When Yunli arrived in Shanxin Town, Wei Lin had already taken down the town with everyone and was leading three foundation-building monks to set up formations outside the city. The inner circumference was mainly protective, and the outer circumference was a ten thousand arrow formation with strong penetration power, accompanied by various fire-type formations, specifically targeting the witchcraft army.

When Yun Li had solved the mutated witchcraft man, the crowd cheered. In the face of danger, they had to agree to Yun Li's proposal to fight the enemy together. They were still unsure of the remnants of the witchcraft sect who were rampant in Canglan a thousand years ago and barely eliminated the power of the entire continent.

Now that the command of the mutant witchcraft people is gone, ordinary witchcraft people are no longer a threat to those monks who can escape from the heavens.

Everyone was full of confidence and was enthusiastic. They quickly set up the formation and their spiritual sense swept the city. Yun Li flashed to a magic weapon shop and picked out all the musical instruments in the store.

However, musical instruments were niche. I searched all the two two instrument shops in the town, but I didn’t find many. When I returned to the town center square, she said helplessly: “There are only these seven pieces.”

"It's okay, not everyone can learn it at once." Wei Lin raised his eyes and looked at the crowd, "Those who know musical instruments, come out!"

Low-level monks are mingling in the survival line. Purchasing magic weapons is a huge sum of money, and they must be accompanied by special magic techniques. Sword-like instruments are usually made in large quantities, and various sword techniques are also varied. In comparison, there are naturally many monks who use swords.

As for niche objects such as musical instruments, in addition to the leisure and leisure of high-ranking families, monks with control techniques will purchase and use them.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a woman with a charming charm stood up, took out a bent pipa and said, "I have a musical instrument."

Yun Li frowned. This was too few. Musical instruments were so difficult to learn. By the time they learned it, the army of worms would have spread to other mountain systems.

Wei Lin saw through what she thought at first sight, and the words they were not on your lips, and he swallowed them back. He silently said, "The team of nearly a hundred people always has one or two talented people, so everyone else can take it slowly."

As he said that, he unfolded the score of "Forgetful Love" so that those who can understand can copy and remember it quickly, and he first taught basic music theory without any foundation.

Seeing Yunli looking at the music score, her lips twitched, and she was also memorizing the music score, Wei Lin brows jumped, "Do you want to learn too?"

"Of course." Yun Li looked as if she were right. "We must act alone later on so many witchcraft people. How troubles can we use our spiritual sense to make one by one."

Wei Lin pursed his lips, wanted to speak but stopped, and said for a while: "Don't use spiritual power."

Yun Li rolled her eyes. Spiritual power was not available out of thin air. If you can save it, you will be given spiritual power when practicing music.

After learning piano for nearly two years, she quickly remembered the music score completely. She took out Ziyunqing and gently stroked the strings of the piano. Just as she was about to play, the sound of a pipa suddenly came from beside her.

When I looked sideways, I saw a woman in purple dress with her head and eyebrows, with her head slightly lowered, revealing her fair neck, and her slender jade fingers tapping the strings of the piano. From time to time, she looked up at the music score, and the resentful notes flowed out of her hands.

"Awesome!" Yun Li was so envious of her. She really had no talent in music. It was too difficult for her to play the music score. She had to first imprint the music score in her mind, and then play it over and over again to let her hands remember it.

The woman was flattered and said embarrassedly: "Where is where, practice makes perfect."

After being humble, her eyes fell on Ziyunqing and she envied: "The real person's piano is so beautiful."

"Yes, I feel so too!" Yun Li smiled, raised her hand and brushed her lily body across the lilac piano body. She looked at the smooth and smooth body and the exquisite and natural Yunluo flower vine. She felt very happy.

The elegant and elegant surname Zhao from Gu Hao interrupted, "The grade is not low, the craftsmanship is exquisite, the material is not simple, I can't tell which material is made..."

As for the holy artifact, isn’t it low? Yun Li is so beautiful that she can be used for such a beautiful piano to the Qingxuan Continent. If there is a way to recast and advance in the future, she can continue to use it. It’s so happy to think about it.

The little girl Yin Xiaoxiao tilted her head and thought for a while, and said softly: "The flute of Brother Feng is like a pair."

"Have vision!" Yun Li patted her shoulders with admiration, and her eyebrows were filled with joy.

Seeing that they were ripping out, Wei Lin quickly interrupted: "It's getting late, learn quickly."

Yun Li calmed her expression and said, "Yes, yes, yes, study quickly, and you have to go out to work after you have a rest."

As she said that, she carefully passed the music score in her mind, and made sure that she had remembered every part clearly, then she touched the strings and started to move.

As they were gently twisting, the clear sound of the piano flowed out. When everyone was feeling that the piano was really good, they suddenly heard a clanging sound, like a tight bowstring being pulled over, and suddenly released, hitting hard onto a hard object, making people's eardrum hurt.

Faced with the crowd of scrutiny, Yun Li explained seriously: "The power is used up."

After saying that, she kept her face still and continued to play, but there was no more problem with strength. After listening to a paragraph, everyone discovered the problem.

The piano is indeed good, and the tone is clean, but she played it out. The tune is not in tune, and I didn’t hear it at all. This is the song "Forget Love".

Everyone had just solved the witchcraft army under the blowing of "Feng Jue Zhenren". They listened to the song "Forgetful Love" several times over and over again. In addition, the monks had a very good memory and thought they had not remembered the wrong song, but the sound of the piano in their ears made them confused.

Is this really Yun Li, the master of Taiyi Sect? Is that Taoist boy who was the master of the sect, who counterattacked and became his master's junior sister and obtained the ancient treasure sword and recognized his master. Is it the person in front of me?

A young man raised his elbow and poked the person next to him, and asked in a low voice: "Is there something wrong with my ear or something wrong with my memory? Why do I listen..."

Although his voice was small, it was very loud at the moment when the needle was so quiet that it was so quiet that it was very loud. Yun Li looked at him and the young man realized that he had actually mocked Jindan Zhenren in person, and was a disciple of the head of the Canglan giant Taiyi Sect. He immediately turned pale with fear.

He remembered that there was a senior in the Foundation Establishment Stage who was absent-minded and saw that the Jindan real person did not avoid it, so he was slapped to death by a fly by a real person.

In panic, he listened to the female voice softly and seriously: "It's different now. I'm not very talented, so I have to practice slowly."

Yun Li was not angry at all when she was questioned in person. She admitted that she really had no talent in music, but diligence can make up for her shortcomings. Just practice more. She had learned several songs with her efforts before.

Besides, it is normal for me to have not touched the piano for more than 20 years.

After explaining, she lowered her eyes and continued to practice, with a serious and devoted look on her face. The May sun shone on her white little face, and her face was slightly pink, like a ripe peach.

The boy quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, Yun Zhenren was open-minded and did not care about his rudeness.

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