Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

Lin Zichu, who was stared at by everyone but didn't know it, used his most exquisite fingering techniques to play the most astonishing piece among the ten famous pieces of Zhengwuzhou.

When it came to the blank chapter, Lin Zichu sighed inaudibly, lowered his eyelids, and covered all the emotions in his eyes with his eyelashes.

After that, I picked up my right index finger, and an empty alto came out.

The rhythm of his hands is unabated, and his movements are as smooth as flowing water.

It's as if he played the next part a million times...

A strange and extremely pleasant piano sound gently flowed out from the barrier.

Hearing the sound of the zither, Qian Qing was taken aback and felt great grief.Involuntarily, Qianqing leaned forward slightly, trying to hear the piano sound in the enchantment more clearly.

The rest of the monks also made the same action in unison.

There are friendly monks, and they said to each other:

"This tune is so unfamiliar, it must have been created by Senior Brother Lin himself."

"It's easy to compose music, but it's not easy to be so appropriate to "Wushan Cry"."

"Indeed..."

After saying a few words, Qiqi fell silent.

The second senior brother of Dongling Xianzong lost his composure and opened his mouth in shock, "No...impossible...how could he pop out like this..."

Before he finished speaking, the corners of the second senior brother's eyes suddenly became hot. He raised his hand to wipe it, and found that he had unknowingly shed tears that he couldn't explain to others.

The second brother was shocked.

What he couldn't believe was how Lin Zichu could play such a sad tune when he was only in his twenties.

Yes, how can it be played?

Lin Zichu gently closed his eyes, and his fingertips could still be placed precisely on the strings.

A large amount of spiritual power gathered at Lin Zichu's fingertips.

The glowing blue light, like substance, falls on the strings of the piano.

He has the body of a cold dragon lying on snow, and his constitution is extremely cold to cloudy, which matches the attributes of Bo Yuqin in front of him.

With the fingertips, the player and the strings are almost integrated.Qin is a person, and a person is a string.

Lin Zichu's piano sound became more and more exquisite, to the point of unbelievable...

Didn't he play "Wushan Cry" thousands of times?During the ten years since leaving Qianqing.

The past is like smoke, shrouded in Lin Zichu's mind.

Ten years later, everything on that day is still deeply engraved in Lin Zichu's bones like a knife.

Downpour, Optimus Prime.

Lin Zichu held the Hanshu Sword in his hand, with tears streaming down his face, he desperately hacked at the transparent membrane that protected him.

The sword was broken, and the tiger's mouth was bleeding.

Then he saw that the transparent boundary membrane symbolizing Qianqing's life disappeared little by little before his eyes.

Lin Zichu wept sadly, drop by drop, falling on the back of his white hand.

Qian Qing, who was listening to the sound of the piano, was not so clear-headed for some reason.

All consciousness is immersed in that person's fingers and strings.

In the haze, the sound of the piano seemed to be mixed with the scene that the invisible beast saw when it recognized its owner. The overlapping pictures, mixed with the familiar tunes that it had heard, cried out the inhuman torment of lovesickness for more than ten years.

Hey, hey, the wind blows you...

Miao Miao came, why bother...

When Qianqing heard this piece for the first time, she felt sweet in her heart.

As long as this song is a love poem written by Lin Zichu to himself, feeling his infinite love and miss for himself, I feel very proud.

But now it sounds like Lin Zichu's blood and tears are mixed in this yearning and love,... who can explain clearly?

"Senior Brother Lin..." It was the Mingfei sisters who kept wiping the corners of their eyes with handkerchiefs.

"I didn't expect Brother Lin to be such a passionate and infatuated man." Pu Qingluo's eyes were also moist.

The rest of the male cultivators of Zhengyang Xianzong were also shocked.

Listening to Lin Daoyou's piano sound, Mumen Qiqing couldn't help recalling that because of her own stupid actions, she almost killed the little fairy master, what's more, he was separated from his lover and suffered from lovesickness.

"Fortunately..." Mumen Qi's lower lip trembled, and he cried bitterly: "Fortunately, I found it. It's really great to be able to find friend Lin."

Not only the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, but even the members of the Dongling Immortal Sect burst into tears.

Zhu Changpeng tried his best to endure, but still couldn't help crying.

After Lin Zichu pulled out the silver needle between his eyes, the majestic spiritual power swept all directions in an instant.

Zhu Changpeng's heart shuddered, knowing that Lin Zichu's plain appearance was a disguise.

Ben regarded him as an opponent, and carefully inspected him, but before he revealed his consciousness, he heard Lin Zichu's piano sound.

The soul-stirring piano sound mixed with spiritual power.

