"You took so many high-quality refining materials just to make a musical instrument? I forgot to ask, what kind of instrument are you?" said Lan Wu, who did not show up. She had already seen that what Jiang Feng was doing was a musical instrument.

Jiang Feng was busy with the things in his hands, and said in his heart: "This is called erhu, I learned it for a while before. When I saw the snakeskin just now, I suddenly remembered. Now that I have nothing to do, I'll get one to play. ”

Lan Wu really doesn't know what the Erhu is. In order not to let Jiang Feng waste those materials too much, Lan Wu had to remind Jiang Feng to do his erhu well, at least to refine it like a refining tool.

The two of them talked about how to make the erhu better. Under the strong suggestion of Lan Wu, the erhu finally began to tended to be a magic weapon in the process of formation. At this time, the surroundings were also lively.

The golden bamboo couch flew to the river, and the colorful boat on the opposite shore also flew to the shore. A number of monks, whose strength was not weak at all, also flew to the shore. The raft that floated down from the upper reaches also stopped on the water. The person standing on the raft is gently shaking the folding fan in his hand, looking leisurely. The other monks were talking about the monks who had just arrived.

Since many monks had already arrived, now that these masters had come, there was no place to stay. The man on the raft was fine, after all, he was parked directly in the river. As for those who have just arrived on both sides of the riverbank, they need to find a place to stay.

Some of the monks were so thoughtful that they took the initiative to find some masters and give them the place they occupied. But in the end, there are still people who don't have the right place.

The golden bamboo couch flew towards Jiang Feng, and among the four monks in front of the bamboo couch, one of them sped up and came to the sky near Jiang Feng in advance.

"Three fellow Daoists, please make it convenient and give this place to our young master. The monk said as he floated in the air.

Du Feng and Fu Guodong just glanced at the people in the air, and they didn't look like they wanted to respond at all. At this time, Jiang Feng had basically mastered his erhu. Now he is pulling the fiery red bow hair, making the erhu make a cacophony noise.

"This is your piano? What a waste of materials. Lan Wu said to Jiang Feng very disappointed.

Jiang Feng said in his heart while tuning the erhu: "Don't worry, when I tune it, the sound will be good." ”

"I think you'd better wait to adjust it, let's look at the top of your head first. Somebody wants you to make way for it. Lan Wu said.

After being said this, Jiang Feng raised his head, and sure enough, he saw a person floating not high above the ground. Although the person saw it, Jiang Feng didn't hear what the person just said. He didn't take it seriously, and after taking a look, he continued to play with his piano.

Seeing that no one cared for him, the young monk's face was not very good. Perhaps because the identity of the person on the bamboo couch is not simple, this person's entourage is also more arrogant. Seeing that the three men by the fire were ignoring him, the young monk became a little angry.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?" cried the young monk. There was a hint of unkindness in the tone.

Jiang Feng, who was tuning the piano, raised his head and said, "It's not deaf that I'm not deaf, but I didn't hear what you just said." Can you say that again?"

The young monk's face became even more ugly, as if he wanted to get angry, but he held back. He took a deep breath, and then said, "Our young master wants a place to rest, and I would like to ask a few people to make it convenient for us to give this place to us." ”

Jiang Feng smiled and continued to play with his erhu, the sound he made was still a harsh noise. In the midst of this noise, Jiang Feng said, "Is there no room for you in such a big place next to it?" I don't think we need to let it." ”

The meaning was already very clear, and Jiang Feng didn't want to let it. There was indeed a lot of land around him, but Jiang Feng was the highest place to go, and it was also the most suitable place to settle down. Otherwise, people wouldn't have gone straight to him.

"Please also look up at it, so as not to delay yourself. The young monk said in a deep voice.

This time, Jiang Feng didn't even say a word, and continued to play his piano. The sound of the erhu is also slowly approaching normal at this time. The young monk floating in the air was really angry.

