The night is quiet, and the moon in the middle of the night sprinkles its bright light on the world, and everything is surprisingly quiet. Twinkling little stars decorate the dark night sky, like strange and shining gems, like twinkling little eyes. Tonight, it is like a mysterious cave, like an elegant fairyland

Li Maozhen sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, her eyes closed and began to cultivate.

Although Chen Long taught Li Maozhen's female dantian to automatically operate the cultivation technique, Li Maozhen and the others found that if they took the initiative to cultivate, their cultivation would improve quickly.

Therefore, usually at night, when they are fine, they will take the initiative to cultivate.

In the early morning, the courtyard is quiet. When the first rays of morning light shine through the mist, the small courtyard ushers in a warm morning, at this time, everything in the small courtyard is shrouded in soft morning light.

The morning sun is quiet and elegant, without that noisy atmosphere, which makes people feel calm and relaxed, and Li Maozhen is in this mood at this time.

"Whew..."

Li Maozhen exhaled a breath of turbidity, opened her eyes and saw that the sky was already bright. I haven't slept all night, I don't have a trace of sleepiness, and my mental state is full/full, and that's the benefit of cultivation.

Feeling this tranquility, a thought suddenly arose in my heart, "Guarding the last pure land in this world, so that more people can feel this tranquility and peace."

Just when Li Maozhen was thinking about the path I would take in the future.

Wang Hai's voice came from the door outside the courtyard, interrupting her thoughts: "Xiaochen, come quickly!! ”

"Uncle Wang, what's wrong, so urgent." Li Maozhen walked up to Wang Hai and asked.

Wang Hai took a breath and said, "Miss Snow is unwell today and can't go on stage. Today you go up and top it. ”

"I ?!!" Li Maozhen was dumbfounded.

"Let's go, I've got you covered." With that, Wang Hai took Li Maozhen's arm and ran towards the Flying Snow Jade Flower Terrace.

Fei Xue Pavilion, on the flying snow jade flower platform.

Li Maozhen stood on the stage alone, looking at the princes and nobles in the audience, wine bags and rice bags, and the wish in her heart was a little firmer.

Seeing Li Maozhen standing on the stage, someone in the audience shouted:

"Who's that kid?"

"Yes, we won't let an unknown brat come to perfunctory us, we came to see the Snow Maiden dance!!"

"Yes, we all paid to watch the Snow Maiden dance."

"Who, don't get this kid out yet."

“……”

Looking at the screaming aristocrats, a wave of disgust rose in Li Maozhen's heart, and she walked to the guqin that had been prepared on the stage and sat cross-legged.

Keep your hands on the strings and your eyes closed. She's looking for a feeling, a sense of being one with the piano.

Everyone in the audience saw Li Maozhen sitting in front of the guqin, and suddenly fell silent.

Quietly, quietly.

"It's called 'Moonlight.'" Li Maozhen's eyes suddenly opened, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she said lightly.

"Zheng."

As Li Maozhen's words fell, the sound of the piano broke the silence of the space and woke up all creatures.

Hold the strings with your right hand, swing your left hand into the shape of an orchid finger, your palm is empty, your middle finger is facing each other, your index and middle fingers are the same height, your little finger is slightly higher, and your palm is inward to produce a resultant force.

The hand shape began to relax, and a series of movements of the lower arm and wrist were driven by the big arm, and through the subtle feeling, the power was concentrated on the fingers, and at the same time, when Li Maozhen's wrist was relaxed, a small movement was produced in the hand, similar to a small fish swinging its tail.

She had a few fingernails on her left hand, but none on her right hand. The sound of the piano played by "half meat and half armor" does not have a trace of chaos, stuffiness and too dry, too dry sound.

Moonlight color female incense

How long is the tears broken by the sword

How painful it is to think about it

Forget about you

The lonely soul wanders with the wind

Who is going to laugh / want to be infatuated

This battlefield of red dust

Who can be the king of thousands of troops?

Who dares to break through the love pass

Looking at the bright moon, my heart is sad

Eternal hatred of reincarnation taste

Whoever is the craziest with their eyes closed

The impermanence of this world

Those who dare to love are destined to be hurt for life

Moonlight color female incense

How long is the tears broken by the sword

How painful it is to think about it

Forget about you

The lonely soul wanders with the wind

Who's going to laugh at the infatuated man

This battlefield of red dust

Who can be the king of thousands of troops?

Who dares to break through the love pass

Looking at the bright moon, my heart is sad

Eternal hatred of reincarnation taste

Whoever is the craziest with their eyes closed

Who dares to break through the love pass

Looking at the bright moon, my heart is sad

Eternal hatred of reincarnation taste

Whoever is the craziest with their eyes closed

The impermanence of this world

Those who dare to love are destined to be hurt for life

The sound of the piano is euphemistic and continuous, like a mountain spring winding from the secluded/valley, flowing slowly and swirling around the beams of the house.

A song "Moonlight" was not only played out by Li Maozhen, but also sung, and her voice has a special connotation.

Li Maozhen usually likes this kind of ancient style songs.

Of course, including this moonlight, it was all hummed by Chen Long when he was interested, but Chen Long's singing achievements were not complimentary.

This moonlight, Li Maozhen also uses Chen Long's voice, but I don't know how many times better than Chen Long sang it, it can be said that it is almost the same as the original song!

Everyone in the audience has a kind of picture, the picture scroll is lifelike, and the life is like a song. The feeling of refining the spirit and refining the void, and the feather becoming an immortal.

"Good !!"

"Good !!"

"Good !!"

After a long time, everyone in the audience woke up from the sound of the piano and singing, and as the word "good" fell short in the audience, the audience burst into applause.

The applause was so loud that the entire Feixue Pavilion shook the swing.

"It's a tune and a tune, so resonant and beautiful."

"There is a sword in the piano, a sound in the sword, a beauty in the sound, a feeling, a battlefield galloping, like a fairyland. What a song "Moonlight". ”

"Yes, the unity of human piano and sword, is actually the first pianist of my Yan Kingdom."

"Who is that young man, why haven't I heard rumors about him before?"

The small courtyard to the east of the Feixue Pavilion.

A figure with ice muscles like jade and silver hair like snow sat in front of a bronze mirror, looking through the mirror, clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin revealing a faint red/pink, thin lips like roses/petals delicate and dripping.

She is as beautiful as the naturally carved snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains, as if she can reach it, but her extraordinary temperament is often only willing to look at it from a distance, and is unwilling to blaspheme.

The woman's lips moved slightly, and she said, "Hong'er, why is it so noisy outside?" ”

Her voice was as brittle as Yinling, lingering in her ears.

A pure and lovely maid walked in outside the door, and said respectfully: "Sister Huixue, I heard that a young pianist from our Feixue Pavilion came out today to play and sing a song "Moonlight" that he created himself, which shocked the audience, and everyone said that he was the first pianist in Yan Kingdom. And..."

"A young luthier who just arrived?" The Snow Maiden muttered and pondered for a while, then said, "And what? ”

"And that young luthier lives in the courtyard next door to us." Hong'er said.

"Oh, what's his name?" Snow Maiden said with interest.

"Hmm... I heard that it was called Ye Chen. Hong'er thought for a moment and said.

"Ye Chen..."The Snow Girl muttered as she looked at the bronze mirror.

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