Chu Xiaohui carefully picked up Qing Shang, but he still didn't see any traces of the "Eight Songs of Soul Sky" left just now. Even when he gently touched the body of the piano with his fingers, he didn't feel any unevenness.
The place, the body of the piano felt so smooth to him, and he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. A strong disappointment suddenly came to his head. Now he was basically sure that the "Eight Songs of Soul Sky" could kill the sky.
The terrifying Qin Jue of the earth should exist, otherwise, which idiot would be full of food and go on to do such a mysterious and boring deed? If so-and-so knew about it, and someone secretly scolded him, he wouldn't know.
How would you feel?
"How to do it?"
At this time, Chu Xiaohui, who was already convinced of the existence of "Eight Songs of Soul Heaven", suddenly became very anxious in his heart. He watched helplessly as this terrifying Qin Jue disappeared under his eyes. Chu Xiaohui couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.
He has a pig head, and in a hurry, he walks around like a headless fly.
"Calm down,,, you must be calm,,"
Chu Xiaohui kept shouting to himself. In order to completely put his mind into a clear state, his eyes slowly closed, and the scene just now began to appear in his mind, from when he played the piano to
"Eight Songs of the Soul" suddenly appeared. Since it had just happened, he remembered it so deeply that he never let go of even the smallest details.
"A solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the other grasses are withered. If there is no breeze, for whom will the fragrance come out?"
In order to ensure that "Eight Songs of the Soul" would appear again, Chu Xiaohui didn't even change the song. It was still the melancholic song with a strong sadness just now. He didn't dare to let himself be completely immersed in it, so as not to enter
A state of selflessness. At that time, he was busy in vain. As expected, as the melodious music sounded, the fingertips of his left hand first felt a touch, and then the whole palm responded.
"Purple light,,"
This time Chu Xiaohui did not stop playing immediately. He opened his eyes first. Suddenly, his eyes felt dazzling. They were all purple with a confusing white in the middle. It took a while before he got used to it.
He came over, and after being stunned for a while, he saw that they were the two strange lights coming from Qingshang.
"Ding,,,"
Before the sound of the piano was completely gone, Chu Xiaohui couldn't wait to turn Qing Shang over. "Eight Songs of Soul Heaven" appeared in his eyes again, "Yuan enters Qing Shang's sword and flies!" Chu Xiaohui silently recited.
The mantra said, and at the same time, he slowly closed his eyes, and his mind suddenly became extremely empty.
According to the meaning described in Qin Jue, under the control of his mental power, a stream of true energy was slowly transported to the fingertips of his hands. Then, holding his mind, his white fingers were like peeling onions,
He gently played on Qing Shang, "Beng," and as soon as the beautiful melody sounded, several sword energy burst out. Compared with the kind of sword energy emitted by a cultivator with a sword,
The power of these sword qi, which is like a rainbow, is much weaker.
"Zizzi,,"
When these sword energy burst into the surrounding trees, they did not fall to the ground as expected, but only left several scars a few centimeters deep on them. The reason why Chu Xiaohui was able to do this
He quickly learned the Sword Qi Chapter. Firstly, he has now reached the realm of swordsman. Moreover, he has more than ten years of Qin Jue foundation. The set of Qin Jue that Chu Tian taught him at the beginning was more than just using
It was meant to impress people. Of course, Chu Xiaohui knew nothing about this. At this moment, even though the power of the sword energy ejected was so small, it was enough to make him happy for a while.