Chapter 662 The Immortal Body of the Sword, Fengming Nine Heavens!
"Suspended seven strings!"
"Impossible. How can Shen Chenfeng, a loser, be able to perform the art of hanging seven strings?"
"Could it be that he just used Tianyin to destroy the body of the piano so that he can use the art of hanging seven strings to display the true rhythm?"
Looking at Shen Chenfeng's figure, Mi Zhiyin was shocked to the extreme.
Waiting for the next moment, Shen Chenfeng waved his palms, flowing like clouds and flowing water, freely and freely, and his five fingers caressed the hanging strings.
In an instant, the heaven and earth shook.
The originally ethereal sound of the piano suddenly condensed together to form a high-pitched sound.
Ouch!
A cry filled with holiness, nobility, vicissitudes, and arrogance penetrated everyone's souls, then rushed into the sky and resounded throughout the world.
In an instant, thousands of birds surrendered!
The spiritual birds that had been glaring at Shen Chenfeng just now seemed to have encountered natural enemies. They fell from the sky and crawled in front of Shen Chenfeng, trembling all over.
The Dahuang disciple who had just spoken coldly felt an innate fear that instantly filled his whole heart.
Those practitioners with high strength can still persevere in the sound of the piano.
However, those disciples with lower cultivation levels could not withstand the immense power of the sound of the piano and fell to their knees with a plop.
At the same time, the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect.
The Saint of Qin was sitting on a protruding cliff, with a sad look on her face, playing the piano with both hands, and playing a slightly melancholy piece of music with flowing clouds and flowing water.
She burst into tears and held her chin with her hands, sitting aside bored.
Ever since she came back from Sword God Peak, she felt very depressed inside.
When she and Qin Sheng went to Sword God Peak that day, they really had no other intention. They just wanted to know who the swordsman brother who rescued her from the cult was.
But what surprised everyone was that Chu Bingxian remained tight-lipped.
No matter how they interrogated, they could not find out the identity or whereabouts of that person.
Even if Daluo Sword Master spoke in person, Chu Bingxian would never mention it.
"Is it true that Chu Bingxian and that senior brother have made a lifelong commitment to become a Taoist couple?"
Tears Qingcheng felt a little bored. She knew Chu Bingxian very well. But this was the first time she saw Chu Bingxian acting so decisively for a man.
"I just don't know who is it that can make Chu Bingxian so obsessed?"
She came back to her senses with tears in her eyes, looked at the Qin Sheng who was playing alone with a sad face, and said to himself: "I don't know, who is better than the master's sweetheart?"
Sudden.
The Qin Sheng, who was playing a solo, had his palms trembling slightly.
The originally smooth melody suddenly became chaotic and then gradually stopped.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Tears filled her face with surprise. She had been practicing with the Qin Sheng for more than ten years, and this was the first time she saw the Qin Sheng make a mistake.
Even the mighty piano sage can make mistakes.
What the hell is going on?
"Don't talk."
Qin Sheng raised his index finger and put it to his lips, making a silent gesture.
Then she looked solemn, pointed at the endless sea of clouds, and said, "Listen, what is this sound?"
I was in tears and didn't dare to neglect, so I hurriedly listened.
But she listened for a long time, and no sound came from the endless sea of clouds.
After a long while, Qingcheng was a little impatient and was about to ask.
Just then.
The endless sea of clouds suddenly boiled.
A noble yet elegant voice, rapid yet high-pitched, short yet gorgeous voice, suddenly broke through the sky and boomed into the tearful ears.
The tears are overwhelming, the soul is shaking, and I can't help myself.
"Fengming!"
She looked at the sea of clouds in disbelief, wanting to see what was happening under the mountains.
However, due to her limited cultivation, her gaze penetrated five thousand feet into the space and could no longer see clearly. She said: "Last time, Lu Baiyan and Elder Yuanhe brought back a soil unicorn. Could it be that this time, who will bring back a unicorn?"
A phoenix?"
"No!"
The Qin Sheng suddenly stood up, his eyes gleaming, and said: "This is not the cry of the phoenix, but the sound of the piano. Someone played the seven-string suspension and actually produced the sound of the phoenix."
"What?"
Tearful Qingcheng's face changed wildly, and she screamed in disbelief.
Suspended seven strings is an extremely superb piano technique.
Not only must one have an extremely powerful soul, but one must also have extremely strong control over the soul in order to be able to use it.
The other party was not only able to perform the superb skill of hanging seven strings, but he could also perfectly produce the sound of the phoenix without even noticing it.
"Could it be Senior Brother Mi?"
Tears Qingcheng was shocked in her heart, and subconsciously asked: "Or is it one of the true disciples who is playing?"
"No, that person is not a disciple of our Qin Shen Peak."
Qin Sheng took a deep breath and showed a smile on his face.
This made the man standing aside burst into tears and couldn't help but be a little stunned.
Qin Sheng laughed!
She has followed Qin Sheng for so long, and this is the first time she has seen Qin Sheng smile from the bottom of his heart.
"Go check it out for me!"
"I don't care who he is, but this person is the one that I, Qin Shenfeng, will decide on!"
Tears filled the city with awe in her heart, and she quickly lowered her head and said, "I obey."
On the other side, above the Sword God Peak.
Da Luo Sword Master stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the endless sea of clouds, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Master, look for me."
Chu Bingxian's face was expressionless, showing no emotion or joy.
"Xian'er, it was the master's fault a few days ago."
Daluo Sword Master suddenly turned around, laughed heartily twice, and said: "You are not still angry with the master because of such a trivial matter, are you?"
Chu Bingxian looked calm and said calmly: "Since the master said this is a trivial matter, how could I be angry?"
"good."
Da Luo Sword Master took a breath and said: "I called you here this time because I have an important matter for you to handle."
Chu Bingxian cupped his hands and said, "Master, please give me your instructions."
"Just a few days ago, news came from Xuantian Sect. A disciple suddenly awakened the body of the Innate Sword Immortal. However, Xuantian Sect has limited resources and cannot bear to bury such a talent. They want that disciple to switch to the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect.
Come to my door."
Daluo Sword Master smiled with relief and said: "You will leave in a few days to go to Xuantian Sect and bring that person to me."
"The body of an innate swordsman!"
Chu Bingxian was finally moved. The Sword Immortal Body was a rare physique in the world.
You know, sword cultivators are known for their powerful attacks.
A cultivator who can awaken the Immortal Body of the Sword has a comprehensive power that is no less than that of a strong person who has awakened the Divine Body.
She never expected that in a remote and desolate place like Xuantian Sect, a peerless genius with the immortal sword body would appear.
"I am also surprised that Xuantian Sect can have such a genius."
Da Luo Sword Master knew what Chu Bingxian was thinking, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
But before he could speak, the endless sea of clouds suddenly boiled, sending out a scream filled with sacredness and nobility.
"His grandma, the last time he was in tears to practice the martial arts, Qin Sheng came to our Sword God Peak to show off his power with tears in his eyes."
"This time I don't know who is actually able to use the piano to play the sound of the phoenix."
"And that person kept playing endlessly, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't know. This Qin Shenfeng is really annoying."
Daluo Sword Master's eyes were gloomy and he looked a little unhappy.
But Chu Bingxian frowned suddenly, listening to the high-pitched sound, and suddenly his face changed and said: "No, master, this is not the sound of the piano."
