Emperor of Nine Suns

　　 "No, there is no meaning of retribution!"

　　 Qi Xinrou's face flushed suddenly, and she lowered her head and muttered to herself, "Brother Chu has a deep cultivation base and courage. I...how am I worthy of..."

　　 "What is worthy of?"

　　Ms. Zhao Yue snorted softly after hearing the words, "Men don’t have a good thing. The more you look at the decent people, most of them have a bad stomach. There are more men like this..."

　　 "But... but Brother Chu is not such a person..."

"This is not easy to say. As the saying goes, knowing people, knowing each other, and not knowing the heart. We and Chu Chen also met in peace and we didn't know each other. Besides, Junior Sister Qi, you don't have to be so arrogant. A Lingxi kid is more than enough."

　　 Zhao Yue gritted his teeth and said categorically, Qi Xinrou was slightly startled, and sighed secretly, her expression lost.

　　 In the sound of the discussion between the two girl monks, Chu Chen had already left Moyin Mountain.

　　 Speeding all the way, it didn't take long for Chu Chen to appear in the crowded, busy, and bustling City of Illusions.

　　 Looking at this lively, noisy, and life-filled world, everything in Moyin Mountain just now seemed like a world away.

　　 Chu Chen returned to the courtyard in the long lane, and found that his companions were not in the house, and also, during the rare few days of leisure time, everyone was busy and went to play.

　　Chu Chen went back to his room and fell asleep. It was until the setting sun went down, the golden afterglow filled the courtyard, and he sat on the bed lazily and got up.

At this time, there was one more person in the room. It was an old monk who chopped wood in the courtyard. He focused on cleaving the black wood with the axe in his hand. He just faintly nodded towards Chu Chen and then immersed himself in his own world Among them, continue to split the material again and again.

　　Chu Chen slowly came to the stone table in the middle of the courtyard and sat down. With a flick of his big sleeves, he blew away the green leaves and took out the piano equipment and materials from Moyin Mountain.

　　 Infused with spiritual power, slowly commemorating the jade slip that Shi Yuyan sent, and various three-dimensional video guides appeared.

　　Chu Chen started to assemble his natal Yaoqin without hurries according to the method recorded above.

　　 Since there is no time limit, Chu Chen has a lot of time to polish and sculpt the piano.

　　The materials that Chu Chen chose in the Moyin Mountain were almost the top-notch. The process of assembling the guqin and the flow of various spirits made Chu Chen feel it a kind of enjoyment.

　　 He found that being a craftsman is also very fun.

　　 Chu Chen was almost forgetting to sleep and eat to build his own Yaoqin, time passed quickly, and it was late at night in a blink of an eye, the moon was sinking in the west, and the autumn cold was heavy.

　　 "Crack!"

　　 His assembling was finally completed, staring at his first piano, Chu Chen nodded slightly, the Yaoqin in the moonlight felt like an artwork.

　　 The cold moonlight shifted slightly, and the various parts of the Yaoqin halo flowed and merged with each other. In the end, it turned out to be like returning to the basics, concealing all the light.

　　 From the outside, this yaoqin is ordinary and unremarkable, with a wood-colored body, translucent strings and a black base.

There is basically no difference between 　　 and the guqin sold in those guqin workshops in the world, but it has a distinctive temperament.

　　 Chu Chen believed that every violin has its own life and temper.

　　 Especially when Chu Chen played it for the first time, he could clearly feel a warmth and Xu's power fluctuation in each string.

　　 So Chu Chen named the guqin that he made by himself, Fanxin.

　　 To make a good yaoqin, Chu Chen stopped work and went to bed.

　　 Maybe it’s because I indulged in piano making all day, and I slept very well this night.

　　 Chu Chen got up early the next morning, and after eating breakfast prepared by Zhou Lin, he carried his work on his back to a long street south of the City of Illusion.

　　 The location of this long street is remote, but it is full of willow trees, so it is called Lvliu Street

　　 Probably because of the climate change in Xiaoxianjie, the willow trees looked bare at this time, but occasionally a few green young leaves were shaking in the wind.

