339: Chapter 340 Flying Celestial Musician, Creating a God Out of Thin Air

Next, before she could fully immerse herself in the marvelous sensation of Carefree Wind Riding...

A third magnificent torrent of information crashed down!

This time, it was song! It was dance!

It was the dream of the Flying Apsaras, a Legacy passed down for a thousand years from the distant Dunhuang!

The essence of the Flying Apsaras music and dance, contained within eighty-one thousand scrolls of scriptures and paintings, was extracted, integrated, and sublimated by Lu Chen, and at this moment, it was poured entirely into their minds!

The bewitching celestial music was no mundane tune; it was like the sounds of heaven, playing directly within the depths of their Soul.

The graceful dance steps were unlike any human dance; they were elegant and agile, as if innate, carved into their very marrow.

Every note, every drumbeat, every spin, every gaze...

Countless fragments of information exploded in their consciousness like brilliant stars, instantly recombining into a complete and harmonious movement.

Flying Apsaras song and dance!

Just then, a grand and peaceful voice, as if piercing through time and space, echoed throughout the Palm Buddha Kingdom: "The Buddha says: Let there be musical instruments!"

As soon as the words fell, light surged within the space of the Palm Buddha Kingdom.

Specks of golden radiance appeared out of thin air like fireflies, rapidly condensing, stretching, and transforming.

In the blink of an eye, instruments with ancient, elegant designs and shimmering colors hovered before this woman.

There was the Pipa, with smooth lines inlaid with precious pearls.

There was the Konghou, its strings crystalline like ice silk.

There was the transverse flute, emerald and translucent, faintly emitting the cry of a Phoenix.

There was the Jie drum, its skin-covered surface rising and falling as if alive.

There were also the Sheng, Xiao, Qin, Se, cymbals, bells...

Various celestial instruments, only seen in ancient legends and murals, were now realistically presented before them.

They radiated a soft halo, as if silently calling out.

The women's eyes were somewhat dazed, but their body's instincts were faster than their thoughts.

She reached out.

The moment her fingertips touched the instrument.

Hum—

It was as if something had been activated.

The Flying Apsaras musical movement that had flooded into her mind instantly resonated with the instrument in her hands.

No teaching or practice was needed.

Plucking the strings, her fingering was exquisite, and celestial music arose on its own.

Playing the wind instruments, her breath was long and melodious, and heavenly sounds flowed forth.

Striking the drums, the rhythm was precise and flawless, stirring the Soul.

One hundred and eight instruments, in one hundred and eight pairs of fair hands, played simultaneously!

Notes flowed, intertwined, and converged.

Initially, it might have been slightly stiff, but after just a breath or two, it reached perfect harmony!

The music was ethereal, holy, filled with compassion, yet brimming with joy.

It was as if the music of a banquet in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, or the background Sanskrit sounds during a Buddha's sermon.

It was enough to wash away all dust and purify every Soul.

At the same time, the clothing on her body also began to change.

The gorgeous sari, which originally represented a noble status in the mortal world, quietly dissipated as if scorched by an invisible flame.

Replacing it was a brand-new attire.

Light, colorful silks, like solidified rainbows, were draped over her body.

Elegant ribbons, moving without wind, wrapped around her arms, waist, and ankles like living things.

On the garments were embroidered auspicious patterns such as auspicious clouds, lotus flowers, and treasure flowers, shimmering with a faint glow.

Her hair was piled high, adorned with pearls and jade, and her face, set against the backdrop of celestial music and rosy light, appeared even more holy and beautiful.

Flying Apsaras attire!

In an instant, this woman from the mortal world completely transformed!

From a devout believer, she had turned into a true—Flying Apsaras Goddess!

Her eyes were filled with shock, joy, and an unprecedented sense of sacred mission.

No words were needed.

The music was her language.

The dance was her expression.

This Brahman woman, holding a Jie drum painted with a lotus flower, tapped it gently.

Dong!

It was like a signal.

She moved!

Her figure, riding on invisible wind and accompanied by the celestial music she played herself, danced gracefully within this strange Palm Buddha Kingdom space!

The Carefree Wind Riding technique allowed her movements to break free from the shackles of gravity, making them incredibly light and agile.

The Flying Apsaras dance steps were perfectly displayed on her, every movement filled with rhythm and beauty.

At times, she was like a startled swan spreading its wings, sweeping across the Void Realm.

At times, she was like a swimming Dragon playing in water, circling and turning.

At times, she was like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, ribbons flying.

At times, she was like a Bodhisattva lowering her brows, solemn and dignified.

The instrument in her hands did not stop because of the dance.

The music and dance perfectly fused, complementing each other.

She constantly changed instruments, dancing the corresponding dance.

The Pipa sounded like pearls falling on a jade plate, crisp and pleasant.

The Konghou rang out, like a Phoenix crying in the Nine Heavens, high-pitched and melodious.

The flute sound was faint and ethereal, like celestial music from beyond the clouds, cleansing the Soul.

The drum beats were rhythmic, like the heartbeat of a Buddha, shaking the Soul.

One hundred and eight instruments, one hundred and eight types of dance steps.

At times like petals blooming, at times like stars rotating.

Light flowed around her, celestial music echoed in the space, ribbons and skirts flying together.

The scene was magnificent, holy, solemn, and dreamlike!

That Evergrande Song and Dance Troupe from later generations?

Just a bunch of mortal women wearing revealing clothes and twisting their waists.

Compared to this true Flying Apsaras music and dance before the eyes?

They aren't even fit to carry shoes!

They are simply a bunch of rabble, delusional enough to compare themselves to a Nine Heavens Phoenix!

Trash!

Just as this Flying Apsaras Goddess was immersed in the music and dance, unleashing her newborn holiness and joy to the fullest, a new change quietly occurred at the core of the Palm Buddha Kingdom's Origin.

A brand new, incomparably pure thread of faith was born out of thin air!

These threads of faith appeared faintly golden; one end connected to the figure of the Flying Apsaras Goddess, while the other end plunged deep into the Void Realm of the Palm Buddha Kingdom, tightly connected to the Origin of this space, which was Lu Chen.

They were different from the faith contributed by hundreds of thousands of believers outside.

The outside faith was vast, mixed, and filled with all kinds of prayers and emotions.

But this newly born thread of faith was pure to the extreme!

It contained only the most original reverence, conversion, and absolute loyalty to this "Palm Buddha Kingdom" and the deity who gave her new life!

The next moment.

Hum!

This thread of faith lit up, emitting a faint light, as if a string had been plucked.

Streams of extremely pure "Power Of Will", like a trickle of water, flowed continuously along these golden lines from the body of the Flying Apsaras Goddess, merging into Lu Chen's Divine Sense.

This Power Of Will was gentle yet vast, carrying a newborn, pure, and holy aura.

They were like the highest quality nourishment, nourishing Lu Chen's Divine Sense and this Palm Buddha Kingdom.

The Palm Buddha Kingdom space seemed to become more stable because of this, the light became softer, and that aura of tranquility and peace became even richer.

This Flying Apsaras Goddess had not only become a "resident" of the Palm Buddha Kingdom, but also the "Goddess" in charge of elegant music.

The music and dance continued.

Faith was quietly being established.

The Power Of Will began to flow silently.

Lu Chen sat cross-legged on the high platform, his expression calm, his gaze seemingly piercing through the Void Realm, staring at the various evolutions within the square inch of the palm.

He raised his hand slightly.

The movement was small, yet it seemed to pull some magnificent power between heaven and earth.

In an instant, above the firmament, the wind and clouds changed color!