Suddenly, a beautiful and melancholy ancient sound reached his ears, and Ling Zhi immediately got up suddenly.

This is a beautiful ancient sound, not to say how beautiful the song is, but the innate charm and temperament of the avenue carried by the person who played it.

Ling Zhi seemed to see a girl holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long and lonely rainy alley;

Although it was not a prosperous face, it was as quiet as water at that time, and it was like this moonlight, pouring down quietly.

Ling Zhi was shocked, this was the same as the sound of the piano he felt during the day, could it really be her!

The name of this person jumped in his mind, and Ling Zhi was not sure if it was really her, but the rhythm was too similar.

In this faint piano sound, it is like a quiet orchid that blooms quietly in the depths of the hollow valley, alone in the silent night Tu exudes its fragrance and beauty.

Lonely Fang is self-appreciative, lonely and arrogant, Haoyue is open, no one knows, and at the same time, he doesn't care if others know.

"Huhuhuhu"

Suddenly, Ling Zhi quietly listened to the beautiful melancholy sound of the piano, and the fierce danger he had experienced in the past few days gradually became relaxed.

Originally, there was a condensed perverse aura in his body, but now it was slowly eliminated, and his mood entered a state of precipitation.

The restlessness and uneasiness that I had just stepped into the condensation realm gradually calmed down.

Ling Zhi found that this mysterious sound of the piano naturally had a calming effect on the mind and suppressing the soul, which could increase his understanding of the depths of the Great Dao more thoroughly.

No, I have to see for myself, who is this player, and there has been such a person who has been able to do this before? I wonder if it's her?

Ling Zhi's heart moved, and he immediately walked out of the room and out of the courtyard.

He walked out of the courtyard step by step, and his senses were quietly feeling the sound of a cheerful music in his ears.

At this time, the entire Xinglin Pavilion was a quiet place in the middle of the night, and occasionally a few insect calls came, without a trace of sound, except for the faint sound of the piano under the night sky.

Suddenly, Ling Zhi didn't know why his heart was growing so fast, as if he was about to encounter something that excited him.

The tranquility of the night sky and the seclusion of the sound of the piano form a beautiful picture in front of Ling Zhi's eyes.

Ling Zhi followed the sound of the piano and passed through an apricot forest, and the branches of the apricot trees were adorned with clusters of apricot blossoms.

A night breeze blew, raising a rain of flowers in the sky.

The pink flowers have five petals and a cluster of yellow stamens in the middle, giving off a fragrant fragrance that may attract countless bees to fly among the flowers during the day.

The night air is incomparably fresh, Ling Zhi stepped on the fallen leaves and fallen flowers step by step, and when he walked under the apricot tree, a burst of fragrance came to his nose, making people feel refreshed.

Unconsciously, Ling Zhi came to a small pavilion in the middle of an apricot forest, and suddenly, a heartbeat was about to jump out of his throat.

A familiar back, long hair like a waterfall hanging down to the waist, a pair of slender fingers moving quickly between the strings.

It's really her - Ning Yun!

Ling Zhi took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart, and a burst of piano sounds was still permeating, lingering around his ears for three days one after another.

He didn't say a word, he stood quietly behind Ning Yun, and the faint sound of the piano spread throughout the courtyard like moonlight.

At this moment, when the bright moon is in the sky, Ning Yun is like a quiet orchid in the empty valley, sitting quietly between the guqins, and a faint incense is slowly rising and drifting into the air.

Her long hair like a waterfall fell to her waist, the bridge of her nose was like jade, her long eyelashes shimmered with a hint of charm, a shallow tear mole was at the corner of her right eye, and her slender fingers roamed between the strings.

A white and flawless moonlight slowly shone on Ning Yun's delicate face, and the whole picture suddenly made people feel that it fit to the extreme.

Ling Zhi stood not far from Ning Yun, quietly stopping and staring.

The sound of the piano seemed to be alive, and such a picture seemed to appear in front of me.

It's like a girl with an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long and lonely rainy alley, this is a girl with a grudge.

Ling Zhi once again felt the sorrow in Ning Yun's heart, she was the same color as cloves, the same fragrance as cloves, the same sorrow as cloves, and she was complaining and hesitating.

