Dongfang Ling didn't speak, obviously thinking about something, and Dongfang Xue's expression looked at the old man with a little nervousness.

Obviously, the ancestors and grandsons of the Dongfang family still have some inside information, but they don't know why this piece is played by Jinnara?

Wu Ming saw that neither of them spoke, and knew that his guess should not be wrong. But if they don't want to say it, can they force it?

None of them spoke, and none of them spoke, just sat quietly. In the end, it was Wu Ming who moved first, he still didn't speak, just picked up his piano and played the song of Kinnara that day.

I have been learning the psychic song with Dongfang Xue for a few months before, and I am very familiar with this score. There was a little change in Kinara's tune, but not much, just a change in technique, which he could feel. Now it's easy to learn.

At first, it was smooth, but after a few minutes of playing, the sound became extremely harsh, not as round as that of Kinara, and seemed to be a little chaotic. Continuing any further, Wu Ming was sweating profusely, his face became a little pale, and his voice became more unpleasant and messy.

"Boom"

The strings broke without warning, and Wu Ming wiped a cold sweat. Why is it so strange to play on my own? Why is it so strange when it is exactly the same as the way of Kinara? What a strange song, it can consume my mind so much.

"Young master, would you like to listen to the old man tell a story?" Dongfang Ling listened to Wu Ming's play, although he tried his best to do it later, but he listened to the rhythm, this tune. It's all too familiar.

Wu Ming nodded, knowing that Dongfang Ling had decided to say it.

Dongfang Ling paused, and seemed to fall into memory: "My Dongfang family has always had such an ancient legend, some secrets about that ancient era. Of course, we've always thought of it as a myth. Well, it's wrong, it should be the Wang family. I am an Oriental family, and my surname is not Dongfang, but Wang. Hehe, it's been too long. I almost forgot that my ancestor's surname was Wang. Hehe. This story may go back thousands of years, so let's talk about the legend first. It is rumored that in an era that is so long ago that there is no record, the legend says that there was an ancient god realm. Hehe. Young master, don't laugh. That's the case in the old family, I've looked through it, but I don't believe it. In ancient times, there is still a little legend, that is the era of the flood and famine, worshipping the Taoist ancestors, only immortals, and the gods are all gods who have been sealed by the god list, in the final analysis, the difference with the immortals is not very big, but there are just some more constraints. ”

Wu Ming's heart was secretly moved, what is the origin of this Wang family?

In the mortal world, in addition to the old antiques such as the Witch God, the Mud Bodhisattva and Ao Tian, this was the first time Wu Ming had heard a mortal mention the ancient god realm. In that period of history, there were not many people who knew the Dao during the flood and famine, right? And after the destruction of the world, how many people could survive? Besides, it was difficult for ordinary immortals to know the secrets of the Dao, so why would this mortal know the Dao?

You go on. ”

After Dongfang Ling finished saying that, he was waiting for Wu Ming's reaction, if he felt ridiculous, then there was no point in going on.

"Legend has it that there are three thousand demon gods in the ancient god realm who are the most powerful. In the flip of your hand, you can destroy a world, and every action can bring an incomparably terrifying wind and thunder to follow. For them, space can be torn apart at will, time is eternal for them, they are immortal, and their strength is so strong that they make heaven and earth tremble. And among them, there is a god and demon called the Heavenly Demon, whose strength can rank in the top ten among the three thousand gods and demons, he"

"Heavenly Demon?" the witch god muttered in a low voice, as if thinking about something.

Wu Ming was suddenly interrupted by his words, and when he mentioned the Ancient God Realm from the Eastern Order, he was paying attention to the look of the witch god. Now that he saw that this usually silent witch god actually muttered, he immediately understood that this heavenly demon really existed nine times out of ten.

"It's hard to imagine, isn't it? Actually, I don't understand. This Heavenly Demon's strongest attack method is not a fist, nor a weapon, it will be a song. When I heard this, I really couldn't believe it, but I couldn't believe it. Dongfang Ling sighed, and then said: "Besides, I, Dongfang, eh, is the Wang family." My Wang family has practiced martial arts for generations, and it is also well-known in the rivers and lakes, but now I am afraid that few people still remember my Wang family, of course, this is not absolute. It should have been fifteen hundred years ago, the time is too long, and I can't remember it clearly, but I remember that my Wang family was exterminated at that time, and the reason was because of a piano!"

Fifteen hundred years ago, Wu Ming blurted out, "Heavenly Demon Qin?"

There was a kind of heat stirring in Wu Ming's heart, if he guessed correctly, it was the Heavenly Demon Qin. There are really not many pianos that can cause the disaster of extermination, and if it was fifteen hundred years ago, then there would only be one piano, the Heavenly Demon Qin that shook the martial arts!

Combined with that legend, that god and demon is called the Heavenly Demon, right? Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Demon Qin, isn't this just right?

And it is this magic harp, all the warriors introduced 1,500 years ago have become crazy, killing and bloody is commonplace, and the dead Jianghu warriors do not know how many, and they can't be counted at all. If it weren't for her younger brother, Wu Ming believed that the witch would definitely slaughter the warriors who were attracted by greed at that time, but even so, she still sent a few gates that belonged to the dragon head level in the martial arts at that time to completely slaughter the dead species.

