The Transcendent Immortal

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Liu Yunzheng's brow furrowed, thinking that Ye Wu Wu Xiu was high, how could he not play a piano, Han Chen, what did he want to do? Liu Fenghuang had tasted the bitterness of that piano before, and then he smiled and put it in his father's ear: "Dad don't worry, there is a good show."

Liu Yunzheng was still puzzled. He stared closely at Ye Wuhen. He saw Ye Wuhen's Hengqin on his chest and his fingertips on the feather string. No sound came out.

Everyone was shocked. Was it really as the kid from Sapphire Gate said, no one but him played this piano? Ye Wuhen's face also changed, and then he struck the corner string, but no sound came out.

Xiao Chen smiled gently: "How? Brother Ye can now believe Han Mou's words?"

Zhang Qinglian's face was very ugly, but if Yu Wenji looked at Xiao Chen deeply, he could not help nodding. Ye Wuhen snorted coldly, slammed the palace string, and suddenly a scream of "ah" threw the piano out.

Xiao Chen shook his body, caught Yaoqin, and said with a smile: "Han Mou said, if you want to forcibly play this piano, you will be injured by the strings. Why does Brother Ye not believe the words below?"

Ye Wuhen's face was rather ugly, and he quickly urged Zhenyuan, and a dark purple blood shot from his fingertips. Liu Yunzheng is also a bit weird, thinking why Han Chen's piano is so strange? Even though not everyone can play the Taikoo Qin, it will at least not hurt people.

Everyone was also unbelievable. Ye Wuhen's formation of Dan Danwei was injured by Yi Yaoqin strings.

Ye Wuhen resisted the pain, and asked Shen Sheng: "What's your name?"

Xiao Chen lowered his smile on his face and said, "Then you listen well. This piano is called Jiu Xiaohuan Pei, but it was bought by a senior piano maker for his life a hundred years ago."

"Jiuxiao Huan Pei! Good! Good! Presumably, the young master's piano skills are also exquisite. Ye Mou is not talented and wants to ask his younger brother for advice!"

"Wow, I have this intention too, so please ask Brother Ye to show mercy later."

Although Xiao Chen didn't really regard himself as a disciple of the Qingyumen, but this month, the people of the Qingyumen treated him well, and the people of Penglai Island only laughed at Liu Yunzheng just now, just to vent their breath for the Qingyumen.

Liu Yunzheng's face changed: "Han Chen can't! Come back!" I thought that Ye Wuhen Xiu Wei was much higher than him. At this moment, I feel resentful.

Xiao Chen said: "Master does not need to worry about disciples." Liu Yunzheng stood up and said: "Come back! This is the order of the master! Do you have to disobey the order of the master!"

At this time, Yu Wenji walked down: "Liu Zhang, don't worry about it, you should learn from each other, you must have a difference." Liu Yunzheng said: "But this ..."

Yu Wenji stretched out his hand and smiled, "If you click it, Liu Zhangmen will feel at ease."

He wants to know Xiao Chen's strength more than anyone at this moment. After all, I heard that Qing Guo invited many Tiangang practitioners. Xiao Chen can play the magic piano, then it is likely to be his last trump card.

Liu Yunzheng sighed, looked at Xiao Chen, and wanted to say what he didn't say. In fact, he also knew that Xiao Chen was venting himself, and he was not afraid of offending Penglai Island. Anyway, the opposition to alliances in the past few years was also greatly offended. I'm afraid Penglai Island has moved to remove Xiao Chen's mind.

Liu Fenghuang no longer smiled as before, and frowned, walking to Xiao Chen, and whispered, "If he wants to hurt you later, you shout my father to save you."

Xiao Chen smiled softly: "Sister Liu, don't worry, if you only talk about Qin Gong, he can't hurt me."

Everyone went to the square outside the hall together, as if to see something more splendid than the Xianmenghui. Xiao Chen and Ye Wuhen sat in the center of the square. The two were separated by about five or six feet, Ye Wuhen said: please."

Xiao Chen smiled softly: "Since Brother is invited to play the piano, then Brother is invited first."

Ye Wuhen no longer spoke, his hands lightly sent, waves of piano sounds immediately passed, sometimes high, sometimes low, high places like towering mountains, straight into the clouds, low places like gurgling water, endless.

Layers of sound and waves continued, Xiao Chen sat on the floor, his eyes closed slightly, his left hand pressed the string, and his right hand was not condensed. Suddenly, his right **** picked up, and a note was handed out clearly, like a leaf floating on the stream.

Although the sound of Ye Wuhen's piano was dense and airless, Xiao Chen's piano sound taught everyone to hear clearly.

Ye Wuhen suddenly raised his head, a flash of strange light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, the piano sound turned sharply, and he embarked on the path of plume, followed by seven or eight trebles.

The piano scale is divided into palace, quotient, horn, sign, and feather from low to high.

But listening to the sound of the piano suddenly lifted up, it seemed that the stream suddenly stirred up a huge wave of thousands of layers and turned into a sea of ​​white waves. However, Xiao Chen still closed his eyes and fixed his eyes, sending a finger from time to time, and the notes all penetrated the other party accurately. In the gap, just like the withered leaf drifting into the sea, but with the other party's big waves coming and going, it has always been ups and downs.

Ye Wuhen's face gradually turned red, his ten fingers grew faster and faster, and even his little finger was used. The sound of the piano immediately rushed to Xiao Chen like a violent wind and rain, the sounds were connected, and it was really impenetrable and impenetrable.

