Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

"Isn't the Dan meeting about to start? I'm going to participate, and I'll observe it in advance." The three thousand flames in the Dan tower, Chen Mo will not give up.

"Danhui..." Ye Yiren thought for a while, calculated the time, it was only these few months, and said immediately: "That's fine."

After re-determining the time, Ye Yiren wanted to leave.

Chen Mo lowered his eyes, watching Ye Yiren's leaving shadow, and suddenly thought of the description of Yingu by the Saint of All Poisons, and immediately stopped Ye Yiren:

"I heard that the people in Yingu are proficient in musical instruments and are good at temperament, so I don't know whether it is true or not."

Ye Yiren paused, turned around, and nodded.

"That's great, it's boring now anyway, can you play a song to listen to it?"

Hearing this, Ye Yiren hesitated for a while, then nodded.

The plain hand shook slightly, and the fingertips shone brightly. Ye Yiren hugged a tall ice jade zither in the shape of a human.

The guzheng exudes a cold air visible to the naked eye, and the whole body is white, which matches Ye Yiren very well.

Chen Mo hurriedly cleaned up the tea set on the table in the room so that she could place the guzheng on the table, then the door was closed, and Chen Mo sat on the couch, ready to listen.

Ye Yiren came to the table with the Bingyu Guzheng in her arms. The moment she put the Guzheng on the table, the table reacted like a heavy object collapsed.

This made Chen Mo curious about how heavy the guzheng was.

Ye Yiren pulled back her hair from her forehead and sat down gracefully.

The slender ten fingers, which can be said to have been kissed by God, were placed on the strings of the guzheng.

At this moment, Ye Yiren's temperament changed suddenly.

He didn't come because he was a little careless, as if he was not interested in everything, but now he was in the guzheng.

Then there was a loud bang.

Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he felt goosebumps all over his body.

I saw Ye Yiren's ten fingers plucking the strings, and the sound of the zither resounded, and the style changed abruptly, first from low to high, and then from high to low.

First like mountains and flowing water, then like heavenly music.

Step by step, Chen Mo was a little immersed in the sound of the piano.

And as the sound of the piano entered the superb level, Chen Mo's mind felt an unprecedented relaxation. Even the soul realm that reached the bottleneck and could not break through no matter how much energy it absorbed, there was a feeling of creeping slowly.

Chen Mo was shocked, and when Ye Yiren finished playing, he quickly asked, "What's the name of this piano piece?"

"The first chapter of Qing Ci Diao." Ye Yiren said flatly.

"Is there a second one?"

"There are thirteen articles in total."

"So can you play it?"

Ye Yiren was stunned.

Chen Mo hurriedly explained: "I mean, can you play all the seventeen chapters before going to the alchemy meeting? The sound of the piano seems to be helpful for my breakthrough."

Ye Yiren nodded without any hesitation. For a hundred days, he was idle, so he should just review the piano music.

Seeing Ye Yiren nodding, Chen Mo's expression showed, and he immediately promised: "When my realm breaks through, I will break the skull in your body as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, Chen Mo continued with some embarrassment: "Then can I play another one?"

Hearing this, Ye Yiren's face was calm, he didn't say anything, he plucked the strings, and his fingers started to dance again.

Compared with the first chapter, the second chapter has a magical power, the sound of the piano seems to be natural, and as it gradually reaches its peak, it makes people immersed in an inextricable artistic conception.

Chen Mo quickly closed his eyes to comprehend.

The second piano piece was not long. After the performance, Ye Yiren called Chen Mo softly. Seeing that his eyes were closed, a different emotion suddenly flashed in his cold eyes.

Even she herself didn't notice this emotion.

The sound of the piano was lingering, and the third piece was played.

Chen Mo seems to have come to a fairyland, where clouds and mists are shrouded, and fairy air is curling up.

The whole person is in it, the whole body is empty, and the mind has no distracting thoughts, as if it has merged with the heaven and the earth for a while.

At this moment, Chen Mo is the sky, and the sky is Chen Mo. Looking around, everything is under control.

However, at this moment, the sound of the piano dissipated, and everything in Chen Mo's eyes was shattered.

Chen Mo opened his eyes and woke up from this mysterious and mysterious state. Looking at Ye Yiren who put his hands on the guzheng in front of him and stared directly at him with big eyes, he frowned slightly: "Why did you stop?"

It is obviously impossible to enter that mysterious artistic conception again.

Hearing this, Ye Yiren also frowned slightly, his cold eyes became even colder, and said: "It's already the third chapter."

As he said that, he was about to put away the guzheng.

At this time, Chen Mo realized that he had gone too far, and quickly said: "I'm sorry, I was a little rude. It's really because you played so well that I was immersed in it and couldn't extricate myself."

Hearing this, Ye Yiren's eyes became less indifferent, but he no longer had any interest in playing, so he got up and left while holding the guzheng.

Chen Mo did not stop, but said, "Can men play this qin music? I want to learn it."