　　 This street is not far from Fang City, and occasionally there are some monks on the street, lined up with their own small stalls.

　　 Chu Chen set up his yaoqin at the corner of Luliu Street, which is not crowded with pedestrians, and took out some basic piano scores that Shi Yuyan gave him and began to practice the piano tune.

　　Qin is named Fanxin, and Chu Chen hopes it will be tainted with some red dust.

　　 At the same time, he also hopes that he will make an adjustment to the piano heart that manipulates the ancient tune of stars, first enter the world, and then die!

　　 Chu Chen just started to test, and basically played the piano notes that were out of tune, making the occasional passing monks frowned and wanted to hide their ears and leave.

　　Chu Chen enjoyed it herself and practiced repeatedly, but the basic piano score is very simple. After practice makes perfect, Chu Chen gradually gained some experience.

　　 After the sunset in the afternoon, when the long street was dyed golden, Chu Chen had already said goodbye to the terrible stage by following the basic practice scores. It can't be said to be vivid, but it is barely able to be heard.

　　 Several old monks and children would stop and listen to Chu Chen's play before leaving.

　　 Whether there is an audience or not, Chu Chen just practiced on this long street day after day.

　　 He walks out of the house at dawn every day, practicing until night before returning to his room to rest.

　　 Chu Chen discovered that the Qin Yi Dao values ​​aptitude very much.

When 　　 is playing the piano, a slight change in strength, mood, and mood will result in a corresponding change in every note and tune.

　　 These changes seem to be small, but when combined into a rhythm, the final rhythm will be very different.

　　 And after three days of practicing, Chu Chen objectively said that his own piano skill is fairly good.

　　 The most important thing is that the power of his soul is so strong that his spiritual sense is extremely sharp.

　　 Every small change in the piano's tone can't escape his perception. After only a few days of practice and familiarity with the basic rhythm changes, he can already play a slightly difficult piece completely.

　　 Five days later, Chu Chen carried the Yaoqin on his back and went out slowly to Luliu Long Street, only to find several girl monks standing in the place where he often played the piano.

　　Chu Chen was very surprised. His piano art is simply rough, and he didn't expect to capture female fans?

　　 Chu Chen came here to play the piano and didn't have the habit of interacting with fans. He quietly set up the piano, then sat on the stone bench, gently began to flip through the basic piano scores, and prepared to choose his first song of the day.

　　 "Brother, can you play that warm piece?"

　　 Among the several girls, a plump and **** monk in a blue shirt walked up to Chu Chen.

　　Chu Chen didn't raise his head. He adjusted the strings on his own, making a clear sound from time to time. After debugging for a long time, he slowly raised his head.

　　 "This girl, sorry, I am not open to order music."

　　Chu Chen said lightly~www.ltnovel.com~ and continued to lower his head to try the remaining strings.

　　 The beautiful monk with long legs in blue shirt looked disappointed, "Is it really not good? We can give it to Xianjing."

　　 "Let the girl laugh, I just learned the piano, I am in the practice stage, not suitable for performing arts." Chu Chen frowned slightly and looked at her, and made a gesture of please leave.

　　 "You don't want Xianjing, we can give you something else."

"No need to."

　　 Chu Chen didn't plan to say anything more to her, and continued to make the gesture of leaving. She didn't need to say more, the beauty in Qingshan was anxious.

　　 Chu Chen remained silent, flipping his right hand on the basic sheet music, and quickly turned to the third page. He was about to start the day of practice.

"This little brother, do you know that in the Little Immortal Realm, because we encountered the king beast, almost the entire army was wiped out. Only four of us survived. The little junior sister has been depressed and unhappy. Looking for death, but after listening to your tune several times in the past few days, I slowly opened up a little bit."

　　 The beauty in the green shirt was afraid of being completely rejected by Chu Chen, and she spoke very quickly and sincerely.

　　 "Today we are leaving the Phantom City. Little Junior Sister wants to listen to it again. The song you made her smile."...

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