That era, known as the post-dark age of martial arts, was full of bloody wind and blood, and death everywhere.

Even if it was hundreds of years ago, the world would dominate the world, and it would be a nameless extermination of the ten major sects, but it still couldn't be compared with that time. At that time, there were really too many dead martial artists, so many that even the people of the ten major sects combined were not enough to compare, not only Wang Xuemei killed, but also many people who shot each other for the Heavenly Demon Qin, even friends and relatives may turn their faces ruthlessly in the next moment.

It can be said that the magic qin drove the entire martial arts battle.

The worst result was that Wang Xuemei took her younger brother into hiding, and the Heavenly Demon Qin never appeared again.

Dongfang Ling was not surprised when he saw Wu Ming's words. Speaking of which, anyone who has listened to the Heavenly Demon Qin will have this reaction. But fortunately, Wu Ming was still able to stabilize his heart and did not see greed appear, which made the stone hanging in Dongfang Ling's heart fall slightly.

After knowing each other for less than a year, to be honest, it is impossible for Dongfang Ling to fully believe Wu Ming. But Wu Ming said it to this point today, and he didn't dare to figure out what the result would be if he didn't say it. During this time, he watched Wu Ming grow up, from the beginning of the congenital period to the moment when he was able to kill Yu Guanhai now, how long has it been?

Therefore, Dongfang Ling wanted to take a gamble at this time, betting that Wu Ming might not necessarily look down on the Heavenly Demon Qin, or that he would be able to stick to his heart and would not persecute him and his granddaughter in an attempt to get the Heavenly Demon Qin.

If he didn't have a firm heart, would this young man be able to cultivate so fast?

Dongfang Ling did have some misunderstandings about Wu Ming, Wu Ming's insistence was an unstable existence in the past, and now he really understands this. The so-called speed of entering the realm is just because of the help of the system, plus the time of the two worlds that allowed him to progress.

"Many years ago, the Wang family got a piano with a strange place, but they couldn't make it. Until 10,000 years ago, the Wang family produced a peerless genius, who discovered the mystery of the Heavenly Demon Qin, and groped out the song of the Heavenly Demon, and the name was Heavenly Demon Song. And that genius died young because of the hard work he made this piece, leaving no way to play. Hehe, if he didn't scrutinize this Heavenly Demon Song, with his talent, I can say that he can definitely ascend to the Immortal Realm before the age of thirty, but it's a pity that it was passed on later, and after generations of Wang family heads groped and studied, until fifteen hundred years ago, the general technique of the Heavenly Demon Qu was finally deduced. It's hard to imagine that there are eight ways to play the same song. Moreover, the effect of each playing method is different, this is the heavenly demon eight tones that shocked the martial arts. What you just played was a killing sound, and what Cher taught you was a phantom sound. Heavenly Demon Eight Sounds, each with its own characteristics, if Xue'er's internal strength is as strong as the ancestor Wang Xuemei, the phantom sound she plays can make Pang Ban hallucinate, although it can't make him commit suicide If it is replaced by a killing sound, even Pang Ban can't get close, this is the strength of the Heavenly Demon Eight Sounds. ”

Wouldn't it be ridiculous if the Heavenly Demon Song left behind by the Heavenly Demon didn't have such power? And at the beginning, Wang Xuemei single-handedly slaughtered several sects as powerful as the Ming Sect today, if the strength was not strong, wouldn't it be slaughtered?

Dongfang Ling looked at Dongfang Xue with a look of pity and sighed: "It's a pity, back then, I was so competitive that her parents died because of me, and she was even injured in the meridians and couldn't cultivate internal strength. Otherwise, with her talent, she can play the phantom sound in the Heavenly Demon Eight Tones completely without the blessing of True Yuan, and if she can cultivate internal strength, she will definitely become the second Wang Xuemei. In the past ten years, I have changed my name and surname, and I have almost forgotten my surname Wang, walking the rivers and lakes to find a way to cure her meridians, but after so many years, I still can't do it, I am sorry for her, Xue'er suffered with me. ”

"Well, if you have a chance, I'll show her. Wu Ming said out loud that his medical skills had never been shown in this world, but what he was focusing on now was not this problem, but another: "I learned the illusion sound from Xue'er, and I haven't used the blessing of internal force, don't you say?"

Well, Wu Ming was a little moved.

Dongfang Ling's heart that had just been put down suddenly came up again, he was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth and said: "That's not what you said, you play an ordinary piano, Xue'er plays, it's the Heavenly Demon Qin!"

Dongfang Ling can be regarded as turning over all the hole cards, if Wu Ming is really moved, even if he doesn't say it, Wu Ming will hold Dongfang Xue hostage and make him hand over the Heavenly Demon Qin. At that point, it would definitely be much worse. Spread it out like this, if he really wants it, then forget it, at least he hasn't completely torn his face, and there is some hope that he can save his life. Alas, after Wang Xuemei's ancestor, there are few Wang family members who can truly exert the power of this Heavenly Demon Qin, otherwise, how could my Wang family have fallen to such a state?

Wu Ming felt as if he was dreaming, it turned out that this Heavenly Demon Qin, known as the first artifact of martial arts......, was beside him?