The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

Chapter 475

This song is my commemoration of an old friend. She once walked side by side with me on the road of rivers and lakes, and experienced wind and rain together, but we were not able to see the rainbow after the rain together. "

"Old friend?" Liu Piaoxue repeated softly, her heartstrings were gently plucked. Everyone has an unforgettable story in their hearts, either sweet or sad.

"Yes, her name is Yunshang. She is a woman who is as free as clouds and as gentle as clothes." Shen Muyun's eyes became soft, as if he had traveled through time and met the beauty in that memory. "Yunshang and I have similar interests. We both long for a world without fighting and full of peace. However, things are unpredictable. In the end, she sacrificed herself in a martial arts catastrophe in order to protect the innocent."

Hearing this, the three of them fell silent involuntarily, and a faint sadness filled the air. Shen Muyun continued, "'Jiang Hu Meng Yuan' is my remembrance of her, and also my persistence in our common ideals. I hope that everyone who hears this song can feel the desire for peace and the courage to not give up dreams even if the road ahead is bumpy."

"Senior, we will remember Senior Yunshang's deeds and inherit this ideal." Ren Xiaoyao nodded heavily, his eyes flashing with determination, "We believe that as long as there is light in our hearts, nothing can stop us from moving forward."

"Okay! With your words, I have no regrets." Shen Muyun's smile was filled with relief. He blew the flute again. This time, the melody had a sense of relaxation and hope, as if it was a blessing for their future.

The sound of the flute faded away, and the figures of the three young warriors disappeared into the depths of the night. In their hearts, they not only carried the fate of the martial arts world, but also the hopes and expectations of their predecessors. Shen Muyun sat quietly under the moonlight, his eyes reflecting the past and the future. The song "Jianghu Mengyuan" seemed to have turned into an invisible force, inspiring generations of martial arts children to move forward bravely for that common dream.

"Yunshang, look, they are walking on the path we once dreamed of. May the world of martial arts be safe, and may their path no longer have your regrets." Shen Muyun murmured in a low voice, and the sound of the flute echoed in the night sky for the last time, adding a warm and solemn touch to this unfinished martial arts legend.

The night breeze was blowing gently, bringing a bit of coolness, but also mixed with the hope of new life. Li Xiaoyun, Liu Piaoxue, and Ren Xiaoyao walked side by side on the path on the way back. The surrounding scenery seemed particularly quiet and mysterious under the moonlight, but the hearts of the three people were surging and could not calm down for a long time.

"Senior Yunshang's deeds are admirable." Li Xiaoyun broke the silence, his voice choking with sobs, "It turns out that "Jiang Hu Meng Yuan" is not just a song, but also a feeling, a persistence for the future."

Liu Piaoxue nodded gently, the moonlight shining on her beautiful face, adding a bit of tenderness to her: "Yes, we should all have such persistence, not for anything else, just for those deceased heroes and the unchanging faith in our hearts."

"The seniors have incorporated such stories and emotions into the music, which makes us feel not only the beauty of the melody, but also the touch of the soul." Ren Xiaoyao clenched his fists, his eyes firm, "From today on, Jianghu Mengyuan has a deeper meaning for us."

As they walked, suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps approached from afar, breaking the tranquility of the night. A figure staggered over, dishevelled and terrified, and it was the town's waiter.

"Three young men, something bad has happened! Bandits have attacked the village, and the villagers are in dire straits!" The waiter was out of breath and extremely anxious.

Upon hearing the news, the three of them looked stern and exchanged glances. Needless to say, the sense of justice and mission in their hearts drove them to act immediately.

"Take us there quickly!" Li Xiaoyun said in a deep voice, his tone full of unquestionable determination.

So the four of them quickly turned back and rushed towards the village. In the fields under the night, only the running figures illuminated by the moonlight and the ambitions that were blown away by the wind but never faded were left.

