The sound of the zither flew out of Chu Bi Rou's heart. Even if she tried to calm her mind and remove all distracting thoughts, she still couldn't resist the sound of heaven and earth.
Chu Bi Rou's calm expression turned into panic. She made up her mind, "If I let the sound of the zither guide me, I will definitely go crazy. Even if I get seriously injured, I have to stop playing immediately. "
Unfortunately, although her mind was clear, she couldn't stop the movements of her hands. It was as if there was a pair of invisible hands pressing down on her fingers, gently and domineeringly forcing the iron flute to dance along with the sound of the zither.
At first, most of the spectators couldn't hear the sound of the zither. When the zither and the flute played together, the sound came from the heart. In an instant, it was clear and clear. Their bodies and selves were forgotten, and they were brought into a strange and mysterious world by the sound of the zither.
In the vast sea, there was a lonely Penglai Celestial Mountain. The seawater surged and the waves reached the sky. The forest was lonely. There was no one around, but a flock of birds kept crying. Although it broke the absolute loneliness, it made people feel even more desolate.
However, this desolation had no reason to look at it. It carried an eternal sadness. As the seawater hit, it washed the hearts of the people.
Ye Zhi's face was full of tears. He unconsciously recited softly, "In the cave of Wei, the river flows in the river. The boat passes away, but the immortal doesn't return. My heart moves to Penglai Mountain. Wuqin hurts the palace, but the immortal doesn't return. "
It turned out that the zither piece played by Fu Tianjun was the long lost "Narcissus Drill". It was said that a long time ago, the young Boya learned how to play the zither from the great zither player Cheng Lian. He studied for three years and learned every move of the zither to perfection. However, he couldn't reach Cheng Lian's state of "spiritual loneliness and emotional single-mindedness".
Therefore, Cheng Lian brought Boya to the foot of Mount Penglai and let Boya stay on this mysterious and unpredictable sea. Finally, Boya comprehended the unparalleled realm of music and created the celestial song "Narcissus Chant".
Ziwei's Dao heart was persevering, and his extraordinary willpower was instantly activated. He chased away the zither music in his heart, and when he looked at the battle again, he frowned slightly, "Chu Birou is in the middle of the battle, and her mind has already been distracted. It seems that if Fu Tianjun doesn't stop playing the zither, she will be lost in the Illusory Sea of Zither Sounds forever. "While thinking, he separated a wisp of Genuine Qi and patted Xu Lianghu's shoulder.
Xu Lianghu's body shook as he came back to his senses. He held his forehead and sighed, "Amazing! Heavenly Lord Fu did not say anything, but he secretly used his bewitching method. Not only did he force Fellow Daoist Chu into such a situation, but he also brought me into the endless zither music without me noticing. "
He then cast his gaze on Hua Nishang, who was standing a hundred feet away. Seeing that she was deep in thought, he couldn't help but ask, "My dear niece, I really don't understand what kind of trick Fu Tianjun is playing. It's obvious that he doesn't have any True Qi in his zither, so why is Fellow Daoist Chu suddenly being controlled by him? I hope that you can clear up my doubts. "
Hua Nishang revealed a look of admiration and sighed, "Now I know that Heavenly Lord Fu wasn't exaggerating. His Dao of Music is indeed superior to the world of mortals. Although his zither music doesn't have any True Qi, the words have a high level, and the music has a wonderful sound. It's like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, and a hundred beasts paying homage to the king. Once the zither music moves, all sounds will bow down. Alas, although my master is very good at understanding the music, she is still at a disadvantage. "
Hua Nishang's willowy eyebrows slightly trembled. She couldn't help but think, "Heavenly Lord Fu's zither skills have reached perfection. I'm afraid that even the founder of the Wonderful Sound Sect, Miao Yin Zi, would have to admit defeat. Heavenly Lord Fu said that the Wonderful Sound Sect had gone astray by using music to kill people. In fact, there is some truth to it. For hundreds of years, the disciples of the Wonderful Sound Sect have been proficient in hundreds of sounds. However, in order to cooperate with the Sound Seeking Art, they have to use True Qi to control the music. It's inevitable that they have to use True Qi to create new lyrics. It's impossible for them to play the 'Narcissus Mantra'. "
Suddenly, she heard Xu Lianghu say, "Virtuous Niece, Daoist Chu's situation isn't good. In my opinion, you're a disciple of the Wonderful Sound Sect and a junior. Even if you use music to help your master, you can't bully her. "
Hua Nishang said, "I also have the same thought. But now isn't the time."
