Heavenly Lord Asura

Chapter 78: Yunji (3)

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Han Tian was unconvinced: "He's so stupid? He wants talent but doesn't have talent, wants handsomeness but doesn't have talent, wants literary talent but doesn't have literary talent. Who would be so stupid to like him?"

"Junior brother is still as humorous as ever, and he is still so narcissistic. Well, it sounds narcissistic at best, and shameless at worst, haha!" The crowd cheered, talking and laughing.

"Junior brothers and sisters..."

Huo Chanzi stood up, picked up the wine glass, and said loudly: "We are all practicing in seclusion on weekdays and rarely meet each other. I have never met many of you. I apologize for my brother. Now everyone When we gather together, why not raise a glass to the bright moon and drink from the glass to commemorate this rare night. "

"Senior Brother Huo Chanzi is right. It's rare for everyone to get together. We won't go home unless we get drunk tonight." Everyone stood up and raised their glasses to drink together.

"Senior Brother Yanyangzi, thank you for your hospitality. I will drink first as a token of respect, Senior Sister." Luo Shenzi had a red face, held the wine glass in her jade hand, placed it in front of her red lips, and spat lightly. Her appearance was charming, and all the men present wanted to Turn into the wine glass and the poinsettia lips.

Wutian nodded slightly, raised his glass and drank it all, and then continued to barbecue. There were too many people, and one ancient relic was not enough!

"Brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters, let's raise a glass and drink together..."

The aroma of wine spread thousands of miles, and hundreds of people drank it together.

There was a blush on everyone's face. They are all cultivators, and there are many major cultivators. Normally, no matter how much wine they drink, they will not be drunk, but it is different at this moment. The beautiful scenery and the festive season are not refined with essence, and they just let nature take its course.

Shan Youde stood up, his fat body trembling wildly: "Brothers and sisters, tomorrow is the day when endless experience begins. I wish you all the best to fight bravely in all directions and return with glory!"

After the words fell, the scene suddenly became quiet. All the direct disciples put down their wine glasses and frowned, looking worried.

Shan Youde saw that the situation was not going well, and wanted to slap himself hard. Why didn't he open a certain pot? The endless experience can be said to be a nightmare for direct disciples. Every time it ended, most of them were killed or injured, and many were demoted to true disciples. number.

Just imagine, a genius who has always been aloof and looked down on others suddenly changes his identity and is bossed around by someone he once looked down upon. Who can accept this kind of thing

Moreover, other disciples will point fingers behind his back, and he will be a laughing stock for the rest of his life.

"I'm a fucking pig!"

Shan Youde scolded himself in his heart.

"Junior brothers and sisters, tonight is the New Year's Day. Everyone should be happy and spend this night happily. Leave the troubles to later." Huo Chanzi smiled, as if there was a kind of magic, and everyone suddenly smiled. We drove away, chatting and laughing, toasting and drinking.

Wutian's pupils shrank, Huo Chanzi was not a simple person. Just a simple sentence could make everyone feel at ease and throw away their worries, which is enough to show that this person's status and reputation in the sect are very high.

Huo Chanzi said: "Junior Sister Luo Shenzi, I heard that your piano skills are as good as the sounds of nature. I wonder if I can reward you tonight by playing a piece so that everyone can enjoy it."

"As long as everyone doesn't dislike it, of course I am willing." Luo Shenzi said with a smile.

"Ever since I heard my senior sister's piano playing five years ago, I still have endless aftertaste and am addicted to it."

"The beauty of the sound played by my senior sister is unmatched by anyone in the world. It is an honor for us to hear it again today."

Everyone was invited, and they seemed to like Luo Shenzi's playing.

"Then I'll show my shame."

Luo Shenzi smiled slightly, waved his jade hand gently, and a burst of light erupted. The items on the table floated up and stopped in mid-air without falling.

This move made everyone full of praise. There are very few disciples in the sect who can control it to such an exquisite level.

The little girl walked away consciously, came to Wutian, and sat on his lap, with a blush on her cheeks. She was so cute!

As the light flickered, a guqin appeared on the table, three feet and six inches long, made of bones, smooth and round. According to what everyone said, this is not an ordinary monster bone, but a back bone taken from an unknown ancient relic. It is harder than the essence of iron rock.

This is a spiritual harp, carefully refined by Luo Shenzi. It can attract the essence of heaven and earth and turn it into attacks. It is a powerful spiritual weapon.

There are many broken patterns on the surface of the piano, like the patterns on the belly of a snake, but they do not affect the beauty at all. There are precious brilliance flowing on it, hazy, and there is a rare spirituality!

This qin is made of seven strings. The roots are as thin as ox hair, shining with rays of light. They are made of the meridians of the golden beast. It is very tough and cannot be broken by a person in the rebirth stage with all his strength. Moreover, it is very smooth and does not hurt the hand.

Putting her jade hand on the strings, Luo Shenzi closed her eyes and calmed down. After a moment, she opened her beautiful eyes, smiled at everyone, and started to play with her ten fingers.

"Ding dong..."

Like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate, bursts of beautiful piano sounds came out.

Luo Shenzi's white clothes are flowing, her silky black hair is flying, and there is a faint smile on her beautiful face. She is like a fairy, otherworldly!

Her ten fingers were as soft as fine grass, and she played the seven strings as she pleased. The sound was light and clear, delicate and soft, and the aftertaste lingered in the world. Everyone relaxed and indulged in this wonderful music.

