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Before He Qingqing entered the bamboo building, he first saw the lights in the forest and heard a burst of laughter.

Apparently there are quite a few female nuns in the building. It is said that it is a piano lecture, but it is more like a private gathering.

They didn't know what they were talking about, their laughter was like silver bells in the wind, echoing among the dense leaves of the bamboo forest.

He Qingqing hesitated, and subconsciously clenched the corners of his sleeves.

The maid with the green gauze lantern behind her urged: "Everyone is waiting for you."

Another person persuaded: "The same family is like sisters, we often get together, you always have to adapt. The road to immortality is long, so will you be alone in the future and not deal with others?"

"All right." He Qingqing nodded reluctantly.

She has learned to resist the blatant "maliciousness", but she will not refuse the arrangement of "good intentions".

She just arrived here, and she is not used to it.I am always afraid that my behavior will not be appropriate enough, that it will appear strange and weird, and that it will embarrass Master.

He Qingqing walked upstairs with light steps.

But the maid announced loudly: "Fairy He is here."

The fragrance of flowers floats mixed with incense.

Bamboo mats were spread on the ground, and all the nuns sat on the ground, leaning forward and back together with laughter, and the skirts of various colors were like blooming flowers.

Some are holding a pipa, some are holding a hole flute, and some are asking Miaoyan for advice on fingering.

As soon as He Qingqingfu showed up, the chatting and laughing stopped instantly.

Everyone turned their heads, and all eyes fell on her, either in surprise or doubt, and some people frowned slightly.

Deathly silence.He Qingqing felt that she shouldn't have come, she opened her mouth and didn't know how to say hello, she wanted to turn around and go downstairs immediately, but she was afraid of being impolite.

For a moment, he stood by the stairs with a slightly pale face.

"Elder Sister." Suddenly someone called softly.

The female cultivator in the center of the crowd stood up gracefully and bowed her head slightly.

It's Fairy Miaoyan.

"Master, hello."

Seeing that Miaoyan actually took the initiative to greet her, all the female cultivators hurriedly got up and performed all the rituals.

Miaoyan's position in the hearts of the young monks of Xianyinmen is second only to everyone's master, and is closer than the master.

He Qingqing let go of her clenched sleeves and straightened her back: "Hello, sit down."

Miaoyan took her hand and led her to sit beside him.

This sudden closeness made He Qingqing at a loss.

The eyes of all the female cultivators flicked between the two of them, and their expressions were a little strange.

Since the appearance of "Song in the Wind and Snow", the outside world has been busy analyzing the score.In the hustle and bustle of turning against Yingtian, the most famous person of Xianyinmen was forgotten

——Fairy Miaoyan.

Miao Yan never made an official appearance at the piano test at the Dengwen Conference, let alone played the piano.

It stands to reason that Miao Yan should not like this "big sister".Just like Wang Shu and Jiang Yun look at each other with disgust.

On the jade table is a pot of blooming anemones, wide-mouthed, with clear and shallow water.

The petals are layered, icy and delicate under the moonlight.

When He Qingqing lowered her eyes, she saw dots of silver light falling on the water surface, and Miaoyan's perfect profile was reflected in the water.

Cloud temples are beautiful, red lips are smiling.

When the two intersect each other, people are more beautiful than flowers.

She suddenly felt ashamed and looked away.

If someone said in the past that you will sit at the same table with the first beauty, she would never believe it.

Miao Yan asked softly: "Master, did you bring the piano?"

He Qingqing nodded, took out the piano from the storage bag, and placed it firmly on the jade case.

The green light circulated, overwhelming the silver lotus light.

Miao Yan lightly caressed the body of the piano, but did not pluck the strings without authorization:

"I've seen a lot of 'Green Ripple Terrace', and yours is especially well made."

All the Yinxiu echoed: "Master, this piano is meticulously crafted, and the tone is soft and profound."

The atmosphere returned to relaxation.

He Qingqing finally laughed, and the smile came from the heart.

It makes her happier to hear others praise her piano than to praise herself.

Miao Yan said again: "The Wind and Snow Entering the Battle, you played it very well."

He Qingqing shook her head: "I haven't finished playing, it's not good enough."

Miao Yan stared at her with gentle eyes like water.But He Qingqing felt that there was a stubborn hook in those eyes, as if trying to penetrate her veil.

