The Ghost Crying Baby was dancing a strange dance on the ground, Shangguan Xiaoyao sat cross-legged listening to Xia Zhi's music, and Yin Zhiyao sat there with her eyes closed and played intently.

"How good is it to listen to Xiaoyao?" Yin Zhiyao opened her eyes and kept looking at Shangguan Xiaoyao with both hands.

Shangguan was stunned for a while before noticing Yin Zhiyao's question, and then his eyes also caught a glimpse of Yin Zhiyao's hands and was about to stop playing the kite: "Don't don't, don't stop Zhiyao's hands, if the sound of the piano stops, the ghost crying baby will make trouble again." ”

"But there are only four pieces of this movement of all things, and now that the summer movement has been played, there are two more pieces and they are really gone. Yin Zhiyao said as she spoke, with a sweep of strings in her hand, seamlessly switching to the Autumn Chapter, which made people feel bleak. "It's kind of like I'm taking care of a kid right now. ”

Shangguan smiled freely, and was amused by Yin Zhiyao's helpless words at the end: "Zhiyao, don't panic, wait until I surrender this ghost crying baby." ”

Pulling out the folding fan on his waist, Shangguan Xiaoyao waved it for a while, and the fire in the furnace shook and was ignited.

The state of the ghost crying baby who was sleepy and napping under the autumn music just now changed in an instant, and he jumped up from the ground to face the fire in the furnace on Shangguan Yao's folding fan, and even the two of them had already felt the trembling soul breath on his body.

"Now, bow down or just do it!" The three-foot flame slashed in mid-air, and a ripple hit the ground in front of the Devil Crying Baby, and a dark red scratch on the stone slab did not cool for a long time.

The Ghost Crying Baby was directly frightened and wailed and moved backwards, as if the scratch was an abyss ahead of it.

"Ghost Cry Baby, I ask you, surrender me to life and dissipate in the world!" Shangguan Xiao Yao circled around the Ghost Crying Baby, forcibly endured the wailing of the Ghost Crying Baby, and once again hit three fire marks, and the scratches carved on the ground completely imprisoned the Ghost Cry Baby in place. "These are the only two paths you can take!"

Yin Zhiyao saw that Shangguan Xiaoyao was tormented by the wailing of the ghost crying baby, and the blood vessels on her forehead jumped suddenly, and the strength in her hand couldn't help but increase a little, intending to forcibly suppress the voice of the ghost crying baby.

However, Shangguan Xiaoyao waved his hand and said, "Zhi Yao, gradually lower your voice, I want to completely surrender this ghost crying baby!" and then strode towards the ghost crying baby, and the fire in the furnace continued to draw ripples, and the range of activities around the ghost crying baby continued to shrink.

At this point, the zhengyin in Yin Zhiyao's hand completely lost control of the ghost crying baby, and the other party directly pulled his throat and wailed, and the tragic voice made Shangguan Xiaoyao hold his ears with his hands in pain.

"Happy!" Yin Zhiyao asked urgently after a burst of agitation from the desolate guzheng in her hand, which temporarily suppressed the ghost crying baby.

"It's okay, this ghost crying baby has nowhere to escape!" Shangguan Xiaoyao, who was slightly adapted, directly pointed the three-foot fire sword at the ghost crying baby, and asked with a stern face. "Surrender or die!"

The ghost cry baby sat on the ground trembling on his back, and once again let out a ghost cry wolf howl that made the soul tremble, this time Shangguan Xiaoyao endured the tremor from the soul, and held the folding fan with both hands to force the ghost cry baby little by little.

"Surrender to me, or you'll be destroyed!"

Eventually, the fire in the furnace stopped before it was about to ignite the leaves on Ghost Cry Baby's head, for the horrible sounds were gone, except for the rustle of grass as Ghost Cry Kowtow.

At this time, the winter music of jingling bells sounded, and the ghost crying baby slowly curled up, swaying there and making a baby-like sound.

"It looks like it's over. When the wailing disappeared, Shangguan Xiaoyao knew that he had successfully subdued this guy, and sat on the ground with his body spread out.

The folding fan finally played its original role, and Shangguan, who was covered in sweat, kept fanning the wind without stopping, so that he felt a little comfortable.

"Devil Weeping Baby, a legendary creature that can feed souls after submission. The recovered Shangguan Xiaoyao held the dormant ghost crying baby in his hand, and after automatically establishing a soul connection, Shangguan Xiaoyao only felt a burst of comfort from the depths of his soul, which was the soul worshiped by the ghost crying grass was slowly growing into the realm. "That's how I surrendered, hahaha. ”

After looking at it for a while, Shangguan Xiaoyao frowned again, turned to Yin Zhiyao and asked, "You should wake up after this winter movement, why is the ghost crying baby still curled up in a ball?"

"I'll try to play another piece of spring music. After speaking, a short piece of vibrant music came out from the barren zither, and Shangguan Xiaoyao immediately noticed the movement of the ghost crying baby in his hand.

"Wow!" A child's coquettish roar, the torso of the ghost crying baby was stretched out, and it stood in the hands of Shangguan Xiaoyao in a large shape.

"It seems that this guy's state is manipulated by music, which is a bit unexpected. Constantly fiddling with the ghost crying baby in his hand, Shangguan Xiaoyao said with joy on his face. "It's easy to talk about this guy's companion when you meet it in the future, let's talk about it after a four-season movement is dormant!"

