I saw the birds in the valley rising from the ground and flying to the sky. Tens of thousands of birds spread their wings, and colorful feathers filled the sky in an instant.

The valley is like a colorful lid, and when you look up, you can see it full of splendor.

And these birds do not fly around, but purposefully form a queue - no, on such a scale, it should be called a team.

They fly together in an organized manner, like an army, like a tide, like a spectrum of stars, covering the sky and the sun.

Wei Chanyu sighed: "It's so beautiful-" Children just like the full color in their eyes, and they like it when they see it. However, Meng Shuai looked at these birds and only felt terrifying.

If this overwhelming bird swoops down like an army charge, how powerful will it be? I'm afraid that the masters of the Mixed Yuan Period will not be able to withstand it. When the time comes, this layer of beautiful feathers will be the grave soil where they are buried.

Meng Shuai nervously scanned the valley to see if there was a hiding place for the two of them in the huge valley.

The birds leave the ground, and the terrain in the valley is unobstructed.

In this valley, in addition to the four mountain walls, the ground is actually flat, flat as the bottom of a bottle, only there are five or six pillars scattered on the ground, the pillars are thick and thin, like small pagodas, pointing straight to the sky.

Meng Shuai glanced at it a few times, but he didn't know the point, at this time, he heard the sound of wings above his head getting louder and louder, and it seemed that the birds above his head began to be restless, and his heart sank, and he pulled Wei Chanyu behind him, and said, "Be careful!"

Fortunately, the birds did not fly down as he thought, but circled in flocks, and the direction of flying was the colorful silk threads in the sky. A team of feathers swept across the silk thread and let out a clear sound.

"Zheng-"

The sound is incomparably clearer, penetrating into the ear drum, reaching the soul, as if the soul was scratched by a small hand in the depths of the soul, and the sour numb was full of comfort.

"It seems to be the sound of the piano...... : Meng Shuai said softly.

"No, how can the sound of the piano be so good?" Wei Chanyu looked confused, with a hint of intoxication, and his voice became blurred, as if it came from a distance.

Meng Shuai said: "The sound of the piano in the sky, the real sound of the heavens......"

Before the words fell, another piano sound came, and the moving power once again reached the heart.

One after another, the sound of the piano came, and gradually connected into a song, the music is moving, and the sound of the piano is pleasant, which is the sound of nature. Meng Shuai and Wei Chanyu began to exclaim, and gradually immersed themselves in the sound of the qin, the sound of the qin music built a new world, a world of green mountains and green waters, picturesque scenery, let them swim in it, like fish and sea, feel incomparably free and happy.

Gradually, Meng Shuai changed from standing up straight to sitting down, leaning on the vines, through the vines, he could feel the mountain wall behind him vibrating, but his mind was already occupied by the sound of the qin, and he didn't have any extra thoughts to think about why this was so.

In his heart, it was as if there was a clear stream flowing through it, washing away the dirt accumulated in the past little by little, leaving only a brighter and brighter heart, and a clearer and clearer soul.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the piano stopped, and the two of them were still immersed in the world of the sound of the piano for a while, until Wei Chanyu jumped up first and said, "It's so good-"

Meng Shuai let out a sigh of relief and said, "This song should only exist in heaven - it really exists in heaven." ”

Wei Chanyu raised his head, but saw that the birds in the sky were still there, but they flew to a higher altitude, and the five colored lines were still horizontal in the air, but I don't know if it was an illusion, the light of the colored lines seemed to be dimmed.

Meng Shuai raised his head and stared at the colored line thoughtfully.

Wei Chanyu suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, my qualifications seem to have improved." The fit with Xiaofeng is also better. It's incredible!"

Meng Shuai said: "Is there such a benefit?"

Wei Chanyu said: "So it's incredible." I'm very qualified. Master said that my qualifications are also among the best in the Huangjin Palace, and my compatibility with Xiaofeng is the first time in a thousand years. There simply couldn't be better. But isn't it a miracle that you can improve by listening to a song? By the way, what about your qualifications?"

Meng Shuai checked himself and said, "I haven't changed much." ”

Wei Chanyu showed a look of regret, patted him generously, and said, "It's okay, you can succeed if you work hard." ”

Meng Shuai is funny, the reason why he hasn't changed much, on the contrary, is because his qualifications are too high.

When he first came to this world, Meng Shuai's qualifications were simply unsightly, but after so many adventures and chances, he forcibly washed his qualifications into a unique talent and beauty in the world, otherwise he would not have violated the laws of cultivation, and his cultivation in the later stage was faster than in the early stage, and the more he cultivated, the faster he became.

Of course, this has something to do with his luck, especially after the Tower of the Sky absorbs the origin of the Water Mirror, Meng Shuai's roots and bones are already as golden as jade, almost flawless. Even if there are natural treasures in the world that can help him go to the next level, it is not this piano sound.

