Holding the "Heaven and Earth Introduction" in his hand, the spiritual cultivator walked around in the retreat, contemplating his eyebrows.

When he left the small courtyard of Drill Fire, the words that Piao Piao had said were still in his ears: "Stealing the secret of the inner door, the master did not blame; Stealing the master to learn art without authorization, the master is not to blame, it can be seen that the master has long regarded you as an inner disciple.

Do you know that in this month, Shizun has hollowed out half of the most precious medicinal materials in Tianyu Mountain, just to refine Xuanhuang Pill and Hanling Pill for you...... Otherwise, you might have to sleep for years! ”

Before pacing until the beginning of the grave, Xiu Ling looked at the qin order in his hand, folded his hands, and said silently in his heart: "Master has a spirit in the sky, can I give Ling'er an idea?" ”

"Whoosh", the wind rises in the palm of the hand, and the piano order sways up with the wind, and falls in a straight line.

There are two sides, the piano is on the top and the sword is on the bottom.

Xiu Ling exhaled a breath, put the qin order into his chest, and kowtowed to Chu Li, "That disciple will listen to the master." The master will always be the master of the apprentices. ”

The breeze was blowing, and she sat at the grave for a long time, and fell asleep like that.

Gongsun Changqin, who was lying on the Xiaqin in mid-air, looked at her leisurely, his eyebrows rising and falling slightly.

He saw her lying on the cold monument, with her clothes and skirts fluttering in the night wind. The green silk fluttered, and the red lips opened lightly, as if he was chanting and talking in a dream, so he waved his sleeves.

The mountains and forests are empty, and even the mountain wind of the entire Tianyu Mountain is slowly stopping. Her hair and blouse also drooped slightly, and there was no longer the slightest movement.

Seeing that she was sleeping peacefully, Gongsun Changqin left without leaving a trace.

***

Early the next morning, the peak turned around, and the cultivator stood on the top of the cliff listening to the wind with a bamboo basket on his back. On the opposite side, there is also a rocky, lonely and towering green mountain, called "Yinfeng".

Because the north and south are opposite each other, the wind sounds into the valley, sometimes like a tiger roaring and the dragon roaring, sometimes like a phoenix singing ape, so the unfathomable valley between the cliffs is called "and listen to the wind".

And listening to the wind is the center of the aura gathering of the entire Tianyu Mountain, and many spiritual trees, strange flowers, rare birds and beasts have grown. The good wood used to cut the qin in the qinmen, as well as many medicinal materials of the best elixir, all originated here. Spiritual cultivation has long heard of it, but it has never been there.

Xia Gu collects medicinal materials for the Qinmen, which was originally a Qinmen affair that Mu Beici must do every fifteenth day. And the cultivators have been reading the rules of the Fuxi Gate since the Drill Fire Courtyard, and found that this item is also counted in the column of punishing disciples.

Therefore, he first found the senior brother to inform him that he was going to transfer to the inner door, and thought that he had made a mistake, and the medicinal materials in this month could not be eaten in vain, so he took the initiative to take the matter of collecting medicine, which was regarded as an explanation to Qin Zun.

Leaning on the edge of the cliff and watching, close to the cliff wall, every other zhang, there is a thick vine with purple and green hanging upside down. In the meantime, there are extremely gorgeous small flowers, golden and bright, densely clustered, shaped like eight claws, very cute and dazzling.

Xiu Ling reached out and probed, and saw that the rattan was strong enough and extremely tough, so he took a deep breath and dragged the rattan down with both hands. I also found that the interval between the flowers was even, and it happened to be one zhang, so I counted it by this, sometimes stepping and jumping down, sometimes attaching vines to rest.

In this way, one zhang after another, it went down a thousand feet deep.

The sun sets in the west, and it comes into view.

The wind in the valley is getting stronger, and the temperature around you is getting colder and colder as it falls.

The strange thing is that there is no abrupt horizontal stone under the feet, and there is no tree coiling, and the bottom of the abyss is even more foggy, and you can't see the five fingers when you reach out. The cultivator didn't dare to let go and jump anymore, his hands clutched the rattan tightly, and his body was also tightly attached.

Suddenly, the birds hissed and the branches trembled.

Looking up, the woodpeckers were gathering in groups on the flower clusters, quickly eating the flowers, and reluctantly pecking at the rattans. The rattan crumbled and suddenly crumbled.

I felt that my body was sucked down by a powerful force, and the cultivator fell straight down.

