In the guqin room, Han Feixue opened her mouth wide.

She said it casually, but she didn't expect Huang Xiaotian to grope with his eyes closed.

Her head hit the piano stand and made a muffled sound, which made her smile from ear to ear, and the unhappiness in her heart vanished.

But what surprised her was not that this little junior brother was dumbfounded, but that the piano stand in this guqin room seemed to be a real thing, and its essence was transformed by the spirit array, not to mention that she had no intention of hitting her head on it, even if the person who begged for death hit it, it would not necessarily loosen, and this dull little junior brother actually used his head to knock out a guqin?

A ball of light fell into Huang Xiaotian's hand, and the moment it touched his palm, it turned into a guqin.

Paulownia wood, chestnut shell color paint cover with black lacquer, vermilion lacquer repair, pure antler gray tire, hair snake belly between the cow hair broken lines.

Overall length 120 cm, shoulder width 20.5 cm, tail width 13.4 cm, thickness 5 cm, base thickness 1 cm.

The back of the piano is made of a round dragon pond, the diameter is 7.6 centimeters, the oblate phoenix swamp is 12 centimeters long, 1.2 meters wide, and the dragon pond is engraved with the four characters of Xu Xingcao "the sound of the great sage".

"The giant gully welcomes autumn, and the cold river prints the moon. Ten thousand sounds are long, and the lonely tung is cracked"

Huang Xiaotian held the piano in both hands and muttered softly.

"The Great Sage's Voice, the Great Sage's Voice!"

He was emotional, of course he knew that this famous qin was the first batch of palace pianos made by Emperor Li Heng after his accession to the throne, and the whole presented a simple atmosphere, dark red paulownia wood.

The shape is rich and beautiful, the lacquer color is bright and ancient, the broken lines are hidden like a fake, the inscription is fine and vivid, the gold emblem and jade are magnificent, and the extraordinary piano can reach.

"Why, there will be something consistent with the civilization of the earth?" Huang Xiaotian had a question in his heart, according to normal reasoning, different worlds will have different products, language, currency, and customs.

"Is there a connection, or is it just an accident?" he muttered.

Since he came to this world, he has doubts in his heart, and too many things have changed his cognition.

People can fly, and so can chickens...... Food.

"What kind of piano is this?" Han Feixue stepped forward and asked curiously.

Looking at it from a distance, this piano is shrouded, exuding a faint aroma, and then take a closer look, simple and plain.

"This piano is extraordinary, it must be something left by the powerful in ancient times!" Han Feixue's chest rose and fell, and he said excitedly.

Being able to be born on its own is not ordinary.

Huang Xiaotian looked at Han Feixue's chest, his eyes aimed at the place where he shouldn't be, and his mouth was dry.

"It's really not small!" Huang Xiaotian sighed in his heart.

He really regretted coming to the Qinyin Hall, how would he live in the future, entering such a pink cave.

"Isn't this messing with my Dao heart!" he said secretly in his heart, with a look of grievance, and he looked like a monk on TV, and after holding back for a long time, he came out with such a sentence.

It's just that Han Feixue didn't understand what the other party meant, messing up?

"Everything that is extraordinary is also mine!" Huang Xiaotian glanced at him, really worried that this little girl in front of him would snatch his piano, if this piano was brought back to Earth, it would definitely ...... Valuable.

"......" Han Feixue clenched her silver teeth and was speechless with anger.

After choosing the guqin, the two went to the third floor of the Wanqin Pavilion, which was full of music scores.

It's a bit of a modern library.

"Wow~"

Han Feixue held a large number of music scores, enough to have more than 30 copies, and put them in front of Huang Xiaotian.

"These are the scores assessed by the purple-clothed disciples, you must memorize them within seven days, otherwise the later ones will be more difficult, if you can't finish these, just give up!" Han Feixue said.

With a smile on her lips, the assessment of the purple-clothed disciple was not so difficult, but she had a whim and brought more than a dozen songs, wanting to scare Huang Xiaotian.

"What is this!" Huang Xiaotian jumped high, turned around and was about to run.

When he was in school, he was interested in a lot, but he was very embarrassed about memorizing books, knowing that the assessment was like this, he wouldn't do it if he was killed.

"You come back to me!"

Han Feixue shook her hand, and Sleepy Xianling flew out and brought Huang Xiaotian back.

