I became a peerless master

Chapter 292 Enlighten This Poor Man Again
Chapter 292: Enlighten this poor man again
In the grocery store, the sound of a piano gradually stopped, and tears flowed down the handsome young man's face.

Even though I was reluctant to let go, I finally put down the Qiluan Guqin with full of nostalgia.

This piano was left by Emperor Yingyue, and it is a treasure handed down from the Seven Emotions Palace.

It is said that it is a fairy artifact of the Eight Classics.

In the past, Zhuge Wuming didn't think it was so powerful because the realm was too low.

Today, he was reborn from the ashes, and his body actually produced the ultimate power of the seven emotions and six desires. The moment his fingers moved the strings, the young man knew the horror of Qiluan Guqin.

Invisibly, there is the charm of the Dao of Qinyin, and every note trembles, just like the rules of heaven and earth are rippling.

Although he didn't know what a real immortal weapon looked like, Zhuge Wuming was sure that among the immortal weapons, this harp must be the pinnacle of existence.

Even the young man can clearly feel that if he has this piano, his strength can be at least doubled.

Especially the sound of the piano just now, with its aura of truth, can actually accelerate the integration of the warm current of love in your body.

A piece of artifact can have the ability to help perceive the Dao.

If this piano is used as an attack weapon, every note is the most terrifying ultimate move.

Maybe the legend is true.

Back then when the patriarch was exterminating demons, he ran into Qingluan, the great demon in the immortal world who was about to fall, who was about to die, and the other party turned his body into a guqin, which saved his life.

However, no matter how miraculous its origin is, no matter how terrifying its legend is, it has no relationship with Qiqingyin Palace now.

Because this senior who was so kind to him got it.

The treasures in the world have always been obtained by those who are destined, and those who are capable live in them.

No one thinks that this mysterious and powerful senior is not qualified to get this guqin, right?
Anyway, Zhuge Wuming didn't dare to have the slightest greed.

Reluctantly putting down the Qiluan guqin, the young man got up respectfully, the tears streaming down his face had been put away.

A man does not flick his tears easily, and since he has vented his unstoppable longing emotions, it is not a manly act to cry again about the love of his children.

And at this moment, he was still in the mansion of this senior who was extremely kind to him.

"It's good if you recover your emotions. This piano was left by your master. It was seriously damaged that day. I'm just trying to restore it."

"I wanted to return it to its original owner when your master came back, but I never thought that there would be two worlds after parting."

"Brother Wuming, let's keep it, so we can think about it."

Sitting quietly by the side, Song Ye couldn't help expressing emotion after listening to Zhuge Wuming finish playing this song in memory of the deceased.

Fairy Yingyue is worthy of being an elegant female fairy who is obsessed with the melody of the guqin. Although she didn't listen to her play last time, one can get a glimpse of the profound skills of his apprentice from the piano skills.

Among all the immortal cultivators who have the hobbies of secular literati, I am afraid that only Master Yingyue and his disciples can really be regarded as entering the hall.

Others, no matter Que Genxian Mocheng who is obsessed with calligraphy, Ye Lang who is a stinky chess player, or Zhang Xuemo who likes ancient ink paintings, they are not really understanding art.

They can only appreciate beauty. Although they have a heart of love, they do not have the ability to create beauty.

Master and apprentice Yingyue is different, the piece was played by a young man just now, although there is a lack of connection between the notes and the rhythm, and even a little bit of unfamiliarity.

But he can put his true feelings in the sound of the piano and express his heart with the sound of the piano, he is already a relatively good luthier.

Art is all about artistic conception.

The artistic conception can be perceived by others and arouse emotional resonance. This is the advanced piano sound.

Zhuge Wuming has already been able to do this, except for my young master, his skill in guqin is bound to be called outstanding.

The key is that he is still a cultivator of immortals, and it is really rare to be able to practice his hobbies to such an extent.

It can also be inferred from this that his master Yingyue who is obsessed with guqin must have higher skills.

Appreciation arises from the bottom of my heart, as for this guy's reluctance to leave the bone Yaoqin left by Fairy Yingyue, Song Ye can naturally see it.

Anyway, this thing was left by Fairy Yingyue before, but I just spent a lot of effort, constantly polishing and repairing it.

Although the repaired Yaoqin is no longer as good-looking as before, the sound has become extremely accurate.

Originally, he planned to return it to that simple female fairy.

Now that the deceased rests in peace, I can leave a thought for the poor young man Zhuge Wuming, and I can also give an explanation to Fairy Yingyue.

What kind of virtuous senior is this, a terrifying fairy artifact like the Qiluan Guqin, if you just give it to me, just give it to me?
It turns out that this piano was originally damaged and was repaired by the seniors.

That's right, of course, Master has decided to die with the devil, considering how tragic the battle was, it is normal for the Guqin to be damaged.

But just give it to me like this, I, Zhuge Wuming, really deserve it.

"Senior, it..."

"Don't refuse. I believe that it will not be buried in your hands."

"In my grocery store, it can only be dust accumulation."

Indifferently waving his hand directly interrupted the boy's polite words, Song Ye's two words of persuasion were well-founded.

The repaired bone Yaoqin has an extremely precise tone. Among the immortal cultivators in the world, it is so difficult to find someone with such genuine piano skills as Zhuge Wuming.

He took it away, at least sincere love, would regard it as a treasure, not to mention that it still has commemorative significance.

Leaving it in the grocery store will do nothing but dust the shelves.

"That being the case, I would like to thank my senior."

Hearing the voice of persuasion, the admiration in the young man's heart rose again, his body suddenly shook, and he knelt down again with a bang.

Gratitude cannot be expressed in words, only by kowtow can one express sincerity.

"I'll go, Brother Wuming can't be like this, I'm just a mere mortal, I can't deserve such a great gift."

Seeing that the boy started to kneel and kowtow again in a nervous manner, Song Ye's scalp went numb for a while, and he felt that his three views had been subverted again.

If it is said that his previous gaffe and kowtowing made his head bloody, it was because he recalled the influence of Master Yingyue Fairy's great compassion, although he was surprised but understandable.

Now that this guy's mood has calmed down, he still did this, a mortal like Xiao Ye really can't bear it.

This should be the existence with the lowest posture among the cultivators.

Kneeling down to a mortal at every turn, brother, how sensitive and fragile are you?

But if you think about it carefully, because of the crimes caused by Chen Lao's romantic debts, the environment in which the teenager grew up must still be lacking.

He had an unfortunate fate, but it was not out of the ordinary to have such a sensitive, humble and cautious character.

It's all the fault of the older generation, why bother letting a child bear it.

That’s all, I’ll enlighten this poor man some more...

(End of this chapter)