Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Gathering (3)

Han Tian was not convinced: "Just like him, if you want to be talented, you don't have talent, if you want to be handsome, if you want to be literary and talented, who will be an idiot like him?"

"The little brother is still as humorous as ever, and he is still so narcissistic, well, it is narcissistic to say that it sounds good, and it is shameless to say that it is ugly, haha", everyone coaxed, some talked and laughed.

"Junior brothers, junior sisters......"

The cicada stood up, picked up the wine glass, and said loudly: "On weekdays, everyone is in retreat and cultivating, and they rarely meet each other, and there are many of you who I have never met, so I apologize for my brother." Now that everyone is gathered together, why not raise a glass to invite the bright moon and drink the wine in the glass to commemorate this rare night."

"What Senior Brother Huo Cicada said is that it is rare for everyone to get together, and if you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return", everyone got up and raised their glasses to drink.

"Senior Brother Yanyangzi, thank you for your hospitality, Senior Sister Drink first as a respect", Luo Shenzi had a red glow on his face, a wine glass in his jade hand, put it in front of his red lips, and smacked it gently, his posture was charming, and the men present did not want to turn into that wine glass, a poinsettia lip.

Wutian nodded slightly, raised his glass and drank it all, and then continued to barbecue, no way, there are too many people, and the ancient relics are not enough!

"Senior brothers and sisters, senior brothers and sisters, everyone raise a glass and drink together..."

The aroma of wine floated for thousands of miles, and hundreds of people drank it together.

A blush appeared on everyone's faces. They are all cultivators, and there is no shortage of major cultivators, if they talk about ordinary things, no matter how much wine they drink, they will not be drunk, but at this moment, they are different, the beautiful scenery of good days, and the festivals of the year, they have not used the essence to refine, let it be.

Shanyoude got up, and his fat body trembled: "Senior brothers and sisters, tomorrow is the day of endless training, and I wish you all the best to fight bravely and return with glory!"

When the words landed, the scene suddenly fell silent, and the disciples put down their wine glasses, frowned, and looked preoccupied.

Seeing that the situation is not good, he can't wait to slap himself a few times, why can't he open which pot to mention, endless experience can be said to be a nightmare for his own disciples, every time it ends, most of the dead and injured are injured, and there are countless people who are degraded to true disciples.

Just imagine, a genius who has always been high up and looking down on others, suddenly changed his identity, and was forced to lie on his head by someone who once looked down on him, who can accept this kind of thing?

Moreover, other disciples will also point fingers behind their backs, and they will be passed on as a laughing stock for the rest of their lives.

"I'm a pig!"

Good and virtuous scolded themselves in their hearts.

"Brothers and sisters, tonight is the New Year's Festival, everyone should be happy, spend this night happily, and leave the troublesome things for later", the cicada smiled, as if there was a kind of magic, everyone immediately smiled, talked and laughed, and raised a glass to drink.

Wutian's pupils contracted, Huo Cicada is not simple, just a simple sentence can make everyone calm down and throw away their troubles, which is enough to show that this person's status and reputation in the sect are very high.

Huo Cicada said: "Senior Sister Luo Shenzi, I heard that your piano skills are excellent, comparable to the sound of nature, I don't know if I can enjoy my face tonight, play a song, and let everyone have the honor to enjoy it."

"As long as everyone doesn't dislike it, of course Xiaomei is willing. Roselle smiled.

"Since listening to my sister's piano five years ago, I still have an endless aftertaste and indulgence in it. ”

"The beauty of the piano played by my sister is unmatched in the world today, and it is an honor for me to hear it again today. ”

Everyone invited each other and seemed to like Roselle's playing.

"Then I'll be ugly. ”

Luo Shenzi smiled slightly, and with a slight wave of his jade hand, a ray of light erupted, and the items on the table floated up, stopped in mid-air, and did not fall.

This hand made everyone full of praise, and there were very few disciples in the sect who could control the zhì force to do such a subtle process.

The little girl consciously walked away, came to Wutian's side, sat on his lap, and had a touch of blush on her cheeks, which was so cute!

In the flickering light, a guqin appeared on the table, three feet and six inches long, made of bone, smooth and smooth. According to everyone's opinions, this is not an ordinary demon beast bone, but it is taken from an unknown ancient relic's back bone, which is even harder than the essence of iron rock.

This is a spiritual qin, carefully refined by Luo Shenzi, which can attract the essence of heaven and earth, turn into an attack, and is a powerful spiritual soldier.

There are many broken lines on the surface of the piano, such as the markings of the snake's belly, but it does not affect the beauty at all.

This piano is a seven-string, the roots are as thin as cow hair, flickering glow, it is made of the meridians of the golden silk beast, full of toughness, under the full strength of the reborn period, it can not be torn off, and it is very silky, and it does not hurt the hand.

The jade hand was placed on the strings, Luo Shenzi closed his eyes and calmed down, and after a while, his beautiful eyes opened, and he smiled at everyone, and his ten fingers began to move.

"Ding Dong..."

Like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, bursts of beautiful piano sounds came out.

Luo Shenzi's white clothes are fluttering, her soft black hair is flying, and her beautiful cheeks are with a faint smile, like a fairy, transcendent and unearthly!

Her ten fingers are as soft as fine grass, and she stirs the seven strings as she likes, the sound of the piano is light and clear, delicate and soft, and the aftertaste is lingering, oscillating in this world, and everyone is happy and intoxicated by this wonderful music.

