The apricot blossoms are scattered, falling one by one, flying all over the sky like snowflakes.

Li Tu under the tree closed his eyes softly, his expression was quiet, and his hands fell on the remnant of the piano without strings. In his mind, one note after another, one fingering after another, kept flashing, as if imprinted in his soul.

It's so clear that you can't forget it.

His hands were on the remnant of the piano, which had no strings, and he plucked it rapidly, and the notes floated one by one. Pull, full support, sting, hook, finger turning, soling......

The demeanor is calm and the movements are elegant.

Although the remnant qin has no strings, it produces beautiful notes.

At this time, white notes were drawn from Li Tu's fingers, drifted into the sky, and landed in the apricot grove full of apricot blossoms.

In front of the wine shop, the little dragon king, who was already dying, suddenly opened his eyes at this time. Its expression, as if it had eaten an elixir, felt extremely comfortable.

In the depths of its soul, there is a faint joy that is speechless.

This is the joy of the heart, an irresistible joy that is born from the bottom of the heart.

The white notes slashed out from Li Tu's fingers one by one, turning into the sound of gurgling water, constantly washing away the dirt on the little dragon king's heart.

This is the sound of the piano that can cleanse the soul!

At this time, the little dragon king looked at Li Tu who was quietly stroking the qin in horror, and his eyes were full of shock. The notes drawn between the fingers turned into gurgling water, like a fairy music divine comedy, constantly washing its heart, washing away the dust on its heart, and making its heart regain joy.

I don't know when, the little dragon king slowly climbed under the apricot blossom tree, and listened quietly under Li Tu's feet.

Although Li Tu closed his eyes, he seemed to see it, and showed a faint smile at the little dragon king.

One by one, the notes are perfectly interpreted from his hands and played to the extreme.

"How long has it been since I played it?"

Li Tu asked in his heart, and as time passed, he gradually indulged in his own performance.

Forgot everything.

Every note floats, and the little dragon king can feel its beauty and magic.

In the shower to the beautiful sound of the piano, the little dragon king felt that his soul had been sublimated, and he had an indescribable feeling.

I don't know when, Yan Qing, who had fainted, also woke up.

At this time, he walked out of the wine shop with difficulty, and looked in horror at Li Tu, who was quietly stroking the qin under the apricot blossom tree.

This is the voice of God that should not exist in the world.

When he heard the sound of the piano, such a sentence was born in his heart.

Although Yan Qing felt very tired and didn't have any strength in his body, under the sound of this piano. He didn't seem to feel tired anymore, and his heart was filled with joy, and at some point, a sincere smile appeared on his face.

The white notes condensed from between the fingers floated into the sky, flying like snowflakes. The notes spilled into his heart, touching the depths of his heart and bringing joy.

Yan Qing stood quietly, her head tilted slightly, looking at the snowflake-like notes, her eyes gradually blurred.

Under the apricot blossom tree, Li Tu quietly stroked the piano, his demeanor was calm, his movements were elegant, and he was completely intoxicated by his own piano sounds, or he was hooked, or he turned his fingers......

This sound was interpreted by him to the extreme, to a kind of perfection.

A pull, a flick, all exude a kind of charm......

In front of the wine shop, Yan Qing looked at the notes in the sky with a smile on her face, watching quietly, a little fascinated, and a little crazy.

"The piano is for fun, you can watch the wind and teach, you can breathe the heart, you can distinguish joy and anger, you can enjoy your feelings, you can calm your mind, you can be courageous, you can be unconventional, you can be ghosts and gods......"

I don't know when, Li Tu opened his eyes and said lightly, at this time, his voice was as beautiful as the sound of the piano.

At this time, Yan Qing also walked to Li Tu's side and sat down quietly.

With the passage of time, the notes evolve little by little, and the breath of life contained in it becomes stronger and stronger. In the end, these notes fell on the little dragon king's body, and the wounds on its body healed quickly, and it was intact in just a moment.

The little dragon king jumped excitedly, but its movements were very light, and he bowed lightly to Li Tu.

Li Tu just smiled and nodded.

At this time, Yan Qing saw that many birds appeared on the surrounding apricot blossom trees, including orioles, thrushes, chickadees, rhododendrons, and larks......

As the sound of the piano fell, more and more birds flew in, and they all bowed in front of Li Tu, which seemed very spiritual.

Seeing this scene, Yan Qing couldn't help but be stunned.

Is this a pilgrimage?

Are these birds worshipping Litu?

In the reckless mountain forest outside Lianshan City, birds flew out of the forest one by one, all flying towards Lianshan City.

The birds were very excited, squeaking and chirping happily.

In the sky above Lianshan City, birds flew by, they were either ordinary birds, or powerful demon birds, or rare birds with precious bloodlines......

The list goes on.

It covers almost the entire sky.

At this time, the cultivators in the city raised their heads one by one, looking at the countless birds flying in the sky, and their hearts were puzzled.

However, they all flew to one place.

On the ninth floor of Renjie Building, Xia Yuhao, Hua Hongyi and other outstanding young men and women of the thirty-six ethnic groups, they naturally saw these birds.

"What happened, why did all those birds fly down in Xinghua Village?" asked a young man in confusion.

"Could it be that something happened in Xinghua Village?" said Hua Hongyi's eyes lit up.

"Hey, these birds seem to be very excited, as if they are ...... pilgrimage," Xia Yuhao said in surprise.

"Pilgrimage?"

Everyone was stunned, and then they also saw some clues.

"Let's go, let's see. ”

Someone proposed, and then this group of outstanding young people walked down the Renjie Building and walked towards Xinghua Village. Walking along the road, they found that there were many people like them.

When they entered Xinghua Village, they immediately heard a beautiful piano note and saw the notes flying in the sky.

The notes that fell like snowflakes also fell on their hearts.

They felt the joy in their hearts, the irresistible joy from their hearts, and now they all slowed down and listened intently, lest they would miss this wonderful divine sound.

As Yan Qing sighed, this is simply the divine sound that should not appear in the world.

This song should only be in heaven!

At this time, Xinghua Village is full of birds, and there are countless birds everywhere you look, on the ground, on the trees, on the eaves, in the sky......

They walked cautiously, not daring to step on the bird, and walked for a long time before they came to the wine-shop. Then they saw the scholar under the apricot blossom tree, and also saw the remnant of the piano without strings.

However, it was from that remnant piano that the wonderful divine sound came out.

One by one, the birds worshipped the scholars......

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