Chapter 533 Lotus Beauty, Xiaoxiang Storm
Chen Ziyu was holding a Luo umbrella and walking on the water, her skirt fluttering like flowing waves.
The setting sun shone on her snow-white skin, as if giving it a layer of golden glow. Her three thousand black hair cascaded like a waterfall, gently dancing in the north wind.
The entire Seoul Lake was shrouded in mist, with clouds and misty rain, which was a beautiful sight.
The Xuanming True Water in Li Daoxuan's heart began to beat, appearing unusually active. He could feel the water power of Chang'an surging, and Hancheng Lake seemed to have turned into Yunmeng Lake.
The two looked at each other, and their gazes collided through the mist.
It has been six years since Sister Yu cultivated her Lotus Dharmakaya and became the Goddess of Xiaoxiang. As she has a divine duty, she cannot leave easily , otherwise the eight states in the south of the Yangtze River will be hit by heavy rains, and there will be concerns about floods after a long time.
This is also the disadvantage of practicing with the help of Shintoism. If you wear the crown, you must bear its weight.
Therefore, whenever Li Daoxuan came out of seclusion, Chen Ziyu would come to Chang'an. Wherever he went, there would be wind and rain.
The north often suffers from drought, so this can be considered as a blessing for the land of the Tang Dynasty.
The two have feelings for each other, but can only meet once every six months. It feels like the difference between immortals and mortals, and the meeting of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl on the Chinese Valentine's Day .
But Li Daoxuan is not a cowherd, nor is he an ordinary person.
He took a step forward, and the mist on the Seoul Lake automatically dispersed. The drizzle avoided his body for three feet, and the lake water automatically lifted his feet like a lotus platform.
Chang'an is his home ground, and with the blessing of the Xuanming True Water, when it comes to controlling the power of water, I'm afraid even Sister Yu, the Goddess of Xiaoxiang, can't match him.
As the two approached, Chen Ziyu slowly raised her eyes.
She is the typical cold and classical beauty, with a kind of indifference from the bottom of her heart, indifference to the world, indifference to life and death.
Only when he looked at Li Daoxuan did his indifference fade away.
No matter whether he was the red-clothed ghost in the past or the God of Xiaoxiang today, the coldness in his bones has not changed but has become even stronger.
The water on Seoul Lake surged, and a white-haired old man appeared and bowed to Chen Ziyu.
"Little God Dai Tang, I greet the Imperial Master and Empress Xiaoxiang, and I respectfully await your arrival—"
Chen Ziyu's eyes were indifferent, her thin lips slightly opened, and she uttered a word.
"roll."
The rain came suddenly and the lake was in turmoil, forming a huge whirlpool with the lake god Dai Tang as its center. The power of water turned into an invisible dragon and swallowed Dai Tang.
The dignified God of Seoul Lake was actually drowned by the lake he controlled and fell to the bottom of the lake, as if he was sealed.
Xiaoxiang is the longest river in the eight states of Jiangnan, with a total length of nearly two thousand miles. It is the main tributary of the Yangtze River. In front of Chen Ziyu, the goddess of Xiaoxiang, the God of Lake Seoul really had no power to fight back.
How can the light of a firefly compete with the brightness of the bright moon?
It can only be said that Dai Tang's vision is a little poor. He was originally a ghost god in the Qingming Realm. He was promoted to the Hancheng Lake God by the Qingyi Lady. He wanted to curry favor with this saint of the Qingming Realm, but he didn't expect that the other party had no regard for human relations at all...
"Mrs. Xiaoxiang is so majestic. I, Li Daoxuan, am here to pay my respects."
Li Daoxuan stepped forward and joked.
Chen Ziyu was slightly stunned, and then a smile flashed in her eyes. She didn't say anything, but the rain around her was getting lighter and lighter.
"Hold an umbrella."
She skillfully handed the Luo umbrella in her hand to Li Daoxuan. This was her life-saving magic weapon, which was refined from the ninth-grade lotus that gave birth to her. She would never give it to anyone else except her master and Li Daoxuan.
Li Daoxuan held an umbrella for her and at the same time looked at Sister Yu, his eyes always staying on her face.
"What's wrong?"
She asked softly.
"Nothing, I just think you seem to have become more beautiful."
After not seeing each other for half a year, Sister Yu’s cultivation has become more and more advanced, and she has already reached the late stage of Yang Shen.
The lotus Dharma body is flawless and pure. In addition to her profound cultivation, she absorbs the power of water veins and the essence of the sun and the moon all year round. Her skin is as white as jade, and there is an indescribable unique charm between her eyebrows.
As bright as the moon, as pure as glass.
She is somewhat similar to Qingni, but less holy and more cold than Qingni.
I can only say that they are worthy of being master and disciple. Even if this pair of lotus beauties are placed in the Phoenix Pavilion of the Yaochi, there are few fairies who can compare with them.
The two walked side by side. Suddenly, Chen Ziyu frowned slightly, approached Li Daoxuan, and sniffed him lightly.
"What's wrong?"
Li Daoxuan smelled his sleeves and found no strange smell.
