As for Ju Yunxiu's own piano music, the previous performance has been clear: it can play a certain role in limiting and weakening Zuo Qingtian, but it is difficult to cause substantial damage, and it can only be regarded as an auxiliary effect. And the bully is that Zuo Qingtian will not be able to withstand these new ways for a while. Once Zuo Qingtian is given time, the effect will probably get worse and worse.
So it doesn't make much sense for her to play by herself.
If it is only about Qin Yi's own flute, he will be a fart. In essence, he is just using this medium to release magic, and the power collapse is quite brutal. If you want to fight against Zuo Qingtian like this, it is better to simply do it. Take a stick to stab it.
But when these two people combine, the effect is different.
There is enough power, and there is enough mystery, and they become one.
The sound of the piano and flute has an effect that I hadn't thought of before... I don't know what kind of situation Zuo Qingtian is in at the moment, whether he will vomit blood...
However, at this moment, Ju Yunxiu and Qin Yi's minds seemed to be no longer purely about suppressing Zuo Qingtian.
Because both of them discovered that when music entered the painting world...there was something more in the painting world.
More sound.
Moreover, in the sound, it brings harmony of the piano and selves, lovesickness of men and women, and love and affection.
There is a very mysterious feeling in the hearts of the two of them, and it is difficult to describe in words.
In the distance, Tassel and Gouzi, who were trying to peep at the woman's quarrel, changed a bit in surprise from the expectant expression on their faces.
Tassel opened his thumb and index finger, touched his chin and pondered: "This feeling... nothing and existence, the beginning of heaven and earth, the mother of all things."
Gouzi held his cheeks: "...the same origin but different names, the same is called Xuan."
The two looked at each other.
An ancient strongest Taiqing, a soul that coexists with living beings.
feel the same...
In the distance on the other side, Ming He whispered to himself: "… Mysterious and mysterious, the door to all wonders."
This one... the spirit of creation of heaven and earth, the incarnation of Styx, the master of a world.
also feel the same.
Qin Yi's ring suddenly began to tremble slightly, and the two stone piers inside seemed to be trembling, and even the spirit of Pixiu could hardly hold it back.
Beside Ming He, there is also a stone pier in Xiyue's ring that is shaking.
It's a pity that this tremor is like a corpse, and everyone just turned their attention to it and stopped...
Stopped…
Qin Yi, whose artistic conception was completely destroyed, shook his ring desperately: "Shake it when you're not in trouble, and persevere when I want you to continue shaking it?"
Shi Dun: "… "
Obviously there will be no response.
Ju Yunxiu also stopped playing the piano and looked at Qin Yi's ring helplessly.
The state just now was actually "unintentional". The two of them were both in love and against the enemy. They even thought about what posture they would use later. They didn't pay much attention to the music itself, but it turned out to be unexpectedly a little bit different. If you want to find that state again, you can't find it if you deliberately seek it.
When he looked at the picture scroll again, Zuo Qingtian, the sun god, was dying.
Ju Yunxiu: "..."
I don't know what energy was invoked, it may also be related to the beating of the stone pier, otherwise even if Qin Yi's mana was added, Zuo Qingtian would not have been killed so easily...
In short, the blood faded, and the picture scroll began to emerge from the peaceful fairy.
The dog hugged his shoulders: "Poor old left. I don't know how to die."
Tassel whispered to himself: "The prestige of the world, the punishment of heaven."
Minghe is also saying: "God's punishment. Be the enemy of one world."
Xiyue asked, "One Realm?"
"Well..." Ming He said in a trance, "similar to the strength of my heyday... The picture scroll itself has not yet reached this level, and it is achieved by adding Qin Yi Wuxiang's complete power. But after all, it is only one realm, not three realms."
Xiyue asked, "What else is missing?"
Ming He shook his head slightly: "I don't know."
"Then what else do you know?"
Ming He turned his head to look at his master speechlessly: "I know that woman is about to break through."
Xiyue tilted her head: "I also broke through."
Xiyue really broke through, she has no phase nine layers, that is to say there is no checkpoint, as long as there is enough energy to complete this layer, that is no phase perfection.