When we arrived at the village, we saw flames rising to the sky, cries, fighting sounds intertwined, and chaos. The bandits were rampant and the villagers were fleeing helplessly.

"Separate and act, saving people is the most important thing!" Ren Xiaoyao made quick arrangements, and the three of them dispersed in an instant like three flashes of lightning, each fighting against the rampant bandits.

Li Xiaoyun's sword shines like a dragon, and each sword strike is accurate and fatal; Liu Piaoxue has a light figure, and her swordsmanship is like dancing, both beautiful and deadly; and Ren Xiaoyao uses both fists and feet, with infinite strength, and wherever he goes, the bandits are all terrified.

The battle was fierce and brutal, but with the heroic resistance of the three young men, the bandits were gradually defeated. Finally, when the bright moon was hanging high in the sky, the last arrogant shout was drowned out by the iron fist of justice.

The smoke cleared and the village returned to peace, but at the cost of many new wounds on the three young men. The villagers gathered around, tears of gratitude, and expressed endless gratitude.

"You are the real heroes and the protectors of all of us." The village chief burst into tears and handed over a jar of aged wine with trembling hands.

"We just did what we should do." Li Xiaoyun took the jar of wine, and the three of them smiled at each other. That was the tacit understanding and friendship that could only be possessed after experiencing life and death and fighting together.

In the grateful eyes of the villagers, they silently raised their glasses, facing the starry sky, silently reciting the name of Senior Yunshang and the teachings of Senior Shen Muyun. That night, they not only protected the peace of one side, but also took a solid step on their own dream of becoming a martial arts master.

"Cheers to a peaceful world and to Senior Yunshang's ideals!" Along with the crisp sound of clinking glasses, the three young heroes' eyes flickered with an unwavering light, as if no matter how far and difficult the road ahead was, they would walk hand in hand until their dreams came true.

As the night deepened and the moonlight was bright, the peace of the village was restored under the protection of the three young heroes. After they had dealt with everything, arranged for the villagers to settle down and ensured that there would be no more harassment from bandits, they decided to rest temporarily in the village.

In an open area near the village, the three of them sat around a campfire, the firelight reflecting their young faces, which made them look particularly resolute. Although they were injured, their eyes were shining with infinite vision and hope for the future.

"Today's battle made me understand more clearly that the path of a warrior is not only to practice martial arts, but more importantly to care about the world and protect the people." Li Xiaoyun stroked the scabbard gently, feeling full of emotion.

Liu Piaoxue smiled softly and said, "Indeed, I used to dream of traveling the world with my sword, and seeing the prosperity of the world. Now I understand that being able to use one's own strength to protect others is the real martial arts world."

Ren Xiaoyao patted his chest and said proudly: "Yes, we are part of the Jianghu. The dream of the Jianghu is far away, but our hearts are not far away. As long as we have love and responsibility in our hearts, we can make this Jianghu a better place."

At this time, a melodious flute sound floated in the wind. It was Senior Shen Muyun playing "Jiang Hu Meng Yuan" alone not far away. There was a little more relief and praise in the music, as if telling them that their actions had been conveyed to the hearts of the seniors, which was the best affirmation for them.

The three of them listened quietly, with warmth flowing in their hearts. When the music ended, Shen Muyun slowly walked towards them with a gentle smile on his face.

"You have done a great job. If Yun Shang could see this, she would be proud." Shen Muyun's words were full of praise. "Remember, the true path of a warrior lies not in peerless martial arts, but in the consistent chivalrous heart."

Li Xiaoyun, Liu Piaoxue, and Ren Xiaoyao all stood up and saluted respectfully: "Senior's teachings, I will remember them in my heart."

Shen Muyun raised his hand to stop them, a sly look flashing in his eyes: "However, tonight's battle also exposed some of your shortcomings. Tomorrow morning, I will teach you a set of coordinated formations so that you can be more at ease when facing strong enemies."

When the three heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up with surprise and they hurriedly thanked him.

