When the people of Da Shizong left, Jiang Lingyue turned around as if nothing happened just now.
She smiled and clapped her hands, "This fairy palace is so beautiful.
No matter where it came from, I felt like a real fairyland.
Once, The world of immortals in my fantasy should be like this, not what it is now."
Several people were silent for a moment.
Jiang Lingyue took a deep breath, then opened her pear vortex, "Let's go" Originally looking at the palaces so close at hand, Jiang Lingyue and the others were allowed to fly for a moment before they actually stepped onto the steps in front of the Immortal Palace.
Standing on the white jade steps, the cloud-white and smooth hall reflects the crystal pearl light as clear as tears.
It is ethereal and illusory.
The beautiful scenery is like flowers separated by the clouds, making it difficult to tell which is the real scene and which is the reflection.
Walking on it, every step seems to become very light, and the breeze blows, and the lotus leaves in the ponds on both sides sway with the lotus flowers.
It is really beautiful.
Walking further up the long steps, you will reach the first hall of the entire Immortal Palace.
The palace leads directly to the main hall at the back.
You can see the mountains in the attic in the distance, like a fairy palace.
In the main hall, two long tables are placed on both sides, covered with gauze.
When the wind blows, you can see the dancing gauze like the most stunning beauties.
Amber wine, jasper glasses, gold-footed bottles, and emerald plates, the food is like a picture, the wine is like a spring, the guqin is dripping, and the bells are tinkling.
The main hall is surrounded by flowers like inverted bells, with white calyxes and a translucent sheen like bone china.
The tops of the petals are a circle of different shades of lavender, as if they were dyed and made from nature.
"If this is really a dream, then this dream is too real," Jiang Haoyue sighed with emotion.
Wang Binli, on the other hand, was staring straight at the wine bottle on the table, and his hand grabbed the wine bottle as if it was out of control.
Qi Tian and his party ignored him at all.
Instead, they had enough of seeing this place and walked directly towards the main hall in front.
Wang Binli was still two feet away from the wine bottle, but although Qi Tian and the others were just walking, they were not walking slowly.
Wang Binli was worried that he would be dropped by these people the moment he caught the wine bottle.
He bit him fiercely.
He clicked on the tip of his tongue, and then quickly walked towards Qi Tian and the others.
As soon as I got off the steps of the First Palace, I saw the various flowers and plants spreading on the white jade roadside.
There was actually a garden here, full of exotic flowers and plants, very bright and beautiful, like a place where I usually visit.
There are hundreds of flowers and trees, all tall and handsome.
At the beginning of summer, the wind blows and the flowers fall.
Thousands of flowers cover the ground on several floors.
Only the back garden looks like the first snowfall, which is very beautiful.
And the arrangement of the flowers and trees is not simple, it seems to vaguely form some kind of formation.
Further forward, there was an even larger palace.
There seemed to be people flashing in the palace.
Jiang Lingyue took two quick steps and even heard the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra.
You can only faintly see the bead curtain shaking, blocking the figure behind it, making it difficult to see clearly, and it is even more beautiful.
The crystal bead curtain is meandering and pouring.
Behind the curtain, someone is draped in gauze and playing the piano.
The sound of the piano flows between the rise and fall of the fingertips.
It may be empty or real, and it changes constantly, like a dripping spring in a deep stream.
It is clear, ethereal, exquisite and clear, and then the water gathers into a gurgling stream.
The gurgling strong current, with its tenacious vitality, passes through the mountains, reefs and dangerous shoals, and merges into the rolling river and sea.
Finally, it calms down, leaving only long overtones, like the occasional splash of a fish jumping across the water.
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Jiang Lingyue looked around the main hall and saw three women either playing the piano, dancing, or playing the flute.
All in all, they were as beautiful as a fairyland.
The woman playing the flute caressed the jade flute with her slender hands and her fair skin, reflecting the green jade flute.
She had black hair in a princess bun with a beaded flower hairpin with tassels hanging from it.
She was playing the flute.
When the time comes, the tassels are swaying.
The woman playing the piano has long, picturesque eyebrows and twinkling eyes.
There is a small mouth under the bridge of the small nose.
The lips are thin and the corners of the mouth are slightly curved upward, with a sad smile.
The whole face is delicate and beautiful, so refined, without the slightest trace of human fireworks.
She was wearing a white floral blouse and a white pleated skirt.
Sitting there, dignified, noble, quiet and elegant.
So pure, tender, like a budding hibiscus, spotless.
The dancer stands in the center, looking like a fairy from the dust, standing proudly, as if a fairy has descended to earth, making people dare not look at it.
Dressed in purple clothes fluttering in the wind, with long hair flowing down, the purple clothes are like flowers, and the long sword beats the snow.
It is indescribably beautiful, elegant, and noble.
At this time, the sound of the flute suddenly became louder, and the girl used her right foot as the axis.
Gently stretch your long sleeves, and your delicate body will rotate, faster and faster.
She suddenly flew up from the ground, waving her jade hands, dozens of blue silk ribbons fluttered out, and blue waves seemed to rise in the hall.
The girl flew up to the silk ribbons, her slender feet were light, and her clothes were fluttering. , just like the fairy Lingbo.
At this moment, there is a woman sitting next to the long table.
The woman's beauty exudes a sense of heroism and radiance.
She is really as beautiful as a spring plum blooming with snow, and her spirit is like an autumn husk covered with frost, and her cheeks are melting. , Xia Yingcheng Pond, his eyes are crystal clear, the moon shines on the cold river, he has a dagger on his waist, long shoulders hanging down, a goose yellow shirt, a gold embroidered cap on his head, a long emerald green feather stuck on the edge of the cap, wearing leather shoes and a green horse, as graceful as a green horse. painting.
Just when Jiang Lingyue felt thrilling at the beauty in front of her, just when everyone felt that the beauty had reached its peak, a melodious song sounded.
The song is charming with a bit of demon, soft with a bit of charm.
At first it sounds like the oriole coming out of the valley, the kite singing and the phoenix singing.
It is clear and loud but gentle and soft; when it is heard again, it sounds like the gurgling water.
The wind blows in the willows, and the low back is soft and charming; if you listen carefully, you can feel that the sky is vast, the clouds are relaxed, the sea is calm, and the waves are calm, which makes people open-minded and want to stop.
When Jiang Lingyue, Jiang Haoyue and Wang Binli were attracted by the singing and dancing, no one noticed that Qi Tian's expression had changed.
When Qi Tian entered the door, he noticed that these four people looked familiar, but after thinking about it for a moment, beautiful people always have similarities.
If this was someone else's dream, he would not have seen these four people. personal It wasn't until the singing woman appeared and a total of five people appeared that Qi Cai was shocked to discover that these people were the five people he had met during the Qingshan Trial of the Dragon Subduing Sage.
They are five identical people.
However, during the Qingshan Trial, although those five people were also agile, they did not have the vigorous vitality and immortal energy of the five people at the moment.
Qi Tian thought that this must not be a coincidence.
At a certain period, these five women must have their own stories.
In other words, behind these five women, there is a backer that makes everyone fear.
Qi Tian looked at the continuous palaces and the women drinking alone, and suddenly his eyes were fixed on a pattern in the corner of the table.
It was a mask pattern that looked like crying and laughing.
Qitian was shocked, "Destroy the Immortal Emperor":