Ye Futian carried Yu Sheng on his back and walked on the mountain road, stepping on the white snow.
The invisible force of suppression is hanging down, everywhere, trying to crush people.
He smiled bitterly and walked hard. Compared with this pressure, evil thoughts had less of a strong impact on him. Although he had not fully recovered, the emperor's will was always there, and his will was firm and unshakable. It was not easy for evil thoughts to corrode him. .
Yu Sheng slept very hard. He led him and Ye Wuchen forward for several days in a possessed state. He also fought with Fozi. He exhausted his strength and was in a state of fainting. However, this was also beneficial. He would not Sensing the existence of that evil thought, as long as he carries it on his back, he can go up to Tianshan Mountain with him.
"Almost." Ye Futian raised his head and glanced. The top of Tianshan Mountain was not far away, as if it was very close. For him, this distance was only one step away and he could easily cross it, but this was Tianshan Mountain.
He took another step, leaving deep footprints on the snow. Snow fell all over the sky, and he seemed not to feel the cold. He let the white snow fall on his body and on top of his head as he walked up step by step. Although he walked very hard and slowly, he never gave up. This was also his obsession for the rest of his life. He was possessed by a demon before and still took him up the mountain, just to fulfill his wish.
Hua Qingqing always followed behind. Looking at the back, she was a little amazed in her heart. She naturally understood what kind of pressure she was under, but Ye Futian was able to walk up step by step while carrying someone on his back. What kind of will was this
The two walked in tandem, moving up like a snail, bit by bit, forgetting time and fatigue.
Ye Futian felt a little numb. He didn't know how long he had been walking. When he took the last step and walked to the top of the mountain, he felt like he was in a trance.
He raised his head and glanced at the sky. It was still very high. The vast white snow kept falling from the sky. He stretched out his hand and a snowflake fell on his palm. Ye Futian had a bright smile on his face, as if he was relieved.
The invisible pressure seemed to disappear at this moment, leaving only an endless sense of relaxation.
Looking back, he stood on the edge of the mountain, as if he had a panoramic view of the whole world, and he felt a sense of pleasure in climbing to the top of the mountain.
It is said that there is an invisible aura surrounding the top of Tianshan Mountain, and no one can come up directly from the side.
Closing his eyes, Ye Futian exhaled a breath, then turned around and looked at the scenery on the top of the mountain. The vast white snow covered the top of the mountain. He lifted his steps and walked forward with Yu Sheng on his back. There seemed to be two snowmen there.
The two snowmen were sitting cross-legged with guqins on their knees. They looked attentive, as if they were playing the guqins.
Although it is just a snowman with only its shape but not its appearance, Ye Futian can still feel the otherworldly temperament. The man on the left has long snow-white hair, hanging on his shoulders, and his movements of playing the piano are indescribable and unrestrained. Futian seemed to be able to imagine an extremely chic figure playing there, and at a glance at the other figure, Ye Futian recognized who it was.
This is Emperor Ye Qing.
Since this is Emperor Ye Qing, it is easy to figure out who the other person is. The current co-owner of Eastern China is Emperor Donghuang.
The rumors are indeed true. There is a legend of two emperors on Tianshan Mountain. They once left their footprints here.
In today's era, all the statues of Emperor Ye Qing in Eastern China have been destroyed. It is commendable that the image of Emperor Ye Qing can be preserved here.
Hundreds of years ago, Emperor Donghuang and Emperor Ye Qing played the harp here, drank and sang together, suppressed the demonic birds, and enjoyed grudges. However, why, now that Emperor Donghuang is the lord of the world, there is no longer Emperor Ye Qing in the world.
What happened after the two emperors unified the world
Putting aside the rest of his life, Ye Futian bowed and saluted the snowman statue of Emperor Ye Qing. Although he didn't know what the relationship between Emperor Ye Qing and himself was, they must have a close relationship.
While bending down, Ye Futian's eyes fell on a certain direction on the snow, and then he stepped forward and dug the snow away. Then, he saw a wine gourd.
The wine gourd was not buried deeply by the snow. Could it be that when they climbed Tianshan Mountain, someone had come to Tianshan Mountain to drink
Ye Futian felt a wave of emotion in his heart. He looked around and saw that the Tianshan Mountains were empty, with only the vast white snow and no trace of human beings.
However, who is drinking on Tianshan Mountain
If someone goes to Tianshan Mountain, what level of cultivation will he have
Moreover, there seems to be no bell on Tianshan Mountain. Why do the bells on Tianshan Mountain ring
Ye Futian looked at the two snowman statues in front of him. He faintly felt that there seemed to be a wave of fluctuations in them. He couldn't help but turn his mind around. At this moment, in his sensory world, he actually saw two vivid figures. Emperor Huang and Emperor Ye Qing seemed to have come to life and appeared in his perception.
"Senior." Ye Futian shouted to the statue of Emperor Ye Qing. Emperor Ye Qing had not proclaimed himself emperor hundreds of years ago. He was younger and more bohemian than the Emperor Ye Qing that Ye Futian saw in Tianyao Mountain in Qingzhou City. , free and easy.
As for Emperor Donghuang, he has piercing eyes, black hair shawl, extremely handsome, and his whole body exudes an outstanding temperament.
