The person who left the long river chant, even if he was not a soldier, was a chivalrous man who had a military life. Qin Shi sighed so emotionally.

Suddenly, without warning, another cold arrow shot down in the air, and the altar collapsed violently. The three people on the altar were so shocked that they could barely stand on their feet, dodged the arrows, and stood firm again - fortunately, it was just another mistake in Chu Tao's voice.

Chu Tao seemed to have expected this deafening sound, but he only shook his head slightly, inhaled deeply, and adjusted his increasingly disordered breath. But the strength in his hands has not diminished at all. There is no stagnation, and the sound is mellow. Calm and chic, with the unique decisiveness of Jianghu people. It seems that he is still the beautiful son in the clothes, and the smile as bright as the sun in his thin lips alone is enough to seduce people's souls.

Qin Shi was ashamed of himself.

Ye Xiaosheng secretly admired.

Shift, end of the song. As Chu Tao untied the blindfolded white cloth, the low and majestic sound of the horn and snare drum suddenly sounded, and the underground palace was bright, and the stone window at the top opened, reflecting the bright sunlight, leaving several round shadows on the ground and the stone wall. Once again, the ground trembled slightly. It seems that another sluice gate was opened, and the water in the deep ravine had been cleared at some point, and several stone piers were erected above the deep moat, just as it could be used as a bridge, and from the altar to the narrow ground under the fresco.

Chu Tao wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and got up, but he was a little weak under his feet. His pale face, reflecting the light of the torches, was extremely weak. Ye Xiaosheng helped the injured Qin Shi towards him. Xie Jun and His Royal Highness looked at him and said uneasily, "It's not in the way, right?"

"It's okay. This song ...... Murderous ...... The strength is overwhelming...... "Heavy gasps have revealed Chu Tao's internal injuries. Every time the Long River Chant is played, it takes a lot of internal effort, not to mention this incredible stringless piano. If the breath is slightly different, the tone will inevitably be inaccurate, leading to danger. At this moment, my heart is tearing apart. However, he still raised his eyebrows at Xie Junhe casually: "Don't look for a beating, I really want to shoot you into a hedgehog without paying attention!"

Xie Junhe smiled and said: "Heh, do you have a grudge? Look at your style, you can't do this lack of morality!"

"Poof!" Qin Shi and Ye Xiaosheng were so amused that they couldn't keep their mouths together.

However, the mural of Shicai is divided in two between talking and laughing, revealing a dark stone house five steps square.

There is only one stone platform in the stone house. A roll of sheepskin rests on the stone platform.

What is it? Is the legend of Bilian Continent condensed on this sheepskin?

The four of them spread out the parchment and perused it. The ink has long faded with the years, and in the vague traces, there is a string of Chinese characters that really can't find meaning. Even Ye Xiaosheng is well-informed, looking at this text left behind without a title, no head, no tail, and I don't know which dynasty and which generation, it is just a chokehold.

"Is it a music score?" Qin Shi vaguely recognized a few recurring words, which seemed to be the names of the sounds in ancient books.

"The original score of the long river is ......," Chu Tao sighed deeply.

The other three looked at each other and lost their voices.

Is it just a sheet music?

Why is this song so important that an underground palace should be built to preserve it? Why did the builders set up a lot of mechanisms for it? Why did this music score have such a relationship with the Golden Seal and Purple Jade Order of the Feather Chasing Sword Sect? What did the former Feather Chasing Sword Sect guard here?

This song hides the power that determines the world. Chu Tao's mind flashed back to the cold words. There is still much to wonder.

"Look!" Xie Junhe shouted, pointing to the three walls of the stone house. It turned out that faint ink marks outlined a beautiful picture scroll on the stone wall. It seems that all the secrets are contained in these paintings.