Boom, boom, boom!

Even the beating of the heart was agitated with the sound of the piano, Zhu Changpeng refused to accept it, intending to suppress the emotions in his heart, ignoring the rhythm of the sound of the piano.

However, in the next moment, Zhu Changpeng felt troubled in his chest, and he couldn't resist it at all.

Lin Zichu stopped his hands, opened his eyes, sighed again, spread out his fingers, and held onto the strings.

At this time, he couldn't see the outside world at all. For Yu Linzichu, there were only white clouds billowing in the enchantment around him, and the wild goose standing quietly beside the piano table.

Na Pingsha Luoyan felt the astonishing chill of Lin Zichu's cold dragon lying in the snow, so he didn't dare to go forward for a while, and stared at Lin Zichu nervously, without expressing his satisfaction for a long time.

Lin Zichu was not in a hurry, he just touched Bo Yuqin in front of him lightly with his fingertips.

"It's really a good piano."

Few Qin can stand the chill of the cold dragon lying on the snow body.

Lin Zichu murmured: "Such a good qin should not play a piece like "Wushan Cry"."

If he said this, he might be chased and killed by the Temperament Cultivator.

Should a good piano play "Wushan Weeping"?What do you say?

However, Lin Zichu had no intention of explaining.He stroked the strings carefully, and after a while, picked again with his right hand.

The sound of the piano, which was as clear as flowing water, rang.

Hearing that Lin Zichu continued to play, everyone was puzzled.

What Lin Zichu played just now was the whole piece of "Wushan Cry", and the part he continued to play was not the content of the score.

It's just that the connection with the song is so harmonious that it's unbelievable that this is a new chapter compiled by Lin Zichu on the spot.

The sound of the piano is soft, telling the continuous love.

There was no longer the sense of sadness of seeking death and life before, and the sound of the piano changed, and gradually became peaceful.

Then he plucked with both hands, and the sound of the piano was melodious and exciting.

Amidst the sound of the piano player almost shattering, everyone could hear the ecstasy of reunion after a long absence.

Several monks of Zhengyang Immortal Sect shouted and applauded excitedly when they heard this.

The monks of the Dongling Immortal Sect stared blankly at Lin Zichu with wet tears on their faces.

The wild goose sitting on the table of Linzi Chuqin suddenly spread its wings and let out a cry.

The Pingsha Luoyan struggled to fly into the air, and the light kite scissored, showing the pattern on its back to all directions.

The combination of black and white is like a landscape painting.

"Great!" Qianqing's right arm trembled, and she stood up.

The monks of Zhengyang Xianzong shouted in unison: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Lin for winning the second pass!"

Several monks from Dongling Xianzong came slowly.

Zhu Changpeng arched his hands in salute:

"Fellow Daoist played like this, I and all my juniors are really convinced by the defeat."

All the monks of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect couldn't cover their mouths with joy, and tried to put on a dignified appearance, so as not to look too gloating.

The Zhengyang Xianzong team headed by Qianqing hypocritically said:

"A mere piece of "Wushan Weeping" is nothing. My lover is not good, but I am a little good at this piano art..."

Qian Qing chuckled twice, with a smug expression on her face.

Amao, standing on his shoulder, squeaked and cheered for his master.

Pu Qingluo was also quite happy, and said crisply: "I have admired the reputation of the Immortal Sect of Dongling for a long time, and I have always admired it. If there is a chance, I must go to Liaojizhou to disturb it."

The wooden door seven said: "I don't know how the Xuying Xianjun is doing recently?"

"..."

Everyone got together to greet each other, but after all, the two sides were still in an incompatible hostile situation just now, and it was impossible to turn hostility into friendship in an instant.

Therefore, the two did not talk for long, so they stopped being polite and waited for Lin Zichu to come out.

Not far away, after Lin Zichu finished playing, he got up and straightened his robe, folded his front hem, and walked out of the barrier.

The moment Lin Zichu stepped out of the barrier, both Qianqing and Lin Zichu were shocked.

There were two huge and unparalleled divine senses, which instantly entered the minds of the two of them.

"Under the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, look at me, Qianqing, and Lin Zichu, who won the crowns of 'Dazzling Hundred Flowers' and 'Wushan Cloud and Rain' respectively. The two of you are eligible to enter the next third level, 'Scattered across the sky'."

The voice of the divine consciousness was gentle and clear, and the owner of the voice was probably a man in his twenties.

Just listening to the voice of this divine consciousness, one can feel that the master must be an immortal cultivator with extraordinary temperament and outstanding appearance.

"The wild goose on the flat sand in Lin Zichu's enchantment will lead the two of you to the test site of the third level."

