Chapter 251

The melodious prelude to the city of the sky sounded slowly, followed by the peaceful atmosphere of quiet magic patterns.

When the beautiful and soothing music sounds, the eyebrows composed of Jingji's white fog will stretch slightly. As long as it's not the harsh sound of metal collision, leave this music box.

"The prelude is good." Jingji smiled and felt the peaceful and quiet atmosphere. The dirty force in her heart was pressed down at this moment.

Just as Jingji was about to enjoy the feast of music, water lines suddenly appeared in the space around her.

Jingji was shocked: "Wan sound illusion?"

With the water grain comes a long journey of playing with white clouds and chasing the end of the sky.

When Jingji saw this wonderful dreamland, she was affected by the aura of quiet magic patterns. With an inexplicable sense of peace of mind, she completely relaxed and started a dream game with clouds, the blue sky, birds, the vast land and the boundless grassland.

Music and fantasy, viewed separately, are at the top level. Music is a master's work, and fantasy is an flawless journey.

When the two are combined, they do not have the slightest sense of disobedience, but increase countless wonderful reactions, which makes people addicted and addicted.

Undoubtedly, this is a wonderful combination and perfect match.

Because in her mind, in the journey of music fantasy, there are no other thoughts, only pure and incomparable mood and unspeakable comfort.

In Jingji's long life journey, it is rare to feel such leisure and comfort for a moment.

Jingji fully enjoyed the quiet walk. She thought that clouds and blue sky were the limit, but at the end of the music, angel offered her a more sincere surprise.

That is a hidden dark cloud behind, need to experience thrilling adventure, in order to get rid of the fog and see the floating island.

Just at a glance, the huge and magnificent island was recognized by Jingji.

The primitive atmosphere of dense rain forest is harmoniously integrated with reinforced concrete urban buildings.

But it's a pity for Jingji that time seems to solidify the island. Every building on the floating island is covered with thick moss. Only relying on the mottled traces, we can see how prosperous the city of the sky was.

However, this regret, combined with the music of the city of the sky, seems to be a kind of narration.

This kind of narration relying on music has turned into a heavy trace of history in front of us. It seems that an outsider, with his music, murmured in Jingji's ear about the past of this floating island.

In Jing Ji's eyes, with a gentle whisper, it seems that you can see that buildings on the island rose up countless years ago, people sang and laughed around the campfire, shy and beautiful girls and optimistic and handsome boys holding hands for the first time at this moment

This is an island where even a notch, a stone tablet and a mound of earth can make people fantasize about sending out people's stories.

Jingji only felt that her eyes were slightly sour. It was an emotion she had never experienced, but she was hooked out by this lonely island.

With the end of the music, clouds and fog covered this touching island again. It seems that music is the password to open it, and when the music ends, it will be solidified by time again.

Water lines reappear, and the illusion slowly disappears.

But Jingji hasn't moved for a long time. It seems that she can still see the island behind time.

I don't know how long it took, Jingji breathed a long sigh of relief.

"It's wonderful. It's clearly an uninhabited island of ruins. In the mirror world, there are more beautiful floating islands and more brilliant buildings, but only this island reminds me of my long silent mood." Jingji sighed in a low voice.

Angel didn't know what story Jingji had in mind when she saw the island, but he could understand the emotion.

"Perhaps this is the power of music." Angel whispered.

Jingji smiled faintly: "this is not only the power of music, but also what the author of this music wants to tell."

The author of music? Angel was stunned. He really didn't notice who the original author of the music was. But what Jingji said was also touched by angel, because the dreamland he created was a picture of listening to music emerging in a dream, and the city of the sky was the medium of the dream. The composer created the music, and the music woven the dream.

"What's the name of the music?" Jingji asked curiously.

"City of the sky." Angel said.

"What a fantastic name." Jingji sipped her tea and said to angel, "this gift is the best gift I have received in the past millennium. I didn't expect you to surprise me so much."

Angel smiled: "compared with adults saving my life, this gift will only seem insignificant."

Jingji chuckled, "it's really insignificant compared to your life."

Jingji's words stunned angel. Although what he just said is true, it is actually more self modesty... Sure enough, mentor Jon taught him "modesty", which doesn't work in the wizard world.

"So, if you want to make up for my help to you, you have to give me another surprise." Jingji's half true and half false way.

"Another surprise?" Although angel's eyes were strange, his expression did not hesitate: "no problem, it's my honor."

When Angel promised Jingji, his mind immediately turned. What surprise should he send to Jingji? Why don't you change the music?

