Seeing Ning Fan's solemn expression, seemingly aware of the danger on the second level, Yao Qingyun raised his eyebrows and explained,

"The thing you need to be most wary of in this underground palace is not the undead, but the overwhelming sound they play. That sound is filled with desire and forms an invisible sound array. In ancient times, this array was called

As the 'Sizhu Spirit Relief Array', there is an array spirit present in this sound array, and that array spirit has the early stage cultivation of Shekong. It is difficult for even me to win head-on, so we should not underestimate it."

"These undead spirits are transformed by magic and cannot be killed, and no one can stop them from playing the flute and the harp. If the sound of the flute and harp is not broken, the formation will be indestructible. Once they force their way into the formation, they will be attacked by the spirits of the Shekong formation.

To break this formation, you need to use sound to break the sound formation. But according to my guess, even if the sound formation is broken, the spiritual cultivation of the formation will only be weakened at most, and it cannot be completely removed..."

Speaking of this, Yao Qingyun frowned.

"If the sound array is broken, the array spirit will not disappear? Why?" Ning Fan was slightly surprised.

Today, his formation cultivation is far inferior to Yao Qingyun, so it is reasonable to have doubts.

"I feel that this underground palace itself is a big formation... The Golden Armored Spirit Immortal Formation on the first floor is the Golden Element Formation. The Silk and Bamboo Spiritual Relief Formation on this floor is the Wood Element Formation. The first floor is the same as the Wood Element Formation.

The general trends on the second level actually have some mysterious connection... If what I expected is correct, this underground palace has at least five levels, and the first five levels are arranged according to the five elements, and together they form a killing formation..."

"The ultimate killing formation..." Ning Fan's eyes flashed slightly. If this so-called Five Elements Formation really existed, and if he had enough time, he wouldn't mind swallowing up all the power of the Five Elements in the formation.

It must be able to greatly increase the power of the Five Elements Body.

"Do you want to play the piano or the flute?" Yao Qingyun suddenly asked.

"What do you mean?" Ning Fan was startled and then asked.

"Your cultivation is not enough to directly break the formation, so you play music to help me break the formation. If you play music, I will use your music to break the sound formation. If you play the zither, I will use the sound of the zither to break the formation; if

If you play the flute, I will break the formation with the sound of the flute."

"Let's play the piano." Ning Fan suddenly recalled the past when Xu Qiuling taught him how to play the piano, his expression full of memories.

That look made Yao Qingyun feel very dazzling. Very... unhappy!

This guy has a happy expression on his face, and it looks like he is thinking about women!

What makes her most unhappy is not that Ning Fan misses women, but that since the baptism in the blood pool, she has always been unknowingly affected by Ning Fan's words!

"Okay, I'll lend you this piano and play your best music!"

Yao Qingyun patted his storage bag and took out a Han Wu Leng Wood Yao Qin Taoist Soldier.

Yao Qingyun’s Taoist soldier is actually Yao Qin!

Ning Fan sat on the ground and put the piano on his lap. He felt that the piano was extremely cold.

That coldness is a sign of despair, a death of heart. It is unwillingness, helplessness, and the loneliness of being independent from the world...

This piano is Yao Qingyun's Taoist weapon. All the artistic conceptions and emotions in it come from the depths of Yao Qingyun's heart.

When this Taoist weapon was refined, Yao Qingyun was filled with grief and death.

How sad it must be to cast this piano...

Three feet, six inches and six minutes. Every string and every pillar is full of sadness.

There are blood stains on all the seven strings.

This piano is so sad.

"How are my Taoist soldiers?" Yao Qingyun couldn't help but feel much better when he saw Ning Fan watching the piano so seriously.

"A very good Taoist soldier. This Taoist soldier is integrated with emotions, and his power must not be weak." Unfortunately, this Qin is too sad.

Ning Fan wouldn't say much about the second half of the sentence.

"Even if you have good eyesight, the power of this piano cannot be weak. I once used this 'Yun-Zhan Qin' to massacre an entire lower-level star field with one song."

Upon hearing Ning Fan's approval, Yao Qingyun nodded with satisfaction, and then took out a jade slip, with a piece of musical score engraved on it.

"This music score records my most powerful musical skills. If you play this music, I can use my most powerful magical power to break the formation in one fell swoop!"

"good."

Ning Fan took the jade slip, glanced at it, and memorized the music score in his heart. If Ning Fan had sufficient cultivation and was proficient in music skills, this music would be comparable to Shekong-level magical power, and its power would be terrifying.

Being able to master a powerful fairy song is also a gain.

