The Green Lotus Veranda had a total of thirty-six waterside pavilions, connected by circular bridges, forming a huge and complete waterside pavilion.
Thirty-six waterside pavilions were independent yet connected to each other. In the center of the waterside pavilion was a huge green lotus pond. Every waterside pavilion had a covered bridge that led directly to the central pool.
The central pond could be used to admire the lotus flowers, but it could also be used to extend wooden planks from all four sides to build a platform.
The design of the entire Green Lotus Veranda was extremely exquisite. The thirty six waterside pavilions were like giant flower petals stretching out, with the centre like the stamen of a lotus flower. The exterior was like a giant green lotus.
Everyone who attended the banquet sat in the waterside pavilion outside. Huo Wuyi and Hu Feichan both strode to the center of the pond.
Both of them were Heaven Ranked Rankers. They stood in the air as if they were walking on flat ground.
Although Huo Wuyi and Hu Fei Chan both had smiles on their faces, they could not conceal the intense hostility between them.
Huo Wuyi was dressed in a fiery dragon robe with a golden crown on his head. His face was extremely handsome, and his eyes were bewitching. He was born with a bewitching aura. No one could see the depth of his strength.
Hu Fei Chan was tall and had long legs. He was taller than Huo Wuyi by more than a foot. His bulging muscles caused his black leather armor to bulge and bulge. The dusky yellow eyes of the tiger were cold and domineering.
Just by standing there without moving, the imposing aura of a tiger that could devour ten thousand li had completely suppressed the bewitching Huo Wuqing.
Both of them were martial artists, and their auras were formed by their Divine Senses and Martial Spirits. The difference in their auras had already revealed the difference in strength between the two.
Although it wasn't certain that Huo Wumei would lose, he was at least at a disadvantage.
The smile on Huo Wuyi's face was still there, but his heart was as cold as ice. Hu Fei Chan's strength was beyond his expectations. However, it was difficult to sheathe a blade of shame. Since he had stood out, he could not retreat even if he was beaten to death.
Many human experts watched calmly, and no one spoke up to help Huo Wumei out of this predicament.
This was also because Huo Wuyi's social relations were too poor, and the Fire Nation had always been belligerent, so he had offended too many people.
At this time, Liu Qingge came out from outside with his zither in his arms.
She happened to pass by Gao Zhengyang and instinctively turned her head to look at the servant in green.
His appearance was clean and handsome, but there was nothing special about him.
Qiu Qingge was sure that she had never seen this manservant before. But what was that indescribable feeling?
Gao Zhengyang cursed his bad luck in his heart. However, his expression did not change, and he just pretended to look down in awe.
Liu Qingge was just a little suspicious. He looked around and didn't see anything wrong.
The confrontation between Huo Wuyi and Hu Feichan made her not have the mood to pay attention to this nameless manservant.
Fire Wuyi framed Wukong and sent him to prison. She hated Huo Wumei to death. Seeing that his enemy was about to suffer, he felt incomparably happy.
Liu Qingge stopped in her tracks. Since both sides were fighting, there was no need for her to continue playing the guqin.
Princess Yuzhen, who was seated at the head of the table, suddenly opened her mouth and said, "Since Master Liu has returned, let's invite Master Liu to play a song first. It won't be too late for the two of you to make your move."
Princess Yuzhen also loathed Huo Wuyi, but as the host, she could not sit by and watch Huo Wuyi make a fool of himself. For the sake of the overall situation of the human race, they had to suppress the barbarians' momentum as much as possible. Using Liu Qingge gave Huo Wumei a chance to adjust.
Although Liu Qingge didn't want to help Huo Wumei out of his predicament, since Princess Yuzhen had spoken, she couldn't refuse. She bowed her head and said, "I'll show my incompetence."
Holding the guqin, Liu Qingge leisurely walked towards the center of the green lotus pond.
Huo Wumei smiled slyly and said to Hu Fei Chan, "We'll wait for a moment and listen to Master Liu's celestial music before deciding the victor."
