Sea of Origin, Golden Scallop Beach, Moon Sacred Lake Palace.
Music that purified the human soul, strands of tangible patterns melting into the void, connecting yin and yang, reaching across the river of time. It was like an ancient summons, a Zen chant from the future, turning into ripples that resonated with the melodies of the present world.
Qingyin Fairy was indeed formidable. The path she walked was unlike any other, with its own unique brilliance: she entered the Dao through music. Her ten fingers lightly caressed the qin and swept across the se, and melodious notes leaped up like blossoming waves and twinkling stars, flying into the sky and vanishing into the heavens.
For a time, the vastness of the universe, the boundlessness of deep space, and the grandeur and intangibility of the Great Dao were all displayed through that wondrous music.
Within the magnificent giant palace, all the superhumans entered stillness, listening to the Sound of Nature and sensing the invisible Dao charm descending upon them.
The two Qingyin Fairies were indistinguishable; no one could tell which was the incarnation. Both the qin and the se were products manifested by her. Their crystalline strings danced with her fingers and spirit, trembling softly without end.
Yin and Yang energies flowed between her two sides as one being, black and white light melding together. This too was an embodiment of the Dao dividing into two.
Everyone joined in. They were beneficiaries, but also contributors. Their spiritual resonance strengthened the music of the qin and se, drawing forth an even grander Great Dao.
Some even saw portions of the Great Dao's tangible traces slowly approaching, about to merge with them.
Different people saw different scenes.
Some saw themselves leaving home in their youth with swords on their backs, traveling afar. When