As soon as the sound of the piano came out, it was like a dragon entering the sea, domineering and unparalleled.

Han Ruo quietly watched Lu Shen play the piano, and suddenly remembered the sword he had made in the Ning family's mansion before.

Lu Shen plays the piano just like he uses a sword, which is undoubtedly unquestionable and domineering.

There is a small group of people in the world, no matter how high or low the realm is, big or small, when they practice what is born to belong to them, they are the most romantic characters.

The end of the song.

The tea mist that originally restricted the sound of the piano had disappeared at some point.

Everyone on the round platform recovered from the shock and confusion.

Situ Qin's face was unwilling, but he was helpless.

From the moment the piano sounded, he knew that he had lost everything.

But this strange way of not talking about skills, unreasonable, and like crushing made him a little unacceptable.

There was a brief silence.

"First place, Lu Shen. ”

As a judge, Situ Qian glanced at the registration manual and said calmly.

According to the normal process, the top three are generally evaluated.

But he only pronounced the first place, which is usually sure to attract objections, but this time it didn't.

Because even the layman can see that this kind of qin sound close to the Tao is no longer on the same level as others.

Lu Shen walked off the round platform, suddenly frowned, and said, "How many more times do you need to compete like this?"

Ning Huanhuan came back from the shock and said: "The first place will be selected in each competition for the final spring battle." ”

Lu Shen raised his eyebrows and said, "Scuffle?"

Ning Huanhuan nodded and said, "That's right." ”

Lu Shen glanced around and wondered, "Why isn't there a type of direct fight?"

In the cultivation world, no matter what posture or method one uses to enter the Dao, the most basic and important thing is combat power.

In the cultivation world, the law of the jungle eats the strong, which is very vulgar, but it is also very true.

Therefore, Lu Shen can understand that in the end, the most common combat power is used to divide the victory and defeat, but he doesn't understand why he still has to get so many tricks since he always has to fight, which is quite a bit of taking off his pants and farting.

Ning Yitian has been silent, and only then did he open his mouth to explain: "Mainly for the sake of quota and interests, the top five can control the distribution of spiritual ore resources outside the city, as for why there are no fighting projects at the beginning..."

Ning Yitian smiled bitterly and said, "The Daode Sect has occupied the first place in the Spring Enlightenment Association for decades, and the disciple resources under the sect are the best in the whole county, so... There is no need. ”

There is no need, because the final winner is the moral gate anyway.

Lu Shen sighed, and then began to wander around.

The piano competition came to an end quickly, but the rest of the competition was still in full swing.

There are delicate-faced children pointing out the country on the chessboard.

There is a white-haired old man who has no realm and hangs his head indifferently above the altitude of thousands of meters.

There are two thin young men who are reading, arguing with each other.

Ouyang Qianqian, the daughter of the Ouyang family, was strategizing on the sand table, yawning on her face.

Lu Shen didn't stop anywhere, he just swept by.

Ning Huanhuan followed behind, a little worried: "Lu Shen, will you win against them later?"

"Since I want to help you get out of the marriage, that's a natural thing. ”

Lu Shen said.

Ning Huanhuan whispered: "What if I can't win?"

Lu Shen thought about it seriously and said, "Then run." ”

Ning Huanhuan scratched her little head and nodded in a daze.

....

The Spring Enlightenment Party lasted from noon to the second day.

Most of the people present were cultivators, and there was nothing unusual about them, not to mention that there were many houses around the round platform for rest, and they were served by handsome and considerate maids, who were very considerate.

Ningyi Tianren has reached middle age, worked hard all year round, and has already rested.

In the middle of the night, there were still countless noises in the distance.

Lu Shen has been standing on the edge of the round platform and looking up into the distance.

And Ning Huanhuan's two eyelids fought, but she still stubbornly sat on the small bench next to her, leaning on the landing and falling asleep.

Han Ruo brought a luxurious velvet mink shawl and gently covered the little girl.

Lu Shen glanced at her.

Han Ruo's expression was as usual, and he asked, "What are you looking at in the sky for so long?"

Lu Shen said calmly: "People are always easily attracted by the scenery in the distance and forget what is in front of them. ”

Han Ruo waited for the following.

Lu Shen pointed to the sky, "The sea of stars in the sky, the endless spiritual power firmament, under such a vision of heaven and earth, how small and fragile the power of human beings is, and it seems so magnificent, but everyone here doesn't even have the idea of looking up, but cares about some magic weapons and pills that are not in the stream, so they are puzzled." ”

Han Ruo sneered: "You are from the Sword Pavilion, you are naturally admired by thousands of people, and you can have such a domineering and unparalleled sword intent, but everyone here is fighting for resources, and their horizons are different, how can you see the same things?"

Lu Shen didn't explain some of the mistakes in the other party's words, but was silent for a while, and nodded: "Reasonable." ”

Han Ruo then looked at the sky and sighed: "Even if you can win this competition, it won't really change much for the Ning family. ”

The name of Lu Shen of the Sword Pavilion, she had heard that the Dragon and Phoenix List had been defeated by Lu Shen, so she was not worried about winning or losing this competition.

But he cares about something else.

Lu Shen said calmly: "I came here to end Ning Huanhuan's marriage, and the Spring Apocalypse Party has no meaning to me. ”

The old servant asked rhetorically: "The Daode Gate is deeply rooted in Ruyang City, how can you solve it?"

Lu Shen said calmly: "Fight until you serve." ”

....

Han Ruo stared at Lu Shen's eyes, as if he wanted to see something.

A behemoth like the Sword Pavilion is naturally like a flood beast for a small sect like the Daode Gate.

But the power of a person and the power of a sect are completely different concepts.

The backer behind the Daode Gate is Daode Lin, which is a big faction of the same level as the Cold Cloud Sect before the Great Chaos.

What she cared about, or what she was afraid of, was that Lu Shen acted recklessly, patted his ass and left, but in the end he caused a bigger trouble for the Ning family.

Lu Shen said indifferently: "The solution I said is naturally a complete solution, as for you, no matter what the reason, the demon clan can't wantonly harm the mortals, I let you go last time, but there can't be a next time." ”

The fox banshee narrowed her eyes, and a faint demonic aura emanated from her body.

How a low-level sword cultivator spoke to her was really something that was very difficult to encounter.

Lu Shen didn't reply, and asked lightly, "Want to die?"

The old servant looked at his eyes, and for some reason suddenly remembered the sword again, hesitated for a while, and the aura around him was still calm.

The two were silent as they looked up at the starry sky.

On this round platform that is thousands of meters in the sky, some people are happy, some are melancholy, some are dreaming, some are full of regret, and some are looking at the moon.

This scene is like a miniature version of the world.

With a touch of red sun emerging from winter.

Finally, it was dawn.