On the originally calm scroll, as the human figure entered, layers of ripples were visible to the naked eye.
A primitive and thick atmosphere like a wild wilderness spread from the painting.
This aura was extremely powerful and violent; once it spread, the pressure made Fang Wushang's legs weak, and he almost fell over and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Fang Wushang reacted in time. He immediately activated the virtual elixir in his body and used his majestic spiritual energy to compete with it, and finally managed to stand still.
But even so, he was still crushed to the point of sweating on his forehead, his muscles spasmed, his whole body was shaking violently, and his bones were rattling, as if his whole body was about to collapse.
At this moment, in the scroll, the man in white robe who was sitting in front of the rock playing the piano seemed to have come to life. He slowly raised his head and stared at the human figure approaching him.
But the gaze that shot out from those deep eyes seemed to have passed through the shadow and fell directly on Ye Wushuang outside the painting.
Ye Wushuang remained silent and waved his right hand. The human figure took another step forward and climbed onto the rock directly in the scroll.
Looking from outside the painting, the shadow and the man in white robe almost overlap.
"Who dares to offend the majesty of the emperor?"
At this moment, a shout sounded in the scroll.
The man in white robe held the Yao Qin in his lap, and suddenly the brilliance flourished; in an instant, the ink flowed in the scroll, the wind and clouds changed color, and the strong wind howled.
A beautiful shadow emerged from the Yao Qin, carrying a chilling aura and striking directly at the human figure.
"presumptuous!"
Seeing this scene, the human figure was indifferent, but Ye Wushuang's scolding suddenly sounded in the scroll.
The beautiful figure that rushed out suddenly stagnated and froze in mid-air; a strong sense of fear and shock appeared on the beautiful face.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty? Are you... back?"
The figure of the beautiful figure trembled, and then fell to the ground. She landed on the side of the rock with a respectful expression, and knelt down to worship.
"Hua Miaoyin, pay homage to Your Majesty!"
"Get up!"
Seeing Qian Ying, Ye Wushuang frowned slightly, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then nodded, waved his hand, motioning for the other party to get up, and asked: "Back then, I lent you the Yao Qin and then returned it; now that tens of thousands of years have passed,
Why did you hide in the Yaoqin in this painting and become a weapon spirit?"
"Your Majesty, you don't know. When you were ambushed and died, my husband and I wanted to take revenge. However, we unexpectedly provoked Emperor Wushang, causing a fatal disaster and leading to the destruction of our country.
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Hua Miaoyin lowered her head and murmured, explaining in a low voice: "My husband and I, in order to avoid being hunted, escaped from Zhongzhou and came to this Eastern Wasteland to hide. However, unexpectedly, Emperor Wushang pierced the air with his halberd.
My husband and I will kill each other through the air."
"Fortunately, this Qin was stained with the favor of your Majesty. At a critical moment, he captured my divine baby into the Qin Xiao and became a tool spirit. This way he escaped death. However, I have pity on my husband..."
At this point, Hua Miaoyin couldn't speak any more and started to choke with sobs.
"It's really hard on you..."
Ye Wushuang sighed.
Emperor Wushang was one of the emperor-level warriors who besieged and ambushed him in the Western Desert; moreover, he was one of the few emperor-level warriors who had a grudge against him.
This couple was seeking revenge in his name, so Emperor Wushang would not let them go.
"Then why are you in this picture?"
"It's still to avoid Emperor Wushang..."
Na Hua Miaoyin wiped away her tears and choked up: "Although I became a weapon spirit and escaped from the halberd, my aura was still leaked after all. Wushang is an emperor-level warrior with superior perception. There is no guarantee that he will not notice that I am still alive in the world.
, and this painting is a portrait of Your Majesty, which contains the power of the Sword Emperor, and can isolate it from detection and shield the breath, so I blended into it and slept here."
Speaking of this, the beautiful figure suddenly raised her head, looked at the human figure, and said doubtfully: "Your Majesty, you are here, what advice do you have?"
