Deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors is a taboo in the cultivation world.

I was struck half to death by a thunderbolt, and I rolled into the gutter at the junction of the two worlds of man and demon with my harp.

I woke up to the sound of a piano.

When I woke up, most of my cultivation was struck by lightning and most of it was scattered, and I was extremely weak.

All I had left was a few pieces of cloth, and the piano was torn apart.

But the fragments of the piano were gradually condensing, and a vague sound sounded in my ears.

The pieces of the piano were gathering towards me, and finally stopped motionless beside me.

I watched this scene and was also a little moved.

chuckled, "It is said that all things have spirits, and it turns out that the same is true of utensils." ”

I reached out and touched the body gently, it seemed to feel it, and I could feel a little more heat.

Ergou: "It should be that it cultivates with you and is contaminated with the aura on your body, so it has an aura that is different from ordinary utensils." Just like the magic weapons of the cultivation realm, those high-grade magic weapons can recognize the master and understand the master's words. ”

I repaired the body, took it with me, and continued to practice.

This cultivation is a few years.

I refined this harp into my natal instrument, and it began to develop spiritual wisdom.

Later, I learned that the little junior sister inherited the sect, but the fact that I slaughtered the sect's master was not concealed.

The story of my deception and destruction of my ancestors is still known to the entire cultivation world, and it has also become the target of shouting and beating by all those who claim to be righteous.

I went back to Tianhua Sect again, and sat on the roof playing the piano and playing music.

The people of the entire sect knew that I was back, and they were so frightened that they hid in the house and didn't dare to come out.

Only the little sister came up to me.

Now she is the sect master of the Tianhua Sect.

"Senior sister, you won't blame me, will you?" She asked cautiously.

Me: "What do you blame?" ”

Little junior sister: "Blame me for not explaining ...... for you"

I picked up a jug of wine hanging from my waist and took a sip, "Oh, actually, I enjoy being a villain, too." ”

Little sister: "......"

At this time, the little junior sister sent me that I was playing the piano by myself.

"Senior sister, you ...... the piano"

Now that she saw this piano, she thought that her senior sister had changed it.

I smiled faintly, "When I grow up, I'll be able to play it myself." ”

Little sister: "......"

The little junior sister saw that I was not angry or displeased, my mood was as stable as ever, and I didn't like to laugh as always, so I didn't want to be bored.

Maybe because of the cultivation of immortals, I am also more cheerful in this world, and the main focus is a Buddhist system.

I don't have any resentment towards my little sister, probably because I don't care about this matter itself.

If you care, I guess I killed a little junior sister.

That night, I fell asleep while drinking wine and listening to the sound of the piano.

And a translucent figure also appeared next to the unplucked piano body.

The figure seems to be a young man, like a jade face.

While stroking the qin, he looked at the woman sleeping next to him, like a child, with a little attachment and joy.

When I woke up the next day, I looked at Jean next to me.

Suddenly, as if I felt something, I looked at the horizon.

I saw a white figure flying from the sky and landing lightly on the canopy, the posture of heaven and man, like a fairy out of the dust, cold and desireless.

The man looked at me as well.

When he saw me, there was a slight ripple in his unwavering eyes.

I was stunned.

The corners of his lips also evoked a faint curvature.

Plausible...... The old man comes.