Xu Lianghu couldn't help but be startled. He secretly thought, "Chu Bi Rou is being restrained by the zither music. She's dancing with joy and has lost her bearing. She's in a precarious situation. However, her precious disciple can still sit still."
"Clang! Clang! Clang! " After about half a cup of tea's time, the melody on the Jade Sky Zither suddenly rose and turned. It bent, stretched, and tilted. It flowed without stopping.
In the world created by the zither music, the whistling waves were calm for a moment. The birds were crying in sorrow, and the birds were singing in joy. The four directions of heaven and earth were bathed in the Great Dao. Thousands of colors came and went one after another.
The people who were affected by the zither music instantly escaped from the lonely sea. They bathed in the Yi Yi, danced in the wind, and felt the peaceful energy of heaven and earth. It was as if they were in a warm spring breeze.
Only Chu Bi Rou, who was perplexed, was affected by the sound of the Yellow Bell. Her mind was in a mess. The iron flute shining with golden light flew out of her hand. She spat out a big mouthful of blood and her body fell to the ground.
"This …" Xu Lianghu saw that Chu Bi Rou had lost in a baffling way. He felt rather helpless. He could only look at Ziwei and see what he would do.
At this moment, "Wuwuwu", the sound of a mournful flute rang out. It was Hua Nishang, who was holding the jade flute and walking slowly towards Chu Bi Rou.
Xu Lianghu couldn't help but shake his head. "Chu Bi Rou has already fallen to the ground. If Hua Nishang makes a move now, it'll be of no use. It's hard to make a sound alone. Could she be more proficient in music than her master? She really doesn't know how to grasp the opportunity. "
Fu Tianjun's Narcissus Drill was coming to an end. When he suddenly heard the unexpected sound of the flute, he couldn't help but feel surprised. He couldn't help but glance at Hua Nishang. Then, he changed the tune and the sound of the zither soared, chasing after the sound of the flute.
"No, this is no longer the Music of the King of Qin Breaking the Array. It's … Breaking the Array!" Hu Qing had just woken up from the gentle sound of the zither. Then, she heard the sound of the flute, which contained infinite sorrow. Xin Jiaxuan's extremely painful love poem appeared in her mind. "Drunk, looking at the sword under the lamp, dreaming of blowing the horn to link the camp. Eight hundred miles away, under the scorching heat of the sun, fifty bowstrings fluttering beyond the Great Wall, soldiers gathering on the battlefield in autumn. The horse flies fast, the bow is like thunder, the string is frightening. Accomplishing the affairs of the world, winning fame in life and death. Pity happens for nothing! "
The sound of the flute borrowed the energy of the King of Qin breaking the array. However, it was only pretending to be generous. It seemed to be full of heroism, but it was full of complaints. With a heroic hero, there was a sorrowful cry. With a brave ambition, there was a sorrowful cry. Even if there was a Ten Thousand Words Strategy for Vanquishing the Armies, it could only be exchanged for a book on planting trees. It could only win the victory of the iron horse in the dream, but it happened for nothing in the mirror.
Fu Tianjun shook his head slightly and sighed. "There's no need to be so sad. The righteous path of the human world is filled with vicissitudes of life. Only by being moderate can it last. "The sound of the zither turned into a sentimental beauty. She quietly hugged the sound of the flute and wiped away the hero's tears.
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