He wanted to help her untie the knot, but he didn't know where to start.

The sound was lingering, Ning Yun silently approached and approached, and cast a breath-like gaze, she floated like a dream, like a dream-like bleak and confused.

Suddenly, in front of me was a patch of grass and trees dusk, as if withered blood stained with frost, and a lonely figure, under the setting sun, was stretched long.

This back is not young, like a river that is endless, and the sad sunset of this panicked figure stagnates on the face.

Ling Zhi seemed to see that this figure was Ning Yun.

Ning Yun's identity is mysterious, what secrets are hidden in her, and she feels so sentimental.

The shallow tear mole was like her hidden overflowing tears, and a gust of evening wind came suddenly, leaving a sudden sadness.

A dream of a storm drowning yesterday's greetings.

Ling Zhi suddenly wanted to understand this mysterious Ning Yun, although Ling Zhi knew that Ning Yun's origin was extremely mysterious, and knew that Ning Yun seemed to have something sad and sad hidden, but he never dared to ask.

Now, when he heard Ning Yun's voice here, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, he wanted to know what she had experienced, and why a young woman's piano sound was so sad.

And what is it about her back that makes her look so sentimental?

A kind of silence and wandering, the years have been indifferent to her persistence.

Is it love, or affection, or something else?

Is it a fateful avoidance, or is it a deep sense of helplessness?

Where was the moonshine once be?

Who wiped her dry, overflowing tears, forgetting the whizzing death.

Ling Zhi suddenly wanted to touch her faint fragrance.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, or a hint of unbearability.

With nostalgia and greed, it's too late to dream, or the flowers are too fragrant, or maybe it's just a dream in the end.

Ling Zhi listened quietly to the sound of the piano like water, and gradually came to an end.

It's like a small building listening to the spring rain overnight.

With a sonorous sound, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, so beautiful that it was heartbreaking, making people want to continue listening, but it was just the right cut-off.

"Ling Zhi, long time no see"

Ning Yun's indifferent greeting made Ling Zhi's thoughts react immediately, and as this elegant voice sounded, Ling Zhi turned around and looked.

She already knew she was coming, how did she know she was here, Ling Zhi was thinking nonsense.

Ning Yun smiled, her long hair as dark as the night sky poured down into the waterfall, those eyes gave people a sense of tranquility, the whole person's skin was as clear as jade, and a white and flawless belt tied her waist slender.

Ning Yun's appearance only belongs to the middle and upper, but her temperament is with a charm, and there is no smell of fireworks.

"Miss Ning Yun!"

Hearing this voice, Ling Zhi's heart suddenly burst into flowers, like a garden full of spring flowers, and like a summer that was extremely hot.

"Miss Ning Yun, long time no see"

Ling Zhi's voice was filled with incomparable joy, and his eyes were full of sparkling.

As soon as Shunning City was farewell, Ling Zhi didn't expect to meet her on Abbot Island, which can be said to be a coincidence, but also fate.

"How did you end up on Abbot Island?"

"How did you end up on Abbot Island?"

Both of them asked in unison, for a moment of embarrassment, and then the two of them looked at each other and smiled, and their faces showed a crimson cloud.

"Uncle Han took me out, and I told Uncle Han that I wanted to go to the sea, so Uncle Han took me to the East China Sea to relax."

Ning Yun's voice also carried a hint of surprise, and also said with a hint of joy.

"Uncle Han, why don't you see him?"

Ling Zhi asked curiously, looking around.

"There is a friend of Uncle Han on Abbot Island, so Uncle Han is talking to that friend now."

Ning Yun said with a smile.

"Oh yes, I heard a piano during the day today, is that what you played?"

Ling Zhi suddenly asked.

"Well, it's me, I noticed today that you were competing with a few disciples of Abbot Island, but it was not good to disturb you, and I didn't like to be lively, so I didn't show up"

Ning Yun said with a smile.

"By the way, how did you come to Abbot Island, and how did you know those disciples on Abbot Island?"

Ning Yun raised her head and asked.

