The Legend of Futian

Chapter 88: One song for the world

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Ye Futian walked out slowly and came to the center of the square. Countless eyes fell on him. There was no need to say anything about the younger generation. Ye Futian had already proven his strength. The older generation also paid attention to Qin Mo. Now that he has become a useless person and returned to Donghai City, how talented is his disciple

I saw Ye Futian placing Guqin Duyou in front of him, and then slowly sat down. At this time, he was wearing white clothes, and his whole person had an outstanding temperament, like a jade tree facing the wind.

Lin Xiyue stared at Ye Futian's figure with her beautiful eyes, took a deep breath, and was slightly confused. She once thought that he was just an ordinary piano player who went to Prince Luo's Mansion to see the world. However, Ye Futian showed his talent in the first battle, and today she heard that he had already studied in Donghai. Gong defeated Zhou Mu, so how outstanding is the handsome figure in front of him

Father Lin next to him glanced at her. In fact, he knew the news about Ye Futian's defeat of Zhou Mu, but he did not tell Lin Xiyue that this girl seemed to be interested in the young man, and Ye Futian was a disciple of Qin Demon. , and offended Painting Saint and Ziwei Palace, the future road may be very tortuous, not to mention, he already has a girlfriend, she is the one from the Nandou family, and he does not want his daughter to fall into it. Increase sadness.

Mu Hong also stared at Ye Futian, but his eyes were slightly gloomy.

Ye Futian raised his head and glanced at the setting sun in the sky, with a smile in his clean eyes, and slowly said: "This song is composed by me, the name is Hero."

As soon as he finished speaking, he could see his hands playing the piano, his fingertips sliding among the strings, and the melodious music slowly came out.

"He didn't challenge anyone, he just played the piano music." Everyone's eyes flashed. However, the purpose of today is to see outstanding disciples show their talents. It does not necessarily have to challenge others. For the piano demon disciples, piano music, It is a means of expression, so there is no problem.

Soon everyone stopped thinking about it. The music sounded for a moment, and then they were immersed in a wonderful artistic conception.

The music was cheerful and bright at first, and as the music hit their ears, a picture appeared in their minds involuntarily, as if they saw a handsome young man, with a pure heart, studying under his teacher.

The young man has outstanding talent and is deeply loved by his teacher. After receiving his true education, his talents gradually emerge.

The music gradually becomes elegant and melodious, giving people a heart-thumping feeling, which is the feeling of falling in love.

Everyone involuntarily entered that artistic conception. The young boy who was studying gradually grew up. He had a beloved woman and fell in love. It was as if his heartbeat could be heard in the music.

The moving and melodious tune continued to change, becoming deeper and heavier, and the love affair was opposed, as if it was criticized by thousands of people.

Some big shots frowned. Is the artistic conception expressed by this piece of music his own or his teacher Hua Fengliu

The sound of the piano changes again, and the boy who once was has grown up and is famous, but his obsession is still the same. He wants to be with the woman he loves, even if everyone in the world is against it, even if he is doomed, he will not hesitate.

The music gradually became louder, and the protagonist in the music seemed to be fighting against fate, facing everything alone, but in the end, he failed.

The sound of the piano turned lifeless, like a hero in his twilight years.

Just when everyone thought that the piano music was about to end, the lifeless piano music actually regained its vitality. It was no longer passionate and heroic, but as calm as water, like a change of mood. Everyone seemed to see the protagonist in the piano music going through many vicissitudes, cultivating his moral character, but still remained the same. Remembering your old friends and homeland until you return there, facing the changes in the world, taking them calmly, and becoming a hero even in defeat.

When the notes stopped beating and the music gradually dispersed, everyone seemed to be still immersed in the artistic conception and unable to get out, especially the young people. The sound of the piano seemed to have a wonderful magical power.

In the direction of Wuqu Palace, Tang Lan's eyes were slightly moist. He looked at the useless Hua Fengliu beside him. There was a faint smile on his handsome face. This guy was actually able to compose his own music. , and played his whole life.

Many big shots looked at Ye Futian. They naturally understood the meaning of the artistic conception of the piano sound. This was a piano music given to the piano demon. He used the piano music to reveal his teacher's life. Although he did not fight, this song When he came out, he was already much better than the piano demon back then. No one dared to despise him.

Mu Hong narrowed his eyes and stared at Ye Futian. No wonder Hua Fengliu would beg him for this disciple. Sure enough, it was another Hua Fengliu.

"Who is this music for?" At this time, Prince Luo Junlin, who was sitting on the main seat in the direction of Ziwei Palace, asked.

"Go back to your highness and play for my teacher." Ye Futian put down his fingers from the strings, looked up at Luo Junlin and said with a smile.

"The artistic conception is sufficient, but the sharpness is not enough, and the real magic of piano music is not revealed in it. Since you have such piano skills, you can also play a song for me today." Luo Junlin said, Ye Futian looked at this person As a prince, since the other party said this, he couldn't refuse. He couldn't help but nodded and said: "Okay, I can't create my own Qinyin spell, it can only be the music of my predecessors."

