A ...... Book?

Yuan Lai's eyes were strange, he stroked the cover of the book and felt the faint fluctuations transmitted from it, as if this book was the object that expanded the charm of the sound of the piano, not a futon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The title of the book is written on the old blue cover: "The Soul of the Soul: The Scriptures"

It seems that this should be just a set of books, Yuan Lai's curiosity suddenly rose, and when he opened the page, he saw a line of skinny font written on the title page:

"The six laws build the Yin and Yang scriptures, and the combination of December, Twelve Chen, Twelve Sections, Twelve Meridians, Twelve Hours, and Twelve Meridians. ”

Yuan Lai finished chanting in a low voice, and suddenly found that the power of the piano in his ears increased sharply, and he accidentally felt that there was a blue in front of him, like a curtain opened, and the sound of the piano seemed to act on the depths of his divine consciousness, so that he instantly seemed to be isolated from the world, and there was only a white and blue color block in his eyes, but this came and went quickly, just a few breaths as if the yellow sand was rolling, he heard the whistling wind in his ears, and the darkness in front of him showed clarity.

"This is ......" Yuan Lai was surprised to find that his divine consciousness seemed to be drawn into some illusion, his appearance at the moment was still the same, but his clothes were different, the original Taoist robe was replaced by a white robe, his hands were still empty, but he was carrying a yaoqin behind his back, looking around, he saw that the mountains and fields were verdant, empty, and he listened to the sound of birds and beasts in the forest.

There is only one mountain road winding forward in front of him, I don't know the height and I don't know the distance, as for the rest of the direction there are only lush forests, he thought about it and walked along the mountain road, only walked a short distance and found that it had reached the end, here is a large meadow, the sun is shining, the flowers and plants are fragrant, at this moment there are three human-shaped stone sculptures in the middle of the meadow.

Yuan Lai walked over and saw that the three stone carvings were all lifelike, all of them were white-haired old men, the three of them had different appearances and postures, the only thing that was the same was that the three of them were sitting cross-legged and surrounded into a ring, each of them had a yaoqin on their knees, and the fingers of the three statues were all in the shape of a piano, and their eyebrows and eyes seemed to be immersed in music theory.

And in the middle of the three old men sitting around was only a jasper futon, and the sky above it was empty.

Yuan Lai hesitated for a moment and then stepped in, and slowly sat down on it, and he was suddenly surprised to see that the three stone carvings had their own shortcomings, but he couldn't see it outside before, and he could only see it clearly by sitting here!

Three stone carvings, each with its own defective face, one without eyes, one without ears, one without tongue! The place where there should be two eyes and two ears and tongue is blank, so the three stone carvings also reveal a bit of wonderful charm!

Yuan Lai looked at it in surprise, and then heard the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano is not soft and gentle, but it is vast, like the river flowing endlessly, with the sound of the piano in his ears, Yuan Lai saw the jasper under him suddenly lit up, as if a bright lamp was lit in the jade!

The futon was turquoise, and suddenly flickered with water waves and wrinkles, and at the same time, Yuan Lai suddenly felt comfortable all over his body, as if he was in warm water, the flickering green light washed his consciousness over and over again, and in reality, an invisible force was constantly washing Yuan Lai's body, and the injuries in the body would accelerate healing under such a wash, which was very wonderful.

Yuan Lai's ears are the sound of the piano, his heart is extremely surprised, some pity that his body is not the body, no vitality, and there is no injury, but in vain wasted this wonderful power, slowly he is a little intoxicated in this piano sound, compared to secular music, this classical piano sound has a deep meaning, the realm is far away, the rough hearing is not very obvious, but the more you experience it, the more you feel the abnormal sound.

Merely...... Yuan Lai suddenly became curious about the power in this piano sound, this power is not vitality, it is just simple music, but it can attract the monk's mind, this kind of power is close to the way of heaven.

"Heavenly Dao?" Yuan Lai's eyes lit up, this power may really be a kind of Dao, so when he thought about it, when he looked at these three strange statues again, he could see a little bit of Dao rhyme.

