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"What nonsense are you talking about......" Jing Yao's face climbed with two red clouds, her red lips curled up and she was lightly angry, showing the posture of her little daughter's family very rarely, Ding Chuan couldn't help but be stunned, the noble and sacred princess of the Divine Dynasty in the past actually had the cute side of her little daughter's coquettish anger. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ding Chuan's hot gaze made Jing Yao start to feel uncomfortable, she quickly got up and walked towards the ten-zhang stone tablet on the edge of the cliff, a round of bright moon rose to the sky, sprinkling ten thousand clear lights, the original black-brown stone tablet actually exuded a faint luminous light, and the handwriting on it also flowed with treasures.

"Broken Piano Cliff ......"

Three big characters engraved on the tablet, the handwriting is beautiful and neat, from the handwriting should be from a woman's handwriting, although the handwriting is soft but neat and powerful, deeply carved into the tablet is three inches deep, the depth of each word is equal, and there is an inexplicable rhyme in circulation, it is enough to see the depth of the person who carved the word, and the control of the Yuan Force is like an arm.

"There are still words on the back. ”

Ding Chuan was watching intently, Jing Yao's astonished voice woke him up, he came to the back of the stele in three or two steps, and saw rows of small characters neatly arranged on the stele.

"I want to put my heart into Yaoqin, but the song is broken and can't make a sound. Wuyang Bo Xing, looking at the flowers, there is no true love in the world, and the world is broken ......"

"What a sad masterpiece, this must be a strange woman who has been deeply hurt by love. Jing Yao shook her head and sighed, revealing a little melancholy, as if she was deeply infected by this woman's masterpiece.

"There is no good thing in the men in the world, they are all in the middle of the day, and they want to cut plums when they have daffodils. Jing Yao was angry about this strange woman, but her eyes glanced at Ding Chuan intentionally or unintentionally, full of sarcasm.

But Ding Chuan was unconscious, deaf to the ear, staring at the text on the stele with a strange light in his eyes, his pupils shrank, and fell on the inscription in the lower right corner of the stele: Nanqin Fairy Funeral Piano Unique Pen.

"It turned out to be her, no wonder ......" Ding Chuan suddenly realized, which just confirmed her previous conjecture, the proud girl of heaven that Emperor Wuyang had pursued before was very likely to be the founding patriarch of Bishui Nunnery - Nanqin Fairy, there is a tortuous story between the two, otherwise there will be no 'Wuyang Bo Xing, go and watch the flowers. These words.

"Do you know her?" Jing Yao asked in surprise, from the edges and corners of this stone tablet have been weathered, it can be seen that this stone tablet has existed for endless years, Ding Chuan's words seem to know the woman who left the book, which makes Jing Yao extremely unbelievable.

Ding Chuan shook his head and said, "I know her, she doesn't know me, if my expectations are correct, this should be left by a female sage thirty thousand years ago, and she has an inextricable relationship with the peerless Martial Emperor Wuyang the Great." ”

"You don't come here to talk nonsense, the princess has already learned how to be a god, and she likes to make things up the most. Jing Yao threw him a beautiful white eye, a stone tablet on a cliff can pull out an emperor, she obviously didn't believe it, Ding Chuan pretended to be a fortune teller to deceive her, so she was sure that Ding Chuan was making up a story again.

"Hehehe......" Ding Chuan said with a dry smile: "The world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient! Where has the trust between people gone, no one even believes the truth." ”

Jing Yao stroked the hair around her ears and sneered: "You guy is really thick-skinned, and you're addicted to making up stories, okay! ”

You're really thick-skinned, and you're addicted to making up stories, all right! Go on, Princess Ben wants to see what you can say. ”

Jing Yao grinded her crystal teeth and snorted, since she was deceived by Ding Chuan once last time, she only believed what Ding Chuan said, and seeing that this guy looked like he was addicted to pretending to be a god stick, she was willing to kick him to death.

Seeing Jing Yao's expression, Ding Chuan naturally knew what she was thinking, he cleared his throat and said, "What I am going to say next is at least seven points true." ”

"As we all know, 30,000 years ago, a generation of Emperor Wu - Emperor Wuyang was just an ordinary martial artist in the secular world before his enlightenment, just because Emperor Wuyang met a peerless woman and fell in love, but the strange woman was respected and unwilling to bend her waist to intersect with her identity, and Emperor Wuyang was coldly looked at and despised by his favorite woman, which aroused a sense of pride. ”

Speaking of this, Ding Chuan suddenly paused, Jing Yao frowned, she had just listened to it, this guy was definitely unappetizing, she shouted dissatisfiedly: "Go on, don't procrastinate." ”

