Changsheng really didn't know what kind of material was used for the strings of this instrument, let alone the characteristics of that material, but as a person who stroked the qin, he gradually felt that this instrument had really been tampered with when he played.

As time passed, the strings that had been extremely tough became tighter and tighter, and Changsheng had a feeling that it would suddenly break in the next second. However, this performance had already begun, and naturally it was impossible to stop halfway, and Changsheng was still calmly playing with the strings, but a dark color crossed his eyes.

He could guess who was doing it, and he didn't even have to guess at all, because it was clearly from Bo Qing's handwriting. He has an old grudge against Bo Qing, and this piano was sent by Bo Qing, and he was not stupid enough not to suspect Bo Qing and suspect Huo Shangming who sent the piano.

Changsheng originally thought that Bo Qing wanted to test him with this qin, but it turned out that he thought Bo Qing too simply. Bo Qing sent the qin not to test him for anything, but to prevent him from becoming famous in the Three Thousand Worlds.

Since he could think of using the centennial ceremony of the Xiaoqian World to increase his influence, making Qiong Yuzong value himself more and more, Bo Qing could certainly think of this. Bo Qing sent someone to give him a piano that he had manipulated, just to make today's performance end in failure. For if his strings break while playing, the world will only remember his failure to play today, and the fame he built up in the past will be lost in one day.

If that really happened, Qiong Yuzong would never give up a monk who was about to break through the Yuan Infant Realm for the sake of an unknown person. It's just that what Changsheng can't figure out is that Bo Qing can't know that he is practicing "Complex Music Technique", even if he can finish the song without using the piano, what is the point of Bo Qing doing this?

Changsheng didn't have the heart to continue thinking about it, he casually curled his thin lips and showed a nonchalant smile. There was a little spiritual power wrapped around his pale fingers, and the strength of the fingertips that hooked the strings seemed to slowly increase. The desolate music of the cliff top gradually revealed a bit of heaviness, like a brief depression before a storm descended.

"This kid ......" Jiang Jue looked at Changsheng's slender fingers pressed on the strings, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of unknown meaning, and the lazy tail note was drowned out in the music.

The seven strings were about to break, and instead of slowing down the plucking of the strings, Changsheng sped up the movement of his fingertips even more. The sound of the piano like a storm swept by the wind instantly overflowed from the high platform, and in a few moments it spread throughout the entire three thousand worlds. The broken hair in front of Changsheng's forehead slipped slightly, and the pitch-black broken hair half-covered his peach blossom eyes, and also covered his dangerous eyes at the moment.

"Boom-" When the song became faster and faster, Changsheng's fingertips jerked, and all seven strings suddenly shattered. Since the string is destined to break, it is better for him to decide when the string will break than to unrealistically expect it to break later.

Today, it was his immortal hand who destroyed the strings, not the strings that destroyed him. The moment the strings broke, Changsheng ran the "Complex Sound Jue" to simulate the sound of thunder, and he wanted to use the thunder to cover up the sound of the strings breaking. Next, he plans to use the "Traditional Music Formula" to play the next piece, although the effect of playing the music with his own hands is not as good as that of touching the piano himself, but after all, it will not be too different.

"Boom—" The deafening sound of thunder exploded in the air, coinciding with the sound of the strings cracking, completely masking it out. The dull atmosphere that had been stagnant for a long time was also torn to pieces by this thunder for a while, and Changsheng frowned almost invisibly after hearing the thunder.

He didn't put a lot of spiritual power into simulating thunder, but the thunder was far louder than he expected, and it sounded like two thunders were completely overlapping.

Everyone couldn't detect the immortal's doubts, they didn't even see that the strings were broken, and now they were all watching the sudden fall of thunder. I saw that the dazzling white thunder smashed down on the high platform, and before the world could react, it had already shrouded the immortal who was sitting firmly on the high platform.

And when the thunder dissipated, Changsheng was unharmed, and the only thing that changed on the high platform was the broken string. The thunder didn't split the tables and chairs, nor did it hurt the immortals, it just shattered the jade silk and turned into seven strings.

Changsheng looked at the seven thunder strings on the piano, the plan he had planned before was useless under these strings. After Changsheng saw the strings, he raised his hand without hesitation and continued to play the music, even though the strings were thunderous, his movements were still calm.

It's not that Changsheng doesn't bother with the strings, it's just that there is no time for him to think slowly, and the most important thing is to finish this piece. He didn't know who had left him unharmed under the thunder and why that person had turned the thunder into strings, but he knew very well that that person's strength was much stronger than him, who had just entered the Golden Pill Realm.

