The next day, Hayama went to bed early, but he didn't go directly to the Seven Strings Hall; When I was in the Seven Strings Hall before, because I discovered the existence of Feng Yu, although it was a feeling, I was still examined by the Wind Spirit Princess.

"It's still the same as before"

Ye Shan packed up early, went to Mingfeng Academy, and slowly sat down in the intensive classroom.

"Qingruo, are you also in this piano path intensive class?" At this time, Ye Shan was thinking about going to the Seven Strings Hall in the afternoon, and his mood was when he was excited, and when he saw Qingruo, he was surprised, but he also took the initiative to say hello.

"Hayama Childe, what a coincidence!" , Qingruo, looked at Ye Shan who was sitting in the seat, and couldn't help but look surprised on his face.

"I heard before that in the beginner class, there are two piano wizards who entered the intensive class, but I didn't expect you to be one of them."

Qingruo, looking at Ye Shan, with short black hair, a weak body, a beautiful face, and some white skin, but it is unexpectedly attractive, and after several experiences, I can't help but have a lot of curiosity about Ye Shan.

"Haha...", Hayama couldn't help but disturb his head when he heard it.

As time slowly passed, Liushuang entered the class with his own unique piano; And the eldest princess of the wind spirit is nowhere to be seen.

Although the intensive class is much more demanding than the beginner class, it is difficult for Hayama.

Time passed slowly, but it was already noon in a blink of an eye, Ye Shan looked at it almost, and couldn't help but leave directly, and when he left, Liushuang couldn't help but look at him in surprise.

Hayama, leaving the Mingfeng Academy, holding the token, passed through various inspections all the way, and finally got out of the carriage and stood in front of the Seven Strings Hall.

Hayama opened the door of the hall and slowly stepped into it, standing in front of the lyre that was placed again, and the surroundings were unusually quiet.

Only from time to time, it seems that the wind blows, and the sound of the instruments on the rack occurs from time to time.

Hayama looked at everything, and it seemed that a lot of things had been figured out.

"No wonder, Princess Fengling, is not afraid of outsiders entering this hall and taking away the holy weapon, because the so-called holy weapon is the phoenix feather in the hall that cannot be detected at all, and this feather is basically intangible and substantial, and has its own spirituality and even consciousness."

"And the many musical instruments placed around, even the so-called imitation of the lyre in front of you, are all empty shells, and none of them are real holy weapons."

"However, even if someone notices that this music hall is extraordinary, they probably think that there is a genuine holy artifact here, but even if someone steals it, it is only an empty shell."

"Only like myself, because the grotesque notes recorded the traces of contact, can I discover the existence of this phoenix feather, maybe it is the wind spirit princess herself, and I don't necessarily know that there is a phoenix feather here."

Hayama thought about it, but he didn't immediately go to see the lyre playing; Instead, he looked at the painting on the front wall, which was the ancestor of the Feng family of the Fengming Kingdom in ancient times, and the legendary picture scroll of playing music to attract the phoenix.

Ye Shan looked at the phoenix carefully, vivid, extremely expressive.

"The phoenix on this painting should be the true face of the ancestors of the Feng family at that time; Maybe this painting is not the original, but even if it is a replica, it is enough for me"

After thinking about it, Hayama looked at the phoenix on the painting, observed it carefully, and finally closed his eyes, entered his mind, opened the grotesque notes, and turned to the second page.

Ye Shan touched the traces of the phoenix's feathers, and in the blink of an eye, the traces turned into a simple and revealing a trace of desolate feathers tattooed with feathers, and a phoenix chirped in his spirit.

"Aang.."

According to the appearance of the one in the temple, Hayama began to paint, and the pen fell on the blank space of the second page.

As he continued to sketch more and more, Hayama seemed to see a mythical and legendary phoenix in front of his eyes.

After the last stroke, the phoenix took shape and appeared vividly on the second page, and the pen in his hand disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Success or failure is in one fell swoop", Ye Shan finished drawing, looking at the phoenix painted on the second page, and every stroke of the phoenix drawn was lit, as if, a bright light swept from the top to bottom of the phoenix.

Eventually, a strange feeling rose from the spirit of Hayama.

Joyful, proud, clean, lazy, even lethargic, simple and playful, all of a sudden, an inexplicable feeling constantly came from the heart, as if he had become a person.

"This is the look and appearance of that phoenix", Ye Shan continued to gradually enter the role with this feeling.