Ding Chuan smiled and then said: "After that, Emperor Wuyang began to put aside secular affairs, wholeheartedly sought the Tao, visited the major holy places and sects in the cultivation world, but was rejected for poor qualifications, but Emperor Wuyang was an indomitable person, he began to constantly contact those scattered monks who lived in no fixed place and traveled all over the world, and finally entered the threshold of cultivation, and since then he has continued to fight with people in life and death, comprehending the true essence of martial arts between life and death, and pursuing the invincible martial realm. ”

In the end, Emperor Wuyang accumulated a lot of money, rose from the end of the micro, marched all the way, trampled countless enemies under his feet, jumped to the top of the sea, and became the invincible supreme of the mighty through the ages, and also created the Wuqu Divine Dynasty, a majestic and profound divine dynasty. ”

Hearing this, with Jing Yao's intelligence, she had already guessed a few points, she looked at the stone tablet behind her with beautiful eyes, and asked uncertainly: "Could it be that the strange woman that Emperor Wuyang loves is ......?"

"Not bad. At the beginning, the strange woman pursued by Emperor Wuyang was the Nanqin Fairy, who was known as the first beauty recognized by the five regions of the world 30,000 years ago. But the first acquaintance between Nanqin Fairy and Emperor Wuyang is a world of different status, one is the proud daughter of the sky who crowns the world, and the other is an unknown martial artist in the mortal world. ”

Jing Yao's clear big eyes flashed with brilliance, and she asked urgently: "I have also learned about the life and legend of Emperor Wuyang in some unique historical books before, but the name of that woman is not mentioned in the book. The Nanqin fairy you said is so famous, why is it not recorded in the historical books. ”

Ding Chuan sighed silently, "That's because the strong rise of the Emperor Wuyang made the Nanqin Fairy regret not being at the beginning, she began to abandon everything and chase the Wuyang Emperor, but the heart of anyone who can achieve the Supreme Emperor's position is undoubtedly arrogant, the Wuyang Emperor rejected the pursuit of the Nanqin Fairy, and pursued the way of immortality, perhaps because of this, the Nanqin Fairy fell into a monk and nun under the heartbreak, faded out of the cultivation world, and after another 30,000 years, where will he leave a name." ”

After hearing these words, Jing Yao, who originally regarded Ding Chuan as a big liar, couldn't help but believe seven or eight points, and she complained with a tight eyebrow: "Emperor Wuyang turned out to be a negative man who was in the middle of the day, and he really failed the heart of the Nanqin Fairy. ”

Ding Chuan raised his eyebrows, he always felt that this was not right, he said without saltiness: "I think the Emperor Wuyang is a real man, a hero, love and hate, just ask the Nanqin Fairy can not accept the most down-and-out and ordinary Emperor Wuyang, what qualifications do you have to win the feelings of him after becoming the Supreme, and if you can't accept the worst Wuyang, you are not qualified to approach the best Wuyang Supreme." ”

Ding Chuan's words were reasonable, perhaps because he had the same arrogant character as Emperor Wuyang, and he could better understand the voice of Emperor Wuyang, Jing Yao couldn't find powerful words to refute him for a while.

"Hmph! It seems that you guy is determined to sing against this princess. On the surface, Jing Yao was very angry, but her Ruyu face still showed a trace of unnatural look that was not easy to detect, the speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Ding Chuan's words sounded more like insinuating and belittled her in Jing Yao's ears.

When she was young, she had a marriage contract with Ding Chuan, but with the tragic extermination of the Dragon Prison Palace, Ding Chuan fell from a prominent young master of the First Demon Palace to a weak young man who was in danger.

Looking at the past and the present, the story between her and Ding Chuan has a great similarity to the poignant love between Wuyang and Nanqin Fairy, the difference is that Wuyang Emperor and Nanqin Fairy once liked each other, but not in the same time period, and there is no relationship between her and Ding Chuan. The two of them are like enemies in the previous life, and no one looks at anyone well.

Ding Chuan didn't know that in just a few minutes, Jing Yao thought so much, he put his palm on the ancient stele, rubbing the rough stele, feeling a sense of obsession that does not succumb to the passage of time, the vicissitudes of life, and a strange fluctuation emanates from inside the stele.

"Huh...... There is a mystery, this stele has some doorways. ”

Ding Chuan took seven or eight steps back, and pulled out the red electric long knife with his backhand, and the five-foot-long slender knife body was swirled with blood and electricity.

"Ding Chuan, what are you going to do, don't destroy the ancestral monuments. ”

Jing Yao's face was panicked and he wanted to come up to dissuade him, but Ding Chuan's long knife had already slashed out, and the brilliant rainbow sword light slashed at the top of the black stone tablet with a 'boom', but what was amazing was that this stone tablet that looked like it was about to crack was not damaged at all, and such an amazing knife only left a deep groove a few fingers deep on it.

