After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

The sound of the piano is sluggish.

Ning Que was a little dazed, and a sense of absurdity surged in his heart.

What the hell is this?!

But he took a deep breath and quickly came to his senses. His five fingers were slightly bent, and his hands, like pig's trotters, inexplicably had a bit of beauty. As he played, the surging undercurrent suddenly shrank and merged into one.

Violent vibrations rushed in all directions, and the mountains were piled up one after another, and the spring tide returned.

The sound of the zither is fivefold, those who hear it will be hurt, and those who are hit will die!

If it were before, facing this move, Li Mo could only use his sword as a hammer and break it with force. He didn't even have the chance to dodge and respond with sword skills.

But now, Li Mo clearly felt that as the jade feather whistle sounded, the whistle sound seemed to be entwined with the piano sound.

This is no ordinary whistle...

The ethereal whistle seemed to transform into a blue phoenix that enveloped him. He could now clearly see the flow of the melody, which was also reflected in his heart.

Li Mo suddenly understood the rhythm of music, and the originally complex piano sounds were now clearly visible.

The general principles of Dugu Nine Swords flowed in his heart.

There is a sword in my hand and a sword in my heart.

The sword moves with the heart, guided by the soul. A sword is like a stunning sight from the sky. No one knows where it comes from, but everyone knows where it is going.

...

"We were fighting peacefully, why did Li Mo suddenly whistle?"

"Didn't you notice? After he blew the whistle, he seemed to be able to play the piano with ease!"

"Don't mention it, you really shouldn't mention it. Hey, this song by 'Little Overlord' seems... quite happy. It makes me want to dance."

"Brother, stop dancing. Look over there, your grandma is already dancing on the road."

"Fuck!"

The spectators were still puzzled, but some scholars well versed in the art of music were suddenly shocked: "Blue Luan Instrument?!"

"What is that?" someone asked puzzled.

A Penglai disciple explained:

"That's the instrument the Qingluan clan uses throughout their lives to convey their feelings before meeting their destined person. It's watered with their heart and blood, and is filled with their inexpressible feelings that cannot be understood by outsiders."

"When you play the Qingluan instrument, you will be able to master the art of music to a certain extent without a teacher."

"Of course, this also depends on Qingluan's musical attainments..."

This has always been something that many musicians have been unable to achieve.

This represents the arrival of music, and the unwavering loyalty of a noble and elegant Qingluan...

"Wait, where did Li Mo get this thing?"

I don't know who asked this, but the scene suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Everyone looked at the bright figure on the Feiling platform.

I don’t know how many people have broken their back teeth.

Ying Bing was completely unaware of this, as she was about to face her next opponent.

Today, there are no weak people standing on the stage.

Her group included Yan Tianmiaoxian Tianmiao, sword maniac Xie Xuan (of course, more people now called him the Heaven-Slaying Divine Sword), and Guankong of Longxiang Temple.

"I know I can't beat you, but you keep looking over there. That's really disrespectful to me."

Tian Miao, who participated in the Qianlong Conference for the first time, stood with his hands on his hips helplessly.

“No one keeps watching.”

Ying Bing turned around.

The gentle and peaceful eyes suddenly became cold and indifferent, their sacred and inviolable meaning was obvious.

Tian Miao: “….”

She glanced at the jade plate on her waist, and suddenly she was sweating profusely. Her eyes immediately became clear:

"Actually, it's okay if you look at it for a while longer."

"?"

"This way, my chances of winning can go from zero to a near-zero chance of death." Tian Miao said seriously.

I've barely escaped death! Why bother with respect?

.......

The Heavenly Sword, which had been suppressed for a long time, let out an excited hum and accurately hit the harmony among the intricate rhythms.

Swish, the lofty artistic conception instantly allowed Li Mo to break through a layer, allowing him to move forward.

"Damn it!"

Ning Que felt extremely aggrieved!

This mountain stream is quietly waiting for a soulmate, and there is even a beautiful story about it.

According to legend, the first owner of this zither was called Xi Ning Sanren. Before the Penglai Star Sect existed, he played this tune on Penglai Mountain.

At that time, all the musicians in the world were proud to be able to climb Mount Penglai and meet him, the sage of music. Unfortunately, they were blocked by the sound of the zither and could not enter.

Until one day, Shaoyun, a young man famous for his poetry and songs, was traveling far away and took out his long flute to play with him.

The two became close friends because of their music, but they only met once. Later, one of them died for his country, while the other waited for him all his life.

This is a romantic story full of elegance and poetry....

It also created the beautiful story of waiting for a soulmate among the mountains and flowing water.

What now?

The little overlord came humming that devilish cliché!

Is this the soulmate he's been waiting for? No! Not at all, damn it!

"That's not elegant at all. Don't come over here!"

Ning Que was really angry.

Those invisible notes seemed to become violent when his big pig's hoof was bleeding.

Layers of green waves surround me, like blooming flowers, brewing endless raging waves.

Nine-part performance of Qushui Liushang!

"Well done!"

Li Mo was inexplicably ignited.

It's just music, it will be different for everyone.

Wake up, and enjoy my most dazzling folk song!!

of course.

What’s more crucial is the Heavenly Sword, which is thrust out simultaneously with it.

Li Mo controls the sword with his mind.

The sword light was like autumn water and horizontal waves, cutting through the heart and intention, and pierced the core of Qin Yin Jiu Hui just right.

With this sword, Li Mo's mind was free from the sword and he had taken a huge step forward.

The essence of those chivalrous swords was mixed together at this moment, and he was halfway into the realm of perfection of the Dugu Nine Swords!

tear-

The raging waves dispersed and the sword light stopped abruptly.

It hung between Ning Que's eyebrows, just a layer of paper away.

The emotions are transmitted and received in the heart, so Ning Que's pupils dilated, but he was shocked but not hurt.

"It's over, I... lost, it's all over..."

When Ning Que realized his defeat, his face was filled with shock, like a spoiled young wife.

“…”

Li Mo put away his sword and pondered, as if he had some understanding, and the bits of enlightenment just now flowed through his mind.

After a while, he opened his eyes and saw Ning Que, whose brain seemed to be trembling.

"Brother Ning, didn't you say it's a gentleman's exchange? Losing is just a loss, no big deal..."

"No, you don't understand."

Ning Que held his head in his hands and said, "I am no longer elegant. My noble and graceful music has been ruined by your unrefined music. I am no longer a gentleman."

Li Mo: “….”

What kind of beauty is it that insists on being Xiao Li’s swordsman?

Wow, even the recent experiences have changed. Is the most fashionable national style so powerful?

"Well, that's wrong. Didn't you feel happy when you listened to that song just now?"

“Happiness is happiness, but…”

“Elegant music may be too high to be appreciated by the few, which is good. But if it makes everyone happy, that is also good. Isn’t this also the case with great music that is difficult to understand?”

Li Mo pursed his lips.

Ning Que was stunned and looked down at the stage. He saw a woman in green clothes with melon seed shells all over the ground, twisting her body.

A happy rocker, with the calmness of an old artist.

"Look how happy she is."

"What can one person say..."

"Um, let me introduce her. She is the leader of the Qingluan clan."

“…”

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