Chapter 122: Hundred Birds

All kinds of rumors spread from Yuecheng everywhere-

A bronze gate suddenly appeared in the depths of Wanlong Mountain near Yuecheng;

Wanlong Mountain near Yuecheng has always been green mountains and green waters, but recently it has suddenly become extremely cold, and it is said that snowflakes have begun to fall in the depths of Wanlong Mountain;

It is said that another Venerable speculated that there was a secret place in Wanlong Mountain;

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There is another news that has attracted a lot of attention in the rumors - some time ago, when the Twilight Mercenary Group was on a mission, it suddenly disappeared, and it was in Wanlong Mountain.

"Yi, what are you going to do now?" In one of the courtyards of the Wind Mansion, Yun Yi's calm face also seemed to be chapped, revealing an expression that was obviously anxious and worried. And beside him, the young man frowned even more, his silver teeth bited lightly, and he stomped his feet from time to time.

"I don't know, let's take a look!"

The Feng Mansion, which was lively a while ago, has now become silent, and there is not much sound even on the usual most lively training ground, let alone the front and back yards. The whole wind house is like a dark cloud. Coming and going, the pedestrians passing by the gate of the Wind House either glanced in a hurry, or cautiously said a few words to the people around them, and most of them did not stay for a long time.

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The wind ripples, who were not aware of the turmoil in the outside world, were competing with a guqin in front of him.

She has never touched a musical instrument like the guqin, but there are a lot of books related to musical instruments in her own space, which were brought to him by Father Feng and Mother Feng when she was on Earth, and there were also things that she put indiscriminately. There should also be a few books about the guqin, and Feng Lian vaguely remembers it. Because she has been busy cultivating, she doesn't read much of these books, but now that she has the guidance of Senior Brother Wufeng and the notes he gave, these books seem to be chicken, but it's not bad to keep them as souvenirs.

Finally finished playing a song, she happily got up and asked for credit from the windless senior brother who was looking at the mountains in the distance. "Senior Brother Wufeng, did I play the right one?"

"The talent is good, but the playing is tangible and unintentional. ”

"Still isn't it right, but I didn't press a string wrong!" Feng Lian thought he would get even a half-sentence of praise, but it obviously didn't sound like it. There was a hint of grief and disappointment in his tone at the moment.

Wufeng saw her little daughter's posture, I didn't know what I thought but smiled, like the light of the warm sun, warm and Xi, and finally no longer looked like people dared not approach and dare to respect. "Well, listen to me. He spoke.

While Wind Ripple was still shaking at his smile, Wufeng had already sat down in the place before Wind Ripple. The posture is elegant, showing the majestic and noble kingly temperament at a glance. Gently plucked two strings as an audition, the string sound was crisp, and in the jingle bell, Feng Lian also withdrew his attention and put it on the piano and the person in front of him. She knew that it was Senior Brother Wufeng who was guiding her. Wufeng played her previous song, which was called "Hundred Birds".

I saw that after he sat down in front of the piano, he was calm, his eyebrows were lowered, and in an instant, the noble aura on his body faded, bathed in the brilliance of the morning sun, at this time, he was more like an immortal who was not stained by the world. The jade hand lightly picked the silver strings and plucked them on the guqin, and the sound was beautiful and rhythmic, like the sound of heaven. With a flick of the slender fingers, a light string sound rippled out of the guqin, echoing and fluttering in the empty courtyard of the middle of the mountain.

If Feng Lian didn't get the affirmation of Wufeng before, he was still a little unconcerned and unconvinced, then when the piano sounded, he convincingly let go of the little resentment in his heart.

The windless sound of the piano is a wonderful thing that Feng Lian has never heard, and every sound is like a stirring to people's hearts, and Feng Lian only feels like there are a lot of birds dancing and crying in front of him.

She closed her eyes silently, letting the sound of the piano reach her mind and her heart from her ears. Although her eyes are closed, but in front of her is a vivid picture of mountains and rivers and birds, the light and melodious sound of the piano continues, the ears are undulating from time to time with birdsong, and the wind ripples have a kind of singing with birds in the mountains and forests.

After a long time, only to listen to the sound of the piano gradually lower and lighter, Feng Lian knew that he had finished playing this piece, and as he slowly stood up and bowed slightly, Feng Lian slowly opened his eyes, but the scene in front of him taught her to be more impressed than the previous piano sound-

Hundreds of birds hovered above them, and many more landed near them, tilting their little heads or looking at them, or flapping their wings and jumping around.

"It's all true!" Feng Lian squatted down, carefully picked up a little finch beside him, and gently touched its round little head, the little finch was not afraid of life, and directly tilted his little head and rubbed it in the palm of her hand, Feng Lian was surprised by Wufeng.

"Well, you just have to practice the notes to attract them. Seeing her surprise like this, Wufeng couldn't hide the smile on his face, and he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, but what he said made the smile on Fenglian's face stagnate. Then he caught the iris that had been on his shoulder, and said, "No, go." ”

The bird seemed to understand what he meant, and knew that there was no more sound, so it fluttered aside, but did not fly far, and landed on a nearby stone. Feng Lian thought: Isn't it that this group of birds likes the sound of the piano, so they are reluctant to go, why don't I try it? Thinking in his heart, he raised his feet and walked to Wufeng's side, Wufeng saw her little eyes and guessed her thoughts, so he gave up his seat and returned to the octagonal pavilion next to him.