Minghe also broke through, she has no phase seven, and reached the later stage. For her, the seventh to ninth floors are not the same as small levels, and they also belong to the consummation as long as the energy is sufficient.
But these two bugs looked at Ju Yunxiu at this time and felt that the one was more buggy.
When Ju Yunxiu came back, it was just the first floor of Wuxiang.
It's the second floor now.
Just play the piano... It's like taking the wrong medicine.
Of course it's not about playing the piano, it has a lot to do with the changes in the painting world. This kind of understanding of one world is almost like the feeling of creation, and it's not much different from what Qin Yi got when he returned to the world.
Qin Yi squinted at Ju Yunxiu's vigorous growth, and asked carefully, "Do you still want to mess with him?"
Ju Yunxiu closed his eyes and felt his state, then shook his head and said, "Sacrifice slowly, it's not a temporary thing."
The two of them paused for a while, Qin Yi smiled casually, and the flute spun in his hand: "Whether it is a breakthrough or an enemy, I still prefer not to get involved, let's sing a song together?"
Ju Yunxiu's eyes were filled with joy: "Okay."
These two goods, until now, do not know that a group of people are watching.
A slender hand caresses the strings, and a flute is on his lips.
The music resumed, and the spirit birds swayed.
A poor piece of tea leaves turned into a human form from the water, and sat beside him with his knees on his back.
He was bullied so badly that he hid in the water and didn't want to pay attention to Master, but he couldn't help but climb out and listen to the temptation of this music.
Clear tea has already cultivated in the clouds, and other ordinary creatures are even more irresistible.
The sky above the palace is full of birds circling, the branches and leaves of the trees are striving to this side, the fairy clouds are lingering, and the water is singing. It seems that the most spiritual things in the entire palace are gathered here, plundering all the fairy spirits.
"The way of music... is clearly the origin of the world, not a new way." A similar thought appeared in Xiyueminghe's heart: "Shape and sound are the origin of creation. Painting and music, It is its manifestation. Although the previous cognition of the Dao has related laws to grasp, but it has not been used as the fundamental method... This Ju Yunxiu uses this as the fundamental method, and has grasped the original Dao principle."
These are all the top figures of all time, and what they think of at the same time is the theorem.
If Zuo Qingtian knew what they thought, he would have liked them.
Long ago, he had felt the invisible feeling of the big sound and the sound of the elephant, the kind of exile, like being in a chaotic eggshell. That kind of repression at the level of the law, even he could not stand it.
But Ju Yunxiu is still an out-of-this-world temperament after all, so her paintings and music are not focused on aggression, but are mostly supportive and restrictive. If Qin Yi was replaced...
Uh, Qin Yi can't play.
But the same destination, they all entered the meaning of chaos.
The ensemble of the two brought each other the same understanding of blending, and they saw the origin in the sound of music.
"Dao Companion." The onlookers raised the word in their hearts again, so the sour water almost washed away the immortal meaning.
Looking at the two ensemble players, they looked at each other while playing, their eyes became more and more affectionate, and they were almost dripping water, and they looked like they were about to snap on the spot when no one stopped them...
Of course, it doesn't really mean that, but it's just a very happy mood when a true Taoist couple has met each other.
Several years of other love, one song to tell.
A lot of love words need not be said, the flute has finished; don't come to miss, needless to mention, the piano has already told you.
Then the meaning of this, the onlookers still do not understand.
All were smoking.
The song is over. The two continued to look at each other for a while, and slowly Qin Yi's expression was a little embarrassed, and Ju Yunxiu became half-smiling again.
The onlookers didn't realize that, when the sound waves wandered around them, they naturally didn't go to hide and isolate them when they listened to the music, so now Qin Yiju and Yunxiu have already discovered their existence...
"There are guests coming from afar, why don't you come and have a cup of tea?" Ju Yunxiu was making tea with his hands, watching the steam rise, but his words contained a murderous intent: "The real person Xiyue has been in the world for thousands of years, there must be Gao Lun, Yunxiu respectfully awaits Xianyin."