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Xiaorou is usually very stubborn, but in front of Shen Lang, she is docile like a little kitty. Yunfeng blew his beard and stared at him. This little girl film has never been so docile to his Master.

Shen Lang has a deep background, but after all, he is just an outsider. Seeing Xiaoruan Shen Lang being too close, Yun Feng felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn’t point it out face to face.

Divine Consciousness scanned the Mirror Flower Valley and found that Bai Hang had left the valley. Yunfeng was angry again: “It’s really not knowing the immensity of Heaven and Earth. I don’t even put it as a Master. In my eyes!”

Xiao Rou persuaded: “Master, this is a misunderstanding in itself. Senior Brother Bai Hang will come back if I figure it out.”

Yunfeng sighed. : “That kid is too high-spirited, and since he has resentment, it is probably hard to look back.”

Shen Lang frowned: “The dispute is all caused by Shen, I am extremely sorry.”

“This matter has nothing to do with Fellow Daoist Shen, it’s just that the little guy has a stubborn temperament that’s all. Fellow Daoist Shen don’t take seriously, let’s go and see Old Ancestor.” Yunfeng shook the head, seemingly reluctant to talk more.

“Okay.”

Yunfeng released the ban on Jinghua within the valley and took Shen Lang and Xiaorou out of the valley to Heavenly-Fox Race Old Ancestor Home.

Heavenly-Fox Race Old Ancestor road number “Gu Yue Old Ancestor”, the body is the top True Spirit nine-tailed sky fox, is also the famous Peak expert of the ancient Spirit Realm.

This Gu Yue Old Ancestor is the brother of Fengyang Zhenger’s Eight Sutras.

Gu Yue Old Ancestor lives in the “Shuiyue Valley” to the south of the Heavenly-Fox Race clan. Shuiyue Valley and Jinghua Valley are both the Ancient Era Heavenly-Fox Race created for retreat from the world. Independent Space.

The three of them flew to a deep forest in the canyon south of Heavenly-Fox Race. Shuiyue Valley is located in the space in the middle of this gorge. Only a handful of Heavenly-Fox Race officials know the details of Shuiyue Valley. position.

Yunfeng fell into the deep forest, and respectfully asked for instructions: “Yunfeng reporting to Old Ancestor, Fengyang Old Ancestor’s conclusion brother has important things to visit Old Ancestor, dare to ask Old Ancestor… “

Before Yunfeng finished speaking, a desolate and cold voice came: “Come in!”

As soon as the voice fell, a Sheng Ruolie appeared above the deep forest. Sun-like white vortex.

“Yes!”

Yunfeng bowed his hand, and then flew into the Shuiyue Valley with Shen Lang and Xiaorou.

Several thousands li of the Shuiyue Valley, with peaks and mountains, clear water like mirrors, green mountains and floating water, reflections, within the valley is filled with light mist, and the scenery is beautiful and beautiful.

Gu Yue Old Ancestor sits on a boulder by the river and plays the piano. The melodious sound of the piano resounds throughout the Shuiyue Valley.

This Heavenly-Fox Race Old Ancestor looks like a young man. He is wearing a white brocade robe, with white hair hanging down to his waist, his facial features are extremely beautiful, his face is like water, his eyes are melancholy, like walking in an ancient painting The handsome man came out in general.

Three escape lights fell by the creek, Yunfeng immediately moved towards Shen Lang and Xiaorou and initiated a sound transmission: “Old Ancestor is disturbed when you don’t like to play music, wait for Old Ancestor Say hello to Old Ancestor after the song is over.”

“Okay!”

Shen Lang and Xiaorou sound transmission complied.

Gu Yue Old Ancestor is very good at rhythm. Under his slender fingertips, the beautiful piano sound is sometimes like a trickle, refreshing, and sometimes like a jade plate. It is crisp and sweet, full of uniqueness. The charm.

Shen Lang was intoxicated for a while, and after the end of the song, he couldn’t help but clap his hands and exclaimed: “Wonderful, wonderful, Old Ancestor’s music is elegant and agile, like a ring, nothing more beautiful can be imagined. There is a trace of sadness and sorrow in the sound of the piano, which seems to be a thousand words of utterance, which is indescribable.”

