Reminiscing about the past, with a smile on his face. Look now, I want to kick you to death.

This is the mentality of Yu Ning.

I think that at the beginning, after the opening of the Mingyue Tower at the beginning of the Yuanming Empire, Ye Changtian, Lin Qingyue, Ning Xiaoxue and Yu Ning traveled through the Yuanming Empire together, at ease, unrestrained, indulging in the mountains and rivers, singing in the rivers and seas, that is the best memory.

It's just that along the way, I have become a superfluous person, a lonely and lonely person, and a song "Hatred Spectrum" has become a true portrayal of myself:

Leaning against the window and counting the stars,

The most infatuation is difficult to pay.

The solitary piano plucks the strings lightly,

Low eyebrows and strange pentatonic spectrum.

Yu Ning didn't believe in his thoughts, Ye Changtian didn't know, he didn't believe in his loneliness, Ye Changtian didn't feel it. There were a few times when Yu Ning pushed open the window, Ye Changtian only stayed not far away, as if he was simply walking by, but who knows, it was not a kind of wandering, wanting to step forward but unable to come forward to comfort.

Yu Ning was sad, but the biggest sadness did not come from her loneliness, but from Tang Ranyun. Yu Ning recognized Lin Qingyue, Ning Xiaoxue, and Zi Ling, but why was Tang Ranyun with Ye Changtian?

Isn't he as good as Tang Ranyun?

If it weren't for Tang Ranyun's disappearance in distress, Yu Ning would definitely want to meet this woman in person and see what she has more than herself.

Is it because I am not proactive enough?

With a grudge in his soft eyes, looking at Ye Changtian in the No. 6 enchantment, Yu Ning remembered that time again, when he passed by a small city, he taught himself a ring, and dared to say that he was stupid.

Where is he stupid, I just want him to teach a few more times.

Damn Ye Changtian!

Indeed, the current Ye Changtian is really hateful.

Others were refining cardamom and sweating profusely, but he was so good that he had a lot of fun, this is a weird guy who doesn't take the usual path!

"Come on, all stand up, I'm starting to ring it, remember, where the circle falls, you stay there, you are not allowed to run, you are not allowed to go out of the circle......" Ye Changtian seemed to be talking to a child, and introduced the rules in a matter-of-fact manner.

Yuan Zhao saw this scene, the flame that had just wrapped the cardamom thousand golden vines shook suddenly, and it was over, the squeamish cardamom thousand golden vines became irritable, and the heart of the internal temperature jumped irregularly, no matter how Yuan Zhao controlled it, he couldn't appease the cardamom thousand golden vines, and under the anger, the temperature rose all the way to 20,000 degrees, and still did not break the coat of the cardamom thousand golden vines.

There's no way, the position that can't be stormed is not your position after all.

Yuan Zhao gave up the cardamom vine in his hand, and after retracting the flame, the cardamom vine became pitch black, and this cardamom vine had become blackened and could no longer be refined.

Yuan Zhao glanced at Ye Changtian extremely depressed, Ye Changtian really picked up the ring and threw it directly into the standing cardamom golden vine, even though the bamboo ring jumped a few times, but it was still firmly set outside a cardamom thousand golden vine.

Yuan Zhao's eyes were a little dazed, and he seemed to feel that the cardamom vine that was trapped moved, like, smiled happily?

Sperm?

No way!

Although the cardamom vine has an energy body, it is a lifeless existence after all. Besides, how many years has this kind of thing been dry, how can there still be signs of life?

It's just pure matter, energy, that's all.

Yuan Zhao reined in his mind and no longer paid attention to Ye Changtian, now his own affairs are the most important, let Ye Changtian play!

Blue wine is very powerful, in less than half an hour, it has completed the refining of forty cardamom thousand golden vines, and Dongfang Guihong is not weak at all, only one difference from blue wine, and Su Geng is also very strong, chasing Dongfang Guihong.