"Chirp!"

Thousands of birds came to the court, all attracted by the sound of the piano, and stopped on the surrounding trees. They all closed their eyes and indulged in it.

"Ding dong..."

The sound of the piano is elegant and elegant, just like the sound of nature, which makes people fascinated. There is a hint of sadness in it, as if someone is singing, telling the past, making people feel melancholy and unable to extricate themselves!

Everyone was intoxicated, and the expressions on their faces moved with the sound of the piano. They were sometimes laughing, sometimes sad, and sometimes in tears.

The same is true for the little girl. The sound of the piano enters her ears, and the acquaintance with her brother makes her colorful life in the past few months emerge one by one. It also awakened the memories deep in my mind, the appearance of my father, the twelve years of loneliness, and the vague and incomplete family!

Gradually, her tears fell.

Feeling the cold tears, Wutian hugged her into his arms, hoping that the tenderness of his arms could soothe the young heart and at the same time soothe his own uneasy mood.

He stared at Luo Shenzi. He was neither happy nor sad, carefree, but could play such an amazing piece of music. It seemed that deep down in his heart, he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface. There must be an indelible memory.

After all, he has gone through countless hardships, life and death training, and now has strong strength, enough to look down on the younger generation of Qinglongzhou. However, the grandfather who loves him the most is no longer there. Heaven and man are separated forever, and all his efforts are seen by his grandfather. not see.

The whereabouts of his parents are unknown, his life and death are unknown, and he doesn't even know what they look like. Sometimes Wutian wonders, if he passes by his parents one day, will he recognize them as his biological parents? Maybe you can’t recognize it!

Grandpa passed away, taking away his love. Now he is an orphan, alone and lonely, but who will understand

He has never experienced father's love or mother's love. He doesn't know what it feels like. Is it warmth? Or care? Or giving? Or is it loving kindness

He doesn't understand, he really doesn't understand, this is too far away and unfamiliar to him!

"Brother, don't be afraid. You still have Shishi, Xiaotian, Xiaoyi, Xiaobaobao, and your friends from Angel Peak. We will always be with you, so that you will no longer be lonely and alone!"

Shishi looked at him and reached out to wipe away the tears that he had unconsciously shed.

Yes, what else am I dissatisfied with? I once had my grandfather's love, and it was a beautiful memory. Now I have Shishi and Xiaotian by my side. I am never alone.

"Zhengzheng..."

Suddenly, the sound of the piano changed, becoming profound and powerful, like the sound of a bell, with a ringing texture.

Luo Shenzi is as beautiful as a fairy, with delicate and shiny skin, flawless and dirt-free. But at this moment, while playing with ten fingers, the melody danced on the fingertips, adding a murderous momentum.

This is a kind of artistic conception, hold your head high, never look back, and move forward courageously!

She seemed to be telling everyone with the sound of the piano that although the endless experience is difficult, everyone here is the genius of the sect. They should rush forward bravely, ride the wind and waves, trample all difficulties under their feet, and walk out on a sunny road.

Everyone's emotions were infected, and fierce auras burst out of their bodies and soared into the sky. They were fearless and fearless, as if they were going to break the sky!

The boundless starry sky, the bright moon hanging high, and the stars shining brightly.

Above the nine heavens, mist spread across the sky, and the strong wind was sharp and violent, destroying everything. Meteorites swooped in from a distance, but instantly turned into powder and scattered in the air!

If such a terrifying strong wind falls on the earth, it will shatter mountains and rivers, destroy all living beings, and everything will be reduced to nothing.

However, a dark figure stood firmly in the strong wind. The cold wind blade seemed unable to bring any harm to him. Even before the strong wind came close to his body, it was crushed by black mist and dissipated invisible. …

This man was eight feet tall, with long black hair. He was not very tall, but rather thin, but it was as if there was an ancient ferocious beast lurking in his body, releasing such terrifying power that the stars in the sky were shaking!

Especially those eyes, which are as black as ink, as deep as a black hole in time and space, and as sharp as the eyes of the sky, seeming to be able to penetrate the heaven and earth and peer into the origin of the world!

The man held a letter in his hand, standing proudly in the sky, looking down at the vast earth, and his last gaze fell on Yan Zong.

He seemed to be looking for something, his eyes swept across the entire Yan Sect, and then settled on a certain place.

What he was looking at was the thatched house.

Although he is above the Nine Heavens, he can clearly see the scenery of the earth. How strong is he? !

After scanning everyone one by one, the man locked his gaze on Shishi, and a smile appeared on his face.

Full of doting and kindness, it is a smile that can only be shown when facing close relatives.

Finally, his eyes fell on Wutian, and a trace of surprise appeared in his deep eyes.

"Physical cultivation...Nine-Nine Extreme Realm...Perfect Realm...Maybe you are the best candidate." The man muttered, and then looked at Shishi again, and the figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a weak voice that echoed in Jiutian above.

"Maybe this kind of life will make you happy, make you happy..."

No one noticed the man in Jiutian, not Wutian, not Shishi, not Luo Shenzi and Huo Chanzi, not even the nearly one hundred direct disciples, not even the two sect leaders who were playing chess in the main hall of the sect.

With endless mystery, disappear into the sky!

The sound of the piano stretches in all directions, sometimes it sounds light and elegant, but when everyone is intoxicated, the strings often vibrate, suddenly high and powerful, full of passion, and arouse everyone's mood, giving them a different kind of emotion.

(End of chapter)