"What's the sound?"

Fang Qingyu was still a little confused. The sound from somewhere made her feel a little overwhelmed.

"The rhythm of this sound is very curious, but I can't hear it clearly..." Li Wenshu frowned and said, "Since it comes from the mountain, let's climb up and take a look. Anyway, our target is the top of the mountain..."

This decision was unanimously agreed by everyone, and even Wang Er, a hard-working mountain climber, agreed to the decision. He gritted his teeth and wanted to know where the sound came from. He was so curious. This mysterious sound came from the top of the mountain.

Several people began to climb hard, and Wang Er was exhausted in the middle.

The sound is getting closer.

The sound of snow, the rhythm, the sound is beautiful.

"It's almost here, I can hear that sound...it seems to be some music."

"Music? Have you heard it?"

"Yes." Zhang Xiaohui nodded and closed her eyes and listened to the voice: "It's a bit like the guqin music that the teacher used to play...but I've forgotten the name a little, and I'm not sure."

"What is the guqin? Is it the guqin?" Fang Qingyu said curiously.

"Many people confuse the guqin and the guqin. In fact, the two are different. The guqin is also known as the seven-string qin, Yaoqin, Yuqin, and Sitong. It is a traditional musical instrument in ancient China with a long history. It is said that Shun decided that the qin was five strings, King Wen added one string, and King Wu defeated Zhou and added another string, so it is seven strings." Zhang Xiaohui said: "The ancient qin, chess, calligraphy and painting refer to the guqin, one of the musical instruments loved by ancient literati and scholars... This player should be a literati and scholar."

The other three people said they had their postures increased.

"Maybe it's really a master playing the piano. There are things in this mountain." Wang Erbang said curiously.

"No, no, maybe it's just someone playing recordings on the mountain. Isn't it sick?" Fang Qingyu subconsciously criticized his boyfriend,

Li Wenshu and Zhang Xiaohui do not express any opinions or comments.

The four continued to climb the mountain.

Finally reached the top of the mountain.

The mountain is a beautiful mountain. From here, you can look down from the top of the mountain. The beautiful scenery is white and beautiful, and the beauty is breathtaking. The magnificence of nature is presented to several people from beginning to end.

The sound became clearer.

"Because of the structure of this mountain, the sounds we hear here seem to be coming from all directions..." Li Wenshu was a little intoxicated by this beautiful scenery.

"Look!"

After Zhang Xiaohui looked around, she looked up and exclaimed in surprise.

Several people looked in the sound.

White robe.

Hair bun.

Red lips and white teeth, closed eyes and smile.

Playing the piano between heaven and earth.

Play the rhythm between falling snow.

It's snowing.

So beautiful...

When plucking the strings, the rhythm of the guqin is like a bead and crisp as bamboo.

"Is this person... the performer..."

"It's really..." Li Wenshu murmured: "Is he a human? It seems... different from us."

The white Taoist robe is flowing between the fine snow, the wind is floating, and the charm is floating...

A great man is worth 20

Li Yu was happy while playing the guqin.

"Mom, someone has finally come. It's not in vain that I've been playing here for a long time, and my hands are sore, okay?"

At the same time, there is a golden progress bar on the system interface, and there is a 100/20 scale next to it.

"As it turns out, the value of being a master is a fashionable value that makes people feel that they are a master. Fortunately, when I was in college, I was interested in the Guqin Club..." Li Yu suddenly felt indescribable. When I first learned Guqin to pick up girls, I thought that learning such a thing that looks very high-quality can spread all over the flowers and is invincible. The facts prove that this is a series of beautiful thoughts. The hard life of a single dog continued from kindergarten to college.

However, no matter how beautiful you think, you now know that you don’t have to suppress your body with more skills. The improvement of your value in enlightenment is real.

At this time, the four people below were immersed in this masterful charm, and only Wang Er woke up and exclaimed.

"This may be the Taoist priest who said the same thing as my friend said. He was the master of the mountain... It's really interesting..."

"Ah, he is still a fortune teller?" Fang Qingyu blurted out. In her opinion, fortune tellers are all fortune tellers.

As soon as this sentence came out, Li Yu received a message.

Achieve the Great Value-10

Li Yu: "??????"

I was shocked, will the value of a high-level man be reduced?

"What happened that caused the reduction of the value of the high-level master...it may be related to their emotions," Li Yu pondered, and continued to focus on playing the guzheng: "Do you fiddle with your emotions? Then that's it..."

The performance of the guqin suddenly became quick and exciting, and the originally soothing tone became high.

"Just just now it was just a prelude!"

At this time, Zhang Xiaohui suddenly exclaimed: "I remembered it, I remembered what this song is. This song is a song that has been lost for a long time..."

"Lost? How do you know what you lost? How did he know what he did..." Wang Erbang said in confusion. This is very contradictory.

"Just because it is a lost song, no one knows what the original version looks like. Although the basic tune is there, the rest of the derivative depends on the player himself... I can hear the basic tune of this song, and after this, they are derived from this Taoist priest himself... Everyone, every player, are the original version, and they are not the original version..."

Although I don't understand, I feel very good.

A great man is worth 20

"Look, what's going on..." Fang Qingyu pointed at Luo Xue in surprise: "The snowflakes are floating up..."

The falling snow seems to be surrounding Li Yu as the center.

The Taoist priest in the middle set off is like a god in the snow, playing the song with his eyes closed and forgetting his mind.

A great man is worth 20

The tone is getting more and more exciting, like thousands of mountains, rivers, rivers, like snow, and separation, and there is a high spirit in the snow.

"What's the name of this song..." Li Wenshu looked at the scenes surrounding him and murmured: "It's so magical, it's like a water dragon entrenching."

"Yes, is this a natural scenery? It's a bit wrong. It seems that without a natural scenery, this state of teeth will be formed." Fang Qingyu didn't know what was happening in front of him, but was just immersed in shock.

Next, something even more shocking happened. The irregular rhythm of the snowflakes became even stronger, and there were even snowflakes that were about to fall to the ground and then fly backwards.

The sound of the piano is a rule, and the sound of snowflakes is placed between the body.

The snowflakes gradually circling together.

Zhang Xiaohui took a deep breath and said.

“This song…”

Condensing, circling, and fusing with dead branches and leaves in the snow wind.

"Called..."

When the song reaches the high point, the wind and snow, dead branches and fallen leaves are composed together to form a music and circle together.

"Shuilongyin."

The snow wind gathers in the dragon, floating between the heaven and the earth, floating between the heaven and the earth centered on Li Yu.

Li Yu heard the system prompt.

【Resonance: Launch】

"roar--"

The snow dragon roars brightly and roars in the sky.
Chapter completed!