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Qi Lin stood on the peak of the mountain and looked around, the mountains around the mountain range were swallowed by white clouds and dense fog, or a few mountains were left exposed to the clouds, like a vast and boundless ocean. The breeze blows www.biquge.info the pen, the fun and the pavilion are blown away, and the sea of clouds floats and waves, as if you are in another world.

"Qi Lin, what should we do?" Shang Yangjun walked over, worried.

Since being invited by the prince Changqin to this mountain ridge, it has been a night, and the woman plays the yaoqin, elegant, freehand, and the sound of the silk qin is pleasant to the ear, and the whole mountain forest is bathed in her rhythm and becomes beautiful. If it had been before, it didn't matter if Shang Yangjun was willing to listen to this heavenly March, but she had a task on her body, and every second that passed was a disaster for her. But she had no choice, the 'God of Music' Prince Changqin was trapped in the mist, and the two of them couldn't escape unless she wanted to.

Just escaped the catastrophe of Hanqi, but she didn't expect to fall into the tiger's mouth and fall into the hands of the prince Changqin, Shang Yangjun thought to herself, she didn't know what kind of evil she had created, how could she be so unlucky. In the past, almost all of the names of these four murderers had only been heard in the stories of their fathers, but they had only met two within a few days of going out.

Is the birth of the god list really a harbinger of the flood and chaos?

Thinking of this, Shang Yangjun was even more upset.

Qi Lin sat on the mountain peak for the night, in his words, looking for inspiration.

If you want to help her compose, Qi Lin is still a little confident, and he also knows a lot of ancient music, lost music, left behind, mountains and rivers, and the people of Xia Riba are all at their fingertips. It's naturally not feasible to just take out a piece of music at random and give it to the prince Changqin.

The prince played the piano for a night, and Qi Lin sat on the top of the mountain and listened to it for a night.

"Yang Jun, can you hear something?" Qi Lin asked.

"It's a beautiful melody. "Shang Yangjun is a rough man, the wild tribes are all ancient sacrificial songs, there is not much fame, the girl thinks this rhythm is extremely beautiful, but she can't say a thing or two.

"Prince Changqin. Qi Lin muttered. In Chinese mythology and legend, the prince Changqin is the son of Zhu Rong, the god of fire in ancient times, and legend has it that when he was born, he held a small qin in his arms, and the heavens and the earth sang happily because of his birth.

"What, Qi Lin, do you know her?" Shang Yangjun asked, to be honest, it was the first time she had heard the divine name of Prince Changqin.

"No, I'm inspired, let's go help her. Qi Lin smiled.

"Ah, you have inspiration?" Shang Yangjun looked suspicious, this kind of ancient music can bring inspiration to the name of the god, she doesn't believe it.

"Hmm. ”

The two returned to the waterfall, the melodious rhythm of the piano is tactful, beautiful, every note is full of cheerful breath as if it is alive, the woman playing the piano has long hair like water, ten fingers are elegant, the fingertips beat on the strings, and the beautiful notes jump out.

But such beautiful music still couldn't impress the phoenix bird that stopped on the tree.

Colorful phoenixes perch on their nests and are as silent as rocks. Shang Yangjun really hated this divine bird, such a sound of the piano was enough to move the name of the god, but this bird was too indifferent.

"Sister Changqin. Qi Lin skillfully clenched his fists.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

The crown prince Changqin raised his slender phoenix eyebrows: "What do you think of the music of the concubine?"

"Sounds of heaven, but that's it. Qi Lin said.

"But why can't you make the phoenix bird dance on the piano? The prince's eyes were a little confused, and she felt that she had almost played the most perfect rhythm, but she couldn't let this divine bird dance for her.

"Can I dare to accompany my sister?" Qi Lin asked.

"Accompaniment?" Prince Changqin frowned.

"I have a piece of music, do you want to hear it?" Qi Lin said.

"Oh, you try. Prince Changqin clasped his hands on his lap and smiled.

Qi Lin took out the Xiao that he had made from bamboo last night.