What is surprising is that Song Yunxiu was not favored at first, but in this competition, he was very conspicuous!

After Song Yunxiu completed the refining of a cardamom thousand golden vine, he picked up a cardamom thousand golden vine casually, and then muttered something, three sentences later, the flame rose, the coat fell, repeatedly refined, and the completion was put into the bottle.

Extremely smooth and proficient.

Zhou Youzi in the group of twelve nodded again and again, and the calculation Tianzhi on the side was very puzzled, and couldn't help but ask Zhou Youzi: "Why is Songyunxiu so familiar with the cardamom golden vine?"

Zhou Youzi laughed, happy like a child, and said with a kind old face: "Don't say, don't say." ”

Everyone shook their heads, okay, isn't it just a baby bump, look at you.

For these elders, finding the right heir for them is even more interesting than climbing the avenue.

They may have already given up on the path of immortals, and stayed in the Xuan Ling with peace of mind, studying in their own fields, looking for and cultivating heirs who can accept their mantle, and live up to what they have learned in their lives.

Zhou Youzi was very happy, and her eyes fell on Song Yunxiu, perhaps, this is the encounter of fate.

Forty years ago, I went into the mountains to collect medicine, and I met Songyunxiu in swaddling clothes, without any name, no mark, not even a clue, as if he had been abandoned.

Zhou Youzi didn't want to adopt Song Yunxiu, but when she returned from collecting medicine, when she saw the crying baby girl again, she couldn't help it, and she hugged her and searched for hundreds of miles, wanting to find the parents of the baby girl, but unfortunately, no one knew the identity of the baby girl.

Because the place where the baby girl was found was under the pine trees in the mountains, Yuko Funae named her Matsuunxiu, and raised her as an adult, and has been maintained and nurtured as her own daughter. What makes Zhou Youzi happy is that Song Yunxiu is a good seedling of alchemy, and he can inherit his mantle.

This kind of pride of being a daughter and heir is not something that others can understand.

"Perhaps, it was fateful arrangement that brought you to my side. Yunxiu, the master is old, and the world in the future will depend on you. Zhou Youzi laughed, and the scene in his eyes flashed back to the scene when Song Yunxiu first refined the cardamom thousand golden vines.

"Master, why is the cardamom golden vine so difficult to refine?"

"Master, isn't there any other way?"

"Master, it can't speak, how can it understand me?"

"Everything has life, everything can be for clouds, for poetry, for you, for me. What does this mean?"

"Master, I understand, you see, I have successfully refined the cardamom thousand golden vines. It turns out that the key to opening the cardamom vine is not cultivation, not temperature, but emotion. ”

"Its emotions are my emotions. My peace is its peace. ”

Song Yunxiu has grown up, and she has been locked up in the mountains for too long, and now that the wind and clouds are turbulent, maybe it is a good time for Song Yunxiu to go out and travel.

Where to go?

Well, how about Xiling?

Ye Changtian, Ye Changtian, I'm very curious about you.

Long Dongyin said, you, like me, have a glimpse of the tragic future, hehe, about the end of Shenlong Peak.

Looks like I need a trip to Xiling.

Shenlong Peak, I miss it so much, shouldn't I go home?

Zhou Yuzi's eyes flashed with a golden glow, and she continued to look at the sixth enchantment in the competition.

Ye Changtian had a hundred rings, all of which covered the cardamom golden vine. These cardamom vines are like dancers staying in the circle.

Ye Changtian sat in front of the cardamom golden vine, and with a movement of his hand, a guqin appeared, and the guqin was called "Rain Man".

"Rain Man" is Yu Ning went to the deep mountains, specially selected good ancient wood, it has to be antique, and he asked Ye Changtian for silk, and even asked for silk on the six-winged golden cicada silkworm chrysalis, this kind of extremely strong thing, Yu Ning actually took it to make strings.

