Fantasy: Simplify life and be the emperor at the beginning!

Li Changsheng's hands gently landed on the guqin in front of him.

Boom!

Suddenly, the guqin let out a cheerful sound.

Li Changsheng did not touch the strings, but the strings sounded like a psychic self.

The deep piano sound is more crisp than what Yuruo played before!

"The guqin that I carry close to me is actually psychic today!"

"And to a stranger, not to his master!"

She could clearly feel the joy of this guqin.

Amazing eyes!

Li Changsheng smiled, his eyes shone brightly, and he praised, "Good piano!"

After that, his hand gently fell to the top of the guqin, his fingers plucked the qin, and with a "zheng" sound, the sound of the piano was crisp and began to sound.

The next moment, his left hand fell on the guqin, and his right hand stroked the qin slowly.

The sound of the piano spread out, and the red dust refining heart song slowly urged at this moment.

At this time, Li Changsheng's breath suddenly changed, his

eyes were deep, his face was old, and there were vicissitudes of the world in his eyes, and there were vicissitudes that did not belong to his age.

The sun rises and the moon sets in the eyes, and the sea is full of vicissitudes.

This strange situation completely fell in Yuruo's eyes, and his curiosity about Li Changsheng was even greater.

I secretly wondered, "What kind of person are you?" "

Just this caressing motion, the action of playing, is to wash away the lead.

The piano sounds slowly and gurgling.

A unique rhythm blooms.

Everyone just listened to this piano song, and unconsciously sank into it, bringing into another picture story.

Or the scene of sunset and rest, living the life of an ordinary person.

With many wives and children in the family, life can be regarded as extremely wonderful.

The next thing is the war, entering the army, young and aspiring and enthusiastic, serving the country!

Fight on the battlefield, make great achievements, and drink freely with your brothers.

Everything flies fast.

After that, the screen turns again.

On the battlefield, the remnant sun is like blood, and the soldiers are defeated.

All the former comrades-in-arms died, and in their twilight years, all of them joined the army, and their defeated army finally died in the country.

At the end, at the sound of the enemy's horn of attack, ten thousand arrows were fired through his body, leaving the spring purdah alone to guard the single room.

The sound of the piano has changed from slow to crisp and tough, representing the initial struggle time of life.

Next, Li Changsheng stroked the qin faster and faster, and the hand shadow was dense.

The sound of the bell and the sound of the piano was intense, representing the joy, anger and sorrow of his young generation.

There is a passion for blood, and all kinds of emotions are intertwined.

The sound of the piano became more and more high-pitched, and only Li Changsheng's piano sounded on the field, and everyone was completely immersed in it, immersed in the picture, immersed in the sound of Li Changsheng's piano.

Even if it is a ghostly man, even if it is the one-armed man, there is no one on the field who is not sinking.

The sound of the piano is constantly changing, and Li Changsheng's playing is becoming more and more intensive.

"Zheng Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

By the end, the sound of the piano had broken through the sky, breaking through the entire Miaoxian Tower, so that everyone in this area could hear it!

Everyone sank into that red dust refining song.

The prosperity is over, and life is like a ephemera.

Throughout the life of a monk, he fights with people and heaven.

Mortal life, fight with himself, fight with fate.

Whatever your identity, you are in a constant struggle.

But in the end, it will eventually turn into a piece of loess, and if you can't cultivate into the emperor, you will eventually be an ant.

Mortals do not be princes and generals, but are commoners in the end.

Spring boudoir guarded the empty room alone, the eyes of the resentment, the crying of the relatives, kneeling at their graves, telling childhood stories.

At this point, Li Changsheng's hand gradually slowed down.

The sound of the piano is mournful and gentle, and it is full of people's hearts.

On the field, a group of men burst into tears as they listened.

The cultivators of the surrounding city ponds heard this, regardless of the level of the realm, even the Great Emperor was no exception, immersed in it, tears flashing in the corners of their eyes.

A lifetime of cultivation, a lifetime of struggle, suffering yourself, but also suffering your closest people.

The sound of the piano gradually came to an end.

In the process of listening, everyone unconsciously closed their eyes, and now their eyes slowly opened, and tears did not know when they had flowed all over their faces.

Their hearts had completely changed with Li Changsheng's playing of the piano.

At this moment, the gaze that looked at Li Changsheng was also different, and his heart was heavy.

Just when everyone thought that Li Changsheng was about to end, Li Changsheng's hand fell on the guqin again, and his hands began to move.

The index finger was fast, and the guqin once again emitted a long sound!

With the change of the sound of the piano, the picture changed again, and everyone suddenly lost the appearance they had before, but returned to their youth.

Back to the time when the years were quiet and reunited with my family.

The crowd burst into laughter.

They seem to feel that something in their hearts has been sublimated, and their state of mind has been lifted at this moment.

The sound of the piano continues, and the sound of the bell is still ringing.

One picture after another flashed back, but the death of the battle, the powerlessness of the twilight, and the crying of relatives were vividly remembered.

Finally, the man, himself, stood alone in front of the door of the cozy cottage.

Behind him was the laughter of children, and the man's eyes were deep, feeling the dream of yellow millet and sighing in a low voice.

"There is an envoy to the west pole, and a book is sent to the North River."

"The years are only fearful, and the conquest is unstoppable."

"Time urges people to get old, and the red face becomes dry bones!"

At this point, the sound of the piano slowly ended.

Li Changsheng withdrew his hand, the picture shattered, and everyone returned to reality.

I don't know whether there is more joy or more sorrow in the heart, and all kinds of emotions are intertwined.

The crowd has listened stupidly.

The scene fell into a dead silence, and everyone had not yet come to their senses, and they were still silent in it.

After a short period of silence, bursts of sounds, roars, and applause suddenly erupted.

They served!

I thought that Li Changsheng was a clown, but now it seems that the clown is themselves.

Just now, he went to provoke Li Changsheng and found that Li Changsheng really had the ability.

Yuruo stood aside, and the appearance of Li Changsheng stroking the qin just now came into her mind.

For a while, she was obsessed.

The one-armed man listened to Li Changsheng's song and also had different feelings.

At this time, the heart knot slowly dissolved, and the mood slowly improved.

His realm was also slowly floating upward.

"I didn't expect that my unintentional move made his state of mind break through, and it seems that this red dust avenue can be studied again."

Li Changsheng glanced at the one-armed man, but he had no intention of inserting willows.

Moreover, what he didn't know was that the same was true on Yuruo's side.

There is more than just one willow that he has no intention of inserting.

With heartfelt clapping, everyone on the field stood up.

Even the people in the private room on the second floor walked out of the private room, wanting to see the demeanor of the young man in front of them, and their faces were full of admiration.

As soon as the song was played, everyone in the city came back to their senses, and everyone on the street slowed down and looked in the direction of Miaoxian Tower.

Many cultivators felt that their hearts had been lifted at this moment.

Some even broke the mirror because of this, and rushed towards the Miaoxian Tower, wanting to see which senior could have such skills, just by stroking the piano, they could make a breakthrough in their mood.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the task, winning the gilded lottery once, and merit points 300,000."

"In the next plot, when the host is completed, this task will take the initiative to set off."

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