Such a casual score is called berserk, but her phoenix song is gentle and elegant. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info one is yang and one is yin, and the other seems to be bohemian. Zhao Yunwei probably memorized the score and closed her eyes.

A piece of piano sound starts from the mourning, the mourning of this piano sound can not be described in words, this is the charm of the words in the song: cold pilgrims, the plum side of the pearl and jade. Yaoqin was drunk and danced red, and there was no way to find last night. Liuxia Pavilion, break one for Junsi. Jiangnan blue moon under the dream of tears. Step on the snow front and compete for the world's white bones. Looking for Meli, Jin Gerong is half tired. There are times when the book business is angry, and the iron horse is boyish. You don't need a piece of jade dragon platform, you just want to be born in the future.

This is a word filled in the blue air, and it is engraved on Feng Mingqin. Whenever Zhao Yunwei plays this song, she will silently recite this word in her heart. Zhao Yunwei is already familiar with it, but he has never read it, but every time he reads it, he has a feeling of confusion, he feels that the master is very tired, he feels that the master wants to break free from the shackles and yearn for freedom, so although this piece is indifferent and elegant, it lacks a sense of masculinity and wildness. If you don't have the wild sound and the internal force, you will be shackled. Where does the confusion come from, and where does the restraint come from? Master has lived in seclusion in the Blue Sky Mountain for at least 20 years. Looking at the grass in front of the cave every day, watching the sunset on the mountain, taking off the vulgarity of the mortal world, how to be bound, how to lack freedom. This is something that Zhao Yunwei has always been unable to understand, in fact, Zhao Yunfeng does not understand either, and he also has this word on his jade flute. But the blue sky can, but Zhao Yunwei can't.

Only a perfect piece can be a peace of mind and a fusion of the world. The phoenix song is not perfect, and the magic sound is not perfect. But if you combine the two into one, it will be the most perfect piece in the world. But how can the two complete pieces be together? There is also a word on the Lai Mo Yin: accompanied by a long sword, shuttling through the rivers and lakes, watching grievances and hatreds. Walking the avenue of heaven and earth, magnificent scholars, 3,000 Tibetan recitations. In the bamboo forest, the wind is gentle and dances with the lonely moon. Retreat to the world, why sigh fate. A sword wants to cut the galaxy, no one decides right or wrong, reminiscing about youth and frivolity, and the years have passed. Zhulou Yaoqin echoed, drinking alone between the mountains and rivers, and the water by the Yuxi River slid by, turning the blood into a river. Lai Moyin, Feng Xiaomei once heard his master say that this word has the meaning of being accepted into the world, the feeling of Top Gun, the old man who wrote the words, but it was the twilight of the martyr. Zhao Yunwei also tasted these charms, and due to her own reasons, she also felt some gradually demonic tastes.

These two words are not the work of one person, but they are like the heart of one person, Zhao Yunwei looked at these two words, closed her eyes and crossed her knees to taste the taste, humming the melody of the two songs, although they are not the same song, they seem to be able to match. Zhao Yunwei carefully figured out the notes one by one, she might really be able to give it a try.

The guzheng is in the hand, the internal force runs on the fingertips, the two rhymes are crossed, sometimes the spring and the snow, sometimes the vomit and dumbness, the good sound makes people fascinated, and the bad place makes people heartbreaking. The two tunes together are magic songs, playing endlessly, smelling the double torment of ice and fire. Zhao Yunwei silently recited in her heart: Dry, see the dragon in the field, and the dragon turns into a dantian. Kun, the dragon fights in the wilderness, and his mind is in harmony with his path. As soon as the universe is combined, yin and yang are ······ together. The heart is in the heart, the rhyme is in the body. Up to now, Zhao Yunwei seems to understand Feng Xiaomei's intentions, the music score is not meditation, but only to exorcise demons.

The sound of the piano spread from the room, and all the disciples listened as if they had lost their souls. It's hard to get out of the song as if you're lost. Yue Zhenzhen, Tianfeng Seven Immortals, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on their foreheads. Feng Xiaomei frowned slightly, looking at Zhao Yunwei's room, her expression was complicated and worried. Only Feng Xiaomei is still awake and knows that the real shackles have just begun.