In order to see Sister Yu, he even bathed and burned incense in the Xuandu courtyard. Besides, the Green Lotus Robe can automatically clean up dirt, leaving the person spotless, so how could there be any odor?
Moreover, he has profound Taoism and has achieved extremely high levels of body refining skills. His body has long since returned to its original state and is free of all dirt. Even if he jumps into the mud, he will not be stained by the smell.
Chen Ziyu looked at him with a strange look and said, "Your clothes... smell like Master."
Boom!
Li Daoxuan felt as if struck by lightning. In broad daylight, he felt a chill on his back.
My clothes... smell like Qingni?
How is this possible!
Since their last separation, he and Qing Ni had only seen each other in the mirror for the past five years and had never had any real contact. Once, after he came out of seclusion, he went to the Qingming Realm specifically to see the Empress.
But his mother-in-law told him that the queen was in a critical stage of cultivation and would not see any visitors during her retreat.
He waited for nine days, but the empress did not come out, so he had to give up.
Chen Ziyu sniffed it again and said, "It is indeed the scent of Master, and it is very strong. Others may not be able to detect it, but Master and I practice the Lotus Dharmakaya together, so there is no way we can be wrong!"
After a pause, she looked at Li Daoxuan suspiciously, as if she was guessing something.
Li Daoxuan appeared calm on the surface, but he was extremely nervous inside. Fortunately, he had profound Taoist practice, and he silently recited the Heart Purification Mantra to keep his heartbeat and breathing steady, so Sister Yu did not notice.
Chen Ziyu seemed to have thought of something, her eyes flashed, and she looked at Li Daoxuan in disbelief.
Li Daoxuan's whole body was tense, and he clenched his hands in his sleeves.
It’s over, it’s really over now, Sister Yu has seen through it!
What would Sister Yu think if she knew that I also had an ambiguous relationship with her master?
Is there going to be a flood in Chang'an?
Given Sister Yu's personality, it's hard to say what she will do. Is it possible that King Li Hai is going to capsize today?
Chen Ziyu said with certainty: "So that's how it is. It seems that this dress was made for you by Master himself, and he also sewed his own lotus remains into it!"
Li Daoxuan was stunned for a moment.
Chen Ziyu thought he didn't understand, so she explained, "If you want to cultivate into a lotus Dharma body, you have to walk in a lotus. I was conceived by a ninth-grade golden lotus. After I was born, the remains of the golden lotus became my natal umbrella."
"Master was born from an eighth-grade blue lotus, but her lotus remains have never been used. I didn't expect that Master had sewed it into his clothes..."
She thought thoughtfully, "No wonder the last time I saw Master, she was reading a book on sewing and sewing. When she saw me, she closed the book."
"So the master wanted to give you a precious robe. She is so kind to us!"
Li Daoxuan stroked the Green Lotus Robe on his body, and a complicated feeling emerged in his heart.
No wonder the Falling Moon Immortal Robe, which was originally just a top-grade magic weapon, soared to become a top-grade spiritual treasure and turned into a snow-green color...
Qing Ni remained silent and pushed all the credit to her mother-in-law.
It is the most difficult to accept the favor of a beautiful woman.
Just as he was stunned, a soft and snow-white hand slipped into his hand.
"Li Daoxuan, I want to eat candied haws."
Her voice was very cold, but the words she said sounded like a child next door.
Li Daoxuan put away his thoughts. He held up the umbrella with one hand and held the slender white jade hand with the other. He smiled and said, "Okay, let's go to Chang'an for a stroll and buy some candied haws."
…
Mist and rain shroud Chang'an.
The people in the market town were still busy as always, with no intention of going home at all.
For northerners, this kind of drizzle sometimes makes them not even want to hold an umbrella. They even feel very refreshed when they are soaked by the rain and blown by the breeze.
Li Daoxuan and Chen Ziyu walked side by side on the streets of Chang'an.
Passersby ignored them and even walked right past them.
As a mortal, it is not appropriate for us to look directly at gods. With Chen Ziyu's level of cultivation, if he were to appear in the world, it would not be a good thing for these people.
Li Daoxuan took a candied haws and handed it to Sister Yu, then quietly left a few coins.
It was not until dusk that the two stopped.
The sound of opera singing came from the attic in the distance, melodious and graceful, attracting many people to cheer.
"Give me the water of Xiaoxiang, to moisten the fields south of the Yangtze River, to embrace the bright moon above the clouds, and to live in a fairy palace under the water..."
Is this... singing an opera?
No, it is not opera, because opera had not yet officially appeared in the Tang Dynasty, and it was in the formation stage. This should be a large-scale song, which is also the prototype of opera.
Li Daoxuan's eyes moved and he said with a smile: "Sister Yu, this song seems to be about you. Let's go and take a look together?"
Chen Ziyu also became interested. The two of them walked into the attic and found that there were already quite a few people sitting there. A young woman was singing on the stage, but strangely, she kept her back to the crowd.
The sound is clear and melodious, very pleasant to hear.
