The originally slender hair that seemed to break at the slightest tear eventually became the thickness of normal strings under Xiao Jingshui's forging, and it became more and more tenacious.

Xiao Jingshui put away the phoenix fire, touched the strings that were still warm, and pouted dissatisfiedly.

Although the strings this time are much better than the ones that broke last time, they are still not good enough.

Xiao Jingshui was very worried, it was not easy to find strings worthy of the wind flower organ.

However, it may also be because she is not a refiner, and the materials may not be able to exert the most effect in her hands.

Thinking of the refiner, Xiao Jingshui was even more worried, she didn't know any refiner, and the Xuanyan Sect was either a diviner, an enchantment master or a formation master, and there was no talent who was proficient in refining.

Moreover, the strings are different from the common weapons such as swords, and ordinary refiners can't refine them even if they know how to refine them.

But there are only a few masters in the world, and it is not easy to ask them to open the furnace.

In the face of the bleak reality, although Xiao Jingshui was a little disgusted with the new strings, he still installed the wind flower organ.

Xiao Jingshui was tuning the strings and trying the sound, and gradually became interested, and it happened that the strings were also adjusted, so he followed his mind and played a heart-clearing mantra.

The Pure Heart Mantra was originally a scripture used to clear the mind and concentrate the mind, and was later composed into a song and spread more widely.

This is an extremely common song, not to mention the sound cultivation, but also ordinary monks. But it is precisely because of the ordinariness that the skill of a monk is more tested.

The white and slender ten fingers stroked the strings, the sound of the piano was clear, like a murmuring stream, the listener was as if he was in the depths of the forest, a gust of wind came, the pine waves gusted, and the sound of bamboo leaves was faintly coming, and the bright moonlight with a slight chill fell gently all over the ground.

Quiet, serene, and a little cold.

Slowly, Xiao Jingshui closed his eyes, his expression was calm and peaceful, the movements of his hands became more and more fluid, and the sound of the piano leaked from his fingertips became clearer and more ethereal.

Under the graceful sound of the piano, any restlessness is out of place, even if it is a bloodthirsty and inhuman brute beast, it will be quiet when it hears it.

Xiao Jingshui did not arrange a soundproof barrier at this time, and the sound of the piano floated out as a matter of course.

The sound of the piano is not very loud, but it is extremely penetrating, even if it is not deliberately blessed with spiritual power, half of the Hongchu Academy can hear it.

Jun Yuecheng was the closest to Xiao Jingshui, and she was the first to hear it.

The melodious sound of the piano is like a wisp of fresh wind, which can soothe the irritability and sorrow in the heart.

Jun Yuecheng sat by the window, quietly listening to the sound of the piano with strange magic.

Jun Yuecheng heard who was playing the piano, although the wind flower piano had changed the strings, but the sound quality was still very similar to before, Jun Yuecheng was deeply impressed by Xiao Jingshui's piano sound, so it was naturally impossible to hear it wrong.

recognized the person who played the piano, and he naturally recognized the song played by Xiao Jingshui, which was an ordinary heart-clearing mantra, but he could play it to such an extent, but I was afraid that few people could do it.

With the sound of the piano, Jun Yuecheng seemed to be wandering in the quiet starry night, the cool moonlight was spread all over the body, the heart gradually calmed down, and the irritability caused by the unknown slowly disappeared.

Jun Yuecheng slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep directly on the table.

Jun Yuecheng, a cultivator like a demon, didn't need to borrow sleep to recuperate his body for a long time, so many things pressed on his body, he didn't know how long he hadn't slept for a long time.

The unexpected sleep did not do much to Jun Yuecheng's body or soul, but the quiet and peaceful dream made his nerves that had been tense for a long time relaxed.

In the dream, there is starlight, moonlight, cold incense, and a pair of peach blossom eyes with a hazy river of smoke and rain.

The owner of the peach blossom eyes seems to be cool and thin, and seems to be affectionate.

In the hazy chaos, the owner of those eyes seemed to smile at him through the moonlight and starlight, and the smoke and rain turned into splendid and prosperous, so beautiful that he didn't want to wake up.

*

Lin Shanshan and Yu Man are also stupid.

The two of them don't have much trouble on weekdays, but they feel that the sound of the piano is extraordinarily beautiful and can calm people's minds.

Lin Shanshan only felt that she was fortunate to listen to this fairy music today, and even the rainy day that she had always disliked was not so difficult to accept.

Yu Man propped up his chin, his brain was empty, and his mind had long been gone.

However, she is no longer irritable about the twists and turns after coming to Hongchu Academy, she came here to study, but also to experience, smooth sailing is naturally the best, some twists and turns, it is not unacceptable.

*

Ji Xingzhou was originally drinking, it was the mountain and river drunk that Xiao Jingshui had given before, and when he heard the sound of the piano, he was already half drunk.

Ji Xingzhou's feminine and bewitching face was dyed with three points of rouge because of drunkenness, and the whole person looked more and more delicate, looking like a beautiful woman.

The red shirt opened its neckline, and wine dripped down its chin and landed on its fair chest, wetting a piece of the shirt.

Qingyue's ethereal piano sound came, Ji Xingzhou was slightly stunned, and as soon as his hand was released, the white jade cup with half a glass of wine left slipped from his hand, and after a crisp sound, the wine splashed and shattered the jade.

Ji Xingzhou didn't have time to care about the white jade cup worth a thousand gold, and held his face with a blank expression.

After a while, he left a tear, and along with the previous wine, his clothes were wet.

The bewitching youth has lost the wandering form of the past, revealing a bit of deep loneliness and fragility.

The cool and gentle tune like the moon could hardly make him gradually calm, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, his expression was peaceful, but the tears were rolling down more.

*

A Yin Cultivator disciple of Qingyun Palace was very intoxicated.

He wanted to meet the piano player.

A simple heart-purifying mantra can still be done, or something else......

I can't believe it.

I don't know whose disciple it is, compared to the sound cultivation of Qingyun Palace, it is not bad.

*

Inside the bamboo house, the melodious sound of the piano made the dean's heart feel depressed slightly.

Very good piano skills, so good that she can't help but think of the boy who never fades in her memory.

It's just that he would never play such a tune as the Pure Heart Mantra.

The young man in red was uninhibited, playing all the wind and moon songs, and he didn't know what he liked.

The sound of glamour became more intriguing under him, but it was a little more elegant.

The young man who strokes the qin is often high up, looking coldly at the guests who are full of confusion and affection.

However, he rarely played the piano, and occasionally played the flute, but often after he could finish the song, he would leave the priceless flute and turn around and lazily play with a smoking pen.

At that time, he pursued timely pleasure, although he was sober, he was willing to watch others drunk and dream of death in the gentle township.

Although he didn't understand it, it didn't prevent him from admiring the ugliness of a group of people who thought they were noble.

Afterward......

Later, there was no later.

He is a god of gold and jade, and she is lucky to be able to see him who has been reincarnated, how can she ask to be by her side?

The dean's apricot eyes were covered with a little sadness and melancholy, and under the calm, there was a crazy color that made the scalp tingle.

(End of chapter)