Chapter 43: Hearing the Sound of the Piano

The Ghost Sect occupies a large stretch of mountain range, and the cultivators are nothing more than the wealth and wealth of the law, which refers to the blessed land of the spiritual mountain, which is abundant in spiritual energy, and natural cultivation is also twice the result with half the effort.

Xu Wei Guanzhi, such a large mountain range, you have to be a mountain god above the seventh grade to fully control it, this place does not have to be in Baiyang County, it is closer to the center of Great Xia, and even the sects of cultivation have it.

After repeatedly admonishing Bai Impermanence, Xu Wei also got a brief map from Zhu Mang's hand, which was the three states in the northwest, and some official roads were marked on them.

The map is about 3,700 miles away, without the blessing of the mountain god seal, with Xu Wei's own strength and understanding of the art of terrain, with the help of the earth's constantly wandering leyline qi to increase the speed, it takes three or four days to rush every day and night.

Detached from the foundation of Baiyun Mountain, Xu Wei is still a little unaccustomed, in this foreign country, his methods are only comparable to the cultivators of the Taoist realm, not to mention that there are countless strange people and strange things in the world, and there are great things to restrain him, so it is better to return as soon as possible.

Countless earthy yellow Xuanguang leyline qi kept emerging in Xu Wei's eyes, fortunately, Xu Wei himself is a god, Taoist priests do not need to worry about lack of physical strength, the only way to urge the earth to practice is also to consume the power of the mind, but it is not a problem to insist on a few days Taoist priests, countless powerful people A big battle is calculated according to the sun and the moon, and the comparison of cultivators is different from mortals.

Three days later, Xu Wei has come to the boundary of Qingzhou, less than a hundred miles away from Yong'an Mansion, the Taoist priest sent a sigh of relief, this time he does not need to come out of the ground every once in a while to see the location, he can already feel the direction of Baiyun Mountain, Baiyun Mountain Divine Seal also revealed a cheering joy.

Xu Wei simply puffed up, endured the tiredness of his mind, and continued to move in the direction of Baiyun Mountain, just thinking about returning to the Baiyun Mountain Divine Domain, and he must have a good sleep.

Halfway through, he was attracted by a piano sound, which moistened Xu Wei's heart like a clear spring, and even the power of his mind was restored a lot.

The person who plays the piano has a profound meaning, and the artistic conception of the sky and the earth is far away, and the artistic conception of the mountains and rivers is vividly expressed, and he is like a god overlooking the earth, watching the ups and downs and changes of the world.

Xu Wei had some idea of making friends in his heart, his way was too lonely, and Shinto was originally a lofty existence, which was very consistent with the state of mind of the person who played the piano.

In a pine forest, the pine leaves are withered and yellow, and a gust of wind blows and scatters all over the ground, during which snakes, insects, birds and beasts are quietly prostrate on the ground, listening to the sound of the piano, and dare not move.

There were still five hundred meters away, Xu Wei emerged from the ground, his whole body was full of divine light in his body, wearing a white jade hair crown, wearing a white brocade robe, and the mountain god seal on his chest turned into a jade jue, wearing it in front.

With empty hands, Xu Wei slowly walked forward step by step, closed his eyes, and quietly listened to the sound of the piano, and this step by step, he naturally avoided all the obstacles, and not a single fallen leaf on his body was not contaminated.

The sound of the piano is getting closer, but the artistic conception is abrupt, between the heaven and the earth, the four swords and soldiers, the bloody qi crosses the sky, the whole sky is dyed red, and the earth is full of corpses, broken sword ruins.

Countless soldiers were vicious and shook the sky, holding sharp blades towards Xu Wei, as if they were going to behead Xu Wei and sacrifice to the sky, and the sharp killing spirit blew Xu Wei's brocade robe to the ground, and the exposed skin naturally reacted.

Xu Wei's footsteps naturally stopped, but there was no movement, the sound of the piano finally stopped, his eyes also opened, and he looked ahead.

An open space was artificially carved out, and there was a stone platform in it.

One is dressed in a white Tianxiang silk robe, with an ink-colored gold ribbon tied around his waist, with long sideburns like clouds, and a pair of indifferent moon eyes.

is looking at Xu Wei, I can't see the joy and sorrow, it is a young man who looks like Pan An, one left and one right, on the left is followed by an old dragon clock, holding a dust, an old man in a gossip brocade robe, and on the right is a blue robe, with a sword at the waist, a tall figure, and a great young man with a bad face.

The old man has been smiling, and his attitude is approachable.

"Xu Wei, a person from Baiyang County, Qingzhou, traveled here, and when he heard good news, he came looking for his way, but he was abrupt. Xu Wei stretched out his hand to salute and said loudly.

"Shizi, since you are destined to be a person, you should also make friends. The old man smiled and stepped forward, and gave Xu Wei a kind look.

The white-robed young man, with red lips and white teeth, and a face like white jade, did not speak, frowned slightly, and fell into thought.

The fierce young man stepped forward half a step first, drew his sword halfway, and shouted: "The little scholar dares to come and disturb my master's Yaxing." He was angry, and as soon as the brocade-robed young man spoke, Xu Wei had no doubt that the ordinary sword would make close contact with his neck.

