The time has passed, almost all of the people who should have come have come, and those who shouldn't have come have come, the main drama is about to start, and countless city residents under the stage have gathered, and the crowd is crowded. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sitting on top of a tall building, Xiaochen silently watched the sparrow platform.

"Hum" a string sounded, crisp and pleasant, and the noisy crowd was immediately silenced.

"Master!" Xiaochen was shocked in his heart, in such a noisy place, ordinary people play the piano, and I am afraid that no one can hear the sound, and the people who play the piano at the moment are absolutely extraordinary.

After the strings sounded, the melodious sound of the piano sounded, and on the finch platform, the light cover Rosa slowly opened, and a beautiful shadow appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Everyone in the audience was drunk, but they didn't know whether they were drunk by the piano or by love.

But Xiaochen didn't have time to look at the beauties and listen to the sound of the piano wholeheartedly.

The sound of this piano is another scene in Xiaochen's ears, Xiaochen only feels, a plain piano song, such as the Buddha singing, Shura violently, like the sound of the avenue.

"No, this man is not a monk." Xiaochen suddenly woke up from his intoxication, his face was full of surprise, "Mortals, you really can't be underestimated. ”

If he hadn't experienced the coercion of the iron-blooded battlefield in the Kyushu Bagua Array, Xiaochen would never have believed that this was done by mortals, but now, it's different.

"Buzz"

Another string sounded, and I saw Xiaochen sitting cross-legged on the eaves, and the broken jade of the emerald green guqin was lying on his knees, and it was Xiaochen who plucked the strings.

Subsequently, Xiaochen Ying continued to play with the woman's piano sound, sometimes majestic as a mountain, sometimes fierce as a waterfall, and the people in the audience were shocked and had a trace of anger.

"Whew."

Xiaochen snorted, stopped his strings, got up, saluted the woman, and then jumped off the eaves and disappeared into the night.

"Castle Lord Chitose!"

A burst of cheers resounded throughout Ningjiang City, and on the platform, the woman playing the qin got up and walked into the cabinet, and a smile flashed across her face.

"You'll be back."

On the waterway of the river in the city, Xiaochen sat in a boat, looking at the water under the lamp outside the window, motionless, as if he wanted to see through the water.

Fang Xiaochen should be with Fuqin, attracting the other party to attack, under the competition, Xiaochen was invincible, not defeated by his Qin intentions, almost injured, and the other party was a weak-crowned mortal, Xiaochen did not feel a trace of the breath from the person, there may only be two of them, the other party is really just a mortal, and the other is that the other party is a very high cultivation of the qin, since the latter possibility exists, Xiaochen did not dare to stay longer, left the bird's platform, and drifted at will.

Xiaochen has never let go of the cultivation of Jing Youqin's heart, and Han taught Xiaochen to enter the Tao with water, he has no doubt at all, looking at the water, Xiaochen hopes to be inspired.

But Xiaochen looked at the water like this, even he didn't know how many times it was, but none of them could realize that the last layer was very close, but it was always impossible to break through.

It seems that there is not enough chance, or maybe the effort is not enough, but Xiaochen just can't reach the heart of Jingyouqin, which makes Xiaochen very distressed.

"Ding-dong."

A fish jumps out of the water and falls, rippling away one after another.

"It's done, it's done." Xiaochen, who was in a daze, was ecstatic, and laughed and said, "Brother Yu, I thank you for the whole family, why didn't you notice it before, it turned out to be like this." ”

The fish jumped out of the water and fell, stirring up ripples, Xiaochen just saw that after the water waves were raised, it was calm for a while, and then another ripple was filled, movement and stillness went hand in hand, there was stillness in movement, there was movement in stillness, and the truth of Jingyouqin's heart was undoubtedly revealed.

Xiaochen, who had an epiphany, was no longer participating in the mortal festival, but flew out of the city, found a quiet place, summoned the anti-Cangtian and Cangjinyun brothers and sisters to protect the Dharma, and began the last realm of Cangwu Jing and Youqin Heart.