All things are demons to the extreme, so Feng Qiuju will be enchanted, and she will also be enchanted. The master once let himself see the Qimen gossip, in which the yin and yang fish are always reincarnated, and they are mutually reinforcing. These two songs are this truth, Zhao Yunwei meditated in his heart about the yin and yang, the five elements work, and finally he came to a conclusion that he needs to self-destruct, phoenix nirvana, and destroy with the demon to be reborn.

Self-destruction is not an easy task, and countless practitioners have to experience hardships that are difficult for ordinary people to experience for decades, so how can they regret their hard work. But Zhao Yunwei is different, he is only eighteen years old, and he has only practiced for half a year, so the internal strength of his body is simple, and there is nothing reluctant to cut it. There is a give-and-take, and now this truth can also defeat his inner demons. Disperse the strength of the whole body and gain stronger strength, why not do it, and you can't live up to Feng Xiaomei's kindness. The sound of the piano stopped, and Zhao Yunwei decided to be a phoenix and be reborn from the fire. This is also the only way to cure him from his madness right now, and it is worth a try.

The sound of the piano stopped, but most of the disciples were still drunk from the sound of the piano and couldn't extricate themselves, Yue Zhenzhen and the Tianfeng Seven Immortals were almost awake, but they were still a little dizzy, and the fragrant sweat on their faces was still flowing down. Hongling was behind Feng Xiaomei, stood up strongly, wanted to speak and stopped, and her expression was also very complicated. Only at this time, Feng Xiaomei showed a relieved smile on her face, it is not easy to do this at this age. This also proves that Zhao Duoer still retains herself and has not really entered the devil. The rest is up to him.

Tianfeng Seven Immortals and the others didn't know what was going on, but they felt the terrible sound of the piano, it was the sound of the piano coming from Zhao Yunwei's room, they were very worried and anxious, they rushed into Feng Xiaomei's room without knocking on the door, and said to Feng Xiaomei very anxiously: "Master, master, Duo'er he······ ？”

Feng Xiaomei didn't turn around, her eyes were still staring at Zhao Yunwei's room, and she just waved her hand to signal that they didn't have to worry. Hongling also began to look at the house, all eyes were focused on the house, and there was a man in black on the weeping willow by the Python River, who was also looking at the house.

This is the way, Zhao Yunwei knows yin and yang, gossip, when he knows that the devil is born from the heart, and the devil is greedy for seeds. He exerted the yang side of the sound wave to the extreme, and Feng Qiuju exerted the yin side to the extreme, so they will all have new demon seeds. The Tao is natural, there is yin and yang, nature will be balanced, and cultivation is the right way. He was very grateful to Feng Xiaomei, this music book was exactly what she needed now.

Zhao Yunwei closed her eyes, and all the true qi in her body converged from the meridians in the dantian. Seal the governor, close the feet of yang, stop the feet of yin. Return to Taibai, enter Shangqiu, dantian contraction, true qi spreads out and travels less Chong Shaofu, stays in Shenmen Shaohai, Chong Tianjing, and is classified as strong into Shaoze. Her little finger then began to bleed, Zhao Yunwei was very smart, and it was safest for her true qi to emanate from her hand.

"Poof" Zhao Yunwei spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood of her little finger spurted out like a column of water, and her true qi came out. "Bang bang bang" all the porcelain in the house followed, the tables and chairs overturned to the ground, this true qi is very strong, tyrannical in the house, crashing against the doors and windows, the house seems to be fighting, so the house is quiet for a long time, the house has been tattered, dusty. Zhao Yunwei sat in the room, her hair was loose and messy, the bed was already in tatters, and there was a pool of blood on the ground in front of the couch, which was black and red.

"Did you fail?" Looking at the bloody hands, Zhao Yunwei couldn't believe it, there was a lot of blood in Shaoze, and there was a lot of true qi, but he just consumed some true qi, and the true qi that rushed out was very strong, and the finger Shaoze just now was like a move, Zhao Yunwei didn't know how to use kung fu, but the finger just now was already comparable to the strong vajra finger of Pudu Temple. Even Vajra Finger may not be able to make the room like this. Zhao Yunwei doesn't understand, why not destroy it when she is obviously self-destructive?

