"Long Tianqi has reached the transformation realm at such a young age, he can really be described as a dragon and phoenix among people, but you think that it is not a big deal for him to enter the transformation realm for the first time, this tone is inevitably too big. Elder Wu was stunned by Lin Feng's tone.

"Elders, don't worry so much, you must know that life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. Let's have another drink. Lin Feng said very casually.

Grape wine luminous glass, vermilion wine in the luminous glass against the backdrop of the red like blood, very poignant and moving.

It was already an early autumn night, with a cool breeze in the breeze, and a hook-like first quarter moon hung in the sky, contrasting with the starry sky, the sky was secluded, and this piece of heaven and earth was so vast.

Lin Feng raised his glass to look at the bright moon, looking around at the silhouette of the surrounding mountains, the silhouette was very distant, as if it had come from eternity, and it had been entrenched until many years later, to the distant and unknowable future.

The most special thing is that Guiyuan Valley is shrouded in a layer of clouds, the fog is like a white veil, looking at a bend of the first quarter moon through the clouds, as if it is late autumn.

Elder Wu had already fallen asleep on the stone table due to drinking too much.

Lin Feng shook his head and sighed: "You are really a person who is obsessed with wine, in fact, no matter how much our monks drink, as long as we run the Gang Qi to exude the wine from the meridians." But you can't bear to feel drunk. ”

Then Lin Feng helped Elder Wu back into the bamboo building, and walked out alone.

No matter how busy the day is, how tricky the problems to face are and how difficult it is to frown, but in such a quiet night, walking alone in the deep mountains and valleys, feeling the moonlight and starlight, and the cool mist, the heart will naturally calm down.

Don't think about so many things that are scheming. The mood was ethereal, and Lin Feng experienced the artistic conception he had felt in the Hidden Dragon Valley of Kunlun Ruins.

Lin Feng turned over and took out the Xing Muqin from the storage bag, the quaint body was blue, and the tail was scorched and the strings were seven.

Sitting on the ground under an ancient plane tree, Lin Feng put Xing Muqin horizontally on his knees, lightly clasped the strings with both hands, and the sound of the piano poured out from his fingertips like mountains and flowing water.

The sound of the piano is faint, and after a long time, it turns from so low and deep to clear, like the tinkling of spring water in a mountain stream. Because Lin Feng's mood changed. The sound of the piano is also the voice of the heart.

In this process, he remembered many timeless scenes, many good memories, and magnificent battles, and there was a sonorous meaning in the sound of the piano.

Suddenly, the sound of the hole flute sounded in the bamboo fence in the distance, which was very subtle. It was almost inaudible, if it weren't for Lin Feng's excellent hearing, he could hear it with his own ears. It's hard to believe that anyone in the world can play such a low flute. Logically speaking, if the pronunciation is too low, it won't be blown at all.

The sound of the flute came from the bamboo forest, and if there was nothing, it gradually raised its pitch and voice, like crying. Like a grudge, and gradually approaching.

Finally, the sound of the flute became normal, and it was in harmony with the sound of the piano played by Lin Feng. The rhythm and rhythm are deep and subtle, comparable to the subtle swordsmanship.

A good ensemble of piano and flute, complementing each other, in such a breezy early autumn night, played the finishing role for this quiet valley.

As Lin Feng played Xing Muqin, his spiritual power entered an extremely mysterious state, which could also be described as ethereal.

There is not a trace of distraction in the heart, like a transparent candle.

After a long time, the night became deeper, the wind passed through the bamboo, and the sound of the piano flute gradually stopped.

The rhythm of music is a thing, which can be said to be done by what it has to do, and it has to be stopped. Lin Feng pressed the strings with his hand, there was no endless song, and the sound of the flute was also very perfect to end according to this rhythm.

Only then did Lin Feng raise his head and carefully look at the person who was walking towards him and playing the dong flute. This is an extremely beautiful and moving woman, Hibiscus is like a willow like an eyebrow, extremely slender, wearing a blue dress, long hair fluttering, holding a hole flute.

And behind this woman is a snow-white demon beast, shaped like a deer, also like a dragon horse, it is a cloud beast. To be precise, Yunsheng Beast is not a demon beast, but should be called an immortal beast.

Of course Lin Feng knew this woman, she had just joined the Jiuding Sect and was elected to Guiyuan Valley, she was the one who led Lin Feng in, this woman's name was Qin Keqing.

Although Qin Keqing was an elder of the Jiuding Sect, she looked very young, and the Vermilion Bird mark on her forehead made her look extremely extraordinary, and she was also a little arrogant.

"It's so late, Elder Qin hasn't slept yet?" Lin Feng asked leisurely.

"Knowingly, didn't you sleep either? Qin Keqing said very coldly.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Such a wonderful night scene, if you don't come out to enjoy it, won't you live up to it?"

Qin Keqing looked at Lin Feng deeply, and sighed: "The bright moon is still the same as yesterday, but it is no longer a person. If it weren't for the sound of your piano in my dreams, how could I get up in the middle of the night and think about harmony with the sound of the flute?"

"It is a great honor to be able to play with Elder Qin's Qin Xiao. Lin Feng said very gracefully.

Qin Keqing smiled very lightly, this is a real light smile, but it is so moving, it is said that the empty valley and orchid are cheesy, to be precise, in a lake that is wrinkled by the wind.

"I remember you, your name is Lin Feng, right?" Qin Keqing said as he stared at Lin Feng.