The master of spiritual consciousness smiled slightly and said:

"Soon, you will see me."

So far, no more sound.

The two of Qian Lin looked at each other, already knowing each other's situation, they all set their eyes on the wild goose on the flat sand in Lin Zichu's enchantment.

Except for Qianqing and Lin Zichu, the other monks also heard the sound transmission of their spiritual consciousness.Different from the sound transmission of Qian Lin and the two, they thanked everyone for their participation, and said that after leaving the Jiandan Qinxin Building, everyone can receive inheritance gifts to transform today's fate.

Hearing this, all the monks knew that the person who transmitted the sound was the master of the lineage of the Immortal Treasure, Lin Caiyun who practiced loosely.

Although Lin Caiyun blew himself up and died when he was only out of his body, his body was comparable to that of Mahayana, and the inheritance of the Immortal Store has always been regarded as the inheritance of Mahayana monks.

It is a great opportunity to get a treasure from the inheritance of Mahayana monks.

Therefore, except for the two of Qian Lin, the rest of the cultivators retreated from the Jiandan Qinxin Tower.

After there was no other sound in the piano building, the last Pingsha Luoyan squawked, flapped its wings, and flew deeper into the piano building.

The two of Qian Lin walked side by side, followed Pingsha Luoyan, and walked into a deep and dark corridor.

The corridor is empty and echoes can be heard.

Qian Qing said: "Brother, did you hear that? Just now that divine sense said, 'You will see me soon'."

"Ah."

"But Lin Caiyun should have blew himself up and died long ago, so how can we see him again?"

Lin Zichu shook his head and said: "Although I know that there are ways in this world to allow people to see the voice and appearance of the deceased, they can only describe the words and deeds of the deceased. Chess skills are related.... The most important thing about chess skills is that every piece is dropped, which is ever-changing and the situation is different. If the third round is the two of us playing chess against senior Lin Caiyun, it will not work just to reproduce the words and deeds of the deceased of."

Qian Qing said: "That's right, I don't know how to play tricks on the third stage."

"I'm always worried that 'Scattered Stars' will not be as simple as the first two levels..."

Qianqing laughed: "Really? No problem, big brother, you and I are going forward hand in hand, what can stop us?"

After saying that, Qian Qing rubbed against Lin Zichu's side, stretched out her right hand, grabbed Lin Zichu's palm, and after finding the right place, gently pulled it.

The corners of Lin Zichu's lips rose slightly, he just felt that Qian Qing was so adorable, and wanted to hug him and kiss him.

"quack."

Seemingly aware of the hesitation of the two people behind him, Na Pingsha Luoyan turned around and yelled twice.

These two urgings made Qian Qing quite unhappy, because he knew that this was indeed not a good place for the two of them to be intimate.

He let go of Lin Zichu's hand, and said slightly angrily: "This Pingsha Luoyan likes to listen to the beautiful music of the piano, but his own voice is so unpleasant, it's really disgusting."

Pingsha Luoyan, who was hovering in place, heard Qianqing's evaluation, and immediately became angry and squawked repeatedly.

The screams echoed in the corridor, making it even more empty.

Lin Zichu felt disappointed, sighed slightly, didn't know what to say, so he and Qianqing walked forward quickly, following the wild goose falling on the flat sand.

At this moment, Qian Qing suddenly turned her head, and her lips touched Lin Zichu's cheek very lightly.

"..."

Lin Zichu suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Brother," Qian Qing lowered her voice, "You... you play the piano really well."

"..." Lin Zichu dazedly touched the face that had been kissed, and lowered his head.

It's really strange, even though she has done something more intimate than this, how could she still be so uncontrollable after being kissed by Qianqing.

"Really?" Lin Zichu's voice became hoarse.

"... From now on, I will always play the piano for you."

Qianqing felt her heart and body warm up, and she was about to hold Lin Zichu's hand again.

At this moment, at the end of the corridor, an attic with an open door appeared.

There is a brown plaque hanging on the attic, on which are written the four characters "scattered across the sky".

After Pingsha Luoyan saw these four words, she flapped her wings, looked quite anxious, and slipped in through the open door.The flustered movements, as if there is something in the room that it longs for.

When Pingsha Luoyan got in, the door of the star-studded room suddenly slammed shut with a 'bang'.

"what?"

Both Qian Lin felt something was wrong, they used Tengyun footwork, and quickly moved outside the Star Dotted Pavilion.

He stretched out his hand to push the door of the attic, but the door didn't open, it was tightly closed.

Qian Qing pushed twice, took a step back, and said, "It's strange, Lin Caiyun told us to follow Pingsha Luoyan, and locked us outside, what's the reason?"

