A small town called Qinluo, legend has it that it was the place where the musician Shi Kuang ascended to immortality. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 After the Info Master ascended to immortality, his "Xuanyin" guqin was left in the mortal world and disappeared. Regarding "Xuanyin", according to legend, there is a kind of magic power, which can pass through the language of a hundred beasts, observe the subtleties of heaven and earth, and summon gods to protect the body; Cultivating the realm of the unity of the human qin can even obtain the power of the "Qing Palace" Xuanle, summoning the ancient divine beasts to fight side by side, destroying the withering and decaying, destroying the heavens and the earth, and dominating the world. Therefore, for thousands of years, many people have come to this town to find the whereabouts of Xuanyin, but they have found nothing.

Time passes, I don't know what year and month, what dynasty and what generation, Qinluo Town has become a scale, talents from all walks of life gather, pawnshops, teahouses, inns, green buildings on the street are lined up one after another, dizzying, it can really be said to be prosperous. But in recent years, a strange thing has happened in the town, whenever the time is cloudy, when the rain and snow are light, there will be bursts of resentful piano sound everywhere in the town, the sound of the piano is breezy everywhere, and the birds are listening; Those who know a little about the sound of the piano listen to it, as if their souls have been taken away, and they cry. Most of the people in the town thought it was a ghostly thing, so for a long time, every house closed their doors and windows when they arrived, for fear of getting into trouble.

The news of the sound of the piano spread far and wide, and the world knew it. People speculate that it should be the time for the "Xuanyin" guqin to appear. So heroes from all walks of life, such as immortals, demons, demons, and underworlds, rushed to Qinluo Town, wanting to see the style of "Xuanyin". And the Asura world, because they have been away from strife for a long time, have no interest in getting the guqin, and only a few good people rush to join in the fun. Suddenly, the entire Qinluo Town was gathered.

"Report to protect the Fa, I have arrived in Qinluo Town, and the silk girl has been waiting for a long time with the demons."

Golden Protector, Jin Shatian is one of the five protectors of the Demon Lord Blood Muhua, he is burly and tall, with red hair, white face, purple lips, and a golden and black cloak, practicing a black and gold qi, which is daunting, and it is difficult for people without internal cultivation to approach.

"Okay, the demon world has been attached to the demon world for more than 200 years, and it's quite a rule. These wastes can also come in handy at critical times, and they need to give some face. Jin Shatian played with a black mist in his right hand, and there was an evil light in his eyes.

"Yo, isn't this the Dharma Protector of the Golden Great? Why didn't Blood Muhua come in person? "The silk girl is a red snake spirit who has been practicing for 500 years, and she has cultivated ice muscles and bones, and she is really a little charming. Obviously a snake spirit, but he has to put two dragon scales on his forehead. Seeing Jin Shatian approaching, she swallowed her saliva and spit out a blood-red long tongue and licked it seductively.

Jin Shatian remained silent, shook his right hand slightly, and knocked out the black qi with a "swish": "Is Blood Muhua's name also your name?" Under the mass of black qi, the long tongue was tightly bound in the air, and no matter how much the silk girl struggled, she couldn't move a bit.

The silk girl felt the pain, hurriedly turned into a snake tail, and threw out countless purple light needles from the tail, which shot densely towards the golden sky.

Hearing only the sound of "hula", Jin Shatian raised his left hand, erected a black curtain, and collected all the light needles. Then with a wave of his hand, the black curtain was sucked into the sleeve, but the light needle was shot back the same way.

The silk girl was defenseless, and hurriedly dodged when she saw the light needle shooting, and coldly scratched a willow leaf-like wound on her left face. Knowing that she was not an opponent, she hurriedly smiled all over her face, pretending to be enchanting and leaning closer to Jin Shatian, "Yo, Jin Da Protector, people just love you!" I want to be intimate with you, why are you so ruthless? I don't pity the fragrance at all. "The silk girl is a pear blossom with rain, and it seems that she is really going to cry.

"Humph!" Jin Shatian didn't look at her directly, and continued to walk forward with people.

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On the other side of Qinluo Town, several Ouchi masters, each dressed in green clothes, with a golden token hanging from their waists, holding a sword in their hands, galloped down the street, even though people came and went around them, but in their eyes they looked at it as if they were nothing.

