The ethereal sound of the piano echoed in the west peak of Longgu for three days. Many guests around were fascinated by the sound of immortals, and they all inquired about the source of this sound.

When they knew that this was the sound of the piano in the sleeves of the nine pins of Miaoyin Valley, people were even more eager for it. I am also more and more curious about the small building where the sound of the piano floats out, what kind of guest can let Yingsleeve stroke the piano for three days! Perhaps, it is the unknown Tianjiao bosom friend?

For a while, speculation about Yingsleeve and the mysterious person spread throughout the Miaoyin Valley.

The disciples of Miaoyin and the guests of the East Peak and West Peak of Dragon Valley were all guessing. After Shen Yuan heard the news that went viral, he was even more furious, and he was bored in Dongfeng for several days.

Three days later, the wonderful sound festival will officially begin, and the lingering piano sound will stop, which makes countless people regretful.

Early in the morning, Qingfeng came out of the small building, and almost in the eyes of countless people, he left Xifeng. Heading east, along a winding mountain path, you will be able to reach Longyin Pavilion.

Out of the West Peak, the scene in front of him shocked Qingfeng for a long time.

I saw that on the huge square, tens of thousands of Miaoyin Valley disciples were neatly lined up, with solemn and sacred faces. Looking from one side, among the countless mountains around the square, white figures are scattered and scattered, mixed with rich cyan, like the verdant mountains blooming a hundred flowers overnight. The figures on the square and the mountain peaks looked at the solemn Longyin Pavilion together, without a trace of abnormal movement and distractions.

As a mighty bell rang, the sound of the sound filled the sky.

"Help the people, find the avenue!" The 100,000 disciples recited together, word by word, and the sound and the clear bell were shocking.

"Help the people, find the avenue!" sentence after sentence, sentence after sentence, sentence after sentence, sentence is better than a sentence.

Six words slowly overshadowed the bell and became the only sound between heaven and earth. A total of nine times, when the ninth time 100,000 people chanted in unison, those six words seemed to turn into a mysterious power of faith, integrated into people's souls, making people's hearts shake and unable to calm down for a long time.

"Help the people, find the avenue!" Qingfeng stood at the foot of the west peak in a daze, and this shocking voice. Is this the belief that gathers the 100,000 disciples of Miaoyin Valley? A sense of sacredness makes Qingfeng's blood boil, and he can't help himself for a long time.

"Help the common people, find the avenue!" In the sea of knowledge, Tianzun murmured as if out of a trance: "I really haven't read it for a long time......"

"You...?"

Tianzun knew Qingfeng's doubts and said, "This is the inheritance of the human race, a common belief. We walked out of the cave with the succession of countless strong men and the diligent pursuit of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. Aomine, this is also your mission!"

Aomine was a little stunned. Supporting the common people and finding the avenue, this mission may sound too grandiose and unattainable. It's just that, looking at the serious appearance of those 100,000 disciples, it doesn't seem to be out of reach.

Is this the world that the human race fought with blood?

Looking at the mighty mountains and listening to the echoing loud sounds, a new world seemed to open up in front of Aomine.

The 100,000 disciples slowly dispersed, and Qingfeng went to the Longyin Pavilion in shock. In front of the door, Yingsleeve and Jiusun were already waiting there. The wonderful sound event invites young heroes, but not many people really participate in it. Walking through Longyin Pavilion is a serious participation.

"Aomine!" beckoned.

Without her beckoning, Aomine had already seen it. The two of them were standing there, and many of the figures that entered were far away, making them very conspicuous.

At this moment, Yingsleeve waved at Qingfeng, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Wouldn't this person be the bosom friend of Tianjiaoying's sleeves?"

"I see, I don't think he's a disciple of Miaoyin. Coming from the West Peak, the one who can make Yingsleeve take the initiative to greet is that person!"

"But he's obviously a waste..."

"Hiss~ It's really ......"

The whispers are not difficult to capture in the ears of the strong people who stabbed the text. Aomine slightly embarrassedly touched the blood-red inch of blue on his neck, and walked to the side of the two of them with countless surprised and surprised eyes.

"Ahem~ Don't listen to their nonsense! I just want to listen to the piano, I didn't expect these people to be so able to guess......"

Yingsleeve smiled slightly, not caring too much, and spoke with a graceful gesture, "It's okay, let them go." I've got a piano for you, and I hope it can help you. ”

As she spoke, she stroked the bag on her waist, and a simple and elegant guqin appeared in her hand, held it up with both hands, and handed it to Qingfeng. "The name of this piano is the horn bell, and the sound of the piano is immense, like the horn of the bell. There is a spirit in the piano, almost a demon, even if you don't understand the rhythm, you can echo extraordinary. ”

"Bell!" Qingfeng's heart was shocked, it was another famous weapon with a spirit and almost a demon!