"Up to you." Hu Fei Chan knew that Princess Yuzhen was taking sides, but he didn't care. Strength couldn't be faked. No matter how many tricks the other party had, it couldn't change the outcome of their defeat.
After Hu Fei Chan and Huo Wumei retreated, wooden boards popped out from the top of the green lotus pond, quickly forming a closed platform.
The maids came up to set up the guqin platform, lit the incense burner, and laid out the carpet. They began to make preparations for the performance.
Hu Fei Fei snorted, "Playing the guqin isn't small at all!"
It wasn't that she had anything against Liu Qingge, but Princess Yuzhen obstructing the battle made her very unhappy. She could only vent her anger on Liu Qingge.
Hu Fei Chan sat down beside Hu Fei Fei and said indifferently, "He's just a scoundrel who bullies the weak and fears the strong. There's no need to care. "
Hu Fei Fei smiled charmingly at Hu Fei Chan and said, "Alright, I'll beat him up later. I'll beat him until he calls for his mother."
"As you wish." Hu Fei Chan laughed.
The two of them didn't speak loudly, but which one of them wasn't a Heaven Stage expert? Everyone heard it clearly.
A few laughs came from the crowd, as if they were cooperating with Hu Fei Chan.
Huo Wumei looked towards the source of the voice, only to see a few Brute Race experts. There was also King Wu An. He hated them in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
"Clang clang …"
The sound of the guqin suddenly rang out, like two pearls falling onto a jade plate. The sound wasn't loud, but it was clear and penetrating. It made people's ears feel as if they had suddenly cleared up.
Everyone's attention immediately shifted to Liu Qingge. Everyone present was a Heaven Stage expert. Even if they didn't know how to appreciate music, they could still feel the wonders of the guqin's sound.
Liu Qingge, who was sitting upright and playing the guqin, plucked the strings twice, but suddenly stopped.
Liu Qingge's eyes drooped slightly, as if he was looking at the guqin, but also as if he was lost in thought. Between her beautiful eyebrows and bright eyes, there was a hint of bitterness and sorrow.
Huo Wumei couldn't help but raise his voice: "Master Liu, why aren't you playing a song to liven things up?"
The popular war song of the seven kingdoms of the human race in the night battle was generous, heroic, and hot-blooded. It was the most able to arouse people's fighting spirit.
Liu Qingge didn't even raise his head, as if he didn't hear Huo Wumei's words at all. Huo Wumei's expression changed slightly, but then he sneered. A woman from the devil sect dared to not give him face. He would remember this enmity.
There were many people who ridiculed him. Especially Hu Fei Fei, who couldn't stop laughing. Her sweet and charming voice seemed to be even more pleasing to the ear than the sound of the guqin.
Huo Wumei was angry at Hu Fei Fei in his heart, but on the other hand, his heart was also itching and hot. He felt that this woman was truly a peerless seductive spirit.
"Since this place is filled with distinguished guests, I am not talented enough to present a song," Shuidiao Getou "."
There was no lack of knowledgeable people present, but no one knew where "Shuidiao Getou" came from.
Liu Qingge didn't explain, and lowered his head to concentrate on playing the guqin.
As the sound of the guqin started, there was a sense of loneliness and coldness, like a bright moon shining high above, and a person standing alone on the peak of a mountain. Although the world was vast, at this moment, there was only the bright moon and the lonely shadow accompanying it.
Everyone revealed expressions of attentiveness. Even Hu Fei Fei, who liked to talk the most, raised her head slightly, listening attentively.
The song was not sad, but it had a deep sense of loneliness. Life was lonely, and even children who didn't know much about the world were instinctively afraid of loneliness.
To many Heaven Ranked experts, they had tasted loneliness countless times. Only by enduring loneliness could one cultivate diligently and grasp great power.
Once the sound of the guqin came out, it naturally resonated with the crowd.