Gu Yue Old Ancestor’s deep gaze lit up slightly: “Fellow Daoist Shen Do you also know rhythm?”

Shen Lang shook his head and said: “It’s just rough, not worth mentioning.”

“You can meet but not ask for elegance by hearing the strings. Fellow Daoist Shen Since I also know the rhythm, how about coming to play a piece?” Gu Yue Old Ancestor faintly smiled, his voice is gentle and beautiful.

The Aoki ancient zither in his hand floated in front of Shen Lang.

Shen Lang also got a little interest, and simply sat on the floor, erecting Aoki ancient zither.

Yunfeng couldn’t help but look at Shen Lang more. In his impression, Old Ancestor had a deep habit of cleanliness and would never play his piano for others.

This has nothing to do with the identity of the other party, but the personality of Gu Yue Old Ancestor.

Gu Yue Old Ancestor, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, would give his piano to Shen Lang to play, which naturally shows his preference for Shen Lang.

Yunfeng is curious about what song Shen Lang can play.

Shen Lang flicked the strings lightly, and the vigorous sound of the piano rang slowly, overflowing like a tide, sometimes roaring like a pine breeze, and sometimes like a spring stream, ethereal and changeable.

Shen Lang not at all plays the seven songs of fairy sounds according to the script, just play it casually, mixed with the rhythm of the seven songs of the fairy, and mixed with the ethereal of the seven rhythms of Tianyin, and then merged One’s own catharsis of music.

His piano skills are lacking in training, and he is not skilled and delicate. However, the sound of the piano is full of a unique charm, as clear as splashing jade, and trembling like a dragon roar, like a proud knight roar, which makes people feel heart-wrenching.

Gu Yue Old Ancestor was a little fascinated by such a character of piano sound. Gradually, he closed his eyes and savored it carefully.

Xiao Rou also closed her eyes, hearing as if drunk and stupefied.

Yunfeng doesn’t understand piano music, but he also knows that Shen Lang is very brilliant, and he can’t help but admire him. Didn’t expect Shen Lang to be so versatile.

After the end of the song, Gu Yue Old Ancestor smiled and slapped his hands: “Okay, very good! Although there are many friends who claim to be proficient in rhythm, no one is like you. A heart-stirring, lofty and far-reaching rhythm. Fellow Daoist Shen, if you concentrate on practicing rhythm, your accomplishments will not be weaker than me.”

“Old Ancestor laughed, it’s hard to be elegant when you use crude skills. Tang.” Shen Lang shook the head with a smile.

Gu Yue Old Ancestor lightly said with a smile: “It’s hard to find a friend! Brother Fengyang is really insightful. If Fellow Daoist Shen doesn’t dislike it, just call me Brother Gu Yue. Brother Fengyang is My big brother, you are his brother, and we can be commensurate with the brother.”

“Okay, Gu Yue brother.”

In this case, Shen Lang If he refuses any more, it seems a bit hypocritical.

Looking at Gu Yue Old Ancestor and Shen Lang seeing like before, Yunfeng was surprised to himself, thinking that Shen Lang is indeed Fengyang Old Ancestor’s brother, it is different! Shen Lang, in terms of tolerance, feels like Old Ancestor is the same Level 1 cultivator.

Without waiting for Shen Lang to speak, Gu Yue calmly said: “Shen Lang righteous brother, Fengyang brother has already told me about you. Are you here to understand the star spirit?”

Shen Lang cup one fist in the other hand said: “Yes, Shen was given star spirit surgery by a friend for some reason, and now that friend’s life or death is uncertain, if star spirit surgery is not solved For Shen, there will be life concerns.”

“Little Rou begs Old Ancestor, anyway, you must help Young Master unlock the Star Soul Art!” Xiao Rou fell to the ground, poor Said Xixi.

Gu Yue smiled like a spring breeze: “Little soft girl, I should do my best.”

As soon as the voice fell, Gu Yue shot a white beam in his palm. It is centered on Shen Lang’s forehead.