Just as he was about to have a seizure, he heard a voice from the bamboo couch saying, "Little Wu, don't be reckless." Since a few Taoist friends are unwilling, then forget it. We'll just stop next to them. ”

As this voice came, the bamboo couch also landed near Jiang Feng. The terrain there is not as high as Jiang Feng's, and there are a lot of weeds on the ground, and it is not dry. This result also made the monk named Xiao Wu feel very angry. felt that he had not been able to do this little thing well, and his reflection in the young master's heart would definitely be affected.

Before, there were many monks who had taken a fancy to the place where Jiang Feng and the three of them were staying. If it weren't for the fact that the situation in the river is unknown now, more attention would have been paid to the river. I'm afraid someone has already come over to ask Jiang Feng and the three of them to make way for the place.

After the bamboo couch fell to the ground, there were still people in the air who did not fall. It's not that there is no place, but people don't want to fall down. The colorful boat on the other side of the river has been floating in the air. Strangely enough, there are very few people on the other side of the river. And those people were far away from the boat. It's like that ship is scary.

The people on the raft on the river are still gently shaking their folding fans. From time to time, his eyes swept to the shore, as if he was observing the people on the shore. At this time, among these masters who had just arrived, some people began to explore the center of the river.

The way to probe is to probe with divine sense. As a result, there is still not much to discover. The monks could only conclude that it would take some time for the cave to actually appear. At this time, all the monks could do was wait.

The moon was shining, and the monks were waiting quietly. Jiang Feng's erhu timbre was already normal, and he also began to play the tunes he knew. If it was placed in the past, Jiang Feng's level would definitely not be in the stream. But now that he is a monk, he will naturally be able to become a master of this path very quickly.

The sound of the piano is euphemistic and continuous, like a mountain spring winding from a deep valley, flowing slowly. It seems to be admiring the beauty of the scenery, missing his loved ones, and at the same time thinking about his own life.

Gradually, the sound of the piano began to rise and fall, step by step, and little by little it entered the climax. There seems to be an unstoppable force in the sound of the piano. It is a struggle against fate, a vision for the future, and a love for life.

The sound of clapping came. The person on the bamboo couch stood up, clapping his hands, and looked at Jiang Feng with a smile. Jiang Feng also turned his head to look at the person who clapped his hands, he smiled and nodded, which was considered a response.

After the song was finished, Jiang Feng did not stop. Among the surrounding monks, there were also many people waiting. Maybe in such a situation, it is also a good thing to have beautiful tunes to listen to.

The sound of the piano rose again, this time with a noticeable increase in spiritual power. In the euphemistic sound of the piano, a trace of Jin Ge aura emanated. It was sword qi, although it was very weak, but it was indeed sword qi.

This time, the sound of the piano is not as beautiful as before. At this time, because Jiang Feng was playing the piano with his own feelings. Although it is not so beautiful, Jiang Feng is very devoted. Maybe he once thought that one day he would be able to pull out a tune of his own, even if it wasn't a good one.

"Don't make it yourself, let's have a nice song. It's better to be a little different from the previous one, although the previous one is good, but it seems that the tone is a little worse. Lan Wu said to Jiang Feng. She obviously knew that Jiang Feng was playing the piano by feeling.

Jiang Feng stopped, thought about it, and said in his heart: "Then I'll give you an erhu version of Xiaoao Jianghu." ”

Classic repertoire, great instruments, plus careful playing. It soon attracted some monks. Even Du Feng and Fu Guodong were attracted by this laughing and proud Jianghu. With the knowledge of the monks, they will naturally be able to understand what is being expressed in the sound of the harp. Many monks also began to look at Jiang Feng carefully. It may be that they want to know what Jiang Feng can pull out such a tune.

Towards the end of the song, many monks were still silent in the mood of the song. At this time, the image of the cave above the river suddenly shook. The image of the cave house shook and quickly disappeared. The river also began to boil. The formation pattern in the river also began to rotate.

As the speed of the rotation of the formation pattern increased, a waterless area appeared in the middle of the river. Where, a small stone mountain emerges from the silt at the bottom of the river. This small rocky mountain is exactly the same as the image above the river before. The two doors above the stone wall were shaking slightly, as if they were about to open. The monks on the shore also stared at the hill.