Chirping!

At the next moment when Qin Cang's figure stepped over, the void portal was quickly closed, and the scene in front of him changed suddenly, surrounded by green mountains and green waters, fragrant grass, blue clouds in the sky, and a beautiful piano sound sounded in a trance, the piano sound was melodious and tactful, like gurgling water, like a trickle, peaceful and quiet, with a unique natural charm. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Who's playing the harp?"

Qin Cang didn't know, so he followed the direction from which the sound of the piano came and walked forward.

In this way, he walked hundreds of steps, until he climbed a hillside, the air around him was mixed with the smell of earth and grass, which was particularly refreshing, but Qin Cang had no time to take care of the surrounding scenery, he looked ahead, and saw a woman sitting on the ground, with a simple seven-stringed piano in front of her, her hands were slender, like green white jade, every time she crossed the strings, there was a beautiful note echoing.

This Fuqin woman is wrapped in a purple lily of the valley blue dress, covered with a snow-white gauze dress, the pleats of the skirt are like snow and moonlight, the green silk is like silk, the head is inserted with a butterfly jade hairpin, a strand of hair hangs down on the chest like willow silk, the eyes are cut water, the jade neck is fragrant, the powder is thin, and the lips are not red, like clear and transparent ice and snow, but her body is not as cold as an iceberg beauty, but it reveals a gentleness, temperament like a fairy but does not make people feel difficult to get close.

The woman's jade hand strokes the piano, and Ying Ying smiles, which is better than the thousands of charming states in the world.

Even Qin Cang couldn't help but see the gods.

He just stood quietly in place, not bothering the woman who was stroking the qin, nor did he make any sound, as if he didn't want to affect the pure and far-reaching sound.

The woman who stroked the qin had already seen Qin Cang's figure, and said with a smile while stroking the qin: "Since the son has heard the sound of the qin, he must be proficient in the rhythm, why don't you play the qin on the spot and play a song with me?"

Qin Cang said with a smile: "My generation likes to learn swords, and I only occasionally dabble in the piano, and I can't talk about being proficient in two words." ”

The woman smiled: "The heart of the piano and the sword spirit have been one since ancient times, learning the sword is learning the piano, and liking the sword is hiking, so how can you say that the piano and the sword are two?"

Qin Cang was slightly stunned, and after a while, he nodded again, as if thoughtful.

"Okay, let's play a song with the girl!"

Qin Cang's voice fell, and he also sat on the ground, the spiritual power in his hand was gently released, and in an instant, a lyre was formed.

His fingertips touched the strings, and immediately there was a reverberation of the piano sound, but it was completely different from the woman's peaceful and tactful piano sound, Qin Cang's piano sound was sonorous and powerful, like the sound of Jin Ge's symphony, although there was only one person touching the piano, but there was a magnificent momentum of thousands of troops and horses crossing the river, like a waterfall pouring down from a high mountain, and like a dragon churning in the sea.

The sound of the piano is also in harmony with heaven and earth, but the woman's piano sound is a peaceful way, and Qin Cang's is a broad way.

There is no difference between the two kinds of sounds, but the sound of the qin is different, which means that the Tao in the heart is different. The two are different from each other, but they are not completely opposed, but complement each other, if the flowing water and the mountains are like a static and moving, it seems to be two completely different images, but when the two images are combined, it is able to play a magnificent sound that has not been seen in this world for thousands of years!

"Childe's piano skills are extraordinary, but the resentment in his heart is too deep, his fate is entangled in cause and effect, and he can't get rid of it, and the sound of the piano seems magnificent, but in fact he can't break the cage of this world. The woman stroked the piano slowly, and the sound of the piano was still peaceful and quiet, forming an obvious contrast with Qin Cang's piano sound.

"What is cause and effect, what is detachment?" Qin Cang's voice became more and more generous and intense, like a storm crashing on the shore, and the momentum was like a rainbow, rolling up waves of dust around him.

"The cause of the past life, the fruit of this life, the detachment of the mind, the detachment of the life. Seeing this, the woman frowned slightly, but her voice was unusually calm, just like the sound of the piano she was playing.

"In the past life, in this life, but I don't believe in the past life, only in this life!"

Suddenly, the sound of the piano cracked into the air, like a killing aura stirring for nine days, and the resentful qi that was originally hidden in Qin Cang's state of mind suddenly emerged for some reason, and in an instant, Qin Cang's face was distorted, revealing a hideous color, like a mad demon, and the ribbon that was originally tied with long hair also floated out at this moment.

Qin Cangmo's hair drooped, his eyes revealed a blur, and an indescribable irritability and hatred filled his mind. Then he let out a long roar, and his fingertips were like being cut by a sharp blade, and blood immediately gushed out, staining the strings red, and the strings did not break, but released more intense notes, and the sound tide bursts, and the blue clouds in the void dissipated, and the black clouds shrouded them, like a heavy shadow.

"Meditation!"

The woman snorted softly, and the originally gentle sound of the piano suddenly became high-pitched, and the sound of the piano was like the sound of silk and bamboo, which was extremely pleasant, but the sound wave released was like a sharp sword, stirring up the qi waves, turning into arc-shaped sword qi, cutting through the shadows in the void. With the acceleration of the woman's piano sound, the shadows in the air were all dispersed, and they returned to the scene of blue clouds and blue sky again.

The demon shadow dispersed, the dark clouds disappeared, the resentment in Qin Cang's heart gradually restrained, and his expression gradually calmed down.

The breeze blew, blowing up a trace of black hair in front of his eyes, Qin Cang looked at the woman in front of him, but the blur in his eyes became more and more intense.

He looked at her quietly, and she looked at him equally calmly, and the two looked at each other for a long time without saying a word.

In a trance, he remembered the woman in the valley again, she seemed to be so gentle at that time, and seemed to look at him with such eyes.

Silent but gentle.

Qin Cang remembered the song he wrote for him and her in the Valley of Return, the lyrics were composed by him, and the music was composed by her.

He began to stroke the piano again, the blood on his fingertips was still flowing, staining the strings red, but he didn't care, and his mouth unconsciously began to chant:

The snow is green, the cold wind has risen, and the moon ring is finally bright.

The twilight is far away, and the ink color is gradually thinning.

I don't see the blue sky and the white sun, the stars change,

Only see the red medicine of falling flowers, and the orchid of the empty valley.

Where there is less joy, there is more transcendence in the toast.

Fighting swords and singing madly, drunk leaning on the railing.

The cold light is terrifying, take my shadow.

Q, is there a wide cold above the night sky?

Laugh, what does it matter to me?

Every time you slaughter more dogs, affection is the most tear-jerking!

Xiaoxiao wind and snow rise, and travel thousands of miles with a sword.

I don't care about cause and effect, grievances and hatred,

I just want to be happy in life, and everything is up to me.

Fan cage traps the earth spirit, and creation makes people's hearts.

Sansheng stone edge, but the soul is broken.

Biluo Yellow Spring, reincarnation is safe?

Don't ask if Dongjun is safe, don't look for immortality.

The people in the valley are picturesque, and there are many worries on the red dust road.

The snow is snowy, the cold wind has risen, and the bright moon is full.

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