"If you have eyes but you can't see things, if you have ears but you can't hear sounds, if you have a mouth but don't dare to speak! These three prohibitions have a profound meaning. Yuan Lai muttered to himself, and then calmed down and listened carefully, when his heart calmed down, his understanding of music theory was deeper.

The grass is green, the sun is shining, and everything is full of life, which is bright and full of vitality.

Music is a sacred object that connects souls across races, and it is also the simplest and most powerful way to attract the heart.

The majesty of the Heavenly Dao cannot be seen by mortals, the sound of the Great Dao Lunyin cannot be heard by mortals, and the name of the Great Dao is not heard by mortals......

Yuan Lai sat here quietly, his mind gradually sank into some kind of mysterious situation, I don't know how long, there seems to be no concept of time here, the sun seems to have never weakened a point or increased by half a point, Yuan Lai finally opened his eyes, and his heart has an inexplicable emotion wandering.

He seemed to feel something, and his eyes were cast under him—outside, he pulled out a scripture book from under the futon, so what about here?

He moved it gently, but it was like lifting a fallen leaf, and a short carving knife appeared in Yuan Lai's hand, the carving knife was rusty, but the edge was extremely sharp.

He smiled, as if out of a labyrinth. He raised his knife tentatively towards the eyeless statue in it, and without hindrance his knife touched the empty space where it should have eyes.

But...... But he didn't move for a long time.

Finally, Yuan Lai put down his arm, he still didn't change anything, just because he always felt that the feeling in his heart was a little worse, as if he was drunk and dipped in thick ink, spread out the rice paper and wanted to write a word or paint a landscape by being drunk, but the end of the pen was hanging in the air for a long time after all, it was a little bit worse.

Sometimes, a little bit of meaning difference means that there will be a lot of difference, for example, if he goes under the knife now, he can only carve a pair of mortal eyes with the feeling in his heart.

Mortal eyes still can't look directly at the way of heaven.

Not even peeping.

Yuan Lai sighed, he suddenly had a feeling that if his own body came to make up for the lack of "meaning", fortunately, there was still more time and chance, he put down the carving knife with a little regret, and said softly: "Next time, next time I'll come again." ”

After speaking, Yuan Lai stood up decisively and walked out of this circle, and he came to his senses in an instant.

When he opened his eyes, the scenery in the building was still the same, and the cultivator beside him with closed eyes had left at some point, and a new person had arrived, he looked into his hands, but saw that the sutra had disappeared in his hands, he touched the futon, and I don't know when it had been hidden under the futon again.

Yuan Lai looked up at the hut in the center of the building with interest and the people who kept playing the piano in it, and couldn't help but be curious about the inheritance of the six laws.

However, he still had no intention of exploring further, so he silently got up and found Hu Junzi, who also happened to wake up, looking clear and comfortable, obviously enjoying it.

Yuan Lai thought about it and still didn't ask Hu Junzi what he saw in the sound of the piano, whether it was the same as himself.

The two chatted and left, time had already elapsed, and the night was deep.

When Yuan Lai got up early the next morning, he saw Youyou standing beside his bed with a serious face.

"What's wrong?"

Yo Yo said: "The list of opponents for your next game has been announced. ”

"Oh, who. Yuan Lai asked a little lazily, he had never cared about the so-called list, even if he had planned to fight for the rankings as hard as he could, he still didn't intend to focus on caring about these things.

Seeing that Yo You's expression was different, Yuan Lai was a little serious: "We know each other?"

"Yes. Yoyo nodded.

Yuan Lai said with a strange face: "It can't be Daye and Senior Brother Hu, right?"

Yoyo shook her head.

"Could it be the Liu Yan you met on the road?"

Yo You shook her head again, then puffed out her face and said, "It's the nasty ghost I met in Wo Chau Mountain." ”

"Is it a ...... Lu Jiujia?!"

"yes, that's him!" (To be continued.) )