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I have seen the bloody battle of the two dragons, and the rest of the battles are not in Jiang Yi's eyes.

Jiang Yi didn't go to see the Holy Maiden Challenge, although he was a little worried about the safety of the two daughters, after all, Wang Yingying of the Wang family was a kind-hearted and upright person, and the Holy Maiden touched his young and ignorant heart.

Thousands of meters of cliff height, Jiang Yi stands on the cliff, and under the cliff is the surging aura of wind and clouds, rich like a fairyland.

Sitting cross-legged, Jiang Yi rarely combed his long hair, tied his hair tightly, and put on the robe of the god son. Nineteen-year-old Jiang Yi has completely bloomed the figure and temperament of a masculine man, but he has a rare elegance and grace.

His right hand stretched out, and he paused slightly.

While~

The sound of the piano floated out, like a bird drilling out of the fog, light and pleasant.

The sound of the piano sounded again, the birds turned into Peng, lost their lightness, and became more domineering. The sound of the piano shuttles through the space, like a dream, difficult to find. The dragon soars into the air, and the sound of the piano is like lightning shining in the sky!

Yes, Jiang Yi, who seems to have thick lines, plays the piano well!

In the rhythm of the ten fingers, Jiang Yi seemed to see his adoptive father and adoptive mother again, and their piano and flute ensemble every morning accompanied him throughout his childhood. He also went to school like an ordinary child, and then his tall and burly father Wang Tu, he taught Jiang Yi all kinds of secular martial arts to strengthen his body, and his mother He Ling explained all kinds of anecdotes, myths and legends for himself.

They change places of residence every year, along the mouth of the Yellow River to Jiangshui, a tributary of the upper reaches of the Yellow River. It was the seventh year, and it was also Jiang Yi's tenth birthday, and they finally put down the Big Dipper Seven Star Array, condensed the luck of the entire Yellow River, opened Jiang Yi's mind, stepped into the "Triple Gate", and officially became monks.

However, he encountered a sneak attack by a few yoga and ninja masters, failed, reshaped the meridians, met the Fusang monk at the peak of the general, failed again, and then entered the cultivation world.

This is the story of Jiang Yi's past, every time he thinks back on his short but complicated life, Jiang Yi's mind is difficult to calm down.

His father gave Jiang Yi a piece of strange black iron, and his mother gave him a green jade with a father's guqin in it.

The strangeness of parents in the secular world is Jiang Yi's capital to move forward alone.

Take out the guqin that has not been touched for several years, Jiang Yi's technique is not unfamiliar, and his psychology has never been relaxed, even if the past is like a cloud, although he will not forget, but he will no longer bring negative emotions to himself.

Father and mother, I can already hold my tears! Two tears flowed, and Jiang Yi opened his eyes.

Ling Void Imperial Sky, only a saint has such a temperament.

Seeing the saintess standing quietly not far away, Jiang Yi smiled and nodded, without a trace of ups and downs in his heart.

"You-" The holy woman was a little surprised that Jiang Yi was in tears, she raised her lips lightly, paused and said, "It's very good." ”

"Prizes. ”

The holy woman blinked, thought for a moment, and said, "I also come here often, which is good for calming the mind. ”

"Oh?"

The saint said, "Oh! I also like to play the piano, and I prefer the guzheng and the flute. ”

Jiang Yi smiled, feeling that the saintess didn't seem to be as lofty as she imagined, and asked, "You rarely talk to outsiders?"

"Well, sort of. The Holy Maiden thought for a moment, "In the Holy Mountain, apart from you and the Holy Son, there are only a few Supreme Elders, but they all say it, and I listen." ”

Jiang Yi is dumbfounded, more withdrawn than me? Or, is this the real master loneliness?

But rather, it's lonely and pitiful. Jiang Yi remembered the sad comments of the black and white mother's on the saint.

"You, if you have time, you can play with the outer disciples, the female disciples. Jiang Yi said nonsense.

The holy woman really shook her head and said, "It's not interesting, and the elders won't let it." ”

"The man—forget it. ”

There was silence for several breaths, a fight between those who were strong enough.

"By the way, you said just now, do you like, do you bring them?" Jiang Yi finally found a topic.

"No, next time. ”

Jiang Yi nodded, listening to the holy woman's faint answer, feeling a little lost in his heart.

"But I can play the piano for you. The saint still said lightly, and Jiang Yi remembered that this is her temperament and character, she speaks lightly and straightly, but she will not fool people politely.

