Chapter 641 Wuqin(1/2)
"Senior, can you let me out?"
Zhao Yun no longer knows how many times he has been to the edge of the bamboo forest.
This time, his face was very pale.
In order to break the formation, he fought tooth and nail for a day and a night.
When I arrived, I couldn't shake the water curtain.
When the space formation is attacked from outside, it will operate on its own. No matter what kind of attack, the power will be removed in an instant.
This is quite similar to Chu Wushuang's Water Curtain Tianhua.
However, the space formation is much stronger than the water curtain Tianhua.
Since space is involved, the secret method of opening the door must be used.
Or, blast it away with absolute power.
It's a pity that he doesn't have these two things. He's afraid that Zhun Tian will be trapped here and won't be able to get out.
I had no choice but to come and beg these two seniors. The two old men, black and white, were clearly not far away.
However, there is a layer of water curtain in the middle.
"It's for your own good that I won't let you out." Bai Xuan took a sip of wine.
"Just one day." Zhao Yun looked forward to it with hope.
"Not even half a day." The old man in black objected.
Zhao Yun didn't say much and returned to the bamboo forest.
Seeing him walking away, the two old men got together and took out a picture scroll from their arms.
Hmm...a perfect new year's gift.
According to them, this purple bamboo forest is like a prison.
Ji Hen is a prisoner.
And they are the cell leaders.
Seeing how boring the prisoners are, you have to find some fun yourself.
Also, they all come with a magnifying glass.
"How to break the formation."
Deep in the depths, Zhao Yun kept mumbling.
He was not idle, and he was busy again.
The so-called busyness is to refine the pieces of weapon fragments into the dragon abyss.
While practicing, he understood the formation.
As for these fragments, they were all collected in the Demon Realm.
They are all damaged beyond repair.
The essence of the fragments still exists and can be refined into the Dragon Abyss to increase the power of the sword.
He once tried to refine the Demonic Heart Mirror and the Demonic Dragon Sword.
However, the imprints on these two objects are so strong that they cannot be refined within a few months. Even they are like this, let alone the immortal halberd. The mark carved by the Demon Lord cannot be refined by ordinary people.
It's night again, the flowers are blooming and the moon is full.
After breaking the formation to no avail, Zhao Yun stood under the moon, looking up at the sky.
When a person dies like a lamp extinguished, he will turn into a star in the sky.
However, he was willing to believe that Chu Wushuang was in the sky, and he would find the brightest one.
He sat cross-legged and took out the stone harp.
Reflecting the moonlight, he gently plucked the strings.
Shi Qin's spirit was completely lost.
In this way, even if the strings are touched, there will be no backlash.
Zheng...!
The sound of the piano is messy, but there is a kind of sadness lingering in it.
Just because he doesn't know the music doesn't mean he can't learn it.
There is a saying in the Xuanmen Book of Heaven: When playing the harp, you should use your intention and not your exertion.
Even if no one teaches him, he can still learn by himself without a teacher.
The most important thing is: mood and artistic conception.
The sound of the piano is the sound of the heart.
Every beating note is a reflection of the soul.
He didn't understand before, but now he understands.
When the flowers are blooming and the moon is full, he will play a beautiful song to pay tribute to the brightest star in the sky.
Zheng....!
In the dead of night, the sound of the piano is quite clear.
"Honestly, his piano skills are terrible."
"Well... heroes think alike."
Outside the bamboo forest, both old men, black and white, took cotton condoms and plugged their ears.
After finishing the work, I put it aside to study new year products.
"That guy is not going to let us sleep."
In the dark, there were many people rubbing their eyes, hiding on the outskirts of the purple bamboo forest.
The pleasant sound of the piano is naturally beautiful.
If you play the piano randomly, it will be noise.
Guarding prisoners is inherently boring.
Nowadays, someone plays the piano randomly again, why do they still want to curse?
Zheng...!
The chaotic sound of the piano has not been cut off.
Zhao Yun didn't know about the people or things in the outside world, so he just quietly plucked the strings.
He played until he forgot himself.
Some people can't stand it.
If you don’t know how to play, then stop playing. Will you sleep well?
If that doesn't work, can I lend you some New Year's goods?
Zheng...
What responded to them was another messy piano sound.
It's ugly, it's too ugly.
The moon god glanced sideways for a moment.
It seems that as long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.
This night, many people couldn't sleep well.
Learning the piano! There has to be a process.
But Zhao Yun's process seems a bit long. Even if it is a beautiful piece of music, it will be annoying if there are too many. Not to mention, he will not stop playing for ten days and a half, which is undoubtedly a kind of torture for those old guys.
, half a month later, I have dark circles under my eyes, and I yawn one after another without stopping.
Moreover, the sound played by Zhao Yun was very strange. When he put cotton balls into his ears, it worked fine at first, but then it became just a decoration. Unfortunately, all the old guys used their true energy to gather in the empty areas of their ears.
A small barrier has blocked out the sound of the piano.
At first, this worked quite well.
Afterwards, it doesn’t work very well.
The sound of the piano was strange, and even the true energy barrier they had gathered could penetrate it.
In a word: you have to listen even if you don’t want to listen.
Looking at the old guys, not only their eyes are dark, but their faces are also dark.
They were all sure that the boy was making fun of them?
To be continued...