Chapter 594: 694 Bare Hands Stem the Roaring Waves, Support the Collapsing Mansion [2nd Update] Chapter 594: 694 Bare Hands Stem the Roaring Waves, Support the Collapsing Mansion [2nd Update] “Boom, boom, boom—”
The sounds of drums soared, followed by the strains of the Zither, and then by the Sheng, flutes, and various other classical instrunts of Shenzhou, all woven into a srizing composition.
The title of the piece, “Flourishing Divine Land,” also served as the the song for “Treasures of The Divine Land.”
Due to “Treasures of The Divine Land” focusing primarily on the history of the late Ning Dynasty, this piece effectively beca an anthem for several historical figures of that era.
To ensure the perfection of “Treasures of The Divine Land,” the production team enlisted dozens of renowned singers from Shenzhou to perform the song together.
Initially, the director planned to hire a professional lyricist for “Flourishing Divine Land,” and his invitation list included many candidates, as a single lyricist would hardly suffice for such a grand portrayal of historical figures.
However, before the director could act on this thought, Ye Wanlan had already single-handedly written the entire lyrics.
She had even composed the music on her own.
The director was so shocked by this that he fell from his chair, and it took him a while to co to terms with this unbelievable fact.
Who said Ye Wanlan lacked talent in classical music?
He would be the first to disagree!
Thus, the production team only had to seek the help of professors from the Music Departnt at Yunjing University to properly arrange the piece, finally resulting in the completed production.
[The production team is so thoughtful, hiding such a gem of a song without any leaks.]
[Going into battle personally, commanding a million warriors in the Northern Lands and Western Regions… This speaks of the Grand Ancestor!]
“Boom!”
As the drumbeat halted, the tones of the Zither and Pipa escalated, leading into a solo perford by a female voice.
“Pure and Simple lody, high towers pluck back the Pipa
Chenxiang Ink, painting her brows as exquisite as art
Phoenix Coming to Court, sipping tea with composure
Dragging Shadow Twin Swords, halting the killings
Indeed, the pri years devoted to beauty—”
The accompanying visual naturally depicted the silhouette of Princess Yongning.
It featured her galloping back to Fengyuan, as well as playing the Pipa on the city walls for the birthday of Ning Zhaozong.
Even without the visuals, the audience easily recognized that these lyrics described the breathtakingly talented Imperial Princess.
Then, the sound of swords unexpectedly arose, with the screen filled with flashing blades.
Guns smoked, the battlefield was fierce.
“I traverse the Northwest, slaying gods and intimidating Shakyamuni,
I stabilize the Southern Frontier, lifting the heavens to protect our city,
I guard the Eastern Wilderness, cold moon reflecting on frosty flowers,
I roam freely, my face dignified as Emperor Shun—”
[The Four Directions Nobility is making an entrance!]
[King of Yan! It’s my favorite, Lord He Jia!]
Even the production team had not anticipated that just this opening song would cause a global, exponential surge in real-ti viewers.
The few mbers of the Xiang Imperial Family, indeed, held fa that reached afar.
In particular, Princess Yongning Xiang Lan and King Yan He Jia, not only were they renowned on the Shenzhou Land Continent but also revered in the Northern Lands.
The Global Center has always admired strength, longing for the Shenzhou of three hundred years ago.
As the sound of swords faded, it was replaced by the soft sound of flowing water, the tune transitioning from rousing to gentle.
“Sweeping brush strokes, poetry forming a prosperous era.”
Divine Spear out, a lone warrior strategizing on the frontier,
Hanging a pot to heal generations, nding scars to flesh and bone—”
[Fu Guang! My favorite poetess Fu Guang!]
[It’s our lone Divine Spear General Huo and Taiyi Divine Doctor Shui Yunqing!]
[I just knew it! Our Jianghu people wouldn’t be left out!]
“Divine Strategy calculated, Heaven and Earth refined into divination,
Stars overturned, grasping the creation of Yin and Yang,
Words follow spirit, treading upon the Nine Heavens,
A dance startling Fengyuan, a tune breaking the battlefield,
Sword cutting the unjust, Long Song Ask Heart, wandering in Cloud Cliff indulging in wine,
Youthful fa established, dominating the Martial World,
For eons, who disputes the hierarchy,
Within laughs, storms perish in a mont,
Turning hand becos cloud, covering hand becos myth—”
Though the lyrics did not specify which historical figure each line represented, the audience could identify them, not to ntion the historical figures themselves.
Xie Linyuan’s eyebrows raised, “Little Junior Sister’s lyrics truly resonate with my heart.”
His adventures in Jianghu always embodied righteousness, and he loved his wine.
“You’re praised to the heavens, have you lost yourself?” Hua Yingyue raised her eyebrows, “But indeed, the praise is not misplaced.”
Yan Tingfeng’s eyes slightly drooped, a blush creeping subtly onto his ears.