"Uncle Long finally came out, but he suffocated me." As soon as he came out against the sky, he shouted and screamed.

"Brother, Xiaochen, he seems to be about to break through." Cang Jinyun is always a weak voice in front of the sky, if Xiaochen hears it, I don't know what the expression will be.

"Little**, little**, this time Uncle Ben is going to take revenge." Regardless of Xiaochen, the genius walked directly upright to him, a pair of dragon claws, and Xiaochen was in a mess from head to toe, and then laughed heartlessly.

According to the words of the reverse sky, Xiao **, this bastard, he can't die when everyone dies, and he will go crazy, even if he wants to, so he will take this opportunity to repair him.

If Xiaochen knew that calling out this guy would be such a result, I don't know if the conference would regret it.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, Xiaochen has not woken up, and the brothers and sisters have not left for a moment.

While the two dragons were anxiously waiting, Xiaochen slowly opened his eyes, and when he looked carefully, Xiaochen's eyes seemed to have changed, and his purple and blue eyes seemed to be less restless and more quiet.

When Xiaochen opened his eyes, he closed his eyes and fell, his rose-colored red hair flashing brightly, crystal clear.

"Brother Long, what are you excited about...... Yes? Xiaochen wanted to make a joke, but it seemed that the situation had changed, and he rushed to the side of the sky.

"Xiaoyun, what's the matter with your brother?" Xiaochen was also a little anxious.

"I'm afraid my brother is going to evolve, but I don't know why, I feel that his soul is very unstable." Cang Jinyun was a little uncertain, and she was also extremely worried.

"By the way, old man Han, help me." Xiaochen took out the sun, and there was a wolf howl.

Seeing Han appear, Xiaochen immediately asked: "Old ghost Han, what do you think is going on with this ** dragon, is there any salvation?" ”

Han couldn't help but roll his eyes at Xiaochen, but he still spoke: "It's going to evolve, the soul is unstable, it will be shattered at any time, find the requiem as soon as possible." After speaking, he didn't look at Xiaochen, and he didn't see him for a long time.

"I can only take risks, Xiaoyun, let's go, let's go to Gu Chibi." After speaking, Xiaochen put the reverse sky into his chest, and the sword flew towards Gu Chibi.

……

Ancient Chibi, is a dangerous place in the south of the Yangtze River, mountain, knife and axe splitting, Sichuan, heavy ships are difficult to cross, legend has it that this place is the place of overhauling Zhou Yu's road, and the people who have seen the danger in this place have died.

The sick old man told Xiaochen that there is an ancient tree in this ancient red cliff, which is a relic of ancient times, since ancient times, many people want to keep it for themselves, but they have not been able to find it, and some people even doubt that this sacred tree does not really exist, however, some people are convinced that this has the divine effect of calming the soul, as long as there is a miracle medicine, the first dead can be saved here.

This time against the sky evolution, I don't know why, the soul is unstable, there is a danger of breaking at any time, as Xiaochen's brother, Xiaochen will not sit idly by, and there is no cure at the moment, Xiaochen can only fight, enter the ancient red cliff, looking for the divine tree.

Ancient red cliffs, waves and the sky, spirit beasts infested, elixir fairy grass everywhere, but inaccessible, a large swamp, foggy, puddles everywhere, in the middle of a puddle of mire, there is a pearl of ancient trees, but was struck by the thunder of the sky, burned black, it seems, dead for some years.

And the dead ancient tree is not far away, but there is another tree, verdant and dripping, look at the trunk, I don't know how many years it has existed, faintly see the divine light on it, hazy.

At this moment, Xiaochen is approaching this place, and the soul turmoil against the sky is becoming more and more intense, as for whether he can find the divine tree, Xiaochen has no bottom in his heart, but this is the only way at the moment, Xiaochen can only try his best to find it.

In the mire, a figure appeared, carrying a spear and a shawl with white hair, standing in place for some reason.

At this moment, Xiaochen also arrived near the mire.

"It's you!" Two exclamations.