People become arrogant, lazy, and even naïve and romantic; and exceedingly rejoicing in all the music of the world.

Hayama woke up from his trance, but the feeling of the phoenix still did not change into his expression.

"I am it, is it me, the imitation of the phoenix begins"

Hayama muttered to himself, he was very clear about his situation, and he had to wait for time to slow over and the imitation process was over.

Ye Shan walked along, his eyes revealed an extraordinary arrogance, but every action was also elegant to the extreme.

Sitting in front of the lyre, a screen of gods, a hand stroked the strings, played a note, listened, couldn't help but click.

Looking at the surrounding piano-nest-like buildings, I couldn't help but show a trace of disdain and fun on my face.

"It seems that the phoenix himself will not like such architectural wonders, people are just self-imagining, and the phoenix feathers are just fun."

Ye Shan thought about it, and couldn't help but understand more the idea of the invisible phoenix feathers in the hall.

Playing the music again, but it immediately entered the immersive music, with the continuous playing, the original own tune, but slowly revealed the original phoenix feather owner's own expression.

Moreover, the resonance of the surrounding instruments is becoming more and more harmonious, and there is no noise from yesterday.

But what Hayama didn't know was that the phoenix feathers passed through the lyre, lingering in it, as if looking at Hayama, very curious about Hayama's demeanor, as if feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

But immediately left immediately, and the longer I stayed, the longer I stayed, in the space that Hayama couldn't see, I kept circling around Hayama curiously, looking around.

Eventually, a song was played, and many instruments slowly died at the same time.

Hayama stopped and came back to his senses.

"Bang Bang Bang"

"I can't imagine that I haven't seen him for a day, and Hayama has actually grown so much in his piano skills, which is really impressive to Princess Ben"

With crisp applause, the eldest princess of the wind spirit took an old man and entered the seven-string hall.

"Celestial Princess", Hayama got up and saluted.

Princess Wind Spirit looked at him and smiled; didn't say much, as early as after Hayama entered, she immediately arrived outside the hall, and in Hayama's every move inside, the eldest princess of the wind spirit was clear.

Seeing that Hayama didn't have strange movements, and that he played very well, he made a lot of progress compared to yesterday, so he showed up.

"In the future, you need to play from time to time to entertain the nest; What do you want, have you thought of it?"

"Yes, at least what is needed, I haven't thought about it for the time being, but I don't feel troublesome about playing in the seven-string hall every day, but I enjoy it, and the eldest princess is willing to let me play the piano in the seven-string hall from time to time."

"Oh"

After Ye Shan finished speaking, Feng Ling couldn't help but glance at Ye Shan and continued.

"Well, that's fine."

"Speaking of which, Liushuang is a little lazy compared to you! I'll look for him when I turn around, hum"

After hearing this, Ye Shan couldn't help but understand.This Liushuang and the Wind Spirit Princess should be familiar with each other, and they are very close.

looked at the old man on the side of the wind spirit, observed the other party's demeanor and momentum, his fingers were thick, and he was like a pond abyss, and immediately understood that the other party was a master of martial arts.

After a few small talks, Hayama immediately said goodbye and left.

After Ye Shan left, the eldest princess of the wind spirit, standing in the position where Ye Shan had just entered the Seven Strings Hall, looked at the paintings on the wall, and said indifferently.

"Jiugong, how do you feel about this person?"

"According to the intelligence, Ye Shan, the third son of the Ye family, the tendons and dantian are destroyed, the blood is useless, the road of martial arts is cut off, and he is a mortal all his life, he is standing here, looking at the painting, maybe just thinking, like the ancestors of the Feng family, he will study and explore in the Qin Dao all the way, and reach a higher realm of the Qin Dao."

"The higher realm of the piano, perhaps, but born in the General's Mansion, a wealthy family known for its combat power, it is definitely a great pain to cut off the martial arts, but I have never felt a sense of despair in his piano, and even the feeling of pain is gone today."

"This, how is it possible, if this is the case, then what he was looking at here before was definitely not the ancestor of the Feng family, but...",

Jiu Gong couldn't help but be surprised, and looked at it again, the painting on the wall, from the attention of the ancestor of the Feng family, turned to the phoenix parked on the big tree.

"That's right, he has been looking at the phoenix just now", the eldest princess of the wind spirit, after thinking about it, she couldn't help but show a smile and continued.

"This Hayama is interesting, isn't it, Kuko"

"Indeed", the old man Jiugong, touched his beard, looked at the painting, and nodded involuntarily.