Lin Zichu thought for a while and said, "Just wait here for a while."

"Ah."

Qian Qing sat down cross-legged, suddenly her heart moved, she said: "Brother...let me kiss you again, okay?"

Lin Zichu's heart was beating so hard that he felt a little tense.

He kept silent, but walked behind Qianqing, leaned over and hugged Qianqing's neck.

The two cheeks touched each other, and their ears rubbed against each other.

Qianqing closed her eyes, took a light breath, and murmured:

"It smells so good..."

Lin Zichu's fingers curled up, he buried his head deeply, and pressed his chin to Qianqing's shoulder, feeling that he was rarely as happy as this moment in his entire life.

"Okay."

A clear and bright male voice came, and at the same time, the doors of the dotted pavilions were suddenly separated from the middle, and a strong wind blew out from the room.

"What time is it, you two brats, you are still kissing me here, without any rules."

Both Qianqing and Lin Zichu were familiar with the mocking voice, and they quickly stood up from the ground.

"Old man."

"senior."

"Why are you here?"

But I saw a person walking out of the star-studded pavilion, with fluttering white hair reaching to his waist.This white-haired fairy has a handsome appearance and young eyes, but his whole body exudes a simple and unsophisticated atmosphere that has been tempered and tempered, making it difficult to tell his age.

It was the old fairy Deng Lin.

The index finger of his right hand was bent, and the one standing on it was the same goose falling down the sand from before.Yanzi's slender toes firmly grasped the index finger of Old Fairy Deng Lin, showing a stable expression as if he was perched on a thick branch.

Old Fairy Deng Lin teased Pingsha Luoyan's jaw with his left hand, and it squinted its eyes with a dull and relaxed expression.

Elder Deng Lin said: "Why can't I be here?"

"Ah," Qian Qing said suddenly, "So you are Lin Caiyun."

"Fart!!" Old Immortal Deng Lin was furious: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qianqing smiled slightly, but didn't speak.

Of course he knew that Old Immortal Deng Lin was not Lin Caiyun, and the reason why he said this was to force Old Immortal Deng Lin to talk nonsense.

Sure enough, Old Immortal Deng Lin flicked his right index finger and drove away the Luoyan on Pingsha.

Pingsha Luoyan reluctantly let go, quacking and screaming, but due to the majesty of the old fairy Deng Lin, he had to fly away slowly.

Qianqing looked at this person and bird very interestingly.

"The Dazzling Hundred Blossoms, the boldness of the sword and the heart of the piano, and the starry sky are all cultivated by Lin Caiyun, the immortal gang. Naturally, he is also the master here. Since he is the master, of course he can be here."

Old Immortal Deng Lin looked Qian Lin and the two up and down, and said in a strange voice:

"The two of you are the winners of the first two trials? Well, the younger generation is not as good as the next generation. Although the two of you can win the inheritance of Lin Caiyun's fairy treasure, it's not because you are capable enough. On the contrary, you are still far behind." far."

Qian Qing deliberately said: "What nonsense, who said that we have won the inheritance of Senior Lin's Immortal Collection? You don't know, we still have the third hurdle 'Stars Spreading' to pass."

"Who says I don't know!" The old fairy Deng Lin raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "The third level is for you to play 'Xing Luo Chess' with Lin Caiyun. That bastard Lin Caiyun can't do anything else. Luo chess is very good. Not to mention you, even I have never defeated him. With you two little bastards, if you want to beat him, wouldn't you waste your whole life here?"

Lin Zichu nodded, and said: "So that's how it is. This inheritance is accomplished after passing the first two hurdles."

Qian Qing heard the old fairy Deng Lin say that the content of the third level is to play chess, just like the two guessed just now, she already knew it well.

He also heard that although he scolded Lin Caiyun in words, which was quite rude, it was obvious that he had a close personal relationship with him.So Qian Qing said: "Since the third level is for us to play against Lin Caiyun, it has nothing to do with you. After all, what are you doing here?"

"Being an immortal, there is naturally a reason for being an immortal."

Qian Qing urged him: "Well, he must have come to serve tea and water for Senior Lin Caiyun and me."

"Hmph!" Elder Deng Lin snorted coldly, and cursed: "Stinky brat is fucking shit. Ben Shangxian came here, came here..."

Speaking of the latter, the voice is getting lower and lower, getting smaller and smaller, almost like a nymph.

The two of Qian Lin looked at each other in unison, they were both very surprised, they couldn't figure out why this old fairy Deng Lin showed such an embarrassing expression, and they didn't want to say why he came here.