Sword of the Nine Heavens, the Fall of the Gods

At this time, Princess Lanling, who was beside Yang Yong, noticed her brother's embarrassment and hurriedly whispered:

"Brother, judging from the young man's attire, he seems to be from a foreign land. It is not surprising that he does not understand the laws and etiquette of the Celestial Empire."

"Brother, don't let this little thing affect your mood. Just continue watching their performance."

Yang Yong let out a breath, nodded, and did not pursue Chengfeng's rude behavior.

He was more curious and appreciative of this person who brought a new experience and musical style, and he didn't take Chengfeng's rudeness too seriously.

Yang Yong turned around and waved to a eunuch beside him.

"Go, take this cup of wine to the man beating the drum, and tell him that it is a reward from this prince."

The eunuch replied "yes" and immediately stepped forward, holding a glass of mellow and fragrant wine in both hands and walked towards Chengfeng.

In the hall, everyone's eyes were once again focused on Chengfeng.

Before, everyone saw clearly Chengfeng's rude behavior.

Most people feel worried and sorry for this confident yet somewhat reckless young man.

Unexpectedly, not only was his impolite behavior not punished, but he was even rewarded with imperial wine by the prince.

This bizarre scene before their eyes made everyone in the audience feel incredible.

Seeing the eunuch bringing over the wine, Chengfeng smiled slightly. Although he was not used to so many eyes staring at him, he took the wine glass calmly.

He raised the cup slightly, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. His every move showed his carefree and relaxed attitude.

It’s not so much that I’m pretending, but there is a little bit of it.

In Chengfeng's mind, the rules set by your royal family are your business and have nothing to do with me.

As a cultivator, I only kneel to heaven and earth, my parents and my master, and I can completely ignore power.

When Princess Lanling saw this scene, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly and a strange look flashed in her eyes.

At this time, the voice of Manager Zhao was heard from the stage.

"In the first round of musical instrument performances, the Hengda Song and Dance Troupe won, and the second round of song and dance competition officially began."

Facing Chengfeng's self-willed behavior, Situ Yifan saw the clues. He also knew in his heart that this mountain god would never kowtow to the royal family.

Actually, as a time traveler with memories, he didn't want to do this, but for the sake of the two thousand silver coins, he had no choice but to compromise.

The second round was about to begin, and Situ Yifan had to make changes.

He walked quickly to Chengfeng and gave a bitter smile, "Brother Chengfeng, you have done a great job in the first round, you can take a rest for the next two rounds."

As soon as Situ Yifan finished speaking, Chengfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, in that case, I'll just watch and cheer for you."

Chengfeng's voice was calm and confident. He patted Situ Yifan's shoulder gently, turned around and found an inconspicuous corner to sit down.

After the second round of competition, Hengda Song and Dance Troupe ignited the enthusiasm for modern dance with its adapted opening piece of "Kung Fu" and the "Axe Gang Dance".

After voting by five nobles in the main stand, the "Axe Gang Dance" received two votes, and the other three received one vote each. The "Hengda Song and Dance" troupe won again.

The third round was still singing and dancing, but the Hengda Song and Dance Troupe was challenged.

"Cloud Dress" and "Morning Dew" are still ancient performances by some graceful women, nothing special.

But a woman came on stage at the Fengyin Music Hall and attracted everyone's attention.

Chengfeng had sharp eyes and immediately recognized the woman who came on stage. She was the woman in red who suddenly appeared at the edge of the bamboo forest.

At this moment, she was holding a long sword in her hand and dancing gracefully on the stage with her agile and elegant figure.

The show she performed was called "Sword Dance".

The woman's red dress was as fiery as fire, the sword shone like water, and there was tenderness in her coldness, which intertwined with her warm red dress to form a breathtaking picture poem.

When the music started, it was her whisper to the wind; the tip of the sword lightly tapped, breaking the silence, like the first light of dawn, when all things came back to life.

Her figure was as light as a butterfly, dancing gracefully amid the sword light.

Every spin and every leap is the ultimate pursuit of beauty and an elegant interpretation of strength.

She used her sword as a pen and her dance as ink, leaving an indelible and brilliant mark in this prosperous world.

Finally, when the last gleam of sword light dissipated into the air, the woman in red sheathed her sword with a calm and elegant posture.

At this moment, there was complete silence on and off the stage, except for thunderous applause.

Chengfeng was secretly surprised. He had used a sword and studied kendo for many years, but he had never seen such a wonderful sword technique.

This sword technique fully interprets another charm of kendo.

It is an ultimate beauty, a feast for the eyes and the soul.

Standing in the crowd, Chengfeng traced every move of the woman in red in his mind, and ripples appeared in his heart.

At that moment, he seemed to have received an enlightenment and had a new understanding of "Silence★Fairy from the Sky".

Chengfeng slowly closed his eyes and let his mind immerse in this reflection.

Even though the world around her was still applauding and talking, admiring the breathtaking sword dance of the woman in red.

But Chengfeng seemed to be in another dimension, where there was no light, only endless darkness and silence that gently enveloped him.

In this dark place, all the noise and disturbance are isolated. The silence all around is heartbreaking, as if the whole world has stopped.

Here, there is only the sound of his breathing, echoing in the boundless silence, and his soul is completely immersed in this lonely tranquility.

At this time, Crown Prince Yang Yong looked at the woman in red with admiration, then turned to Princess Lanling and said, "Xiao Wu, what is the name of this woman in red?"

Princess Lanling frowned slightly and thought for a moment, "Brother, her name seems to be Gongsun Da Niang? Oh... No, it's Gongsun Tai Niang."

"Gongsun Tainiang?" Yang Yong couldn't help but smile. "This Gongsun Tainiang is truly a remarkable woman in the world. The beauty of her sword dance is probably unmatched."

Princess Lanling nodded slightly, with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"Brother, you are absolutely right. This woman's sword dance is truly breathtaking. It looks like she is the best candidate for this match."

Yang Yong shook his head. "Xiao Wu, we can't jump to conclusions at this moment. The Hengda Dance Troupe is always refreshing. They still have one last show. Let's draw conclusions after watching their performance!"

"That's what Big Brother said!"

Speaking of the Hengda Song and Dance Troupe, Princess Lanling's eyes unconsciously looked into the distance, her gaze fixed on Chengfeng who was in a state of ecstasy.

That figure, with a unique charm, stood quietly among the crowd, as if maintaining a subtle distance from this noisy world.

His existence is like a touch of ink inadvertently left in a carefully arranged painting.

Although inconspicuous, it is unique and fascinating.

Princess Lanling was staring in fascination when suddenly, her gaze seemed to be drawn by an invisible force and her eyes widened suddenly.

Normally, her eyes sparkled with a lively brilliance, but at this moment, they were completely filled with shock.