Chapter 62 (1/2)
She had always respected her fellow disciples. Her sudden anger surprised Puchang and Qiu Shaoxian. The popular disciples of this school also had inverse scales.
And her inverse scale is Qin Yi!
”Hum, I've learned his martial arts routines now. I'll abuse him one day. How can you care about him?” Qiu Shao leisurely thought and glanced at Qin Yi with some disdain.
The people entered the magnificent palace.
The main hall is not small and can accommodate hundreds of people. There are some skeletons on the ground, which look a little gloomy and terrible. Those skeletons have existed for many years. With a slight touch of their hands, they collapsed with a crash.
Soon, people's attention was diverted from these skeletons.
In the center of the hall, Huoran placed a bottle of zither, which was very eye-catching.
The zither is made of Jasper. It is very precious at first sight. However, all people are practitioners, and they really lack interest in musical instruments.
Looking around, although the main hall looks very luxurious, it is only the jade zither in front of us that is really valuable. There is nothing else.
”Well, let's give Qin Yi this bottle of zither and let him sell it in the market in exchange for silver to buy pills. He hasn't got anything since he entered the Faust tower.”
The moon fiber spirit of Qianqiu Pavilion glanced at all the people and said that his voice was soft and beautiful, making people feel like a spring breeze.
As soon as her voice fell, a disdainful voice came. It was the xuanyang song.
”Yuexianling, it's inappropriate for you to arrange this. Since it's a musical instrument, it's natural to give it to people who know how to play. In this way, it can reflect its value.”
Xuanyang song smiled faintly and then said, ”the reason why there is a song in my name is because I can play and sing. You are blessed today. How about listening to me play and sing a song for you? At ordinary times, how many people want to listen to my xuanyang song, but they can't hear it. ”
The implication is that this bottle of Jasper zither must belong to him. Only in this way can it be considered valuable.
At the end of his speech, xuanyang song ignored people and came to the green zither. His fingers were well maintained, round as jade, slender and white, just like women's fingers.
”Dong Dong Dong...”
Xuanyang song's slender five fingers brushed lightly on the zither, and a string of notes poured out from above.
The sound of the zither is pure and melodious. It seems to come from a very distant place. It is like a spring pouring into the heart, which gives people a boost.
”Ha ha, excellent, excellent. The things left over from the ancient immortal era are really extraordinary.”
Xuanyang song laughed happily and was very elegant. He directly moved a stone pier and sat down. He was slender and jumped dexterously on the Jasper zither.
”Dong Dong Dong...”
The sound of zither is as beautiful as fairy sound. It lingers in the hall and makes people intoxicated. It seems that it has entered a beautiful fairy ancient year.
But I don't know why, Qin Yi always feels something wrong. Why is there only a bottle of Jasper zither in such a big hall? It's strange that in the distant Xiangu years, the elegant interest of the Phoenix City Lord was so high? To build a magnificent palace is to place a bottle of zither?
With the xuanyang song playing continuously, the beautiful notes flow like water. In front of Qin Yi, there is a beautiful world of birds, flowers and birds singing and dancing.
”This is...”
Standing in the fragrance of birds and flowers, Qin Yi was slightly stunned and blinked a few times in disbelief,
Is this the illusion created by the wonderful sound of zither?
This is too realistic!
”The musical instrument of the ancient immortal era has this effect. It can make such a realistic scene in people's mind, which is comparable to an artifact!”
Qin Yi was surprised. Looking at the beautiful flowers under her feet, she subconsciously bent down and picked one of the flowers.
Looking at the flowers on his hands, Qin Yi was stunned. He felt something wrong, but he couldn't react for a moment.
”I... Picked a flower...?”
Qin Yi muttered to himself, slightly absent-minded. Where is it? Does it feel wrong?
All of a sudden, he reacted, and in a moment, a terrible wave surged up in his heart.
”God, I picked the flowers. This is not an illusion, but a real existence!”
At this moment, Qin Yi was shocked to the extreme. He finally thought of why the owner of the ancient city built a magnificent palace in the Xiangu years, but only put a bottle of zither. It turned out that it was a trap. It was not an ordinary zither, but a bottle of magic zither. What he played was magic sound.
The magic sound can directly seal the listener into a boundary created by the system, or seal the listener into a strange fairy ancient time and space.
The palace is quite eye-catching because of its magnificent architecture. Anyone who sees it will inevitably come in and have a look. Then, he will see the priceless Jasper zither
The purpose of Xiangu city master is obvious. He wants to trap all those who enter here forever. Those skeletons in the hall who had died for thousands of years were undoubtedly trapped by the magic seal.
”No, we are all trapped in the world created by the magic seal. That xuanyang bastard, what are you doing to play the zither? It's terrible! Eh, what's his name? ”