lerbook Chapter 372 New song (Added)
Chapter 372 New song (Added)
Before it was over, there was a rustling sound on the bamboo house, and the tiles were lifted up, revealing some long-tailed rats, ground fur rabbits, and thousand-layered cats that were civilized but not fully civilized.
A yellow weasel jumped down from the bamboo platform, and a single-tailed fox and a raccoon dog jumped out next to it...
At a glance, Songzhi's bamboo house was surrounded by countless species. They all kept their ears erect and remained motionless. All species within the Giant Spirit Clan that could come had come.
The nightingale dances to the song, and its sound penetrates the night sky.
The people in the Lingxiao Palace raised their heads one after another and watched the overwhelming nightingales flying into various shapes. Sometimes they were a flower, sometimes a cloud, sometimes a sword, sometimes a butterfly...
There were people holding wine glasses and drinking, some holding wine bottles to pour wine, some using chopsticks to pick up vegetables, some talking to each other and making seals, some dancing, and some holding books and talking. Said...
With different postures and various states, all of them are intoxicated and frozen in this moment without exception.
The elders and sect leaders with advanced cultivation toasted to Jin Tonghe, the leader of the Giant Spirit Clan, and thanked him: "I didn't expect that Clan Leader Jin would have such an elegant interest. How did the leader invite such a skilled technician from the noble sect? "
"Yes, this is the first time I have heard such soul-stirring music. Is it possible that the Giant Spirit Clan is also secretly cultivating music cultivators?"
Ningshuang, the master of Miaoyin Pavilion, whose entire sect is a music cultivator, frowned slightly: "If it is true, then I have to congratulate Master Jin first, but I must train this disciple well. Her talent is better than that of all the disciples in my sect." Above!"
Jin Tonghe became more and more confused, and became even more frightened after hearing Ningshuang's words, and quickly clarified: "Everyone, everyone, listen to the next words, the Giant Spirit Clan really does not have music cultivators, we mainly focus on controlling spirits, as you all know.
As for this good news, it must be from the disciples of the sect who came from the west of Shengsehai.
Their strength is also quite strong, so during the Jiuxiao Competition, you still have to warn the disciples to be vigilant and act with caution! "
The other sect elders and clan heads looked at each other in confusion.
"With such strength, he is not a disciple of our sect that is famous in Hainan?"
"Don't panic. It sounds like I'm just playing the piano, not necessarily a music cultivator. Besides, if you play the piano well, you will be strong without magic, your spiritual power will be strong, and your realm will be high, right?
It’s also possible that the disciple who plays the piano is the one who builds the foundation! "
"That's right, since I'm not from the Giant Spirit Clan, I can be fair. It sounds nice, but without attack or auxiliary functions, it can only be an ordinary piece of music.
Do you think he is the master of Ning Pavilion? "
Ningshuang is the master of the Miaoyin Pavilion. Her knowledge of music has already reached the state of integration. Basically, she can perform killing moves with just a move of her fingers. Therefore, she can see what the music is like based on the music. Human techniques.
At present, there is indeed no substantial harm or impact. It is not quite right to say that it is just an ordinary song.
"I don't know what your first feeling was when you heard this song?" Ningshuang asked.
"When I heard the first note, I felt that all the fatigue of the day was condensed. I didn't want to do anything. I just wanted to sit here and enjoy the moment!"
"I feel the same way. You can put all your worries aside for the time being. If you have wine today, you will get drunk today. That's why I say Sect Leader Jin is interested!"
"I just suddenly remembered what happened when I was young. I was ignorant at the time and poked the nest of the robin (quyu: starling) raised by my master. I was punished by my master to kneel down until dawn!
Thinking about it now, it turned out to be a hundred years ago, and it really feels like the world has changed.
It's strange to say that I haven't remembered what happened in the past for a long time! "
"What Elder Ju said is that I also remembered the time when I was a child, playing with fire, setting the house on fire, and being chased by my mother for two streets with a bamboo stick. In a blink of an eye, two hundred years have passed. My relatives have passed away, or they have already entered the prison. Maybe reincarnation..."
As more people talked about the feeling of hearing the music, the expressions on everyone's faces became more and more solemn. At first, no one took it seriously. The more they listened, the more they felt something was wrong. The more wrong they felt, the more they realized the seriousness.
By the time they reacted, it was already too late. The corners of their eyes were red and tears were welling up in their eyes.
Ningshuang didn't fare much better. She quickly formed a barrier and enveloped the Lingxiao Palace. But before she laid the barrier, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.
She looked in one direction blankly: "I didn't expect that he would actually set up a barrier in front of me!
Xuan Yao Qin is really terrifying.
Yanmo, after all these years, you have released a new song? "
Ningshuang smiled bitterly, she couldn't catch up, she couldn't catch up at all.
The disciples in the Lingxiao Palace let out faint cries. The elders and sect masters were fine, but they looked unhappy. They must have been immersed in some old memories and couldn't extricate themselves.
The longing is not violent and sudden, but engraved in the bones forever.
You can resist the enemy's real swords and guns, but everyone has a past, and with the past there are memories. The warmth and coldness, sweetness or bitterness in the memories are the tormenting emotions.
There is no need to wield swords or guns, no magic to fly around, it just brings back a corner of memories, and the rest is to automatically open the skylight, with infinite emotion, regret, and nostalgia.
Wan He had been hovering in the Lingxiao Palace for a long time. He turned around and came to the Windless Garden. The flames of the wood were beating. The brothers and sisters were punching each other in twos and threes, or leaning against each other, watching the fire in silence.
Yan Yi was still busy grilling skewers. It was hard to imagine that such a cool young man with a clear breeze and bright moonlight looked like his brows and eyes were slightly warmed by the smoke of fireworks.
Wan He chuckled and looked at Yan Xiu leaning next to Yan Zhong, seemingly drunk and sleeping deeply. Yan Zhong was taking the blanket Yan Tong had brought and covering him gently.
When Yan Tong walked past Yan Xiu, he playfully tapped Yan Xiu's nose. Wan He saw that Yan Xiu's nose turned into black coal.
Yan Zhong shook his head helplessly and laughed.
Yan Dan and Yan Yang were talking and asked why the little junior sister had lost the meat skewers she gave to her master. Yan Yang took out his ears, pointed in the direction of his master and said to him, "Didn't you hear the sound of the piano?"
Yan Dan nodded, suddenly grinned, and began to cry: "I remember the time when I was just sent to Suying..."
When Yan Yang heard this, his eyes turned red and he patted his shoulder: "It's okay, we met Xiao Wu, right?"
Yan Tong pinched her waist: "I want to know, is the junior sister playing the piano or the master playing the piano?
If it is Master, then I have to ask Master why he is partial?
I have never heard of this song. The first time I heard it, I felt a little sad, but I still can’t remember why. It’s strange..."