"I wish you to step aside. The young man spoke, as clear as a clear spring, "In a small place like Baiyang County, there can be such a masterpiece as you." ”

Xu Wei smiled and said nothing, did not answer, although his divine light was in his body, he seemed to be no different from ordinary people, but to be able to come here, this young man could see that he was not simple and not surprised.

He was quite curious about the young man, and without the skill of sealing the gods, Xu Wei could sense that this person was definitely lucky, and his status was all extraordinary, but he was embarrassed to watch others in person.

"Do you understand my piano?" asked the brocade-robed boy tentatively and curiously.

"I understand a thing or two. Xu Wei answered truthfully, stretched out a hand, one pointing to the sky, the other pointing to the ground, his face was straight, and there was no wave.

Seeing this, the young man's face changed greatly, and he said, "Not to mention one or two, Mr. is inevitably too modest." ”

The old man and the young man didn't understand that Xu Wei was just a simple gesture, which could make their master's face change so much, they could understand that the sound of the piano was very good, but they didn't understand the mind of the person who played the piano, and it was difficult to find a bosom friend since ancient times.

One finger to the sky, the other hand only to the earth, in the previous life there was a venerable named Rulai, such a move, known as the heaven and the earth, only me, the real and domineering.

Xu Wei practiced the way of God, which was to treat all living beings as shepherds, to move the qi, to raise the body, over time, naturally gave birth to this mentality, he originally wanted to test it, after all, the same sound of the piano different people will hear different feelings, but I didn't expect the result of the test to make Xu Wei a little surprised.

A person can play such a piano sound, his ambition is self-evident, when it is the ninth five, only this humane emperor can overlook all beings, comparable to the domineering of Shinto.

"It's also my luck to see each other today, and I still need to hurry, so I'll take a step to say goodbye. Xu Wei clenched his fists and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait, why is you so anxious, sir, why don't you have a glass of wine here. ”

As soon as the old man's long sleeves waved, the phoenix tail on the stone table disappeared, and there were two more white jade wine glasses and a pot of fine wine.

Xu Wei took three steps forward, smiled uninhibitedly, poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all, and said: "Sure enough, the wine is good, thank you for your hospitality, but I should also leave today, and I guess I won't be able to leave if I don't leave." ”

His words were still unfinished, implying that he guessed the young man's heart, and the young man would not be able to tolerate him, after all, Great Xia was in its heyday, as long as Xu Wei revealed his identity, it would inevitably be a bloody storm.

This time, the young man had no intention of stopping him, and watched Xu Wei's back disappear into the pine forest.

"Miss, this man is so rude, why don't you let me stop and teach me a lesson. Zhu You is particularly unaccustomed to seeing Xu Wei, especially when he sees that the young man's face is huge towards him, you must know that the young man has always been light, and Mount Tai collapsed and did not change his color.

Miss!

Such a handsome boy, how can he be a boy, such a beautiful girl is naturally a cute girl.

"Brother Zhuyou, when you go out, you still call me the son. The girl whispered, without any emotion, she was born extraordinary, and she had never met anyone who could see her heart.

She also composed this piano herself, and talked about it a few times, everyone who heard it was amazed, but no one heard her heart, Xu Wei was the first person, at that moment as Xu Wei said, she really had a killing machine in her heart.

King Wu's martial arts cultivation is unparalleled in the world, she is the only concubine of King Wu, she is as bright as the moon when she was born, and her martial arts cultivation is also unfathomable, even King Wu doesn't know what this little daughter thinks in her heart.

King Wu is one of the four kings of the opposite sex in Daxia, born is also ordinary, martial arts qualifications are amazing, a martial arts supernatural power is ancient and modern, but also broke the martial arts practitioners who live less than two hundred years old, cultivation is even more in the realm of supernatural powers, from the founding of the country to the present, originally if King Wu died, the Nuoda Wuwang Mansion will slowly disappear, but the concubine suddenly did not know which woman was born, as soon as she was born, it means that there is a next generation, the incense will be endless, this time it is even more suffered from the countless guns and arrows of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The birds are exhausted, the good bow is hidden, and Daxia doesn't want to have one more king of the opposite sex in the territory, and when he goes, the martial arts cultivator is a person who tops the sky, there are no descendants, Shou Yuan will be exhausted, naturally I am good everyone, now I have broken through the limit inexplicably, Shou Yuan has increased greatly, and there is one more descendant, although it is just a woman, but recruiting a son-in-law is not a simple thing.

Wu Mingkong, the name of the girl, is twenty-eight years old, cardamom in her prime, with a peerless demeanor, but suddenly appeared in such a remote place in the three northwestern states.

The people of Daxia know that the northwest is barren, and it was also opened up by the Marquis of Dingbei, far away from the political center of Daxia, and lived in a couple, the so-called outstanding people, and there are very few talents who come out, and suddenly the three words of Baiyang County fell in Wu Mingkong's heart.

"Planter, look which direction we're going next. ”

"The whereabouts of the Mo Xingdao people are uncertain, and according to the news from the secret agent, it should be the purpose of Dingbei Hou Mansion. The old man, known as the seed master, said with a serious face.

"What a good ink line, took us around in a circle. ”

Wu Mingkong's mouth was full of murderous energy, if that ink line fell into his hands, he would definitely not die well.

They have been chasing Na Mo Xing for a month, and they must know that it is almost winter at this moment, the weather is cold, and it is indeed difficult to sleep in the open every day.