bookrandom Chapter 109 Illusion Duel
Chapter 109 Illusion Duel
Chengde Hall.
Both sides of the wide hall were neatly filled with banquets. People from the four countries took their seats one after another. The place was bustling with people, chatting excitedly about the amazing performances that they would see in a moment.
King Xuan Yue and the Queen sat at the main seat, and below them, Xie Jinyan and Pu Ran's small tables were next to each other.
Bao Nu also sat down cross-legged, tilted his head and said something to the guard beside him, then made a gesture and the guard lowered his head and retreated.
He was in a good mood. He raised the glass and took a sip of the fragrant wine. When he looked up, he met Pu Ran's gaze. The eldest brother raised his glass, nodded and smiled at her.
As she nodded, the silver chain on her left ear swayed, making the crimson gem at the bottom look as bright as a cherry.
Tan Tan and Jing Shao sat together, the young man lowered his head and played with the rope in boredom.
Pride sat next to Xie Jinyan, while laziness and jealousy were not present.
Qing He, with her face covered by a veil, stood in the center. She stepped into the hall a step slower than Lust and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long again."
Qing He's eyes were very light, looking down upon lust, and she glanced at Pu Ran inconspicuously, saying, "Let's get started."
Suikong has been born, and he will also establish himself in the world in the future, so let them see who is more qualified to sit at the top.
Seeing that the duel was about to begin, all the officials excitedly clenched their fists and widened their eyes, but unexpectedly, a fragrance floated in the air from the door, and another person came walking on the wind.
The spotless hem of the dress was embroidered with large blooming lotus flowers in gold thread. Her long platinum hair was half tied up by a jade crown, and the rest was draped behind her. She wore a necklace with swaying golden tassels.
The man's expression was one of empty compassion, and the dot of cinnabar between his eyebrows made him look more like a Buddha.
Xie Jinyan introduced everyone with a smile: "This is the eminent monk Xuan Yue, Master Bodhi. It is the birthday of our father, so I would like to trouble you to pray for him."
Bodhi lowered his eyes and agreed.
Envoys from various countries have been hanging around the palace these days. Bodhi doesn't like to show up in public, so he sits quietly in the Buddhist temple and worships Buddha. He hasn't gone out, but today he was invited by Xie Jinyan.
The crowd was in an uproar and began to discuss this eminent monk again.
Qinghe, who had been standing calmly in the center, suddenly clenched his fingers and murderous intent gathered in his eyes when he saw Bodhi.
She recognized this man.
After much searching, the purple rune stone was finally snatched away by this evil monk.
At that time, Qinghe was wearing a veil with her face covered, so Bodhi did not recognize her.
It’s just a little strange, where does the murderous intent come from?
When he went to look for it, it had disappeared without a trace.
As Bodhi sat down, everyone was present. Xie Jinyan said, "You two, please begin."
As soon as he finished speaking, the flat ground began to rise and fall like wheat waves blown by the wind, and everyone was dumbfounded.
what happened?
Can illusion be so real?
Their bodies were shaking continuously.
Lust laughed, and the shaking ground made a loud "crack" sound, like a mirror shattering.
"Wait, the ground collapsed!"
"Don't... don't make a fuss. It's just an illusion. It's all fake..."
The official's voice was trembling, and his arms were tightly holding the low table in front of him, like a drowning person grasping at the last straw in the ocean.
"boom--"
The earth roared and the sky spun. Many people's faces were pale and their teeth were chattering.
Everyone fell into the huge crack abyss, screams came one after another.
Qing He raised his lips: "You do have some skills."
She took off the green hairpin in her hair and threw it casually. The hairpin quickly transformed into a huge bamboo raft, which steadily caught the falling people.
"what--"
Everyone's heartbeats accelerated. They collapsed on the bamboo raft, supported themselves with their hands, and stared blankly at the green mountains on both sides and the crystal clear water of the Lijiang River. Their heads were frozen and they were unable to think.
The bamboo raft moved slowly forward, creating long and thin ripples on the water. The crisp sound of birds singing in the empty mountain valley soothed everyone's hearts little by little.
Xie Jinyan looked a little surprised. This was not an illusion at all; it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a magic trick.
"There was once a prosperous Tang Dynasty."
The girl's clear voice was heard, completely different from the illusion. Xie Jinyan turned his head to look at her a beat slower.
The bamboo raft broke, and there were screams again in the hall. Countless people fell into the cold river and struggled desperately but could not get ashore. When they were about to drown, Lust flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind made up of scorching peach blossoms swept up from the bottom of the river.
Everyone was lifted up by the wind, looking at the soft white clouds around them, and they didn't know how to pull their facial muscles to react.
Pu Ran said calmly: "There was once a prosperous Tang Dynasty, and there was a master of magic who was unrivaled in the world, named Luo Gongyuan."
"During the Kaiyuan period, on the night of August 15, Luo Gongyuan asked Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, 'Your Majesty, would you like to go to the moon and take a look?' Then he threw his cane into the air, and it turned into a silver bridge."
Xie Jinyan smiled and said, "Is that bridge the Milky Way?"
Pu Ran did not answer, but continued, "Luo Gongyuan invited Xuanzong to climb the bridge together. After walking for dozens of miles, they arrived at a large city gate. The bright light was dazzling and the cold air was overwhelming. This was the Guanghan Palace."
"Hundreds of fairies were dancing in the courtyard in white silk with wide sleeves. Emperor Xuanzong asked what the music was, and Luo Gongyuan replied, "The Colorful Skirt and Feathered Coat".
"Xuanzong secretly memorized the tune, and when the magic disappeared and he returned to the palace, he immediately found some palace music and composed the world-famous "Colorful Skirt and Feathered Coat" according to the tune he remembered."
After hearing this, Xie Jinyan was even more puzzled: "Can illusion really be done to this extent?"
The people riding the wind above the sky were desperately wiping their eyes. Among the white clouds, hundreds of women appeared, dancing gracefully with their sleeves waving.
Celestial music started playing, the lingering sound was lingering, the beauty was extremely lively, her every frown and smile made the group of people lose their minds, their faces were intoxicated, and they murmured that this scene should only exist in heaven.
Suddenly, my whole body was shocked.
Aren’t they in heaven?
Lust heard Pu Ran's words clearly, and created this illusion in his mind.
Qinghe frowned slightly, and had to admit that the man in front of her was much more flexible and easier in creating illusions than she was.
Lust can achieve rapid changes in scenes and ensure that the illusion is grand and huge, without any loopholes.
In contrast, Qinghe was unable to destroy the palace music and immediately brought everyone into a new scene.
She subconsciously glanced at Jing Shao who was flattering her. It seemed that he was drooling over the fairy, so how could he remember his own high priest?
Qinghe sneered, tapped her toes and spun around. The eyes of the people who were enjoying the dance suddenly lit up. It turned out to be a veiled fairy Chang'e descending from the sky.
The fairies dancing around disappeared, and another person landed on the floating pure white flowers.
He has a graceful and slender figure, a beautiful face that is androgynous, and is as seductive as a poisonous yet bewitching poppy flower.
Their lips curled in lust, flower petals flew all over the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged dozens of moves.
It was a real fight, no longer a simple contest of illusions, but more of a showdown of force.
Pu Ran suddenly straightened his back, with a sharp light in his eyes.
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Note: This section of "Nichang Yuyiqu" was written from the unofficial history and anecdotes of Luo Gongyuan. In fact, its composition is not so mysterious, but Luo Gongyuan is indeed an interesting person. According to legend, his mother was a flower demon.