She was singing "Xiaoxiang Wind and Rain", a song written specifically for the Xiaoxiang Goddess Chen Ziyu. It was popular in the Jiangnan area and praised the goddess for her virtue of combing the water veins and controlling the wind and rain.
In recent years, Chen Ziyu's reputation in the eight states of Jiangnan has become increasingly famous, with more and more believers. Naturally, some people will write poems and compose music for him to sing his praises.
This song "Xiaoxiang Wind and Rain" is one of them. It is divided into four sections, and the woman has sung to the end of the third section.
After the third stanza, the woman on the stage still did not turn around.
This made the audience feel a little unhappy, and they started to clamor for her to turn around and sing.
The woman hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't resist the cheers from the audience and turned around.
In an instant, countless people gasped.
The graceful woman who played the role of the Goddess of Xiaoxiang had severe burns on her face, which could not be covered even with thick makeup. She looked extremely creepy.
"Bah, no wonder you didn't dare to turn around, you're actually an ugly freak!"
"Bad luck, really bad luck!"
"Is such a monster qualified to play the role of the Goddess of Xiaoxiang?"
There was an endless stream of shouting and cursing.
The woman on the stage had red eyes and clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh.
She was full of grievances, but still did not refute. Instead, she suppressed her emotions and prepared to continue singing the fourth section of "Xiaoxiang Wind and Rain".
But the people in the audience turned around and left one after another, and soon the venue was empty.
The woman stood there, her eyes dazed.
Li Daoxuan sighed softly, held Sister Yu's hand, and prepared to get up and leave.
But at this moment, a loud and clear opera voice rang out.
"The wind and rain are blowing, the world is silent, the Xiang River divides the land mercilessly, the thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all grace..."
Li Daoxuan sat down again. He saw that Sister Yu was staring at the woman on the stage very seriously.
Facing the empty stage, the woman adjusted her mood, suppressed her grievances, and continued to sing hard.
When the play begins, people from all directions come to listen. One direction represents humans, the third direction represents ghosts, and the fourth direction represents gods.
The master who taught her to sing Daqu once said that once you open your voice, you can't stop. Even if the visible people are gone, there may be invisible ghosts and gods listening.
The more she sang, the more devoted she became. Her voice became clearer and more melodious, and she was completely immersed in the music.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but at the moment the song ended, she seemed to hear the sound of applause, and two figures appeared in front of her eyes.
They were shrouded in a dazzling glow, and one could only vaguely make out that they were a man and a woman, with an ethereal and ethereal aura.
The man nodded and smiled at her, then took the hand of the woman beside him, opened the umbrella, walked into the rain, and gradually disappeared.
She shuddered violently and came to her senses, only to find that there was no one around, no man or woman.
Did I see it wrong?
She felt a little scared and quickly ran to remove her makeup, but when she glanced at the bronze mirror, she was stunned and her whole body was shaking with excitement.
The face in the bronze mirror was clean and beautiful. How could there be any trace of burns?
…
Outside Chang'an City.
Li Daoxuan looked at Chen Ziyu who was lost in thought and said with a smile: "Sister Yu, how about this play?"
“I don’t like people singing about me.”
Chen Ziyu shook her head and added: "But I also don't like others to laugh at my singing..."
Her mood was a little complicated. She had never felt a sense of belonging to the Xiaoxiang Water Vein. She performed her divine duties in order to use the power of the water veins and incense to practice, and then return to Li Daoxuan as soon as possible.
But today's scene moved her a little.
"So Sister Yu, you finally gave her a water power to help her restore her appearance. This can be considered a good story."
Li Daoxuan sighed and said, "Sister Yu, sometimes I think it was better when we were free in Qingyang County. I was not the national teacher, and you were not the water god. We went out to find monsters on the streets together, running around to make a little money..."
Chen Ziyu looked at him and said seriously: "If you feel tired, come back to Xiaoxiang with me. I will protect you as before."
Li Daoxuan stared at her in a daze.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Chen Ziyu came forward and said, with undisguised concern in her cold eyes like autumn water.
Li Daoxuan slowly opened his arms and held her in his arms.
The waist is as slender as a willow and the fragrance is intoxicating.
The three thousand strands of black hair are as smooth and delicate as silk.
Chen Ziyu did not resist. She leaned her head gently on Li Daoxuan's shoulder and put her hands around his waist.
Neither of them spoke and just hugged each other quietly for a while.
As night falls, the stars become silent.
Li Daoxuan knew that it was time for Sister Yu to leave, and she had to return to Xiaoxiang before dawn.
"I am going to retreat and try to become an immortal. My master said that once I become an immortal, I can try to control the water veins of the Yangtze River. By then, the world is so big that the river will flow wherever you go."
After a pause, she continued, "After I become an immortal, my lotus body will be mature. If you haven't become an immortal yet, I can help you..."
The cicadas are chirping softly.
She was not a talkative person, but she gave Li Daoxuan a lot of instructions.
The stars are dim.
Finally, Li Daoxuan stood alone outside the city of Chang'an, watching Chen Ziyu leave, and stood there for a long time.
The mist and rain in Chang'an dissipated.