Jiang Yi stepped aside and watched the saint sit cross-legged gracefully, like a fairy flower blooming in the air on the top of a cliff.

She stretched out a pair of jade hands, like white jade finely carved, there was a white luster flashing; the ten nails combined with the flesh were pink, there was a small crescent at the bottom, and the top was about half a centimeter long, which was extremely exquisite, Jiang Yi was slightly stunned.

As soon as the holy woman's slender jade hand moved, the sound of the piano came out, but Jiang Yi's hair stood upside down!

Without waiting for Jiang Yi to come back to his senses, the continuous sound of the piano came into Jiang Yi's ears, down into the chest and abdomen, and up to the Yuan Shen, which actually brought a violent impact to the two dantians!

Attack!

Jiang Yi stared at the back of the saint, restrained the urge to make a move, and an intuition made him grit his teeth and insist.

The five internal organs are shaking, the middle dantian is shaking, the aura lake, the upper dantian, and the primordial spirit are shaking!

Finally, the powerful Seven-Star Dantian was also shaking, and the huge pillar of blood shook.

The reason why Jiang Yi couldn't hold back was that the Taiji diagram rotated faster and more mellow!

However, the vibration of the three dantians was too uncomfortable, the body seemed to burst from the inside out, and the head was also painful. Even, the powerful Nine Palace meridians are also a little unharmonious, and they are not compatible with the middle dantian it founded, and there is a lot of estrangement between the two!

Jiang Yi persevered in pain, struggling in persistence, he didn't know the reason, although he really wanted the saint to stop, and then ask her why. But he didn't want to, a deep instinct in his heart, this instinct saved his life many times! In the face of this instinct and reason, Jiang Yi chose instinct!

"Poof!"

Jiang Yi finally couldn't help it, spit out a mouthful of blood, fell to one knee on the ground, and kept coughing up blood.

"Ahh

Jiang Yi held his breath and was surprised to find that he was fine, and his condition was better than ever, his body was much easier, and his breathing was smoother!

Harmony! A true harmony!

Of course, the essence and spirit are not united, the Tai Chi and the two instruments are not sublimated, and the middle dantian has not been transformed. However, many special hidden diseases in the body have disappeared, and Jiang Yi didn't know about them before. It's like taking off the shackles that have always been in place, only to know that it is not a part of the body.

"I'm fine. Jiang Yi wiped away the blood, looked at the saint and smiled in surprise.

The saint looked at Jiang Yi's eyes, took a step back, and wondered: "Are you really okay? Then why did you vomit blood? Moreover, your blood turned out to be ......."

Jiang Yi scratched his head, and said with some distress: "You haven't seen this kind of human green blood, have you?"

"No, I've seen it! My golden boy and girl have blue-green blood. ”

Jiang Yi: "I ......"

With surprise in her eyes, the saint took a step forward and asked in a whisper, "Are you too?"

"Sort of. By the way, what song did you just play? It's kind of familiar, and it makes me feel very comfortable!"

"You can't lie, and you vomit blood when you're comfortable?" The saint covered her mouth and smiled, even if it was covered by a veil, her slightly curved eyes made Jiang Yi stunned, "This place and this scene, of course, is the song of "High Mountain". ”

Watching the saint leave, Jiang Yi suddenly asked, "You are still a saint, right?"

The holy woman nodded: "Half a month later, my ancestor of the Song family is going to spend his birthday on the holy mountain, and he will feast on Tianjiao, will you go?"

"Remember to take the flute!" Jiang Yi said with a smile.

"I haven't asked yet, what song did you play just now?" asked the saint.

"Flat sand and falling geese - there is the beauty of falling geese. Jiang Yi looked at the saint and said, "By the way, I haven't asked your name yet." ”

"Song Yingying. ”

[1, 25 years old to write this chapter, drink a little wine, listen to "Spring and White Snow", "Flat Sand and Falling Geese" and so on wrote such a chapter;2, although I always like the 02 CCTV version of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" and the piano and flute ensemble in it, but I will not bring my hobby into the book for no reason, which will force away the reader. So, of course, there is a reason to write the rhythm, and the warmth is intensified and thorough: Do you remember the aforementioned Xiaoyao Music Emperor Dragon Yinyue?3, spoiler again: Did you think Yuan Qi's description of the five internal organs was too monotonous and tasteless before? I would say that it was just rinsed with water before, and the condiments were sprinkled later?