Many people outside the court were already dizzy, and some ordinary guards stumbled and fainted. The three princes and princess Xuanyue also propped up a soundproof barrier, protecting Yu Wenji and the queen. Liu Yunzheng and others saw that Xiao Chen was still condensed, and a heart almost hung in his throat.

Ye Wuhen saw that Xiao Chen was still able to withstand it, and suddenly jumped, condensing a buckle on the seven strings, the seven strings became tighter and the scale was higher. Constantly outgoing, the higher the higher the higher, straight into the sky, actually left no escape.

After a song, he saw that he fell on the ground and sat down cross-legged, but the strings were broken because they couldn't bear the finger strength.

Xiao Chen sat on the ground, his eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth gradually overflowed with blood. Since he was anxious about the sound of the other party, he never played the strings anymore. At this moment, he was like a dead person, Ye Wuhen's face Gradually showed a smile.

"Brother Han!" There was an urgent voice outside the court, but Luo Yan ran over and was about to investigate Xiao Chen's injury, but was stopped by Liu Yunzheng.

At this moment, Liu Yunzheng was also very anxious, and he shouted: "Han Chen! Han Chen! Can you still speak for the teacher!" Seeing that he did not answer, he quickly said to Liu Fenghuang next to him: "I'm not going to bring your brother Han back yet!"

Liu Fenghuang woke up like a dream, Zhang Qinglian's face on the other side was very proud, and Yu Wenji's face seemed to have a slightly disappointed expression.

At this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and a deep light appeared in his eyes, as if he had changed to another person in an instant. Everyone outside the venue was a little surprised. Ye Wuhen's face changed greatly, only A single "you" will never be able to speak.

Xiao Chen wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly: "Your piano sound is very tight, but you shouldn't cut the strings for a higher scale, because ... the piano is also alive!" His last word fell. , Hands are already spread out. "Really? Someone said the same thing last time, but I was shocked by my soul. I want to see how you compare to him ..."

I saw Xiao Chen condensed his head and sat with his hands lightly and slowly, and the piano walked in business, soothing and calming, like a Panasonic cool breeze. Then the sound of the piano slowed down and turned into a palace tune. Each note was stretched extremely long, and the rhythm of the piano was relaxed and refreshing.

However, Ye Wuhen's complexion gradually became blue, and his vest was wet for a long time. His piano voice was too heavy, and he was full of killing spirit. It seems that Xiao Chen's melodious piano sounds can't be played anyway.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano was high, and the angle of the palace had changed, and Ye Wuhen's face changed, but he felt that the sound of the other party's piano sounded like layers of clouds, making him unable to gasp. He was concentrating himself, and suddenly the sound of the piano was pulled again, straight into the sky. The sound of "Zhengzhengzheng" kept coming, as if it were unstoppable like Jin Getiema, and it had been changed to feather.

Ye Wuhen was startled for a moment, and it seemed to see that the opposite piano-like piano sounded like a gluttonous giant mouth biting at him.

He was frightened with tremendous power, and his body moved back three or four feet away. When he saw the person who was stroking the piano opposite, it seemed that he was no longer the young man in white, but a dark shadow behind him.

The black shadow was three feet tall, with a shawl of disordered hair, purple eyes, and dark clouds lingering on the face, like a nine-day demon god!

Ye Wuhen's face changed drastically, closing his eyes hard, but when he opened it again, the surrounding scenery had already changed, as if he was hanging a thousand feet above the sky, and suddenly the sound of the killing in his ears was a masterpiece. Screams are endless.

That golden mang was turned into a sword spirit of an immortal. I saw countless immortals standing around the sword suddenly, and there were countless demons walking in the sky, but I saw all kinds of artifacts and magic weapons scattered all over the sky.

Ye Wuhen leaned down and saw that the corpses were piled up like mountains, blood was flowing into the river, and there were constant killings in his ears. .

He saw that the ground was collapsing in the distance, the mountains were falling, the sunset was sinking, and even the sky and earth were collapsing. He was in an era of annihilation ...

nightmare! Immersive nightmare! Ye Wujian's face was terrified. Why had he seen this situation, and suddenly thought of the legend that has been circulating for a long time, the battle of the fairy and the demon led to the collapse of the Six Realms and the destruction of the world ...

At this moment, he heard the sound of the piano, and the sound of the piano fluctuated and became a rhyme. He looked up and saw that there was one more person in the sky, who was still Han Chen who had been fighting with him before, but there was a blood-red jade on his waist.

The Yaoqin also changed. The body of the piano is bright and colorful, and the carvings are complicated. The seven strings of Baihuayun surround it. It seems to be virtual and real. It turned out to be the ancient ancient piano of the sapphire gate.

At this moment, the immortal stopped, and the demon stopped, as if listening to this wonderful sound, as if there was only this sound in the world, Ye Wuhen's eyes gradually dimmed ...

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In the palace, after a few piano sounds, Xiao Chen ended with a palace string, and the aftertones were like a breeze in front of the court, and it lingered in the ears for a long time. But seeing Ye Wuhen sitting on the spot, his eyes were blind, and suddenly he fell back straight.

Everyone exclaimed constantly, not knowing what had happened for a while, Zhang Qinglian's figure flicked, and quickly supported Ye Wuhen, seeing his face dull, his eyes turbid, and obviously injured.

This is one of the most proud disciples of his life. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel angry, and his killing intention flashed in his eyes, and he hit Xiao Chen with a palm.