Thousands of pear blossoms and thousands of pear blossoms appear out of thin air and compete with each other in full bloom.
The flowers are fragrant and refreshing. The petals are pure white and the world is pure white.
"Zheng." The graceful girl waved wantonly, and a sonorous and powerful sound burst.
Pure white pear blossoms rose, and scarlet blood gradually spread all over the sky.
"Ah, she disappeared."
The crowd saw that there was no graceful girl in the open space and sighed.
Then, the sound of the deep drum was deafening, and a strong man with bare arms appeared to beat the big drum rhythmically and powerfully.
"Dong!"
When the big drum shook, the bloody ocean poured down.
Seeing that the people were going to be drowned in soup, the bloody ocean suddenly gave a meal. A bright red butterfly separated from the ocean with an elegant attitude, spread its wings and flew around the people.
"Dong!"
The big drum vibrates again, and the red butterfly turns into stars.
The stars crackled and burst, and countless ghost like powerful soldiers were born. They lined up neatly and strode forward. Their murderous spirit and morale soared into the sky, and the world changed color.
The people were frightened and their little hearts beat.
"Dong!"
The drums shook three times, the invisible mighty soldiers dissipated like smoke, and the sad flute sounded everywhere.
On the open space, the strong man with bare arms didn't know when to go down. The middle-aged woman in hemp came on foot. The more steps she took, the more solid her body became, revealing her amazing face.
It was a very beautiful woman, dressed in rough mourning clothes, with only a wooden hairpin on her head and her black-and-white hair. The flute in her hand was an ordinary bamboo flute, which played the most sad and moving music. Every move, every frown and smile, I felt pity at first sight.
"Does she look like a person, like Fang jiuning, the wife of general Wei Wu?"
"Mighty general? You... You shut up and have no head. What do you mention about the powerful general? The powerful general is a forbidden word. You... "
"Shh, you're dead. How many times do you have to say that name before you stop? You forget the dark days more than ten years ago. Do you want to be one of them? "
Everyone closed their mouths and told themselves that it was a coincidence. There are thousands of people in the world, and there are countless people with similar faces.
The crowd abandoned their distractions and calmed down to continue to enjoy the performance.
In the center of the square, however, the hands of the Phoenix fly like a dragon without a master.
Not only the leader of Fengxiang state, but also family forces such as Gu family also took action and sent people to inquire about the identity of the performer.
The most beautiful woman was ignorant and silently shed tears. Every drop of tears, the middle-aged woman's body was transparent for a minute, until the second before she disappeared, the middle-aged woman's flute sounded suddenly, and everyone's heart jumped with it.
Listening to the flute and playing the piano, those players have unparalleled blowing, playing and singing skills.
The music played by each kind of musical instrument pulls people into the artistic conception, including beautiful and cruel, and experiences the various states of the world, ups and downs.
Gu Guan was intoxicated. When she didn't respond, flames rose around the open space. The previous players came out one after another, and the Symphony played by various instruments was magnificent.
The fire spread like water and surged. The people were frightened and retreated quickly. When the fire touched them, the fire was neither hot nor cold.
Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the flames converged and condensed into countless huge fire dragons. The fire dragons soared through the clouds and hovered high into a cone, small up and big down.
The fire dragon roared and shook the earth.
Ten thousand dragons dance together, shocking.
Suddenly, fire dragons flew from top to bottom, and their huge bodies bloomed like fireworks, spreading bright light, as gently caressed by lovers.
The scene changes suddenly, the dark space, the stars are gorgeous, and the Milky Way flows like a dream.
Gu Guan's eyes were blurred and looked happy.
Gu Zhao forgot to eat snacks. He grew up with a small mouth and exclaimed.
Feng Qing was relatively calm. He could only see from the rising corners of his mouth that he was in a good mood.
The three watched the stars until the end of the performance.
At the end of the performance, people were still not satisfied, but they still scrambled to the center of Xuanwumen square.
In the center of the square, a square challenge arena is suspended in the air. In the east of the challenge arena is the position of the royal family. In the south is Yin Feng sect, in the north is Qing Xuanzong, and in the west is a small sect and a place for scattered cultivation.
As for the young talents competing for the Fengxiang list, they all sit in the void below the challenge arena, layer by layer.
"What is this?" Gu Guan asked.
"The battle of Fengxiang list has begun. Go up quickly." Feng Qing pushed Gu Guan.
"Here we go?" Gu Guan stumbled a few steps and stared at Feng Qing, "how did it start?"
Feng Qing explained clearly in a few words that there are many talents competing for the ranking of Fengxiang. One by one, it will take a serious long time, which may miss the best time to enter Liuli Tianquan.
Therefore, the leaders of Fengxiang country came up with a way - big waves washing sand.
The challenge arena is a place to compete for the ranking of Fengxiang list. There are ten classes below. From bottom to top, the tenth class can sit ten people, the ninth class can sit nine people... The first class can sit one person.
Talented disciples of all schools and sects can compete in the challenge arena only when they sit in a class position.
As long as you occupy a seat, the level of class doesn't matter.
However, for these talented people, they are unwilling to succumb to others.
The competition for seats is like a tragic image. Let's have a competition in the challenge arena.
Gu Guan rubbed Gu Zhao's small head and whispered, "your mother will go back. You should listen to your uncle!"
Gu Zhao said, "baowazi is a good child."
Gu Guan couldn't help laughing. "Yes, my mother's baby is the best child in the world."
Yan Bi, Gu Guan looked up and looked at Feng Qing with four eyes. Without saying a word, they understood each other's meaning.
Gu Guan walked to the challenge arena, his face slowly solemn and cold.
At this moment, there are still an endless stream of favored children of heaven who are not afraid of difficulties and dangers, forge ahead and climb the peak.
Standing at the bottom of the challenge arena, the proud children of heaven quickly crossed Gu Guan, occupied their position, and were pulled down and come and go. The first five layers are always those people.
"Hehe, you really didn't disappoint my sister. Gu Guan, you're here." Gu Fei, who was in the fourth class, sneered, "sister, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Gu Fei was still covered with a bright red head, her slender fingers were as white as jade, and her red nails were as frightening as human blood.
Gu Guan turned a deaf ear and looked beyond Gu Fei, falling into the third class, then the second class, and finally the first class.
The first class stood a young man, who was condescending, and his face was blurred against the light.
"Gu Guan, it's you!" Said the young man.