When Jin Pinggong heard this, he couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "The widow is old, if you can hear "Qingjiao" once, you will have no regrets even if you die." And they pressed each other again and again.

Shi Kuang had to play the piano again. As soon as he played, the sound spread for nine days, clear and mournful, but I saw a dark cloud flying from the west in the sky. After a while, the wind rose suddenly, and the curtains were torn, and the tiles and stones were uprooted, and then a vicious thunder fell, and the rain fell like a column of water; in a short time, the water under the stage was several feet deep, and the people were all wet, and the servants and servants were so frightened that they scattered and fled. Jin Ping Gongda was afraid and afraid, and he and Wei Linggong lay under the corridor, trembling. After a long time, the wind and rain stopped. When the wind and rain had stopped, the people came up to look for the two kings, but when they saw that they were too frightened to stand up, they went back to the palace.

Who knew that after that fright, Jin Pinggong actually got a kind of palpitational disease, often frightened by his heart, and after two or three years, he was bedridden and finally died. He was the king who died because of listening to the piano. Of course, this is just legend. Since then, the sound of the three purities has not been heard. ”

The chairman of Feiyun Cave talked about it, and the three of them listened to it so shockingly that no one interjected. When he finished speaking, Yang Bao'er opened her mouth half-open, and she didn't move.

Antarctic Immortal Weng said: "Listen to you, this piano is really shocking, crying ghosts and gods." Is there really such a song in the world that attracts cranes and phoenixes and shocks ghosts? I'm afraid that most of them are vain. ”

The master of Feiyun Cave said: "In the past, when Qin Mugong was in the past, his daughter made jade and was good at sheng, and married Xiao Shi, who was good at blowing the flute. One day, the two played on the phoenix platform built by Mu Gong, and the music moved the sky, attracting the flying dragon and the phoenix to dance around the stage. So Xiao Shi rode the dragon and made the jade across the phoenix to ascend to heaven and go to the immortal, which was praised for a while. Of course, this is also a legend. Whether there are gods or no gods in the world, no one has ever seen them. But if you want to come to these three clear sounds, it must be superb. However, if it is like the legend, the storm is shocking, crying ghosts and gods, it is absolutely impossible, it is just an exaggeration, then Jin Pinggong did not die from listening to the qin. But music together is composed of the sound of heaven and earth, and it is in harmony with all things. If you play it well, you can attract birds and beasts, and it is not impossible to dance to the music. ”

Yang Bao'er said: "Master is right, whenever the moon is bright and the night is quiet, Master plays the piano in the valley, and our cranes, deer and birds and beasts nearby will all come to Master to listen to the sound of the piano, and sometimes dance to the sound of the piano of Master. ”

Antarctic Immortal Weng said: "It turns out that Brother Dao also has this kind of ability, and one day I will have to see it." But I wonder if I can summon the wind and rain?"

The Lord of the Flying Cloud Cave smiled and said, "If I can summon the wind and rain, won't I really become a god? Those birds and beasts are also used to hearing the sound of my piano, so they cheer me up." ”

Zhu Kexin said: "Senior, is there really a sound of Sanqing in this world?

The Lord of Feiyun Cave smiled slightly and said: "The sound of the Three Qings, which has been recorded in historical books, must be there if you think about it, and it is definitely not a legend. It's not early, it's time for dinner. ”

There was nothing to do in the cave, so Zhu Kexin followed the teachings of the master of Feiyun Cave, stroked the piano with both hands, practiced fingering, and gradually became fascinated in just one day.