"Okay." Luo Junlin nodded lightly.

Ye Futian lowered his head, played the piano again with both hands, plucked with his fingertips, the strings trembled, and a note broke through the air, like thunder, majestic.

"This song is popular all over the world."

As Ye Futian's words fell, the notes jumped, and in an instant, everyone felt the power of swallowing up mountains and rivers.

Many people's eyes flashed with sharpness. This son was simply a genius. As soon as the song came out, everyone knew that this song must be composed for the prince Luo Junlin.

A terrible storm of piano music gathered around Ye Futian's body, like a stormy sea, with magnificent waves.

At this moment, with the playing of the piano, different scenes flashed through everyone's minds. There were wolf smoke and emperors going to the battlefield and conquering all directions; there were also kings riding on dragons, traveling around the world, and being worshiped by thousands of people;

One song, the country is picturesque.

"Some people come up." Luo Junlin said lightly. Hua Xiang looked at the master of Ziwei Palace and gave instructions. Then, many disciples from Ziwei Palace stepped out and walked towards Ye Futian.

However, their pace was extremely difficult, and the music of the piano kept floating in their ears, making them feel that they did not dare to resist.

The spiritual energy gathered around their bodies and they continued to step out, but at this moment, the sound of the piano was still rising, as if it was about to break through the sky, and the blue clouds were rising straight up.

At this moment, Ye Futian's body seemed to be covered with a layer of sacred luster, and he was arrogant, like a young emperor.

He represents the world.

A shocking picture appeared in everyone's mind, as if they saw a vague figure standing high above, wearing imperial robes and a crown, walking towards them step by step, commanding the world, making them feel like surrendering.

Looking at the disciples of Ziwei Palace, as they walked towards Ye Futian, some of the weak ones were not mentally strong enough, and they were lying on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, faintly wanting to express their surrender to Ye Futian.

Then, several people knelt on the ground under the influence of the storm of piano sounds, as if they were controlled by the piano sounds, worshiping the emperor.

"Boom." A terrifying edge flashed in the eyes of some big shots. Feeling the young man's grace at this moment, violent waves arose in their hearts. They felt something was wrong.

This piece of music was played by Prince Luo Junlin, but the person who played it was Ye Futian himself. At this moment, he was like a high and mighty emperor. Prince Luo Junlin was facing him, and the two of them seemed to be facing each other.

Moreover, the peerless elegance displayed by the young man in white at this moment truly had the power of an emperor, completely natural. Was this brought to him by the sound of the piano, or was it something he was born with

Lin Xiyue's beautiful eyes were stunned, and she was absent-minded for a while. At this moment, Ye Futian was even more dazzling and unparalleled than the one he played at Prince Luo's Mansion that day. Not to mention the painting saint disciple Zhou Mu, it seemed that even the prince Luo Junlin was like this characters with whom he can also be compared.

Mu Hong's heart was also filled with turmoil. Qin Mo Hua Feng Liu unexpectedly accepted such an outstanding disciple. Moreover, he even tried to become his disciple, but was rejected by him.

"This guy can't be more restrained." Yi Xiang cursed in a low voice. He didn't want Ye Futian to participate in the Seventh Palace Conference. He was too sharp, which was not a good thing. Now that Hua Xiang and the prince are here in person, he wants Ye Futian even more Keep a low profile, and then go to the royal city to find Zuo Xiang to attend the Tingfeng Banquet.

"Some people are born like this." Hua Fengliu said calmly. Not many people in the world knew Ye Futian's secret, but he and Yu Sheng knew that the descendant of Emperor Ye Qing was destined to be an extraordinary person. When he played some music, When the time comes, his temperament will be revealed. Perhaps even he himself doesn't know that Prince Luo Junlin asked Ye Futian to play a piano piece for him. This piece of music is very suitable for the world.

But the same song Tianxia made Ye Futian show his imperial aura. It was not intentional, nor was it attached to the sound of the piano, but he was born with it.

Hua Fengliu could vaguely guess that Ye Futian might have an amazing life experience.

At this moment, in the direction of Ziwei Palace, at the top position, Luo Junlin's body slowly stood up.

Then, everyone saw him stepping out, stepping down from his position, walking step by step towards the center of the square, towards Ye Futian.

People of the same type can often feel each other's aura more easily. Luo Junlin, he is like a destined king. Everyone in South Dou Kingdom knows that he will rule the world.

At this moment, Luo Junlin felt a temperament similar to his own from Ye Futian's body, an imperial temperament.

The sound of the piano reached a climax, then subsided until it stopped, and Luo Junlin also walked across from him.

Countless eyes fell on the two of them. Yi Xiang and Hua Fengliu were even a little nervous. Staring at that scene, Luo Junlin, as the prince, should not attack Ye Futian because of a piece of piano music. This is what he asked Ye Futian to do. Played by Futian.

"You follow me, and I will hold the throne in the future, and you will be the prime minister." Luo Junlin stared at Ye Futian and said, with just one word, there was deathly silence between heaven and earth.

I hold the throne and you are the prime minister!

(End of chapter)