The sound of the piano is long and tactful, with a strange rhythm that spreads in all directions.

Huan Yin's footsteps finally stopped completely, but he didn't notice it himself. Although he didn't know how to play the piano, he now felt that the sound of the piano was so wonderful that his heart seemed to beat with this beautiful tone.

It's good, it's good! This is the only feeling that Huan has at this moment.

He couldn't tell what was so wonderful about the sound or how good it sounded, but he just thought it was good, as if he instinctively wanted to accept it, and once he got into it, he couldn't extricate himself anymore.

The sound is lingering, and the three feet around the beam are still endless.

Crazy and stupid, I don't know when I stop for a while.

Huan Yin just stood there stupidly, as if he was enchanted, at this moment, there was only the sound of the piano in his world, as if he was willing to sleep in this beautiful sound forever.

"Excuse me, are you Huan Yin?" Suddenly, a sweet female voice entered Huan Yin's ears and pulled Huan Yin out of the world of piano sound.

In front of him, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old beautiful woman stood in front of him, making Huan Yin, who had not fully recovered his senses, think that he had really entered the heavenly realm.

"Is there a woman in this world who is as beautiful as Yu'er?" This was Huan Yin's first reaction, he originally thought that his Yu'er was the most beautiful woman in the world, but even if he had a deep affection for Lan Yu, he had to admit that the woman in front of him was not worse than her.

However, Huan Yin is no longer the child of his youth, he quickly noticed his abnormality and immediately collected his mind. There was no expression on his face either.

"In the lower Huan Yin. May I ask what this junior sister is called?" Huan Yin clasped his fists and bowed to the woman. He didn't look at the woman's face again, for the woman was so beautiful, and the sound of the piano still kept him in fear that he would fall into it again.

The woman saw that Huan was very handsome because of her literary temperament, and she smiled sweetly on her face, and teased: "You are the elder of the Bingge, and I am just an ordinary disciple of the Qin Pavilion." You call me junior sister, which is really exalting me. ”

Only then did Huan Yin notice that this female disciple's cultivation was not even as good as his own, and he was only in the late stage of refining, and he was a little speechless for a while. This is not to blame him, after all, he has always been the youngest disciple in the Infinite Sect, not to mention that he has only been born for more than thirty years, so he has not established the concept of being an elder in his heart at all. What's more, there are thousands of years of monks in the Ziyin Sect at every turn, and they can't see it, just like a spirit sperm. If you look at her appearance, she is still a child. Therefore, Huan Yin never dared to consider himself an elder in the Ziyin Sect.

Seeing Huan Yin's somewhat embarrassed appearance, the woman laughed again: "You are really an elder who is easy to bully." ”

However, after she finished saying this, she quickly changed her serious and respectful appearance, and bowed to Huan Yin very solemnly: "Disciple Qin Pavilion Xue Xin, I have seen Uncle Huan." Uncle Huan has achieved the same achievement as Lu Jian Patriarch on the thousand-step ladder, Xue Xin has admired it for many days, and it is really happy to be fortunate to see it today. ”

Xue Xin is the disciple with the lowest rank in the Qin Pavilion, and the main master of the Qin Pavilion is two generations higher than her, and Huan is now on the same level as the master of the Qin Pavilion, so it is completely reasonable for Xue Xin to call Huan because of his uncle. It's just that Huan Yin is still a little unaccustomed to such a title, and he feels that he still needs to adapt more to the seniority in the Ziyin Sect.

"By the way, where is Uncle Shi going?" Xue Xin has a lively personality and speaks quickly.

Huan Yin smiled at Xue Xin and said, "I just want to go to your Qin Pavilion now, if it's convenient, I want to ask for some materials for forging swords." ”

"Nature is convenient. Xue Xin said very happily. Then he walked in front of Huan Yin, and then said, "Uncle Huan, let the disciple take you to get materials." ”

Huan Yin nodded: "Then thank you very much." ”

Under the leadership of Xue Xin, Huan Yin walked in the direction of the Qin Pavilion again, and the sound of the piano coming out of the Qin Pavilion became clearer and louder.

Huan Yin was no longer fascinated, although he still felt good when he heard the sound of the piano, and he would still be a little intoxicated unconsciously, but he kept reminding himself that he couldn't lose his temper.

Moreover, Huan Yin could feel that the person who played the piano did not add any cultivation power to the sound of the piano, and the reason why he was fascinated by the sound of the piano at first was because he really thought it was too good.

"Xue Xin, who is this playing the piano?" Huan Yin couldn't help but ask.

"Naturally, our pavilion master is playing the piano. Xue Xin replied.

"Oh. Huan responded, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

After a while, Huan Yin asked again, "Is your pavilion master in trouble?"

