Bauhinia’s Decree Chapter 1277: A promise

Nan Feng and others came in the afternoon, and the lantern festival only started at night, so they just drank tea and chatted.

The guests of the Changle Immortal King also came one after another, and her high-level officials also came to Changle Palace one after another.

The servants also put the fine wine and fruit on the table.

Nan Feng has always been very quiet. When someone drinks with him, he will raise his glass. The immortals under Changle Immortal King are familiar with Nan Feng. After toasting the Immortal King, they will drink with him. This shows , Nan Feng's popularity is still good.

As night fell, the Lantern Festival officially started. The ice lanterns, revolving lanterns, and craft flowers were all lit up. It was really beautiful under the night.

Everyone also left their seats and started admiring the lanterns.

Looking at the various lanterns, Nan Feng's mood began to drift again, and he felt a little sad. Two hundred years had passed, and his parents in his previous life were no longer there.

Sad! Nan Feng felt a little sad for no reason, and his eyes became a little sour.

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Taking out the materials, Nan Feng made a Kongming Lantern, and then let it fly. Not only did the Kongming Lantern take off, but also thoughts and guilt, mixed with his heartache.

Maybe some people can't notice Nan Feng, but those who are interested can see it, such as Changle Immortal King and Zilin Immortal King.

"Nan Feng, don't be sad easily, it will hurt your blood and hurt your spirit." Immortal King Chang Le said to Nan Feng.

"Thank you!" Nan Feng turned his head and wiped the corner of his eyes.

"Nan Feng, is your lamp ingenious?" Lan Xingyue said.

"Kongming lanterns are used to pray for blessings! But if people are gone, praying for blessings is useless, we still have to cherish the present moment." Nan Feng said.

People gone? Nan Feng's words came out of his mouth, and many people understood where Nan Feng's depression came from.

Su Xuehan was a little puzzled, everyone Nan Feng cared about was there, and no one fell down, so how could there be no one.

It's not that no one knows what's going on in Nan Feng's mind, the King of Quicksand knows the reason for Nan Feng's sadness.

"Sorry, I'm here to teach you how to make Kongming lanterns. You can pray for the people you care about, just in case it works!" Nan Feng realized that it was inappropriate to be depressed, so he changed the topic.

Everyone was very interested, so they followed Nan Feng to make Kongming lanterns and let them fly.

After watching the lanterns, there will be a dinner party, which is also the theme of the lantern show. The palace ladies in Changle Palace are singing and dancing, which is very lively.

"Nan Feng, where is my gift?" Changle Immortal King looked at Nan Feng.

"My lord, no one else gave it to you, so why do you want it from me?" Nan Feng was a little confused. He thought that everyone was giving a gift, but it turned out that there was no such thing. Everyone just came to the banquet.

"It's none of your business whether others send it or not? I want yours." Chang Le Immortal King and Nan Feng didn't make any sense.

Nan Feng smiled, cleaned and wiped the table in front of him, took out the scroll, then looked at Changle Immortal King, and then swiped his pen.

Natural beauty is hard to give up, look back and smile Bai Meisheng!

After writing it, Nan Feng refined the scroll with the art of refining, and infused it with the profound meaning of the Prajna Heart Sutra.

"If I don't remind you, you don't know the signature, right?" Changle Immortal King was dissatisfied again because Nan Feng didn't write his name.

No way, Nan Feng can only write his name, but it's just a simple signature.

Afterwards, a court lady took the scroll written by Nan Feng to Immortal King Changle.

"It's so-so, you just wrote it casually, it doesn't count as hard work, it's not enough." Changle Immortal King said so-so, but his expression was really happy.

"My lord, Nan Feng has already put his heart into it." Nan Feng was very helpless, the Immortal King Changle obviously wanted to trick him.

"No, let's do a dance for everyone! It's fine if you don't know how to dance and sing." The real intention of Changle Immortal King came out, she just wanted to experience what Su Xuehan said about Nanfeng's melody attainments.

"My lord, I really can't do this. You make it so difficult for me. I'm going home." Nan Feng got up and said.

"It's disrespectful for you to leave the stage halfway. Others will make fun of it, and this seat will also be angry." Changle Immortal King said.

"Uh...then I'll play a song!" Nan Feng was very helpless, so he could only take out his guitar, and started playing and singing after trying the sound test. "Your tears are weak and wounded; the pale moon bends, hooking the past; the night is too long, it condenses into frost, who is in the cold despair in the attic... The north wind is chaotic and the night is still, your shadow cuts Incessantly, leaving me alone on the lake, in pairs!"

Quiet, only the sound of guitar and Nan Feng's singing in the night full of lights!

As the guitar sound fell silent, applause broke out.

Holding the guitar, Nan Feng bowed slightly in return and sat down.

"Okay!" Immortal King Changle looked at Nan Feng and spit out a word.

"Hehe! Those musicians in Zizhu Forest are still a bit inferior. Whether it's lyrics, music, or artistic conception, they can't compare with Nan Feng." Zilin Immortal King also spoke.

"My lord Immortal King, don't say that, Nan Feng is just singing for fun." Nan Feng said with a smile.

The sixth day of the lunar new year patted Nan Feng on the shoulder, "You are guarding yourself like a jade, otherwise how many people would you fascinate? Brother, if I were as powerful as you, I wouldn't be lonely for so many years. People compare with others, full of tears .”

The words on the sixth day made everyone laugh, which made Lan Xingyue embarrassed.

"Changle, if Nan Feng played this piece back then, he would not have appeared in Changle City! Nanfeng, it's not easy for me to come here, can you play another piece?" Immortal King Zilin He looked at Nan Feng.

The Zilin Immortal King spoke, but Nan Feng couldn't refuse.

"The blue sky is waiting for misty rain, and I am waiting for you; the smoke from the kitchen rises up, thousands of miles across the river; , and I was waiting for you; the moonlight was picked up, and the ending fainted..."

After the guitar sound fell, Nan Feng smiled, "No matter how difficult everyone is for me, I really want to go home."

"No one will do anything for you anymore, come, I will toast you." Immortal King Zilin raised his glass to Nan Feng.

"Thank you!" Nan Feng raised his glass in return.

"After listening to your music, I can't listen to it in vain. If you have difficulties in the future, go to Zizhu Forest and come to this seat to find me. As long as you play a piece, this seat will help you." Promise, this promise is insignificant.

"Obviously I can rely on melody to make a living, but I still worked **** the road of cultivation. However, Nan Feng thinks it's better not to ask for help. Nan Feng has remembered your lord's kindness." said with a smile.

Nan Feng's words brought contempt from many people, because Nan Feng was also outstanding in cultivation.

"Nan Feng, what kind of musical instrument is that, why don't you play the qin? There is a famous Guqin in this seat." Changle Immortal King looked at Nan Feng and asked.

"My lord, do you believe that Nan Feng can't play the piano?" Nan Feng felt a little helpless, besides the guitar, he also knows a little bit of the flute.