God of Nine Suns

"Zheng!", "Woo..."

"Huh? Piano and flute ensemble!"

I don't know how long it has passed, Luo Zhan, who was following Linghu Chong and Yilin, froze with his constantly changing gestures, and listened intently, but he heard the sound of the waterfall flowing far ahead, the long flute and the clang of the piano , It is ethereal and pleasant to the ear, full of wonderful ideas.

"Why is there someone playing the piano in this barren mountain?"

Suddenly, the sound of clang and zither could be heard faintly in the distance. Linghu Chong and Yi Lin, who were resting seven or eight zhang away in front of them, looked at each other, and they were very surprised. There is such a leisurely and elegant layman.

The sound of the qin kept coming, very elegant, after a while, the soft sound of the xiao was ingeniously inserted into the rhyme of the qin, the sound of the lyre was peaceful and upright, and the sound of the qin was sandwiched with the quiet hole, it was even more moving, the sound of the qin rhyme The voice seems to be asking and answering.

"This music is weird. I'm afraid it's not good for us. No matter what happens, don't make a sound."

Then, Linghu Chong and Yilin got up and gradually moved closer. At the same time, Linghu Chong took two steps, leaned over, and whispered in Yilin's ear.

As Nun Yilin nodded her head, the sound of the piano gradually became higher and higher, but the sound of the flute gradually sank, but the sound of the flute was low and continuous, like gossamer floating in the wind, but it was continuous, adding to the soul-stirring meaning.

At that moment, Luo Zhan, Linghu Chong, and Yi Lin, who were walking closer, crossed a thicket of thorns and looked forward. They saw three figures turning from behind the rocks. When they looked closely, they could be vaguely seen in the distance. Two tall and one short, the tall ones are two men, and the short one is a woman.

"Liu Zhengfeng, Qu Yang!"

Two men in long robes were sitting next to a blue rock, one was playing the piano and the other was playing the flute, and the woman was standing beside the piano player, if it wasn't Liu Zhengfeng, Qu Yang, and Qu Feiyan, who was it?

Looking at the three people of Qu Feiyan leaning on the cliff in the distance, Luo Zhan had no scruples. He leaned against the rock and closed his eyes comfortably. At this moment, Luo Zhan was not in a hurry to find the three of Qu Feiyan When he showed up, he just closed his eyes to quietly enjoy "The Divine Comedy of Smiling Proudly", and silently waited for the arrival of "Fei Bin", the master Songyang master of the "Songshan School".

All of a sudden, I could only hear the melodious sound of the qin and flute, which was very harmonious. Although the waterfall was beside the river, the flowing water roared, but it couldn't hide the soft sound of the qin and flute. It should also belong to the innate realm, which is really not shallow.

"clank!"

"Ugh..."

Suddenly, there was a clanging sound from the Yaoqin, which seemed to have the intention of killing, but the sound of the flute was still gentle and melodious.After a while, the sound of the piano also turned soft, with the two tones fluctuating high and low.

"What a song "Swordsman"!"

Suddenly, the sound of the qin and flute changed suddenly, as if there were seven or eight Yaoqins and seven or eight Dongxiao playing music at the same time.Although the sound of the qin and flute is extremely complex and varied, each sound is melodious and melodious. Suddenly, Luo Zhan seems to hear the clear and melodious singing sound from the previous drama in his ears.

"It's wild and green, and the mountains are majestic."

"The sun and the moon are shining brightly, and they are scattered."

"Silk and bamboo resonate, those who hold festivals sing."

"Like clouds and flowing water, there is not much intention."

"Seek the Dao to eliminate soldiers, overcome all things and become detached; seek a bosom friend is hard to come by, only heaven and earth cooperate..."

Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, in distress, abandoned life and death, calm and at ease. At this moment, Qin and Xiao harmonized to compose a song "Swordsman", which is ethereal but majestic, sad but passionate, a kind of "lingering". The artistic conception of "all things are detached" emerges spontaneously.

For a while, although the sun was dark and the cliffs were filled with mist, the mountain springs were solidified, and the vegetation was moving. Luo Zhan, Linghu Chong, Yilin and others who rushed to listen attentively, were all moved.

"Zheng!" "Woo..."

Suddenly, the majestic, ethereal, sad, and passionate rhythms of these contradictory but wonderfully intertwined music actually made Luo Zhan's blood rush, and he couldn't help but want to get up and dance with his sword.

After a while, the sound of the qin and flute changed again, and the sound of the flute changed to the main tune. The lyre was just the accompaniment of "Ping Ding Dang Dang", but the sound of the flute became louder and louder.

It made Luo Zhan feel an inexplicable sadness in his heart. At this moment, suddenly, with the sharp sound of "Zheng", the sound of the piano stopped, and the sound of the flute also suddenly stopped, and the surroundings were suddenly silent. Only the roar of the waterfall seems to exist forever.

"Brother Liu Xian, you and I will die here today. That's because of the big numbers. It's just that Brother Yu failed to act early, and your family members and disciples were all exhausted. Brother Yu is really uneasy."

The sound stopped and the music stopped, but one person spoke suddenly, his voice was desolate and apologetic, and he spoke slowly and sadly, it was obviously the elder of the "Sun Moon God Sect" - "Qu Yang".

"You and I treat each other with sincerity, why are you still saying these things..."