"Alliance leader, it seems that the imperial court is also out of the army, or should I go and meet them?" Laifu Inn, near the window, a tall and thin man, holding a wine gourd in his hand, said to the Taoist man next to him.

Xie Yan, the head of the Sanqing faction, was publicly elected as the leader of the alliance because of his superior skills in the martial arts conference. "Forget it, the people don't fight with the officials, the martial arts have been sluggish in recent years, and the people in the government are still less troublesome. Go, and tell the people of all sects, that they should not provoke them. Just send someone to keep an eye on it. ”

"Yes," the tall and thin man bowed his head to lead the way.

At this time, Qinluo Town was still as prosperous as yesterday, but I didn't know that many uninvited guests came in one day.

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When night falls, the handwriting on the torii outside the town is blurred, as if telling a long history. On the plaque stood a teenager in the wind. The boy was of medium height, well-proportioned, and wore a blue and white robe, which sent out a wisp of immortal wealth in the breeze. The young man has his hair tied up with sword eyebrows, big eyes, and pink lips, which naturally reveals a delicate and heroic atmosphere. The sound of a guqin behind the young man was in the wind, which seemed to be praising the difference of this young man.

"Qingyun, there will be a bloody storm in the world recently. Our Yunxia faction has always taken the protection of the people as its own responsibility, you go down the mountain to walk, one to experience your cultivation, and the other to avoid the people from suffering. "In the memory, Yu Zhenzi, the head of the Yunxia faction, called the closed disciple Qingyun to his side, and grabbed a dressing mirror-like object from the air and handed it to him." This is the streamer, in times of crisis, you can recite the time spell on it to meet the teacher for thousands of miles. ”

"Yes, master." Qingyun grew up in the Yunxia Sect since he was a child, and now it is the first time to go down the mountain, so he can't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart, and of course he is also a little excited.

"Qingyun, this is the treasure of this sect, the Seven Wounds Qin. The name is seven wounds, immortals, demons, demons, and Shura are close to the sound of injury, great good, great evil are close to the rhyme, and self-planted evil fruit bullets can hurt themselves. Therefore, the Seven Wounds Qin is not only an attack weapon, but also a warning artifact, which cannot be used without immortal assets, so you have to take good care of it. Yu Tanzi turned out from behind Yu Zhenzi and handed the Seven Wounds Qin to Qing Yun.

"Master Xie, Uncle Xie. The apprentice must live up to the high expectations of his superiors. Qingyun took the Seven Wounds Piano, and felt that the body of the piano was as light as nothing, and the body of the piano was refreshed, and his body couldn't help but cheer up slightly.

"Alright, you can go down the mountain immediately." Yu Zhenzi didn't raise his head, flicked the sleeves of his robe slightly and turned to leave.

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Thinking of the love and entrustment of the two elders of Yunxia Mountain, Qingyun felt a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and he held his breath and felt the charm of the Seven Wounds Qin. After a moment, he opened his eyes slightly, and thought to himself: "It seems that people from all walks of life have arrived." ”

Suddenly, a gust of gloomy wind drifted over Qinluo Town, and Qingyun hurriedly chased after him. Seeing that he was about to catch up, the black gas disappeared without a trace.

"Hahaha, where did you come from, a stinky boy, who dared to chase my jade-faced Shura?"

Qingyun stopped in mid-air, followed the prestige, and saw a handsome young man standing on the yin wind, similar in size to himself, wearing a blue and black cloth robe with a slightly blue face, and a small dragon's tail line next to his left ear was embedded in the skin and straight into the sideburns, looking ruthless but not murderous.

I remember that Master Yu Zhenzi said that there are few contacts between the Shura world and all walks of life, but the characters in them are both good and evil, and they all have great mana, so it is better to be careful when you meet them. In the Shura world, there is a jade-faced Shura named Pu Zhen, who is known as the Good Buddha, because he is different from other Shura people, he does not like to fight bravely, and he often does good deeds.

"Oh, it turned out to be the good Buddha Pu Zhen, fortunately I will be lucky." Qingyun saw that he had no malicious intent, so he smiled slightly and clasped his fists in salute.

