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Nalan Mingzhu's singing is worthy of her reputation. It really penetrates into the soul. Guo Huang can only think of a famous singer in ancient China, that is Han E, because she was the "remaining sound lingering around the beam" and "radiating the beam" in later generations. "Three days" is an idiom allusion to describe the charm of beautiful singing and music.
Nalan Mingzhu definitely possesses this skill. This is no longer a skill, but involves the soul. Practicing singing, dancing, calligraphy, etc. to the extreme is not a skill, but a Tao. No one cares about what she sings. No matter what the song is, her singing can lead to peace of mind or excitement, emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy.
"My God, this power of faith has actually condensed into a musical instrument."
Guo Huang took a moment to observe the beliefs emanating from everyone, and found that they were not a messy mass, but turned into existences like musical notes. It was really unbelievable. The flames on Lan Xi's body burned even more intensely, and these symbols seemed to melt after flying in. Because the flames are more intense.
"It's a strange method to turn the power of faith into flames, but what on earth is she burning? It takes so much effort."
"Thank you all for attending the concert. Now I will sing the last song. This is a new song called "Jin Se". I believe that people who are proficient in poetry should know the meaning of this song."
"This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at the time."
The tyrant girl suddenly chanted. Guo Huang was stunned and continued:
"Yes, this is Li Shangyin's masterpiece."
"This song was composed when I accidentally dreamed of a tragic love affair. I had never been in love before, and I was also infected by the emotions in the dream, so I wrote this song under the name of Li Shangyin's most representative work "Jin Se" The song is based on some leftover parts of "Black Sunday", which may be a bit uncomfortable for everyone, but I really can't help but sing it because I think it is more touching than Butterfly Lovers. Butterfly Butterfly's final transformation into a butterfly is a comedy. This The song is about the tragic love that turns from love to hatred."
Nalan Mingzhu on the stage spoke slowly, and everyone was engrossed in anticipation. Soon, a cry was heard, and Nalan Mingzhu was wailing. The voice was so sad, and suddenly everyone's heart was in twitching, and all the people were in tears. Everyone was immersed in sorrow. For a while, old and young were sad and looked at each other in tears.
Guo Huang only felt a loud bang in his brain. With the help of the sadness caused by this song, he opened up something like the memory of his previous life. It was as if he was reliving the dream of Huang and the Ninth Child's tragic love. He saw the missing person. Night scene.
In the dark cell, Huang was tied tightly, with traces of whipping all over his body. He was tied to the shackles on the wall, and the light of the torch shone brightly.
"Huang, you are the best warrior in this village. Not to mention our village, even in the land of Daxia outside, a natural hero like you is enough to attract countless beautiful people. Why do you want to blaspheme the gods and kidnap the innocent? ?¡±
Huang lowered his head and said nothing, letting the mysterious man in black robe say something. The man in black robe continued:
"The poison you were poisoned has been cured. This little skin injury is nothing to you. Why don't you say anything?"
"I don't want to say anything."
"It seems that you are really stubborn. Do you know how much damage your actions will bring to this peaceful village that has existed for hundreds of years? The wrath of Queen Houtu can burn this place to the ground."
"Yes, it's all for the village. Eight girls have been sacrificed for hundreds of years to get the so-called shelter. How great our village is. It will always be huddled in this kind of valley. This village has become rotten, from the heart to the soul. They all stink.¡±
"Is it rotten? It is true that hundreds of years are too long for human beings, enough to make many things rotten. Just like the Great Xia Dynasty outside, the bloodline of Dayu, the great hero of flood control, was also rotten. When Jie was in power, this great Summer is almost over."
The man in black robe said thoughtfully, Huang raised his head and looked at him and said:
"Who are you? Since you came to the village three years ago, I have felt that the villagers have become crazy. Although they were corrupt in the past, they were also simple, but now they have completely deteriorated."
"Me? I'm just an ordinary Daxia person."
"Do you think I will believe it?"
"Hahaha, it doesn't matter whether some things are true or false. I know a lot of things that you don't know. Huang, you know that? Your hatred of Empress Houtu is simply wrong."
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"Do you think it was the innocent children who sacrificed themselves in the past to obtain God's protection? You are wrong. The innocent children are actually land walkers who were transformed into human beings by the will of Hou Tu. You canSaid to be her daughters, letting them come into the world is just a matter of breaking through the boundaries between spiritual illusion and material reality. "
"I do not understand what you say."
"Tsk, tsk, what you think is your mind, your body is matter, and your soul is a kind of energy, like fire and sunlight. The soul fuses your mind and body. Originally, ordinary people have physical bodies and souls first. , and then have conscious memory, but the innocent first has a conscious mind, and then obtains matter and soul with the help of the human body."
"What do you want to clarify?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. I can only tell you that innocents are different from mortals. When the time comes, they will return to heaven and become new gods."
"Where is the heaven? In the sky or on the sun?"
"In the human heart."
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"The reason why innocent people live in isolation from the world is because they cannot have all kinds of worldly human emotions, joys, anger, sorrows and joys. These things are as heavy as mountains to the human soul, making it impossible for people to achieve great liberation and great ascension. Being buried by villagers is not death in the human sense; they have no concept of life and death."
"You mean, I fell in love with the Ninth Child, but it actually harmed her?"
"Of course, the stronger the emotion, the more the soul is oppressed. Gods are destined to live in the sky just like birds. If you let a bird live on land, do you know what will happen? That is, the bird will become a poultry. Destined to be food for mankind.¡±
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"Speaking of which, you still don't know. Bao Jie had a dream for some reason three years ago. He dreamed that he captured a flying goddess. As long as he soaked it in her blood, he could obtain immortality and possess it by stepping on the earth. With endless energy, he sent many strange people to search for this woman, and I was one of them."
"What!!"
Huang was finally shocked. When he was out selling animal skins, he did vaguely hear this rumor, but he didn't expect it to be true, let alone the Ninth Pure One! Although the existence has been relatively hidden from the world, it is still the land of Daxia and the people of this tyrant!
"If Chizi hadn't eloped with you and stayed in the mountain, she would have been protected by the gods. Even if Bao Jie was the king of humans, he wouldn't be able to do anything to her. But in the end, you let her go down the mountain, losing your protection, and losing Feiyu when you have love. Facing that tyrant, I am just a prey that can give him hope of immortality."
"You, what do you want?"
"I was seriously injured when you and the girl went up to the mountain to be cured by Ninth Child. I am also a grateful person. It was me who drugged you and made your elopement fail. But after leaving this place, how could you escape that place? The claws of a tyrant? Can you imagine the horror of her being skinned and bled?"
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"So, for her sake, let her take back her wings, return to her own sky, and return to her heaven."
"Me, what should I do?"
Huang¡¯s mind was in a state of confusion, and the man in black robe said in a low voice:
"Love is the chain that binds her, just cut it off. As long as you destroy this undeserved love with your own hands, then she will be free. After destroying the body in the human world, the soul will sublime and return to the heaven. Become the immortal god.¡±
After a long silence in the dungeon, Huang finally said in a hoarse and sad voice:
"I see."
Tears flowed out uncontrollably. They were different from ordinary tears. They were bright red in color and they were tears of blood. (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com