When the first sound of Xiao sounded, the phoenix bird did not move, but as Qi Lin blew Chang Xiao, it was even deeper, and the heroic flute sound floated out, this flute sound was normal at first hearing, but as it went deeper, it slowly became incredible, and the flute sound was like a sword and sword, bold and bold, like an empty valley orchid, blooming alone.

Shang Yangjun was stunned, she looked at this childhood sweetheart a little unfamiliarly - this Xiao Yin can be shocked.

As soon as Xiao Yin was heard, Shang Yangjun couldn't wait to see the phoenix bird, but the phoenix bird didn't look excited at all except for looking at this side. The girl was very disappointed, but Prince Changqin heard the difference from this Xiao Sheng, the woman frowned, and looked at Chen Mo with her eyes.

"My sister listened to my Xiao voice just now, and played it with Yaoqin, I will cooperate with Xiao, and we will try again. Qi Lin said.

The prince Changqin pondered for a long time, and she actually felt a solemn heart in this music, and there was a perfect realm.

"Good. ”

Prince Changqin strokes the qin with both hands.

Knock knock.

When the first melodious rhythm of Yaoqin popped up, Shang Yangjun's heart was completely drunk, and the sound of Yaoqin was more beautiful than Qi Lin's Xiao Sheng, just like spring clouds, cranes chirping for nine days, and like a hundred birds singing tactfully in the garden, this rhythm can wake up the sleeping time and space, can wake up all things, and can make the world peaceful.

The phoenixes stretched their necks and were attracted by the sound of the piano.

As Qi Lin blew Xiao Sheng, the bold Xiao Yin and Qin Se cooperated, and suddenly there was an extra bit of iron-blooded Dan heart in the wind and snow.

The woman's piano seems to be waiting for a lover's letter, and every note is endless lovesickness.

The young Xiao is like a weapon returning home, cutting through tens of millions of enemy troops just for the acacia piano sound.

The two are combined, and the perfect world is quiet.

A phoenix chirps, and the phoenix spreads its wings, circles, and dances.

"It's dancing......" Shang Yangjun covered his lips, not daring to shout for fear of destroying the perfect rhythm.

Prince Changqin and Qi Lin seemed to have long forgotten the existence of the phoenix bird and were immersed in the sound of the qin.

When the last tune ended, Feng Ming lingered for a long time.

"This music ......" Prince Changqin opened her eyes and let out a sigh, she had played the piano for so long but she had not comprehended such a rhythm, of course, there was an extra sound in it, which had never been heard before.

"Qi Lin, did you create this?" asked Prince Changqin calmly.

"If I say that I created it, Sister Changqin won't believe it. Qi Lin smiled.

For the phoenix bird to dance, Qi Lin was expected. In fact, a piece of music he made for the prince's long qin was called 'Shao Music', which is quite a famous ancient piece of music, rumored to be the work of 'Shun', and when he played this piece of music during his reign, even the phoenixes in the sky were teased down to dance for him in pairs, so let alone phoenixes.

Qi Lin used Xiao in this Shao music, with the softness of the prince's long qin and his rigidity, the fusion of yin and yang, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a song that opened at the beginning of the wilderness.

"Flying is a great place to find inspiration. The crown prince Changqin said: "Of course, thank you very much." ”

"It's kind of a chance. Qi Lin said modestly.

"The concubine will also give you a little gift. The prince's long qin was played with his eyes closed, and the rhythm was boiling, like the sun and the moon coming out of the sea, and a strange power enveloped Qi Lin and Shang Yangjun.

The desolate true qi in her body unexpectedly boiled involuntarily under her rhythm.

What the?

The true qi was running under the traction of the notes of the prince's long qin, and the meridians were paved in the rhythm, and Qi Lin suddenly felt that his desolate true qi was running nine hundred and eighty-one Great Zhou Heavens, and it was rushing towards the Tiangang vein.

There was almost no stagnation, and the true qi entered the Tiangang vein, so all the meridian true qi in the body was opened.

Heaven and earth are connected.

The true qi of the desolation was suddenly mixed into one, endlessly.

The most difficult Tiangang realm of Qi Cultivation Ninefold actually broke through in one step in the sound of the prince's long qin.