The night grew deeper, the starry sky was shining brightly, and around the campfire, Shen Muyun began to explain the secrets of the formation, while Li Xiaoyun, Liu Piaoxue, and Ren Xiaoyao listened with fascination, and their hearts were filled with more expectations and confidence for their future journey in the martial arts world.

The story ends here, but their journey has just begun. On this long and unknown road, they will encounter more challenges, and will also gain more friendships and growth. And the melody of "Jiang Hu Meng Yuan" will accompany them until they reach the other side of their dreams.

"Now, I will teach you the last level of the secret of the formation. This is about how to use the changes in light and shadow in the formation to launch a counterattack and win with one blow in a critical moment." Shen Muyun's tone was solemn. He knew that this part was the most critical and the one that would test their understanding of the essence of the formation the most.

As Shen Muyun continued to explain, a strange light condensed in his palm. He waved it gently, and the light seemed to be given life, turning into a stream of light and merging into the running "Yunyin Liuguang Formation". In an instant, light and shadow intertwined in the formation, illusions arose, and even the air seemed to become distorted.

"Concentrate your mind and feel every breath and every pulse of the formation." Shen Muyun's voice seemed to come from all directions, guiding the three people. Li Xiaoyun, Liu Piaoxue, and Ren Xiaoyao closed their eyes and concentrated their minds. Their breathing gradually synchronized with the formation, and an unprecedented power surged in their bodies.

Suddenly, phantoms split out from the formation one after another. Each phantom contained the essence of the three people's martial arts. It was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, and the power was amazing. Seeing this, Shen Muyun nodded approvingly, and then his figure flashed, turning into a residual image, and rushed directly into the phantom formation.

This time, his attack was more swift, but the three of them seemed to be able to handle it with ease. Whenever Shen Muyun's attack was about to break an illusion, the illusion would dissipate like a bubble, and at the same time, an attack from another angle was approaching Shen Muyun silently. This attack and defense was full of wisdom and strategy, and also reflected the three people's deep understanding and mastery of the "Yunyin Liuguang Formation".

"Good! Perfect!" Shen Muyun jumped out of the formation after a feint, his face flushed, obviously very satisfied with the performance of the three people, "You not only mastered the formation, but also used it flexibly in actual combat. This is the most valuable."

Li Xiaoyun, Liu Piaoxue and Ren Xiaoyao also withdrew from the battle one after another. Although they were sweating profusely, their faces were filled with a sense of accomplishment and joy.

"Senior, this is all thanks to your good teaching." Li Xiaoyun said gratefully.

Liu Piaoxue chuckled, with confidence flashing in her eyes: "We just turned your wisdom into our own strength."

Ren Xiaoyao patted his chest and laughed heartily: "After all, it's the result of our brothers and sisters working together!"

Shen Muyun looked at these three juniors with deep emotion in his heart. He knew very well that in the martial arts world, in addition to martial arts and wisdom, what was more important was the unswerving belief and the friendship of mutual trust.

"Yes, it is this unity and faith that will make you indestructible in the future storms." Shen Muyun said earnestly, "Now, you are ready to face the real challenge. Remember, no matter when and where, you must maintain this original intention, so that you can move forward steadily."

As the sun sets, the figures of the four people are stretched out. They stand side by side, and their backs project not only the tenacity of warriors, but also the infinite longing and expectation for the future. In this world full of unknowns, they are writing their own glorious chapters.

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps interrupted the moment of tranquility. A disciple came running over in a panic, his breath still unsteady, obviously having experienced a long journey.

"Master... Master, something bad has happened! At the foot of Qingming Peak, the people from the Xueyi Tower suddenly launched an attack. Many of our fellow disciples are trapped. The situation is critical!" The disciple's words were like a bolt from the blue, making the originally relaxed atmosphere instantly tense.

Shen Muyun's face darkened, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, "Blood Robe Tower, it's them again! It seems that they are determined to become the enemy of our Yunyin Sect."