Too Wild Swallowing Heaven

Everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting has something to do with Liu Wuxie.

"Who comes first!"

Zhou Liang first, or Liu Wuxie first.

"I'll come first!"

Zhou Liang took a step forward, took out the guqin and put it on the table.

One by one beautiful notes were passed from the boat.

Qin Yi is still above Fu Hong, which makes Yin Jingwu's heart drop.

"You don't know yet, just last month, Junior Brother Zhou got a piano score, and his piano skills have already reached the master level."

A disciple said in a low voice, he deliberately didn't mention it just now, mainly to lure Liu Wuxie into being fooled.

Murong Yi frowned even deeper, Zhou Liang's piano skills were not inferior to hers.

Liu Wuxie is in danger.

"This is the sound of four seasons!"

Many people exclaimed.

The sound of the piano can be divided into four stages. At the beginning, it fell on everyone's hearts like spring rain.

Every tone, like spring rain, makes a ding-dong sound.

Then!

The tone suddenly changed, like thunder in summer, everyone's hearts beat with every impact.

A few minutes later, the sound of the piano changed again, becoming softer, like a gentle autumn wind, gently stroking everyone's head.

That feeling is very comfortable, everyone is seeing the golden color of wheat, this is the harvest season.

The notes switched again, and the howling north wind blew all around, and heavy snow fell one after another.

This is the evolution of artistic conception. This set of Four Seasons piano sounds is so powerful that it can deduce its own artistic conception.

Snowflakes are the evolution of laws, and the sound of the piano can control the laws. Zhou Liang's piano skills have reached the level of perfection.

Many people are addicted to it and cannot extricate themselves. As the seasons change, their moods are constantly changing.

The spring breeze makes people warm, the summer flames make people anxious, the autumn wind makes people comfortable, and the north wind makes people cold.

Everyone is constantly shuttling through the four seasons, sometimes it is cold, sometimes it is hot...

After playing for about 10 minutes, the sound of a Four Seasons piano gradually disappeared.

Everyone is intoxicated by it, unwilling to wake up from the artistic conception.

"What a beautiful song!"

A Qinghongmen disciple looked intoxicated.

"When did Zhou Liang's piano skills become so powerful?"

Several disciples of Tianluo Valley whispered.

With both hands removed from the guqin, Zhou Liang looked smug, and the compliments from all around kept coming to his ears.

At this moment, the shore of Dongyue Lake was also in chaos, all shocked by Zhou Liang's piano sound.

Competing to find out who played this piece of music.

"Junior Brother Zhou, you are too powerful, I will worship you as my teacher in the future."

Several Qinghongmen disciples came forward, hoping that Zhou Liang could teach them how to play the piano.

"You don't need to be a teacher. In the future, if you don't understand the piano skills, just look for me."

Zhou Liang is not so arrogant that he has the idea of ​​accepting people as apprentices. We are all brothers in the same school, so it is no problem to give advice.

Yin Jingwu put his heart down, and this four seasons piano sound has completely established the odds of winning.

"Liu Wuxie, it's your turn!"

Yin Jingwu's face was full of provocation, wishing that Liu Wuxie would lose quickly, he broke open Liu Wuxie's dantian with his own hands.

Liu Wuxie sat on the spot without moving, which made many people puzzled. Could it be that Liu Wuxie really doesn't know piano skills as Qing Hongmen said.

The deliberate use of aggressive methods, who knows that Qing Hongmen really does the trick.

"Liu Wuxie, what are you still doing in a daze, if you give up, quickly abolish your cultivation!"

Jia Fengmao finally seized the opportunity and taunted Liu Wuxie fiercely.

"Master Liu, don't you have a Guqin?"

Murong Yi suddenly asked Liu Wuxie.

She was really right, Liu Wuxie didn't have a guqin.

Liu Wuxie was thinking about who to borrow the guqin from, but it was impossible, so she had to open her mouth to Fu Hong.

But was seen through by Murong Yi.

"Yes!"

Liu Wuxie gave a wry smile, he seldom wears a guqin.

After rebirth, I have been busy with cultivation, and I have been forgetting about the things that cultivate my sentiment.

"If Mr. Liu doesn't mind, I can lend you my guqin."

Murong Yi is willing to lend her guqin to Liu Wuxie for use.

This action caused countless people to look at Liu Wuxie with hatred. It was the guqin used by the goddess in their hearts, and it was about to be desecrated by Liu Wuxie.

"Then thank you Miss Murong."

Liu Wuxie was also polite and agreed to use Murong Yi's guqin.

Murong Yi winked, Yan girl quickly picked up the guqin, went down the stairs, and placed the guqin in front of Liu Wuxie.

Guqin is not big, about one meter long and half a foot wide, with four strings in total.

The faint fragrance permeates from the Guqin, it should be Murong Yi often playing, the Guqin is stained with the fragrance of her body, it smells very comfortable.

"Liu Wuxie, if you don't know how to play, don't spoil Miss Murong's guqin."

Many people looked jealous, what is Liu Wuxie capable of, and has won Murong Yi's favor over and over again.

"Liu Wuxie, give up. Qin art cannot be compensated by talent. It's too late for you to think about learning now."

The disciples of the Qinghong School thought that Liu Wuxie didn't know how to play the qin, if not, how could he not even carry the guqin with him.

Liu Wuxie remembered that more than a year ago at Imperial College, he conquered countless people by relying on his song Flying Daggers.

Play it again today.

"Today's scene reminded me of a song called 'House of Flying Daggers', I will give it to everyone!"

This situation is very similar to the scene of that day, ambushed on all sides, besieged on all sides.