Everyone heard the sound in the house, Feng Xiaomei looked at the house, waiting for the people inside to come out to see if it was a human or a demon. At this moment, the Tianfeng Seven Immortals couldn't stay still, they were really worried, and jumped directly from upstairs to Zhao Yunwei's door.

"Sister, sister, are you okay?" Tianfeng Qixiang stood at the door anxiously waiting for an answer from the house, but the house did not respond for a long time.

Feng Xiaomei watched from the second floor, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quickly jumped down and opened the door with one palm. The door opened, and they saw the unshaped room, as well as the lost and distracted Zhao Duoer.

Although Zhao Yunwei lost his mind when he looked at his bloody hands, it was fine, he was just meditating. Except for Feng Xiaomei and Hongling, no one knew why it happened and everything. The Seven Immortals called out tentatively: "Sister Duo'er, what's wrong with you?" But Zhao Yunwei didn't answer, and still meditated, as if she had been pointed.

Feng Xiaomei waved her hand and motioned for everyone to go out. Then he closed the door, picked up the lyre that had fallen on the ground, stroked it for a while, and saw the song as well. Feng Xiaomei has practiced the magic sound of Tianqin for more than 20 years, and she has read the words on the score countless times, written countless times, and realized countless times. Suddenly seeing this song is also a little new. Another kind of charm, another kind of realm. There is no pride, no blood, only between the mountains and rivers, sitting alone on the side of Nanshan. This is what countless people are pursuing, and he is no exception. Feng Xiaomei was also intoxicated, but she was just drunk with words, and it had nothing to do with her mind.

Zhao Yunwei put down her hands, and her voice trembled: "Senior, I failed." ”

When Feng Xiaomei saw her Shaoze acupoint open, she guessed the reason for everything that had just happened. Now he knew that Zhao Yunwei had a true qi in his body, sealing Shaoze and all the acupoints. In other words, it has been Vajra Finger all along. He didn't fail, he just went the wrong way. Feng Xiaomei smiled at Zhao Yunwei: "Miss Duo'er, you don't have internal strength, how can you self-destruct?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yunwei was extremely surprised, he really couldn't believe his ears, Feng Xiaomei actually said that he had no internal strength. "Senior, what are you talking about, I ······"

Feng Xiaomei nodded at her, and then opened the window. The morning light has become a scorching sun, and there is a bit of heat in the breeze, the dust has not yet dispersed, and the pillar of light shining in the sun is in front of Zhao Duoer. Feng Xiaomei opened her mouth and said, "Why did the house become so messy, why was it so noisy just now?"

This is a question, but not for Feng Xiaomei, but he still asked. Zhao Yunwei also answered truthfully: "Just now my true qi rushed out and raged in the house, I didn't control it, so it happened." ”

"Then why is there nothing going on outside?"

"Closing the doors and windows doesn't affect the outside. ”

In other words, if the house is closed to the true qi, it will not leak to the outside. There is no true qi outside.

Hearing this, she suddenly came to her senses, Feng Xiaomei said that the master had infused a true qi into her body, so could this true qi imprison her internal strength. In other words, one's true qi is only gathered in one place, not dispersed throughout the body.

"Miss Duo'er, although I don't know who your master is, but I'm sure he is a strange person, you are very peculiar, the true qi in your body is infinitely extended, your master is very strong, and he can seal the infinite true qi in one place. The true qi that rushed out of your Shaoze just now was only overflowing from the cracks, compared to the dimes in your body. But because of their concentration, your internal force won't be too strong. That's why you're still in your true nature. ”

"And what do you mean by giving me this sheet music?"

"Yes, just merge and skip the other steps. The rest of your Master has done it for you. ”

Directly fused, Zhao Yunwei thought about it but didn't dare.

Next Chapter: Yun Wei retreats, Yun Feng attacks the camp

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