Ye Changtian, who was furious, immediately quieted down after receiving the guqin, I have to say that the sound quality is indeed excellent, and after taking it to show off a few times, Ning Xiaoxue chased after her and asked for three streets and didn't give it to her.

Ning Xiaoxue was disappointed, so she could only ask Yu Ning to customize, but unfortunately Yu Ning said that it was a work of sealing the mountain, and she didn't make a second one.

Ning Xiaoxue, who was huffing, had no choice but to do it herself, and gave a special name, called "Tianhuo", which probably meant anger, and deliberately let Ye Changtian see his anger.

Lin Qingyue didn't ask for it, but forcibly occupied it many times, even when it was a tour of the mountains and rivers, she didn't take it out to play, and it is estimated that she even forgot her own flute.

On weekdays, it is used as a treasure, and it is generally not easy to display, lest it be taken away by wolves.

Ye Changtian smiled at the corner of his mouth, his fingers gently stroked the seven strings of the "rain man", and said softly: "Come, dance." ”

"Zheng Zheng ......"

The fingers gently fall on the strings, or pluck, or pick, or hook, flying flexibly, the melodious sound of the piano pours out from the fingertips, light and tactful, like a clear spring flowing through the stone gap, like the evening breeze blowing through the pine forest, giving people an indescribable lightness and cleanness.

Yu Ning couldn't hear the sound of the piano, but he could see the guqin in Ye Changtian's hand, which was his own "rain man", and the guqin music played by Ye Changtian, looking at the movements of the fingers, wasn't it the "Songhai Question" created by himself?

This is the only piece of music that I composed without sadness, and it was created together with Ye Changtian in the pine forest during the Yuanming Empire.

Of course, Lin Qingyue and Ning Xiaoxue, who made major contributions, were automatically filtered out by Yu Ning.

He still remembers "Songhai Asks the Heart" and remembers his own songs.

Yu Ning's heart thumped, and she looked at Ye Changtian with complicated eyes.

For a few years, this song "Songhai Asks the Heart" can't be played because there is no such state of mind.

The music is not only the strings, but also the heart.

In the sixth enchantment, "Songhai Asking the Heart" flowed out of Ye Changtian's hand, and what shocked everyone was that with the playing of the piano song, the cardamom golden vine in front of Ye Changtian was like a gentle woman, slowly moving.

"This is, soul empathy?"

Lan Jiu squinted at Ye Changtian, and said with some surprise in his eyes, put away the flame in his hand, and stored the refined "Ten Thousand Gold Powder".

Soul empathy is a way of applying the soul of the gods, combining the power of the soul with sound waves, which can give sound waves a certain ability of empathy! And this empathy ability can affect the emotions of people or things.

Even if it is an ordinary rhythm, it is also infectious, not to mention that it is combined with the power of Ye Changtian's divine soul?

Seeing Ye Changtian's unique path, Su Honger and the others also shook their heads and smiled bitterly, this way is really good, but it is not easy to conquer all the cardamom and golden vines with a guqin song.

After all, it's a tune, and some people like it and some people don't.

There's no way you can get everyone to like one voice.

What you think is good may be noise in his ears, and what you think is noise, or maybe he thinks it is natural.

Ye Changtian's move seems appropriate, but it is also risky.

But Ye Changtian didn't mind, yes, it was indeed impossible to conquer a hundred grumpy daughters at one time, but he didn't want to conquer, but he wanted peace.

This song "Songhai Asks the Heart" is the inspiration of Yu Ning's genius, and the rhythm is very soothing and calm, so that everything falls into silence, only the wind, only the forest, no you, no me, no existence.

Everything is ethereal, the ethereal world, is the stable heart of "Songhai Asking the Heart".

The strings fall, after the joyful dance, through the joy, through the years, leaving silence, silent, without breath.

It's all quiet.

Quietness is the only balance of all moods and emotions, not like happiness and highness, not like sadness and depth.