In three days, he tasted almost all the famous songs with the help of Ying Sleeve, and none of the famous guqin songs that had been passed down for thousands of years in his previous life had never appeared. In this way, Qingfeng's confidence is even more explosive, and those guqin songs are works that have been passed down through the ages. The rhythm of the wonderful sound event, he will inevitably be a blockbuster.

Nowadays, there is such a famous piano, and there is no reason to win? Touching the piano in his hand, Qingfeng is full of pride. Naqin also felt this breath, and a wave of excitement came from the body of the piano.

There was a buzz out of thin air, and the bell seemed to respond to Aomine. The sound of joy was like a sword out of its sheath, the spear broke through the air, and the guqin was full of aura for a while.

Qingfeng suddenly became the focus of the crowd.

"Sure enough, it is a bosom friend with Ying Sleeves, and it can attract the spirit of the guqin to cheer!"

"Is that a gift of the qin? Ying Sleeve actually gave him the spirit qin!"

"Tsk, what a pair of bosom friends!

This time, Qingfeng was even more embarrassed, and he borrowed the piano at a good end, which was said to be a gift of the piano. The relationship between him and Yingsleeve is afraid that it can't be explained.

Yingsleeve also suddenly turned red. Looking at Qingfeng in some surprise, he pointed to the Lingqin horn bell and sighed: "The horn bell actually likes you!"

"Ahem~ Accident..."

said that he was surprised, but he was a little shocked in his heart. These spirits, demonic creatures, their intuitive senses are simply astonishingly terrifying, and all his secrets seem to be hidden in front of them.

On the side, Jiusun looked at the crowd around him, and suddenly became angry, "What are you doing, if you want to go in, go in, if you don't go in, get out." ”

Like a little tiger, at a young age, the crowd was scared and scattered.

"Yingsleeve!" The crowd dispersed, and a person walked over from the direction of Dongfeng after the crowd, calling Yingsleeve's name from a distance, it was Xuanwu Shenyuan.

Yingsleeve didn't even have to turn around, and he already frowned at the voice.

"Yo! The toad is here again? It's really ghostly, didn't I tell you three days ago? Yingsleeve is almost annoying you, are you still here? Thick-skinned, isn't it?" Qingfeng scolded with a mouth facing Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan's face was suddenly gloomy, and when he saw that Qingfeng was standing with Ying Sleeve again, a nameless fire surged up. Thinking of the rumors that have been circulating these days, he looked at Qingfeng's eyes so gloomy that they almost dripped water.

"You waste, wait until you get out of Miaoyin Valley! Lao Tzu will definitely kill you!"

"Boy, you are very arrogant! In front of the Ninth Master, you still don't restrain yourself? Believe it or not, you don't need to go out of Miaoyin Valley, I will call my brother to beat you!"

With a gloomy face, looking at Qingfeng and Jiusun, Shen Yuan did not hide his fierce eyes at all. "This is Miaoyin Valley, I am a Xuanwu disciple of the Xuanwu bloodline, you dare to provoke me!"

The cold voice made Qingfeng squint suddenly. That kind of intense killing intent let Aomine know that the two had fallen into an undying hatred.

With a sneer, Qingfeng didn't care about his threat, "Do you still know that this is Miaoyin Valley?

Shen Yuan forcibly endured the killing intent and looked at Qingfeng, as if he wanted to imprint Qingfeng's figure deeply in his mind. When he saw the guqin in Qingfeng's hand, he was obviously stunned.

"Yingsleeve, your piano ......" he looked at Yingsleeve in surprise, his eyes full of doubt.

"Isn't that the case? Bosom friend gave the piano, haven't you heard of it? This time it can be regarded as an insight for you! Don't be envious, there is no second piano in this one, and envy is also white envy!" Qingfeng shook the piano in his hand and said with a sigh.

The provocative and mocking tone made Shen Yuan's brain explode.

"Yingsleeve! He's a wild boy who doesn't know where he came from, a dog mongrel, a garbage waste, a piece of waste! What is so good about him that he deserves to be treated like this?"

"Humph!" Ying Sleeve snorted coldly, "He's just better than you!"

"Better than me?" Shen Yuan said angrily as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, "I am the Xuanwu bloodline, the eight-rank Tianjiao, and the thorn is powerful in all directions. In terms of family background and strength, why should he? A dog who can only hide behind a woman, what can he compare with me?"

"Hey!" Aomine touched his head pretending to be distressed, "At least a woman asked me to hide behind me! The girl you can't hope for is in front of you at this moment, inexplicably and inexplicably protecting me, and I am better than you for this alone!"

Shen Yuan inhaled deeply, and Aomine's posture almost made him angry to death. Especially looking at Yingsleeve's resolute posture, he even hated Yingsleeve at this moment.

Suddenly, he smiled, looked at Qingfeng and said, "With a piano, do you want to participate in the Miaoyin Festival?

"Huh. I'm going to ruin everything for you!" Aomine's eyes were cold.