The most bullish Taoist temple in history

Chapter 39, Shuilong Yin
"What's that sound?"

Fang Qingyu was still a little dazed, and she was a little at a loss when the voice came from nowhere.

"The rhythm of this voice is strange, but I can't hear it clearly." Li Wenshu frowned and said, "Since it's coming from the mountain, let's climb up and have a look. Anyway, our goal is the top of the mountain."

This decision was unanimously agreed by everyone, even Wang Erpan, a mountain climber, agreed with this decision. He gritted his teeth and wanted to know where the sound came from. He was so curious, this mysterious sound from the top of the mountain.

Several people began to climb hard, and Wang Erpang got tired and fell down once in the middle.

The sound is gradually approaching.

The sound of snow, the rhythmic sound, the sound is beautiful.

"It's almost here, I can hear that sound... like some kind of music."

"Music? Have you heard it?"

"En." Zhang Xiaohui nodded and listened to the voice with her eyes closed: "It's a bit like the guqin music that the teacher played before but I kind of forget the name, and I'm not sure."

"What is Guqin? Guzheng?" Fang Qingyu asked curiously.

"Many people confuse Guqin with Guzheng. In fact, the two are different. Guqin, also known as Lyre, Yaoqin, Yuqin, and Sitong, is a traditional musical instrument in ancient China. It has a long history. It is said that Shun Dingqin was Five strings, King Wen added one string, and King Wu added another string, so it is seven strings." Zhang Xiaohui said: "The Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting mentioned in ancient times refers to the Guqin, which is one of the musical instruments loved by ancient literati. - This player should be a literati."

The other three people said that they raised their postures.

"Maybe it's really an expert playing the piano. There are things in this mountain." Wang Erpan asked curiously.

"No, no, maybe it's just someone playing a recording or something on the mountain. Isn't it sick to play the piano on the mountain in this weather?" Fang Qingyu subconsciously slapped her boyfriend,

Li Wenshu and Zhang Xiaohui do not express any opinions or comments.

The four continued to climb the mountain.

Finally climbed to the top of the mountain.

The mountain is a beautiful mountain. From here, you can look down the mountain. The beautiful scenery is white and beautiful, and the beauty is breathtaking. The magnificence of nature is displayed in front of several people from beginning to end.

The voice also became clear.

"Because of the structure of this mountain, the voices we hear here seem to be coming from all directions." Li Wenshu was somewhat intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and good news.

"Look!"

After looking around, Zhang Xiaohui raised her head and exclaimed.

Several people followed the prestige.

white robe.

bun.

Red lips and white teeth, eyes closed and smiling.

Playing the piano between heaven and earth.

Play the rhythm between the falling snow.

snow.

Mami
When you pluck the strings, the melody of the guqin is as crisp as a bamboo.

"Is this person the performer?"

"Really." Li Wenshu murmured, "Is he a human? It seems different from us."

The white Taoist robe flutters among the fine snow, what floats is the wind, and what floats is the charm.
Daoist person value +20
Li Yu, who was playing the guqin, was overjoyed.

"Oh my god, someone finally came. I've been playing here for a long time, and my hands are sore, okay?"

At the same time, there is a golden progress bar on the system interface, and there is a 100/20 scale beside it.

"As expected, being a good person is a fashionable value that makes people feel that you are a good person, Ma De. Fortunately, when I was in college, my hobby was the Guqin club." Li Yu suddenly felt an indescribable emotion. At the beginning, I learned Guqin for the purpose of picking up girls. I thought that learning such a high-quality thing would make me invincible in the flowers. It turns out that this is a really beautiful series. The hard-working single dog life continued from kindergarten to university graduation.

However, if you want to be beautiful, you want to be beautiful. Now you know the truth of having too many skills and not overwhelming your body.

At this time, the four people below were all immersed in the charm of the master, only Wang Erpang woke up and exclaimed.

"This may be the Taoist priest mentioned, just like what my friend said, he is the expert in the mountains. It's really interesting."

"Ah, he's still a fortune-telling charlatan?" Fang Qingyu blurted out. In her opinion, all fortune-tellers are charlatans.

As soon as this sentence came out, Li Yu received a message.

Daoist person value -10
Li Yu: "?????"

Surprised, will the value of a high-ranking person still drop?

"What exactly happened that caused the lowering of Dao Gao's personal value may be related to their emotions," Li Yu pondered, and continued to focus on playing the guzheng: "Are you playing with emotions? Let's do it."

The performance of the Guqin suddenly became fast and exciting, and the originally soothing tone became high-spirited.

"It was just a prelude!"

At this time Zhang Xiaohui exclaimed suddenly: "I remembered, I remembered what this song is, this song is a long lost song"

"Lost? How did you know about Lost, and how did he know about it?" Wang Erpan wondered, this is very contradictory.

"Because it is a lost piece of music, no one knows what the original version is like. Although the basic key is there, the rest of the derivation depends on the player himself. I can hear the basic key of this piece. The latter are all derived from the Taoist himself. Everyone, every player, they are the original version, and they are not the original version."

Although I can't understand it, it feels very powerful.

Daoist person value +20
"Look, what's going on here?" Fang Qingyu pointed at Luoxue in surprise, "This snowflake is floating upwards!"

Luoxue seemed to be surrounding Li Yu.

The Taoist priest in the middle of the background is like a god in the snow, playing a tune with his eyes closed.

Daoist person value +20
The tone is getting more and more exciting, like thousands of mountains and rivers flowing, like the fusion of snow and snow, there is high spirit in the snow.

"What's the name of this song?" Li Wenshu looked at the changing scenes around him and murmured, "It's amazing, like a water dragon is entrenched."

"Yeah, is this a natural scenery? It's a bit wrong. It seems that there is no natural scenery to form such a state." Fang Qingyu didn't know what happened in front of her eyes, but she just immersed herself in shock.

Next, something even more shocking happened. The irregular rhythm of the snowflakes became more intense, and there were even snowflakes that were about to fall to the ground and then flew upside down.

The sound of the piano is the law, and the number of snowflakes is in the body.

Snowflakes, gradually circling together.

Zhang Xiaohui took a deep breath and said.

"this song"

Condensed, hovered, and merged with the dead branches and leaves in the snow wind.

"Called."

When the song reaches the high-spirited place, wind and snow, dead branches, and fallen leaves compose a movement together, circling together.

"Shuilong Yin."

The snow wind gathered the dragon, floating between the heaven and the earth, floating between the heaven and the earth centered on Li Yu.

Li Yu heard the system prompt.

[Resonance: Activate]

"Roar--"

Xuelong chanted and roared into the sky.

Its name is Shuilongyin——

(End of this chapter)