But the sound of the piano is not without benefits, the real benefit is in the soul. Meng Shuai felt that the already powerful Divine Soul had gone to a new level, and it was already different from its peers, even if it was compared to those high-ranking existences above the Mixed Yuan Period, it was probably not far behind.

The sound of a piano has such a miraculous effect that it can really be called a miracle.

Wei Chanyu said: "The song just now seems to be an ancient song. It's a bit like a hundred birds and a phoenix. ”

Meng Shuai said: "Is it an ancient song? I don't know anything." And I've forgotten the melody of that song just now, so I remember it well. ”

Wei Chanyu said: "Actually, I don't understand, but this piece is often played in our palace, and it is played in every big celebration, and it is said to be an ancient song left by the five holy women." But it's a little different from the melody just now, and it's not as good as that. Strange, why does the birdsong make a piano sound?"

Meng Shuai shook his head and said, "Do you think it's from a bird? Don't you notice that the valley where we are located is a huge piano?"

"Huh?"

After being stunned for a while, Wei Chanyu reacted and said, "So the mountain wall of wood is ......."

Meng Shuai said: "The body of the piano." ”

Wei Chanyu pointed to the silk thread on his head and said, "That shouldn't be ......?"

Meng Shuai said: "Strings." The five strings of the guqin are different from the current seven-stringed qin. ”

Wei Chanyu pointed to those high pillars and said, "Then it is Qin Zhen? Then we are in the belly of the qin? Could it be the dragon pond and the phoenix swamp that just came in? Who used such a big qin? Do you want a hundred birds to play it? Is it a phoenix?"

Meng Shuai said: "If you study it carefully, that's it. I once heard people say that the earth is a piano, the rivers are like strings, the sky is a disk, and the stars are the sons, describing the atmosphere, and now in the depths of the volcano, I have also seen it. I just don't know ......."

Wei Chanyu said: "What?"

Meng Shuai said: "Is the piano too big, or are we too small?"

Wei Chanyu shuddered and said, "When you say that, I suddenly feel so terrifying. ”

Meng Shuai also deeply felt that insignificance. I was full of interest and wanted to see the phoenix, and even moved my mind to covet it, but before I saw a single feather of the phoenix, I was already alarmed by a piano, and I felt a sense of insignificance.

Compared with the little dragon that crawled out of the egg and the dragon guard who has been trapped in the stone wall for many years, this is the real existence left over from ancient times, which should only appear in legends, not in front of people.

Wei Chanyu had already retreated, but he was a little unwilling, looked up at the sky, and said, "These birds are all played, why don't you come down?"

Meng Shuai didn't know either, and said casually: "There may be another song." ”

At this time, I only heard a long chirp, but it was the birds chirping overhead.

A chirp, a thousand birds chirped in unison, the birds in the sky opened their mouths at the same time, and chirped loudly, for a time all kinds of timbres were mixed together, extremely noisy, it was simply the most unbearable noise in the world, and the same piano sound just now was just two extremes, which shook people's ears.

Wei Chanyu covered his ears and said, "It's noisy, it's noisy." But her voice was drowned out by the sound of birdsong, where could she hear it?

Meng Shuai also covered one ear, but left one ear to listen, he always felt that after the sound of the heavenly piano, a thousand birds sang in unison, and there should be other deep meanings.

Listen, he really heard some flavors.

The sounds of these birds are different, some are high and some are low, some are sharp, some are hoarse, at first glance it seems to be screaming, but after listening to it a lot, you can hear a little emotion from it, thousands of birds, the emotions are the same.

It was a mixture of sadness and anticipation, like a child waiting to be fed, calling out to his mother, "Mother, why don't you come back?"

They're calling for the Phoenix!

Meng Shuai suddenly understood, this bird full of mountains and valleys all had a thought, waiting for the return of the phoenix.

Because of anticipation, they often gather, play the ancient song, and look forward to a hundred birds and a phoenix, but every time they are disappointed, no matter how good the qin song is, it is in vain to not attract the phoenix, so they cry again to express their sadness.

This is probably repeated countless times under the volcano, only this time they saw it, and if they hadn't seen it, it would have continued until the birds could no longer fly-

Thinking of this, Meng Shuai felt a little emotional, and at the same time, after removing the little bit of sadness and sorrow that remained, he thought of another question:

So, there is no phoenix here?

There is a group of birds left by the phoenix, there are guqin left by the phoenix, and there are ancient songs left by the phoenix, but there is no phoenix, I am afraid that this trip is in vain.

Of course, it was not in vain, he at least listened to a beautiful old song, and learned that there is such a beautiful and wonderful place under the volcano.

The sad chirping of the birds above his head became more and more poignant, and he didn't know what kind of ritual or even a sad scene there was in the end, he was a little hairy, and said, "Let's go......" Just about to take Wei Cicada Yu away, suddenly a figure flew into the flock of birds from bottom to top.

Meng Shuai was stunned, and felt that this figure was a little familiar-

"Old Ash?!"