"Across time and space, intercept the Yao Qin!"
Ye Wushuang said lightly: "However, since the Green Qiqin is hidden here, there is no need for me to use any extra means to cross time and space, so I can just take the main body!"
As soon as these words came out, Na Hua Miaoyin's face suddenly turned pale, her expression changed drastically, she knelt down on her knees, prostrated on the ground, and kowtowed in panic: "Your Majesty, please calm down!"
"Don't worry, I'm just borrowing it, not not returning it."
Ye Wushuang waved his hand at this moment and said: "Now in the southern border of Eastern Wasteland, there is a Nanhua Empire. Its royal family is the Nangong family, and the auxiliary family is the Hua family. Can it be related to you?"
"Your Majesty, those are the descendants of my husband and I..."
Sure enough it was them!
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and showed a faint smile.
Previously, he had not associated the Nanhua Empire with this couple; but with the appearance of Hua Yunhao, it reminded him of some past events.
In the past, he traveled to Tianjian Continent and met a couple named Nangong Yun and Hua Miaoyin, who are music cultivators.
He was moved by the love between the two and gave some advice, which led to a great story later.
However, such trivial matters had long been left behind and almost forgotten by him; it was not until Hua Yunhao appeared and learned that the Nanhua Empire was composed of the Nangong family and the Hua family that he subconsciously became aware of the two.
There may be some connections between them.
It is precisely for this reason that he came to Lingge today specifically, hoping to use his magical power to trace the past through the scrolls and intercept the Green Qiqin from the long river of time, just in case.
Unexpectedly, he guessed it right!
Seeing Ye Wushuang's silence, Hua Miaoyin's phoenix eyes moved, and she seemed to have thought of something. She trembled again and said in horror: "Could it be that...my descendants have offended your Majesty? If that is the case, please remember me."
For the sake of loyalty and following my husband, let them live!"
"Now that you are no longer a human body and have separated from living beings, you'd better stay away from the affairs of this world!"
Ye Wushuang frowned slightly and snorted in displeasure.
Hearing this, Hua Miaoyin lowered her head even harder, her whole body shaking like chaff, and she kowtowed repeatedly.
Seeing this scene, Ye Wushuang finally softened his heart and sighed: "You can rest assured that I am not going here to kill all your descendants, but there are some little guys who are really ignorant and need to be taught a lesson.
It’s just a lesson!”
As soon as these words came out, Hua Miaoyin breathed a sigh of relief.
"In this case, Your Majesty, you can take your little girl with you on this trip. If my unworthy heir dares to offend Your Majesty, there is no need for Your Majesty to get angry. My Young Lady will take action herself!"
"That's fine!"
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang nodded slightly and said with a smile: "In that case, you can return to the piano body and follow me to paint!"
"yes!"
Hua Miaoyin nodded slightly and immediately turned into a white shadow, disappearing into the Yao Qin behind her.
The next moment, the brilliance of the Yao Qin disappeared, but another Yao Qin shadow flew out from it, heading straight towards the humanoid shadow.
The human-shaped shadow was not polite, and grabbed the Yao Qin directly, flew back, and flew straight out of the scroll with the Yao Qin.
call...
As soon as the phantom exited the painting, its body suddenly collapsed, turning into dots of fluorescence, setting off a gust of wind, and gradually disappeared.
An ancient Yao Qin appeared at this moment.
The piano is three feet and six inches long, with a round surface and a flat bottom, and a tile-shaped arc on the side. On the surface of the piano, seven strings are tied from thick to thin from the outside to the inside. The texture is straight and even, and there are nine auspicious clouds engraved on it.
The breeze blows, and the strings of the piano tremble slightly; although it is not played, there is still a faint rhyme, which curls out, ethereal and sweet, making people feel like they are in a fairyland, and their hearts are in a trance.
"This is... Green Qiqin!"
The previous conversations were all conducted in the scroll, and Fang Wushang did not hear it; but at this time, when he saw the Yao Qin appear, he suddenly trembled all over and looked horrified.