Looking at the woman in the painting, Xiu Ling and Qin Yuli couldn't help but marvel at this person and the person they saw, in addition to the similarity, even the demeanor and temperament were the same. What is particularly striking is the piano she carries.

This is...... Breaking piano?!

Thunderbolt Qin Gate, wasn't it destroyed by Chaos Qin Venerable Feng Wai a hundred years ago? Not only did the disciples die, but all the pianos and classics were also burned. Today, the craftsmanship of the piano has long been lost.

Feng Jinge said without hesitation: "Without further ado, it is better for Xia Zun to follow the portrait to find someone, and the deity will also take the little apprentice to Luoxiang with the goddess, and now there will be no longer any delay, and I will leave first." ”

Jiang Que also agreed, and added a few more words, Xia Zun is the most good at making the moon without wind, it is not a problem to find a beauty, etc., and only after the addiction did he say goodbye to everyone, and the royal qin returned.

Neither refusal, nor retention, Gongsun Changqin watched everyone leave, and whispered to himself, "Since I owe you a life, I will let you live as long as the deity lives." ”

***

Luoshen Ferry, take a leaf boat, along the Luoshui north for more than a mile, two towering stone monuments, is the entrance of Luoxiangqin Gate.

The shape of the stele is peculiar, the left dragon horse, the right turtle, all carry a bed of erected Luo elephant style qin, and the dragon swamp is engraved with "river map" and "Luo book" respectively.

Directly above the middle of the two, there are two instrument discs slowly turning. The purple air from the east swirls around the lintel, like a three-clear fantasy realm.

Passing through the white jade wind corridor with nine bends and eighteen bends, stepping up the nine steps, bypassing the huge armillary sphere, looking up can see a silver plaque outlined by the trajectory of the stars, with three characters on it: Feichen Palace.

There is a bronze tripod in the hall, and the mouth of the tripod is also full of purple gas, ethereal and abnormal.

Luo Xiangqin Zun Zhen Yi had been waiting for a long time, and saluted to the wind and said, "Feng Zun." He bowed slightly towards his apprentice again, glanced at the spiritual cultivation rules, his eyes flashed, but he did not comment.

He said to Qin Yuyu: "I heard that you have a friendship with Fengzun's apprentice, and it is the first time for someone to visit, why don't you take her around and discuss with Fengzun for the sake of the teacher." ”

He also modestly said to the cultivator: "Ling girl, although the scenery here is not as beautiful as Fuxi, there are also places to see and appreciate. ”

The cultivator saw that Zhen Yi's face was clear, although he had the style of a hermit, his tone was very friendly, and he was happy in his heart, so he immediately thanked him and went with Qin Yuli.

Seeing the two leave, Zhen Yi shook his head again and again, and called out strangely, "The disciple is indeed sick, even if the five elements are homogeneous but cannot absorb the Miaochun fruit, taking the fire dew does not have any signs of prolonging life, it can be seen that his life is rugged and unequal, it is a sign of heaven." ”

The image of heaven is irreversible.

Feng Jinge's face was solemn, and he frowned: "Then Lao Yizun will find out the reason and solve the confusion in my heart." ”

Zhen Yi bowed his head, and then recited the hexagram, stroked the piano and composed a song. Suddenly, the purple qi of the copper tripod in the hall was pressing, forming a whirlpool in the sky.

As the whirlpool grew bigger and bigger, the figures of the two cultivators appeared in the purple mist. Zhen Yi said to the fog, "Li'er, as a teacher, I want to ask the qin hexagram for the spirit girl." ”

Luo Xiang asks the qin, with the rhythm as the guide, and the manipulation is a hexagram, which can probe the cause and fate of the hexagram.

At this moment, they are admiring Lianshan Island, which resembles a giant turtle crawling in the water in the miaomiao smoke waves. On it, the Qionglou Yuyu, the jade carved railing, each pavilion and pavilion corresponds to the two instruments and four images, twenty-eight nights, the momentum is magnificent, magnificent.