On his side, the fierce wind kept whistling, and his consciousness gradually blurred. Seeing that the rapidly receding sky suddenly disappeared, with a "boom", she fell into a halo of light at the bottom of the valley.

Suddenly, scattered images flooded into my mind, pieced together into a bizarre dream.

***

There is a hidden cave at the bottom of the cliff**, and there is a cold pool.

Gongsun Changqin was sitting upright on the stone altar floating in the center of Bize, his eyes closed. On his knees is a large fuxiqin of the same length and width as a person, the whole body is dark green, scattering warm blue light, and the whole body seems to be surrounded by clouds and mist, quietly changing.

If you look at the piano pattern carefully, you can see mountains, rivers, seas, desert oases, plateau glaciers, ...... Everything in heaven and earth seems to be hidden in it, and it is unpredictable.

It is worthy of being the Emperor Fuxi himself, who knows all things through heaven and earth.

Rao is Gongsun Changqin is so unrestrained, in front of this qin, he can't help but sigh with such emotion. Respectful and pious are like the past.

He raised his palm and touched it, and a layer of jade-like transparent enchantment appeared, spreading along the seven strings and covering the entire surface. In an instant, the light of Yuze illuminated the deep cave, and the ancient murals on the rock wall were natural, which was a picture of Fuxi cutting the qin.

Gongsun Changqin frowned, raised his hand to pat the strings, and Yu Ze turned into a puddle of clear water and jumped on his cheek. A trickle of water poured into the black mole under the eyelid, turning it back into its original shape, turning into a bit of ink and gradually melting, disappearing into the white face and never to be seen again.

Ten fingers fell, and a song rose.

The sound of the piano is low and obscure, vast and far-reaching, long and eternal.

However, it was only two or three sentences dimly, and fine beads of sweat had appeared on Gongsun Changqin's forehead, and his hands trembled faintly, as if every time he wanted to continue the next fingering, it would take a thousand catties of effort. After a while, the corners of his mouth had been bitten by himself and oozing blood.

In the dark, there seemed to be a voice that sank to the ground: "Gongsun Changqin, are you guilty?" ”

Gongsun Changqin hooked his lips and reluctantly urged Lingyuan to transmit the voice, "Qin Ling forgives sins, the situation is urgent, I have no choice." Fu Xi asked Qin, you can ask everything in the world, Xiaoxian has something to ask, please be tolerant. ”

"It's just a few musicians, it's so self-defeating—what do you want to ask?" The voice changed and rose to the zenith.

There was still a mountain pressing on his shoulders, and Gongsun Changqin snorted, "I use Huolu Luzhi to heal people's wounds, although she has increased her spiritual cultivation, but her longevity has not changed, and her life is meager." This is unusual, so it is guessed that it is caused by the number of lives, but it is asked if there is a way to break the life? ”

Fu Xiqinling's voice gradually weakened, and he said vaguely: "Yes, there is no ...... Time Fruit ......"

Just as he was about to ask again, the body of the piano suddenly shook sharply and roared.

Immediately, a thunderous sound seemed to fall from the sky, and the seven strings were broken, and they all rebounded to Gongsun Changqin's body, instantly branding the slender whip marks like lightning. He shook his body and landed outside the cave, bleeding out.

Suddenly raising his eyes, the original huge piano box outside the cave door was open at this time, and the lid of the box was sleeping on one side. In the box, the ambilight is colorful, and the loop is reciprocating, like a fairy entrenchment, full and endless. In the mist, there was a person asleep.

It's her?!

Gongsun Changqin was startled, waved his sleeve and sealed the door of the cave, and walked to the edge of the box and bent down to look inside. In an instant, a strange aura poured straight into the original ink spot under his eyes.

Dizzy, Gongsun Changqin was weak, lost his strength, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

***

Suddenly opened his eyes, and Xiu Ling thought that he was lying in a coffin, turned over and looked again, but saw that it was a strange piano case, and he was shocked. Walking around the box, the soles of his feet kicked a soft object, and it was a person.

Xiu Ling corrected the man, and he was startled, not only because he was Gongsun Changqin, but also because there were seven shocking scars on his chest. At this time, there was no color on his face, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Hey, wake up!"

The cultivator probed his pulse and snorted, while patting, seeing that it did not react, he turned his eyes to the piano case, and said in his heart: "I just fell from the cliff, but fortunately it saved my life." This box seems to be a spiritual creature, so it's better to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor......"

So after some tossing, he finally dragged Gongsun Changqin into the piano case and placed it properly.