"Don't want to go, these are really the basics, you take them back and memorize them well, after seven days, I will take the test for you, if you don't pass, you will definitely lose this competition, just give up!" Han Feixue had a helpless expression, she didn't know why, she fell in love with watching Huang Xiaotian eat deflated.

"For my white-clothed disciple, for my Jiaxuan, I fought hard!" Huang Xiaotian gritted his teeth and said.

"What Xuan?" asked Han Feixue suspiciously.

She can understand the white-clothed disciple, but she doesn't understand the Jiaxuan sentence in the back, and the Qinyin Hall has not promised any Jiaxuan.

"You don't understand, that's Bai Yueguang!"

"What kind of mess?" Han Feixue didn't bother to pay attention to it, so she sent him to the place where the disciple was staying.

Han Feixue deliberately made things difficult for the other party, although these scores belonged to the entry level, but no one gave them guidance, it was impossible to learn them, she was waiting for Huang Xiaotian to take the initiative to ask for help, so that she would not be led away by the other party.

The residences of the female disciples and the male disciples are far apart, probably because they have considered some things and are afraid that something will happen.

Huang Xiaotian sent Han Feixue away, couldn't wait to close the doors and windows, and took out the Great Sage's last words from the space ring, just now in front of his senior sister, he was embarrassed to do this, and now that there was no one around, he held the guqin and began to look.

"Good piano, good piano!"

In fact, although Huang Xiaotian has some understanding, he is just a mortal after all, and wherever he knows how to appreciate, he is learning from the appearance of a master on TV, and he looks like he loves money.

"The Great Sage's Legacy ......"

Slender fingers, rubbing against the body.

The right hand plucked the strings lightly, and there was a soft sound, like a phoenix, and the heart was ethereal.

Although Huang Xiaotian doesn't know much about the guqin, the sound of the great sage in front of him is full of broken lines on the snake's belly, thin broken lines in the middle, and broken ice lines on his forehead.

"It seems to be fate......

"Dingding......

The guqin sounded softly, and Huang Xiaotian's fingers moved smartly, plucking back and forth on the strings.

The score for "Jingle Bells" came to his mind, and this time he was more skillful than the first time he stepped on it.

Cheerful notes flutter, but mixed with sad emotions, make people sound quite awkward.

"Hum~"

Huang Xiaotian pressed the strings with both hands and stopped playing.

The sound stopped abruptly, the room was silent, his brow furrowed, he didn't understand music, but he could understand it.

"Why so sad?"

He carefully examined the sound of the Great Sage, the dark red body.

Perhaps, the guqin is not suitable for playing such a cheerful tune.

He flipped through his phone and deliberately found some old-fashioned and pathetic songs.

"That's you!"

Huang Xiaotian's eyes lit up, it was originally a very popular song in the world, created by Jay Chou - "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold".

After a brief glance at the score, he flicked his fingers.

"The sound of prosperity, escaping into the empty door, tormenting the world; dreams are cold, tossing and turning, and a few love debts, such as your acquiescence, life and death withered, withered and waiting for a circle, and another circle of annual rings!"

Huang Xiaotian sang softly, asking himself if he was not as good as the original song, the tone was slightly deviated, and the accompaniment was replaced by the guqin instead of the piano, lacking many elements, but the pathos was completely rendered.

Floating out of this small cabin, Huang Xiaotian didn't notice that the body of the Great Sage's relics emitted a faint halo.

The sound is not loud, but it tosses and turns the entire piano sound hall.

"Let me wait a little longer, history will turn around, wait for the wine to be mellow, and wait for you to play a guzheng!"

"It's raining, the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep, I heard that you are always alone!"

"Fireworks are easy to cold, personnel are easy to divide, and you are asking, am I still serious?

Huang Xiaotian burst into tears, his thoughts were brought to his college years, and he remembered his girlfriend Han Jiaxuan, every bit of what happened to the two, every thing or thing, can remind the past.

There are good things and there are regrets.

It's just that he didn't know that a transparent creature in the air, tears raining down, staring at him in a daze.

It was a wonderful woman, with an ethereal appearance, not stained with a trace of red dust, but the spirit of the great sage's relic!

"Who is it? What a mournful song!" A female disciple had tears in her eyes, thinking of the Taoist couple who had broken up.

Wang Yue, the hall master of the Qinyin Palace, had scarlet eyes, she didn't pay attention to who played this tune, and fell into endless thoughts, on this day, the Qinyin Hall was shrouded in a sad atmosphere.