When it was time to return the jade slips, Yao Qingyun didn't want them anymore.

"I don't want the things you touched because they are dirty. I will reward you with this jade slip!"

He was still speechless, but Ning Fan vaguely understood that Yao Qingyun was giving him a chance.

After thinking about it for a while, he put away the jade slip without any further excuses.

He stroked the strings with his ten fingers, closed his eyes, and a sad music melodiously played.

At this moment, Ning Fan was dressed in white like snow, with black hair like a waterfall, and an expression as leisurely as an immortal.

The obviously sad music played by him gradually became sad but not sad.

If you want to achieve such an effect in playing, you can no longer just rely on superb piano skills.

A player must have a strong heart!

He must wipe away all the sorrow in his heart, and he must also keep all the sad past and remember it in his heart.

In this way, you can be sad but not sad.

When he suddenly heard this song, Yao Qingyun's eyes were in a trance, as if he was reliving the sad past.

This song was composed based on her life experiences. It contains her Tao, her sadness, and her loneliness.

She rarely uses her sound power to kill enemies. Although this is her most powerful magical power, every time she uses this magical power, she will think of the past and feel pain in her heart.

She thought she would feel pain again when she heard this music again, but now that Ning Fan played this music, not only did she no longer feel heartache, but she felt that the knot in her heart was being relieved a little bit.

Sad but not sad, sad but not sad...

Yao Qingyun suddenly had a realization in her heart, and she finally knew how to face her past.

If you can't let go of the past, there is no need to let it go. As long as you are not sad in your heart, no matter how sad this song is...

It seemed that in an instant, Yao Qingyun let go of all the knots in his heart.

At this moment, she actually faintly touched the bottleneck of Shekong's early stage!

When one's cultivation has reached the level of Shekong, relying solely on elixirs, Taoist fruits, and incense can help one reach a higher level.

Equanimity and emptiness, equanimity and emptiness, are the key to practice in this realm.

At this moment, Yao Qingyun gave up the sorrow in his heart and retained the memory of the beautiful past.

Her way is more perfect!

After a long time, Yao Qingyun came back to his senses. Ning Fan had already finished talking about the music and looked at her with strange eyes.

"It sounds great? Are you intoxicated? Didn't you say you want to break the formation?"

"It sounds good? Are you kidding! Your piano skills are only above average at best, far from the level that can make me intoxicated!" However, your piano skills are beyond my reach. Sad but not sad.

, you can do it easily, but I haven’t realized it until now.

In the second half of the sentence, Yao Qingyun was determined not to tell Ning Fan.

How could she do something stupid like praising Ning Fan?

"Keep playing. Don't stop. I have to listen to it a few more times before I can perfectly perform the music according to your tune." Yao Qingyun said seriously.

"...Okay." Ning Fan shook his head. He always felt that Yao Qingyun was not just trying to break the formation when he listened to him playing the piano.

There are other purposes...

Yao Qingyun did have a purpose. She wanted to continue listening to Ning Fan play the piano and completely wipe out the sadness in her heart.

In this way, after returning to the Killing Hall, she only needs to close the long meditation once to break through the middle stage of Shekong.

How could she, Yao Qingyun, not seize such an excellent promotion opportunity?

So, Ning Fan played the music over and over again. She listened to it over and over again.

Gradually, Shuanghan's pretty face softened, and finally she smoothed her black hair and smiled.

For the first time since she left the Yao family in embarrassment, she smiled from the bottom of her heart.

At this moment, she no longer felt any sadness in her heart.

"Thank you." Yao Qingyun's voice was very soft, like the fragrance of wild ginger flowers that easily disperses in the wind.

"Thank you?" Ning Fan looked at Yao Qingyun with strange eyes. He only played the song a few times, but he actually made Yao Qingyun willing to say thank you...

Ning Fan is self-aware, but he doesn't think that his piano skills are of such a high level that he can impress Yao Qingyun's twisted heart.

"Nothing, start breaking the formation!"

Yao Qingyun lowered her eyes and suddenly moved her lotus steps lightly, dancing gracefully to Ning Fan's music.

The light cyan skirt fluttered and stretched in the wind as she danced. Suddenly, she used her right foot as an axis, lightly waving her sleeves, and her delicate body rotated accordingly.

Her body was completely stretched, like a dancing blue butterfly.

The blue hair moves with the wind, and the light green ribbon that binds the hair flies in the wind.

There is no sadness, no indifference, just the calmness after seeing the bustling life, the slightly narrowed eyes are as calm as water, and the dancing posture becomes more and more elegant like clouds.
To be continued...