Soon, under the arrangement of the little girl, Gu Qingfeng went to take a bath with the boy from the villa.
To say that this villa is really comfortable, even the bathing place is well-arranged, not only there are hot springs to soak in, but also a light rain formation covering the head. After the formation is in operation, it is like drizzle from the sky. This not only made Gu Qingfeng sigh, but people nowadays really know how to enjoy it.
Think about when I was practicing, the aura in this world was very sparse, and the spiritual veins were all occupied by the big sects, and even the spiritual stones were luxury accessories. Sometimes I was beaten to death in order to compete for a spiritual stone, but now it is better , After a catastrophe, it is like the rebirth of the world, everything begins to recover, spiritual veins are everywhere, and the formation will not feel sorry for the spirit stone when it is running.
People are refreshed on happy occasions, bathing and changing clothes are another spring.
After taking a bath, Gu Qingfeng's mood was greatly relieved. After taking a few vitality pills, although his body was still very weak, it was much better than when he just woke up, and his complexion gradually recovered.
Putting on the new clothes brought by the servant, they fit fairly well, but after putting them on, looking at myself in the bronze mirror, I felt a strange feeling.
In the bronze mirror, he is tall and straight, with long black hair scattered casually, a fair face, with sharp edges and corners, and a pair of narrow eyes, as quiet and deep as an abyss.
Gu Qingfeng touched his face, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Practice has no years.
To be honest, since Gu Qingfeng tempered his body with the Jiuyou Ancestral Fire, it has been a long, long time since he looked in the mirror, and he almost forgot what he looked like after a long time.
"I think back then we were well-known handsome guys in ten miles and eight villages... Now... Oh! I'm old..."
Although he looked like he was in his early twenties, and he was wearing a very young and brand new white dress, he still didn't look like a young man, but only had that kind of deep twilight.
Cultivating the golden elixir can indeed keep you young forever, but you can keep the youth in your appearance, but you can't keep the youth in your heart.
No matter how young the appearance is, it can't hide the traces left by the years in the heart.
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The boy sent a lot of fruits and melon seeds, Gu Qingfeng waited while eating, but after waiting for a long time, Ouyang Ye didn't come over, so he went out for a stroll around because he was bored.
I heard that girl Ouyang Ye said that there seems to be some kind of music festival here. It seems that there are many music masters in the Qingyang area. That's a mess, and it really fits the old saying, it's just playing the piano indiscriminately.
"Can this be called a master? I think that when I first played the rhythm, I played better than this..."
If a mysterious piece of music can play out the artistic conception, it can indeed make people dream back through the ages, but if it can't be played, it is simply tormenting people. After all, rhythm is really easy to arouse a person's spiritual resonance.
There are gardens everywhere in the villa, and there seems to be someone playing the qin in each garden. Gu Qingfeng couldn't help but stop in front of a garden, not because the sound of the qin inside was very beautiful, on the contrary, there was a sound coming from this garden. The sound of the piano is very ordinary, and it sounds like a beginner.
The reason why Gu Qingfeng stopped was because the sound of the piano inside made him feel funny.
The sound of the piano is intermittent, and the player seems to be practicing. Every time he makes a mistake, he will stop, then play again, and make another mistake... Just like this, he made mistakes more than ten times, and the player seems to be very persistent. I keep playing like this, and I keep making mistakes in the same place.
"It's really a muscle..."
Gu Qingfeng couldn't listen anymore, and walked in looking for the sound of the piano. What surprised him was that the player playing the piano turned out to be a seven or eight-year-old yellow-haired girl.
The little girl is not tall, with blue hair, and she looks very cute. She is standing in the gazebo and playing with her head tilted. Maybe she makes mistakes every time. The little girl looks depressed and murmurs. : "Why do I play it wrong every time I come here... Why? My fingering is obviously correct, and the strings are correct... The rhythm is also good. Could it be that the spirit formula is not used correctly?"
Since melody is known as one of the top ten immortal arts, it is not as simple as playing it empty. A beautiful piano piece, if played empty-handed, may be pleasant or heavenly, but if it is played with spiritual power, it is like endowing the piece with a sense of spirituality. Like the soul, it will be more vivid and mysterious. The reason why the melody can deter demons is the effect of infusing spiritual power. A powerful melody is even as powerful as a terrifying supernatural spell.
The little girl is very persistent, and seems a little stupid and cute... She went back and forth dozens of times, and she made mistakes in the same place every time. She was so determined, Gu Qingfeng walked over and smiled: "Little sister, you The fingering is not wrong, the strings and rhythm are also correct, what is wrong is the application of the spirit formula."
"ah!"
Hearing someone talking, the little girl yelled in surprise. When she saw Gu Qingfeng, besides being surprised, the little girl was more shy, her face immediately turned red, and she asked shyly, "You... who are you? !"
"I... I was passing by. I heard you playing the piano and came over to have a look."
The little girl groaned, as if remembering what she said just now, she raised her head again and asked, "Big Brother, what did you just say, did you use the spirit formula wrongly?"
"You used the four-string Shaoyu Jue just now, which is a bit heavy for the tune just now." Gu Qingfeng walked into the gazebo and sat down, and said, "You might as well switch to the stroking and trickling style, and then use the three-stringed small complex Take a look,"
"Switch to the caressing and cascading tricks, and then use the Sanxian Xiaofujue?" The little girl opened the music score in her hand, looked at it, and responded, "But... it's not like this in the music score."
"Musical scores are dead, but people are alive. How will you know if you don't try it?"
The little girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then opened her big eyes and looked at it for a long time, and then played it half-believingly, and when she played the wrong tune just now, she changed her fingering to the stroking and cascading trick, and the magic formula also changed to The Sanxian Xiaofujue did not expect to succeed all at once.