Ye Futian naturally understood that he did not really see the two of them, but a projection of their will, which in fact no longer existed.
Notes appeared in the mind one after another, beating on the guqin in front of the two people's knees. Each beating note seemed to be imprinted in Ye Futian's mind. Each beating note was reflected in Ye Futian's A musical instrument formed in his mind, and at this moment he had the illusion that he was listening to the music, across time and space, listening to the playing of Emperor Donghuang and Emperor Ye Qing.
Ye Futian closed his eyes, and the picture in his mind became clearer. He seemed to have traveled back in time. In that era hundreds of years ago, when the two emperors were young, they composed a song together on the top of the Tianshan Mountains. They happily grudged each other and composed In the world, they know each other and live and die together.
Such two people, peerless twins, reached the top of China together, but why did everything happen next
Is it because of power
Ye Futian only felt a sense of loss. He opened his eyes, raised his head and looked at the white snow in the sky, and then sat cross-legged.
The soul of the piano appeared and Ye Futian started playing.
The notes beat, and the melodious tune comes out. The sound of the piano is beautiful, cheerful and unrestrained, walking around the world, and gratifying. From the sound of the piano, you can faintly feel that the player traveled the world with a sword when he was young, lived a carefree and unrestrained life, and abided by his own destiny. The heart wants to realize its ambitions without being disturbed by things in the world.
While Ye Futian was playing, in front of the two snowman statues of Emperor Ye Qing and Emperor Donghuang, there were actually notes beating and manifesting.
On the other side, a beautiful figure walked up to the top of the mountain. Hua Qingqing finally arrived here. She looked towards Ye Futian with her beautiful eyes, only to see Ye Futian sitting there playing the piano.
Hua Qingqing likes music. She is a person who loves the piano, so she can naturally appreciate the mystery of the piano sound. The piano sound is so beautiful, there is no trace of impurities in the melodious music, and the artistic conception revealed by the piano sound is so pure, like the sound of nature.
She lifted her steps and walked towards Ye Futian and Yu Sheng step by step, leaving footprints in the white snow.
After a while, she came to Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. She looked deeply at Ye Futian, but did not make a move. She could not bear to interrupt the sound of the piano.
Ye Futian knew she was coming, but he couldn't bear to interrupt. The constantly beating notes came into his mind. He plucked the strings with his ten fingers, using the sound to travel through time and space to feel the mood of Emperor Donghuang and Emperor Ye Qing at that time.
The beautiful and melodious piano music gradually changed, and the music became deeper, revealing a ray of sadness. The unrestrained and unrestrained artistic conception of joy, gratitude, and hatred seemed to cast a shadow. From the piano music, one could faintly feel a ray of struggle and a state of mind. Struggling, their pure and flawless hearts are disturbed, unable to maintain the purity and unrestrainedness of the past, they struggle, want to break all this, they are painful, sad and angry.
The snow is falling heavier and heavier, and it seems that I can also feel the sadness contained in the sound of the piano.
The image of the two emperors playing the harp also appeared in Hua Qingqing's mind. As the music of the harp continued to enter her ears, her monkey enjoyment felt a strong impact, and she was completely immersed in that artistic conception.
When she climbed Tianshan Mountain, she also had inner struggles and thoughts.
The sound of the piano changes again. After the struggle and pain, everything returns to calmness, as if their hearts are as calm as water. They still retain that purity and beauty.
Snowflakes were flying in the air, and Hua Qingqing raised her head. She was obsessed with the piano and naturally understood it. She had never heard such perfect music.
Looking at the beating notes in front of her, Hua Qingqing also sat on the snow. The soul of the piano appeared, and her long and beautiful fingers plucked the strings, playing along with the music played by Ye Futian. There was a faint resonance. The first qin music was played by the two emperors, and the artistic conception was enhanced when they played it together.
On the top of the Tianshan Mountains, the sound of the piano that spans time and space is played amidst the snowflakes in the sky. It is so beautiful.
In the calm music, they could feel the sublimation of the two emperors' state of mind. They were as pure as ever, sticking to their true intentions, but the music gradually became sharper and higher-pitched, as if they were about to sing loudly and roar to the sky.
In the sound of the piano, Ye Futian and Hua Qingqing could not help but integrate all their spiritual power into it. The flying snow was flying in the air, and the spiritual energy was flowing crazily. At this moment, Ye Futian and Hua Qingqing felt that the entire top of Tianshan Mountain was like It has become different. Endless brilliance falls from Tianshan Mountain, and every snowflake is like an artistic conception.
They seemed to see the two emperors playing in the flying snow. The endless golden light dropped from the sky and fell towards the Tianshan Mountains, trying to cover the entire Tianshan Mountains. But what was even more terrifying was the artistic conception and the insistence on one's true heart. , wanting to reach the ultimate artistic conception.
The high-pitched piano sound contained the determination of the emperor. In Ye Futian's body, the light of the emperor shone faintly, and his whole person was integrated into that artistic conception.
At this moment, Ye Futian understood that hundreds of years ago on the top of the Tianshan Mountains, the two emperors had strengthened their beliefs and wanted to reach the top and become the emperors of China. Their music was composing the world!
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