"Yes, but I'm very puzzled when I saw Elder Qin carrying a guqin on your back, why did you play the flute this time instead of stroking the qin?" Lin Feng said.

"That guqin has been covered with dust, and he once put his heart into Yaoqin, but he didn't know how to listen to it, and who listened to the broken strings. So let this guqin continue to be sealed with the past!" Qin Keqing said.

When Lin Feng heard this, he was also quite empathetic, and his thoughts were surging in his heart, under this situation, how could he not make people feel sad?

After being silent for a long time, Qin Keqing said, "I used to think that you were a madman who was completely obsessed with cultivation! ”

"Occasionally, in my spare time, it's just a matter of pleasure and temperament. Lin Feng smiled casually.

"Your guqin is very special, can you give me a closer look?" Qin Keqing said.

Lin Feng flipped over and took out another Xing Muqin from the storage bag, there were two Xing Muqins he had obtained in Kunlun Ruins, and he only needed one anyway, so he just gave it to Qin Keqing today.

"As the saying goes, the sword is given to the hero, and this Yaoqin will be given to Elder Qin! This is the guqin brought back from Kunlun Ruins, I hope you can feel the new rhythm and relaxed new mood from this piano sound. Lin Feng handed a piece of Xing Muqin to Qin Keqing.

She accepted this guqin, because she felt a very cordial call, which came from the background of Xing Muqin.

They only talked a few words about the rhythm of music, and then Qin Keqing went back to the cave to rest, while Lin Feng put Xing Muqin into a storage bag, sat cross-legged under the plane tree, concentrated on calming his qi, running his qi, and cultivating in such an ethereal state was very efficient and helped to break through the bottleneck.

But seeing that Lin Feng's body was surrounded by blue light, the moonlight and starlight were gathered, and gradually seemed to be substantial, Lin Feng cared very much about the process of accumulation, the more he accumulated, the more profound he would be in battle.

However, Lin Feng couldn't break through the bottleneck of the Blood Condensation Ninefold Golden Pill realm to the transformation realm overnight, after all, his accumulation was too thick, just like a big vat with much more water than a cup, so it was even more difficult to fill it up.

Under the starry sky, Lin Feng cultivated so diligently, in fact, at the same time, on the vast land of Zichen Star, he was not the only one who practiced hard, the masters were all cultivated diligently, and no one could become a master just by talent.

The overnight cultivation was very fulfilling. In the early morning of the next day, the sun shone through the clouds and mist into the Guiyuan Valley, and the dewdrops on the fragrant flowers of Yao grass shone with crystal clear light, like pearls. All of them are full of life and make people feel refreshed.

"It's time to go to Long Tianqi and go to Qianyuan Terrace to decide life and death. Lin Feng said in his heart.

However, when he came to the outside of his cave mansion, a red-haired woman walked out and said that Long Tianqi had gone out to run errands, and it would take more than half a month for him to come back!

Lin Feng understood that Long Tianqi was arrogant and empty-eyed, and he definitely didn't take Lin Feng in his eyes, so he didn't bother to pay attention to the matter of life and death on the Qianyuan platform. It is estimated that when he comes back after he is busy, it will be the time when the dragon fights.

Since this is the case, Lin Feng is not in a hurry to duel with Long Tianqi, this matter was originally provoked by Long Tianqi, he is not in a hurry, and Lin Feng does not need to look for him again.

Walking along the moss-dappled stone steps, Lin Feng walked and felt the coolness of the morning breeze and the smell of grass and trees.

Half a month later, there will be the Yaochi Sword Fighting Conference held by the Nine Great Immortal Dao Sects, which must be taken seriously, but the preparation that Lin Feng has to do is not just to meditate and cultivate, because that has already done enough, and if he spends more time in a row, he may not be able to have any good results.

"Why don't I still go to the cultivation world of the Green Desolate Domain, maybe I can still discover a lot of genius masters and gradually build up my power. "Since Lin Feng became the leader of the Golden Sword Alliance in Kunlun Ruins, he has gradually developed a low-ranking small blood alliance into the number one blood alliance in Aoki City, and there are many masters gathered.

The most regrettable thing is that the seven golden-clothed guards were not brought back to the Qinghuang Domain, after all, each of them has the cultivation of the late stage of the Blood Condensation Ninefold Golden Pill Realm, and they are also good at wonderful ancient martial arts, once they join forces to cast a sword array, it is enough to compete with the Transformation Realm monks.

Moreover, there is another team whose strength is extremely strong, that is, the twenty-five elite monks from the Hidden Dragon Valley, who are also masters in the late stage of Jindan, and their talents are outstanding. Lin Feng also researched the Five Elements Battle Formation for them, and the battle was comparable to the might of thousands of troops.

"I believe that I can also establish such a team in the Green Desolate Domain, just like in Kunlun Ruins and Aoki City, in the Green Desolate Domain, I hope to be able to oppose the Nine Great Immortal Dao Sects. Lin Feng said in his heart.

The reason why he has such confidence is because he understands that although the great sect has a deep background, it also has many drawbacks, such as the low efficiency of doing things.

And the force that Lin Feng once established in Kunlun Ruins can be called an iron-blooded team, as long as Lin Feng gives an order, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, and the charge into battle, he will not give up, and his brows will not wrinkle.

Therefore, Lin Feng flew out of Guiyuan Valley with the silver jiao. (To be continued......)