After coming back from collecting medicine, Zhi Ge began to practice "Streamer Fu" diligently as she promised her master, although she is a big and three rough person inside, but how to say that she is still talented, as long as she wants to learn, plus there is a good teacher like Qingnu, the progress is still very fast.

Under the pear blossom tree, Zhi Ge practiced "Streamer Fu" again. The sound of the piano is gentle and beautiful, and it is more and more like the sound of her master and young girl.

After finishing the song, Zhi Ge looked up at the master standing in front of him admiring the pear blossoms.

The young girl looked at Zhi Ge tenderly and smiled appreciatively. "Now that you have practiced fifty percent of my piano skills, in time, you will be able to get all my true inheritance. ”

Hearing that his most incompetent piano skills were finally affirmed by the master, Zhi Ge couldn't help but be happy. She stroked the five-stringed piano, and the elegant and tactful tune of "Streamer Fu" echoed in her head. This piece is Master Qingnu's favorite, and the tune is as beautiful and elegant as herself. However, the more times he practiced, the deeper Zhi Ge's understanding of "Streamer Fu" became. Every time she played it, she felt as if a woman was whispering her thoughts about her distant lover. This feeling always makes Zhige's heart a little sad and stuffy.

"Master, do you know who wrote "Streamer Fu", and why does the melody sound so sad when the tune is melodious?"

Qingnu lowered her head slightly and sighed, and explained to Zhi Ge: "This "Streamer Fu" was made by my master, Goddess Wuluo. As soon as I was born, I was raised by the master to the door, but it didn't take long for the master to pass away, I heard Taifeng say that this "Streamer Fu" is a gift left to me by the master, so I began to study the piano skills since I was a child, hoping to reproduce the "Streamer Fu" to the original level of the master, so as to live up to the master's high expectations. ”

"Master Wu Luo's composition?'Streamer' is a wonder that only appears in the Demon World for a thousand years, since this song is called "Streamer Fu", then Master Wu Luo must have been to the Demon World and seen the Streamer?"

At the mention of the streamer, a happy smile appeared on the green girl's face. "That's right, 'Streamer' is a wonder of the Demon Realm, and I was only fortunate enough to have seen it once in the Demon Realm, it is really brilliant and dazzling, and I will never forget it!"

Zhi Ge had never seen the young girl show such an intoxicated look, and she couldn't help but ask, "Is that 'streamer' really so beautiful?"

"Yes!" the young girl blurted out. "Zhi Ge, only if you have seen such a beautiful 'streamer', can you play the most beautiful "Streamer Fu". One day, you must go to the Demon Realm to see, even if you wait for thousands of years, as long as you can see it for a moment, it will not be in vain. ”

"Isn't this life in vain?" Zhi Ge silently recited this sentence in her heart, and still asked the question she wanted to ask the most: "I heard that 'Streamer' should be watched with her beloved, then the two people who love each other will remain unswerving until death and will not change their hearts for the rest of their lives." I don't know who Master Wu Luo watched with at the beginning, and why she wasn't together later, which made her make such a sad "Streamer Fu". ”

The young girl's figure was stunned, and helplessness and bitterness appeared on her face. She said softly: "Although my master is the supreme of the immortal realm, and he has helped the Emperor of Heaven to recruit the remnants of Chiyou and divide the six realms, but she still can't escape the destiny of heaven, she has met people who shouldn't have met, and tasted the bitterness of lovesickness that shouldn't be tasted. ”

Zhi Ge's eyes gradually became gloomy as he stared at the young girl, and he became sad.

100,000 years ago, the goddess Wuluo has always been the supreme image of the legendary fairy world, and the people of the Six Realms will only praise her for helping the Emperor of Heaven descend to the Chiyou tribe, divide the Six Realms, and sign the Qingyao Covenant.

Zhi Ge wanted to ask something more, but the young girl didn't want to continue chatting, she beckoned Zhi Ge to put the piano away and began to learn how to make Shenmeng incense.

Watching the young girl enter the house, Zhi Ge pursed her lips and swallowed the words she wanted to ask.

Master, who did you watch the streamer with back then?

In the secret room of the Demon Palace, the high priest of the demon clan stood in front of a Dharma platform, a bronze small tripod was hung in each of the four corners above the Dharma platform, and a lilac bottle was suspended in the center, the mouth of the bottle was not sealed, and inside the bottle, there was a black aura surging sharply.

Beside the high priest, a group of soldiers in black armor sat cross-legged outside the altar, each holding the same hand, from them, black aura continued to flow out, injected into the four dings, and the red lotus karmic fire in the dings burned more and more vigorously because of their magical power.

The High Priest took up the wand in his hand, gathered all his life's energy, and muttered a series of forbidden incantations. As if hearing the call, the breath in the purple bottle no longer surged in disorder, but gradually gathered together.

On the right side of the altar, there stood a row of maids holding black bottles. As the high priest shouted, "Purple Fire Demon Array, get up, open the bottle!" The maids immediately obeyed the order to lift the cap of the bottle and hold the black bottle above their heads with both hands.

The same black aura continued to escape from those black bottles, and these breaths seemed to feel magnetism, and they all rushed into the lilac bottles.

