Qin Shuang silently checked his Dao heart.

The spirit was condensed again, and if the spirit condensed by gas was regarded as a realm, Qin Shuang felt that the spirit at this time already had three realms. According to Qin Shuang's experience, it is speculated that if he can raise the spiritual realm to the tenth layer, and if he goes further, he should become liquid.

This was the case with the original guqin, which was also gaseous at first, and later became liquid. Qin Shuang has perceived that guqin, according to the derivation of the cultivation method, if the liquid state of the guqin is regarded as a realm, then the guqin should be a four-layer realm at this time.

"Ascended again!"

Qin Shuang's heart was happy, and the spirit had a trace of improvement, and every improvement of the spirit was the improvement of the Dao heart and the improvement of the state of mind. Now Qin Shuang's state of mind cultivation has reached the third layer of the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal.

"Ding Ding Dong ......"

The sound of music kept coming, and the qin pair seemed to be stepping on the long river of time, and then rose and fell.

Look up.

It's close!

It is less than a hundred feet from the peak.

"It's really difficult! If you don't have a spirit, I'm afraid that you can't even climb to the top of the mountain, even if you set foot on 9,000 feet. Unless you release your own immortal and demon fellow practitioners. ”

"That demon woman has gone up just now, and she hasn't come down for so long, can she have some understanding on it?"

While memorizing the score, Qin Shuang thought wildly, and stepped to the top step by step.

"Huh?"

On the top of the peak, there is a platform about five miles in radius. At this time, Na Feng III was sitting cross-legged in the center of the platform, his eyes fixed on the front.

Qin Shuang followed her gaze, but found that it was empty, and there was nothing.

However, Na Feng III's expression was very focused, as if there was something there that was extremely attractive to him.

Qin Shuang's heart moved, and she found that the sound of the music had disappeared at this time, only the sound of the howling cold wind.

Qin Shuang slowly walked towards Feng Sanshi, who turned his head to look at her, and his eyes showed a look of surprise. However, then he looked away and looked in the same direction.

Qin Shuang slowly walked to a place ten meters away from Feng Sanshi, looked at the space that Feng San was looking at, and frowned slightly.

It's still empty!

Qin Shuang sat down cross-legged, looked in that direction, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his mind, but still didn't see anything.

"Huh?"

Qin Shuang turned his head slightly, looked at Feng Sanshi, and saw Feng Sanshi take out a jade flute, put it on his lips, and played.

"Whimper......"

"It's ...... The music of Mt. Otozu!"

Qin Shuang was shocked in his heart, and then looked in the direction that Feng San was looking. A slight frown furrowed, it was still empty.

"I don't believe it yet!"

Qin Shuang let go of his mind and gradually became ethereal.

"Huh?"

Qin Shuang saw that in the direction she was looking, a figure gradually appeared, and the figure became clearer and clearer, and finally showed a middle-aged monk, the middle-aged monk sat cross-legged in the wind and snow, and on his knees, a guqin was placed horizontally. At this time, both hands are stroking the strings.

"Ding Ding Dong ......"

After the piano reached the top, the pressure and the sound of music disappeared. However, at this time, it echoed in her ears.

No!

It doesn't just reverberate in the ears, but in the heart.

The piano listened quietly, and the music was played from the beginning, and gradually finished playing the first half, and then began the second half. Qin Shuang was completely immersed in the music.

When the whole movement was finished, the middle-aged monk began to play again from the beginning. Qin Shuang's heart moved, the guqin in the heart of the Tao was placed horizontally on his knees, his hands stroked on the qin, and the sound of the qin sounded melodiously, blending with the sound of the middle-aged monk and the sound of Xiao of Feng III.

With the playing of Qin Shuang, he began to have a trace of comprehension of the meaning of time, and the music of the middle-aged monk, Feng III and Qin Shuang resonated, and in this resonance, Qin Shuang's comprehension of the mystery of time was improved a little.

When the first half of the piece is played, the second part begins.

Qin Shuang's expression was suddenly stunned, and she found that her environment had changed.

It is no longer on the top of the peak of Yinzu Mountain, there is no cold wind howling around, and there is no ice and snow.

But......

An endless peach blossom forest. Peach blossoms are in full bloom, with pink petals everywhere.

"This is ......"

"How did I end up here?"

"Where was I before?"

Qin Shuang stood there quietly, time passed quietly, Qin Shuang looked around, a gust of wind blew, blowing the peach petals on the ground, layer by layer, layer upon layer, flying in the air, making people blur.

Qin Shuang was a little confused, seemed to have forgotten something, and seemed to have no memory of where he was before and what he was doing. Walking aimlessly, she walked forward dozens of steps, and saw a man standing between two thick peach trees, with his back to her.

Qin Shuang paused and looked at the back, which was the same as Qin Shuang, a fiery red robe. Negative hands stand between two trees. The peach petals, blown by the wind, swirled around his body.

Qin Shuang quietly looked at the background, and the back seemed to sense that there was someone behind him, and slowly turned around and looked at Qin Shuang.

A handsome face appeared in Qin's field of vision, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

Qin Shuang frowned slightly, she felt that the man in front of her was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember anything, and at this moment, the man spoke:

"Fairy, have we met?"

Qin Shuang shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know, but ...... I think you're somewhat familiar with it. ”

"Me too!"

The man also frowned slightly, as if he was trying to think, but in the end he had no choice but to give up and said to Qin Shuang:

"My name is Feng III, what do you call you?"

"Qin Shuang!"

"How did you get here?" Feng III's voice carried a hint of confusion.

"I don't know!" Qin Shuang shook his head again, "How did you get here?

"I don't know!" Feng San also shook his head in confusion: "I don't know what this place is, I don't know how I got here, and I don't even remember where I was before." ”

"I ...... too!"

Both of them were awe-inspiring, instinctively believing that they were in unforeseen danger. The two men walked towards each other almost simultaneously, came together, stood side by side, glanced around.

"It's weird!"

With the cultivation of two people, how could they forget what happened before and come here unconscious?

The two men looked at each other again, and there was a look of wariness in their eyes.

"Is this the other party's place, or the other party's domain?

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