When the song "Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix" ended, the surroundings fell into silence. Even the birds circling in the sky were reluctant to fly away for a long time, as if a strong sense of nostalgia still lingered in the air.
At this time, the lingering sound of the piano filled the entire Guiyuan City Square.
Boom!
Just as he stopped plucking the strings of the zither, the birds in the sky suddenly scattered, and then golden lights fell from the sky. Fairy music rang out in the void, and a refreshing fragrance wafted in the air.
"Vision... This is a vision from heaven!" someone exclaimed, looking at Feng Qingyang in surprise.
It is said that when a sword strikes, mountains and rivers move, but the sound of the piano has never stopped and strange phenomena have appeared. This is simply unprecedented and will never be repeated.
In this writing test, no one had thought that Feng Qingyang would write such a poem. In their subconscious, he was just a zombie, a peerless devil who killed people without blinking an eye, a man who would not frown even if he killed two thousand cultivators in the early stage of foundation building.
Many years later, he was definitely a giant in the magic world, but no one could have imagined that he would have such a gentle side.
Iron-blooded tenderness, murderous love!
His piano playing moved countless people present and convinced countless female disciples. If he were to have enemies all over the world in the future, I'm afraid that everyone who had heard his piano playing today would choose to stop.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang had not yet come to his senses. He seemed to hear something in the void calling him deeply. His eyes were blurred and he looked up at the sky in a trance, but from his perspective, it seemed that he was looking at Qian Duoduo affectionately.
At this time, the image was changing, and rays of fiery red light appeared from the void. At first it was just a wisp, but after a stick of incense, it turned into a fiery red storm.
The scene was suddenly filled with a strong fire-attributed aura.
Countless cultivators who were practicing fire-attributed techniques at the scene benefited from it all and looked at Feng Qingyang in surprise at the same time. They were speechless because they didn't know how to express themselves.
Strange phenomena continued to occur, and the birds in the sky also made deep cries, as if they had a deep respect for the fiery red shadow that appeared in the void.
The immortal music and the sound of the piano continued, and after another stick of incense passed, the fiery red sound and shadow in the void finally condensed into shape.
But when everyone saw it clearly, their eyes widened and they were speechless. Even the city lord on the Guiyuan battleship had a gleam of light in his eyes and his heart began to beat rapidly.
I saw that the birds that were originally circling in the sky were circling around the fiery red figure, and at the same time, they made cheerful chirping sounds.
The fiery red shadow had a pair of huge and gorgeous wings, and noble feathers on its head. When it flapped its wings, the fragrance in the air became stronger, and for a moment, the whole place was filled with the scent of fire.
This is a phoenix! Even a mortal would recognize it as a phoenix, the legendary divine bird that brings good luck.
The phoenix cried, and the birds circling around it all chirped.
A hundred birds pay homage to the Phoenix. This is a hundred birds paying homage to the Phoenix!
Afterwards, the huge phoenix began to dance slowly in the air. Although its figure was illusory, its every move was full of the principles of heaven and earth. It slowly rotated and came to Feng Qingyang's side. Its pair of phoenix eyes looked at Feng Qingyang with the same affectionate eyes. This was something that others could not see.
In their eyes, they could only see the phoenix that appeared out of thin air flying towards Feng Qingyang, and they were stunned on the spot for a moment.
What kind of deep affection could cause strange phenomena in heaven and earth and even bring out the legendary phoenix.
This time they were truly eye-opening. It could be said that no matter whether Feng Qingyang won or lost the final, his fame would once again spread throughout the entire cultivation world. Countless people took out their jade slips to record this strange phenomenon of heaven and earth in them.
The elegance of this moment was so stunning that it made the world pale in comparison. She wore a white crescent shirt and had blood-red hair that fluttered in the wind. Her body was surrounded by a gorgeous phoenix...
“Nine Phoenixes…” He gently looked at the phoenix shadows surrounding him, and instantly thought of the scenes in the crystal coffin that day.
"Jiuhuang, is that you?" He asked softly with a hoarse voice, but his voice was deeply drowned out by the cry of the white bird, and no one could hear what he was saying.
When hearing Feng Qingyang's call, the phoenix shadow let out a heartfelt cry, and then slowly disappeared into the world.
When the birds dispersed, everyone was still immersed in that final deep affection, with the fragrance lingering in the air and the lingering sound echoing.
One piano moves the world!
On the Guiyuan battleship, Qian Duoduo had already wiped her eyes with tears. In her subconscious, this song "Feng Qiu Huang" was Feng Qingyang's admiration and attachment to her.
With such deep affection expressed, no one would guess that it was fake. Of course, even the person involved himself had never thought that he would fall in love without realizing it. Everything will be different as long as emotion is involved.
No matter whether it is family affection, love, or affection; Feng Qingyang is a person who values friendship and loyalty, so when he heard people around him say this about Lu Zhishen, he couldn't help but want to take action, because he would think it was an insult to him.
As for love, he didn't know whether he had love or not. With Zhu Xuezhu, he was touched. With Qian Duoduo, he was helpless. But with Jiuhuang, with whom he had had sex, he felt as if he had known her for many years and had thought about her for countless reincarnations.
That attachment comes from the deepest part of the soul, a attachment that cannot be erased no matter how many years pass, transcending the cycle of life and death;
When the song ended, the other two had already put down their brushes and were staring at Feng Qingyang in a daze. At the same time, a hint of bitterness appeared in their hearts, and their eyes looking at Feng Qingyang also changed slightly.
If... If they were all ordinary people, they would definitely become very good friends.
Unfortunately, because of different standpoints and paths, they are bound to have intersections, but this anxiety is not about becoming friends, but about becoming mortal enemies!
"The written test is over..." At this time, the old man's voice was heard in the silent square. He waved his hand, and the papers on the three people's tables flew to Qian Duoduo and the city lord.
“After one stick of incense, the people who will advance directly will be selected.” After the old man said this, he stopped talking and just looked down quietly.
But this time, he looked at Feng Qingyang deeply again. The deep affection he showed when he sang the guqin music before was absolutely not fake. But how could he have such deep affection for the city lord Qianjin? With some doubts, he slowly closed his eyes.
There was a stick of incense beside him. When the incense burned out, one of the three of them would be promoted directly.
There is no denying that Feng Qingyang has the greatest chance of winning. This is a cheer that rang out in everyone's hearts. No matter who he is, his previous affection has indeed touched countless people present.