Creation Color Master

When the song ended, the strange scene in the courtyard disappeared instantly, and everything that had been seen before seemed like a dream.

Everyone was still immersed in it and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"A good song, playing it will bring about a strange vision, and the fairyland will descend to the human world."

Hearing this, everyone reacted and began to applaud.

At this time, a man wearing a black pine silk robe, turning the jade ring on his thumb, walked slowly in front of the twenty-four solar terms and said politely, "Miss, does this song have a name? I wonder if I can get it?"

Looking at the young man who was keeping a certain distance from her and whose eyes were deep and pure, Chunfen returned the greeting slightly and said softly: "Sir, there is no need to be like this. This is the "Dream of Fairyland" that I and my sisters created. There are still many shortcomings. Please give me some advice."

After saying that, he bowed slightly to everyone.

The sound of the Spring Equinox was mellow and melodious, like the sound of jade colliding, and instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

Chen Gong looked at everything in the courtyard and drank tea leisurely, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

Sun Anzheng, who was sitting in the center, looked at everyone's behavior and expressions, revealed a triumphant smile, and thought to himself: Good things have just begun.

Taking advantage of the spring equinox to attract everyone's attention, Sun Anzheng secretly poured a glass of strong liquor, then raised his glass and said enthusiastically: "Brother Wu Ling, come, come, thank you for coming to the literary banquet organized by my brother, I toast you a glass."

The man called Wu Ling was about forty years old, with a rather sturdy build. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the direction of the twenty-four solar terms.

Sun Anzheng gently touched Wu Ling and reminded him, "Brother Wu Ling, come on, it's such a beautiful day, why don't you have a drink?"

Wu Ling glared at Sun Anzheng with dissatisfaction, then grabbed the wine glass with a wave of his hand and drank the liquor in the glass.

Then he couldn't help but say, "Haha, good wine."

Sun Anzheng looked at Wu Ling, whose eyes never left the Twenty-Four Solar Terms. Although his face was full of smiles, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he continued to toast to other people at the table with a smile on his face.

As the sound of the Spring Equinox rang out, everyone looked at the young man standing in front of the twenty-four solar terms, wishing they could take his place.

As if he noticed everyone's gaze, the young man didn't care at all. He still maintained a polite image and said, "My name is Zhou Xuankai, from the Zhou family in Qinghe, Liufeng County. I am very happy to hear you play this song today. I wonder where I can go to hear you play again?"

The Zhou family of Qinghe became rich by relying on the oasis passed down from their ancestors. There is an exposed underground river with a constant supply of groundwater flowing through it. This is also the origin of the name of the Zhou family of Qinghe.

Chen Gong looked at Zhou Xuankai who was talking to Chunfen, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect to have an unexpected gain today.

Chunfenyan glanced at Chen Gong without leaving any trace, and then said softly: "If you have time, you can come to Hongchen Theater in Yong'an Town in the middle of each month. We will perform on stage every half month."

Zhou Xuankai said seriously: "Miss, I haven't asked for your name yet. I wonder if you can play another song. I am willing to pay a hundred gold coins to ask for another song."

When everyone heard this, they immediately became excited and started to cheer: "Yes, one more song, one more song."

The crowd suddenly became excited.

Chunfen could only hold back her hands helplessly and said softly, "Thank you all for your appreciation. My sisters and I will once again perform our poor performances."

"Then, my sisters and I will present a new song for you, the title of which is "Drunk for Thousands of Years", to entertain you adults."

The sound of music slowly began to sound. Although no vision appeared this time, the beautiful and melodious music still made people intoxicated.

While everyone was listening to the music, they were also competing to toast each other, and the banquet was filled with the accompaniment of toasts.

With the music playing to liven up the atmosphere, everyone had already drunk a few glasses of wine without realizing it.

No one noticed that a young man wearing a black brocade robe with a silver bird pattern was sitting on a chair at the side.

Qin Wuxia just sat there, his extraordinary temperament was out of tune with the surrounding environment. If you look closely, you will find that the wine glass in front of the young man has not been moved from beginning to end.

Qin Wuxia watched the twenty-four solar terms being performed on the field, and secretly thought: "What an amazing talent for music. Just playing it simply, without the slightest spiritual fluctuation, it can disturb people's minds and control their emotions. It is truly a magical ability."

"If I hadn't been wearing the Soul-Calming Ring to prevent any interference to my mind, I would have been immersed in it without even realizing it. Just now they said they were from the Red Dust Theater in Yong'an Town. I wonder if we could go see what kind of force they are?"

Just as Qin Wuxia was looking at the people around him who were immersed in the music, he suddenly found four people in the corner talking and laughing in a low voice, and they seemed not to be affected by the music.

This made him very curious. Judging from the attire of these people, they probably didn't have any spiritual weapons or means to protect their souls.

The next second after Qin Wuxia withdrew her gaze and turned her head, Chen Gong seemed to notice something and also looked towards Qin Wuxia.

At this time, Sun Anzheng placed another glass of wine in front of Wu Ling and said, "Come, come, brother Wu Ling, I'm toasting you."

Wu Ling's face was slightly red at this time, and he was obviously drunk.

But he didn't seem to notice anything and continued to drink the wine handed to him by people around him.

As the alcohol took over, Wu Ling looked at the twenty-four solar terms with an irrepressible desire in his eyes.

At this time, the song ended, and Chunfen led everyone to bow and leave.

Everyone watched the Twenty-Four Solar Terms leave. Although they were still reluctant to see them go, they just watched their backs as they left, and no one spoke to try to keep them.

Sun Anzheng knew that the time had come to test his acting skills. He was about to stand up and speak, but was interrupted by a strong figure.

"Stop, I'm not satisfied yet, who told you to leave?"

Everyone was startled by the sudden sound, and then turned to look in the direction of Wu Ling.

Sun Anzheng quickly tried to smooth things over, "Haha, Brother Wu Ling, you are drunk. Why are you still talking nonsense? Sit down quickly."

After that, he bowed to everyone again and said, "Excuse me, everyone present here, my brother Wu Ling is probably really drunk and talking nonsense. Please forgive me. I will have someone take him away to rest."

Before Sun Anzheng was paying attention, Wu Ling had already broken free from Sun Anzheng's hand and rushed directly towards the Twenty-Four Solar Terms.

"No, Wu Ling, don't mess around. This is a literary banquet and everyone is watching."

As he said that, he rushed out at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing this, Chu Mo on the side immediately gestured to the two people beside him.

Sun Anzheng naturally knew who was standing behind the Twenty-Four Solar Terms. At the same time, this person was specially invited for his own plan. If something went wrong here, his official position would be in jeopardy.

Therefore, Sun Anzheng directly unleashed his cultivation of the second level of consciousness and blocked Wu Ling at an extremely fast speed.

Wu Ling's mind was fuzzy at this moment and he had no idea what he was doing.

Seeing someone blocking his way, he immediately flew into a rage, and his cultivation of the second level of military awareness also erupted, and he thrust his pair of iron fists straight at Sun Anzheng's face.