Chapter 1249: Jumping Notes, Song of Life, and the Original Sharan Tree

In the dreamland of Huanalana, there is no day or night, everything is calm and peaceful, all the houses are brightly lit, and golden light shines through the doors.

Green elemental particles are flying all over the sky, like stars.

Jiang Yi pulled Yan Duola to his side.

"Flowers are for you!" Each Lannaro gave its flowers to Jiang Yi and Ying.

Paimon felt a little envious.

Lana stood aside as if she was witnessing history.

The clear water reflects the purple and red sky, the green duckweed and the blooming water lilies.

Jiang Yi walked across the water and came to the small island in the center of the water.

The small island is dotted with moss and gnarled trees, covered with huge banana leaves, and clouds of wood ganoderma lucidum that are as brown and red as jade.

A ray of light from the sky shone down, and the emerald green floating flowers became bright lights.

Wearing bows on their chests and brown leaf hats on their heads, Langawei, Lanxiutijia, Landasa, and Lanyesa, who look similar, are several singers, standing on banana leaves or on the grass at different heights, as joyful and solemn as musicians conducting a concert.

"The forest king is as vast as the night sky, dotted with countless stars of hope; Nala is as golden and beautiful as the sunshine; we will remember your names in the song." Langawei swayed his body with a strong sense of rhythm.

No one present pointed out the mistakes in Langawei's words. The Forest King is not yet the Forest King, but what does it matter?

"Don't forget me!" Paimon said hurriedly.

"The pearl under the moonlight, the one as pure as silver, her name is Paimon... The purest blue water, the one like an angel, her name is Yandora... Just like the emerald green and tenacious grass, it always exudes a warm and brave fragrance, her name is Lana..."

Yandora and Lana were a little surprised that they were also included in the song.

"Goddess of grass, mistress of a thousand trees, symbol of wisdom and tenderness, her name is as great as the name of the world."

“Here, there is the pitch-black night, the gorgeous Milky Way, the golden sun, the silver moon, the blue river, the green grass, the vast forest… and you and me in the forest.”

The singers praised all the guests and hosts present.

The old Lan Lajia came over with a cane in his hand: "Huan Na Lan Na, it has been a long time since we have had such a lively time. Everyone is very happy."

Lan Nazhen, Lan Jialu and Lan Naga also flew over. They did not have to forget to save Wu Yuyi Mo. They also found the flowers they had given away and planted them in the nursery. There was no regret and no sadness.

Rampandu, Ramnakulla, Ramparaika, Ramchidu...

Lanchatu, Lanappas, Lansaka, Lanfila, Lanpakati...

Lan Rama, Lan Lizhe, Lan Lana...

One after another, Lanaro surrounded Jiang Yi, Nashida, Ying, Paimon, Yandora, and shy Lana, with the trees on the island as the center... They stood on the trees, on the back of the Forest King, on the grass on the island, and on the lily leaves in the water outside the island...

They are small, of different colors, and the flowers on their heads rotate together.

"In the story, the most important thing about the Worry-Free Festival is that Nala sings with Lanaro. Now we have not only Nala, but also Lord Grass King and His Royal Highness the Forest King. Singers, are you ready?" Lanraga said loudly.

Lan Yesha hummed a note and said, "From the moment I was born crying, I have been preparing for this moment..."

"Lan Yesu, you idiot, little Nala only cried when she was born." Lan Xiutijia's voice created a cheerful atmosphere.

Lanaro also appeared on the wooden bridge at the edge of the water.

The ancient stage built with banana leaves and trees has been long awaited. Before it was Lanmuhu Kunda, at this moment, it is Lanyesha, and after that, it is other singers, who will sing together with Nala.

The stage will remember the song, just as Huanna remembers everything, so that the song will forever echo in Huanna Lanna's dreams and real memories.

"Are you ready? Let's sing together. Our grand music will be performed by..." Lang Jiawei looked at Lord Grass King.

"Well! Then let me start!" Nashida picked up Jiang Yi's Harp of Wind and Flower, "Behind me are the Forest King, Ying, Paimon, Yandora, Lana, and everyone from Lanaro."

As the most honorable being here, Nashida played the prelude to the music.

The ethereal sound, like a forest in the early morning, gradually wakes up.

Paimeng looked at Jiang Yi curiously. Jiang Yi couldn't play the instrument, so he had to sing.

The king of beasts groaned after a night of sleep.

Deep and melodious.

So, Ying played the tune of the big dream, the tune of the new buds... Paimon hummed softly, Yandora's singing turned into the gurgling stream, Lana's music was like the grass and trees growing by the stream, and squirrels, sparrows, and foxes arrived.

The Lannaros sang in unison, their voices rising from low to high, smoothly and soothingly. It was a happy, cheerful melody that expressed the vitality of all things.

The whole forest came alive.

The sun is working, the water is dancing, the rainbow is jumping, the white clouds are floating around, the vines, flowers and plants, the roots of giant trees, the La Yue lotus... together they form a wonderful and huge beautiful picture.

The notes are jumping, green, colorful, and dreamy... The singing turns into real wind and real light.

Everyone’s song is different, and all the differences are like streams everywhere, converging into the sea.

Jiang Yi closed his eyes, Nashida leaned lightly on Jiang Yi and played the instrument. Around Ying, green flowers like lanterns rotated and flew up. Lana sat cross-legged on the ground, playing the instrument. Paimon and Yandora were like two stars accompanying the moon, and Lanaruo was like thousands of stars.