The long and drawn-out sound slowly changed from loneliness to lofty and open, as if it was flying in the sky, roaming to its heart's content. At this point, the song had already faintly gained some immortal elegance.
After a few clangs, the sound of the guqin turned sharply downwards, turning into some disappointment. At the end, there was a kind of indifferent and beautiful peace.
At this point, the sound of the guqin gradually became silent. This song did not have many ups and downs, but the true meaning was deep, and the spirit was in the guqin, causing people to resonate.
Although the crowd wasn't clear, they could understand the beauty of it. They couldn't help but secretly exclaim in admiration. As expected of a master musician that was rarely heard of in the human world.
Gao Zhengyang, who was standing far away, was also a little surprised. This group of pure musical versions of indecent songs really brought out the charm of Liu Qingge.
After not seeing her for a few days, Liu Qingge's zither skills had greatly improved, it was really amazing.
When the crowd thought that the song was over, Liu Qingge's jade-like fingers brushed lightly, and the sound of the guqin suddenly started again. But what surprised the crowd was that Liu Qingge seemed to be repeating the previous piece of the song.
Princess Yuzhen and the others who knew how to play frowned slightly. It was not that she could not repeat it, but it destroyed the exquisite mood of the song just now.
"When will the bright moon appear, holding a cup of wine and asking the clear sky …"
Liu Qingge suddenly opened her mouth and sang softly. Her voice was a little low, as if she was not in a good mood, and her singing was also a little casual. But the words and the mood of the song reflected each other, as if they were one.
It made people feel that this place should be like this, that it had to be like this.
"I wonder what year it is in the heavenly palace? I wish to ride the wind back, but I fear that the jade palace is too high and cold. Dancing with the clear shadow, how is it like in the mortal world? "
Liu Qingge's low voice was a little sad, and the words she chanted turned into white characters that danced like dragons and phoenixes, appearing in the air.
"Wonderful!" Seeing this, Shi Han could not help but exclaim in admiration. Liu Qingge played the guqin while chanting, and the two sounds it produced stimulated the resonance of vital qi, evolving into real words.
It was not difficult to use vital qi to evolve words, but Liu Qingge did not use any strength at all, and only used the resonance of the sound to activate it, it could be said to be wonderful.
There were a few ninth-level grandmasters present, and they all had a look of admiration on their faces. This move did not have any power, but the technique of using the sound had reached the peak, and they also knew that they could not do this.
"Turning to the vermillion pavilion, lowering the beautiful house, illuminating the sleepless night. There should be no hatred, how can things be perfect after parting? People have joys and sorrows, the moon waxes and wanes, this is a difficult thing since ancient times. May people live long, a thousand miles together. "
After Liu Qingge chanted the whole song in a low voice, her expression became even more gloomy. The sound of the guqin stopped here.
"An old friend is in trouble, and I do not know whether he is dead or alive. I can only send a wisp of my heart, and pray for his safety."
As Liu Qingge spoke, she stood up and bowed to Princess Yuzhen. "Your concubine is presumptuous, please forgive me, Your Highness."
Princess Yuzhen was also gloomy. Although Wukong's martial arts were not high, his literary talent was the best in both ancient and modern times. His poetry, wine, and elegance left a deep impression on people.
"Master Wukong's literary talent is peerless, and I have always admired him. Now that something has happened to him, it really makes one's heart ache. "
Princess Yuzhen said indifferently, "Master Liu is a sentimental person, there is no sin."
Liu Qingge bowed again, and floated away with the guqin.
At this time, everyone understood Liu Qingge's meaning. The song she played was to remember Wukong. As for whether others liked it or not, it had nothing to do with her.
Many people knew Liu Qingge's identity in the Demon Sect, and they also admired her courage and temperament.
There were also many people who were curious about Wukong's charm. From the looks of it, even Princess Yuzhen did not hide her admiration. And what happened to Wukong?
Liu Qingge's song made Monk Wukong, who was not present, the center of everyone's discussion.
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