It's past five o'clock in the morning.

The sky turned from pitch black to deep blue, and the east began to glow faintly.

In the small building, Mo Yan didn't move, and she didn't know if she could succeed in realizing the Fa in a short time.

It stands to reason that she comprehends the law with an immortal body, and also cultivates the sword technique of the Heavenly Escape Dao, and now she is practicing the Nine Heavens Easy Technique, which should be no problem, and Mo Yan's comprehension is super high, which is also the reason why she has been able to comprehend the Shendao Gate boxing method since she was a child.

Among the few people who could comprehend on the second floor of the boxing tower back then, she was one of them.

Therefore, Xiao Qi is not very worried about this.

Moreover, even if she can't succeed in realizing the Fa in a short period of time, it's a big deal to go alone, at most, it's just a little less fun on the road.

Xiao Qi was hanging cross-legged in the air, pondering, and suddenly, in the direction of the boxing tower in the distance, there seemed to be a figure slowly walking by.

At this time, it's still dark, who came out so early?

Xiao Qi opened his eyes, glanced at it, and was slightly stunned, it was Mo Yan's mother, Chu Yan.

Draped in a thick coat and holding a huge zither, she slowly walked to the door of the boxing tower.

There, wool mats and incense sticks have been laid out for a long time.

Xiao Qi was surprised, what was she going to do?

Could it be that she wants to play the piano in this black light?

Curious, he simply got up, dodged to the top of the boxing tower, and stood on the edge of the tower to look down.

After watching it for a long time, I couldn't cry or laugh in my heart, this prospective mother-in-law really came out to play the piano.

And the expression is solemn and very solemn.

She first placed the guzheng she brought over on the long incense table, then took out the incense burner, inserted three long incense sticks, and burned incense to worship the sky.

Then, he walked to a small wooden shed in the distance and used a small basin to catch a basin of water.

Wash your hands on the incense table and wipe them with a white towel.

Finally, he sat cross-legged behind the incense table, stroked the piano with both hands, his face was full of piety, and his mouth was muttering to himself, which he could not hear clearly.

After all the preparations were made, as a zither sounded, the ethereal and transparent notes gradually drifted through the valley.

She played.

Xiao Qi put away his smiling face, and his heart was gloomy.

What kind of relationship is Chu Yan and Mo Yan?

So that she can continue to try to play this mysterious tune for more than ten years.

Could it be that if she pops up, Mo Yan will be able to return?

Chu Yan's guzheng technique is quite profound, and it can be seen that she has many years of playing skills, but this piece is quite strange, when she was not yet practicing, she was wearing Han Xiangzi's cold jade ring, and her fingers were cut off, and she had internal injuries.

It can be seen that this piece is not supported by the spirit of the fairy, and there is no way to play it at all.

Sure enough, Chu Yan played to the middle section below, and gradually became jerky, and the fingering was difficult to continue, and the phenomenon of broken notes had already begun to appear.

With a few shrill glissandos, there was a muffled bang, and the strings snapped.

And Chu Yan's body trembled slightly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a pop.

Xiao Qi's brows furrowed, and he gradually gathered his eyes, saw through Chu Yan's clothes, and kept looking inside.

After seeing through her snow-like skin, she finally found that her internal organs had begun to stagnate again, and her qi pulse was not smooth.

It's really a collapse, the last time I came to the Shinto Gate, I had enlightened her, and I also healed all the injuries on her body.

Who would have thought that this dead-eyed woman would still be the same.

I played this damn tune every day, and after a long time, I made mistakes again, which was really devastating.

Looking at Chu Yan who silently supported his body below, wiped off the bloodstains, and was about to pack up the guzheng and go back, Xiao Qi secretly sighed in his heart and took out the phoenix tail coke from the purple void ring.

Then sit cross-legged on the top floor of the tower, hiding his figure.

I also remembered the tune in my mind.

It's just that this song is weird and can suffocate people from internal injuries.

Now, with her own cultivation, it should be easy to play this song, today, let Chu Yan listen to the full version once, perhaps, it can soothe her heart knot to a certain extent.

When he and Mo Yan go down to the underworld, get Mo Yan's soul out, and then find a way to resurrect Mo Yan.

After all, his physical relics are still there.

Thinking of this, Xiao Qi closed his eyes, and the thought of being in the same room with the four big flowers that day also came to his mind when he saw Mo Yan for the first time.

This song is the first encounter between this iceberg beauty and herself.

Zheng, a melodious zheng.

Chu Yan on the ground screamed in fright when she heard the voice, and quickly looked up at the top of her head.

Above, it was pitch black.

I couldn't see anything, and the moon and stars were no longer visible in the dark blue night sky.

Did you just hear it wrong?

It was clearly a zither sound.

Just when Chu Yan was doubting in her heart, the second zither sounded, piercing the sky and shocking people's hearts.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the zither gradually became coherent, from low to high, from slow to urgent.

God, this is?

is a hundred times more proficient than playing by himself, and the artistic conception is in line with his own mind.

Could it be Mo Yan?

Chu Yan seemed to be stunned in an instant, tears flowed down her face, and she looked at the sky above her head blankly, even if it was just nothingness, she still looked at it stupidly.

It seems that there, it is Mo Yan smiling and playing the Divine Comedy.

Looking at Xiao Qi again, his eyes were always closed, and a pair of slender white hands swept wantonly on the phoenix tail Jiao, and as the rhythm gradually entered the climax, Xiao Qi's emotions also entered the climax.

At the beginning, I just played here, and I felt unsustainable, and my chest was suffocated.

As a result, the strings were broken, and internal injuries were suffocated.

Now, there is no sluggish feeling at all, the fingers are like flowing clouds, and the tune is flying continuously, reaching new heights.

The sound of the zheng, which is like a phoenix, completely shook the entire white mountain and black mountain, and in the valley, the breeze was slow, driving countless snowflakes to flutter in the sky.

In the surrounding snow forest, there is a faint sound echoing in it, which seems to be accompaniment to the sound of the zheng.

The disciples of the entire Shinto Sect rushed out of their residences one after another, gathered in front of the boxing tower, and looked up at the boxing tower in shock.

They all thought the sound was coming from inside the tower.

The old man Mo Huangchan also came out, standing beside Chu Yan, holding her arm, this weak and beautiful woman, already staggering, relying on the support of others to stand firm.

And all her thoughts were integrated into it, as if she saw her lover brother again.

Finally, the rousing music comes to a gradual end.

From the loud sound of the zither to the soft and ethereal again, as if muttering to a lover.

After a moment, the silence faded away, and only the sound of wind remained.

Chu Yan stood below, a faint smile appeared on her face, and then her eyes darkened, and she collapsed directly to the ground.

"Hello, oh, yes. ”

Mo Huangchan picked up Chu Yan angrily and yelled at the people around him: "Spread around, try to find someone who plays the guzheng." ”

After speaking, he turned around and galloped towards the small building in the distance.

On the top of the boxing tower, Xiao Qi silently put away the phoenix tail Jiao, and looked at Chu Yan who was taken away in the distance, with a smile on his face.

Although she fainted again, her body was already exuding vitality.

Suddenly, Xiao Qi turned his head to look in the direction of Mo Yan's bedroom, there, behind the window, Mo Yan had successfully realized the law and woke up.

She seemed to have heard the tune, and at this time, she had a gentle smile on her face. '