"You think that anyone can play the Four Seasons movement, and it requires a strong soul to play it with a good instrument with their true emotions. Yin Zhiyao pouted and explained to Shangguan Xiaoyao that she was going to put away the desolate guzheng.

"Is the soul strong? borrow me for the use of the absurd zither. When Shangguan Xiaoyao heard this, he put the ghost crying baby on his shoulder, and took the desolate guzheng in Yin Zhiyao's hand. "With my emotions, I don't know if I can try it. ”

As soon as Shangguan Xiaoyao's hand touched the strings of the desolate zither, a hundred flowers were already blooming in this small courtyard, birds were singing, and a scene of spring had emerged.

"This vision... Congratulations to the goddess for breaking through again!" Xue Shiqing, who had finally entered the courtyard, stared at the constantly changing visions in the courtyard with wide eyes, and thought that Yin Zhiyao's exercises had reached a higher level.

"It's not me, it's the Child. Yin Zhiyao was also stunned, and it took most of the day to come back to her senses and point to Shangguan Xiaoyao and say.

The desolate guzheng kept plucking in Shangguan Xiaoyao's hands, and the vision also rose to the top of the butterfly, constantly evolving into the realm of the revival of all things in spring, and the player, Shangguan Xiaoyao, had completely become a piano idiot, not noticing the changes around him at all.

"Huh?" Shangguan Xiaoyao woke up from his state of concentration, and found that the originally bare courtyard was already full of lush scenery, the bluestone slabs on the ground were broken by wild grasses as thick as hair, and the courtyard walls were destroyed by wild vines and umbrella-like trees, and Shangguan Xiaoyao could even see the fruits that were bearing fruit on the books. "What's going on?"

“... The music of spring, the ninth weight, the revival of all things. Yin Zhiyao sat on a vine that had fallen from a tree and swung on it, and explained to Shangguan Xiaoyao. "From this realm, all visions are no longer illusions, and all songs and fairy sounds will truly affect everything around them. ”

Shangguan Xiaoyao frowned and looked at the desolate guzheng in his hand, he sensed a trace of the spring and autumn time breath in the playing just now, so he immersed himself in it and tried to grasp the clues of the Spring and Autumn Divine Sect, but the result had just begun, and the song had already been played.

"Childe Xiaoyao, haven't you really learned anything from the Tianyin Holy Venerable, how can you be so ......?"

"Zhiyao, the next song. Shangguan Xiaoyao's fingers put on the strings of the zither again, and before Yin Zhiyao could finish speaking, he interrupted her inquiry, preparing to continue playing the music of Xia. "Hurry up, I feel something waiting for me in this song!"

Yin Zhiyao, who was interrupted by Shangguan Xiaoyao's rudeness, was just about to raise a little emotion, but when she looked up, she found that Shangguan Xiaoyao's face became extremely serious, and then she also got upright, took out the spare guzheng and sat opposite Shangguan Xiaoyao in the air: "Since Xiaoyao Gongzi insists on exploring, Zhiyao should accompany him." ”

The aura of the goddess also emerged with Yin Zhiyao's solemn eyes, and her eyes swept at Xue Shiqing, who was frozen at the courtyard gate, and opened her mouth quite majestically and said, "Hall Master Xue, the matter of protecting the Dharma has been entrusted. ”

Without waiting for Xue Shiqing to agree, he swept the strings and played the overture of the summer movement.

In the face of the two talented young men who had become powerful, Xue Shiqing, whose mentality had completely entered a state of numbness, could only obediently stand next to the two sitting cross-legged, watching the two of them intoxicated with playing.

"Is this the real vertical and horizontal talent..."Xue Shiqing's gaze boldly wandered between Shangguan Xiaoyao and Yin Zhiyao, and the sound of the piano in front of the two of them was also in his ears. "Who is better of these two?"

Xue Shiqing simply sat down cross-legged, listening to the two-piece ensemble like the ancient powers, and couldn't help but immerse himself in it.

"It's worthy of Shangguan Xiaoyao, the sound of the piano was a little hesitant and jerky at the beginning, but after such a period of time, it has been able to completely replay it from my hands. Although Yin Zhiyao's body and mind were completely immersed in the music of Xia, her consciousness remained awake, and she couldn't help but be secretly amazed by Shangguan's ability to be free. "The Summer Movement is the longest of the four seasons, and it is also the most difficult, I didn't expect Xiaoyao to be able to follow so easily. ”

The sound of the guzheng under Yin Zhiyao's fingers changed sharply, from the lush forest to a roaring river.

However, Shangguan Yaoyao's Zheng sound has already changed the past one step ahead, and there is a trace of the murderous aura of natural selection in the natural law in the summer music of the growth of all things.

"What kind of breath is this, the blade is sharp, with a smell of blood, is this the Four Seasons Movement?" As Shangguan Yao took a step forward over her, Yin Zhiyao suddenly had a strange feeling of unfamiliarity with the Four Seasons Movement that she had been playing for many years. "No, it's my score that is missing, and the Lord didn't teach me all the music of the Four Seasons!"

Yin Zhiyao's playing, who had sensed something, was becoming more and more sluggish, and he had already developed a feeling of unsustainability, and the traces of the break had already been noticed by Xue Shiqing.

"Lord Goddess, stabilize your mind!" Xue Shiqing listened to Yin Zhiyao's music, and a trace of black qi had already emerged, and he immediately took out his hoe magic weapon and swung it at the zither that Yin Zhiyao held on his knees.