He blinked gently, for he had never dared to praise himself so highly.
[Brothers and sisters, the show hasn’t officially started, but I’m already thrilled listening to it!]
[Just wondering, who else can bring out so many great figures!]
[Indeed, only our Shenzhou!]
However, at that mont, the tune suddenly shifted from exhilaratingly bold to depressing and oppressive.
The singing also beca oppressive, heavy, leaving one gasping for breath.
“Dark tides surge, foreign tribes crush overnight
In desperate straits, the universe on the verge of collapse
A king dies for his state, willingly for his country and the world
Five chariots torn apart, the princess rides to battle
Fighting to death, not retreating, dark clouds press down on Yan Mountain
Born in chaos, now parting in a campaign—”
This sudden twist had clearly taken the audience by surprise.
Foreign audiences were even more astonished.
“I originally thought that the People of Shenzhou would never dare to confront this tragic history, but I didn’t expect that they would let everyone see it.”
“Perhaps for them, it’s not just a tragic history, but also the spirit of many heroic figures.”
“If it were us, we might have tried everything to bury such history…”
The sound of the zither intensified, and the background chorus wailed mournfully, resolute and poignant.
“Plums fail their childhood sweetheart
Spilling verdant blood
The sword breaks, the person dies, life and death without words
The Seven-stringed Zither broken, each note sobs hoarsely—”
This passage was sung by a male and female duo, alternating between each other.
Xie Linyuan’s complexion turned slightly pale, his fists clenched unconsciously, veins popping on the backs of his hands and arms.
“Brother Xie.” Huo Jingyu raised his hand and gently placed it on his back, “It will be alright, you and Sect Leader Fanyin will et again.”
But not like him…
He silently raised his head, not knowing if Yun Qing could ever return to normal.
The second segnt’s lody was heavy and sad, filled with an extrely strong sense of lancholy, male and female solos, duets, and choruses pulling the audience completely into this extrely tragic Battle of Ten Thousand Armies.
But even though it was sad, it was all the more heroic.
It was the light before the dawn breaks, also harboring an unquenchable hope.
“Taiyi dical Practitioner, sacrifices life for thousands
Musician of Heavenly Sound, draws sword and dons armor
Divine Strategy Military, faces a hundred battles unafraid
Master of Great Purity, heads to death at once
Penglai Immortal departs, beneath the Slumbering Peaks of Beiming
The lands forever silent, history magnificent—”
However, just as everyone was imrsed in this extrely sorrowful lody, the style of the music changed at this mont.
Still a burdenso start, but with the successive beats of the drum, the montum gradually beca magnificent.
“In obscured blindness, waves form beneath the slight ripples
Then open a prosperous age anew, blooming opulence
With bare hands hold back the wild waves, one standing against ten thousand horses
Dispel chaos and aid the perilous, supporting the faltering houses.
Though but a glowworm’s light, it illuminates the populace beneath the heavens
I shall be the torch, igniting the essence and armor!”
“Wanlan reverses the collapse, upholds the faltering house!”
“Wait, is that sentence where Ye Wanlan’s na cos from?!”
“Who wrote these lyrics? And who composed this music? I’m so enchanted, I even forgot the opening subtitles.”
The drumming intensified, and the piece reached its final climax.
“Shining brightly is Huaxia, causing nurous dynasties to tremble
Now listen to the Dragon Sing, Shenzhou illuminates all territories!”
The last note of the zither fell, marking the end of this piece.
All the character silhouettes stirred, transforming at this mont into four large characters—
“Guo Yi Yongning.”
This was the first chapter of “Treasures of The Divine Land,” also the opening chapter.
As the words “Guo Yi Yongning” dissipated, the screen suddenly plunged into darkness.
Until a female voice sounded, and the screen displayed four lines.
“Salute the heroes of the world—”
“Salute the loyal bones of our forebears—”
“Salute my Shenzhou Land Continent, the backbone—never bending!”
“Clang—”
The sound of the bronze bell rang out, heralding the official start of “Treasures of The Divine Land.”
And this passage, once spoken by Princess Yongning, had also been recorded in the annals of history.
However, the director sitting in front of the TV was confused: “I don’t recall specifically hiring a voice actress!”
The role of Princess Yongning is indeed difficult to embody her essence.
Not just Princess Yongning, but any person from the Xiang Imperial Family, even the youngest, Princess Yongle, is hard to portray, even in a minor role.
So this section of text was actually silent, accompanied by the sounds of wind, water, bells, chanting, and other earthly noises intertwined, constituting the opening of this grand era.
Sotis, silence is more eloquent than sound.
But the director unexpectedly discovered that after adding the voiceover, this opening had elevated to a new height.
This female voice, this tone, this rhythm… nearly perfectly hit all the marks, even better than what the director had once imagined in his heart.
“Who did the voiceover? Three minutes, I want all her information!”
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