hard, and the strong wind on the cliff stretched the feathers. She really glide in the air for a while, and then, like a fallen leaf in the wind, it fell down the mountain in a whirl, faster and faster.
"Dan Yi!" Chen Ziqi followed Qingxiao to the back mountain. What he saw was such a thrilling scene, and his whole heart was pounded with fright. Wings are not long, how can they fly!
Qingxiao was about to fly over to save her son, but the big phoenix on the top of the cliff had already moved, swooping down with lightning speed, and steadily picked up the little red bird on its back. Dan Su flew to the clouds with his two sons, and then one turned over. The two small balls swiped down together, and were caught by the big phoenix who was spinning around.
"Choo Choo Choo!"
"jijiji!"
The two little birds were excited on their father's back. Phoenix was born to soar for nine days, and he liked this kind of game very much. The big phoenix was complacent when he saw a blue shadow in front of him, and immediately wrapped around him.
Huofeng dances with Qingluan. The beauty of this scene is indescribable in words.
According to Phoenix's age, Dan Yi was still too young to fly at all.
"Before getting married, what my father wanted to teach was Feifei?" Back in the bedroom at night, Chen Ziqi couldn't help teasing Danyi.
Dan Yi was a little embarrassed, but at first he thought his father was teaching sex.
"Hahahaha..." Chen Ziqi couldn't help laughing when he thought about that scene. How could a bird without even feathers be able to fly? It would be nice to ride the wind and slide for a while.
"Don't laugh, this seat can fly!" Dan Yi angrily pressed Chen Ziqi under her body and took a bite on the white neck.
"Alright, alright, you can fly." Chen Ziqi laughed sullenly and took a bite while holding Dan Yi's head.
It was true that Xiao Shao was able to cause the phoenix to dance, but nothing was revealed about the mystery of the highest realm of martial arts.
Chen Ziqi spread the three pieces of sheepskin flat on the table and stared at it, suddenly raised his hand, and joined the three pieces of leather in a letter-like shape. The uneven edges were evenly matched.
"It seems to be a whole piece of skin, does it really take nine chapters to see it out?" Dan Yi frowned.
In the first three chapters, they only had rubbings in their hands, and the sheepskin scrolls were in the hands of Su Xinzong. Until New Year's Eve, there was no other sect in the rivers and lakes to exchange Xiao Shao again, and Guiyun Palace was not in a hurry, and the New Year was lively and lively.
After the fifth day of the new year, people from the major sects of Xuan Dao began to rush to Guiyun Palace. The palace chief is getting married, this is a big event and must not be missed.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Guiyun Palace was decorated with lanterns, and all the curtains and tablecloths were changed to a festive red.
The guests who came to watch the ceremony also wore brightly colored clothes, and even the corpse puppet Xiaomian was tied with a red waist rope.
"Why is no one going to pick up the sedan chair?" Geng Zhijun, the leader of the knife-inserting leader, stretched his neck to see.
"I heard that Mrs. Xin has lived in Guiyun Palace since she was a child, so she avoided carrying the sedan chair and went directly to the church." Huang Teng, the leader of the Thousand Poison Sect who likes to inquire, said with a smile.
"Why didn't I see the lord?" Ren Zongmoi looked around among the guests. In addition to several heads and elders of Xuan Dao, several sects of the right way also came to congratulate him, but Chen Ziqi was never seen from the beginning to the end. As Dan Yi's best friend, why didn't he show up at such a time
"Hey, what do you know, seeing your sweetheart marry someone else, how can you bear it, if it were me, I would definitely put a knife on all the guests!" Geng Zhijun gestured angrily.
"Shut up." Shi Geng, the leader of the Stone Corpse Sect, glared at him.
Xiao Mian also interjected, "The palace lord is not a heartless person, maybe the bride is the prince."
"Nonsense again." Shi Geng pulled Xiao Mian over.
Ren Zongmie and Huang Teng looked at Shi Geng who was talking to himself, and shook their heads in unison.
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