Maybe it was unexpected that it would go so smoothly, or maybe it was hard to believe it was true, the little girl tried again, and it succeeded again... The little girl looked at the score and stared at Gu Qingfeng, she couldn't believe it, and even more so I can't figure out why such a tune can be talked about without following the score.
"Big brother, are you the musician here?"
"Me?" Gu Qingfeng shook his head, indicating that he was not.
"Then big brother must be very good at rhythm, right?"
"It's okay, I played for a while before."
"Then the eldest brother must have a high musical attainment, right?"
"Of course." Sitting in the gazebo, Gu Qingfeng raised his legs, knocked on melon seeds, and said with a smile: "I think when we were playing music, if I was the second, no one would dare to be the first, and there would be no one in the world." We don't know how to play the tune."
"Ah! Seriously, big brother, can you play 'Falling Blossoms'?"
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Gu Qingfeng had never heard of this song.
"Then... Ziyun Feiyang..."
Gu Qingfeng shook his head, he had never heard of this piece of music, and then the little girl said more than a dozen pieces of music in a row, but he hadn't heard any of them, looking at the little girl's suspicious eyes, Gu Qingfeng's expression was rather awkward, pondering It's blown up with cowhide.
"Brother, didn't you say that there is no piece in the world that you can't play... Why... You can't even know one of Sister Su Hua's famous songs."
"Who is Su Wei?" Gu Qingfeng thought for a while, but he was very unfamiliar with this name.
"Sister Su Hua is Jin'er's most admired musician!"
Gu Qingfeng thought that Su Hua, who was so troublesome, might be a musician who appeared only in recent years.
"Big brother, what kind of music do you usually play?"
"Usually..."
Gu Qingfeng thought about it seriously, and said: "The songs I usually play may be a bit old for you, I don't know if you have heard them, such as the powerful songs of Moyan Patriarch, Grandma Heiqin, and Sima Xingkong. will play."
"Old Ancestor Moyan, Grandma Heiqin, Sima Xingkong... They are all seniors from ancient times, their songs are too... too weird, Jin'er doesn't like to listen to it." The little girl tilted her head and thought After a while, he blinked his big eyes and said, "Jin'er only likes the songs of those senior masters in the ancient times, and the Empress Shizun and King Chixiao."
"The song of King Chixiao?"
Gu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, grinned, and said, "Don't tell me, I'm best at the songs of Gu Sirius."
"Big Brother!" The little girl frowned, looking suspiciously at her, "You can't even play sister Su Hua's music, and you said you are good at King Chi Xiao's... The king's music is better than Su Hua's." My sister’s songs are much rarer.”
"Hahahaha! If you want to play other people's tunes, I really can't guarantee it, but if you want to talk about Chixiao King's tunes, I can play them casually with my eyes closed... all the songs are in the mood."
"Big brother is bragging again. My grandfather has comprehended the king's song all his life and dare not boast that he can play ten artistic conceptions..."
"What's the matter, you little girl still don't believe it."
Gu Qingfeng stood up, stuffed the spirit fruit in his hand into his pocket, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Big brother, I'm in a good mood today, let me show you a hand." After taking the guqin from the little girl's hand, he tried to play it A few melodies, perhaps because I have touched the piano for a long time, are a bit unfamiliar.
"Big brother, what are you playing? It's a mess, and why don't you play it empty, big brother?" The little girl reminded: "If a piece of music is not infused with spiritual power, it is like having no soul. , there is no life, and the mysterious artistic conception of the song cannot be played at all."
"Hey, since you're not very old, you know quite a lot."
The little girl's guqin belongs to an ancient banana-leaf qin. There are some broken lines on the surface of the qin. It should be some years old. Gu Qingfeng plucked the strings and said: "But not all the songs can only be infused with spiritual power to play out the mysterious artistic conception. , Sometimes an empty bomb can bring out the essence of a piece of music.”
I tried to play a few more melodies, and after I got familiar with it, I started to play. The song I played was 'Drunk Yin Bihai'.
When he was obsessed with the melody, he created many pieces. This piece of Zuiyin Bihai is not the most mysterious of all the pieces, let alone the most artistic. The reason why he wants to play this piece of Zuiyin Bihai is purely because of his love. , Second, his current situation is similar to the situation when he created this song "Drunken Yin Bihai".
Back then, he was young and frivolous, offended many people, was injured countless times, and lost his cultivation eight or nine times. Once, he was besieged by the masters of the Immortal Dynasty, and his primordial spirit was exhausted. Nearly died, during those days he had been hiding in Bihai drinking, that's why he came up with this drunken song Bihai later.
What now.
He was judged by the Dao of Heaven, the foundation of the Dao was destroyed, the throne of the Immortal Demon was taken away, and his cultivation base was gone... It was as if he had returned to the beginning.
Now, after so many years, when I replay this Drunken Yin Bihai, I am filled with emotions.
And this is precisely the most wonderful part of the rhythm, which can easily seduce memories and touch the deepest emotions in the heart.
This is also the fundamental reason why Gu Qingfeng was obsessed with rhythm back then.
At the end of the song, my thoughts flew back from that year.
Gu Qingfeng let out a breath, shook his head slightly, a little dissatisfied: "I haven't played this thing for a long time, and I really can't find the feeling of the past for a while."
The little girl next to him has been listening carefully, her small face is very surprised, staring at Gu Qingfeng with big eyes, her eyes are like looking at a monster, she stands there in shock as if she has lost her soul.
"An eye-opener! What an eye-opener!"
A voice of exclamation came, and Gu Qingfeng looked over, only to see an old man standing in the garden at some point.