"That's right"

As a result, Ling Zhi took part in the trials on the desert island, including the chaotic stone henge, the valley of the gourd, the secret realm of the Hanhai, the land of the Qin Demon Green Mound, and the pursuit and killing of Sima Shen and his party, and Sima Cheng was seriously injured.

Then she was rescued by Mingyue, and Mingyue reached an agreement, she took action to rescue Sima Cheng, and went to sea to find the heart gathering grass for Sima Cheng, all the way, was attacked by the nine-headed fly, and a companion was highly poisonous, so he came to Abbot Island.

Ling Zhi told Ning Yun all this he had experienced, and Ling Zhi could have passed on all his experiences to Ning Yun with his divine sense, but Ling Zhi wanted to tell it in person.

Because it is said in person, it is more emotionally full and saturated.

Ning Yun listened quietly on the side, and when Ling Zhi said that it was thrilling, her expression also changed abruptly with the ups and downs of the experience plot that Ling Zhi told.

Two people are like this, one is talking, the other is quietly listening.

The moonlight was still the same, the breeze was blowing on the gazebo, and the moonlight was spread on the gazebo, pulling the figures of the two people tightly together.

From a distance, under the illumination of the moonlight, those who don't know still think that it is two people snuggling together.

"By the way, I haven't heard your piano sound for a long time, I just listened to it, how do you feel that your piano skills have regressed?"

Ling Zhi suddenly smiled slyly.

"Is it because of gluttony that you slack off your piano skills?"

Ling Zhi couldn't help but think of the barbecue he had made with Ning Yun before, and a smile appeared on his face.

"No, I'm now figuring out a song of the four seasons of reincarnation, I don't believe you can listen to it again"

When Ning Yun heard Ling Zhi say this, she immediately muttered and said.

"Okay, I really think your piano skills have regressed."

Ling Zhi pretended to be serious and said.

"Then you just listen carefully, even Uncle Han doesn't think my piano skills have regressed."

Ning Yun pursed her lips, immediately stood up, and sat back beside the guqin.

"Then I'll come and experience the sound of the reincarnation of the four seasons by Ning Yun's great pianist."

Ling Zhi continued, holding his chin and looking at Ning Yun.

He watched Ning Yun's quiet and soft temperament emanate, this was Ning Yun's most attractive moment.

"Hmph"

Ning Yun snorted lowly, her hands started the strings, and her ten slender fingers seemed to be beating on the strings, which was dazzling and dizzying.

"Sneer"

Slowly, like flowing water, a quiet and deep piano sound gradually sounded, slowly spreading like a tide to the depths of Ling Zhi's heart.

In front of Ling Zhi is a dingdong spring, falling rocks hit the water, sonorous and powerful, water splashing in all directions, high mountains and flowing water, surrounded by a fresh and incomparable quiet.

Ling Zhi unconsciously put down his hands, and at the same time let go of the burden in his heart, and slowly closed his eyes to feel the sound of the piano carefully.

Ning Yun saw Ling Zhi close his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose with an imperceptible arc of smile.

In Ling Zhi's heart, a piece of green suddenly rose, and the lush grass green permeated Ling Zhi's heart, and a unique vitality of spring was slowly spreading.

Spring, on behalf of green, on behalf of vitality, vigorous, spring is the season of revival of all things, the spring is beautiful, the branches grow tender green shoots, full of vitality.

Ning Yun's piano sound is to bring Ling Zhi such a burst of vitality, a kind of perseverance of life, and a kind of prosperity of living beings.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano began to play a high note, as if the waves of the vast sea were crashing towards the shore reef, and the snow-white waves were splashing.

A burst of flowers bloomed, a burst of flowers bloomed, a burst of flowers bloomed, a sea of flowers boiled, and suddenly Ling Zhi saw a sea of colorful flowers boiling.

Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers!

After a long time, Ning Yun's piano sound changed again, and the boundless falling trees were falling, and the Yangtze River was rolling!

Ling Zhi is like being in the boundless forest sea, listening to the sound of pine waves like ocean waves. At the same time, autumn is the season when everything begins to die, and it is the beginning when everything begins to go to extinction.

Death is as quiet and beautiful as the autumn wind!

"Boom!"