"Hmm, this stone is so hard. Ding Chuan doesn't believe in evil, this time he mobilized the cultivation of his whole body, the blood all over his body boiled like fire, the purple-gold golden divine light and the dark demonic qi were all one, the left half of the body was extremely sacred, the golden light was ten thousand ways, and half of the body was swirling with rolling demonic flames, and the evil aura was soaring to the sky.

"Chop. ”

The red electric long knife came in response, and there was a sharp and piercing sound of the blade breaking through the air, and a fifteen-zhang long blood-colored knife was like a long rainbow, and it slashed on the black stone tablet with a whining sound.

"Boom!"

The huge bombardment sound shook in all directions, the entire mountain cliff shook, as if it would collapse at any time, and the place exploded with a dazzling light, the ten-zhang giant monument finally couldn't withstand such a fierce chop, the bright knife cut the stele from the middle like cutting tofu blocks, and the 'ding' made a soul-shattering crisp sound, and the brilliant knife slashed on a mass of black light and shattered into a rain of light.

"What's that?" Jing Yao exclaimed, she also discovered the abnormality in it, but she didn't expect that there was a treasure hidden in this ancient mottled stone tablet.

Ding Chuan's eyes looked forward brightly, and after a while, the thick black light gradually faded, a black guqin rose and fell in the void, on which there were seven strings of different colors, the mountain wind blew, a snow-white string beat a little, the sound of the piano was desolate and lonely, with a terrible devouring force, Ding Chuan and Jing Yao's souls were in turmoil, and their minds were almost stripped of the guqin for a short moment.

"What a powerful magic piano. Jing Yaoqiao's face was pale, and she still had some palpitations, just a simple piano note made her have the idea of suicide, and the piano sound was full of despair about the ups and downs of the world, making people have an urge to sink and self-destruct.

"This piano is so strong. Ding Chuan was also shocked into a cold sweat, just then he felt that he was brought into an extremely desperate situation by Qin Yin, and he almost ended up with himself.

"Moqin, haha, look at how my "Slaying the Wolf" breaks you. ”

Ding Chuanlang laughed, took out the phoenix from the Qiankun bag, the origin of the phoenix is not small, in the ancient mythology, there is a sacred bird phoenix in the south, born in the South China Sea and flying in the North Sea, soaring thousands of miles of high mountains and rivers, non-spring water does not drink, non-sycamore does not fall, it can be seen that the noble and extraordinary plane tree, and this phoenix sycamore is made of thousands of years of sycamore wood.

On the mottled body of the Fengwu Qin, you can vaguely see the picture of the Nine Heavens of the Phoenix Dance and the Feathered Flying Immortals, and the strings are as crystal as ice silk, exuding a chill.

Ding Chuan sat cross-legged on the ground, his slender ten fingers fell on the strings of the ice silk, and with a slight stroke, the music style was heroic, and the sound of the piano was like a sword out of the sheath, and every note fell, there was a light saber like a substance condensed three feet above his head, and in a moment, one hundred and eight swords had been condensed above his head.

At this time, Ding Chuan was dressed in green clothes, with long hair like ink dancing in the wind, his temperament was extraordinary, and his ten fingers were playing a song "Killing the Wolf", and a vigorous and powerful piano sound floated out, Jing Yao's red lips in the distance were slightly open, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise, and even with a little admiration, in her cognition, Ding Chuan was a guy with a bad heart and a little shameless behavior, she never expected this guy to play the piano, and he played it so well.

"Kill...... Break...... Wolves!"

Ding Chuan spat out a divine sound, and the one hundred and eight lightsabers suspended above his head burst into unison towards the magic qin in front of him, and the momentum of the one hundred and eight swords slashing at the same time was extremely grand, and the sharp sword whistle was endless, as if one hundred and eight monks were fighting with swords.

"Buzz ......"

This small world trembled violently, the magic piano on the opposite side seemed to have an autonomous consciousness, a strong black light erupted on it, a black string rang out, a black bell condensed by the notes flew out to meet the one hundred and eight swords, the bell shook lightly, the terrifying bell wave shook out, the terrifying black light rushed like a tide, the one hundred and eight swords did not approach the bell, they were shattered into a rain of light by the terrifying bell wave.

"Poof!"

Ding Chuan, who controlled the phoenix Wuqin with one heart and mind, was like a heavy hammer, and was violently counterattacked, a mouthful of golden blood spurted out, his face was extremely pale, and cold sweat wet his chest and back, this magic qin is really terrifying, just playing in the air, it was attacked by the supreme attack of the magic qin, if the real body is opposed, I am afraid that it will be strangled into ashes in an instant.

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