Hearing Qu Yang's words, Liu Zhengfeng waved his hand, interrupted Qu Yang's apology, and after saying something sincerely, Liu Zhengfeng continued: "Furthermore, there is always death in life. If you have a confidant, you will have no regrets in death." .”

"Liu Xiandi, I listened to the meaning in your flute, but I still have resentment. Could it be that when your son was in danger, he was greedy for life and afraid of death, and humiliated your name?"

Immediately, Qu Yang, who stopped apologizing, changed the tone of the conversation, and inquired a little doubtfully.

"Brother Qu made a good guess. I dote on Qin'er too much on weekdays. Without teaching, I didn't expect him to be a soft bone without the slightest bit of integrity."

Liu Zhengfeng let out a long sigh, his expression was slightly sad, and he said sadly in his mouth.

"It doesn't matter if you have integrity or you don't have integrity. After a hundred years, it will all return to the loess. What's the difference? Brother Yu has already laid down on the roof, and he should have acted as soon as possible. It's just that the virtuous brother is unwilling to fight against the Wuyue Sword Sect for my sake. The old man was offended, and thought that brother Yu had made a solemn oath for his virtuous brother, that he would never harm chivalrous people, so he didn't speak out for a long time, and who knew that the Songshan faction, the leader of the Five Sacred Sacred Sect, would be so vicious."

Seeing the desolation on Liu Zhengfeng's face, Qu Yang also sighed, and after a word of comfort, his face turned angry again, and he said angrily in a sonorous tone.

"This generation of ordinary people, how do you understand the elegance and elegance of the friendship between you and me? They guessed with common sense, and naturally expected that if you and I make friends, it will be very harmful to the Five Sacred Sword Sect and the chivalrous way. Alas, they don't understand, so I must blame them No. Brother Qu, did you get hurt at the Dazhui acupoint, shaking your heart?"

Hearing Qu Yang's indignant words, Liu Zhengfeng remained silent for a while, then he sighed a long time, said something passionately on his face, and asked about Qu Yang's injuries again.

"That's right, the internal strength of the Songshan School is really strong. I didn't expect that I received this blow on the back. The strength of my internal strength actually shattered your heart. I knew it was inevitable, my brother, that clump of black blood There is no need to use the magic needle again, it will hurt innocent people more than it will help. Fortunately, there is no poison on the needle."

Seeing Liu Zhengfeng asking about his injuries, Qu Yang slightly nodded his head. Although his voice was sad, it contained a heart of pity for all people. He heard Luo Zhan shaking his head greatly, feeling in his heart that in this "Swordsman" world, there is really Decent is not like decent, and the Demon Cult is not like the Demon Cult. Perhaps, although people are divided into groups, like things are also like, but there are always those who are particularly ungrouped.

"But you and I have to play another song together because of this. From now on, there will be no such sound of qin and flute in the world."

Hearing Qu Yang's sympathetic voice, Liu Zhengfeng smiled lightly. When the two met, apart from the fact that they both liked the way of rhythm, their good-natured nature was also an important factor for the two to get along.

Just like the later Linghu Chong and the former director of the "Sun Moon God Sect", even though the two of them had a great time fighting swords and even cherished each other, they were always at odds with each other and had frequent conflicts, so how could they be harmonious.

"In the past, when Ji Kang was on execution, he played the qin and sighed that "Guangling San" will never be heard again. Hehe, "Guangling San" is indulgent and exquisite, how can it compare with our song "Swordsman"? It's just Ji Kang's mood back then , but also like you and me."

Thinking about the celestial song played, there will be no such sound in the world, Qu Yang couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and said in a rather helpless and bleak voice.

"Brother Qu was quite philosophical just now, but how did he become persistent? You and I played together tonight, and played this song "Swordsman" to the fullest. This song has already been played in this world, and you and I have played this song Qu, when you are born in this world, why do you hate your husband?"

Seeing Qu Yang's melancholy, Liu Zhengfeng couldn't help persuading him. Obviously, being able to play the divine comedy "Swordsman", Liu Zhengfeng felt that his life was worthwhile. Immediately, without waiting for Qu Yang's reply, Liu Zhengfeng looked startled, and seemed to be Thinking of something, he said worriedly.

"Ah, that's right, Big Brother Qu must be worried about what's going on."

"Grandpa, you and Eunuch Liu are slowly recovering from your wounds. Let's kill the villains of the Songshan Sect one by one and avenge Granny Liu and the others!"

As soon as Liu Zhengfeng finished speaking, Qu Feiyan, who was standing next to him, couldn't wait to speak in a crisp voice. Suddenly, a wave of heroism rushed out, reflecting Qu Feiyan who looked about fourteen or five years old. Just like a demon saint.

"Hahaha..."

"Hahaha..., Nvwazi speaks so loudly to drive out the Songshan faction. Is there such a wishful thing in this world?"

As soon as Qu Feiyan's crisp sound fell, he heard a long laugh from behind the mountain wall. The laughter continued, and a black shadow sprang out from behind the mountain wall. Immediately, with a flash of blue light, that figure was gone. Standing in front of Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng, holding a long sword, was Fei Bin, the Great Songyang Master of the "Songshan School".

"Well, it's finally here!"

Hearing the laughter and shouting in the distance, Luo Zhan, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and after a soft murmur, his eyes looked away quietly with twinkling eyes.