Gradually, the black mist in the original purple bottle grew bigger and bigger, more and more, until it filled the entire bottle. More and more breath poured into the bottle, and the bottle seemed to be unable to hold so much mist, but the enlarged mist could not even break free from the bottle, but the black became thicker and thicker, and finally it was even like thick ink, so black that it could not be dissolved.

The High Priest kept saying words, and with each incantation, his voice grew louder, his brow and muscles tightened, his eyes cracked more, and the bloodshot in his eyes became more scarlet. It seemed that the high priest had exerted his greatest strength, and he shouted, "Break!"

The lilac bottle finally couldn't hold it anymore and burst open. The black mist in the bottle was finally freed at this moment.

The black mist continued to absorb the breath in the black bottle, growing larger and larger above the Dharma platform. The black mist gradually began to change into a human form, but the human form was not yet clear.

Time passed little by little, and the high priest continued to use his staff to support the entire formation, but the beads of sweat on his horns became denser and denser, and the soldiers who supported the burning of the red lotus karmic fire were also the same as the high priest.

The human form grew larger and larger, and now it was the size of an adult man.

When the high priests and soldiers saw this, their faces showed joy that they were about to succeed. They gathered all the remaining strength and injected more magic into the formation. With the infusion of powerful magic, the humanoid shape sped up its transformation, and soon, smooth skin, powerful limbs, and strong chest revealed from the black mist.

The high priest ordered loudly: "There is only one last step left, everyone, it is better to die than let the great prince be reborn!"

"Yes!" replied the soldiers, categorically. They immediately held their dantian and allowed themselves to bring out the greatest strength.

Finally, with the joint efforts of the high priest and the soldiers, a face appeared in the black mist, and it was the face of Bo Wu, the great prince of the demon clan!

Bo Wu slowly fell from the sky, the black mist still surrounded his naked body and did not disperse, he opened his hands, trying to incorporate those breaths into his body, when there was no more black mist lingering on him, he opened his eyes that had been closed, and the blood-red pupils were even more demonic and terrifying under the cover of the red lotus karmic fire!

"Welcome to the rebirth of the Great Prince!" the High Priest knelt respectfully along with everyone else to welcome the return of the Great Prince, Bo Wu, who had been dissipated for thirty years.

Bo Wu raised his right hand and moved his fingers. He hadn't seen himself in thirty years, and it was all thanks to that woman!

"Stop!" Bo Wu shouted out the name of the enemy who made him want to kill a thousand times and then quickly.

Now that he's back, he's going to be even crazier than ever!

Zhi Ge, who was practicing sword with Tang Hua, suddenly stopped the move in his hand, Tang Hua's attack was too late to stop, and the sword blade grazed her right arm, cutting Zhi Ge's sleeve apart.

"Whew! I'm scared to death! If you want to stop and don't tell me in advance, my swordsmanship is not as good as yours, what if I don't catch it and hurt you!" Tang Hua was a little scared, and asked angrily.

Zhi Ge didn't seem to hear Tang Hua's complaints, she just looked at the direction of the exit of Qingyao Mountain with wide eyes, which was the direction where the Demon Realm was located.

Is there any change again? It seems that Chen Yan needs to be more vigilant.

Mei Huai came to the maple lawn, saw the middle court who was already waiting there, and asked a little unhappily, "What are you asking me to do here?"

Zhong Ting looked at Mei Huai, and his heart tingled again. Sure enough, except for the imperial brother, she couldn't see anyone else or anything. For example, he, the things he did for her that he hid from his father.

Zhong Ting looked bitterly at Mei Huai, who was anxiously waiting for his answer, and nodded heavily. "Hmm!"

"Really?" Mei Huai asked happily, with a surprise in her eyes that could not be concealed.

"The high priest has collected all the breath of the imperial brother, yesterday he activated the purple fire demon array, and the imperial brother has been reborn. ”

Mei Huai seemed to be in disbelief, and kept muttering. "He's back, he's back! God has eyes, my thirty years of hard work have not been in vain! Bo Wu, I'm going to see him. ”

After Mei Huai finished speaking, she was about to leave, but Zhong Ting hurriedly stopped her.

"Don't worry, Immortal Venerable has a ban, we can't go down the mountain at will. I came today to deliver a message for the imperial brother, and he said that he was waiting for you in the East China Sea. You can send a letter to your father and ask him to find a reason to summon you home, and Xianzun will definitely agree to it for the sake of the old dragon king's face. Zhong Ting looked at Mei Huai's frowning brows, and couldn't help but comfort her again: "Brother Huang has returned, you have come to Japan for a long time, and you are not in a hurry for this day or two." ”

"You're right, I'll go back and deliver a message to my father now!" Mei Huai nodded in agreement and trotted away quickly.

Zhong Ting looked at her departing figure, and his face was a loss that could no longer be hung on. It seems that every time, he will be thrown down by Mei Huai. Every time, he could only look at Mei Huai's departing back sentimentally. How many more times will this happen?

The royal brother is back, and in the future, he may not even have a chance to see her back. Zhong Ting thought self-deprecatingly.