"Oh? Do you know my name as Pu Zhen? Are you interested in having a contest? The jade-faced Shura stopped smiling, his face was cold and dull, and he looked very terrifying, but Qingyun didn't feel the murderous aura, and knew that he had no malicious intent, so he readily agreed: "Okay, come with me." ”

Qingyun Yujian took Pu Zhen to the sky above the whispering river outside the town, and condensed it into a sword with his mind, "You can shoot." ”

"Mind Sword, are you a subordinate of Yu Zhenzi?" Pu Zhen's face was still cold, without showing a trace of expression.

"Exactly, do you know my master?" Qingyun thought to herself, Yu Zhenzi is famous in all walks of life, who doesn't know him, that's what is rare.

"Hmph, I want to see what kind of apprentice this little Taoist teaches is!"

"What little Taoist? My master is now over 200 years old, do you dare to call him a little Taoist? Hearing that Pu Zhen was disrespectful to the master, Qingyun couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

"Hahaha, when I dominated the world, your master was still a hairy boy. You're not my opponent, throw in the towel. Pu Zhen smiled expressionlessly, which made Qingyun's heart burst out.

"How can you lose if you don't fight? Come on. Qingyun couldn't hold back his heart and was eager to compete.

"Hahaha! Okay, you've got it. As he spoke, Pu Zhen grabbed a sword from the air. Qingyun looked at it fixedly, it's amazing, isn't this the legendary Xuanyuan Sword? Qingyun thought to himself, how could the people of the Shura Realm control this kind of supreme and yang divine weapon? .

"Vermilion Bird Style" Qingyun didn't think much about it, and first used the first style of Yunxia Sword Technique, like a huge phoenix, wrapped in Gang Qi to resist the fire. For a while, the red, gold, and black breaths on the whispering river were entangled together.

The mana of the jade-faced Shura was even more unfathomable, suddenly like a green dragon flashing left and right, suddenly conjuring countless sword lights to overwhelm the sky, and suddenly like a big mountain from above and down, not giving people a chance to breathe at all. After only a moment's effort, Qing Yun felt struggling, and seeing Xuanyuan's sword stabbing over, he didn't have the strength to parry, so he had to turn around and avoid it.

I only heard a "whoosh" sound and the piano flew out. "Bang! Hum-", the strings just pressed against the blade of the sword and stopped in mid-air.

Qingyun thought to himself, "It's over, the seven injuries are ruined, how can I explain to the master!" ”

"Seven wounds?" When Pu Zhen saw the Seven Injuries Qin, he couldn't help but stop and play with it in his hand, "Why don't you use the Seven Injuries Qin to deal with me?" ”

"The Seven Wounds Piano is a magic weapon given by the master, and I dare not act rashly easily." Qingyun was defeated, but he had a little good impression of Pu Zhen.

"Can you play with me for a few days?" Pu Zhen's face did not change, as if he was full of interest in the Seven Wounds.

"This ...... This ......" Qingyun thought, this is a treasure given by the master, and you can't just talk to people. But seeing that Pu Zhen had no malicious intent, he didn't know how to refuse for a while.

"Well, put it away." Pu Zhen said and pushed the piano over. "Do you know the origin of the Seven Wounds?"

"I don't know."

"The Seven Wounds Piano is made of the golden silk raised by the ancestor, that is, the concubine of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, and the Muxian Luban uses the fairy tree as the body, and the Hou Yidu immortal qi is made. Although it is not a lethal weapon, the warning and protective effects are incomparable. Speaking of which, there is still some relationship with the Xuanyuan Sword in my hand. Speaking of the Seven Wounds, Pu Zhen's eyes were full of tenderness.

"Well, young man, you are young, but you are steady. You can make it with this little friend. If I encounter any difficulties in the future, I only need to repeatedly pluck the Seven Wounds Palace, and I will sense it." After speaking, it turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

Qingyun felt a burst of suspicion, and his heart was full of questions: "What is the relationship between this jade-faced Shura and my master?" Why do you feel moved after seeing the Seven Wounds? Why isn't he as hideous and fierce as the other Asuras? ……”

In the blink of an eye, the time was approaching, he put away the doubts in his heart, rushed back to Qinluo Town, and waited for the Xuanyin Guqin to be born. Next, he will face a bloody storm.

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