In the rippling smoke, the white jade boat fluttered, and the white-clothed young man at the bow of the boat supported himself with his hands, closing his eyes and concentrating, as if he was listening carefully to the faint fairy sound in his ears, and as if he had already sunk into his own thoughts and couldn't extricate himself.

The instrument is ruthless, but the human heart is chaotic.

Mo Tianwei didn't understand what Zizheng Fairy was thinking when he played this song, but when he heard the sound of the zheng, he unconsciously messed up the central strings.

She once again remembered the years when she was humble to the dust and mire, and the pain she once thought she could not bear, but when she recalled it at this time, she was like a mountain away, and she was at a loss to look at it again.

I don't know if it's because of "Wuxin Heavenly Book", or if she has really let it go, she can be so calm.

That's it, the past is going to pass after all, and why bother to draw the ground as a prison.

The sound of the zither flowed, cold and bitter, Mo Tianwei smiled on her lips, thinking of the days and nights when she practiced swords on the edge of the cliff of the sword cave, and when she was at the end of the road, a little improvement in swordsmanship made her happy.

Like a traveler walking in boundless darkness, he finally saw a little bit of light, even though he knew that it might be just a flash in the pan, and his heart was full of almost pure joy.

If someone had bought a box of matches for the little match girl on the night she froze to death, she would probably be in the same mood as she was at the time.

- I know that there will be tomorrow night after tonight, and the winter is desperately long.

So, since when has it been difficult for her to feel this joy?

Mo Tianwei was a little stunned, she knew that it was after she was accepted as an apprentice by Ming Ze Zhenjun.

It's not that she was arrogant after being taken in, but after she had a new identity - or a relatively high status, she was unknowingly burdened by fame.

She is no longer a pure Mo Tianwei, at the same time, she is also the second apprentice of Ming Ze Zhenjun in many years, and she is the future true inheritance of the Sword Sect who has high hopes, she knows that she must do better, and she must not fall behind.

Mo Tianwei suddenly smiled, in the final analysis, her heart is not pure, learning swords is just for swords, why add many purposes to this kind of behavior?

If there is no desire, it is rigid, and if there is no heart, it is clear.

In an instant, it was as if a ray of morning light broke through the clouds and dispersed the fog, leaving the haze unrecognizable.

Mo Tian was thoughtless, but her Heavenly Soul Sword Body was not at ease, the formed sword bones vibrated at a slight but extremely fast frequency, and even the spiritual power that was running in the body all the time vibrated with it, washing and washing the meridian bones over and over again, and the meridians that were originally wider than ordinary people expanded a few points after this.

Wisps of snow-white sword qi with a trace of purple light are like silky threads, fine and dense, seeping out from the depths of the sword bones, and soon intertwined into a almost opaque net, shrouded in the surface of the sword bones.

Mo Tianwei, who had fallen into a wonderful realm, didn't know what was happening, but in the outside world, several other people were taken aback.

The people who were originally immersed in the beautiful music woke up one after another, even the most focused Purple Zheng Fairy was no exception, and the sword intent that burst out at that moment almost made her pull the wrong string.

She had to stop playing, and even her body unconsciously quietly moved away from Mo Tianwei.

Without him, it's just that Mo Tianwei was surrounded by sword qi at this time, sharp and pressing, and he was close, and he always felt that he would be attacked by countless sword qi groups in the next moment, shattering thousands of corpses.

Fairy Zizheng said that the world is very beautiful, and she doesn't want to die so miserably.

However, although they were a little worried about their safety, they also felt extremely shocked.

I saw that the sky suddenly became gloomy at some point, thick clouds were thick, the wind was howling, and there were thunder snakes swimming in the clouds. And Mo Xian sat on the bow of the boat, the eight winds did not move, and his smile was shallow, as if he could not be moved by the power of one person to cause such a vision.

Just when they were both excited and a little worried, Mo Xian suddenly opened his eyes, and the cool sword on his back suddenly came out of its sheath and fell into his hand, and immediately a sword light rushed faster and faster, slashing straight down against the low-hanging lead cloud!

A sword, Yunkai, Tianming!

Mo Tianwei gently stroked the cool sword and whispered to himself: "This sword, the name is Yunkai!"

Just now, she suddenly had an epiphany, the Heavenly Soul Sword Body and the Thunder Spirit Root were truly fused, thus triggering the Heavenly Thunder - it was not a thunderstorm, but simply because the Thunder Spirit Root was gathered, so it could be cut open by Mo Tianwei's sword.

Ordinary people only know that a single spiritual root is already an excellent qualification, but they don't know that the spiritual root must be in line with the exercises and the Dharma body in order to exert the greatest power.

For example, a monk with a fire spirit root who is pregnant with the body of the moon yin must abandon one of them when the two are in conflict.

However, if this monk's Dharma Body is the body of the Sun, it will have a bonus buff, and the power is even more powerful than the ordinary single spirit root.

Mo Tianwei's Lei Linggen is not 100% compatible with the Heavenly Soul Sword Body Theory, and it can only be said that it does not conflict with the "Heartless Heavenly Book".

But thunder is the punishment of heaven, and unintentional is the heart of heaven, and it just so happens that the two are very compatible with the heavenly soul sword body in some aspects, and the combination of the three is even more wonderful.