The moment the thunder faded, the sound of the piano naturally picked up, and Changsheng's expression made people feel that the thunder was originally part of the song. Everyone suppressed the doubt and shock in their hearts, and their hearts were attracted by the stormy sound of the piano, and they were unconsciously immersed in this sudden storm.

"It's him...... It turned out to be him......" Du Qiuliang on the high platform on the right muttered in a low voice, and his voice was full of unwillingness. The world doesn't know who played this song, so they don't care about the thunder just now, but Du Qiuliang can't help it.

It is impossible for the thunder just now to fall naturally, how can the thunder that falls naturally make people unharmed? How can it be so obediently turned into strings? All this is clearly the work of the general, and only the general can easily control the thunder in the sky. Du Qiuliang raised his head and looked around the top of the cliff again, but no matter how many times he looked at it, he couldn't find the figure of the general.

Why? Why did Jiang Jue do this for immortality? Jiang Jue is notoriously unruly and untamed, his thunder has always been accompanied only by blood and dust, how could that irascible thunder ever be so gentle?

Changsheng didn't hear Du Qiuliang's whispering, but Di Que, who was sitting in front of him, heard it clearly. Emperor Que glanced at Du Qiuliang, but his narrow phoenix eyes did not fluctuate for a moment. After listening to Du Qiuliang's previous song full of worship, Emperor Que knew that Du Qiuliang was not the person who played the drunken song at the beginning, nor was he the person who chatted with him with a spirit card at the beginning.

A guy who is crazy about chasing the general can't play such an arrogant tune or say such calm words. But if it wasn't Du Qiuliang who was chatting with him at the beginning, who would that person be? Could it be Changsheng who is now stroking the qin on the high platform? After all, Changsheng's music style is too similar to the song in the previous jade slip, and Changsheng's arrogant character of breaking the strings with his own hands is also too similar to the person who left a message on the spirit card.

Thinking of this, Di Que frowned and stared at the immortal in front of him, and the sound of music that was a little more violent than thunder still lingered in his ears. Today's qin music swept away the vicissitudes and sadness of the past, and it was more like struggling out of the sea of blood in the sword mountain, and the sound of the piano seemed to be invincible wherever it passed.

Emperor Que knew what Changsheng was expressing with this song. He first depicts the desolation of being alone now, but calmly tells a fact. That fact is: even if the country is ruined, as long as the long sword is still in hand, the general will be able to step over the white bones.

If he doesn't want to die, then no one can let him die. The reason why this song is called "Not Dead" is nothing more than to say - even if my life is dying, I am still not dead!

No wonder the general will never take a fancy to this kid. Emperor Que didn't look at Jiang Jue, but he could feel the irrepressible aura of aggression around Jiang Jue. Anyone who hears such a song that completely expresses their hearts will be more or less moved, not to mention that they will already have a vivid heart.

"Thunder is the string...... Such strings are three points sharper than a sword. Emperor Que said meaningfully, and there seemed to be a mockery in his voice. The general who was not far away did not refute anything, because what Emperor Que said was the truth.

Jiang Jue can also understand the deep meaning implied in Di Que's words. The long sword in his hand was extremely sharp, but the moment he turned the thunder into strings, the sharpest thing in the world was not his sword, but the strings of the fingertips of immortality. Even if Changsheng didn't use some thunder strings, he could easily cut through his so-called iron heart.

In fact, as early as when the sky was dark, the thunder roar had been forbidden to roar, in case these thunders disrupted Changsheng's performance. The subsequent thunder was also controlled by him, and he originally planned to use thunder to help Changsheng cover up the sudden breakage of the strings, but after the thunder sounded, he found out that Changsheng was simulating thunder with "Complex Sound Jue" at the same time.

Except for the general and immortal, I'm afraid no one knows that it was not one thunder that sounded at that time, but two. As for the Thunder Strings, it is not a charcoal in the snow, at most it is just the icing on the cake.

Shojue knew very well that even without himself, Changsheng would be able to deal with the broken strings calmly. He even felt that Changsheng didn't need the strings of thunder at all, because Changsheng was also afraid of trouble, and this sudden thunder and thunder strings were really difficult to explain, and this guy was afraid that he was having a headache because of this.

Jiang Jue thought about it and laughed in a low voice, and Di Que glanced at Jiang Jue lightly after hearing the laughter. Although the current general looks lazy and uninhibited, Di Que feels that he is more dangerous than ever. 166 Reading Network