Ling Zhi's ears were generally sonorous and powerful, and with this sonorous and powerful sound, Ling Zhi felt a cold wind whistling in front of him, and he seemed to have come to the snow country in the far north.

The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, silver snakes are flying between heaven and earth, as if the entire Qiankun world is a world of snow.

Crystal clear, full of snow, the sky and the earth are all white.

This is the sound of Ning Yun's four seasons of reincarnation, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the cycle continues.

So what about people, especially a martial arts person, who is in the reincarnation of heaven and earth, where should they go?

Martial arts journey, isn't it exactly like this, along the way, if it is unfortunate to fall, it will be another long cycle of life, I don't know when it will be the end of reincarnation.

Like snowflakes in the sky, if they were alive, they would never know that their appearance was just a fleeting moment of the season.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and it took a long time for Ling Zhi to slow down.

Ling Zhi slowly opened his eyes, and his mood was extremely peaceful.

Since I stepped into the realm of condensation, the original inner strength churning in my heart has rarely become quiet, which is a kind of tranquility that I have never had.

The song of the reincarnation of the four seasons, Ling Zhi has only heard this song, and his spiritual realm seems to have been condensed and baptized and sublimated again.

The killings he had experienced along the way, and the sense of cruelty and cruelty hidden in the depths of his soul was immediately disappeared.

used to make Ling Zhi's state of mind cruel and ferocious, but just this song sublimated Ling Zhi's state of mind.

What kind of person is Ning Yun, and a person's level of piano also represents her spiritual cultivation.

The majestic sound of the piano alone, the freshness and quietness, like a dream, even made Ling Zhi feel immersive.

Ling Zhi's divine sense noticed that Ning Yun was an ordinary person who had washed away the lead realm, he could reach such a profound qin realm, and his spiritual realm was so high, but the martial arts realm on his body was only the realm of washing away the lead bloom.

Ling Zhi felt a burst of disbelief.

"It's a good song of the reincarnation of the four seasons, it seems that your piano skills have not regressed"

As soon as the sound of the piano fell, Ling Zhi immediately applauded.

"Do you think I don't know, you said that on purpose, huh"

Ning Yunjiao snorted, revealing a rare shyness look.

"Yo, what are you two doing?"

I saw a pink phantom suddenly appear in the courtyard of the apricot forest, it was the woman of Yun Yanshan.

Ling Zhi and Ning Yun suddenly showed a burst of crimson on their faces, and they each said nothing.

"I said Yun'er, why do you want to go out for a walk by yourself, it turns out that this is the case."

Yun Shan smiled coquettishly, which made the crimson cloud color on Ning Yun's face even heavier.

"Miss Yun Yanshan, Ning Yun and I have known each other for a long time, and now we just happened to meet on Abbot Island."

Ling Zhi stepped forward and explained.

"You met, so you just play the piano here to tell about your lovesickness?"

Yun Yanshan said unrelentingly.

When Ling Zhi heard this, he was taken aback.

How can this little girl not be shocked and endless, how can she play the piano to tell her lovesickness.

Ling Zhi was very afraid that Ning Yun would be very unhappy when he heard this, so he hurriedly stopped Yun Yanshan from continuing.

He cautiously looked at Ning Yun, only to see that Ning Yun's face did not change, the two of them suddenly met each other, and then the two of them shifted their gazes like a tacit understanding.

"Okay, Yan Shan, I just happened to meet him today, and I played a song happily, it's late now, let's go back now"

Ning Yunhui was heartfelt, and quickly diverted Yun Yanshan's attention, so as not to let Ling Zhi explain embarrassedly.

"Samples, let you go now"

Yun Yanshan pretended to threaten Ling Zhi, and then grabbed Ning Yun's arm, twisting her swaying charming posture.

"Let's go first, you rest early"

Ning Yun said with a faint smile at Ling Zhi, a flash of gleam flashed in her eyes.

"You too, rest early"

Ling Zhi responded.

He watched Ning Yun slowly leave, a mysterious light rising from behind her delicate body covered it, looking so elegant and holy.

Ling Zhi suddenly felt that Ning Yun, who was engrossed in playing the piano at that time, was the most attractive time, and even Ling Zhi's heart was touched more warmly.