It's just that Mo Tianwei didn't know or thought about combining the three before, this time by mistake, the dusty sword heart was washed, from intentional to unintentional, in line with the meaning of "no heart" in "Wuxin Heavenly Book", so that "Wuxin Heavenly Book" and the heavenly soul sword body are integrated.

In this process, the spiritual root was involved, so that the three were combined, which can be said to be a timely meeting.

Mo Tianwei thought back to what had just happened, and only felt very lucky, which made her very happy.

And Mo Tianwei, who is very happy, will naturally be very generous.

She looked at the purple zither fairy and said, "I couldn't finish listening to your zither this time, I hope there will be a chance next time." ”

The purple zither fairy was stunned for a moment, and smiled lightly: "Cheng Xian Chang Ji Yan." ”

Mo Tianwei's epiphany this time was because he was pulled by the sound of the zheng, so he inherited the favor of the purple zither fairy and formed a cause and effect with her.

This kind of cause and effect, which usually seems a little troublesome, Mo Tianwei happily concluded it at this time, she is not the kind of person who will kill people casually in order to cut the cause and effect.

"The literati are rewarded with poems, Zizheng you are an elegant person, since I listen to a song from you, I should return a song to thank you," Mo Tianwei stretched out his hand and pointed to the zither in the hand of the Zizheng fairy, "Can you borrow a zither?"

The Purple Zheng Fairy is self-sufficient, she is very yearning for the rumored cultivation realm, and naturally she is also interested in the music in the cultivation realm.

It's just that the Purple Zheng Fairy didn't expect that what Mo Tianwei was going to play was not a piece of music in the cultivation realm, but a piece of music that she loved very much in her previous life.

Qi Huan and the others shrank aside, hearing the conversation between Immortal Mo and Fairy Zizheng, they were envious in their hearts, and they were worried that they would be driven away, and they were very panicked for a while.

Mo Tianwei glanced at a few people, and she didn't mean to drive people away, they can appear here today, just because they have a chance, why should she be a wicked person and ruin their good deeds?

She put the guzheng flat on her lap, her attitude was leisurely, and the moment her fingertips touched the string, she suddenly felt a lot of emotion in her heart.

Back then, when she first encountered the guzheng......

The Purple Zheng Fairy and Qi Huan didn't know why the Immortal Immortal of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone suddenly became a little sentimental, but they didn't dare to say more, so they just waited quietly.

Mo Tianwei plucked the strings at will, and the short-term sentimentality was swept away, and she laughed loudly, "This song is called "A Laugh in the Sea". ”

She played this song because it was the first zhenggong she had learned that year......

The quality of the zither sound is that it is transparent and bright, Mo Tianwei has not stroked the zither for many years, and the fingering was almost wrong at the beginning, but this piece is popular, and it is not difficult, so she quickly adjusted it and gradually got better.

At the same time, the tune gradually shifted from sporadic and sparse music to bright and agitated.

Several people have never heard this song, but they think that the posture of the ink fairy is very beautiful, and the legend has it that there was a jade to lure the phoenix, but they felt that the ink fairy did not need to make a sound, and the phoenix could be toppled.

However, after Mo Xianchang began to play, they completely forgot many of Fang Cai's thoughts, and only felt that the sound of the zither seemed to hit their hearts directly.

It's just a simple piece without any difficult techniques, but it seems to have a strange magic, mixed with the faint sound of waves on the lake, which is surprisingly fitting and fascinating.

Qi Huan and a few people seem to have returned to the time when they had just learned martial arts and went down the mountain, when they were young and energetic, thinking that just with a light skill, the world is indispensable to go, taking advantage of the cool breeze, traveling thousands of miles a day, yesterday in Yunjing to taste the delicacies of Linjiang Tower, today they went to Xia Mang City thousands of miles away to find the traces of hermits, looking at the rivers and mountains for thousands of miles, autumn moon and spring flowers.

That sense of novelty and ease is completely incomparable now, because they have gradually recognized the reality, and the reality is that they are just ordinary martial artists, only a light skill to be proud of, and the rest is not to mention.

Qi Ying's seven people glanced at each other, and they all saw the same meaning in each other's eyes-

"Do you want to break into the legendary cultivation realm?"

"I want to do what I want!"

If it weren't for the fear of disturbing the immortal chief, they would want to play a song at this time to express their feelings.

The purple kite fairy listened in a daze, and suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Over the years, she has been conceited that she has a beautiful zheng, superb technique, and a liberal talent, but she does not want to hear such a simple and unskilled piece today.

And she realized the chic loneliness in the song from such a simple song.

She couldn't help but sigh, it turned out that she had entered a misunderstanding, presumably the fairy chief thanked her with this song, just to warn herself!

Mo Tianwei: ...... Not really.

However, Mo Tianwei didn't know what she was thinking, she was already completely immersed in the sound of the zither at this time.

This piece is one of her favorites, and she always plays it whenever she strokes the kite.

At this moment, she smiled in her heart, and the caged bird of the year could finally pop out a real smile.

The music gradually drifted away on the endless water surface with the wind, and several people were already smiling unconsciously, as if they had entered the magnificent and mysterious world with the music.

After the last note was played, Mo Tianwei didn't mean to say anything to them, and with a wave of his sleeves, before a few people could react, they had already returned to the boat where they came.

The purple zither fairy held the zither that had just been sent back, looking around blankly, the water was vast, where was there any trace of the white jade boat?