Liu Wuxie put both hands on the piano, and as soon as the words fell, the surroundings fell silent.

"Chong!"

Like a gold and iron horse, everyone's heart twitched suddenly at the moment it sounded.

"What a strong piano sound!"

Many people were stunned, it was just a tone, why did they feel like their hearts were about to jump out.

In an instant!

One note after another flew out, the melody became more and more high-pitched, and the beating frequency of the heart continued to accelerate, like a ball of hot blood exploded in their hearts.

"Listen to the bitter frost and wind at night,"

"The stars and the moon fly in the sky."

Liu Wuxie roared suddenly, every word seemed to be filled with magical power, resounding through the entire night sky.

It is autumn at this moment, and it is late at night, with thousands of stars and moon flying in the sky. Corresponding to this situation, everyone unconsciously substituted into it.

"I want to cry, I really want to cry!"

Some people couldn't bear Liu Wuxie's penetrating piano sound, and wanted to cry loudly.

Who has not experienced suffering, who has not experienced ambushes, and who has not experienced bullying, Liu Wuxie's piano sound interprets everything.

The sound of the piano brought them into another world, a world they had never experienced before. The sound of the piano was flying, and the soul-stirring songs shocked their hearts and souls.

"Guqin Jijin Ge Song,"

"The sounds of nature and the sound of drums."

Two more sentences appeared, and everyone's emotions changed again. It was as if a flame was simmering in their hearts. If they didn't let it out, they would be burned to death.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, spreading to every corner of Dongyue Lake.

"Ambush on all sides, prisoner Wuxie,"

"The Overlord Soldier of Hundred Battles will eventually fall."

Liu Wuxie's voice was full of desolation and endless malice, tearing apart everyone's heart, they could feel the anger in Liu Wuxie's heart.

Qinghongmen's provocation and everyone's ridicule emerged in their hearts one after another, burning like a flame of hatred in their hearts.

now!

They stood with Liu Wuxie, and were brought into Liu Wuxie's inner world by the sound of the piano.

The maids standing on the edge of the fence were sobbing softly, they sympathized with Liu Wuxie, and their hatred for Qinghongmen grew stronger.

Murong Yi covered her mouth with both hands, and looked at Liu Wuxie in disbelief, there is such a beautiful song in the world.

"The fisherman sighs when the boat stops and does not cross,"

"Life is an outstanding person and a dead ghost."

"Ambush on all sides!"

The sound of the zither is euphemistic, like a warbler weeping, full of sorrow, as well as helplessness towards the world and injustice towards the sky, which is vividly interpreted to the extreme.

Crying more and more, tears flow down unconsciously.

The sound of Zhou Liang's piano can only arouse everyone's emotions.

Liu Wuxie's piano sound can already control people's minds, making them intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

It may be that the heavens felt the anger in Liu Wuxie's heart, sporadic snowflakes floated in the sky, and everyone was intoxicated.

This is not the law of evolution, but a real snowflake, which has entered late autumn.

"Sigh in troubled times and cherish heroes,"

"Suffering from the lack of confidantes in the world."

"The world is ambushed from ten sides,"

"Stunningly done and out of this world."

"Ambush on all sides."

A sense of loneliness filled the sky, and everyone could hear the silence in the sound of the piano.

No one understood Liu Wuxie's inner world, the loneliness in her heart, that kind of sadness, gathered into a warm current, poured into their chests, and tears fell down unconsciously.

Cherish heroes in troubled times, and have few confidants in the world.

At this moment, Murong Yi couldn't control her eyes any longer, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, and couldn't help but fall.

"What a sad song, what a domineering song!"

Many people secretly said that there are two extremes.

The song releases the inner anger and is extremely impactful.

"The vast Gobi is three thousand miles away,"

"The sun is always burning."

"Dizzy Heaven and Earth Meet Qionglou"

"I think back to the year before last, singing and dancing to promote peace and prosperity to the golden residence."

Liu Wuxie thought back to the Qionglou Pavilion where he lived. He used to hold the stars in his hands and step on the sky with his feet. What a stalwart, but today he was bullied by dogs.

Every word, every note is soul-stirring, even if you are imprisoned, you will not give up, tearing apart a piece of the world with your own fists.

"Dream of Broken Chaiqiao Burning Fire"

"Sigh for the remnants of suffering and embarrassment."

"There is no end to the yellow sand,"

"There is no Liao Ji in the defeated army."

Silence!

There was deathly silence around, only the sound of Liu Wuxie's piano echoed in the sky.

"The wind blows the sand all over the sky,"

"Suddenly I heard that Fage's war horse was startled."

"The big thing has gone to the end of the river,"

"There is no choice but to bury the bone of regret."

The sound of the zither flickers and disappears, sometimes intermittently. A generation of immortal emperors died in battle.

Liu Wuxie was silent in her own world, just wanting to vent her emotions at the moment.

"The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the water is beautiful,"

"A man's ambition is not sad."

"Changing my mind to the eighteen rounds of reincarnation,"

"The more you talk and laugh, the more peaceful you are."

"Cut the songs and fight the horses"

"The soldiers follow the Lord to the end,"

"Take off the body and leave the pride."

When the last word fell, the sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and a breath of thick turbid air was released from Liu Wuxie's chest.

When the last note fell, the whole boat fell into deathly silence.

They forgot to breathe, forgot where they were, and were still silent in the world of gold and iron horses.

"Clap clap clap..."

Suddenly thunderous applause came from the entire Dongyue Lake, and countless people on the shore cried and applauded desperately.

The applause passed through Dongyue Lake and spread to the boat.