Feng Lian is bent on making a blockbuster, no, it's a blockbuster. After sitting down, he also learned to have no wind, and tried two notes first, but only after these two notes, many birds flew up, and Feng Lian knew that this would not be because his piano sound was so vivid that they were ready to fly, but still held a trace of luck, "The birds will not fly away!"

It's just that imagination is always beautiful, and when Feng Lian looks up at the sky, what he sees is still the back of a hundred birds falling back to the forest and never looking back. "Alas, what a shame!" "Feng Lian muttered, "It's not miserable, isn't there still a little bit of it that hasn't left?"

Although there is no mistake in fingering, Feng Lian also feels that the piano he is playing now and the piano he is playing without wind are no longer on the same level. So out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the rest of the writing birds had also flown away, and he felt that this was expected, and he couldn't get along with himself at the moment, but went to Wufeng's side to give him serious advice.

"The sound of the piano comes from the voice of the heart, and if you have love in your heart, your piano sound can have the piano. ”

"Keen and studious". Feng Lian is smart, the word "Min", no wind is recognized, but it only ends here, as far as Feng Lian's previous actions, he can see that his junior sister is smart, but the word "studious" is not touched at all, and it is more perfunctory. So he didn't want to take it seriously, but Feng Lian's expression was obviously different at this time, and of course he also instructed her seriously.

"What was on your mind, brother, and why did they come?"

"I want to communicate, and I want to ask them to listen to my song. Of course, it doesn't mean that what you think in your heart, what kind of purpose your piano sound can achieve, you want your piano sound to have aura and rhythm, you must first understand the tune, understand the content expressed in the tune, and then put yourself in such a situation, with your attitude, your sincerity, and finally to arouse their resonance. ”

Wufeng's voice was a little ethereal when he said it, Feng Lian didn't pay attention for a while, just lowered his head and repeatedly pondered the meaning of Wufeng's words in his mind, "That is to say, I want to make myself a part of the song, the sound of the piano is my voice, I am sincere, he can resonate!"

As if he had found the key point, the more he spoke, the more excited he became, and finally he looked up excitedly, but this time he raised his eyes, and there was still a windless figure there. "Senior Brother Wufeng, where are you?" Feng Lian had a bad premonition in his heart, and hurriedly ran out of the pavilion and looked around. However, this place is so big, with towering peaks and bottomless abyssal cliffs below. In addition to these two places that could not be found, there was also a windless figure there.

"You don't have to look for it, practice well, and when the piano is finished, it's time for you to leave. Remember, you are the one who plays the piano, the piano can play and sing everything, you can communicate with all things, everything has a spirit, see if you can resonate with them. The people who inherit the Guigu Valley are all perceptive, but comprehension is one thing, and you still need to hone a lot. ”

Feng Lian was depressed, when he heard a seamless sound breaking through the air, and he was overjoyed, thinking that he was back, but after listening to it, he knew that he would not come back, and it seemed that he was going to practice alone.

"Birds, birds, can you give me this face, don't go!"

I don't know if the birds understood Feng Lai's murmur or they didn't mean to leave in the first place, when Feng Lian made up his mind to practice the piano well, the birds didn't fly away all the time, and even when Feng Lian was practicing, the writing birds were watching from the side, although they didn't dance to the sound of the piano like when they played the piano without wind, but at least they didn't leave. Feng Lian was greatly comforted, and he was more distracted when practicing.

It's just this song, Feng Lian has practiced it hundreds of times, but after hundreds of times, she doesn't feel uncomfortable or impatient. What made her even more strange was that she didn't know if she was impatient to practice, and this group of finches was also very weird, listening to the same sound hundreds of times, she didn't feel annoyed, and she was still playing by herself.

Feng Lian looked at it, smiled, and suddenly, blessed to his heart, got up and walked to this pavilion on the edge of the cliff, as if there was no wind doing it, looking into the distance.

What a magnificence! This land of mountains and rivers is just why it is shrouded in clouds and mist, why not remove the clouds and mist!

Covering the sky and the sun, the clouds and mist, the wind ripples can't help but think of the mystery that has been entangled in their hearts, this mountain and river want to see the light of day again, and they also want to solve this mystery, but how can they do this, become stronger, only become stronger, can they be fast and wanton, and they can watch happiness.

How big the world is, how happy it is to walk on it, but there are clouds and mist covering the sky and the sun, how can you appreciate it.

I wish the world to be safe, and I wish people to be healthy.

"Would you like to dance for me!"

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The evil has something to say, about the guqin, the evil is not very well understood, the evil will only be a little zither, and the attainments are not very deep, but the evil feels that the guqin can be said to be the most simple and long-standing qin, because the plot needs, so interspersed here, if there is anything wrong, I hope you will forgive me!