Chapter 275： : The son can play the piano, the first song of the 8th sound of Gods and Demons, the world is boundless (1/2)

day after day.

Under the training of the madman of Chu, a group of Taoists lived almost like years, living in dire straits every day.

But in the process, they also discovered that their progress was so fast that they surpassed their imagination.

In less than three months, everyone has broken through at least a small realm, and the combat power has improved by how much.

Especially Shang Qingxue.

When she first came, she was only in the late stage of the Golden Core, and now she has reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul, which has raised a big realm.

It would be scary to say it.

this day.

Nangong Huang, Murong Xuan and others are still fighting with Jian Qi clone. More than a month ago, they were far worse than their opponents with Jian Qi clone. But now, they are able to fight back and forth.

and in another place.

Shang Qingxue still suffers in the scorching purgatory.

A wave of cold waves surrounded her, isolating the scorching heat from it. Now she can persist in this scorching purgatory for four hours without any damage, and has made great progress.

far away.

on a mountain peak.

Chu madman sees everyone's training situation in his eyes.

”Although it's a bit bitter, the effect is not bad.”

It's more painful.

In these days, Nangong Huang and others have nearly survived several times. That is to say, the madman of Chu dares to practice this way with the spring wind and rain technique in his hands. How can he dare to do this when he is replaced by other Taoist forces?

I was afraid that someone would accidentally train these baby geniuses.

”My son, this is the guqin you want.”

At this time, Lan Yu came up with a guqin.

”Oh, it's done.”

The madman of Chu looked at Guqin, his eyes lit up.

Since he got the eight sounds of the gods and demons, he thought he could have a guqin to play, so he asked Elder Ruyan to order one for him.

It took almost a month, and it was finally done.

He took the Guqin and looked at it carefully.

It took Elder Ruyan to find someone to order a guqin that is naturally extraordinary, and the materials and craftsmanship are all top-notch.

The 　　 guqin style is the most common lyre, the whole body is pitch black, glowing with dark light, although it is wood, it has a metallic texture.

He flicked his fingers, and a clattering sound echoed.

The sound is loose and powerful, with a long lasting flavor, without the slightest noise.

Lan Yu next to 　　 looked at Madman Chu and was quite surprised. It was the first time she knew Madman Chu could play the piano after spending so many years with Madman Chu.

”Lan Yu, do you want to hear me play a song?”

”miss you.”

Lan Yu nodded.

”Then I will give you a song.”

The madman of Chu sits on the mountain peak, his hengqin is on his knees, his ten fingers are pressed on the strings, his eyes are slightly closed, as if he is feeling something.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious Taoist rhyme spread from his body.

The moment he opened his eyes, his ten fingers flicked, one by one, the most beautiful notes poured out from between his fingers, surrounding the world.

The sound of the piano is vast and majestic, like a mountain and flowing water.

The sound of the piano sounded all the time, the wind stopped, the clouds stopped, and there was no other sound in the world apart from the vast piano sound.

Xuantianzong.

The second ancestor of Xuantian, the third ancestor gave a quiet voice.

”Qin tone, where does the piano sound come from?”

”Is that little guy playing the piano, he can still play the piano?”

”Wait, this piano sound...”

The second ancestor of Xuantian and the others listened carefully to the sound of the piano, and suddenly couldn't hold back, rushed out of the hut and swept towards the Madman Chu.

At the same time, Saint Qingshuang also seemed to feel something, and he also left the valley.

Several saints in the Xuantian Sect, the Supreme Supreme all came to the Madman Chu's place, looking at the Madman Chu playing the piano with shocked expressions.

The man was dressed in white, his ten fingers plucked the guqin, and the sound of the boundless voice echoed around, but more importantly, they could perceive a wave of majestic Taoist rhymes continuously surging in the sound of the piano.