The sixteenth level of magic power was exerted with all her strength, and the joyful music of the piano became light and flying. She did not dare to play some melancholy sounds, but tried to play a light tune, so that the music of the piano matched the Qing Ning Qi and would not turn.

unexpected.

After all, if she doesn't make changes in line with Qing Ning's Qinyin, the magic power will probably go backwards immediately. Even if she uses the sixteenth level of the magic power, she will still be severely damaged.

Unexpectedly, the sound of the piano outside the building suddenly changed again, soft and melodious, lingering, like the intoxicating rolling world of mortals.

The demonic nature in it still surpasses her.

No, it is the Tao transformed by demons.

This is the sound of the great road.

The world of mortals is all illusory, but there is an air of freedom and freedom in the sound of the piano, which cleanses the heart and cleanses the lungs, just like a lotus flower emerging from the mud, unstained by any dust.

The sound of the piano is like a gentle and powerful hand, replacing the joyful hands to pluck the strings.

But for a moment, Huanhuan no longer knew whether she was playing the piano or the other person was playing the piano. She was like a marionette, completely at the mercy of the other person's piano sound.

She knew that she could not sink any further, otherwise she would be doomed.

Huanhuan recalled the sorrow and heaviness of his childhood, and tried to forcefully break through the peaceful atmosphere created by the other party.

The practice of the devil's path is particularly cruel. From a lonely and weak girl to a saint of the Tianli Sect, the hardships involved are beyond anyone's imagination.

Because of this, she rarely looks back on her miserable past.

Otherwise, the persevering demon heart will be affected and become moody.

But now the only option is to do the opposite.

Because of the interference of the other party's piano, she almost denied her own magic. If this happened, all her cultivation would be wasted.

Once she loses her cultivation, not only will she be unable to keep her position as a saint, but according to the devil's habit of preying on the weak, Huanhuan cannot imagine what terrible ending she will encounter.

Huanhuan couldn't tolerate this happening.

As she recalled the past, a sad and desolate mood occupied her heart, and the sound of the piano on her fingertips became sharp and mournful.

"If you insist on being sentimental, then that's up to you."

This was the first time Huanhuan heard the voice of the master of the piano.

The sound of the piano outside suddenly changed, and it was in perfect harmony with the cheerful music.

She burst into tears for a moment.

"Who will cover Yuefu's Desolate Song?

The wind is also rustling, the rain is also rustling, and the lights have faded away for another night.

I don’t know what is lingering in my arms,

It's boring to wake up, it's boring to be drunk, it's boring to dream, it never reaches Xieqiao."

Amidst the sound of the piano, someone chanted softly.

The song is sad, sad and touching.

It’s about the love between a man and a woman, but it’s not just about the love between a man and a woman. All beings are suffering!

Huan Huan's demonic way manipulates others with her seven emotions and six desires, but she doesn't have these seven emotions and six desires. She can control others with her emotions, but she will also bind herself.

She thought of a man. When the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu reached the thirteenth level, she had to find a man and fall in love with him, but she couldn't lose her virginity to him, and she had to kill him when the love was at its strongest.

She could no longer remember what the other person looked like, but the beauty and sweetness at that time flooded into her heart. With the image of her killing him with her own hands in her mind, the sweetness turned into bitterness.

puff!

A mouthful of blood sprayed on the strings, and Huanhuan instantly turned into a ball of blue mist, disappearing without a trace.

She was afraid that if she left a moment later, it wouldn't be as simple as vomiting blood.

She couldn't think about how far her magic power would fade due to the sound of the piano today.

Losing one's cultivation is better than losing one's life immediately.

However, from beginning to end, she could not see the other person's face.

If this news spreads, it is estimated that no one in the spiritual world will believe it. The saint of Tianli Sect has not yet seen the appearance of her opponent, and her magic power has been completely decoded by her opponent.

But it's true.

After Huanhuan escaped, the prefect had lost his previous complacency.

He had already guessed who the person outside was.

An expert, indeed an expert.

Chen Wuji and Hu Dahai woke up from their previous hallucinations. Chen Wuji, in particular, although he did not break through the shackles of the Huanhuan Demonic Sound on his own, he also improved a lot in his spiritual practice. He was much interested in the sword theory taught by Xu Qing.

Got a little enlightenment.

He also woke up, and Master Xu Xian saved him again.

"Thank you Master Xu for rescuing me again. I wonder if Master Xu will come up again?" Chen Wuji said respectfully.

"No, I'm already full. Thank you, Mr. Chen, for your warm hospitality." Xu Qing's voice from outside slowly entered the building.

The wind and rain outside have dispersed early, the bright moon shines into the river, the clear waves ripple, and the cold moon is silent.

Chen Wuji and others looked down, and there was no trace of Xu Qing anywhere.

They even don't understand what Master Xu Xian means when he says "I'm full."

Obviously the food and wine haven't been served yet.

The Lord Magistrate secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the master had discovered that he did not practice magic skills, so he had no intention of seeking any harm from him.

If he had known that the other party was so smart, he would not have invited Huanhuan out anyway.

He felt like he was lucky enough to save his life.

But from now on, with such a great immortal in Jinhua City, I am afraid that I will have trouble sleeping and eating.

He looked at Chen Wuji and thought to himself: "This person has been blessed with immortality by that person. He may have an encounter with that person in the future. I would like to win over him."

The prefect said softly: "You two were frightened today, so go back and have a good rest. As for Miss Huanhuan's matter, I will ask someone to investigate."

When he was having a conversation with Huanhuan just now, both of them were lost in the sound of the piano, so naturally they didn't hear it.

What's more, as far as the court is concerned, there is no difference between the righteous monks and the demonic monks. They are both beings who violate Taoist laws and are even more hateful than the rangers.

Even if he is accused, the court will not convict him.

"But that Qingcheng sword cultivator really came here for joy." The Lord Magistrate was secretly doubtful.

He felt that this matter was not simple.

He was accustomed to understanding the ways of the world, and he had a conversation with Chen Wuji, which made them feel like spring breeze.

Although the prefect wanted to win over Chen Wuji, he was not in a hurry. Being too anxious would leave traces and make people suspicious.

From now on, you can slowly figure it out using the method of spring breeze and rain.

Then the three of them went down to Tianxiang Tower and left separately.

…

…

Xu Qing walked along the river and felt relaxed. The magic power he obtained from the demonic monk from Tianxiang Tower this time was beyond his expectation.

Compared with Sisi Niang, it has a different flavor. It is like a wanderer who suddenly tastes authentic hometown food.

This also made him a little strange.

But he couldn't figure out why. It might be because of the other party's special magic power.

After all, the Blood Monk didn't give him a similar feeling.

Not even White Tiger.

Xu Qing was also a little regretful. The Taoist magic that the other party used in the end was still something, and he couldn't catch up anyway.

He suddenly turned around and saw the concubine in white clothes, barefoot and with her hair disheveled, in mid-air behind him.

"You follow me like this, like a ghost, it's very scary." Xu Qing said.

The eunuch muttered: "I am a ghost."

The goddess is actually a relatively advanced ghost.

"What you said makes sense." This time it was Xu Qing who retreated.

Suddenly a hand stretched out from the water, and Xu Qing happened to glance over.
Chapter completed!