This time, Xue Xin turned around and asked in surprise, "Uncle Huan, why do you ask that?"

Huan Yin replied as a matter of course: "Can't you hear a trace of sadness in her piano sound?"

An inexplicable look suddenly appeared on Xue Xin's face, and she looked at Huan Yin and said, "Uncle Huan, I'm afraid you don't know the rhythm, right? Although the sound of our pavilion master's piano contains all kinds of feelings, they are all positive, and no one has ever used the word 'sad' to describe her after listening to her play the piano." ”

Huan Yin was stunned for a moment, and then said with an embarrassed face: "Let you see the smile, I really don't understand the rhythm, it seems that I heard it wrong." ”

Not long after Huan Yin followed Xue Xin, he went down from Hongqiao to the cloud where the Qin Pavilion was located, and finally stepped into the Qin Pavilion.

In the very center of the pavilion are three gorgeous golden palaces arranged in a row, and the architectural styles of these three palaces are extremely strange, even if Huan Yin has walked so many places on the land of Kyushu, he still has not seen a similar style of architecture.

However, this does not mean that Huan Yin has not seen this architectural style. If he remembered correctly, the style of the building was very similar to that of the strange images he had seen after he had fallen into the pool of dragon's blood.

Huan Yin was a little puzzled, could it be that this Qin Pavilion had anything to do with that strange world? However, this is the Ziyin Sect, the number one sect in the world, and the Dao system here is the purest way of the world, and the people who can practice here are naturally all strong people in the human world, how can there be anything strange here? Even if there really is, can it escape the eyes of Lu Zhuzhen?

"Uncle Huan, the field is in the front, please come with me. Huan Yin was thinking about it when Xue Xin's voice sounded in front of him, disrupting his thoughts.

"Okay, thank you. Huan Yin replied.

There are really a lot of people in the Qin Pavilion, in addition to the female disciples who are busy shuttling around, there are also many mortals here.

However, the mortals here look very leisurely, except for a few who are still doing things, most of them are chatting, and some are even lying on the clouds with their eyes closed.

Such a scene, it is really inexplicable to see Huan Yin, is this Qin Pavilion recruiting so many mortals just to raise them for nothing?

"Xue Xin, what do these mortals do in the Qin Pavilion?" Huan Yin was really curious, so he asked.

Xue Xin naturally knew the meaning of Huan Yin's question, she herself stayed with these mortals all day long, didn't she know that these mortals were very leisurely? However, Xue Xin shook her head and said, "Uncle Shi, these mortals are all recruited according to the requirements of the pavilion master, and they are rarely busy, and most of them do some ordinary labor. Occasionally, the disciples will be in charge of them, all according to the will of the pavilion master. ”

Huan Yin understood, Xue Xin herself didn't know why these mortals were recruited, and even from her tone, Huan Yin could feel a trace of helplessness. However, Xue Xin made it very clear that the recruitment of these people was strictly in accordance with the intention of the Qin Pavilion Master, so if you want to know why you recruited them, I am afraid that you can only ask the Qin Pavilion Master.

Therefore, Huan Yin could only shut down and continue to follow Xue Xin forward.

Along the way, Huan Yin finally understood why everyone said that the female disciples of the Qin Pavilion were all stunning, as if they had taken over the most beautiful female cultivators in the land of Kyushu.

The female disciples who appeared in the Qin Pavilion, no matter which one they were, were as beautiful as Xue Xin. Although these female disciples have different temperaments and appearances, they are just different in beauty. It's like a fairy in the heavenly realm, although they have different appearances, they will all make people fall in love with them without exception.

At this moment, Huan Yin even had an idea in his heart, that is, if there was really a beautiful woman scattered outside, it could only be his own Yu'er. Because only Lan Yu's appearance can be compared to the female cultivators here. However, it is only comparable, not surpassed.

In other words, if Lan Yu came here wearing a female disciple costume of the Qin Pavilion, he would not look outstanding, and even there were many female disciples among them, and even Huan Yin had to secretly admit that he was indeed a little more beautiful than Lan Yu.

"The Ziyin Sect is the best in the world, does it also include the first woman in the world in the Qin Pavilion?" This absurd idea really appeared in Huan Yin's mind at this moment, and he felt that if he was not determined enough, he really couldn't worship the Ziyin Sect. Because as soon as they come to the Qin Pavilion, I am afraid that they will be obsessed with it instantly.

"Everyone, if you can become the emperor, what will you hope for the most?" Suddenly, a female disciple's voice came into Huan Yin's ears.

This female disciple was asking questions to the group of mortals in front of her, but the question she asked was really a bit strange, at least in a place like the Purple Yin Sect, it was really not appropriate to ask such a question. (To be continued.) )

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