"Chirp!"

All the birds came to the court, all attracted by the sound of the piano, and stopped on the big trees around them, all closed their eyes and indulged in it.

"Ding-dong......"

The sound of the piano is elegant and elegant, like the sound of nature, which is fascinating. Among them, there is a little sadness, like someone singing, telling the past, which makes people feel melancholy and can't extricate themselves!

Everyone was intoxicated, and the expressions on their faces moved with the sound of the piano, laughing for a while, sad for a while, and weeping for a while.

The same is true of the little girl, the sound of the piano enters the ears, and the acquaintance with her brother is known, and the colorful life in the past few months has emerged one by one. It also awakened the memories in the depths of my mind, the appearance of my father, twelve years of loneliness, and the vague and incomplete home!

Gradually, her tears fell.

Feeling the cold tears, Wutian hugged her into his arms, hoping that the tenderness of his arms could soothe the young heart, and at the same time, he was also soothing his unsettled mind.

He stared at Luo Shenzi, no joy or sorrow, carefree, but he could play such an amazing tune, it seems that deep down, it is not as calm as it seems, and there must be a memory that cannot be erased.

He is not it, after a lot of hardships, life and death, now he has a strong strength, enough to be proud of the younger generation of Qinglongzhou, but the grandfather who loves him the most is gone, heaven and man are forever separated, and the grandfather can't see the hard work.

He doesn't know where his parents are going, his life and death are unknown, and he doesn't even know what they look like, and sometimes he wonders if he passes by his parents one day, will he recognize them as his biological parents? Maybe he can't!

Grandpa died, taking away the love for him, and now he is an orphan, lonely and lonely, but who will understand?

He has never experienced the love of his father and mother, he does not know what it feels like, is it warmth, or care, or giving, or love?

He doesn't understand, he really doesn't understand, it's too far away, too strange for him!

"Brother, don't be afraid, you still have Shishi, Xiaotian, Xiaoyi, Little Leopard, and Angel Peak's partners, we will always be with you, not lonely and lonely!"

Shishi looked at him and reached out to wipe away the tears that had fallen unconsciously for him.

Yes, what am I not satisfied with, grandpa's love once had, it was a good memory, and now there are poems and poems, Xiaotian is by his side, and he has never been alone.

"Zheng Zheng ......"

Suddenly, the sound of the piano changed, far-reaching and majestic, like the sound of a bell chime, with a sparkling texture.

Roselle is as beautiful as a fairy, with delicate and shiny skin, flawless and unblemished. And at this moment, between the ten fingers, the melody beats at the fingertips, and there is an extra momentum of killing.

This is a kind of artistic conception, striding forward, without hesitation, and moving forward bravely!

She seemed to be telling everyone with the sound of the piano that although the endless experience was difficult, everyone here was a genius of the sect, and they should rush forward bravely, ride the wind and waves, trample a difficulty under their feet, and walk out of a sunny avenue.

The love of everyone was infected, and one after another fierce momentum broke out of the body, rising to the sky, without fear, without fear, without fear, as if to break the sky!

The starry sky is boundless, the moon is high, and the stars are shining.

Above the nine heavens, the fog was vertical and horizontal, and the wind was fierce and violent, destroying a qiē, and the meteorite swooped in from afar, but it instantly turned into powder, and it was raised one after another!

If such a terrifying wind falls on the earth, it will shatter the mountains and rivers, destroy the lives and souls, and all the qiē will be reduced to nothing.

However, a pitch-black figure stood firmly in the Gangfeng, the cold wind blade seemed to be unable to bring him the slightest damage, and even before the Gangfeng could get close to his body, he was crushed by the black mist and dissipated into nothingness...

This person is eight feet tall, with long black hair stirring, not very burly, on the contrary, very thin, but his body seems to be lurking like an ancient fierce beast, releasing a terrifying power, and the starry sky is shaking!

Especially those eyes, as black as ink, as deep as a black hole in time and space, and as sharp as the eyes of the sky, as if they can penetrate the heaven and the earth, peeking into the origin of heaven and earth!

The man held a letter in his hand, stood proudly in the nine heavens, looking down on the vast earth, and his last gaze fell on Yanzong.

As if looking for something, his gaze swept over the entire Yan Sect, and then froze somewhere.

What he was looking for was a thatched hut.

Being above the Nine Heavens, but being able to see the scenery of the earth clearly, how strong is its strength?!

Sweeping over everyone one by one, the man locked his eyes on Shishi, and a smile appeared on his face.

Full of doting and kindness, it is a smile that can only be shown when facing a loved one.

Finally, his gaze fell on Wutian, and a hint of surprise appeared in his deep eyes.

"Physical Cultivation... Ninety-Nine Extreme Realm... Perfect... Or maybe you're the best candidate," the man muttered, and then, looking at Shishi again, the figure disappeared abruptly, leaving only a faint voice that echoed above the nine heavens.

"Maybe this kind of life will make you happy and make you happy......"

No one found the men in the Nine Heavens, Wutian, Shishi, Luo Shenzi and Huo Cicada, nearly 100 relatives and disciples, and even the two sect leaders who were playing chess in the sect master's hall did not find out.

With endless mystery, disappear into the sky!

The sound of the piano stretches in all directions, sometimes it sounds light and elegant, but when everyone is intoxicated, there is often a string vibrating, which is suddenly high and powerful, full of passion, driving everyone's mood and having another kind of feelings.