After receiving the news from the master, Qin Yuli looked for an opportunity and said: "Ling'er is now half a pianist, and the current landscape is unique, why don't you listen to the song of humming the qin song on the scenery of Lianshan Island?" ”

Xiu Ling was also sighing at the beautiful wind on the island and the seaman Yingzhou, so he smiled slightly and hummed a tune.

Feichen Hall.

Above the copper tripod, the purple mist gradually converged, and finally entered the tripod.

The Taiyi piano in Zhen Yi's hand, the aftermath was suddenly extinguished. He was extremely surprised, his eyes froze, "Feng Zun, can you know that the Lingtu is not a person from the Heavens?" She is a different world, and she turned to the piano world before her front edge was exhausted. Her life was broken for a few days, and it was she who violated the taboo of reincarnation. ”

"But there is still a solution?" The wind is over, and the face of the song sinks like water.

Zhen Yi stroked his small black and white goat's beard, "If the deity is right, you are a love robbery, if you can make her otherworldly obsession or cut off or fulfill, or forget everything, maybe there is still room for turnaround." ”

Wind Song: "That...... Who is this person? ”

Zhen Yi didn't speak for a long time, just looked at him.

***

On Lianshan Island, Xiu Ling had just finished humming the qin song, his face suddenly turned pale and he collapsed to the ground.

Obviously, the song was just improvised, but when she sang the song, the unbearable scenes hit her heart like a tidal wave, making her feel a raging flood for a while, suddenly drowning her, and she was so uncomfortable that she was suffocated several times.

Shangsi Festival, looking at Cai Yan.

On May 5, Gongsun Changqin looked at her for the last time.

The distant memories that lingered on her broke the embankment and washed her away.

After relieving a little of his senses, he found that he was lying in Qin Yuli's arms, and the cultivator asked in a weak voice, "Sister Li, do you know who Xia Zun is?" Can you tell me ......?"

After all, she is the goddess of Luoshui, and she may not know his identity even if she knows him.

Qin Yuli also expected that Shizun's asking Qin would arouse the obscure things in her heart, and she would have questions when she woke up, but who knew that she was asking Gongsun Changqin, thinking that she was confused, "Sister is sure that she is asking Xiazun, not Fengzun?" ”

Xiu Ling rubbed his temples, suddenly had some energy, remembered the impulse just now, and hurriedly repented and said, "...... It's the master. ”

Who is the song of the wind, but it is easy to answer.

Seeing her worried, Qin Yuli suddenly felt compassion, and couldn't help but feel compassion, and leaked the heavenly opportunity and said: "Everyone knows that Fengzun is a descendant of the Fuxi Feng clan, and he is not an extraordinary human bloodline, he was born half human and half immortal, but he doesn't know its difficulties.

On the path of cultivating immortals, he is not only a hundred times more difficult than mortals, not only has to experience the suffering of the mortal world, but also has to go through heavenly tribulations. Only by surrendering to the ninety-nine-eighty-first world can one achieve positive results. Now it is his last life, and it is also the most difficult one. ”

Spiritual Rule: "Why is it difficult? ”

With a leisurely sigh, the water vapor exhaled by Qin Yuli condensed into frost flowers, floating into the white sky, "There are seventy-two qin doors in the world, each door has different qin learning, and the method of cultivating immortals also changes with the qin."

Fuxi is still natural, and needs self-denial; Luoxia is emotional, and it needs to be restrained; Luo Xiang knows the number of days and needs to be killed; The division is absent and assists the court, and it is necessary to overcome the situation; The Lord of Chaos is sane and needs to be restrained.

Because of his bloodline, Fengzun cannot forget the suffering and heavenly tribulations of life and life, and in order to attain the Tao, he must deny himself. ”

"Self-denial and renunciation......" Xiu Ling muttered, and he was a little lost in his soul.

…… Therefore, he is Cai Yan, and he also remembers everything in the past, but he must give up me.

I don't know how long it took, she got up, raised her hand to wipe the corners of her wet eyes, turned her head and asked, "Does Sister Li, know the origin of Xia Zun?" ”

Qin Yuli was stunned: "He? I really don't know. ”