With a calm expression, he sat in front of the guqin, put his hands on the strings, and began to play softly. The sound was very melodious and cheerful, but there was also a hint of sadness in it. Then the style of the painting suddenly changed, and it suddenly turned into a bleak and fierce place.
Arriving at this desolate place, Gao Qing, who was listening intently, had sweat all over his eyes. A flash of light appeared in his mind: the scene of a white figure holding a long sword and walking through the sea of blood and corpses. For a moment, he was horrified.
Without any hesitation, Long Xiangtian started to work continuously. His fingers moved, and suddenly, the mood changed from bleak and murderous to a tragic and majestic state. Suddenly, a recorder appeared next to him, and streams of air entered it and began to play. The sound was very beautiful, which made people feel very happy.
After the joy, there was silence as if everything had stopped, and then suddenly, the busyness resumed. However, it was a state of running. For a moment, Gao Qing seemed to have heard something.
He reached out and pinched the drink on the table, put it to his mouth, gulped it down, grinned and chuckled, thinking to himself: "So that's how it is, it seems that Long Xiangtian is also a man with a story."
Long Xiangtian naturally didn't know this. He was immersed in his own world of music. Unconsciously, he saw the surrounding environment filled with the singing of birds. It was a wonderful feeling. He didn't know how much time had passed before the sound of the piano became calm.
Long Xiangtian took a deep breath, chuckled, shook his head and said, "Sorry, I'm so embarrassed! Ladies, please play."
Having said this, he turned around and sat cross-legged on the side. He reached out and took a piece of wood and began to scrape it slowly. It fell into the incense burner. A spark fell from his fingertips and slowly burned.
The girls in this brothel are all talented, and the music they play is also quite nice. Long Xiangtian chuckled, shook his head, leaned on the railing beside him, looked sideways at the sky outside, smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, I don't know, you used to be a local here and never went out?"
"Yes, I have never been out, and I can't go out, because I have adapted to this place. If I go out, I can't stand the pressure of the avenue." Gao Qing smiled bitterly and sighed as he said this. Long Xiangtian closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "Actually, outside is different from here."
"Why is it different?" Gao Qing was very curious. After all, he had traveled all over this world. He could clearly see what the world barrier looked like. He even knew that outside this world was a land of desolation and there was no existence that could allow them to survive.
Long Xiangtian reached out and took out a jug of wine, uncorked it, gulped down a big gulp, grinned and said, "In the outside world, the night sky is dotted with stars, very beautiful, with a big bright sun, blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and clear waters. The area is very vast, vast and boundless, but still has boundaries. However, beyond the boundaries are other worlds!"
"Yearning, unfortunately, I can't see it, hahaha, and in this world, at most, I can only reach the peak of the fourth level of the Soul Tempering Realm. It is impossible to reach a higher level. Many years ago, I have already reached the current level!" When Gao Qing said this very bitterly, Long Xiangtian sighed and said softly: "The development of a world is the change of quality caused by quantity, so it is not impossible, but the number is too small to cause a stronger traction."
"But, there are so many monks coming from the outside world, why is it still like this?" Gao Qing asked this question with a puzzled look on his face as he looked at Long Xiangtian, who was wearing a white robe. He stopped drinking and put down the wine jug in his hand and looked at Long Xiangtian seriously.
"Because, they are not born in this world, so they cannot be recognized by this world!" Long Xiangtian said this with a chuckle, shook his head and said: "Also, this world's tolerance is not enough. If it is strong enough, the tolerance is enough. There are gods in our world, so this is the gap."
"Yes, we still need to make the people in this world stronger. The outside world is still the outside world after all." When Gao Qing said this, Long Xiangtian shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly. He took a sip of wine, shook his head, and wasted time quietly.
"Brother, can I know how high your alchemy level is?" When Gao Qing asked this question with some doubt, Long Xiangtian chuckled, shook his head and said: "If it is just the ability to refine pills, I am not much different from the Alchemy God. If it is the realm, there is a big gap."
"Dan, Dan God? Are you sure?" When Gao Qing asked this question with a look of disbelief on his face, Long Xiangtian chuckled and said, "Dan God, also known as Senior Dan Wang, is one of my masters. He is currently fighting outside the domain."
"I see. I was wondering why you, with a master like the God of Alchemy, would be hunted down and killed by others, instead of just ignoring the consequences." Gao Qing said this, and then he sighed and said, "I tried to go to your world before, but failed!"
"Why?" Long Xiangtian asked doubtfully, and Gao Qing said softly, "Because there is only an entrance here. Didn't you notice that you can't find the exit?"
Long Xiangtian opened his eyes wide, swallowed his saliva, and said in shock: "It seems so, what's going on?"
"Because this place is basically a place of exile, a place abandoned by people." When Gao Qing said this, Long Xiangtian became a little serious for a moment. His eyes flickered, and he shook his head and said softly: "Wait for me for a while, I'll go out and take a look at the situation."
When Long Xiangtian said this, he flew up directly, and suddenly, he flew directly towards the sky with great force. Suddenly, he realized that the surrounding environment at this time was also hazy and he could not fly to the edge at all.
About two hours later, Long Xiangtian stood there in a daze, looking at the layers of seals, staring blankly at what was in front of him.