Ancient West Cha Desolate Song

Introduction to the work "Ancient·Xicha Desolate Song" The ancient snow was wrapped in evil spirits and fell for three thousand years, burying Xicha Valley into frozen soil. Li Yan was the grandson of the mountain guard. He was born with a broken heart and could not even sing the most rudimentary Xuan songs. The Xuan disciples from the same village called him "Xicha useless wood" and said that he was not worthy of touching the "forbidden gold ornaments with strings" in the ditch. Until the night of the winter solstice, the loud noise of the ancient tomb's collapse shattered the snow - when the ringing dynasty broke through the air, the ancestral copper plaque he clenched suddenly burned through the palm of his hand, and the Xuanjian beast soul was knocked out from his blood. He heard a song sunken under the frozen soil: "Xuan Ge rises, the formation's eyes open, and the soul returns to Xicha." It turns out that this ditch is not a tomb, but the tomb of the ancient mysterious master Mo Yuan, and the formation where the Xuan Ge coalition forces sealed the town and cracked the earth. The open-carved copper ornaments are array disks, engraved with the three soul totems of ox, eagle, and tiger; the ringing dynasty is a soul-inducing arrow that can summon the remaining soul of the Xuan Master; even the "gold ornaments" that are regarded as evil objects are the fragments of the Luang Ge general formula. The Holy Lady Lingshu came out on the snow holding a jade plate, saying that the Xuanjuan tribe was a thieves of rhyme; the Cangling Ginseng Baby hid behind the tree with the rhyme in its mouth, and timidly handed over the healing ginseng whiskers; and the evil sound of the Jige tribe had entangled itself in the ditch cliff - they wanted to break the Taotie seal, burn the Xuange inheritance, and let Huanggu drown in the evil spirit. Li Yan stuck the copper-handled iron sword in the snow and broke the cold wind with a wild song in his throat: "The soil in Xicha has buried Master Xuan's bones; my blood must continue their songs." This is a secret that has been buried for thousands of years. It is a wild song that he sings to the three realms with the tune of his soul.