Chapter 1642

The introverted and quiet girl in white looked around, summoned up the courage to go up, held her breath, closed her eyes and sat in front of the piano.

A melodious melody rings out slowly.

The music is very gentle and quiet, like a wisp of breeze gently blowing.

Faintly visible pieces of light clouds slowly stretch, incomparably quiet and peaceful, and like an empty valley orchid slowly blooming, gently sending out the fragrance of their own flowers.

This quiet girl, like water, is really gentle and quiet, even the heart of the piano is so soft and soothing, giving people a feeling of moistening things and silence.

No longer looking at her introverted eyes, the white monk looked down on her.

Her nature is gentle and quiet.

"Your heart is too soft. It's too hard to break, too soft to be weak, and too delicate is not good. This fairyland is so cruel that not everyone will protect you."

Shi YuYan's cold voice still can't hear any feelings. "I have a song" proud bamboo withering "here. You can cultivate your heart by practicing it. If you can combine hardness and softness, your cultivation will be further in the future."

"Thank you for your advice."

The girl in white nodded, her beautiful face full of gratitude.

Chu Chen slightly narrowed his eyes, looking at the green wood guqin, in the heart secretly exclaimed.

There are a lot of good things about Shi Yuyan. It's very rare that she can directly sense people's mind and transform the sound of Qin.

It can sense the mind, and naturally it can hurt people's mind.

If the power of this green wood living Qin really breaks out, I'm afraid it can directly attack the source of human soul. It's a terrible Horcrux.

"This Lingxi boy, you come."

Shi YuYan's eyes crossed the crowd and looked directly at Chu Chen.

This enchantress, unexpectedly name oneself, do not give oneself more observation space, that can only go up.

Chu Chen nodded and coldly went to Qingmu Guqin and sat down.

At this time, all the friars opened their eyes. You know, this little monk of Lingxi was the only one who could play the magic Harp in the initial test.

What kind of tricks will he play this time?

People are very curious.

When Chu Chen came to guqin at this time, the vast power of soul rushed out and walked on the body of Guqin. There was no trace of any spirit.

It seems that this Guqin is just a pure magic weapon. No matter how hard his soul power is, he can't move any small thoughts on this Guqin.

Thinking of this, he was free and easy.

In this case, let the Guqin play by itself!

At this moment, Chu Chen himself had a trace of curiosity, do not know what his heart is like?

With Chu chenduan sitting next to the guqin, closing his eyes and holding his breath, a melodious melody suddenly rings from the green wood Guqin. The seven soft strings tremble slightly, and the melody is incomparably soothing and calm.

Suddenly, the monks seemed to be able to see a quiet stream winding past.

The stream is clear and clear. There are several fish in the water. The bamboo shadow on the water edge is mottled. It looks like a spread out ink painting. It makes people feel quiet in the deepest part of my heart.

This guy's piano heart is so peaceful?

People are surprised that Qin Xin can be regarded as another kind of spiritual cultivation, which is the embodiment of a monk's spirit, will and mentality.

Such a soothing and peaceful music is like a poor scholar who has nothing to ask for in his life.

Suddenly, the sound of the music suddenly changed.

In a flash, a series of passionate music rose up in the sky. It seems that you can see countless Dao lights across the world, and the cold sword light shines on the nine days.

The sharp, passionate and sharp music is becoming more and more powerful. It seems that a large army has spread from afar, and its murderous spirit is exploding. In the opposite, another army came, and the two armies fought bravely in this vast world.

Thousands of troops roared in unison, and the swords and swords tore the void. Just the music rhythm, it gave people a sense of shock as if they were on the scene.

It's as cold as a man's heart.

But this is not the end.

The music is more and more loud and intense. In the air of killing, a vast, ancient but destructive melody suddenly plays!

Boom!!!

All the monks were shocked, and their faces turned pale.

It's hard to imagine that the tender, silky, cyan and white string can make such a burst sound.

The music is still going on. It seems that the sky is collapsing and the earth is sinking. Black storms are sweeping up.

The sky and the earth are dim, dark clouds gather, and the sky is torn by the shining thunder and lightning. The whole heaven and earth seems to have ushered in a great disillusionment and entered the doomsday!Puff, puff

The terrifying sound of Qin carries the real murderous spirit into people's ears and directly bombards people's minds.

At present, a few people can't bear the attack from the source of the spirit and spit out a mouthful of blood.

This is no longer a simple music law. The great destruction and terror contained in the music seems to be solidified into essence, including all the people present to carry out indiscriminate attacks.

Everyone's face is getting whiter and whiter. They feel that their soul is involuntarily sucked in by the horror in the music. Everyone seems to have come to the terrible end of the world!

This is the great collapse of heaven and earth, this is the end of all things, this is indescribable thorough destruction!

Bang!

In a strange sound, Shi Yuyan waves her arms and a white light rushes out. She puts away the green wood Guqin on the jade table.

The stone table is empty!!!

Until this moment, the sonorous and intense music which contains the breath of endless destruction stops abruptly.

When the monks were relaxed, some of them even collapsed to the ground.

Everyone's face on the field had a deep fear and confusion.

What is that?

What is the heart of Qin?

Just a piece of green wood living Qin naturally sends out the sound, how can it have such a terrible artistic conception?

If Guyan is in the end of the world, it seems that all the people in the world can't get rid of the world.

At this moment, the monks looked at Chu Chen with incomparable horror and fear.

This guy, what did he go through?

Why is there such a terrible doomsday heart??

Why is a Lingxi teenager so afraid? Is he here to learn piano or to destroy the world?!

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