bookcurios Chapter 215 Senior Sister’s Dance is So Beautiful
Chapter 215 Senior Sister’s Dance is So Beautiful
In the blink of an eye, the chill of early winter quietly arrived, and the pace of life at Lingshan College also underwent subtle changes.
The morning mist was lingering, and the morning exercises that used to be done at Yinshi were moved to Maoshi, which is between five and seven in the morning.
The early winter wind, though a bit chilly, was also fresh and pleasant. It gently blew across Lingshan Square, refreshing the spirits of the monks who were about to start their morning exercises.
In Lingshan Square, three long rows of people stood in an orderly manner, and everyone's face was filled with anticipation and longing for a new day.
Their eyes were all focused on the platform, where a highly anticipated sword dance demonstration was about to take place.
As a melodious and deep bell sounded over the square, everyone's minds were drawn to greater concentration by the sound of the bell.
At this time, a woman in a white Taoist robe slowly walked into the center of the platform. She was Xu Wan, the adopted daughter of Lingshan Sect Master Chen Xuan and the only female disciple under the tutelage of Jiuyang Zhenren.
Xu Wan's hair was cleverly tied into a bun with an exquisite hairpin and tied with a white headband that fluttered in the wind, making her look particularly heroic.
On the high platform, four thrones were placed side by side, like four small mountains, each carrying the majesty and style of a sect giant.
Chen Xuan, as the leader of Lingshan College, sat on the main seat.
He has a youthful face and white hair and beard, just like an immortal who walked out of an ancient book.
The long beard fluttered gently in the early winter breeze, adding a touch of immortal air.
He wore a dark blue robe embroidered with an exquisite picture of mountains and flowing water. The mountains were undulating and the water was gurgling, just like a moving landscape painting. When he wore it, he looked more antique and full of charm.
Sitting on the left of Chen Xuan was Shuang Yue, the leader of Wuji Sect. She was wearing an exquisite snow-white dress and a silver hair crown.
The whole person exudes a cold and inviolable temperament, like a winter plum blossom, blooming alone and standing proudly in the snow.
As a disciple of Lingshan, one is not allowed to wear makeup or any jewelry. However, as the leader of Wuji Sect, Shuangyue has long been able to dress freely and wear any jewelry.
On the right of Chen Xuan is the True Man Jiuyang, who is wearing a tall black hat.
The black tall hat has a unique design and is inlaid with a dazzling golden lotus crown. The petals of the golden lotus are distinct and shining with golden light, showing extraordinary luxury and elegance.
The tall hat was like a guardian, quietly guarding his shiny black hair.
His long black beard fluttered gently in the wind, like two nimble black dragons dancing in the air, adding a touch of immortal aura to him.
He wore a delicate and mysterious rosary around his neck, which was carefully strung with 108 lustrous and calm black beads. It hung naturally in front of his chest, exuding a faint sense of tranquility.
He was wearing a blue Taoist robe embroidered with lifelike crane patterns. They spread their wings as if ready to fly, as if they could soar into the sky at any time.
The true form of the Lingshan Sect Master is a crane, and blue, the color of a clear sky, is his favorite.
Therefore, True Man Jiuyang deliberately chose this blue Taoist robe to express his respect and loyalty to the Master of Lingshan Sect.
Compared to the dazzling and flamboyant bright yellow robe, the blue robe is more calm and restrained.
It seemed to be able to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, allowing Master Jiuyang to focus more on cultivation and enlightenment.
Against the backdrop of this blue Taoist robe, Master Jiuyang appears even more extraordinary and otherworldly.
Just like a real immortal, he stands between heaven and earth, overlooking the vicissitudes and changes of the world.
He held a whisk in his hand, looking relaxed and at ease, as if all worldly troubles had nothing to do with him.
Sitting next to True Man Jiuyang was Jun Yan, the leader of Tianyan Sect.
He was wearing a long robe with a white interior and a blue exterior, which was fastened tightly with an exquisite belt, making him look tall and agile.
Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail with a white headband, and she carried a long sword on her back, looking heroic, like a warrior about to go to war.
Xu Wan held a long sword and danced lightly. Her swordsmanship was both fierce and gentle, like a flowing scroll, slowly unfolding before everyone's eyes.
However, behind this seemingly perfect performance, Xu Wan hides an unspeakable pain in her heart.
She didn't want to be the lead dancer, but for various reasons, she had to take on this responsibility.
The figure of Yun Che emerged in her mind, the man who once said to her, "You can only dance for me."
Now, Yun Che has returned to the Azure Palace above the Nine Heavens from Lingshan Mountain. It has been more than two months. The warmth and sweetness that once existed can only turn into endless longing and memories.
Below, many monks on Lingshan Mountain were dancing with swords in their hands, their graceful figures flashing with sword light and magnificent momentum.
Mu Qing of Tianyan Sect stared at Xu Wan on the high platform. She was so graceful that she looked like a fairy descending to earth.
Mu Qing couldn't help but feel jealous. Why should the lead dancer position be given to Xu Wan?
After the morning exercises, all the disciples of Lingshan rose up on their swords with agile postures, like streaks of light streaking across the sky, and rushed towards their own sects.
Above the square, the monks were riding on flying swords with graceful figures. The scene of them flying on swords was spectacular, like a breathtaking fairy tale painting, which was breathtaking.
Mu Qing's figure flashed like a streak of light and instantly appeared on the platform.
On the high platform, Chen Xuan, Shuang Yue, Jiu Yang, Jun Yan and Xu Wan stood there with upright postures, like towering mountains.
Their eyes converged upon Mu Qing the moment he appeared, but their expressions were completely different.
Frost Moon still maintains that indifference and calmness, as if nothing in the world can shake her heart.
Jun Yan stepped forward, his eyes filled with concern and inquiry: "Mu Qing, do you have something to ask me?
If it is about Chu Feng, there is no need to mention it anymore.
We cannot interfere with his fate."
Mu Qing shook her head slightly, indicating that she had not come for this matter. She then saluted the four sect leaders in turn, her manner displaying humility and courtesy.
After she stood still, her eyes fell on Xu Wan, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Senior Sister's dance is so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated."
Hearing this, Xu Wan's face blossomed into a faint smile, like a flower blooming in spring.
She asked playfully, "Mu Qing, are you just here to compliment me on my dancing?"
However, she changed the subject, her tone showing some seriousness and thought: "Or are you still obsessed with joining the Dao Sect?
In fact, although Taoist life is full of practice and tempering, one also loses a lot of freedom.
I envy you for being able to fly freely in the forest of Tianyan Sect."
When Mu Qing heard this, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
Chen Xuan looked at Mu Qing quietly, stroking his long beard with his hand, a hint of depth in his eyes.
He thought to himself that although Mu Qing had the blood of the Phoenix and was gifted, he was too arrogant and would probably not easily obey Xiao Wan's position as the lead dancer.
He slowly walked to the table, gently picked up a bottle of precious spiritual liquid, and handed it to Mu Qing, his tone calm and firm: "Mu Qing, this bottle of spiritual liquid is given to you. Go back with Jun Yan and practice well."
Upon hearing this, Mu Qing immediately bowed and carefully held the exquisite jade bottle in both hands. He responded gratefully, "Mu Qing thanks the Sect Master for his kindness."
Then, Chen Xuan turned his gaze to Jun Yan.
Jun Yan immediately bowed and accepted the order, his voice firm: "Yes, Sect Master, Jun Yan will take Mu Qing back now."
After saying that, he drew out the long sword behind him and threw it lightly, and the long sword floated steadily in the air.
Jun Yan grabbed Mu Qing's arm, leaped up, stepped steadily onto the sword, and flew up on it.
Before Mu Qing could react, he and Jun Yan had already flown into the clouds.
She stood in front of Jun Yan in a daze, holding the jade bottle tightly in her hands, feeling the whistling wind, and felt very unhappy.