Angel agreed without hesitation and asked Jingji to look at angel Young, but very good!

In fact, when she saved angel, she never wanted angel to repay her kindness, and she didn't take it to heart at all.

But she was very satisfied with the gift from angel, which let her see the light of angel. Especially when he thought that angel's illusory attainments were so good and he could enchant and refine gold, he couldn't help a little blackmail.

"As for what surprise I want, I'll tell you later. Now let's talk about something else. I have a few questions about this music box. Can you answer them for me?"

Angel nodded, "no problem."

"Does this music box have a name?" Jingji picked up the music box called a work of art and asked angel.

Angel: I didn't choose a name. Adults might as well choose a name for it

Jingji was silent for a moment: "let's call it 'the journey of the sky'. Roam the sky and accompany with music. I like this journey very much."

Angel nodded noncommittally.

"The quiet magic pattern, the city of the sky and the Wanyin illusion. The three are very harmonious. The quiet magic pattern creates a state of mind, the city of the sky soothes the spirit, and the Wanyin illusion leads the mind to walk. Each element requires great attainments and control. You not only do it, but also combine them perfectly. What an enviable talent." Jingji was very satisfied with her trip to the sky and didn't hesitate to praise her.

Even if this is only a very low-level alchemy work, for an ordinary person with a long life, the pursuit of truth is certainly a lifelong responsibility, but it will be more beautiful if there can be a glorious ornament in this long and lonely journey.

For Jingji, the journey to the sky is the glittering ornament, which is a spiritual enjoyment.

"Adults are satisfied." Angel smiled, took out the uneasy before the gift, and completely relaxed at this moment.

"The quiet magic pattern and the city of the sky are put aside for the time being. I'm curious about how you built this dreamland?" Jingji was most curious about the floating island, which brought her too much shock.

"I chose these places as the nodes, and then when the music sounded..." angel just began to explain the nodes of the illusion, he was interrupted by Jingji.

"What I asked is the strange feeling in the dreamland... The sense of reality. In fact, most magic wizards can do it. What I want to say is not only the sense of reality, but the feeling that can directly touch the heart and even evoke my emotions that have been silent for many years."

Jingji's description made Angel look confused. He built it according to dreams. What other feelings do you have?

Jingji saw angel's expression and understood that it was difficult to get an answer to this question, but Jingji couldn't help asking: "what were you thinking when you were building an illusion?"

The dreamland that catches people's mood makes Jingji care very much. The longer a wizard lives, the weaker his feelings. She has forgotten herself. How long has it been since she felt such emotion?

"What do I think? I saw the cloud changes at the beginning of the fairyland with my own eyes. I stayed on the cloud whale for a long time. When I had nothing to do, I liked to see the sky and clouds. According to the memory at that time, I constructed the first half of the fairyland." Angel said.

"What about the second half? The floating island and everything on the island." Jingji couldn't wait to ask. She was too curious about the island. Every trace on the island had deep meaning. She even felt that even a rotten leaf and a broken tree Pillar had a story.

"When I built this floating island, what came to mind was..." angel recalled for a moment.

"It's Naro city." In addition, there is everything in the nightmare world. When Angel depicts a ruins campfire on the island, he even thinks of a pair of sad characters in the nightmare world, a single lover named Augustine, and a beautiful girl named Margaret.

Of course, in addition to the nightmare boundary, when Angel built the floating island, he was still thinking about the metropolis in Earth's film and television works.

Whether it is the nightmare world or the global city, angel knows where to start, and can only say "Nara City" in general.

"Naro city? I seem to have heard the name." Jingji thought for a moment, "you mean the garden maze? The ruins?"

"Yes." Angel nodded.

Jingji's eyes flashed a light: "have you been to Nara City in the nightmare world?"

Angel suddenly looked up and looked at Jingji with surprised eyes.

Jingji saw angel's expression and understood that her speculation was right, so she smiled: "did Sanders take you?"

"How can adults know?"

Jingji smiled secretly: "because flora often comes to me for tea ~ the little red behind her is obtained from Nara City."

"No wonder the floating island you built has a feeling that time is frozen. Isn't this the characteristic of the nightmare world?" Jingji suddenly realized: "however, it's strange that you can show the characteristics of the nightmare world, and even replace more unknown emotions into the illusion. Maybe it's the characteristics of your illusion department. If the book is always here, you can ask him. Unfortunately, the old man doesn't go out of the cloud library at all."

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to investigate." Jingji waved her hand and swallowed the morning tea. Then she lowered her voice slightly and said to Angel mysteriously, "now let's talk about the surprise I want ~ ~"