The melodious and joyful singing echoed throughout the entire Huanalanna and the dreams of the entire forest. The Saran trees, the trees of dreams, applauded together.

Jiang Yi's consciousness followed the singing. He was not a stream, he was a river. His singing was a world full of wonders.

The long poem of Mondstadt's thousand winds and clouds, the ancient fu of Liyue's thousand rocks and mountains, the collection of lyrics of Inazuma's thousand thunders and lightnings... the songs that I have heard before, the songs in my memory, even the songs from my hometown, all the songs, like thousands of rivers returning to their current flow... merge into the melody of the forest.

So, this is a very long passage in “Song of Source”.

It’s part of the source.

The fire of life in the chest is emitted by the Candle of Life, and the Candle of Life is condensed by the power of Tai Su. At this moment, a seed appears in the candlelight. It is the wick, the seed of life, and the song of man and all living things.

It is not the Song of Origin, but it can be called the 'Song of Life' that flows out from the Song of Origin. It has a power close to the Song of Origin, and its sound is grand, resounding from the smallest particles to the three thousand worlds.

Infinite sound, infinite voice, infinite power.

It is as bright as the blue sun, and has grown branches that reach the sky. The blue sky, the jade forest on earth, the ethereal sound, the condensed Buddhist energy, repeat itself endlessly.

By the time Jiang Yi woke up, the Lannaros had already left one after the chorus ended, continuing to enjoy the last moments of the Worry-Free Festival.

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"Lannaro will not leave Huanna, Lannaro and Huanna are together. But Nala will come and go, just like Nala Faruna." Lannakula was in the distance, looking at the Forest King and Nala Ying with his friends.

After the cheerful singing, the surrounding atmosphere always becomes desolate, like the lamentation of falling leaves.

"The Forest King is not a dandelion seed..." Lan Luomo shook his head, "Even if it is, it has found a place to take root."

"Yes!" Lanakula nodded. "He and Nara Ying remember many Lanaro's names. Lanaro and Lanaro's names are like many big trees and many leaves in the forest. They know which big tree it came from by picking up a leaf. Just like Nara Faruna."

He also remembered that long, long time ago, under the dark disaster, the earth was as red as blood, and many Lanaro returned to Shaheng before they could grow into Sharan trees. Salty water flowed from Lafaruna's eyes. There was salt, but it was not scary.

Narafaruna participated in the Sanskrit festival.

The old Lanlaga has lost many memories, but he still remembers what Lafaruna looked like at that time.

He walked slowly over and said, "Hannalana was destroyed because of Nala's disaster. Lanaluo took dreams as his home and no longer stayed close to Nala. Only Nala Faruna remained friends with Lanaluo and helped everyone after the destruction. Only then did Lanaluo start to trust Nala again little by little."

This is the truth that Danala cannot see Lanaro.

"I have told Lan Lana that if the Naras are so kind to Nalaring and Nalarana, we may be ready to walk in the forest with Naras again, sing and play together."

He looked reminiscing.

Unable to leave his dream again, he is also looking forward to that day.

Rama and Ranakula knew.

Lanlaga is the tree of dreams. In order to prevent the huge dream of the new Huanalana from floating away and disappearing like leaves, Lanlaga became the tree of dreams on that day, so that everyone had a home.

There is no sadness for Lanalo, because it is a good thing to be able to hold such a big dream and be together with everyone. It is just a pity that Lanlaga cannot go out to find new Nala friends.

But it doesn't matter, the tree is here.

The good Naras will come here one day, just like when Nara and Lanaluo played in the Hall of Awakening Tree.

If needed one day, other Lannaros can also become dream trees, Sharan trees. Just like a big tree has many leaves, it can hold many dreams.

Jiang Yi, Nashida, Ying and Paimon came in front of the three Lannaros.

Lan Lajia looked at Ying: "When Nara Faruna and I parted, he said to me, 'Perhaps one day, a golden Nara like me will come to you, and she can bring more and better memories.'"

Ying pursed her lips.

"Give us the flowers!" Lanlajia said, "I will make them into wreaths."

He took the flowers from Ying and Jiang Yi's hands, made two wreaths into them, and put them on the heads of the candidate for the Forest King and Nara Ying.

Paimon suddenly felt like he was about to enter a sacred temple.

Why is it that I have a strange vision of a couple? Jiang Yi is clearly a tiger now!

"This is a blessing from our Lanna Luo, and also a blessing from our entire Huanalanna." Lanlajia smiled, "We Lanna Luo are different from Nala. We can be connected in dreams. Even if there are sad things, all Lanna Luo will share them together. So no matter what happens, we won't be too sad. If there are happy things, we can share them together."

Ying reached out and touched the corolla.

Each flower represents a Lannaro.

On the way here, she and Jiang Yi met a Lanaro who was as old as Lan Laga. He did not leave his name, but just brought his own flowers.

He knew "years" that Lanaro did not, and described the past in terms of hundreds of years. He said that he had absorbed more memories and knowledge than the average Lanaro.

The custom of sending flowers is still there!

The other party left with a look of relief and emotion, bowed to Nashida and Jiang Yi, and left mysteriously.

Lan Rama said: "When you wear the flower crown, Lan Na Luo can share your sadness, and when you have a nightmare, Lan Na Luo will protect you."

Jiang Yi smiled. Although he didn't need protection, with Lanaro's kindness on his shoulders, the burden on him was lightened a lot.

The beautiful crown composed of light orange flowers, light blue flowers and green leaves seemed a little small on Jiang Yi's head.