Alchemist Sword Sect

Lu Chen completely pulled Yuluan out of the illusion, but at the moment he looked at the mysterious man and stopped fighting. He was preparing to clean up, but before he could do anything, Lu Chen suddenly discovered that the mysterious man was in an injured coma, and the fire mirror showed that he had automatically programmed an illusion.

This is to seek self-repair and enter the deepest level of consciousness, and the illusion woven subconsciously.

This is a snow-capped mountain. Sitting on this mountain, strong people with extremely high cultivation levels can see the specific situation of most of the human tribes through this.

At this moment, the mysterious man in the impression of Lu Chen and Yuluan was sitting cross-legged and eating at the table.

"It's amazing, I didn't expect your musical talent to be so powerful, you can be said to be the son of heaven."

This mysterious man is only four or five years old, and a beauty with a veil is sitting next to him.

Although she wears a veil, she can also make people feel that vulgar posture. There is a light spirit in the exquisite and vulgarity. The air is laid-back, beautiful eyes are eager, and the air is like orchids, and it is inexhaustible gentleness. people.

The little mysterious man, who is only a four or five-year-old dumpling at the moment, looked at the beauty beside him and squinted his hair with a smile: "That's him."

He opened his eyes and looked at this extremely beautiful beauty. In his little mind, he didn't understand what this human princess meant.

But since then, at the age of four, his fate has changed.

He is just a child born to a human race and an unknown ten thousand race in the human tribe, just born with an extraordinary talent for music. The people who have been living in the tribe are not very good, but they are transparent, because one day the neighbor Ada's flute is accidentally activated, and it will be noticed by the human princess.

But since that day, he has been raised on the sacred mountain and has been taught by the princess and the high priest of the human race. The incense mist on the altar and the music circling in his ears have made him spend a few years.

"——What is the Chosen Son?" the soft and sticky voice asked.

"——That is... adhering to the will of heaven and protecting the human race." Qingyue's voice answered.

Uphold the providence and protect the human race?

At the age of seven, he didn't understand what he meant, but he was ignorant of this mission, inscribed in his heart.

On the big day of sacrificing the heaven and the earth, he sat beside the princess and the high priest, watching the high priest and the princess play music, the solemn and majestic music, from their hands, from the sound of their piano, from their music Spread out, echoing in the heavens and the earth. As if the warm sunshine spreads the earth, it brings infinite vitality, and it also brings an extremely calming effect.

The sound of music and sunlight are intertwined and spilled on the earth. This scene is like sunlight hanging down from the clouds in the sky and directly hitting his heart.

The scene of interweaving music has gone through ten years, and finally the young man who was immersed in the music also started the first performance of the sacrificial ceremony.

Remember that it was spring, the birthday of all things resurrected. He wore a white dress and began to play music. The princess sat opposite him with a white hat on her head. She gently sat down with her wrist and lifted her fingertips. The strings sounded like running water, and everyone seemed to be like it. In the green mountains and green waters, a hundred flowers bloom in front of your eyes, and the springs jingle in your ears, and magpies and birds are singing...

At that moment, he was extremely excited, because he had never thought that he could actually play music on this altar with the princess who had been looking up for a long time.

Originally, it was the high priest who was going to partner with him today, but the princess said: “This kid was originally brought up to play music with me, especially when he came here for the first time. Of course it’s my responsibility. He matched."

The beautiful music was booming as the two people played, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it for a while, this piece of music actually came from his own hands...

The music made everyone fascinated. The colorful butterflies and some birds that did not know where came from a distance, flying directly around the individual, it seemed to be in harmony with the sound of the two people’s music and the piano. general.

When everyone reacted, they realized that the time had passed for a long time, and the sacrifice had ended perfectly, and the tune was calming and a long aftertaste.

Everyone came back to their senses and fell silent. It was the first time they heard such a good song in these years. They really didn't expect that it would come from the cooperation of the young man and princess who had just grown up in front of them.

Amidst the silence and admiration of the crowd, a fragrant wind blew on the altar.

The hat on the princess's head was blown away by the wind suddenly, fluttering and dancing in the sky.

In his pupils, the princess's smiling face suddenly appeared, and the apricot flowers next to him were blooming.

He blushed in the princess's affirmative eyes. He had never felt so happy before, and his heart throbbed.

Since then, he has discovered that he has found the full meaning of learning music.

The years on the mountain were peaceful and long, and he gradually grew up, and he was given the name of being gifted by heaven by throwing 筊, called Leshengtian.

On the day he got his name, he played music on the mountain, attracting thousands of butterflies and all beasts to worship.

The gratifying laughter of the high priest lingered in the mountains, and the whole day did not stop.

