"Oh my God, the guqin worth tens of millions of immortal stones......"

Chidori seemed to be frightened and stupid, and his mind was full of thousands of immortal stones.

"Little Sister Qianduo, Fang Cai Liuli said that last time a wind back guqin in ancient times was auctioned for tens of millions of immortal stones, this was a long, long time ago, and now a wind back guqin in ancient times is auctioned again, its value ...... Definitely more than 10 million, maybe 30 or 50 million, maybe more. ”

Xuanyun's voice came, making the mind of Chidori, who had been carried away by tens of thousands of immortal stones, instantly blank, and he muttered in distraction: "Three or fifty million...... Maybe more than that...... Oh my God!"

Qiandao couldn't hold back any longer, ran to Qianling's side, and said excitedly and excitedly: "Sister Ling'er, have you heard, your guqin is worth more than thirty or fifty million, if it is sold, we will make a fortune!"

Qian Ling said helplessly: "You little girl knows how to make a fortune all day long, so I will simply change your name to Xiaocai in the future." ”

Liuli said: "Sister Qiandao, such a good guqin, why sell it, Fenghui Guqin is a guqin that many qin immortals dream of, many old-timers in our Lotus Secret Realm, including Senior Brother Xuanyun, have always wanted to have a Fenghui guqin, but Fenghui Guqin is too rare, even if it is a high price, no one is willing to sell it." ”

Xuanyun also said: "Indeed, the Fenghui guqin is very rare, with a high appreciation space, it is very worthy of collection, its value is high, not at all how many immortal stones can measure, the most important thing is that the reason why the Fenghui guqin is called Fenghui is because the sound of the qin is unique, mysterious, like the reincarnation in the wind, very magical, which is why many qin immortals dream of it The real reason." ”

"But...... Thirty or fifty million is really a lot of immortal stones......"

Chidori is indeed a small money fan, her biggest dream is to have countless immortal stones, but in this life, she said that thirty or fifty million, that is, ten million, even if a million immortal stones are piled up, she has never seen it.

"Sister Chidori, you are really...... Thirty or fifty million sounds like a lot, but it's not much when you actually spend it. Liuli said with a smile: "Now an entry-level immortal weapon on the market requires six million immortal stones, even if you only buy one, refining this immortal weapon every year, the amount of immortal stones spent is countless, and the remaining immortal stones won't take long at all......"

"Hey, Sister Liuli, don't say that, I'm not as rich as you, thirty or fifty million is nothing to you, but it's ...... for me It's just too much, I haven't dreamed of seeing so many immortal stones. ”

Liuli said helplessly: "This is not a question of whether you have money or not, in the future, when you have your own creation, refining and creation, you will know that thirty or fifty million dollars are really like running water." ”

Everyone's family background, cultivation is for creation, and their experience is different, and their vision is naturally different.

Like Qiandori, who is only a golden immortal cultivator, and has no cultivation, in addition to the needs of cultivation, the most expensive thing is to temper her own half-finished immortal soldiers, and she actually doesn't need much throughout the year, and the twenty or thirty thousand immortal stones she earns every year can be completely handled, and there can be a surplus.

But.

Like Xuanyun and Liuli, it's different.

Each of them has two creations on their bodies, plus two or three immortal weapons, and they are all of hanging grades, just refining these creations and magic weapons The annual cost of immortal stones is about millions, and it is only a lot more, this is only a necessary expense, if you add their usual daily expenses, it is even more terrifying.

You must know that they are born rich and wealthy, and they usually spend lavishly on their daily consumption, such as today's delicious meal costs as much as 10,000, which is a luxury for Chidori, but it is no longer ordinary for them, and it is not worth mentioning at all.

Beside.

Gu Qingfeng poured himself a drink, looked at them, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

In ancient times, although there was a lack of resources and it was not easy to survive, everyone came out step by step, as long as they became immortals, they were basically considered to be overcome, and they were admired in the secular world, even if they reached the great wilderness, everyone was an immortal who had cultivated asceticism, no one was better than anyone else, who could grab resources, and whose ability it was, and the gap between the rich and the poor was not too big.

And now.

Immortals don't have to boil anymore.

Basically, he was born as an immortal.

After all, it has been 10,000 years since the beginning of the present and ancient times, and the resources of the vast world have either been occupied or monopolized.

The poor will only get poorer, the rich will only get richer, the poor will die, and the rich will die.

Immortals without a family background are destined to struggle for survival.

Gu Qingfeng was sighing, and the sound of the piano suddenly sounded.

Gu Qingfeng held the wine glass, cocked Erlang's legs, changed his posture, looked over, and found that Qian Ling in the field had already begun to play.

The sound of the piano is really like a breeze blowing in the ears, and the sound of the piano echoes and hovers in my mind.

The moment the piano sounded, Gu Qingfeng's eyebrows not only raised slightly, Qian Ling's attainments in the field of music and rhythm made him feel quite surprised, although he didn't know when Qian Ling began to study music and rhythm, but the time should not be very long, after all, Qian Ling's practice has only been more than forty years, don't say that she is 'halfway home', that is, she has been studying music and rhythm for more than 40 years, and she can have such attainments, and her talent is definitely enough.

Whether it is the flexible use of various fingerings, or the subtlety of various strings, and the artistic conception of various tunes are extraordinary.

Close your eyes.

Gu Qingfeng listened carefully to the music played by Qianling.

The music is very beautiful, dreamlike, immersed in it, giving people a very wonderful feeling.

Not only did Gu Qingfeng feel like this, but also Xuanyun, Liuli, Qiandao and others in the field were all the same, all of them were infected by the sound of Qianling's piano, immersed in it, as if in a dream, they were like a cheerful butterfly dancing freely in the air, jumping over mountains, rivers and seas, and forests...... It's just flying, it's flying.

The feeling of freedom is incomparably desirable.

At the end of the song, everyone seemed to be still immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves, and still unsatisfied.

"Wow! what a wonderful feeling...... It's true...... It's so desirable......" Liuli asked in surprise, "Sister Ling'er, what kind of song are you playing?" ”

"This is a piece I wrote a while ago. ”

"Qianling Fairy can create such a beautiful tune, it's really admirable!!" Xuan Yun exclaimed, "Can you tell me the name of this tune?"

"I don't have a name yet. ”

"If you don't have a name, you won't be able to do it, and you dare to name this piece 'yearning', I don't know what Fairy Qianling thinks?"

"Longing? That's a good name!"

Both Liuli and Qianling feel that the name Longing is very in line with the artistic conception of this song.

"Longing?" Qian Ling muttered, lost in thought.

According to the artistic conception expressed in the song, it is associated with the word yearning, if the fairy is not satisfied, don't mind. ”

"Master Xuanyun misunderstood, I'm not dissatisfied, I just ......" Qian Ling shook his head slightly, and said, "I'm just ...... I don't know what kind of mood I expressed when I wrote this piece. ”

"Sister Ling'er, this is a piece of music that you composed yourself, how can you not know the artistic conception of the song?"

"I ...... I don't know......"

At this time, a lazy voice came: "Since you don't know, let's call it 'hesitation'." ”

When the word hesitation came, Qian Ling's heart trembled suddenly, and he stared at the mediocre-looking guy who poured himself a drink with an incredible, more self-aware look.

(End of chapter)