Chapter Ninety-Seven: Guqin

In front of Meng Xiaoshan, a guqin was covered with dust. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Guqin carved phoenix, nine phoenixes compete for the sky, at first glance there are nine phoenixes like a long cry, will attract thousands of birds to worship.

Such a carving technique is definitely in everyone's technique.

Logically speaking, this guqin can actually be regarded as a good collection, but the key is that when collecting this guqin, you ignore the broken strings, and the embarrassment that there is no trace of spiritual power on the guqin.

Yes, the reason why Meng Xiaoshan looked at it several times with suspicion is whether this guqin is the source of his attraction is because there is not the slightest spiritual power fluctuation on this guqin.

Even if the body of this guqin is made of ordinary wood, there should be at least a slight fluctuation of spiritual power, you must know that this is where a sect has a foothold, although the spiritual power of Daqing Mountain is not as good as other caves and blessed lands, but there is also a lot of spiritual power.

It is a stone, under the continuous conception of spiritual power, it can also carry some spiritual power fluctuations on it.

Unless it is really the best waste material, it will not be able to retain a trace of spiritual power, such as the guqin in front of him at this moment.

The best waste material is also the best, but no one thinks that such a best is of any use.

All the foundation of a monk is spiritual power, even if Meng Xiaoshan can possess and use the power of the stars, but the spiritual power in his body The stars continue to absorb spiritual power, and things that cannot coexist with spiritual power are completely waste for monks, or the kind of waste that cannot be wasted anymore.

If he didn't really trust his instincts, Meng Xiaoshan would probably be the same as everyone else, even if he saw this guqin, he would treat it as a waste product that had been forgotten on the first floor of the stargazing platform.

There is a collection value, but there is no benefit to its own strength, if it is really collected, it will also occupy the space of the storage bag, and since this is the case, who will care about this guqin?

Unwilling to wipe off the dust on the piano surface, the picture of the nine phoenixes crying is clearer and more vivid.

The guqin originally had seven strings, but at the moment there are only string slots, so the guqin is also silent.

If there are strings, Meng Xiaoshan also plans to pluck the strings a few times to see if he can see what comes out, but he was stunned to find that he didn't seem to know how to repair the guqin at all.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Meng Xiaoshan could only admit in the end that his intuition that he believed in was really out of sight.

I don't want to stay here anymore, Meng Xiaoshan always feels that he will stand here for a while, and his face will be hot and uncomfortable, as if he has been slapped in the face by this broken guqin.

However, Meng Xiaoshan intellectually wanted to go, but subconsciously he didn't let Meng Xiaoshan go.

Intuition told Meng Xiaoshan that the guqin was definitely not simple.

Meng Xiaoshan had seen this guqin before, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, but after he really felt the breath of Lingbao, he suddenly had an extraordinary intuition about this guqin.

And since that's the case, doesn't it mean that this guqin is also a spiritual treasure?

In his mind, such a thought came out, Meng Xiaoshan's heart was pounding, if it was really a Lingbao, was the power of this guqin also very good,

Besides, if you sing while playing the piano, wouldn't the singing be even more beautiful?

At the moment when he realized such a problem, Lingbao didn't care about Lingbao's dream Xiaoshan anymore, and at this moment, his mind was full of pictures of himself stroking the piano and singing, so that all those who heard his beautiful singing voice were convinced.

That feeling is really, really...... Don't be too cool.

Without saying a word, he directly hugged the guqin dream and ran to the outside of the stargazing pavilion without looking back.

Although Zhao Sansheng has already said very clearly, for the sake of improving their strength, he can take any spell or spiritual weapon to the stargazing platform, but that is to say, but this guqin is not a magic and is not a spiritual weapon, Meng Xiaoshan always has to ask him clearly, whether this thing can be taken as his own.

If it is an ordinary spell or a spiritual weapon, the sect naturally has a whole set of methods to exchange it, but this guqin seems to be just an ornament, and all the methods are not applicable, so Meng Xiaoshan will go to Zhao Sansheng in a hurry.

And when he finally ran to Zhao Sansheng to explain his intentions, Zhao Sansheng was even more confused.

If it weren't for the sake of Meng Xiaoshan's foundation, he dared to disturb his cultivation, and almost let himself cultivate except for the fork guy, he would have slapped him to death a long time ago.

kicked Meng Xiaoshan down the mountain, and after landing and standing firmly, Meng Xiaoshan put the guqin into the storage bag with a smile, and put the guqin and the big stone engraved with the word "medicine garden" together.

This shows how much Meng Xiaoshan attaches importance to this guqin.

It's just that when Meng Xiaoshan put the guqin into the storage bag, the expression on his face was really obscene enough, and if he was obviously kicked off Tianxing Peak, it had to make people reverie.

So it was not long enough, and the story about Meng Xiaoshan playing the piano and singing when the law enforcement elder went to the toilet spread far and wide, and it was even more so that no one could stop it.

Of course, this is a later story, after Meng Xiaoshan received the guqin, he felt refreshed as if he had finally completed a matter of heart, and he didn't care about the eyes of the disciples who passed by looking at him.

"Wait for the uncle to fix the piano, let you feel what is called fairy sound!"

Meng Xiaoshan walked back to the stargazing platform leisurely, because he went to Tianxing Peak to find the Great Elder, the time was a little delayed, so Meng Xiaoshan did not return to the small peak where he originally lived, and went to sing with his own sunspot.

And the lucky sunspot actually escaped the first day of junior high without knowing it.

Meng Xiaoshan returned to the location of the tenth layer, and saw that Zhao Mengqi, Zhao Ziyan, and Wang Sunyi were all in a state of cultivation, breathing for a long time, obviously well prepared.

Also sitting cross-legged, Meng Xiaoshan did not choose to cultivate, but adjusted his body.

He has gained enough in a year in Gudi, and his body has become extremely strong, but his spirit has been damaged a lot.

When he came back from the ancient land, he didn't fall to rest, and at this moment he entered a state of semi-cultivation, and because of the sense of security given by the sect, Meng Xiaoshan forgot the passage of time for a while.

There is a feeling of trance, sleepy but waking up, Meng Xiaoshan is in such a state, and his spirit can be quickly recovered.

Until...... A roar woke it up completely.

Jumping up from the ground all of a sudden, Meng Xiaoshan didn't even see anything, his divine consciousness dispersed, and everything around him was clearly imprinted in Meng Xiaoshan's mind.

But it was precisely because of the spread of his divine consciousness that Meng Xiaoshan suddenly found that the range that his divine consciousness could cover seemed to be more than a hundred meters.

It's just that he didn't have time to study it carefully, and Meng Xiaoshan was immediately attracted by Zhao Mengqi.

The divine sense was withdrawn, and Meng Xiaoshan followed the sound to see that Zhao Mengqi had a faint starlight on his body at this moment, and a powerful aura was brewing.

She ...... Going to build a foundation?"