Two days later, the Feiyun Cave Master wrote down a piece of music to her, saying, "Just learn the piano, start with short songs, and then learn long songs." This is a double crane listening to the spring, although it is short, but it is a famous song, passed down for thousands of years, the song has its own wonderful meaning, you start from it. Drum music, first of all, to know the meaning of the song, and then to play its artistic conception. This double crane listens to the spring, the syllables are elegant, wide and peaceful. In the quiet night, playing it with the piano is like being in a mountain stream, listening to the clear rhyme of the mountain and washing the dust. It is taken from the gulls and herons in the water, the wild cranes in the mountains, or resting on the sandbar, or the pleasure in the spring stones, and the pleasure of being free in the mountains and rivers, and not being affected by the suffering of the world. Now I'm going to play it again so you can get the gist of it. As he spoke, he took the piano in front of him and began to play.

The sound of the piano rose up, Zhu Kexin only listened to it for a while, and then seemed to enter the mountain stream where the white wind was clear, the shadow moved the moon, the spring water trickled, and the double cranes swam freely, but saw the double cranes dancing leisurely under the moon with the sound of the spring water.

The piece was very short, and soon the sound of the piano stopped. Zhu Kexin was overjoyed, held the Tongqin with both hands, put the score on the piano, and played according to the music. The sound of the piano sounded loudly, but it was not a syllable, and Zhu Kexin's face was brown.

The Lord of Feiyun Cave smiled: "Beginners are like this, don't be anxious. He walked out of the cave.

Zhu Kexin calmed down, played the music hundreds of times in a row, and at night, he really played an elegant rhyme.

Nanhua Xian Weng looked at her fingers and smiled: "It's the same ten fingers, how can the girl's fingers be so smart, but the old fingers are so clumsy." ”

From the beginning of Shuanghe Tingquan, Zhu Kexin learned one by one, and soon, he learned more than a dozen short songs. The Lord of Feiyun Cave passed on its long song again.

There is nothing to do in the mountains, Zhu Kexin is immersed in the music of the piano, gradually fascinated, and in her sleep, she is also remembering the music, stroking the strings, not realizing that everything is forgotten, her mood is becoming more and more peaceful and quiet, and the vendetta in the martial arts seems to be getting farther and farther away from her, and she does not linger. More than two months have passed in a blink of an eye, and her internal injuries have gradually recovered unconsciously, and she is no longer bored and nauseous.

On a full moon night, the weather is deserted. Zhu Kexin sat cross-legged on the grass in the valley, put the piano in front of his knees, and played with his ten fingers. Just listen to the tune leisurely, elegant, and into the upper and lower sentences of one call and one response, such as the two of them ask and answer, from time to time there are new tones. It seems to be the majesty of the mountains, the ocean of water, the ding ding of the axe, and the sound of the oar, faintly appearing under her ten fingers. The song was very long, and the sound of the harp swirled and swirled, drifting far out of the valley. When the white moon is in the quiet night, the sound of the piano is even more elegant and refined, and it has the meaning of being free from all mundane things and accompanied by pleasant entertainment between the clear mountains and green waters.

The three of them sat at the entrance of the cave and listened to the sound of the piano. The Lord of Feiyun Cave couldn't help but bow his head. After a while, I saw Shuanghe and Shuanglu gently walking in front of Zhu Kexin, bent down, and listened. Then one or two birds flew, and three or four beasts approached. After that, there was an endless stream of birds and beasts, and there were more and more of them.

Soon, the meadows in the valley were full of beasts, and even the surrounding trees and trees were crowded with them. Birds and beasts are all in order, dancing gently with the ups and downs of the syllables. Although there are many birds and beasts, none of them make a sound, like an empty valley.

Zhu Kexin gradually entered the better situation, as if he was volleying against the wind, came to the top of a green mountain, stood on the rock, covered by the moonlight, the breeze caressed the body, quietly listened to the slight sound of the flowing water in the stream, and heard the wind trembling and groaning.

With a hum, the song is finally over, and the afterglow is not over, winding around the valley. The people and beasts in the valley all swayed with the sound of the piano, and their hearts and souls were ethereal. Zhu Kexin stroked the strings with both hands, his eyes slightly closed, immersed in the meaning of the piano. The cold and bright moonlight shone in the valley, sprinkled on the people, beasts, plants and trees.