Miao Yan said: "Can you teach me the last piece you haven't finished playing?"

"Teach you?" He Qingqing was stunned.

Miao Yan suddenly stood up and bowed to her: "Please senior sister, teach mentor sister."

"Ah, I dare not take it!" He Qingqing hastily helped her up.

Miao Yan smiled and said: "I have never liked a piece of music so much. Since you played it, I have played it silently in my heart. It's a pity that I don't know the final score."

Who can refuse Miaoyan?

What's more, everyone looked at He Qingqing expectantly.

He Qingqing nodded: "The last one, it's not difficult to play alone. I don't have enough cultivation and realm, so I can't play the whole song. You can definitely."

Miao Yan smiled even more intensely: "Thank you, Senior Sister, for preaching."

"Don't dare."

He Qingqing pressed the strings without any aura, and the sound of the piano flowed out lightly.

All the women sat upright with their colors corrected, listening intently.

As the shadow of the moon moved westward, the sound of the zither gradually weakened, like a heavy snow falling, and finally became silent.

Miao Yan was stunned.

Last night she sat quietly all night without lighting a lamp, and did not play the guqin alone. In her heart, she had composed the ending of "Song of Wind and Snow".

He Qingqing's voice at this time was not far from what she thought, and it was [-]% similar to what she had imagined.

"The original song is more subtle than mine, but I'm the one who's going to continue." Miao Yan murmured, "I really don't know what kind of person is able to write this kind of song. If we meet each other by fate in this life..."

She was so dazed for a moment that she forgot to smile.

"Fairy Miaoyan." For some reason, He Qingqing felt a little sour when she heard the words, "I can't tell you that."

Miao Yan came back to her senses: "It's okay, how could I make things difficult for you."

Qin Xian couldn't even ask, who could make He Qingqing speak.Miao Yan thought, one day, I will be able to see the composer with my own eyes.

……

The treasure ship travels through the clouds and mist, and the stars in the sky seem to be within reach.

"When I went to the Huawei Sect, I also sat on a flying boat. At that time, I thought that I would be a fairy in the sky when I boarded the boat." Zhou Xiaoyun patted the railing and sighed, "Later, I thought that I would be a foreigner for the rest of my life. Disciple."

"Me too. I have resigned myself to my fate. I comfort myself every day. If I work part-time, I will work part-time. How many mortals want to come to Xianmen to work, but they still can't get it." Someone answered.

"With our departure, Huawei Sect will be able to recruit another group of outer disciples." Someone said.

At the beginning of the journey, the outer disciples were too excited to meditate, and they all gathered on the deck to watch the stars and talk about their past and future dreams, whether they were whimsical or not.

Some people want to learn how to refine weapons, some want to be alchemists, and some want to learn how to draw symbols.

If they are afraid to say what they usually dare not to say, and if they are afraid of being laughed at, tonight because they are on the "thief ship", the teenagers have no scruples and speak freely.

Suddenly, he heard the strong wind at the stern of the ship, and a giant shadow with golden light broke through the sea of ​​clouds and chased at full speed.

The distance between the two ships continued to decrease.I vaguely saw a figure on the bow gesticulating, as if demonstrating.

The crowd was astonished.

"It's not good, there are chasing soldiers! Hurry up and invite Brother Song!"

"No, Senior Brother Song is eating noodles, look for Senior Brother Meng!"

Song Qianji was indeed eating noodles being stared at by Meng Heze.

He ate more noodles in this life than he was beaten in his previous life.

Meng Heze stood aside making tea, smiling gratifiedly.

He hadn't cooked noodles for his brother all day and night.

Meng Heze's face changed upon hearing the pass.

"Senior brother, eat slowly, I'll go!" He threw off his apron and rushed out, drew his sword suddenly, and said loudly, "Everyone follow me!"

All the disciples from the outer sect responded together, and the sound shook the sky.

"Wait a minute." Song Qianji followed closely behind, took a closer look, and hurriedly stopped.

Have you ever seen this kind of yelling Er Que chasing soldiers?

Ji Chen jumped on the bow, waved his hands vigorously, and shouted loudly.

The sound was blown away by the swift and violent night wind high above.

Only Song Qianji understood his mouth shape: "Brother Song—"