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However, the sky is densely packed with colorful auspicious clouds that exude fairy light, but this beautiful and quiet atmosphere is ruined.

Countless immortals and fairies came in fluttering clothes, standing on top of the auspicious clouds and looking at the ancient pavilion on the big bluestone, their eyes were full of anticipation and excitement.

It has been nearly a thousand years since the last time the Jiuhua Fairy played the piano.

More than 1,000 years can be weathered sand and gravel.

It can dry up rivers for more than 1,000 years.

More than 1,000 years of changeable terrain.

More than 1,000 years can change dynasties.

However, for more than a thousand years, it has not eliminated the immortal's yearning for Jiuhua Immortal to play the guzheng!

It can be seen from this that the Jiuhua Fairy's piano skills are so superb and how unforgettable they are!

In the ancient pavilion surrounded by the green gauze tent, a fairy flew out, the fairy was fluttering in white clothes, facing the moon with a plain face, and a smile was hooked at the corner of his lips, and he owed a slight debt to all the immortals in the sky, and arranged the position of the auspicious clouds.

With the ancient pavilion as the center of the circle, it radiates in all directions.

The sky above the entire plum garden is arranged in a circle.

Xiangyun is a chair, from the inside to the outside, increasing in turn.

Zhou Ru raised his eyelids and looked around, almost thinking that he had come to the ring arena of the World Cup Finals!

This grand battle made him a little stunned, and his mind was confused and couldn't tell whether he was playing football or listening to a guzheng solo.

Glancing at the dense immortals, Zhou Ru rolled his eyes, fell back on top of the auspicious clouds, and lazily closed his eyes.

Appreciating music is a kind of atmosphere, and what you experience is a kind of artistic conception.

For an instrument like the guzheng, the mood is more important.

Zhou Ru didn't want to be disturbed by the bustling immortals, he closed his eyes, cleared all the distractions in his mind, maintained an ethereal state of mind, and quietly waited for the Jiuhua Fairy to play the fairy music of the heavenly court.

But life is fucked up! The more you try to do something, the more you can't do anything.

When Zhou Ru had adjusted his mood and was about to enjoy Xianle, a small body of all evil sat on his stomach with a click, almost overwhelming him.

Angrily opened his eyes, ready to scold, after his eyes saw the little man on his belly.

Zhou Ru pursed his lips and lay back again.

"Teacher, you also come to listen to Sister Jiuhua play the guzheng!"

The ninth sister stared at her, with yogurt in her mouth, and said indistinctly, a little boy behind her kept the same movements as him, staring at the big black eyes, snorting yogurt with relish in her mouth, and saliva flowed out of the corners of her mouth uncontrollably.

Snorted weakly, Zhou Ru was too lazy to take care of this little brat, his ears were propped up, and he emptied his mind again.

When the voice in his ears became smaller and smaller, and the atmosphere of the surrounding environment became quieter and quieter, Zhou Ru was clear in his heart that Jiuhua Fairy's guzheng solo was about to begin!

“dou。。。。。。 ”

A high-pitched syllable sounded, the whole plum garden was quiet, there was no longer a trace of noise above the auspicious clouds, all the immortals held their breath, sat upright, staring at the ancient pavilion in the center with embarrassed eyes, their eyes showing excitement and fanaticism.

After more than 1,000 years, we are so fortunate to hear the fairy music again!

A high-pitched syllable passed, and a tactful and deep bass sounded.

One high and one low, extremely contrasting, a syllable brings all the immortals into the music.

Zhou Ru closed his eyes and listened with his ears pricked up, and when the first high note came out, he knew that this famous Jiuhua Fairy was indeed of some level.

The finger strength is skillfully controlled, the position of the string is sixteen centimeters away from the zither pillar, the string control is not loose, the pronunciation is thick, and the basic skills are very solid.

The sound continues, melodious and distant, with a hint of sadness.

Every immortal who listens to the sound of the piano follows the sound of the piano in their hearts, as if walking in a continuous drizzle, stepping on the moss-covered bluestone road, looking at the misty lake in front of them, and their hearts are a little cold and a little hurt.

Zhou Ru carefully felt the artistic conception in the song, with a look of approval on his face, he smashed his mouth, smiled slightly, and had figured out what level this Jiuhua fairy's piano skills were.

The profession is not enough, the master is exceeded, and he is barely a semi-professional pianist!

The piano music has been played nearly a quarter of the way, all the immortals present are fascinated, the little nine sisters have stars in their eyes, jade hands on their cheeks, deep in the music, the untuned Taishang Laojun closed his eyes tightly, the old hand stroked his beard, quietly listened to the song, and showed sadness.

There is no one who is not intoxicated, no one is sober!

But just when the sound of a green string echoed throughout the plum garden.

Zhou Ru, who closed his eyes and enjoyed the fun, frowned suddenly, his eyes opened suddenly, glanced at the ancient pavilion in the center, and secretly said a pity.

The basic skills are solid, and the artistic conception is fully created, but why is it so ineffective in some small details?

However, the music has been played nearly a quarter of the way, why only five scales appear?

You must know that there are seven scales, but now there are only five, which is really strangely tight.

Zhou Ru had a pimple in his heart, and immediately lost the desire to listen, he glanced at the immortals who were still drunk, the corners of his mouth twitched, his head rested on the back of his head, and he closed his eyes to rest.

The sound of the piano is still flying in the nine heavens, and the auspicious clouds are still exuding fairy light in the sky. However, a young man on the edge of the ancient pavilion had fallen asleep unconsciously, his chest heaving and his face serene, as if he had been cut off from the whole world, and he was the only one who was left alone and independent.

After a stick of incense, the sound of the piano slowly lowered, gradually drifting away, until it disappeared.

The immortals who were intoxicated by the music of the Jiuhua Fairy came to their senses in a daze, chewed the artistic conception in the music in their hearts, and sighed slightly.

"The first person in Guzheng, his real name is well deserved!"

"Listening to this song tonight is enough for the old man to taste it for a hundred years!"

"Sorrow is like water, the knife is constantly chopping, the thoughts are like silk, and the more you reason, the more chaotic it is. The artistic conception in the song of the Jiuhua Fairy poked the wounds of the immortal, making it difficult for the immortal to let go for a long time!"

"Yes, the song can calm the nerves, the song can calm the mind, Jiuhua this song can go to impetuousness, calm the mind, and the wonderful song is also!"

Praise everywhere on the auspicious clouds, sigh everywhere, every immortal after listening to this song, the fanaticism in his eyes was not disturbed by the quiet and sad artistic conception in the song, a pair of eyes stared at the ancient pavilion, hoping that Jiuhua could make a song in the drum.

Except for one!

The melodious snoring is very rhythmic, the large-character sleeping posture is very chic, the clean and white skin is serene and sweet, and Zhou Ru sleeps in the dark.

He didn't realize at all that the immortals in the audience were holding their breath and expecting the Jiuhua Fairy to be in the atmosphere of playing a song on the drums, how dazzling his behavior was!

"Who's sleeping?"

"Jiuhua Fairy Qin Song is so wonderful!

All the immortals above the auspicious clouds stared at Zhou Ruis in unison, and their faces were very unkind!