The princess was also very happy to hear the music, and came to talk to him. In her happy eyes, he saw his own smile and expectation.

In the days when the apricot blossoms were flying, he finally got his wish once again to play music with the princess.

But soon, the princess was not very happy, because his music still needs to be improved, the power of peace is too much, the power of attack is too short, so it can only guard, not attack, it is also very unfavorable.

So he often feels very distressed, in order to reach a higher level. I had to ask the high priest again. After knowing his thoughts, the priest said to him: "I have given all my memory to you, and you have been learning very well. It's just the feeling and understanding of music. I'm not as good as you in this respect. Although you still lack in this respect, I can't give you more. I know that there is an old musician in the human race. He participated in a battle and in that battle. His music helped eliminate many enemies, and he has a unique feeling about music. What he knows is something I can’t compare. Now he lives on an island in the east. I can take you to visit him and talk to him. How do you feel good about continuing your studies?"

He was naturally happy when he heard it. If he could correct his shortcomings and go to the next level, then the princess would definitely be happier. So he went to an island to the east according to the high priest, and just arrived on the island, let alone the high priest let him wait here first. He is going to visit the retired human master first.

Unexpectedly, after the high priest set out, he did not return for a long time. He lived alone on the island for several days. The miss of the princess and the loneliness of a person made him feel a little sad. He looked up at the sea. The sea was raging with waves, and no other sound returned to the island. The mountains were silent, and the birds were crying, as if they were there. Singing sad songs, besides the fact that there was no crowds and crowds below that he could see on the mountain, this kind of estimation made him even more sentimental.

From then on, he couldn't help but sighed with emotion, and improvised a piece of music, which was full of sadness. Full of thoughts.

Days like this have passed for several days, and he is still alone on an island, with the sea and the birds all day long. Naturally, his heart seems to have changed, and he has experienced feelings that he had never experienced before.

Continue to live on the island, once he observed two monsters fighting on the island. This is the kind of tranquility that he couldn't feel when he lived on the mountain before.

The light shines from the sky, the blue sky looks refreshing, and the blue sea makes people feel the unspeakable refreshment, almost completely ignoring the murderous and **** storm in the woods on the island at this time.

A magic horse and a magic wolf are fighting here.

He watched the whole process, and finally felt as if something had been planted in his heart, and then slowly opened, breaking through the soil.

He took out his flute and began to play between the heavens and the earth.

Listening to this tune, people will feel that a picture is coming directly.

Ten thousand horses are galloping, and under the blue sky, the black war horses are like raging waves, and hurried waves roaring past, on the vast grassland, madly heading forward.

Behind these horses, thousands of wild wolves screamed and chased them, their gray figures rushing through the desolate grass. That hideous face and grim white teeth made people shudder.

"Wow..." Wan Lang roared together, almost shaking the earth.

He was playing his flute, and the tune was anxious and fast.

The magic horse and the magic wolf, who were already exhausted from the battle, suddenly stood up vigorously, stretched their limbs and raised their heads, the magic horse screamed up to the sky, and the magic wolf blasted its hair, sharpening their teeth and roaring. , Waving his paws, his eyes filled with murderous, excited.

What is the voice of attack?

Peace of mind is due to the peace of the music, the attack, and naturally, the ambition deep in the heart of the person who plays is aroused, and the blood starts to boil.

After discovering so far, he is here every day to feel the changes between heaven and earth, get close to nature, and constantly seek this kind of inner experience. From then on, his musical talent and talent has grown even stronger. In fact, the high priest asked him to seek a feeling in nature alone.

Later, he looked at the sea, which was turbulent. Looking back at the island, the mountains and forests were silent. Only the birds were crying, touching the scene, and sighing from the sky, and playing an improvisational tune. The song is full of sadness.

In the faintness, it seemed that the heavens and the earth were a little bit distressed by it, and the waves became more turbulent. The surrounding monsters and birds also stopped, staying beside them, and seemed to be infected by this song and became a little distressed.

He lives on an isolated island and spends his whole day with the sea and with the beasts. His emotions have changed naturally, he has cultivated his soul, and he has truly experienced the essence of art, so that he can create a truly handed-down work.

But staying here for a long time, the high priest did not come to pick him up.

He gradually felt a kind of unspeakable loneliness, but he also gradually understood the high priest's intentions, and there was no okay request to go back now. Instead, he concentrated on composing music here and comprehending everything.

Until one day, when it suddenly rained heavily, he was enjoying the rain in the house on the edge of the island, listening to the patter of rain, watching the vivid scene of the rain hitting the river, and he was very happy. He started to play the tune, but he was excited, and suddenly felt a strange tremor on the flute. This was a kind of telepathy, indicating that someone nearby was listening to his tune.